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muzansfangs · 2 years ago

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Guilty pleasure.

Starring: Muzan x f!reader; Nakime (mentioned), Kagaya Ubuyashiki (mentioned), Shinobu (mentioned), Kanae (mentioned) Enmu, Yoriichi Tsugikuni.

Warnings: nsfw, murder, traumatic events from a child perspective, death, violence, gore, loss of parents, implied adoption, implied stalking, oral sex (reader receiving).

Plot: Talking with his seventh in command, Muzan reminisced about his past, about you and how you had always been his greatest weakness. While a particular Slayer is searching for you, Muzan bent his knee to you and showed you a side of him you, deep down, hoped to see. He cared about you a little more than he allowed you to know, apparently, and you once again feel lost into this crazy whirlwind of contrasting emotions.

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MEMORIES.

"What do we know about her?" Muzan asked, lighting up a cigarette as he stared at the photograph of the purple-eyed slayer who had dared to put your life in danger. She was no different from the other ones they had taken down throughout the years: a prick destined to fall by his hand, a girl whose name was going to be forgotten by the world, once she had exhaled her last breath. Who was she again? A slayer.

Who were The Slayers?

The Slayers, right, a pack of mangy dogs without a life purpose who spent their time trying to get his head, young people wasting their youth to serve that man. Every single time The Moons captured one of the swordsmen, they all said the same thing: "Muzan Kibutsuji is a monster, he deserves to die".

He was not offended. He pitied them, instead. How could they be so blind to see that Ubuyashiki Kagaya, and his father before him, asked them to stain their hands in blood, to commit the same crimes he, the devil himself, the infamous Muzan Kibutsuji, had been accused of? The thing was they surely fought for opposite ideals, but when the sun set, they were the same.

Why? Because two people pointing a gun, pulling the trigger, washing the blood of their victim away from their faces, were always going to be murderers. It did not matter why they did it, or how they dealt with their conscience, they were killers.

Now, looking at that girl, he wanted nothing more than tearing her apart limb from limb, for she had had the audacity of putting your life in danger. You, the girl he was going to marry, the one who had touched some strings of his heart no one had ever found, the good omen in his life. There was only one thing he was absolutely certain about: he would have always protect you.

Even if it meant dying for you.

"Her name is Shinobu Kocho, Master. – the seventh in command cooed – Her code name is Belladonna. Apparently, she is best known for poisoning her victims" he singsonged, drawing another photograph from his folder and sliding it down Muzan's desk.

The raven-haired man narrowed his eyes at the girl portrayed in it. She seemed a few years older than the other Slayer, but she had some physical traits in common with her. Were they perhaps related in some way? He had a feeling he had seen her face before. Those twinkling, kind, pink eyes felt familiar.

"She is the reason why Balladonna attacked Douma and Miss. L/N yesterday—" the Moon continued, only to be cut off by Muzan.

His plum red eyes blazed in a sinister glint, until they almost seemed to have darkened for his evident irritation "Mrs. Kibutsuji, Enmu" he deadpanned, watching the way his subordinate prostrated himself in front of him, his dark bob swinging around his heart-shaped visage.

"I beg your pardon, Master! – Enmu pleaded him, his turquoise eyes transfixed on the polished black derby shoes of the raven-haired man in front of him – I did not mean to offend you and your lovely fiancé" he apologetically cried out, not daring to flick his gaze up to face his cantankerous boss. He knew how cruel Muzan could be, he knew he would have not stopped when blood spilled, or a bone broke. They were nothing more than toys for him. Oncr they were broken, he threw them away without hesitation.

Muzan scoffed, reaching his hand out to put off the cigarette on the silver ashtray "Spit it out then. You are wasting my time, Enmu Tamio. – he stated, grasping the photo and turning it towards the terrified boy – Who is this other girl?".

The seventh in command gulped down forcefully, eyes landing on the the girl's smiling face in the photo, as he nodded his head absent-mindedly "Her name was Kanae Kocho. She was Belladonna's older sister. Douma kidnapped, tortured and killed her in hope she would have revealed her colleagues's identities. She did not say anything, except that her sister would have come for our heads sooner or later. – he explained, a tear rolling down his right cheek – I was there too. I recorded everything".

It was only then, when Enmu mentioned the fact that she had been killed by Douma, that he remembered her. Peony, she was Peony. He had specifically given the order to murder her, after they had reported the news of her being a Slayer and wandering around a certain area of the city: your neighborhood. Her shifts dangerously coincided with your homecomings from the restaurant where you worked.

He could not let you two interact. Not after he had found you again after all those years. You were his greatest weakness, his remorse. His humanity. The idea of having killed you too that night, under the pouring rain, had tormented him for years. He would have never forgotten your big doe eyes filled with tears. You had not changed. The terrorized look you had whenever you were scared was the same you had shot in his direction in the middle of the night, when you screamed out your father's name as his dead body slumped down on the muddy ground.

Your eyes had haunted him for years.

When he saw you all those years later, jogging down the sidewalk, he knew you were not just a random girl. He did not imagine it was you, though. The kid whose life he had crashed the night he officially succeded his father and swore to take the lead of the Country. He had to see you again, he had to know who you were, you had to be his to protect and keep by side forever.

When Douma had showed him the first picture of you he had taken, he immediately focused on your eyes. It was you then. It was the kid he had to kill. It was Y/N L/N.

It was Y/N Ubuyashiki, the sin staining Kagaya's name.

And it was yesterday, when you stared at him in horror, fearing for your life, that he understood that he could not keep the eye-contact with you. He could not keep up with you, he could not see you staring at him as if he was a monster, like you had said that night. Therefore, he had blindfolded you.

If only you knew how deeply he cared about you. He cursed the fate day and night for having made him fall for you, his enemy's daughter. He was going mad. You were a black diamond, enticing him with your attitude and beauty.

You, how dare you to make him fall for you with every minute you spent together?

Muzan scowled, his plum red eyes darting on the display of his phone on his desk. You had apparently texted him a few minutes ago, but he was too busy reminiscing about the past to hear the sound of the nitification.

"Leave" he flatly said, grabbing his phone and turning his back at the knelt man in front of him to make him plainly clear that his presence was no longer required.

Enmu flinched at the sound of his voice and hastily stood up, bolting for the door with his heart thrumming into his chest. A coward, that was how Muzan saw him. A talented hypnotist, indeed, but a rabbit running into his burrow as soon as danger flinged around the room.

Once he was alone, Muzan sat on his armchair and unlocked his screen to read your message. He expected you to thank him for the bank transfer, or asking him more about the plans for the night. What he did not expect was a picture of Nakime, staring blankly at the camera, and your comments below.

YOU: Hi, Muzzie! Care to explain what the fuck she's doing here? :)

YOU: Also, thanks for the gifts and the money but, honestly, I'd really appreciate it if you gave me some privacy back. If I am not mistaken, the fourth clause of the contract specifically grants a car for me to use. Where is it?

Muzan smirked. You were really as smart as he thought you were. But he loved playing with you to test your nerves.

MUZAN: Earn it, love.

You did not take a long time to reply and he found himself smiling at the display once again, eager to read what you had to say.

YOU: How? Do I have to kill for you? Whose head do you crave to use as a footrest?

He would have never ever let you be a monster. You were an angel, a pure soul. He killed in your name, but he would have never ever asked of you to take someone's life for him. You were his pride and joy. Therefore, before going back to work on his pc, he typed a simple reply.

MUZAN: That's romantic, love. But I'm fine. Just get on all four tonight, it will suffice.

♚

Cheeks beet red, nails digging onto the palms of your hands, you stared at your reflection in the mirror. There was no way in the world you were going to wear that thing for him. You liked some good lingerie, but that was definitely too much. You felt naked, the silky black choker around your neck was making you feel like a courtesan. The suspenders, the lace thong and the bra were doing numbers on you.

What did he have in store for you? After all, he had promised you that you would have talked about his bodyguards, about him and about The Slayers.

If he thought you were just going to moan his name all night long, he was wrong. Grabbing your phone, you called him. You were not going to wear these slutty undergarments to pamper his ego. Reaching one hand behind your back to unclasp the bra, you kept your phone pressed to yout ear with the other and patiently waited for Muzan to pick up the phone.

"I guess you've found my gift, haven't you?" his hoarse voice finally pierced your ears after the third ring, earning a sight from you.

"Yes, I have, and I'm not going to wear this shit. I don't care if it's a 'Victoria's secret' limited collection. I still have my dignity" you complied, struggling to get the with the item off of you. As long as you hated it, you perfectly knew that it was expensive and you did not want to ruin it out of irritation.

You heard Muzan humming "It's not something supposed to stay on for a long time, love. – he reasoned, as you finally discarded the bra back onto the box huffing and puffing – What are you doing, anyway?" he curiously asked, making you roll your eyes at his comment.

"Nothing inappropriate, don't worry. I'm just going to take a shower" you replied, settling the phone on the bed and selecting the loudspeaker as you proceeded in slipping your fingers underneath the waistband of your underwear to drag them down your thighs.

However, the call ended with a click but Muzan's voice sounded too close to you "I'm just in time, then" he cooed from the threshold, making an high-pitched scream leave your lips, arms reaching up to cover your exposed chest from his vicious eyes immediately. Zero privacy, as per usual.

You blushed and took a few steps back, your eyes daggers on the man stripping off of his jacket "Hands down, Y/N. It's nothing I haven't seen before" he promptly remarked, turning towards the door and locking it.

"You're a pervert" you spat, averting your eyes from him.

Muzan quirked his eyebrow up, loosening the knot of his tie and throwing it on the floor carelessly, his fingers then working on the buttons of his shirt "I haven't showed you all my kinks yet, love. Don't be so rude. I'm much worse than that" he jested, irking you.

You exhaled through your nostrils and stormed to the bathroom, in hope to lock the door and leave him behind, but Muzan had understood your poor strategy and, before you could reach your destination, he had his hands around your waist. You yelped, your naked back pressed against his firm abs sent shivers down your spine, but the way the way his hands cupped your breasts, replacing your shaking ones, was something else.

"Can we try to get along? – he whispered in your ear, planting a kiss below your jaw – I don't like it, when you're mad at me" he hotly said, resting his chin on the top of your shoulder.

