#sanemi x chubby reader

[flametrashiraarchive]

Hi 😭 💕 May I please request Sanemi w/ a reader who is chubby and how he likes it/feels about their body? 🌬️

Omg. I cannot tell you how happy I am that you asked this. I've been longing for someone to ask me about it. It is 100% my jam and wheelhouse. (Someone please ask me about this with Rengoku or Gyomei because I have thoughts)

Sanemi Shinazugawa x chubby reader

The first time Sanemi laid eyes on you, he forgot to blink for a solid five minutes.

In fact, if Rengoku hadn't clapped him on the back and scared the living shit out of him he may never have blinked again.

He thought you were so sweet, so lovely, so sexy

It doesn't matter how strong and capable you are, to Sanemi you are soft and must be protected.

It stresses him out. What the hell is he supposed to do if you get hurt?

If you're a demon slayer he will try to bully you out of the corps.

"You're not cut out for this. Go home and quit embarrassing yourself."

He knew it was never going to work (it never has and never will) but he tried anyway.

Took him almost a full year to finally ask you out because he got so flustered when you were near.

Sanemi is a boob, ass, thigh AND belly guy.

If it's soft and it jiggles he wants it.

He's just a you guy.

You drive him crazy

How dare you.

He can be pretty touchy-feely when you're alone; smacking your ass as he walks by, nuzzling your chest while you cuddle, coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist. He likes to have his hands full of you.

When you wake up in the morning and neither of you have missions or training to hurry off to, you are not leaving that damn bed until he lets go of you.

It's prodding your ass the entire time

Stretchmarks don't bother him in the slightest, just as his scars don't bother you

If he feels you tense your tummy when he touches it he'll call you out on it.

"Hey, cut that out. You know I love it."

He nuzzles your neck and keeps caressing you until he feels you relax.

His life has been defined by harshness, so having someone as soft and warm as you to hold makes him feel all kinds of ways.

Picking you up and carrying you is no problem. He's gonna make you feel like a paper doll.

If you ever get self-conscious or make disparaging comments about yourself... oh boy.

"Hey, look at me. You're beautiful. Tell me which part of you you're worried about."

Choose wisely because the next hour is going to be dedicated to it until you admit you're hot shit.

And if someone made you feel that way about yourself, RIP them.

Likes to have you sit on his lap and face. If he finds out you're not not putting your full weight on him he's fully offended.

Wraps his arms around you and plants your body firmly onto him.

"Yeah... That's more like it."

[venny-the-chubbyblack-writer]

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

His tits broo😩

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I love this sm 🫶🫶🫶

Sanemi simps come eat!!!!!!

[bwabys-scenarios]

NSFW

He enjoyed the little gasp you would let out when his hand slipped under your skirt while eating dinner with an acquaintance. Your cheeks would grow hot with embarrassment when they would ask you what was wrong, and you were forced to say it was nothing while his thumb rubbed circles into your clit.

You grasped the table cloth, biting your lip when he began fingering you. It was unfair how calm he looked while his fingers were knuckle deep inside of your cunt, curling up to hit that special spot that had you cumming all over his hand.

“P-please excuse me…”

You shyly stood, hoping that your slick was visible as it ran down your legs, speed walking to the bathroom to clean yourself up.

As you pouted and splashed your face to help lesson the heat taking over you body, you didn’t notice him sneaking into the bathroom until he was bending you over and pushing your panties to the side.

“I hate how they look at you…” he muttered, rubbing his cock against your needy cunt. “They need to know who you belong to.”

Without warning he thrusted into you, groaning into your ear as his hips rutted against yours. He was jealous and a bit possessive over you, his princess. He couldn’t stand when people stared at you for too long with their lustful gazes. Didn’t they know you were his?

Your makeup ran down your face, tears of pleasure falling down your cheeks as he turned your head so he could capture your lips in a sloppy kiss.

“Mine, all mine, got that?”

You nodded and let out a mewl when he hit that special spot, and he continued to fuck into you until he painted your walls white, leaving you a panting mess, covered in sweat and cum.

He was nice enough to carry you home without anyone seeing the fucked out state you were in, and made sure to spoil you with kisses, snuggles, and snacks once you were alone.

He loved you after all, and would make sure his pretty princess was well taken care of! 💗

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||GOJO |||GETO ||NANAMI ||TOJI ||CHOSO ||SUKUNA ||CHROLLO ||ILLUMI || KURAPIKA ||BLADE ||AVENTURINE ||WRIOTHESLEY ||KAEYA || DILUC ||ZHONGLI ||SANEMI ||RENGOKU ||MUZAN ||YOUR FAV

[demiesworld]

thinking about men who are obsessed with big girls.

☆ — men who love the stretch marks on your hips, thighs, tummy, ass, tits, and arms. you call them weird when they plant their face in between your plump breasts as you're cuddling. but the affection they show towards what you call "flaws" is genuine and heartening.

☆ — men who makes it their habit to help you apply your lotion to your body after your shower. they have you laying on a towel on your stomach and they rub it all over your skin. "i like it when your skin feels soft and smooth." they answer when you ask them why they like to put lotion on your body. in reality it's because they want to explore your chubby body with their hands. fingers rubbing circles onto your skin and groping on the fat flesh on your love handles.

☆ — when they get agitated by something and you're near by them, they wrap their arm around your waist and squeeze your tummy. jiggling it in their hand as they're trying to assess a problem that's making them irritated in their head.

☆ — men who love it when you wear crop tops that show off your tummy, shorts that barely go over your ass and leave some cheek hanging out, and body hugging dresses (without the shapewear). especially when you're at the pool wearing a two piece swimsuit.

nsfw under the cut!

☆ — men who can't control themselves when you ride them reverse cowgirl and your round ass cheeks are recoiling each time you slam your pussy down on his dick. his eyes are darkened yet focused on your ass because, fuck, the sight of them jiggling and clapping when they hit his skin is mesmerizing. "god... you do that so good baby. riding my cock like that, oh fuck." there's sticky strings of white attached to your pussy and on his cock. your head is tossed back and mouth is singing a chorus of squeaky moans from his cock ramming into your sweet spot. he smacks you on your ass repeatedly till the skin is stinging and it gets sore.

☆ — men who like to fuck you when you're on your stomach. this position is their favorite because they have control over the pace and they get a view of your body jiggling by their hard thrusts. he has his right arm wrapped under your tummy and gripping the fat on your waist. the left one is squeezing your breast and pinching your nipples. he likes that he could toss you around on the bed and fuck you hard enough that you're seeing stars. "can't talk anymore baby eh? did i make- fuck- make you go dumb?"

☆ — men who get excited when you get on your knees and take his big cock into your mouth. your fingers can barely connect around the base of it and you make an effort in swallowing his full length down your throat. your head tilted back shows him the bulge and it drives him crazy that you could do that. "mmm, fuck, mm, just like that. i love that shit baby." he thrusts his hips forward and bullies his dick in your mouth like he does when he's in your pussy. your head game has his legs shaking and balls tightening up when he's getting close to cumming. he tells you stop so he could come on your face, but you hold him by his thighs and lower your mouth on his shaft. your throat flexes around his dick, and he breaks, he releases a heavy load down your throat. just when he thought you couldn't get any nastier you swallow it and fondle his balls.

