#slight sanegiyuu

[xxlady-lunaxx]

hi!! i was rewatching the sngy fight and it made me remember the tanjirou-sanemi restraining order thing they now have 😭

imagine if tanjirou uses that as an excuse to make sanemi get away from giyuu, and sanemi having to go and request for it to be annulated only to be told he has to "prove" that he gets along with tanjirou

it would be super cool if you could write smt about that, but if no then its totally okay, just wanted to share the thought since i think is fit right with ur sanegiyuu and overprotective kamados fics!

OHMYGOSH HELP I LOVE THAT this is great askkfkd lets give it the same concept as the overprotective kamados/sngy but make it happen differently (and I'm sorry for taking a while)

The crows stared at Sanemi, trying to figure him out.

"You're saying...?" one of the crows asked, its voice pitchy and almost annoying.

Sanemi rolled his eyes. He was crouched in front of them, impatience bubbling in him. "I'm saying I want the restraint to be lifted," he repeated, trying to fight the rising anger.

"But last time you two were near each other it was all fists and kicks, there's no way the Master will approve of this," the other crow squawked.

"Well tell him that I promise not to do anything!" Sanemi snapped, a breath away from pummeling the stupid birds. "Kamado keeps clinging onto Tomioka like a fuckin' koala and I can't go near Tomioka if Kamado and his sister are there 24/7. Can you just ask???"

The crows discussed (loudly) between each other before agreeing that they could ask Kagaya.

"Took you long enough," Sanemi muttered as they flew back into the sky towards the Master's house. A day later, he got a response.

"He said the order will be removed if you can prove that you and Tanjiro Kamado can get along—in other words, stay in the same room and not kill each other," the crows informed him.

Sanemi glared at it with disdain. "Fuck, fine! Fine!" he grumbled, turning and stalking in the vague direction Giyuu's house sat.

"Hey! You can't go to Tanjiro, the restraint order is still up!" one of the crows called after him.

Sanemi turned towards it, glowering. "Then how the fuck do I prove we can get along?!"

The crow faltered. "Oh... I don't know."

"Exactly!" He continued towards the house, the crows following from the sky. When he got there, both the Kamados were clinging onto Giyuu as if he was their life source—not for the first time—and all three looked up as Sanemi started down the path in clear view.

"Shinazugawa?" Giyuu said, surprised that Sanemi might be willingly visiting him.

Tanjiro, on the other hand, all but hissed at him, eyes narrowed. "We can't be near each other," he said. It sounded as if he was barely resisting the urge to yell. Apparently, he was still very stingy about their last interaction.

Sanemi jerked a thumb in the general direction of the crows. "Said I could make amends," he said stiffly, suddenly unsure what to do. He wasn't really known to be good with children anymore and Tanjiro all but hated him. Besides, what he did know how to do was deal with the smaller children—toddlers, babies, literally anything under, say, thirteen. But teens? Oh, he was fucked

"What do you mean?" Giyuu asked, frowning. As if just now remembering about the restraining order, he wrapped his arms protectively around Tanjiro, tugging Nezuko closer simultaneously.

Sanemi let out a breath. "Master said that I could try getting along with Kamado, then we don't have to avoid each other," he said, trying to keep down the bite in his voice.

"Why are you seeking out Tanjiro...?" Giyuu said, a dubious look crossing over his face. Honestly, Sanemi couldn't blame him.

"I'm not. But he's always around you like a vulture circling a dead body and the order had to be taken down for me to be near you too, at this point," Sanemi said, giving Tanjiro a disdainful look.

"You want to see me?" Giyuu asked quietly, a crease in his brow. Was this really Sanemi? Although, he supposed it was, what with the comparison to a vulture. Was he calling Giyuu a dead body-?

"Er... yeah," Sanemi said awkwardly, averting his eyes only to meet Tanjiro's angry glare. He glared back.

One of the crows overhead squawked. "You're supposed to be getting along!" it said, much too loudly.

Sanemi turned his gaze to glare up at the crows before he forced himself to calm down, leveling his rising annoyance. "Shit, okay. Listen, Kamado, I promise to not fight you or whatever and I'm sorry for earlier," he muttered, hoping he sounded more genuine than he felt.

Tanjiro looked away, unwilling to give in. "You have to apologize to Genya. Otherwise, I can't accept the apology," he said, hugging Giyuu.

Giyuu, confused, hugged back. Sanemi ground some of the rocks under his foot, wishing they'd turn to dust.

"It's not about Genya," he said through clenched teeth.

"It is!" Tanjiro insisted, peeking over his shoulder to look at him. "You were being horrible to Genya which is why I stepped in, so unless you apologize to him, I'm going to keep going by the Master's orders!"