"If you stopped being a jerk, I would stop being a brat" you retorted, trying to resist his charm.

"What do I have to do to make you like me?" Muzan asked, a smug smirk gracing his lips as he rested his hands down your hips and spun you around to face him. Now, staring deep into his eyes, it was hard saying no. It was hard denying him what he was asking of you.

You batted your eyes close for a second, your fingertips grazing the outline of his abs "Show me that you like me too" you said breathless, almost regretting it. Why did you ask him such a thing? He oughted you no devotion, or romantic commitment after all.

You did not expect him to take you seriously. You did not expect him to grasp your chin and capturing your lips in a slow, tender kiss again. Yet, when his tongue slipped into your mouth and he softly helped you to lay down on the bed behind you, there was something that made you feel like he was truly trying to convince you of something, of proving his intentions and feelings.

When his lips parted from yours, his hand slipping down underneath your panties, he locked his eyes with yours "Has anyone ever gone down on you?" he asked in a whisper, making your breath hitch in your throat.

No. The answer was no, naturally. You had gone down on someone a few times, but no one had ever done it for you. Not even your ex, Sanemi.

"N-No" you murmured, turning your face to the side in embarrassment.

Muzan cupped your cheek in his hand, his thumb stroking the area above your cheekbone lovingly "May I have the honor to be your first once again?" he asked you, watching the way your eyes widened slightly and how you nodded your head at him. He had asked for your consent. Not that you never had given him it, but it was hot, it was intimate.

"You don't have to, you know?" you told him, watching how he worked on the suspenders and dragged every last piece of item you were wearing down your legs.

Muzan's hands ran up and down your thighs, parting them gently, as he laid his body flatly on the mattress. His hot breath fanned your heat and you bit your lower lip in anticipation, as he placed a soft kiss on your clitoris.

"I want to" he simply said, before he ran his tongue down your slit.

You jolted, sparks of electricity pervading your body as he started lapping up at your arousal with swirls of his expert tongue. How many times had he done it? Probably, too many to count. Yet, you were aloof from knowing that you were the only woman he was enjoying going down to, the only one he had offered his skills to without feeling any kind of pressure.

Why? Because it was you and you were different for him.

His pace was torturously slow, his mouth wrapped around your bundle of nerves, sucking on it, flicking his tongue around it, made whimpers and soft moans fall from your lips as your hands gripped the bedsheets at your sides tightly.

Arching your back, you glanced down at him. Muzan met your gaze, his red eyes pinning you on the spot as he gave you a look of your juices running down his chin, glistening under the artificial light of the chandelier. You blushed and he grinned, grasping your legs and settling them over his shoulders.

"You taste heavenly" he purred against your pussy, before sticking his tongue deep into your clenching hole.

You squirmed, hands flying up to your face to shield yourself from his attentive eyes. You felt ashamed for fhe lewd faces you were making. Did you really miss that much? Or was it just Mr. Kibutsuji talent?

"Muzan—" you whined, tears peeking at the angle of your eyes as your partner's grip on your hips intensified. You felt the a familiar pressure coiling into your lower abdomen and the idea of releasing on Muzan's tongue made you both thrilled and bashful. What if he did not like it? What if he did not want you to cum?

But, actually, the way he stimulated every right spot of your clitoris, the way he held your body close to his face, was a clear sign that he aspired to. He groaned against your entrance, your legs squeezing his head as you ended up climaxing on his sinful tongue.

He lapped away your essence and you trembled under the overstimulation, your chest raising and falling erratically as you stared at the ceiling in haze. What had just happened? Why did he let you enjoy yourself that much? Why did he satisfy your fantasies, if you should have been the one doing it?

You lifted yourself up on your elbows, glancing up at the dark-haired man unbuckling his belt at the end of the bed. The prominent tent in his pants looked uncomfortable and you blushed, crawling towards him with the most grateful and kind expression on your face that made his heart skip a beat in his chest. You could not look that cute and beautiful at the same time.

"T-Thank you... – you whispered, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear – Can I help you take care of..." you trailed off, darting your eyes away from the bulge in his boxers, threatening to nudge at your nose. You had not realised how close to it you were, until you had flicked your gaze up to meet his intense gaze.

Muzan chuckled, his calloused hand ruffling your hair jokingly "You don't have to thank me. – he said, his eyes darkening all of a sudden – But you can follow me into the shower. I feel like if I fucked you right now the way I had planned, you would seriously need me to carry you around for a week" he hoarsely commented, making your heart drop into your stomach.

What was wrong with him?

♚

In the meanwhile, maroon eyes studied your empty house. It seemed like you had not been home for a few days. Everything was perfectly tidy, but the majority of your clothes were gone from the drawers, from your wardrobe. Your books were no where to be seen and the fridge was empty.

The tall man sighed, entering your bedroom in search for any clue of where you had gone. Little did he know where you were, but when Kagaya had called him last night to ask for his help again, he had refused to believe it.

You, the sweet and innocent girl he had rescued that night, were now siding with a monster? How did he convince you to follow him? How could you possibly love him?

Yet, when he spotted a white shirt with a reddish stain on its sleeve, he grasped it. Inhaling the dull track of scent still impregnating the fabric, he cussed. Reality finally dawned to him at the smell of the wine ruining the snow-white shirt. It was a Chianti. He knew exactly who loved sipping glasses of Chianti.

Muzan Kibutsuji had taken you away and Yoriichi Tsugikuni was going to bring you back home.

AUTHOR NOTE.

Hi there! I am honored to finally introduce the knight in the shiny armor: Yoriichi Tsugikuni. Now, Muzan and oral sex are something else for me. Y/N is a lucky pal, although her past is … ehm, a little crazy, you know? And there’s so much more to know about it muhahah. I love angsty shit, don’t I?

Anyway, let me know what you think about the chapter and thank you so much for reading this fan fiction 😭❤️

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aceofstars0 · 3 months ago

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Guys I cooked up an idea when I shoulda been packing

What if we did a 9-part collab? We all draw a hashira in a onesie 🥺

Of course there should be some guidelines:

They should be like these onesies (10000x cuter if you give them little feetsies) and the onesie should be an animal you think represents or looks like them (we're not using any pose references, just do a fun pose :D)

They should be on a 9:16 canvas (vertical)

They should be on a checkerboard background of their main color and white

The onesie should have a similar color palette to your blorbo!

Do it in your normal style, not chibi, but leaning towards the kny style

They should be full body

They should have simple cel shading

If you want to give them a stuffed animal or other sleepover things you can!!

You should aim to get them done by September 1st but if you don't it's okay!!

Please follow the guidelines so it all looks cohesive <3

Here's the list! I already tagged some people I thought would enjoy participating. If you'd rather not, just tell me!

Anyone can join btw!

Muichiro Tokito: @tinyperson00

Mitsuri Kanroji: me

Shinobu Kocho: @kimetsu-chan

Giyuu Tomioka: @night-mince10000000000000000001

Sanemi Shinazugawa: @michikatsutsugikunigirly

Tengen Uzui:

Gyomei Himejima:

Obanai Iguro: @rion-isnot-an-ai

Kyojuro Rengoku: @risingscorchingsuns

Also @larz-barz if you want to draw tanjiro you can. Or other people who want to draw another character/oc can also do that

I'll tag everyone with my sketch, progress pictures, and final results, and I encourage you to do the same!

If this works out I think this might be the cutest collab ever and I will die of cuteness

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sanemislittledemon · 8 months ago

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Wind and Water

Giyuu X plus size reader X Sanemi

Having two hashira lust over you? YES PLEASE

NSFW

It’s a normal day in the demon slayer corp, I’m coming back from a kakushi clean up this time it was the clean up of the carnage of a hashira and an upper rank, I’m told it was upper rank 4 or whatever. The two hashiras that were in the battle thankfully survived, I sigh ‘ because them two idiots survived that means they can keep bugging me ‘ hashiras Giyuu Tomioka and Sanemi Shinazugawa two men that I love dearly but they are pains in my ass too

For some reason those two hashira like someone like me, I was introduced to them by my childhood friend Tengen Uzui knowing the hashira was a pain for different reasons but that being said the two men have been all over me lately. ‘ I swear me being sent to help this clean up is some sick joke by the master ‘ I pout I love those men but there little competition they have for my love is getting up my nerves. I like the both of them, I don’t see what difference it makes Tengen has three wives for gods sake!

Thankfully it didn’t take us Kakushi long to clean up their mess and the two men weren’t seriously injured, hell Sanemi was raging the entire way back that he could’ve taken another one the block head, that men is only good for two things demon slaying and being loud I sigh but on the other one was quiet the entire time, stealing glances at me when he thought I wasn’t looking, Giyuu is a men of few words but is sweet and genuine I don’t know why the other hashira doesn’t like him plus I heard ( very relevantly ) from Tengen that the water hashira is packing. Blushing I think ‘ that man sticking his nose into business that isn’t his ‘ I finally made it back home after an all day job of cleaning their mess, I shut the door behind me and go to change out of my uniform my day is finished for now at least. I change into a flower kimono one of my favorites actually, it hugs my curves perfectly which I’m thankful for. I’m putting my uniform away when I hear a loud knock at my door “ HEY OPEN UP “ I hear a booming voice from the outside. I knew it I sigh

I open the door to a man with short white hair adorned with a bandage wrapped around it, uniform top unbuttoned to show of his wide pecs that are covered in deep scars some new and others old. Scars are covering most of his body, I would be lying if I said it wasn’t extremely attractive “ what do you want Sanemi ? “ I asked clearly flushed but doing my best to hide it the man in front of me grins and says “ what can’t I come visit you without a reason? “

“ Sanemi you need to go to see a doctor not me “ I sigh Sanemi flexes and replies “ did and I’m fine so is that damned Tomioka “ I look at him unimpressed before stepping aside and letting him in, making a mental note to kill Tengen for tell them where I live. I love these men but I just want somewhere safe from their fighting. Sanemi walks in with a smug expression, damn these hashira but I am one of the only ones that can put them in their place without actually doing anything I don’t know why, the insect hashira Shinobu Kocho calls it female rage I mentally shrug.