☆ — men who want for you to sit your pussy down on their face when they eat you out. their pointed nose rubbing at your clit with their long tongue wiggling inside of you. you're going numb when they jostle their head around. he gives your ass gentle smacks as you slowly start to rock your hips on his face. you can't help yourself though, it just feels so good. he makes a gesture for you stop, and he lifts the hood of your clit up, then his tongue flicks rapidly to the hard bud. a shudder crashes through your body, as you whimper and tangle your fingers in his hair. pulling at the strands when you bring his face closer and grind your hips again on his face. "daddy, daddy, i'm going to cum, daddy! m'ohh, ahh, hm!" you whine. you feel a tightness in your stomach at the same time your body is lifted up and you're on the bed with your head on the mattress and rest of your body hoisted up in the air. your feet are touching your shoulders. you look up to see him fucking his tongue into your pussy. in between short breaths, out of his mouth are the words, "come on baby, make this pretty pussy come on my tongue." and your hole clenches around his tongue, a stream of your juices spurt onto his face and drip down your body. his mouth pulls off from your mound smacking his wet lips and tasting yourself on his mouth.

☆ — men who after they're done fucking you they cuddle with you on the bed and just feel all over your body. their hands caress your soft skin and grope on your breasts. his deep voice is whispering praises, appreciations, and assurances into your ear. "i love you so much baby," "you're so fucking beautiful." "don't worry honey i'm not going anywhere." no matter the size of you, they carry you into the shower and help you wash off the body fluids. still they murmur appreciation for your existence as they clean you.

(jjk) gojo, TOJI, NANAMI, geto, choso, sukuna, (kny) TENGEN, RENGOKU, sanemi, (aot) jean, EREN, ERWIN, connie, (tokyo rev) mikey, kakucho, DRAKEN, HANMA, TAIJU, baji, ran, rindou, (marvel) MIGUEL O'HARA, steve rogers, bucky barnes, any of your favs! ♡

© 2023 demiesworld. please do not repost to any other websites without my granted permission.

[kultofkorii]

− Tired

✎ your fav x reader

♦︎summary: your boyfriend is tired after a long day, and tries to convince you to come to bed

♦︎word count: 300+

♦︎warnings: none, short

Men who like to hug you from behind while you're busy. Their scent overwhelming you and simultaneously calming you. You can feel their chest against you back, rising and falling with each breath they take. Their warm arms wrapped around your waist, snugly, as if they were make to be placed there. Your face shifts to an expression of amusement, mind being taken off of your current task.

,,and just what do you think you're doing, Sir?,,

,,mmm... just seeing what you're up to, was getting lonely without you,, His husky voice sending vibrations through your upper back and chest. From the low pitch of his voice alone, you could tell he was about five minutes from collapsing in exhaustion.

,,you sound tired baby, why haven't you gone to bed yet?,, You questioned him, but continued with your task at hand. You felt him squeeze lightly at your waist, rubbing small circles where one of his hands rest on your stomach. You release a content hum, relaxing every more into his hold.

,,come t' bed with me, please?,, He rasps out, anyone who didn't know him well, wouldn't be able to notice the whine in his voice. You take pride in how much you know your man, quirks, ambitions and all, there was nothing he could do that would get past you.

Not even his light manipulation; he knew the affect his voice laced with sleep had on you. Knew you couldn't resist him, especially when he was in the mood for cuddles which was few and far between.

,,okay, just let me finish this and I'll be right with you-,, he cut you off, pulling you impossibly closer to his body, as if trying to fuse you into becoming one.

,,you can finish t'morrow, you always over work 'ya self,, His words began to slur together, his tiredness getting the better of him. You supposed it would be better to abide by his wishes, before he falls asleep where you both stand and traps you here; a common occurrence.

,,alright big guy, come on, you win,, Your hand intertwines with his as you pull him with you to your shared bedroom. Your eyes growing heavy as you make your way to that sweet mattress where you could bundle up with your love under warm comforters.

♦︎note: This is really me just testing out the waters before I really start writing. I haven't written in a long time, so I'd really love if you all would send me any requests you have! 😊

[xxsugarbones]

No thoughts, head empty. Just thinking about him licking and sucking on your tiddies when he’s had a bad day because just being smothered in your boobs, tasting you and breathing you in, all while your thick thighs straddle his lap, is the best pick me up he could ever ask for. 🫶🏼

Levi, Jean, Tengen, HEAVY ON SANEMI, Satoru, Suguru, Kento, Tomura, Dabi, Aizawa, Akira + ur faves

[shaisuki]

📌 day twenty: cnc + sanemi shinazugawa

he's the reason why your mama tells you don't trust strangers and you hold your mama her warnings. nothing comes good from a man like him.

and when you walk in the street alone, a hand grabs you. covering your mouth with his hand and being pinned in the wall. you were too trusting, unaware of your surroundings that anytime that even a girl like you will fall to a stranger your mama talks you about.

the purple irises of his eyes are pretty if it wasn't for the bloodshot eyes that is staring at your own misty eyes ridden with fear. a crazed smirk in his lips as he relished on your frightened state.

“didn't someone tell you that you shouldn't walk alone cause people like me are around to take pretty things like you.” laughing maniacally at you. his hand went to grab your throat, giving it a squeeze and you clawed at his arms in defense. he only sneers at your feeble attempts of fighting him. he didn't even budge nor react.

the clothes that acts as your barrier didn't last. being teared in his rough hands. he licks his lips at the exposed skin of his victim. enjoying the tears that were streaming down your fear stricken face.

he's lucky tonight. picking such voluptuous beauty for him to tear apart. oh such lovely creature you are. the roundness of your face, the ample breasts you carry and that squishy stomach of yours being littered by stretch marks. you were truly marvelous and he wonders what other pretty parts you hide under your clothes.

a drool flows out from the corner of his mouth. salivating at the sight of your clothed cunt. you were dripping wet. it was evident from the wet patch of your panties after he pried your thick thighs open.

“fucking bitch, getting wet at a stranger pinning her. you want to get ruined at this alleyway? of course, you does.” laughing haphazardly at you. “slut.” he mutters and his fingers lodged between your thighs. rubbing your clothed cunt bulging in the tightness of your panties. “what no?” he chuckles darkly.

“you're saying no when you're moaning like a bitch. fucking pathetic. i bet you wanting something more besides this fingers of mine. you want the real deal. i'll show you the real deal, sweetheart.”

he pushes your panties aside before tapping his cock between your slit. cursing under his breath before his tip is slowly entering your tight hole that had been drooling.

“—nemi!”

amusement dances in his face. “you're breaking character, sweetheart.” sanemi leans down to you. pulling your soft body against his rock hard muscles. body littered with scars. his hot breath fanning your face and it just made you wetter at the sound of his voice.

“i'm going to fuck this slutty pussy of yours before letting you go, for now — feel this cock breeding you.” a wide smirk in his face before pushing his whole length inside your awaiting hole.

“fun's starting now, my love.”

[sanemislittledemon]

Teaching you a lesson

what happens when Sanemi overhears a group of demon slayers talking bad about you and after he goes to find you. He has to teach you to love yourself.

Sanemi X plus size reader

MDNI

Warnings : NSFW, body image issues, bullying, body shaming, extreme dirty talk, Sanemis foul mouth, mild breeding kink

Sanemi was coming but from a long day from training, the sun was setting in the distance making the light glow from this sweat soaked skin, accentuating his scar ridden body. His ears perked up with he heard his girlfriends name from the group of younger demon slayers when he was turning a corner, Sanemi quickly moved back as to not be noticed “who the fuck was talking about my girl?”he asked clearly irritated

“did you see that girl that hangs around lord Shinazugawa?” one of them said “yeah! Why would a hashira hang around a girl like that when he could have anyone he wanted” another scoffs “she’s so fucking big! Like a cow, I bet he’s just with her because he pities her” one says causing the group to laugh and make vulgar hand gestures.