Sanemi stared at him, debating if he'd rather screw off Tanjiro's head or throw him in a shredder because—what the fuck?! Why was he being so goddamn petty?!

"Look, if you don't want this then go somewhere else and let me talk to Tomioka!" Sanemi all but shouted, running low on patience. Really, he had been tipping over the edge the whole time. "I don't even want to talk to you, but you keep being in the fucking way!"

Nezuko hid behind Giyuu as Sanemi's voice raised. Tanjiro let go of Giyuu to hug her instead, turning back to Sanemi as he held her, glaring daggers at the Hashira.

"Stop shouting! And I'm not leaving Giyuu-san. For all we know, you're gonna be mean to him!" Tanjiro snapped, nudging Giyuu gently with his shoulder. "I don't want you to be mean!"

Sanemi let out a prolonged sigh, hands closing into fists, his fingernails digging into his palm. "I'm not going to be 'mean,' okay? I just want to talk," he said slowly. He knew damn well that Tanjiro knew that. He could probably smell that he had no bad intentions towards Giyuu. Unless every thought Sanemi was having about Tanjiro right now overpowered that. Fuck did he want to kill that boy.

"Nuh uh!" Tanjiro said, seemingly out of arguments.

Giyuu, torn in two, looked apologetically to Sanemi. "We can talk later... The Kasugai look mad, too," he noted, glancing up at the crows who were indeed mad.

Sanemi pursed his lips. "Fuck. Fine. Send a crow when you're alone—and don't use your own, that bird'll die at my doorstep," he said irritably before turning and stalking away.

oops,, sanemi gonna play a little game of gay chicken when it comes to actually confessing tho tbh

[ohagi-bites]

Can I have SaneGiyuu NSFW with Intersex Giyuu as Sanemi finds out that he didn't have a cock but a pussy instead?

(Tysm for being my first request!! I’ve never written anything intersex character before but please lmk how I did or if I got Giyuu’s pronouns wrong🫂)

minors dni

Smut below cut

I kinda hit a wall at the end but I tried 😭😭

Sanemi has always knows that Giyuu is a little touchy about the topic of sex. Always hesitant to allow anything more than a semi-heated kiss. He respects this boundary as best he can, the consequence of losing Giyuu too devastating to even consider.

But damn does Giyuu love testing Sanemi’s control. The best damn part? Giyuu isn’t even aware of what he does to his stoic lover.

Like right now. Giyuu shuffles into the kitchen while rubbing his eyes, his inky hair a beautiful mess. He’s wearing nothing but one of Sanemi’s shirts, the hem stopping mid thigh, making Sanemi blush and tighten his grip on his coffee mug. “Morning,” Giyuu yawns, his voice groggy.

Sanemi smiles, taking a sip of coffee to hide his blush. “Morning, cutie. How’d you sleep?”

Giyuu grumbles, rubbing his neck. “Better once the sting went away.” He buries his face in Sanemi’s chest. “You always bite too hard,” he complains, voice muffled.

Sanemi grins softly and strokes Giyuu’s hair. “I can’t help it!” He defends. “It’s not my fault you’re so soft and sweet.”

Giyuu stiffens, recognizing Sanemi’s tone and wiggles out of his grasp to pour himself coffee, ignoring Sanemi’s look of dismay.

“Giyuu,” Sanemi calls softly, making the other freeze mid-sip. “Sanemi?” Giyuu replies softly, uncertainty lacing his words.

Sanemi sighs and shakes his head, not wanting to cause the other discomfort. “Nothing. It’s nothing.”

Giyuu’s brows furrow. “Baby?” He asks hesitantly, knowing there’s something on Sanemi’s mind, something he’s just being stubborn about. Giyuu moved closer to Sanemi, setting his mug down and cupping Sanemi’s face in his hands. “What’s wrong?”

Sanemi swallows, unable to hide from those piercing deep blue eyes. “nothing, Gyuu. Promise.”

Giyuu pouts, unsatisfied with the answer and presses his lips to Sanemi’s collarbone, nuzzling against him. “You can tell me,” he whispers, his breath warming Sanemi’s skin.

Sanemi’s breath hitches and he turns his head, covering the bottom half of his face with his large hand. “Don’t do that,” he mutters, to which Giyuu asks “Do what?”

“You know what,” Sanemi replies, flustered. Giyuu blinks up at him, right eye slightly slower on the blink, making him look like a sleepy blue-eyes frog. Sanemi palms Giyuu’s forehead, pushing him away a bit. “Stop it.”

Giyuu pouts. “Is this because of sex?”