“ Sanemi why are you invading my house? “

The man turns back towards me his obsidian eyes looking right passed me and into my soul it makes me shudder “ why can’t I come see my gorgeous girl “Sanemi replied his eyes scanning the lines of my body making me blush “ I-I didn’t say that “ I said in a whisper. Sanemi slowly walks up to stand in front of me, leaning in and growling in my ear “ would you rather Tomioka were here? “He licks along my ear lobe “ you know I can please you better but you still keep him around “ I felt chills shoot up my spine at the promise in his voice. I felt a hard chest behind me and a calm but deadly voice saying “ what nonsense are you talking? “ I turn my head and come face to face with a rock hard chest and a half-half haori “ what the hell do you think you’re doing?! “ Sanemi yells right into my ear I might add. I try to wiggle my out of but they’ve caged me in then I felt hands on my plush hips, I’m not sure who’s they are but it’s making me flustered nonetheless

“ I came to see my girl “ Giyuu replies

I could see the anger radiating from the man in front of me while the man behind me was as calm as a stream. Gods I don’t want to die from being in the middle of their fighting “ Oi Tomioka who do you think you are?! “ Sanemi just kept getting closer, his chest now so close to mine that my breasts are pressed against him. Fuck I need to get out of here, these two meat heads are going to kill me but to my surprise nothing happens and I see fluffy black hair coming closer in the corner of my vision, Giyuus head is so close I can feel his breath on my skin. Giyuu then pulls completely away letting me out of the cage they had me in. I turn around to see the beautifully tragic man that was once behind me. Black hair in his signature low ponytail and his ocean blue eyes that are so serene that it calms me every time I look into them. He’s so gorgeous it’s almost painful but he always has that sad air to him, it makes me just want to comfort him.

“ I came to see if you would be interested in going to lunch with me “ he says with his calming voice that never fails to make me melt “ Oi Tomioka! I was here first “ Sanemi growls voice so rough it sends a shudder through my entire body. I sigh and reply “ I would like that Giyuu but only if Sanemi can come since he was here first “ I was half expecting to be shut down but to my surprise Giyuu nodded

The restaurant is ran by the demon slayer corps so it’s safe and luckily it isn’t far away from my house. Holding hands with TWO hashira is so embarrassing! I’m so embarrassed I think I’m going to die ! I wonder what those people are thinking? They are probably wondering how two hashira would be with someone like me. I know master Ubuyashiki gave his blessing but these stares are almost too much for me. I’m not insecure but seeing their judgmental faces makes me sweat, I hope they don’t feel it through my palms “ eetheart “ “ sweetheart “ Giyuus voice snaps me back to reality and I look upwards seeing a worried expression on his face “ are you okay? You’ve been zoned out for awhile now “

“ I’m fine Giyuu ! “ I say trying to control my thoughts as I pulled the two of them inside the restaurant. We were taken to a private room that’s reserved for hashira, of course I was put in the middle with Giyuu to my right and Sanemi to my left. Back feeling caged again between these two giants of muscle. When the waiter came Giyuu and I both ordered sake daikon while Sanemi ordered ohagi. Giyuu and I ate him a comfortable silence but I could feel Sanemis rage without even looking at the other man. It probably has something to do with Giyuus hand on my thigh, rubbing smoothing circles in the skin there. He’s obviously still worried but he’s not the type to show his emotions well unlike Sanemi who shows his emotions too much. As soon as he notices Giyuus hand Sanemi puts his chopsticks in his left hand and puts his right hand on my other thigh. I look over at him questioningly as he starts to try and eat with his left hand, I giggled it’s actually kind of cute “ the hell are you laughing at?! “ he barks shooting a scary look at me but I just smile at him and pat his head “ you’re so cute Sanemi “ I say but I immediately regret that because I feel a possessive squeeze on my other thigh oh no I forgot about Giyuu

I felt a strong hand grab my wrist and pull me from my right side and lips roughly met mine, shooting a cold glare at the other man. A look that I don’t have the pleasure of seeing often, he kept Sanemis eyes as he made a show of putting his tongue into my mouth. He licked my teeth before deepening the kiss, running his tongue over mine and rubbing all of my sweet spots that he knew so well. He finally pulled back, a string of saliva connecting our mouths. But before I could react Giyuu turns away and resumes eating, I’m so flustered I can’t think straight and before I collected my thoughts my face was grabbed and my lips were covered roughly with another pair of lips. Sanemi bites my lower lip then puts his tongue into my mouth, licking every inch of my mouth before taking my tongue into his mouth and sucking on it. What he was doing couldn’t even be called kissing. he’s usually rough but this is something else, it’s desperate. Thankfully he pulls away, shooting Giyuu a glare before going back to eating. My face is on fire right now, to do something like this in a restaurant but even so I can feel the slick between my thighs. I wiggle in my seat and I know they noticed I’m not sure I’ll survive tonight, I’m sorry Tengen your best friend isn’t going to make it.

They finish eating in silence the only disturbance being the hands on my thighs that are dangerously close to my heat. “ I’ll go settle the bill, you two go wait outside “ Giyuu says getting up and walking out. Sanemi stands up before stretching a hand out to me “ come on let’s go “ he helped me up and straightened my kimono for me before grabbing my hand and leading me outside. We waited outside the restaurant, Sanemi giving threats to anyone that even looked at us wrong “ Sanemi please stop “ I whisper to the man.

Without turning his head away from the crowd he looked at me out of the corner of his eye as he asked “ this was why you were upset when we first got here, right “ my eyes widened conforming what he already knew. Sanemi looked back the the crowd while he said to me in the calmest voice I’ve heard from him “ you shouldn’t worry about what they think, they aren’t worth it “ just then the door to the restaurant opened and Giyuu walks out as calm as ever but he looks at us immediately knowing something was wrong “ did something happened while I was gone “ I tense up at the his voice but Sanemi grabs my hand and pulls me along “ nothing “ is the only word he says to the other man. The three of us walked back in silence but I could still tell Giyuu was throwing me worried glances, we finally got back to my house and we went inside closing the door behind us. Before I got the chance to do anything Sanemi pulls me to his chest, he wrapped his arms around me pulling me as close as possible “ it’s okay baby “ he whispers in my ear.

“ what’s going on Shinazugawa? “ Giyuu asked with a hint of anger to his voice Sanemi looks up at the other man, covering my ears with his hands and says something I couldn’t hear. I look up at Sanemi with a confused face which causes him to gently push my head back down against his chest with him resting his chin on top of my head. I blushed deeply at my head being against his exposed scared chest, my body tenses and I couldn't stop my thighs from moving together. I know he feels it while he's having his conversation with Giyuu I feel Sanemis fingers teasing along the sensitive skin below my ears. it wasn't too much longer until he let go of my ears but he still kept my head to his chest " baby why were you moving like that? " Sanemi said with a smirk to his voice. my breath catches in my throat when I felt the man behind me press his chest into my back, I felt a hand moving slowly down my plush thigh squeezing it before forcing them apart. the hand moved to cup my mound, fingers rubbing against my soaked underwear " fuck baby, we haven't even touched you yet and you're already this wet? " Sanemi growled

a blush spread through me at his words, I leaned back against Giyuu as the other man worked my covered heat with his fingers.it wasn't long before I felt another pair of hands slowly removing my kimono and putting it somewhere I couldn't see. I quickly moved to cover my body from their view ' what the hell do you think you're doing? " Sanemi asks in an annoyed tone. " I-It's embarrassing! " I snap before he had the chance to respond I felt something being thrown over my shoulders when I looked down I saw Giyuus haori draped over me, it was big even on me. " the hell Tomioka? " Sanemi cursed Giyuu didn't reply to him and just helped me put my arms into his haori but he whispered in my ear " it looks good on you "

the fabric was big enough to cover my nipples so my breasts weren't completely exposed, Giyuu knew how embarrassed I was in that moment. Sanemi growled to draw my attention back to him before he reached down and picked me up into his arms " Sanemi! put me down, I'm too heavy! " I screamed at the scared man. he turned his head to give me a look of challenge " you think a hashira can't lift you? " he asks in a dark tone before walking to my bedroom, kicking the door open and setting me down on my futon. the man crouches down in front of me " I'm not like those other pussy lower rank demon slayers " he says with a bite to his voice. Giyuu appears behind him with his uniform unbuttoned his hard body on full display with his long black hair pulled out of his ponytail, he's so gorgeous I cant take my eyes off of him and the other hashira notices " eyes on me " Sanemi says voice low

my eyes snap to the other man but I get pushed down on the futon " fuck you've already got the bedding dirty" he says while licking his lips. I saw an idea flash before the mans eyes before he shoots Giyuu a look as the other man was sitting down beside him, Sanemi looks back to me as he says " first I want to watch you play with yourself for us " my eyes widen I can’t possibly do something so embarrassing in front of them but I felt Giyuus comforting fingers moving across my leg. " o-okay " is the only word I could muster before I slowly spread my thighs both men groan at the sight of the wet spot in my underwear. my hand trembles as I reach down to my mound where my clit is under the fabric, my fingers rub slowly over that spot, I let out a moan at the feeling. my clit is hard from how worked up I am and their gazes burning into me with every passing moment. I eyes flutter closed at the feeling building low in my stomach, but they shoot open again when I felt a tug on my underwear then a snap " fuck that's better " Sanemi says while he's pulling the fabric away. I look up to see their flushed faces staring at my wet heat, Giyuu moves down and starts leaving kisses on my knee while looking up into my eyes, a pleading look that one wouldn't expect from the water hashira.

I felt my heat throb at that look and I know they saw it too, I reach back down to my hard clit rubbing it slowly. I let out a loud moan at the feeling of touching my clit without a barrier, I could see their self-control break. Giyuu was the first to move going in between my legs, grabbing my hand to stop me then licking up my heat. my back arches and a moan is ripped from my throat at the feeling of his tongue " Giyuu! " I scream his name as I cum quicker than I ever have. That didn't stop him through as he wouldn't move away as I was trying to push his head away from my heat Sanemi grabbed my hands and pinned them to the futon and Giyuu kept my legs from closing his big hands gripping my plush thighs, squeezing the flesh so hard it might bruise in the morning. the dark haired man took my clit into his mouth and gave it a hard suck, making my back arch and tears to fall from my cheeks just for them to be licked up by the white haired man, clearly enjoying watching me cum for them.