Sanemi feels the veins in his forehead pop and his body ran cold then fiery hot. Before he knew what he was doing, he was already behind the three younger slayers “the hell did you just say?” he asked his voice like cold death making the three jump “l-lord Shinazugawa when did you get back from your training?” the first asked

Sanemi grabbed him up by his uniform shirt “come again you little brat” he spat angrily before continuing “if I heard what I think I did, you brats are dead meat” all of the slayers wore a face of pure terror “lord Shinazugawa I-I don’t know what you thought you heard but I-I” the second one started but was cut off by the pissed off hashira “DON’T YOU DARE LIE TO ME YOU PISSANT” he yelled at the other slayers before shooting all three a look that made their blood run cold “I’ll kill you three right here” he says voice low

“Shinazugawa?” a voice came from behind the group making Sanemi shoot his head around ready to fight but his eyes fell on two fellow hashira the other that said his name, a short man with choppy black hair and a snake around his neck. one of his eyes blue and the other yellow, bandage wrapped around his mouth and wearing a black and white striped hoari.

The other hashira a women with pink hair tipped with green, a uniform top similar to his own and green striped socks “the hell are you two doing here?” Sanemi asks

“we could be asking you the same thing Shinazugawa, what are you doing to these three?” Obanai the serpent hashira asks making Sanemi turn his hand back to the three one hand still fisted in one of their uniforms “teaching these idiots a lesson” he growls before snapping his hand back to the hashira “they dared to badmouth my woman” he finished

“you mean Y/N?” Mitsuri the love hashira asks

Obanai sighs “Shinazugawa, I know you’re angry but we can’t afford to lose anymore demon slayers” he walks to Sanemis side followed by Mitsuri “what did they say about Y/N? She’s so cute! Who would talk down about her!” she squeals in her normal obsessive manner while blushing ear to ear.

Sanemi feels his grip tighten “I don’t want to repeat it but I think you can guess” he replies darkly making the serpent hashira nod in understanding but the love hashira is still confused “I don’t get it” she whispers to Obanai making the man sigh “we’ll talk later”

“p-please lord Shinazugawa, we didn’t mean anything by it” the third person says clearly scared

The man in question snaps his head back, his dark eyes got impossibly darker “these two just saved your sorry life’s, but if I hear anything again” he cut himself off before dropping the slayers on the ground, taking his wooden sword and breaking it while swinging at the three demon slayers, knocking them out. “Shinazugawa, you didn’t have to do that” Obanai says to the man, who throws the broken hilt down before replying “next time I’ll destroy them”

Mitsuri was still concerned “Shinazuawa, what ever those people said please don’t let it make you love Y/N any less” she said with a burning passion in her eyes, typical for the love hashira. Sanemi looks down at the three with a sadness flashing in his eyes “that would never happen” he replies with a low voice before running in the direction of the wind estate.

Sanemi ran faster than he probably should have catching the attention of passing demon slayers with the look of confusion on their faces but he didn’t care the only thing he cared about in that moment was getting to his princess. The only person that brought him joy besides his little brother genya of course.

He should have seen it, the way the other lower ranking demon slayers were treating her. Sanemi finally put the pieces together in his head about why she never wanted to do things out in public with him or the other hashira.

He storms into the wind estate with a fiery rage but it’s not directed at his sweet and beautiful girlfriend but at those damned no names and himself for letting her suffer in silence like this.

She was been hurt by these other demon slayers and he was too stuck up his own ass to see it. Sanemi runs through the wind estate looking desperately for her until he found their bedroom, he pulls the door open to discover Y/N standing in front of their full length mirror, staring at her mostly naked form with tear stained cheeks.

She notices him quickly “Sanemi, what are you doing home?!” she yelled at the man as she’s trying to cover her body with her discarded uniform.

Sanemis eyes bloodshot with anger as his eyes rake over her rounded figure barely covered by the uniform she’s holding to her skin, the scene before him rips a growl from his chest.

The man slams the door shut before storming over to her, his towering figure making Y/N’s breath stop for a moment. She jumps when Sanemi puts his hands on her hips, gripping them tightly while he pulls her to their bed “sit” he commands letting go of her and walking back to the mirror picking it up to move it in front of them.

Sanemi glances back to her “if you take your eyes off this mirror you will be punished, understood?” he asks in a calming manner that made a shiver go down her spine but Y/N nods in response.

Sanemi then drops to his knees, pushing her to lean back on the bed, he starts to kiss slowly up her thighs “beautiful” he mumbles into her skin.

The man leaves marks as he moves closer to her heat, slowly kissing and licking. Y/N is forced to watch herself in the mirror as the man paints her skin in purple marks and whispers praise into her rounded thighs before making his way to her stomach “fuck baby, so soft” he groans

“ I’m going to mark every part of your perfect fucking body “

Sanemi bites into your skin making his way up to her breasts leaving marks around them but making sure never to touch her sensitive buds.

Kisses his way to her neck leaving a mark there that has Y/N shaking “S-Sanemi please” she moans out weakly. The man finally pulls back looking down at the art he’s made of her body, marks littering her skin “fuck baby” he moans slowly moving his eyes across her fucked out body. Sanemi then backs away completely and she watched through the mirror has he moves in behind her moving her body so she’s laying against his chest forcing her legs to spread with his own exposing her core to them both.

Her eyes move over her body taking in all of the marks the man left on her skin from her plush thighs to full hips and stomach to her breasts. “embarrassing” she whispers earning a swift smack on the thigh “I will not allow you to insult something that is mine” he replies then moves his hand down her body. His eyes dropping between her legs through the mirror

Her core glistening “your slutty fucking body is too honest” he laughs as he drags his finger tips up her core. Sanemis eyes lock with hers through the mirror while he continues rubbing up and down her core without ever touching her clit “P-Please Sanemi” she begs while bucking her hips into his hand making him stop.

The man brings his fingers to her lips and roughly pushes them inside “you are going to take what the fuck I give you, understood” he growls and uses his other arm to smack her plush thigh.

Sanemi pulls he’s fingers free bringing them down to her breast circling one of her hard buds ripping a moan from her throat that makes his cock throb against her back. Sanemi grinds into her “you fucking feel how hard you make me?” he moans into her neck

Sanemi keeps grinding his hips into her as he removes his hand from her breast, bringing it back down to her core. She’s panting against him, shivers rack her body as he rubs her gently before letting his fingers find her entrance circling it teasing and making a whimper come out of her lips and her legs to shake.

He grabs her face with his other hand making her look down at his fingers through the mirror as he puts two fingers inside making her moan loudly.

“fuck yourself on my fingers like a good girl”

Y/N let’s out a sigh as she works her hips against Sanemis hand, feeling his thick rough fingers go deep inside her core. “fuck baby I’ve barely touched you and you’re this wet?” Sanemi moans locking his eyes with hers. His eyes dark and possessive “I can’t wait to feel you wrapped around my cock” he says taking the lead and fucking his fingers into her faster making embarrassing noises fill the room.

Palm rubbing her clit as he fucked his fingers into her, curling them at just the right moment hitting her weak spot, making her throw her head back against his shoulder “what did I tell you” he growled before forcing her head back into place. Eyes opened looking at how the flush from her face stretched down to her chest, eyes focused on how her chest heaves and her stomach clenches from the pleasure Sanemis fingers were giving her.

Suddenly the man spreads them inside of her opening her up slightly, stretching her for something bigger, the thought has her drooling “look at this pretty fucking cunt” he growls in her ear his hot breath ghosting over her neck making her shiver in his arms.

“going to cum for me?” Sanemi asks as he fucks his fingers in her deeply making the woman whine unable to answer. Sanemi smirks and curls his fingers hitting her sweet spot “then watch yourself release all over my hand” he commanded and with that her stomach tightened as pleasure overtook her, they both watched as liquid spilled over his hand and the mirror leaving her panting in his arms.

Y/N slowly moved her eyes up to meet his only to see the shock and arousal reflected there. “fuck baby, I didn’t know you had that in you” he marveled as he pulled his fingers free moving them up to his mouth, she watched as he took them in and sucked all of her essence off of them. Their eyes locking in the mirrors reflection, Sanemis eyes sharp but his pupils were blown with lust 

“don’t worry baby I’m not done yet” he moved his legs so she could move, Sanemi guided her to the floor on her knees, the man made a show of slowly removing his belt and unbuttoning his pants.

He pulled them down just enough for his cock to spring free, it’s big with a thick vein running up the underside of it, her mouth waters as pre-cum beads at the tip.

Smirking Sanemi says “go on you know you want it” before he guides it to her waiting mouth, circling it before pushing the tip in. Y/N closed her mouth around it and sucks ripping a moan from the man above her, Sanemi tastes salty from training but that just makes her core throb with need.

Y/N tries to take him deeper into her throat what she can’t fit she uses her hand, jacking him off in time with her mouth, paying extra attention to the vein on the underside of his cock making the man groan loudly and rub his hand through her hair just the way she likes it.

“fuck that’s enough baby” he groans pulling her off his cock and into his lap, kissing her deeply and rubbing his tip against her slit.

He nips her bottom lip gently before grabbing her hips tightly and filling her up completely with his cock making her scream in both pleasure and slight pain from his size. Sanemi wastes go time in fucking deeply into her so deep she swears she can feel his tip kiss her cervix.

“so fucking tight” he moans into her mouth as he grips her hips harder and forcing her down on his cock while fucking his hips up into her making her whole body shake.

Sanemi releases her mouth opting to lick at her breasts sucking more marks into them before taking a bud in his mouth licking and sucking on it hard while he sets a punishing pace with his thrusts.

She feels her stomach tighten with pleasure as he abuses her sweet spot “that’s it baby, take my fucking cock” he groans licking her hard bud making her scream

“louder! Make all of them hear how good I make this pussy feel” he moans into her skin

At his words she feels pleasure shoot up her spine as she cums around his cock as Sanemi fucks into her harder before cumming inside feeling her with his warmth. But before she was able to catch her breath Sanemi flips her over onto her knees, pushing into her again making her scream with the overwhelming pleasure.

The man sets a punishing pace making sure she takes every inch of him as he reaches forward to grab her hair in his fist pulling her face off the bed so he can hear her beautiful moans.

Sanemi leans forward to bite at her neck “have you learnt your lesson?” he asks with a growl in his throat

“w-what lesson?” she asked breathlessly

Sanemi bites her neck harder making her whimper “listening to options from assholes that don’t matter” he says between thrusts “i better not ever see you thinking negative about something that’s mine again, understood?” he asks as he smacks her rounded asscheek

“Fuck! Take my fucking cum” he moans

That sends her over the edge cumming for the third time as he quickly follows filling her to the brim with his warmth. The couple stays like this while they catch their breath, panting and covered in sweat.

Sanemi was the first to move, slowing pulling out of her letting the woman fall onto her stomach beneath him. Sanemi sits up running a hand through his sweaty hair “fuck, I went overboard” he says

He moves her over to her back taking in her fucked out face and the flush that runs down her neck “are you okay, baby?” he asks Y/N doesn’t trust her voice so she just nods he smiles down at his beautiful girl as he rubs his hand across her cheek “how did I ever get go lucky?” he asks making the woman blush

“come on, let me hold you before bathing” he says before moving off the bed putting the mirror back in place and picking up Y/N and putting her back on the pillows, she normally would protest but her body wouldn’t let her put up a fight with the hashira.

He moves in beside her cuddling her to his chest “we may have a brat in a few months” he comments making her blink up at him before the realization hit but too tired to yell at him so she decided to ignore him making a mental note to stop by the butterfly estate in a few weeks before letting sleep take her, Sanemi smiles “I wont let anyone hurt either of you” he promises

[itsmeteiiteii]

Things that your favorite character would say to you...

If you were far away from them.

HQ: Bokuto Kotaro, TSUKISHIMA KEI, Sakusa Kiyoomi, OIKAWA TORU, Ryu Tanaka, Iwaizumi Hajime, OSAMU MIYA, Suna Rintarou.

BNHA: Dabi, Hawks, BAKUGOU, Ejiro Kirishima, SERO HANTA.

KNY: Rengoku Kyojuro, SANEMI, Tomioka Gyuu, INOSUKE.

JJK: Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, TODO AOI, YUJI ITADORI, sukuna.

Basically you fav character ♡

[everlastingleuthymia]

I love himmmmm , his in thee mood

[sweetbearbakery]

CAN I GET UHHHHH large peach cupcake w/ powdered sugar… aaand… akaza and/or sanemi demon slayer. also dubcon would be great 🙏

One bed trope with NEW Bf!Sanemi

Summary: A nervous and virgin!Bf!Sanemi who has never dated before. Thinking that sharing a bed with is NEW and FIRST lover shouldn't be a problem, right?

Pairing: Bf!Sanemi X Chubby!reader

Content: Smut, Swearing, Some fluff, Tit grabbing, Oral (f! receiving), virgin!Sanemi, Teasing, and just a very loving and slightly feral Sanemi.

Word count: 505

Thank you for the lovely request Anon! <3

Bf!Sanemi who has never shared a bed alone with anyone, let alone cuddled.

Bf!Sanemi  who lays on the very edge of the bed at first because he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable.

Bf!Sanemi who secretly loves it when you lay your head on his or on his shoulder

Bf!Sanemi  who asked if he could lay his head on your thighs “just once” because of how plushy they looked

Bf!Sanemi  who gets shamefully embarrassed when he gets hard when you first called him ‘Semi”

Bf!Sanemi  Who is shy when it comes to intimacy because he's a virgin. Barely ever having time to please himself due to the corps and his missions. 

Bf!Sanemi  Who has tried to kiss you before but ended up leaving small pecks on your cheek before running off to the training grounds. 

Bf!Sanemi Who gets a bit flustered when you ask to cuddle. He tries his best, he doesn't really know how to cuddle anyway.

Bf!Sanemi Who is somehow now laying his head on your thighs while you play with his hair.

Bf!Sanemi Who once he first got consent, started to kiss your thighs when lying on them. Changing the way he was laying down to slightly burying his head in the plush of your thighs.

Bf!Sanemi  Who got somewhat startled when you placed your feet on the side of his shoulder while his face was buried in your thighs. Mischievously spreading your own legs a bit so he could see a bit of your pink, soaked through panties. 

Bf!Sanemi Who started to get painfully hard when you slid your hand between your legs and pushed the fabric aside to reveal your pussy, glistening with your own wetness.

Bf!Sanemi  Who blushed furiously as you looked down at him with a smile. Your other hand playing with his hair as you asked “Semi?” Fuck….that name again. “Semi, do you wanna touch me?...Please Semi....”

Bf!Sanemi  Who almost fucking loses it as he shoots up and starts to kiss you, sliding his knee between your push thighs. Grinding his knee on your pussy to tease you

Bf!Sanemi  Who puts one hand on your stomach and starts to leave small pinches on your plush skin while he slips his tongue into your mouth. He didn’t care anymore.

Bf!Sanemi Who you can tell is inexperienced and sloppy as he starts to kiss down your body, lightly biting the plush of your breast. His hand traveling up from your stomach to squeeze your tits. Who also started biting his lip as he watched the plush of your breast squish in between his fingers. Groaning at the sighting of your hard nipples.

Bf!Sanemi Who in no time was buried in between your legs, eating you out like a starved dog. Grabbing the fat of your thighs to hold you still. Just going at it, it was sloppy and all over the place but, fuck….it felt so good.