" fuck baby, I'm so hard " Sanemi says while using the hand that isn't binding me to palm the bulge that was straining the front of his pants. he then unzips his pants and his cock springs out, his tip red and angry " you want a taste? " he askes as he gets to his knees beside my head, rubbing the tip over my mouth asking for entry. I slowly part my mouth and he wastes no time pushing it deep into my mouth with a low groan. he brings my hands to rest on his thighs has he leans forward and slowly thrusts into my mouth, its almost too much having my heat devoured and my mouth used like this but I didn't expect Giyuu to thrust two of his fingers into my heat ripping another orgasm from me. I choked on Sanemis cock causing him to groan and pull back for a second to let me breath before thrusting back in.

Giyuu knew my body and my weak spots too well, it didn't take long before his added a third finger and I tightened too much at the stretch. the man rubbed my thighs in an attempt to soothe me, he finally pulled back from my heat to gently kiss along my thighs as he pumped his fingers into me " it will feel better soon, my love" he reassured me. it didnt take long for the burn to subside and was replaced with pleasure, I started moaning around Sanemis cock " good girl " he groaned throwing his head back in pleasure while thrusting his hips into my mouth deeper " fuck I'm going to cum " he growls as Giyuu slides a forth finger into me making me moan loudly around Sanemis cock and that sends the man over the edge making him cum deep down my throat. he quickly pulls his cock out of my mouth, letting me swallow his cum " fuckkk " he moans moving to crush his lips to my swollen ones, forcing his tongue into my mouth and moaning at the taste of himself. I moan in disappointment when I felt Giyuus fingers leave my heat, the other man pulls back from my mouth " She ready Tomioka? " he asks Giyuus only reply was a nod then Sanemi is quickly grabbing me moving me until he's the one laying on the futon and I'm straddling his pelvis with Giyuu behind me cock pressed to my ass

My heart is pounding in my chest at the thought of what they are going to do but my thoughts were cut short when Sanemi grabs my hips and pushes his cock into me in one swift movement. His cock isn’t as long as Giyuus but it’s the thicker of the two, I throw my head back on Giyuus chest as I moan “ b-big “ Sanemi smirks as he says “ if you can’t take me how are you going to take both of us, baby “ my eyes widen “ you’ll break me I can’t possibly take both of you! “ I yell at them. The dark haired man soothes a hand over my thighs in apology while he whispers sweet nothings in my ear while he helps move me on the other mans cock preparing me for what they plan to do next. Sanemi groans underneath me “ fuck so tight baby “

Sanemi slams up into me hitting my sweet spot with every thrust, I’m losing my mind as pleasure takes over my body but that is short lived as the other man is pushing me over to lay on Sanemis chest as I feel a second cock probing at my heat, Giyuu leans forward mouth next to my ear " relax " he whispers before slowly pushing the tip into me. tears well in my eyes from the stretch, I felt a hand patting my head in an attempt to comfort me. I open my eyes to see the scared man laying below me panting and chest heaving but still trying to make sure I was okay. the man behind me stops when the head is fully settled inside giving me time to adjust, his hot breath in my ear and his hands squeezing my hips hard enough to bruise. " are you okay baby? " Giyuu asks before moving further

" y-yes " I reply the man squeezes my plush hips harder before moving his cock in slowly until his hips are against my ass. Sanemis eyes snapped shut tightly " so fucking tight " he groans then the man behind me lets out a whimper and I feel both of them twitch inside of me. They don’t move until they are sure I’m not in pain, I gave Sanemi a begging look. He is the first to move thrusting up into my heat making all three of us moan, the stretch is almost too much but the way Sanemis cock is curved he easily finds all of my sweet spots. A loud moan is ripped from my throat and my walls clinch tightly around their cocks as Sanemi hits my sweet spot particularly hard. The other man is panting behind me, slowly pulls out before slamming his cock back in hitting the deepest parts of me. Giyuu moans into my ear “ warm “ he pants

I don’t get a moment to breathe when Sanemi pulls out, Giyuu is slamming his cock into me. Broken moans and begs feel the room “ p-please, it’s too much! “ and “ IM GOING TO BREAK” I scream at them as they keep their abusing pace. Sanemi huffs out a breathless laugh at me says “ but your pretty little hole is taking us so well “ he smirks up at me and grabs my waist before slamming my hips to mine.

Sanemis cock hitting hard against my sweet spot “ now take our cocks like the good little slut you are “ he groans out though clinched teeth. Giyuus releases my hips to start roaming up my body to my full breasts that are pressed against Sanemis scared chest pinching my hard nipples making my tighten around them “ I-I’M “ I start to say before a loud scream left my lips as my climax hit me, both men grunt at my walls squeezing around their cocks. “ that’s a good fucking girl, cumming on our cocks “ Sanemi moaned as he grabbed my hips harder and slamming me down on their cocks “ fuck baby I’m going to cum “ he says in a breathless voice but it was Giyuu that said “ take it “ as the both of them thrusted into me as their orgasms hit. Both cocks throbbing inside me making my heat quiver as I came for the second time around their cocks. The men rode out their orgasms making sure I took every bit of them.

We stayed like that for quite some time the three of us too fucked out to move. when I could open my eyes Sanemis face came into my view, his face flushed and sweat dripping from his scared body. Giyuu was the first to move he slowly pulled his cock out of me, making both Sanemi and I moan. he helped me off the other man’s cock before laying me next to the scared man on the futon. This is the first time seeing Giyuus fucked out expression, he’s so beautiful he has the uniform shirt unbuttoned and his sleeves pulled up showing off his hard sweat glistening body, his black hair stuck to his face. “ let me clean you up “ he says before turning and leaving the room

Sanemi wraps his arm around me pulling me to him “ are you hurt anywhere? “ he asks sounding concerned but I shook my head “ I’m fine Sanemi I liked it “ I say in response that made him smile before kissing the tip of my nose, making me giggle. The sound of the door opening gets our attention as Giyuu walks back into the room carrying a basin of water, he’s now fully clothed which is greatly to my disappointment the scared man laughed when he noticed my eyes change “ you still turned on baby? “ he asks with a touch of humor to his voice my face was bright red at his question “ Shut up Sanemi! “ I yell at the man

Giyuu crouches in front of me “ may I? “ he asks I nod for him to take care of me. He spreads my legs again, I cover my face with my arms at the embarrassment before I feel a warm cloth glide over my heat and thighs cleaning away the remnants of what we just did. a small moan leaves my throat when he accidentally brushes over my abused clit “ easy Tomioka! “ Sanemi barks but the other man doesn’t pay him any mind, he kisses my knee in a silent apology before he finishes cleaning me “ what about me Tomioka? “ Sanemi asks in a teasing tone

Giyuu stands up and replies “ do it yourself “ before taking the water to dispose of leaving Sanemi and I alone again. The man looks over to me petting my cheek with his hand “ you’re so beautiful and I’ll end anyone that thinks otherwise “ he promises Giyuu comes back before I get the chance to respond walking in and laying beside me on the futon “ rest my love “ he says to me stoking my hair while Sanemi kisses around my plumb cheeks. I love these men and now I know that they love me too. I give a silent thanks to Tengen before closing my eyes and letting sleep take me.

#chubby reader #x chubby reader #demon slayer #kny #sanemi x reader #giyuu x reader #kny sanemi #kny giyuu

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winkliee · 1 year ago

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therapy

shinobu x reader

warnings: cunninglus, fingerfucking, semi-public sex, mentions of depression, love confession, dom shinobu

dividers by @/cafekitsune

after your breakup with your toxic boyfriend, you had sunk into such deep depression, that if you friend didn't find you and slap the sense into you that day, you wouldn't have been alive to see today. she gave you a contact of a psychiatrist, dr. shinobu kocho, and after a lot of pestering could finally send you there.

it's been six months of you visiting her, and even though you didn't need therapy anymore after having recovered almost completely, you still paid regular visits. you didn't really care about the amount of money you were spending, but shinobu was kind enough to not charge you anymore, since now you two have become really good friends.

but for you, she had become someone even more special.

it had become difficult to go even one day without her, you needed to see her pretty face and the genuine smile she gave you, while fluttering her naturally long eyelashes.

before long, you knew you had hopelessly fallen for her.

"but it's not like she likes me," you would think to yourself, "i'm damn sure a pretty girl like her must have a partner."

you thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to confess your feelings today. if she doesn't like you, you will continue as being friends. you packed her favorite flowers, and off you left for her clinic, both anxiety and excitement clutching at your heart.

but you never thought that the love confession, which turned out to be mutual, would escalate into this.

right now, you were sprawled on shinobu's table, legs wide open, as shinobu ate you from behind, while you tried your best to lower your moans.

"pretty please," she said with her honey sweet voice, "do you want others to hear us?"

you clasped your hand over your mouth anxiously, knowing well that there were other patients waiting outside for checkup too. tears stung your eyes as you closed them, letting yourself drown in pleasure.

"did your ex ever pleasure you like this baby?" your eyes went wide how shinobu was speaking and eating your out now, as if her sweet behaviour is a complete facade. "i bet he couldn't even come near to what i am doing," she said, inserting two fingers in you at once, making you squirm and moan out quite loud.

"ah ah, darling, there we go," she whispered sweetly from behind as you came down from your high, almost falling asleep from such an intense orgasm, as she licked you clean, before kissing your inner thigh.

"we might as well get used to this, shouldn't we?"

thank you for reading. likes and reblogs are appreciated.