[venny-the-chubbyblack-writer]

Title: A Sweet Christmas 🎄

Sanemi x chubby black reader

Warnings: none just a lot of silliness

The warm scent of gingerbread wafted through the cozy kitchen as you carefully piped white icing onto the roof of your gingerbread house. Your tongue peeked out slightly in concentration, and your brow furrowed as you tried to keep the lines straight. It was a cozy Christmas Eve, and the snowstorm outside had blanketed the world in white, leaving you and Sanemi in a perfect little bubble of warmth.

Sanemi Shinazugawa, your infuriating but lovable husband, stood across from you at the counter. His muscular arms were crossed, a single eyebrow raised as he scrutinized his own lopsided creation. His scarred hands, more accustomed to wielding a sword than a piping bag, were covered in streaks of green and red icing.

��How the hell are you so good at this?” he asked, his gruff voice tinged with a rare trace of awe.

You glanced up, unable to hide your smirk. “It’s called patience, Sanemi. You should try it sometime.”

He snorted, his lips twitching into a grin. “I’ve got plenty of patience—just not for this.”

You laughed, the sound bright and warm in the quiet kitchen. “You’ve got plenty of patience for eating the candy, though,” you teased, pointing to the steadily dwindling pile of gumdrops on his side of the counter.

“Yeah, well, they’re better off in my stomach than on this disaster,” he shot back, gesturing to his gingerbread house, which was precariously leaning to one side.

Shaking your head, you returned to your work. You loved these quiet moments with Sanemi, where the weight of the world seemed to disappear, leaving only the two of you in your little corner of happiness.

Just as you were about to add a gumdrop chimney to your house, you felt a cold, sticky blob of icing land on your cheek.

“Sanemi!” you gasped, turning to see him holding a piping bag, a mischievous glint in his stormy gray eyes.

“What?” he said innocently, though the smirk on his face betrayed him.

“You did not just—”

Before you could finish, he squeezed the bag again, this time splattering a line of green icing across your forehead.

“Oh, it’s war now,” you declared, grabbing your own piping bag.

Sanemi’s grin widened, but he didn’t back down. “Bring it, sweetheart.”

You aimed for his chest, squeezing the bag hard and hitting him squarely with a glob of red icing. He barked out a laugh, wiping at the mess with his hand.

“That all you’ve got?” he taunted.

You didn’t respond—instead, you turned and ran, laughing as you darted around the kitchen island.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he growled playfully, already rounding the corner to cut you off.

“Far away from your messy ass!” you called over your shoulder, your laughter ringing through the kitchen.

Sanemi lunged, but you dodged, grabbing a handful of powdered sugar from the counter and tossing it at him. A cloud of white dust settled over his hair and shoulders, making him look like a very disgruntled snowman.

“You’re dead, (Y/N),” he said, his voice low and full of mock menace.

You squealed as he chased you, his long strides quickly closing the gap. Before you could escape, his strong arms wrapped around your waist, lifting you off the ground.

“Gotcha,” he said smugly, spinning you around as you shrieked with laughter.

“Sanemi, put me down!”

“Not a chance,” he replied, his grin wide as he carried you back to the counter. He set you down gently but didn’t release you, his arms caging you in as he leaned close.

His face was inches from yours, his breath warm against your skin. You could feel the heat radiating from his body, and despite the sticky icing and powdered sugar covering both of you, the moment felt oddly intimate.

“You’re a menace,” you said breathlessly, looking up into his piercing eyes.

“And you love it,” he shot back, his voice low and teasing.

Before you could retort, he leaned in and kissed you, his lips soft and warm against yours. The world seemed to fade away, leaving only the sensation of his mouth moving against yours.

When he pulled back, his grin was softer, more genuine. “You’ve got icing everywhere,” he murmured, brushing a thumb across your cheek.

“So do you,” you replied, laughing as you reached up to wipe at the streak of red on his nose.

He chuckled, pressing another quick kiss to your lips before finally stepping back.

The two of you returned to your gingerbread houses, though the competitive edge was gone, replaced by an easy camaraderie. You helped Sanemi rebuild his leaning house, guiding his hands as he carefully placed the candy decorations.

By the time you were finished, the kitchen was a disaster zone, with icing smeared across the counters and powdered sugar dusting the floor. But the two of you couldn’t stop laughing as you admired your creations.

“Not bad,” Sanemi said, eyeing his newly upright house.

“Not bad at all,” you agreed, leaning into his side.

He wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you close. “Thanks for making this fun,” he said softly, his voice uncharacteristically tender. “I don’t usually care about this holiday stuff, but… you make it special.”

Your heart swelled at his words, and you turned to press a kiss to his cheek. “You’re not so bad yourself, Shinazugawa.”

He grinned, squeezing your side. “Damn right I’m not.”

As the snowstorm raged outside, you and Sanemi sat together at the counter, sharing the leftover candy and sipping hot cocoa. The night was filled with warmth, laughter, and love—proof that even in the chaos, the sweetest moments were the ones you shared together.

Sorry this is so late I was a little to busy with party’s 😭

[bwabys-scenarios]

NSFW

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

———————

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

[chaibewriting]

A DOLLAR MAKE 'IM HOLLER (pt. three)

yandere! gang leader! sanemi shinazugawa x chubby! black! fem! reader x yandere! gang leader! katsuki bakugou

masterlist. part one. part two.

-> NOTES: my bad y'all, didn't mean to take so long with this part, but life was happening, however, i'm somewhat pleased with the way that this turned out and I hope that this chapter was worth the wait, the next chapter will be even more of a conundrum. be on the look out for that one soon because I've already started writin' it. -> WARNINGS: threatening messages, unknown numbers, stalking, manipulation. -> WORD COUNT: 5.2k

FALLING asleep after such experiencing such a terrifying chain of events was no easy fret, however, you managed to somehow fall into a dreamless sleep. Perhaps you were outwardly glad to not be back alone at your apartment and your long time best friend sleeping beside you managed to put you at ease. You were grateful for her and Tanjiro, they had come rushing to your aid as soon as you’d called out for them. Asking for assistance or help of any kind was a bit of a struggle for you at times, especially considering how you were raised.

As the sun began to rise, revealing itself through the window of Nezuko’s bedroom, you stirred in your sleep and slowly opened your eyes, lids fluttering as they adjust to your surroundings. To your surprise and sudden realization, Nezuko had scooted closer to you in her sleep and wrapped an arm protectively around your waist with her cheek squished against your back, effectively spooning you from behind. Fortunately, it was a rather cold season so the extra warmth was welcomed, even if it was by surprise. Then again, Nezuko always had a tendency to be a bit of a cuddle bug in her sleep, you had learned to live with it, finding it somewhat endearing.

Carefully, you lifted her arm just a smidge, enough to slip from her hold and sit up, then carefully tucked the pillow you’d been laying your head on under her arm, which she immediately cuddled to her chest.

When your feet touched the floor on the side of the bed, you sighed, reaching up to rub at your temples for a moment of clarity. The memories of the previous day were coming back to you slowly, but still all equally frightening. Suddenly, you look towards the nearby dresser where you recently left your phone and something /told/ you to get up and look at it. Your intuition screamed for you to, and so, you do exactly that, relatively slowly but you still manage to stand up and shuffle towards the dresser. Sharply inhaling, you snatch up your phone, and thanks to oh-so-wonderful technology and its ability to detect motion, your screen flashed on and previews of notifications appeared, one new message waiting to be read. After unlocking your phone you hesitated for a moment's time, but your finger betrayed you as you opened the message to full-screen and nearly vomited after reading what you’d been sent. Squeezing the device in your hand, you were sure that if you were any stronger you would have crushed it in your hands.

Nothing had prepared you when there was a sudden blare of an alarm behind you, causing you to yelp and nearly jump a foot off the ground, dropping your phone in the process.

Fucking Apple alarms…

Rising like a vampire from a coffin, Nezuko sits up straight in her bed and yawns, scratching at the back of her neck and grunting when she realizes some hair had slipped from the bonnet she was wearing (something you had so graciously gifted her last Christmas). You were frozen, still processing the threatening message and calming your racing heartbeat after being frightened by Nezuko’s alarm, and when she finally turned it off, your shoulders drooped, followed by a silent sigh.

Once she finally took note of your standing form, your back still facing her, Nezuko squinted and rubbed her eyes with the back of her hands before she said your name, voice laced with worry.

“Y/N…? What are you doing standing up? Did something happen?”

Her question brings you back down to reality enough for you to finally squat down and retrieve your unscathed phone from the floor, silently moving to her side of the bed to hand the device to her.

Fortunately, the screen hadn’t locked and the message in its entirety stayed clearly displayed and allowed for the brunette to read what you were showing her. There was nothing but silence on her end as she stared down at your phone, gripping it nearly as tightly as you had when you’d first read the text. The silence was deafening as she did nothing but stare at your phone for a few minutes, obviously deep in thought seeing how her brows were knitted in the middle of her forehead and her lips were pursued in a focused pout.

When she finally did something, she inhaled sharply and turned your phone screen off, setting it face down on the bed while she pinched and massaged the bridge of her nose.

“You’re staying with me until things blow over, and I won’t take ‘no’ for an answer, Y/N. This has just gotten a whole lot creepier.” She finally said, dropping her hand and turning her head to look at you. Staring back at her, you pondered her words, rubbing at your arm in a moment of deep thought. Once again, you didn’t wish to be babied but right now, you were glad that she was offering for you to stay with her. You weren’t sure if you’d be able to step foot in your apartment right now, let alone go back to staying there /alone./

Nezuko promptly waited for you to start putting on a strong front, ready for a debate about your safety, but she was surprised when you slowly nodded your head, no words leaving your mouth. Your reaction caused a frown to appear on her face as she stood up and walked towards you, opening her arms and beckoning you to her. Carefully, you went to snake your arms around her waist and she hugged you back, squeezing you in a gentle way that always had the tendency to make you feel safe.

…

Thanks to this new development, you didn’t feel up to going to work today which led to you having to call your second-in-command at the restaurant— Pony. You didn’t give too much detail, knowing that she would start to worry for your safety, and instead said you just needed a couple days to break. Luckily, she understood and said to take all the time you needed to before the phone call had ended. Now, you were seated at the dining table in the kitchen of Nezuko’s house, slowly consuming the breakfast that she and you had conjured up together. You’d showered, done your hygiene routine, and got dressed before coming out to eat, even if your appetite was nowhere to be found. Nezuko soon joined you and took a seat across from you at the table, eager to start scarfing down the food in front of her, she always did have quite the appetite.

“Wanna come to work with me?”

Your friend suddenly asked, shifting some rice and rolled egg around on her plate. You looked up from your plate and thought about her suggestion. If she were to leave the house, you’d be left alone again. To your thoughts, to your fears, and to everything in-between. Such thoughts caused you to start chewing at your bottom lip, nearly ripping some skin off in doing so. It took a bit of arranging of said thoughts before you were able to exhale before nodding your head, finally speaking up for the first time since you’d woken up.

“Sure… I don’t think I’ll be able to stay here alone all-day, at least if I go to work with you I can help around and keep my mind busy.” It sounded more like you were trying to convince yourself than giving reason to her but she simply smiled and nodded at your words. But then a thought came to mind on your end once you realized a bit of an issue that made the hairs stand on the back of your neck. “I think— I’m gonna have to go back to my apartment to pick up some more clothes, I didn’t pack much.”

Such words caused Nezuko to pause and stare down at her plate for a moment, tapping the ends of her chopsticks against the porcelain while she thought. And then she seemed to have a plan come to fruition as she went back to eating nonchalantly.

“We can just call Mirko then, I’m sure she’ll come running if we tell her what’s going on.”

“Ugh, and she’ll probably come with a lecture about me missing her and Mitsuri’s self-defense classes.” You murmured, already hearing what the woman would say to you as soon as she caught wind of what was going on in your life currently.

This caused your best friend to only laugh and shake her head, deciding that she should finish off her breakfast before the day would continue on.

Nezuko was the one to make the call since you didn’t have any desire to touch your phone at the moment, still a bit spooked by the threatening message, rightfully so. The two of you had plopped down onto the couch in the living room as the phone rang, waiting for your enthusiastic friend to answer on her end.

“Nezu? What’s got you callin’ so early? Need me to come and do some heavy lifting at the shop?” Her somewhat raspy voice asked, nothing but energy in her tone, along with the sound of something in the background. It sounded like she was lifting weights. Typical.

“Hey Mir'! No no, there’s no need for that, but I do have another request, or I guess I should say /we/ have a request. Are you busy right now?”

The sound of movement on the other end, as well as a groan was heard before Mirko sighed out a reply. “Nope. Whatcha need?” The brunette then looked at you, silently urging you to go on and say something. With a gulp, you mentally prepared for whatever Mirko would say next, and with a shaky greeting you gave a brief summary of the things that happened and what ‘request��� you were making for her.

…

Once you were done, probably putting in a few more details than necessary, the other line was silent, almost as if the woman’s brain was processing all of what you’d said—- which was more than likely the truth.

And then, with a sharp inhale she spoke up.

“Y/N…” She started by saying your name in a scolding manner, making you freeze up and squeeze your eyes shut, waiting for what was to come next.

“Why did you keep this a secret for so long?! You should have told someone! That’s so goddamn creepy and weird! Of course I’ll come and escort you too! I swear to Bugz Bunny if I get my hands on that stalkery piece of shit I’ll grind 'em into protein power 'n make them into a motherfucking shake. I’m comin’ over right now.” Mirko rambled, you could already hear her moving around swiftly, you could even hear people calling out to her when she shoved them aside to get out of her way.

“Gimme like ten— no, fuck that, give me five minutes.” She stated before ending the call, you could only imagine what kind of laws she would probably break to get there.

Mirko was right, it didn't take her ten minutes to get to Nezuko's place, in fact, it took her a record breaking amount of three..that woman is a terrifying force to be reckoned with. That was something unspoken but her getting here in such a short time frame further solidifies that fact. And before you knew it, she was sitting at the table with you and Nezuko, finishing off whatever the two of you hadn't finished eating. You still don't know how it happened, it was almost like she'd teleported into the dining room, but you knew better not to question it and just go with the flow.

"So, do you think you know the stalker? Maybe it's an old classmate or something." Mirko began, enjoying a spoonful of rice as she glanced between you and Nezuko with curiosity. "Classmate? Huh. That would make a lot of sense, there were a couple of weirdos that used to smell your hair and stuff when you weren't looking." Nezuko added, starting to sip some tea from her mug. You glanced towards her with a baffled look, this was the first time you'd heard of this. "Eh!? Since when?! You never told me that???"

The woman coughed nervously and waved her hand around. "I didn't wanna worry you, plus they only did it once, then I told Tanjiro about what happened and he took care of the rest."

Both you and Mirko stopped everything you were doing and looked at your brunette friend, staring her down as she smiled and continued to nonchalantly enjoy her tea. Then, you looked at one another before giving each other a look that spoke millions of words.

"Scary..."

...

Fortunately, Mirko's presence aided in soothing you both, she was a tiny little thing but had the spitfire of at least one hundred great beasts with a smile that often set your worries aside. And in no time, with her help and Nezuko's, you'd packed up about a week's worth of clothes for your stay at Nezuko's. It'd been a while since you had a roommate, but at least you'd feel a little safer and less at the mercy of whoever was trying to 'sweep you off your feet'.