#kimetsu no yaiba #kny #kny smut #demon slayer #shinobu kocho #kocho shinobu #shinobu smut #kocho smut #kny shinobu #shinobu kocho smut #fem reader #kocho shinobu smut #smut #demon slayer smut #kimetsu no yaiba smut

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kyojurismo · 1 year ago

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Can you do how the Hashira treat you as a younger sibling figure(if that makes sense) If so than tysm!!<3

characters : hashira

tags : gn!reader, fluff, funny, not proofread.

notes : k this has been sitting in my drafts for literally months and i’m deeply sorry. i found some motivation to finish it so here we are. i hope it is good enough. enjoy <3

GIYU TOMIOKA

ptsd ( even if he was the younger sibling )

protective as fuck

he’s like a shadow

don’t be too surprised if he asks you to eat together

asks you > sends you glances

giyu will ask the master to send you on missions together

asked you to leave the corps once

if you’re not on missions together he goes full panicking

he’s not one to send letters but he gladly exchange them with you ^_^

if someone mess with you, he would take care of it ( a deep stare is enough )

GYOMEI HIMEJIMA

gyomei would always recommend to be careful and mindful of your actions while on missions

he does his best to take care of you

has you training with him so he’s sure you’re in good shape and all

he too tried to ask you to leave the corps but hearing your reason behind joining in he gave up

has deep respect for you

enjoys sharing meals with you

KYOJURO RENGOKU

loves training with you

super supportive of whatever you do

& keeps his eyes on you ofc

eating meals together is a must

he often asks to be sent on missions together

praises your hard work all the time

a comfortable shoulder to cry on >_<

MITSURI KANROJI

the very protective older sister who’s all sweet and lovely but doesn’t let it slide if someone is treating you bad

always keeps her eyes on you

loves going on mission together !!

be ready to cook with her

she likes styling your hair

she sometimes jokes about you joining the corps to find a lover too, but deep down she would prefer you staying away from all that ):

when mitsuri has nothing to do she’s always by your side

MUICHIRO TOKITO

you’re the only one he remembers

always checking on you

invites you to cloudgazing together

always going on mission together

he has to make sure you are alright

you’re becoming the younger sibling who has to pack the lunch for everyone (;

OBANAI IGURO

man,

he’s your shadow from now on

always, ALWAYS, coming on missions with you

supervises your training and all

makes sure no one is disturbing you or bullying you or anything

he cares deeply about you and would do everything for you

tried to convince you to leave the corps multiple times

he lets kaburamaru spend time with you when he’s busy

SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA

okay, don’t judge on this…

he basically started threatening you to leave the corps

he’s hard at first, as a way to discourage you or sum

but in the end he accepted you weren’t leaving

so now he has to watch over you too

training together, going on the same missions, making sure the other members are respectful, etc

he might be harsh most of the time, but he truly cares about you

lets you hug him from time to time ( when no one is around ofc )

SHINOBU KOCHO

another younger person to look after to !!!!!

jokes aside, she’s very attentive when it comes to you

makes sure you’re healthy, sleeping enough, eating & training like you’re supposed to do

she offers to accompany you on missions

but respects your decision if you decline

she likes preparing you meals, as a way to show you how much she cares for you

of course she gifted you a butterfly pin

TENGEN UZUI

oh man, he would stand there showing you off

doesn’t care if he’s not your real brother

he treats you like family

basically spoils you

would let you stay at his estate 24/7 without you going out there fighting demons

he helps you with training and offers to go with you when the master assigns you to a mission

ruffles your hair

his wives decided to start cooking for you too so yeah

i believe he would ask you if you’re sure you want to continue be part of the corps and fight demons, like trying to convince you that you could leave and live a normal life

but he doesn’t do that because he thinks you’re weak, but because he’s scared of you dying

would take you to the hashira meetings if he could >_<

reblogs & comments are super appreciated! thank you for taking your time reading it, i hope you enjoyed it. have a good day / night <3

#📂 — writing !!#giyuu tomioka x reader #gyomei himejima x reader #kyojuro rengoku x reader #mitsuri kanroji x reader #muichiro tokito x reader #obanai iguro x reader #sanemi shinazugawa x reader #shinobu kocho x reader #tengen uzui x reader #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba fanfic #demon slayer #demon slayer fanfic

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colourstreakgryffin · 1 year ago

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Random Hashira Post #6

Massive shoutout to the big brain, @grungeeuvu for this idea! All credit goes to him/her/them/other!

This’ll be set in the Kimetsu Academy world to make my and everybody else’s lives so much easier!

Sleepover with the Hashira

Tokito Muichiro

A sleepover? Please tell him that he got everything— … All his bags are back at his house

Muichiro is probably asleep almost instantly. The Hashira can wake him up but he’s sleeping so peacefully

Muichiro is the type to wear a hoodie with his PJs. Keeps him warm and is comfortable

Muichiro needs to be reminded by Shinobu regularly on how to play the games Mitsuri and Kyojuro set up

Oh, wait. Did Muichiro do his maths homework?

Iguro Obanai

Never had a sleepover in his life so he’s a bit nervous. Especially that it’s being hosted at Mitsuri’s house

Obanai packed a lot of stuff and has to cram his bags in the corner to make space

Of course, Obanai brought Kaburamaru to join in. Gyomei has to fault Obanai for cheating when Kaburamaru presses a button to increase his money in Monopoly

Obanai is actually pretty good at the sleepover games provided. Not the winner but definitely up there

Please don’t let him touch a stove. He’ll burn down the whole kitchen, just let him serve the snacks

Rengoku Kyojuro

Kyojuro loves sleepovers, just like Mitsuri

Kyojuro is totally the type to sleep for days straight so he can stay awake as long as possible for the sleepover

He takes pictures with the Hashira at random times to remember this exciting night and all of the memories tagging along

Kyojuro absolutely was the one who brought a number of the non-provided games the Hashira play

Kyojuro is also the type to let his fellow Hashira win in any activity. It’s not about victory, it’s about having fun!

Shinazugawa Sanemi

Move aside. Sanemi is also doing all the “cursed games” like Bloody Mary and walks out annoyed

Sanemi is one of the two chefs of the Hashira. He makes them all kinds of food for the night then pancakes for the morning

His sleeping bag may or may not be a gift from Genya

Like Kyojuro and Obanai, Sanemi’s quite a night owl so he stays up a bit longer than most of the Hashira

Sanemi is very competitive in the games to the point he gets into arguments

Kocho Shinobu

She knows sleepovers well. Thanks to all of her sisters and her ladies in her home

Shinobu regularly corrects the Hashira on things they do wrong with her smart-assey ways. “Shinazugawa, you put your sleeping bag down wrong. Tokito, you’re not suppose to do that in Twister”

Talks a lot to either Mitsuri or Giyuu about random stuff going on in her life. She doesn’t care if they’re listening or not

Shinobu, like she usually does, enjoys messing with her fellow Hashira by smacking controllers out of their hands

Shinobu is babysitting Muichiro for most of the night and keeping her eyes on him so he won’t wonder off

Himejima Gyomei

Keeps track of the time a lot. Not so he can go to sleep or whatever, but so everybody can know when they ask

Gyomei views sleepovers as a bonding exercise so he was one of the first at Mitsuri’s place. He trusts in Mitsuri’s ability to make the night fun

Gyomei is always the one to take charge(even if he isn’t the host) so he helps move all of the Hashira’s stuff to a safer place

Gyomei is ballsy, he’ll do any dare with no hesitation. It’s not that embarrassing to him since it’s not that important

When it gets too chaotic, he just chants prays under his breath to give everybody here luck to handle the mess

Uzui Tengen

The chaos bringer right here. He has brought along a bag full of dynamite and a DJ set to wake up the neighbours with loud dubstep

Tengen does whatever he wants. He’ll start boxing matches with his fellow to make the night more interesting. He’s a wildcard

Tengen does calm down after having some of the nice non-alcoholic drinks Mitsuri made and getting comfortable on his sleeping bag

But always prepare for a prank. He’ll set them up and start a mini war with Iguro or Shinazugawa

Tengen’s sleeping bag was made by his wives so he values it intently. Nobody can use it but him!

Kanroji Mitsuri

So excited, she can barely keep herself from expressing it. A sleepover with her best friends! This is a dream come true!

Mitsuri overworked herself to prepare for the Hashira coming over. Cleaned her house to a extreme, over-prepared snacks/drinks and organised her room to make enough space. She wants this night to be perfect

Mitsuri is the one who starts the hour-long pillow fight and nearly wins with how hard she swings

You can find her braiding Shinobu or Kyojuro’s hair throughout the night as it calms down

Mitsuri doesn’t want to fall asleep, she wants this to last forever but she does end up conking out a little later after Muichiro

Tomioka Giyuu

Nothing changes with Giyuu. He is there because he has to be but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t think the sleepover is fun

Giyuu is the type to double check on his worklife whilst at the sleepover so suspect to see him to be looking over his class notes

He joins in on the games so little and keeps himself cuddled in his sleeping bag, most of the time, that it annoys some of the Hashira

Giyuu is also totally the type to listen to music on his headphones when waiting for Mitsuri’s word

Giyuu is surprisingly competitive, not as bad as Sanemi, but he’ll actually work to try win

Help. I’m ruining out of good Hashira pictures

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pfpanimes · 5 months ago

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

like or reblog if you save/use.

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mercillery · 7 months ago

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DOMINANCE AND GRACE

This was initially just going to be hcs about Dante with a reader that’s like Shinobu but I ended up going so off track I’m so sorry to my friend who requested this 🥲🙏💜 I hope you still enjoy it <3

WARNINGS: FEMALE READER + HEADCANONS BUT ALSO A SMALL DRABBLE (I THINK ITS CALLED A DRABBLE..?)

SUMMARY: Dante Zogratis with a reader he just met that’s similar to Shinobu Kocho + fighting

Dante's first encounter with news of you likely came from a report filed by one of his Dark Disciples. Your reputation as a formidable adversary, despite your stature, captured his immediate interest. It's not often he hears of someone so petite causing such a significant disruption to both his siblings and his own plans. Your presence piqued his curiosity and left him both intrigued and entertained. So right off the bat, he absolutely has to meet you and see if you really live up to what his Dark Disciples say about you.

Unfortunately, despite his curiosity, Dante's packed schedule and ambitious projects kept him from crossing paths with you. While he's not one to shy away from a confrontation when necessary, his demanding agenda often took precedence. So it wasn't until much later that he finally had the opportunity to encounter you in person.

"Ah, you must be Y/N," the handsome man with piercing green eyes remarked, his tone laced with arrogance and authority as he looked down at you.

You've been a constant thorn in the side of the Zogratis siblings, disrupting their plans time and again, yet you’ve never encountered one of them face-to-face. You knew for a fact that they harbored a deep-seated desire to end your interference. With a furrowed brow, you absorbed the gravity of the moment, fully aware of the reputation that preceded the Zogratis siblings, especially Dante. His gaze traveled up and down your form, almost as if he were appraising you. Your furrowed brows morphed into a single raised eyebrow, a silent question echoing in your mind: What the hell was he doing?