After dropping your bag off at Nezuko's place, Mirko escorted the two of you to Nezuko's Flower Shop and she was on her way, repeatedly telling you both to call or text her if anything seems out of the ordinary or if either of you feel unsafe about something. Then, she left with as much enthusiasm as usual, leaving you and Nezuko to busy yourselves with the daily tasks of running a flower shop. Nezuko was glad to have you to help her along, making it easier for her to open a little earlier than usual. If there was one thing you knew for sure about Nezuko and her work was that she was very serious about her craft and she was constantly busy, all for good reason. You were glad you had her to keep your mind busy and away from staying back to the immediate danger that was revealing it's ugly head every time you thought about it. You'd even made it a point to tuck your phone away into one of the desk drawer's in the little office Nezuko had in the back of the shop. One thing you hadn't expected was for the shop to be so busy with people, which you usually didn't have a problem with. But you couldn't help the feeling in the back of your mind, what if you're stalker knew where you were right now? What if they were one of the customers coming in today? The idea made you anxious but you tried to keep your nerves under wraps, helping Nezuko wrap bouquets and ringing up customers at the register. Everything would be alright, nothing out of the ordinary.

...

"I can't fucking BELIEVE she's friends with a goddamn cop. You sure we don't have him in our pocket?" The passionate, browless man asked as he paced around the carpeted floor in front of his partner's desk, clearly irritated about the build up of recent events involving their romantic life. His blond counterpart sighed from where he was, looking at him blankly through the lenses of his reading glasses. "How many times do I have to tell you that I already had shittyhair check? Stop gettin' freaked out. This ain't gonna change shit. It just means we gotta put the plan into motion a lil' earlier than we anticipated."

Sanemi stopped his pacing at that, turning to look at Katsuki with his permanent wide-eyed gaze. "And how the fuck are we gonna get the ball rollin'? D'you got some kinda masterplan you haven't told me about, man?"

The short answer was 'yes.' Katsuki made a show of explaining the bare minimum of the first step he decided to take and upon doing so, Sanemi gave his partner the side eye, clearly trying to see who would be the one to start off the man's plan. And since Sanemi's overwhelming presence was guaranteed to make their beloved piggy hightail it away, Katsuki decided upon himself to be the one to set things in motion. It was for the best with all things considered.

When would the plan start? That would depend on the one they currently have watching Y/N's every move at the moment.

If there was one thing you could appreciate about helping Nezuko out, it was the difference in smells; compared to wings and dipping sauces, the smell of flowers was a nice welcome. Alongside the calm and relaxing atmosphere, it seemed to put you at ease, even if just a little bit. It had put you in such a calmer space that when Nezuko suddenly ran out of the specific ribbon she used to tie up her special bouquets, you were quick to offer your services. But of course, Nezuko was a bit skeptical and protective.

"I could just close up for now and we can both head to the crafting store, shouldn't take too long if we speed walk—"

You cut her off with a shake of your head. "The least I can do is do this for you. It'll be fine, store's not even that far from here. Should take me just a few minutes to get there and back here, plus, I don't want to let some stalker make me become a recluse."

Naturally, Nezuko frowned at this, seeming to ponder your words as well as your safety, causing her to twirl a strand of hair around her finger. It was her way of fidgeting when she felt a deep sense of anxiety. Instinctively, you gently grabbed her hand, squeezing it with your own. She stopped fidgeting and looked at you with a pout, before sighing, her shoulders slumping as she accepted your offer. "Okay, okay... you're right, but, I don't want anything to happen to you, y'know?" She then let go of her own hair and huffed, pulling a hand away from yours before making a fist at the sky in a dorky movement. "That bastard's gonna pay when the time comes... Let me go get my purse."

Turning on her heels, she stepped away from you and went into the back of the shop, soon coming back with her wallet and a fistful of bills, as well as the tiniest bit of ribbon she had left to make it easier to find in the crafting store. And with that, you were off.

You almost felt like Dora with Nezuko making sure you had your phone and shit before she let you go out on your adventure. Where was Boots? The thought seemed to cheer you up a little as you stiffled a laugh, unknowing of a pair of electric yellow eyes and another set of onyx ones watching you from across the street over a cup of coffee they were nursing. They'd heard the entirety of you and Nezuko's conversation, thanks to the little bug they planted in the shop when the two of you were busy, and they were already informing their bosses of your movements.

Perhaps, walking to the crafting store was proving to take a little longer than you'd anticipated, but, at least you had a second to just wander around, and you felt a bit safe since the streets were somewhat busy with a sprinkle of traffic here and there, in the street and on the sidewalks. At least if your stalker *was* watching you right now they would be unable to do anything with all the witnesses around you, at least, you hoped that would be the case. Quickly, you shook your head, hoping a bit of physical deterrent would keep you out of falling into a pit in your mind, followed by a deep inhale and exhale.

With the crafting store in your sights, you picked up your pace, and much to your delight you were able to enter the store without any anxiety following in your footsteps. Entering, you chewed on your lip and debated on whether or not you wanted to spend a little time lollygagging in the holiday decorations or just go straight for the ribbons aisle. You chose the former, wandering over to the decorations to have a quick look around. It didn't hurt to start planning for decorating your franchise sometime soon, Halloween was coming up after all.

Perhaps... you got a little lost in the sauce as you were looking, giving a certain man ample time to speed his ass over to the crafting store you were located at and enter with a sense of determination in his stride.

How did you get caught in staring at a faux jack 'o lantern that lit up and sang a song from Night Before Christmas? You weren't sure exactly but it was mesmerizing enough for you to be oblivious to the threat that entered the store, clearly looking for something, looking out of place with his intimidating expression and permanent scowl. He began to slowly step forward, scanning the aisles as discreetly as he possibly could.

In that moment, you had finally tore your gaze away from the singing pumpkin and remembered your goal, you would come for decorations later. Stepping out of the aisle, you mindlessly started marching towards the general area of where the ribbon would most likely be, putting yourself in the sights of the man actively *hunting* you.

You had walked right past Katsuki and he instantly recognized you, his eyes following your every move as you made your way through the store. He soon followed in your strides, not even bothering to hide himself clearly following behind you and even turning to go down the same aisle as you. You'd yet to notice, too focused on getting the ribbon for Nezuko and then taking your leave.

As you headed down the aisle, you came across the section of ribbon and took out the sample Nezuko had given to you, making a quick scan around to try and find it as quickly as possible.

Now that Katsuki has found you, he paused, loitering about two yards away from you, staring at the abundance of yarn in front of him while still keeping you in his peripheral. He wasn't some acting fiend, but he knew how to speak to get things he wanted, usually with a bit of aggression but it always worked. Most times he would just swoop in and sink his claws into his desires, but he knew not to do that with you, he needed to truly think about this and not frighten you away.

After a moment of decision making, he plucked up some random skein of yarn and started casually approaching you, almost as if he was trying to get closer to get a better look at your features. Which wasn't hard to do considering the fact that there weren't many black people in this part of New Japan anyways.

“Knew I recognized ya. Long time no see, Miss /Hooters/.” The man says, standing behind you as you're squatted down and comparing the ribbon sample and another ribbon side by side. You paused what you were doing and narrowed your brows, obviously confused, before you stood up and turned to look at who was speaking to you. Soon, you came face to chest with the blond man who'd disrupted the peace at your restaurant some weeks ago. With a glance up, you were able to better recognize him, studying his striking features. It was difficult to forget his spikey, sharp hair and equally sharp carmine eyes, and you hated to admit it but he was attractive. You quickly raked your eyes over his form, taking note of his t-shirt, sweats, and sneakers. He was dressed casually this time around. Studying him further, you noticed the sleeve of tattoos on his right arm, along with the red yarn he had clenched in his hand, causing you to raise an eyebrow. He was watching you watch him, and you couldn't help but be suspicious.