"Excuse me," you interjected with a hint of disdain. "I suggest you keep your focus on the battle unfolding before us," you added pointedly, maintaining the raised eyebrow as a testament to your perplexity.

"What?" he chuckled, amusement dancing in his handsome green eyes. "Is admiring beauty off-limits?" His gaze lingered on your figure once more before extending a hand, as if presenting an offer. "Why don't you be my woman?" His audacious proposal nearly caused you to choke, leaving you bewildered by Dante's unexpected proposition. What was this man playing at?

"Absolutely not," you assert firmly, regaining your composure. In mere moments of being in his presence, you've resolved to swiftly put an end to this situation before Dante can wreak havoc on the lives of innocents. You draw your nichirin blade, poised for action. A smirk graces Dante's lips at the sight, amused by the prospect of facing off against such a diminutive opponent. "I suppose I can indulge you for a while," he remarks casually, making no move to draw a weapon of his own. Yet you sense a latent power emanating from him, something beyond the realm of conventional weaponry. Nevertheless, you remain steadfast and prepared for whatever lies ahead.

And, well, the entirety of the battle consists of you both fighting and flirting—with the flirting obviously coming from Dante and not you. He just can’t resist flirting with a beautiful and strong woman like you. So the whole time throughout the battle, not only are you annoyed, but his flirtatious remarks toward you only drive your determination to finish him even more.

After a few more minutes of intense combat, Dante comes to a realization: you're far from weak. Despite your petite stature, you display remarkable agility, intelligence, and composure, and you even land blows on him here and there. As the battle unfolds, he finds himself torn between finding you attractive and being annoyed by your persistence. Yet, there's an undeniable fascination with witnessing how adeptly you handle yourself and how your every move is calculated and strategic. The conflict within him only adds to the adrenaline coursing through his veins as he grapples with the mix of irritation and admiration sparked by your formidable yet alluring presence.

Your attempt to poison Dante with the venom from your nichirin blade proved futile, thwarted by his Body Magic. Frustratingly, despite your best efforts, the poison had no discernible effect on him. With your agility being your only saving grace thus far, the realization dawned on you that your situation had become increasingly dire. As Dante brandished a katana, poised to strike, the gravity of the impending danger set in. Yet, your determination remained to defeat the undefeatable man.

In the end, victory belonged to Dante, leaving frustration coursing through your veins at both the outcome and his insufferable remarks in the aftermath of your defeat. The sting of failure was compounded by his taunts.

As Dante closed in on your defeated and bloodied figure, now kneeling on the ground, a chuckle escaped his lips at the sight before him. The composed facade you once maintained had crumbled, replaced by a visage of anger, frustration, and exhaustion. Despite the agony coursing through your body, he couldn't deny the captivating allure of your vulnerability in this moment of defeat. You joined the ranks of those who had fallen before him, yet Dante found himself intensely intrigued by your resilience.

"Strong, smart, fierce, and..." Dante's voice trailed off as he glanced down at your defeated form, his words hanging in the air. "Small," he concluded, a hint of amusement coloring his tone. Despite the urge to retort with something snarky, you held your tongue, acutely aware that any further provocation might seal your fate.

Suddenly, Dante extends his hand once more, echoing his earlier proposition. "Be my woman," he repeats, a charming smile gracing his features. Despite your intention to remain silent to avoid further provocation, you find yourself unable to resist the urge to respond. "Go to hell," you retort fiercely. Dante's smile completely vanishes from his face, replaced by a steely expression. "What did you say?" he demands, his tone tinged with warning.

"I said," you emphasize, your voice dripping with defiance, "go. to. hell." Dante's laughter rings out, though it carries more of a mocking tone than genuine amusement. Abruptly, his laughter subsides, replaced by a dead-serious expression. "You see," he continues, a sinister edge creeping into his smile. "I wasn't asking you." With a swift motion, he seizes you by the collar of your shirt, drawing you closer to his face with a menacing grip. He looked like he was thinking about something—thinking about a decision.

He clicks his tongue.

"Ah, I know," Dante says, his expression and tone now calm. "Instead of sending you to hell, how about I take you there myself?" His smirk widens, a sinister glint in his eyes as he trails a finger along your jawline, his touch sending a shiver down your spine. The dark intent behind his words hangs heavy in the air.

#black clover #blackclover #bc #black clover x reader #black clover x y/n #dante zogratis x reader #dantezogratis #dante zogratis #zogratis x reader #zogratis

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zipperzippastic · 10 months ago

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How Hashiras swear

A random tought stuck in my mind. We had seen some character curse in the manga. But just to think about it, i wonder if they use bad words in their casual

(Plus i will include my oc, because i like to pretend its canon)

Rengoku Kyojuro

Of course this golden retriever not use bad words around younglings. Bet he just uses for fun with Tengen.

"Frickin gay frogs!"

"Damm ass demons"

"Fucking... " (Forgot his speech)

I can picture say all those with a happy smile

Iguro Obanai

This shorty probably put those banned words middle of his speech. Not gonna shame because his mouth covered with all bandages

"What the hell you talking about?!"

"Fuck you mean, nuh uh?"

And he all point finger at you harshly while saying these (fun fact: Kaburamaru biggest swear than him)

Kanroji Mitsuri

Bet she start using nasty words just for to be cool with her friends, don't worry she have no bad toughts when say these

"Fuck me! Shit my vagina! Suck my dick!"

And the demon she about to slay be like "wha... but you are a girl.. "

Uzui Tengen

Mostly use bad words as jokes, not have bad intentions either. He just an eccentric ass

"Hey Sanemi, you see this pole?"

"Yeah, what?"

"Snickers Fuck you haha!"

Tengen also try to joke like you said the bad words

"I have packed the furnitures.... "

"You fucked furnitures!?? Omg fjkkffjgshk"

Shinuzagawa Sanemi

A real rage quit

"Youmotherfuckerbitchshitheadfuckingfuckthefuckingbitchyoucansuckmydickand... "

Soo bro chill, calm down

Kocho Shinobu

When she get angry like Iguro. But use them at the end of her speech, for a bonus comeback

Like she have that calm smile on her face but angry veins popping on forehead

"Since when wounds healed by its own. Just listen to me.... cuuuunt... "

She can also use "whore", "bitch" and "faggot" too. Let's not make her that angry

Gumari Chakira

Not much, little demon only use them when freaked out

"Hhhgghhgghh... Shiiit!"

Tomioka Giyuu

I don't think he can. He soo quiet for that. The only I can think is when he encounter with Sanemi or Obanai

"Ligma... "

"Ligma what!?!"

"Ligma balls" and he flee

Himejime Gyomei

"Language!"

Yeah, I don't think he say any

Tokito Muichiro

"Bit-!?" Gyomei shut his mouth with big hand

Who teach him those words???

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extra-v1rgin · 6 months ago

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Posting this on the last day of may just like I did last year 🫡 This was gonna be smut but I got 4k in and it was all fluff and we had one week of may left…

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Tomioka usually ignores the mermaids that stray too close to him. His coworkers are fascinated by the extravagant fins that float in their vision and tricks the creature perform but Giyuu focuses solely on the actual job. He checks water ph and measures kelp growth and checks fish levels.

The mermaids are very beautiful but they can be rather annoying too. Looking for attention they often interrupt him by plucking the plants or blowing bubbles into his goggles. After he continues to ignore the mermaids they eventually leave but then he must change his calculations.

Giyuu is not friendly with many of his coworkers. He goes to work, takes his lunch alone, and returns home without much fanfare. Every once in a while a newcomer will question why he doesn’t enjoy the aquatic company but eventually they learn like everyone else to not ask questions.

While Tomioka is not popular he is good at his job. His coworkers respect him at the very least and the higher ups don’t care that he is often solitary as long as he continues to produce good results.

The promotion they give him is probably supposed to be a reward then, but Giyuu doesn’t care for change. A steep increase in pay is the only reason he doesn’t turn down the offer.

“Aren’t you happy to get promoted Tomioka-san?” Shinobu is already aware of his distaste for the new position and takes any opportunity she can to tease him about it. “Everyone else is very jealous of you!”

The man doesn’t know how to answer. He continues to pack up his meager possessions scattered throughout the work space.

“Rehabilitation environment supervisor! Very exciting title. It’ll look great on your new badge.”

��Kocho-san… I need to get going.”’

“Ah I suppose I’ll let you. We’ll be seeing more of each other now after all.” He might actually be happy about that. Shinobu is one of the only people who doesn’t seem to despise him but she can also be rather confusing.

—-

Having people to guide is a rather odd experience. His team is full of younger employees who are too eager to work. They chat too long between Giyuu’s short pauses in instruction and ask questions that have already been answered.

“Will we get to interact with the mermaids?” Tomioka keeps ignoring the question but after the fifth ask he grows tired. His brow furrows, “Probably not. Most tanks will be cultured before the… patients even arrive.”

A loud sigh falls from every mouth in the group. Tomioka doesn’t understand their disappointment. The open ocean was certainly more beautiful but preparing an empty tank with no flashy interruptions seems like a fair trade.

“Can we see the mermaids after we finish the tanks?”

“Ah… I suppose it depends on the reason they’re being treated.”

Immediately the mood in the room soars again. Even though the answer was vague at best most of the group has taken it as a positive sign. The chatter increases as Giyuu guides the group towards their first project.

The warehouse is a large place. Though Giyuu supposes it’s not larger than the oceans he explored before. He’s briefly toured the place before— both as a newcomer and after his recent promotion —but mostly the man relies on his map and the signs hung up to get around. They pass several rehabilitation areas, each marked for different circumstances. Again the group behind him bursts into whispers whenever they catch glimpses of figures moving behind foggy glass.

Tomioka scans his badge and finally steps into view of his current project. His subordinates fly through the door and exclaim when they catch sight of the mermaid floating through the tank.

The creature is not a typical specimen. Instead of the usual fins and flippers her lower half morphs into arms and tentacles.

“Isn’t she beautiful?” Everyone else is mesmerized as the mermaid dances around the aquarium. Her lower half drags through the sand as she moves.

Giyuu watches for a moment. It is true that the woman is stunning, her human half at least. Though her tentacles are a new sight for a mermaid ultimately they are the same seen on cephalopod. He gives her a minute longer than he gives any other creature that interrupts his work.

While most everyone else is distracted Tomioka approaches one of the researches. “Will she be moved while the plants are transported in?” Luckily the younger workers are too focused on the mercreature’s movements to lament his question.

“There’s a smaller area of the tank we can keep her confined to for a bit. She needs to stretch out her tentacle and arms so they’ll heal. We can only do the smaller tank a few hours at a time, and only once or twice a week.” Another glance backwards reveals just how bad the injuries are. Though the appendages have been bandaged the wrappings are stained a dark red.

Giyuu purses his lips and resists the urge to frown (or frown deeper than his default expression). If he has to work at that pace it’ll take a full month to finish the tank.

“Oh but you can do some work while she’s in the tank too! Mitsuri-san is very friendly.”

The offer is not very compelling but he nods anyways. “Will she listen to instruction?”

“Oh yes she’s very intelligent! She doesn’t speak any human language but seems to understand Japanese very well.”

Tomioka turned out the speaking as soon as he got a yes. “We can start next week then.” There’s still a few orders he has to place and things to delegate.

“Tomioka-san.” One of the bolder workers approaches him. “Can we stay a little while to watch Mitsuri-san?”

The man makes an odd expression that perfectly captures his confusion.

“That’s her name,” the researcher informs him. “I said it earlier but I suppose it wasn’t a proper introduction.”

Giyuu isn’t very good with names. The mermaids that were frequently floating around their research sites also had names but he never bothered to remember any of them either. Mostly he identified the creatures as the “blue one” or “spiked finned mean one.” At least now he doesn’t have to bother with differentiating her from any other mermaids. “Ahh… thank you.” He likely won’t remember this name either, or at least not longer than whatever time the job takes.

“Do you have any other questions?” Surely the researchers are used to a myriad of them. Giyuu has none. All the details about saline level and ph and cuttlefish habitats are contained within a folder he already has.

It takes awhile to gather the young group of workers to leave. They all let out groans like a gaggle of schoolchildren. In all fairness many were barely out of college, some lucky ones accepted into the program while they were still studying. Tomioka is unpersuaded by the grim reaction. He easily sweeps them back out into the hallway and in towards the next job.

All the rest of the rooms are much simpler, to the students at least. They see fish habitats as an easy project despite the fact that they require the same amount of attention and care as the larger species and their semi-mammalian cousins. If anything they were the harder group to care for precisely because people underestimated them. Giyuu’s job was to find what everyone else had let slip through the cracks. He informs the group of his expectations regarding this much to their displeasure.

—-

It takes some time for Tomioka and his subordinates to properly get started. There is the matter of analyzing what vegetation would be suit the environment and the animals needs. From there it takes another few days for the shipments he’s placed to arrive. When possible they may have another team get plants from nearby oceans but that doesn’t speed up the process much either.

Mermaids like Mitsuri are rare. Most are similar to fish of some kind with sleek tails and scales winding up their bodies. To have one more similar to a cephalopod was rare. It wasn’t unheard of but having one up close in the rehabilitation center was incredible. The fact that Tomioka is assigned to her case for one of his first projects spoke much about managements opinion of him. It also meant he was under much scrutiny.

The man works hard to create a nice environment. Certain materials he would normally use were prohibited in this case. Without them he had to find other things to fill the tank with. Giyuu didn’t understand why everyone was so concerned. Mermaids were annoying but they were not stupid and most were not clumsy. Her injuries were not a death sentence. In the wild she would’ve survived just fine, even if one of the arms was ultimately lost. If this wasn’t his first job he’d certainly push back on the idea.

Instead Tomioka makes do without coral and jagged stones. He buys swathes of kelp and bubbles of algae to cycle oxygen properly. Smaller piles of rocks (carefully examined to be verified as smooth enough) could help hide fish and stimulate how the creature might hunt in the wild. It was a lot of work but it made the researchers happy.

Giyuu, as always, is the most productive person on his team. At least it makes sense now with his strange leadership position. That doesn’t make the fact any less annoying. Mitsuri is far friendlier than any of the other mermaids he’s interacting with which means she’s happy to spend time entertaining his subordinates.

It’s not helpful that Tomioka isn’t much of a commander. He’s happy to hand out write ups and scold his subordinates but those measures only get them to behave for so long. Upper management expects some level of distraction so even they get annoyed with the large influx of written reports. Now the man tries to limits his complaints to once or twice per shift.

It seems like his indifference has stirred up rumors too. The younger workers inquire about his apparent distaste but the man doesn’t have an interesting answer. Nobody can understand why plants and ocean currents are more appealing than a half human fish creature. At least it gets the trainees to leave the man alone.

Even with the extra time needed to cultivate the space it begins to blossom beautifully. Truthfully without coral there is not as much color but he can appreciate the subtle hues of green that scatter over the tank. Mitsuri too seems to appreciate their hard work. She attempts to thank Giyuu personally. Most mermaids don’t share any kind of language with humans but when she brings the man dead fish and shiny rocks the intent is clear. Usually he takes the objects until they’ve left the tank, where he subsequently throws them away.

This continues the whole time the decorate the tank, which is to say over several weeks. Some other hard workers get gifts too and brag eagerly. None get as many as Tomioka. The last day of work, where they simply observe to make sure everything has been installed properly, Mitsuri launches a rather large crab over the walls of the tank. It lands right at Giyuu’s feet and the rest of the researchers burst into friendly laughter.

—-

When the job is over Tomioka is happy to move on. They have more jobs with mermaids and his subordinates are still too often distracted but some experience helps the next assignments go quicker.

Only a month or two since the first job the researchers call Giyuu back. There was a small crack in the tank. It wasn’t big enough to throughly drain the tank but even loosing a little water and algae could upset the whole system.

The man makes the executive decision to handle the upset alone. It will only take a week or so of testing and observation. His current projects are mostly nearing completion and loosening the reins on his team will be an interesting exercise.

“What happened to the tank?” Tomioka has no interest in putting in hard work if they’re going to keep calling him to in.

“One of the feeders fell off the walkway. I think he’s been fired, the poor guy.”

Giyuu grunts and does mourn for a brief moment. It was unfortunate for such an incident to occur. “How much water was lost?” He’s already been filled in on the general details but with the rush to get everything fixed there was no official report yet.

The details are a little fuzzy, even when coming from the researchers. It appears in the chaos of everything they haven’t even properly measured the waste. At least the glass and water have been cleaned up. With a frown Giyuu nods and moves over to take a look for himself.

When he climbs to the top of the tank and dons his scuba gear Mitsuri moves right under his feet. She expresses much excitement of seeing him again, flipping over and over in the water. The man sighs right before he dives in.

Mitsuri follows him throughout the tank. Muffled chirps and bubbles of water reach his ears, but they’re easily ignored. The water is perfectly quiet around him. It’s actually an enjoyable experience when there’s not juniors to keep an eye on. All the researchers, even the mermaid and other fish, fade to the background.

First Tomioka checks on all the plants that had been jostled at the bottom of the tank. The quick suction of water had luckily left most plants undisturbed. He brushes sand over stray roots but doesn’t need to do much more.

The most clear problem is how much of the algae floating on top has been lost. Patches of green and yellow no longer cloud the water’s surface. It barely affects the ph by even a full point but left untouched it could continue to fluctuate further.

Tomioka shoots back to the surface and removes his heavy mask. Pulling the wetsuit hood of his head Giyuu shakes the water free from his ears. “There’s a shipment of algae being sent to another one of my jobs. It can be rerouted to here for now.” Everyone nods very seriously.

“Where was the break in the tank?”

“Close to the walkway, two feet to the left of it.”

Giyuu leaves his mask and hood off while he swims over to the area. He taps the thin line separating the old glass from the repaired area. A few slams of his fingers against the glass and it continues to maintain its stability. Behind him Mitsuri drifts back over, curious. Satisfied with the quality he moves to climb back out of the tank. The mermaid’s human hand reaches out to pull at one of his slick flippers. When he steps upwards it easily slips free from her grasp.

Wearing the gear for such a short swim makes the long process of taking it off even worse. His hair sticks like slime to the back of his neck.

Back at the bottom the head researcher waits. Though he is technically the expert between the pair the man still looks at Giyuu with some apprehension.

“What’s the current Ph level?”

The man smooths his hair back. “It’s been fluctuating between 8.07 and 8.02 for the most part. The glass just broke yesterday so everything is still settling down.”

“Why haven’t you moved her?” Tomioka vaguely gestures behind himself.

“The temporary tanks are just that. She already stayed in one while the glass was being patched up. Mitsuri-san is safer, and happier, in this ecosystem.”

Tomioka grunts and nods. While his expertise is in habitats and flora that doesn’t mean he is clueless about mermaids. She will survive the night, much longer if needed.

“I’ll be back in the morning then, early. I can’t completely leave behind my team so I’ll be here outside of usual hours.”

“Thank you Tomioka-san, we appreciate it. I’m sure Mitsuri-san is excited to see you again.”

Giyuu glances behind himself briefly. The mermaid is peeking out from behind a larger structure of stone. She ducks down when blue eyes focus on her form. It’s surprisingly human-like behavior. The researcher laughs while Tomioka shakes his head and gathers his things.

—-

Early in the mornings and late in the evenings the entire facility is much quieter. Most enclosures only have one or two staff members monitoring the area while others have none at all. The lights are all dimmed. Instead of workers and students filling the hallways it’s just the occasional janitor.

With the transplant of algae the Ph of Mitsuri’s tank had settled at 8.09. It was still a touch too low which meant Giyuu wasn’t finished with the side project. He introduced more kelp and seagrass but it wasn’t enough of a change to alter the acidity at all. The few researchers there when he was still thanked him for the progress.

The mercreature had started up her antics again. Though Giyuu didn’t entertain her any more than he did before (which was to say not at all) her affection for him had not waned at all. She followed him quietly while he tended to the plants and buried more into the sand. Almost annoyingly the woman could even be helpful at times. If fish were swarming around a certain spot or a tool slipped from her hands Mitsuri acted like an assistant of sorts. It meant that Tomioka couldn’t ignore her presence. He even cautiously accepted one of her gifts, a perfectly round and smooth stone. Everyone else coos and laughs.