"Is there a reason why you're talking to me right now? If you're looking for yarn recommendations, I can't help you. Sorry." You weren't really sorry, but you didn't know what this guy was capable of, something about him just screamed 'danger', not that you were the type to run away with your tail between your legs when threatened.

Even so, you looked away from him and glanced back down at the ribbons you were trying to compare. Nope. Wrong one. You huffed out of your nose and continued on your search, taking a few steps away from the man who'd decided to approach you. You plucked up another roll of ribbon and compared it to the sample, hoping to find it as quickly as possible so that you could leave and not be in the presence of this man anymore.

Katsuki continued to watch you, the gears turning in his head for a moment as he thought quickly on his feet. Slowly, he began to approach you again, keeping some needed distance between himself and you before he spoke again. "I know you'd rather continue with– whatever you're doin' but, I'm gonna use this coincidence to apologize on behalf of my friend. Didn't mean to disturb your place of work, he's just a piece of work and can be a little… *intense.*" He gruffly stated, watching as you kept up your search, back still turned towards him. That was one thing you weren't expecting from a man who looked angry all the time, an apology. Your brows furrowed as you looked back at him over your shoulder, thinking about what to do next. Then, you glanced back down at the yarn he was holding, deciding not to answer what he'd said, and instead changed the topic. Turning away, you nearly jumped for joy when you found the identical ribbon Nezuko used just in your sights, you grabbed the entire stock of them and sighed, standing up straight again.

"Do you knit or something?"

The question seemed to surprise him, and then he remembered what he'd grabbed as well as what aisle he was on. With quick thinking he answered.

"Nah, I'm more of a crocheter. Ran out of yarn so I came to stock up a little."

Glancing at him and then the singular skein, you looked back up at him and raised an eyebrow. "You came to buy just one skein? Hm. That's pretty goal-oriented, I respect your self-control."

He snickered at your comment (if only you knew) and then motioned to the numerous spools of ribbon you had in your hand. "Looks like you came to buy them out of their stock. You a ribbon dancer or somethin'?"

"Ha. Ha. No. I'm buying this for my friend's shop— which reminds me, I should probably get going before her hair turns grey from worrying." You'd stated, preparing to depart from the man and go pay for the ribbon. You commented and turned, beginning to head towards the check-out line, he fell in strides with you, not seeming to let you wander too far.

Noticing his presence, you look back at him and raise an eyebrow, with the spools of ribbon still in one hand, you put your free hand on your hip. “Is there a reason why you’re following me around like a puppy?”

“You should let me buy you dinner sometime. I don’t think it’s a coincidence that we’re both here. Might be fate.” He remarked, staring down at you with a gaze you couldn't read. The thought seemed to make you chuckle, raising an eyebrow at his cheesy words, though you somewhat admired his straightforward attitude. "If I didn't know any better it would sound like you're trying to ask me on a date even *after* you've already apologized. Is this how you usually pick up women?" Now, it was his turn to scoff and he flashed you a smile that regrettably caused your heart to flutter just a tad bit.

"Heh. Ya caught me. So… whaddya say?"

The person in front of you in the line stepped forward to start getting their things rung up and you stepped forward as well, pondering the man's offer before a realization came to mind. You were still on edge about having your apartment broken in, along with the weird messages, and this obvious gangster was flirting with you. Tanjiro was

going to do his job and you were safe for now, but what if… You looked at the unnamed man for a second, observing him a little closer as you thought things out. Maybe if you went on a date with this scary-looking gangster just once, the stalker would take a hint and go the fuck away. Then again, what if the stalker was possessive? That would mean, they would probably try and hurt this gangster guy in revenge, that would be a death sentence but it could work out in your favor, as dark and cold as that sounded. Perhaps the benefits outweigh the cons of going on a singular date with this guy.

"Next."

Snapped out of your whirl of thoughts by the voice of the cashier, you move to place the heap of ribbon onto the counter and the cashier starts ringing everything up. And just as you're about to use Nezuko's cash to pay, Mr. Carmine places his yarn down on the counter as well and holds his hand up to stop you from getting your cash. Instead, he inserts his debit card into the card reader before you can even protest. You could have stopped him, but you didn't, you simply tucked the cash away and gathered the ribbon after it'd been paid for. In silence, the two of you walked out of the crafting store side by side, and once outside, you finally broke the ice.

"Fine. Just one date though, and nothing else. And don't think I'll agree to anything else just because you paid for some ribbon." You shoved the spools into your pocket and then retrieved your phone from your other pocket. To your disdain, you had new messages from your stalker but you ignored them and opted for creating a new contact for him. "Give me your name and number. I'll text you later."

Your attempt to control the situation made Katsuki all the more infatuated with you but he simply agreed, giving you his full name, along with his number. Once you saved his information, you turned and walked away from him, heading back in the direction of Nezuko's shop, tucking your phone back into your pocket.

Katsuki Bakugou… seemed like a fitting name.

Katsuki watched as your figure became more and more distant before he chuckled, it seemed his plan was a success, and you were none the wiser. It was probably for the best that you remained ignorant, for now, that would just make things easier for everyone.

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[supernatrualqueen]

😭chat I feel like one of those wattpad authors. 😔 I'm back fr this time college started kicking my ass then a literal fight started in my apartment 🙃 but im home now so I can finally complete and post the fic I was working before everything happened and go back to posting random things 😅

[mirukosbitchywife]

got a request for some hashira x reader who almost died in battle, made it into bullet point hcs since i'm not too confident in my ability to actually write for all of them minus muichiro, nothing graphic or anything but it does get a bit sad. naturally. i will do a second part with rengoku, uzui(+wives), obanai, and gyomei probably

sanemi

•honestly probably ignores you

•it's nothing against you personally he just seems like the type to pull away from his s/o when he's especially emotional to avoid saying things in the heat of the moment

•the last thing you need after the fight he almost lost you in, was to be greeted by him screaming at you in a worried fueled rage

•would probably write to you though <3 he doesn't want you to think he's abandoned you so for a couple days until he calms down fully he gets someone to deliver you tons of letters, it's easier for him to put down his actual emotions on paper because he can think through what he's saying better

•after a couple days though he's absolutely glued to your side

•(little did you know, while you were recovering in the butterfly mansion he acted as a guard dog at your door, because even when consumed by emotions he refused to leave you completely alone and unable to defend yourself)

mitsuri:

•literally throws herself on you sobbing as soon as you wake up, just to make absolutely sure you're still there with her, you're still alive and warm and breathing even if logically she knows shinobu told her you'd live

•refuses to stop touching you, for at least a week she's constantly touching you in some way, whether it's hand feeding you food, doing your hair for you, bathing you, whatever it is that you need to do she's right there with you attached to your hip, lending a very welcome helping hand

•you better appreciate it bc if you ask for space she Will cry. just accept it.

•annoys the FUCK out of aoi and shinobu when they're trying to care for you but they just huff and roll their eyes but don't say anything to her

•she Might be convinced to leave your side for an hour to collect flowers or wisteria to braid into your hair if you ask nicely

•when you're healed up she throws you a party

giyuu:

•his eyes are Puffy. he Cried. look what you did to him. making him show emotions and shit. don't do that again

•okay but seriously no one has ever seen him this emotional before. as soon as your crow alerted him he was running

•he can't lose another person :(

•you'd probably wake up to him holding your hand sitting next to you, your warmth convincing him you were okay.

•honestly expect a lot of touching within the next couple weeks of recovery. it just assures him.

•is actually the type to give you space to recover if that's what you want but would prefer to be clingy

shinobu:

•you knew you fucked up when you woke up and she was Frowning.

•isn't actually mad or anything, she's upset that she wasn't there to protect you and can't do more for you with medicine than she is already, but it just comes across as anger

•is Literally there with you every step of the way. she is your doctor.

•she subtly tries to convince aoi to let her take care of you alone without actually saying it