Giyuu has to return to work late, or early. Either way it’s pitch black outside and he’s exhausted. By some miracle he’ll find his keys here and if not he can steal a cot in the medical room. Shinobu would never let him hear the end of it, but locked out of his apartment the only alternative is a damp park bench.

His keys aren’t in his locker or hidden within his gear so the man must go hunting through the halls. Tomioka checks every room he has access to along the way. Most of them are too big to properly search but even with a quick scan he can tell they’re not likely there.

The last room he checks is Mitsuri’s. The lights are dark with only a scattering of light to imitate stars. Her tank seems to glow. Only a black outline of shape gives him a clue to what’s going on inside. A big round heap in the corner is easily recognizable as the mermaid. Tomioka expects her to be asleep but as he enters the room two luminescent eyes focus on him.

He plans on his usual act of ignoring her. Quickly the man walks around the room’s border. There’s still no sign of his keys and Giyuu is already dreading the lecture he’ll get tomorrow.

Loud thumps sound from the glass. The man turns around to find Mitsuri still staring at him. The blue glow makes her look more like a monster. Her arms and tentacles fan out behind her to create a threatening silhouette.

Still personality shines through as she waves excitedly. Having captured the man’s attention Mitsuri moves to her small collection of shiny items and particularly interesting rocks. From the middle she fishes out a simple keyring with a few golden keys on it. An old charm, indistinguishable with age, marks it as the item of Giyuu’s search.

Tomioka has no idea if he dropped the keys in the tank or if the creature plotted to steal them. A mixture of relief and apprehension mixes in his stomach as he steps close to the glass. Mitsuri waves the keys around, excited by the way Tomioka’s eyes track the movement.

“I need those back.” The man isn’t sure if he can’t hear him or just doesn’t understand. He points to the keys and then himself. “Mine.” There’s still no sign of recognition.

Sighing Tomioka moves over to the ladder. He climbs slowly, calling over Mitsuri several times to see if she will listen now. Though she reactions to the sound of his voice the mermaid doesn’t listen to any individual words.

At the top his keys are just out of his grasp.

“Give them,” he grunts. It’s been an hour since he’s started searching and at this point the man is not interested in any sort of game.

Unfortunately for him Mitsuri’s playful personality has not dimmed even with the late hour. She holds the keys just under the water’s surface, darting lower each time his hand reaches out. Tomioka leans just a bit too low and his center of gravity shifts. Before he can react the man is toppling into the water.

The temperature is surprisingly warm to reflect tropical waters but that doesn’t do much to dampen the shock. Giyuu is an expert swimmer but the rush of water up his nose and bubbles around him are still a bit disorienting.

Mitsuri is quick to scoop the man into her arms and drag him towards the small landing platform. The mercreature doesn’t consider his need to breathe and while transporting him keeps Giyuu underwater. It means he gets another lungful of water. By the time he’s deposited onto dry ground Tomioka is hacking up half his lungs.

When he finally can breathe normally and his eyes regain focus Mitsuri has disappeared. Keys have been carefully deposited next to him. The man doesn’t move quite yet, curling onto his side. Of course his clothes are completely soaked through. He has a spare set in his locker but doing any more work feels like an impossible task.

“Come back.” His voice is raw.

Mitsuri approaches slowly. Her form is barely visible as it rises back upwards. Once her face is within proper view it’s easy to see just how distraught she looks. Giyuu still doesn’t feel entirely sympathetic but he’s not the type of man to be angry either. “I don’t enjoy teasing or that sort of thing so don’t do it again.” Whether or not she completely understands his words Mitsuri nods. She’s clearly still sorry and places a dead fish on the platform next to Giyuu.

“And I don’t have any use for these gifts.”

The mermaid blushes and hesitantly takes the fish back. When Tomioka doesn’t stop her she quickly eats the small treat. Her teeth are sharp and terrifying despite the woman’s generally peaceful nature. Tomioka’s stomach goes a little weak again. He should get out of the tank and pass out on a cot.

Giyuu finally forces himself upwards. He still feels winded but it won’t stop him from moving. As he stands a throbbing pain in his ankle reveals itself. “Shit.” There’s large gash on his ankle that hadn’t been felt until now. It’s not disabling but red blood is smeared over his sock. His shoe is floating in the water a few feet away.

Mitsuri notices too. Instead of reaching out with a human arm one of the fish-like ones with suckers and slime curls loosely around his leg. Oddly the cool smooth feeling is nice. Giyuu’s not to sure about how hygienic it is though.

The man isn’t exactly frightened. If Mitsuri was dangerous, human-eating or aggressive, her tank would’ve been sealed off long ago. The researchers and everyone else have characterized her as safe. She is still a wild animal however and there is always a chance she will behave unpredictably. He isn’t frightened but Tomioka moves slowly and carefully.

His cut is inspected. The creature runs her human fingers over the area carefully. She pats his leg and dips back into the water.

Giyuu should leave. He doesn’t like mermaids and would rather be in bed. He’s not quite tired anymore, has pushed past that threshold, but a nap would still be better than anything. It’s some mysterious force that keeps him rooted in place.

Mitsuri isn’t gone for long. She returns with a roll of waterproof gauze, the same kind used on her arms and tentacles. She looks very pleased with herself.

That pulls an actual smile from Giyuu’s lips (even if it is very small and looks strained). He sits back down and goes to grab the roll. Instead Mitsuri keeps it firmly in her hands and grabs his foot herself. She wraps his ankle with surprising expertise. It’s perfectly snug and the pain immediately dampens.

“Thank you.” Tomioka tries to sound nice even though he’s mostly thinking about the fact that this is still partially Mitsuri’s fault. “Can I have my shoe?” He doesn’t fancy taking another swim.

The mermaid reacts very enthusiastically When fetching the new object she takes a thorough assessment of the man’s show. It’s definitely unhygienic the way she tucks her entire hand into it and Tomioka wonders if he should tell the researchers about it.

As she hands over the object the mermaid plays no games. Giyuu pulls on the shoe in quick succession. It may be cliche for Mitsuri to be intrigued by his feet but one of her tentacles rises and pokes the rubber sole. Her interested noises are much more audible above the water and she grows rather loud with excitement.

He pats himself down. His keys are back in his pockets. Both shoes are back on. His hair slipped out of it’s tie but that’s-

It’s really one thing after another. The rubber band is a simple thing but if a fish ate it or it got stuck around something Giyuu would get fired. There’s a high chance he’ll get fired anyways.

“I need-“ He pauses and makes vague gestures. “It’s a little black circle.”

Mitsuri looks lost.

Tomioka sighs. “I’ll be back.” The man will have to commit to a night of no sleep. He climbs out of the tank, which accentuates the pain in his ankle. It’s easy to find a stray pair of goggles and a flashlight. Most of the nearby desks are surprisingly messy.

Really he should go back and get proper scuba gear but Tomioka doesn’t want to make this longer than needed. He can reach the tank floor within just a few seconds.

Giyuu proves so when he climbs up and dives back in. His ankle is soothed by the perfect temperature and the subtle cycling of the water helps push him downwards.

The searching seems hopeless for the most part. Mitsuri helps, able to jostle large areas with her many legs, but she also presents every oddity to his eyes. Tomioka is the only one actually searching and his range is much more limited. He wonders how hard it’ll be to find another job.

The mermaid very excitedly shows him a black loop but it’s just an odd wilted piece of kelp. With a sigh he boosts himself up back to the surface. Still wanting to help she goes back to carrying the man around, bringing him up within seconds. The tank isn’t deep enough for the change in pressure to be problematic but it’s still disorienting and strange. Giyuu is a little more prepared this time though and clings to her as soon as her arms wrap around his waist.

Even on top the woman hesitates to let go of him. Her tentacles weave in and out of his legs. She keeps him suspended in the middle of the tank instead of depositing him back at the platform. Like this Giyuu stays close enough to feel her slow heartbeat and cool skin.

There’s the matter of appearance too. It’s not like Tomioka is unaware of how beautiful Mitsuri is. She’s far more beautiful than any human he’s seen, even actors on tv. He is not blind but for the most part their beauty doesn’t matter to him.

When she is two inches away with her breasts pushing against his arm her beauty is much more apparent. She is topless, most mermaids are nude. He avoids looking too closely now. “I need to go down again.” Giyuu pats her arms lightly, feeling the strong muscle underneath.

It takes another hour of repeating the pattern to find his stray hair band loose in between a pile of rocks. Mitsuri cradles the man like a bride whenever Giyuu surfaces for air. Even the short distances she enjoys keeping him within her arms. After the third or fourth time he is more comfortable being paraded around. She does have a good sense of where to take Tomioka, depositing him back onto the exit platform when the whole affair is over.

“Thank you.” He expresses himself much more sincerely now. Mitsuri clings to his legs and rests her head in his lap. Her long braids spread outwards like rays of sun. Without the flashlight on or a dull sense of panic the experience is much nicer. It also brings back the need for sleep. Giyuu will have to call out of work tomorrow, or in a few hours.

“I’ll bring some fish or… something, sometime.” When he considers the gifts she’s given him he wonders if a shiny rock would do.

Mitsuri chirps and quickly leaps up beside him. She presses her lips against his cheek. It’s an odd feeling, not quite a kiss with the way the muscles work there. The following hug is suffocating. Human and fish arms alongside tentacles engulf the man completely. It’s another odd feeling with slime and suckers wrapping over and under his arms.

Giyuu feels warm all over. He isn’t sure what to do once the girl pulls away. The man mumbles something, probably a “goodnight,” and stumbles towards the ladder. He only realizes he’s blushing when he reaches the bottom.

Tomioka calls in sick the next day.

—-

Giyuu has to pay someone to have the security footage go missing or written over or however that works. Uzui, the head guard, makes a dozen perverted jokes and wraps an arm around Tomioka like they’re friends but eventually he does as told.

Everything else is exactly the same which is strange. The man feels like months have passed overnight. Having to go back to yelling at subordinates and drafting schedules is strange.

Of course the man’s opinions on all other mermaids has not changed. He gets tired quickly and shuns company when possible.

Still almost every night (or at least once a week) he slips Uzui a gift or wad of cash and visits the only mermaid he likes.

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