Sanemi freezes, pressing his lips together. “No,” he lies unsteadily.

Giyuu looks down. “Nemi, it— it’s not you… I promise, I just—“

“Not ready,” Sanemi finishes. “I know. I’m not gonna push you.”

Giyuu huffs in slight frustration and mumbles under his breath. “I’m gonna go shower… I’m meeting Kyojuro for lunch.”

Sanemi watches him walk away and runs a hand through his hair. “Fuck,” he breathes out.

“Nemi?” Giyuu closes the door behind him. “I’m home!” No answer. Giyuu frowns to himself and walks into the apartment, dropping his keys on the table. “Sanemi?” He tries again. Still no answer.

“Odd,” Giyuu mumbles. He makes his way to their shared bedroom and peeks in. No sign of his boyfriend.

Giyuu wanders over to the bed and flips down, their earlier conversation running through his mind. He winces at the hurt in Sanemi’s eyes when Giyuu asked him if this was about sex. He hasn’t told Sanemi yet, and he’s not really sure how… what is Sanemi thinks he’s a freak and leaves him?

Giyuu groans in frustration and rolls over, knocking his phone off the bed. Grumbling, he reaches down to pick it up, but stops when he catches sight of a small blue box under the bed. “What’s this?”

With a grunt, he hoists the box onto the bed and pulls the ribbon open to find the last thins he expected. A vibrating wand.

“Oh my god,” Giyuu whispers to himself. “When did he…” Feeling his face heat up, Giyuu quickly drops the toy back into the box and pushed it away, his heart hammering.

Sanemi wouldn’t… right? Obviously he bought it on impulse… maybe it’s not even for me… yeah that’s it… Oh, who am I kidding

Taking a breath, Giyuu tentatively reaches out and opens the box, slowly pulling the toy back out. It’s slightly textured silicone with more buttons than seems necessary, and thick. So thick. Giyuu swallows, wondering if it would even fit. Then immediately shakes his head. What the hell am I doing?

He can’t deny the way the thought of Sanemi using it on him makes his core pulse, a reminder of the secret he’s been hiding all this time. Honestly, how Sanemi has managed to make it through almost a year without jumping Giyuu is a mystery. But right now, all Giyuu knows is that he’s pissed he’s been waiting, pissed that he’s been hiding because goddamn the things he knows Sanemi could do with this thing.

Giyuu bites his lip, debating. It doesn’t seem like Sanemi will be home anytime soon. He’d text Giyuu if he was on the way… yeah…

Before he can over think it, Giyuu leans back and slips his fingers under the waist of his black cargo pants, brushing over his pulsing clit, a shaky breath escaping his lips. How is he so sensitive? Is it because it’s been a week or two since he’s done this? His mind jumps with questions as his fingers inch beneath his underwear to slide against his already dripping core. “God,” he groans, slightly embarrassed at how wet he is from the thought of Sanemi using the toy on him.

Slowly working his finger in and out of his cunt, Giyuu considers the purple wand, wondering where Sanemi was planning on having it. Probably up Giyuu’s ass, since he doesn’t know Giyuu has another perfectly functional hole.

With a deep breath, Giyuu turns the wand on to the lowest setting, blinking at how intense it feels against his palm, feeling like he’s breaking some unspoken rule. I shouldn’t… but the throbbing between his legs demands otherwise.

“Fuck,” Giyuu sighs. I’ll be quick, he thinks to himself, tugging his cargos pants and briefs down and touching the tip of the vibrator to his clit. He gasps, a sharp “shit” leaving his lips at how powerful the lowest setting is.

His eyes flutter shut as he slides the toy along his dripping slit, legs falling open as it dips inside his core, making him whimper softly, pussy fluttering around nothing. “Nemi,” he whimpers, pulling the wand back to his clit and pushing two fingers into his sopping core, imagining his fingers were actually his boyfriend’s.

Giyuu’s breathing picks up, getting heavy as small whines and breathy moans leave his lips, feeling the knot in his stomach tighten quickly, the vibrations intensifying as he turns it up.

“Fuck, oh fuck, oh my god,” Giyuu groans, back arching away from the bed. He increases the pace of his fingers, trying to match the intensity of the vibrator. “Sanemi,” he moans, breathlessly. “*ngh* fuck— S-Sanemi—“

“‘M right here,” a voice says from the doorway.

Giyuu gasps, legs snapping shut as his gaze flies to the bedroom door to see Sanemi leaning against the doorframe, his gaze dark. “So,” he says, arms crossed.

“N-Nemi, I—“

Sanemi cuts him off. “What’s this?” He asks, his tone dangerous as he pushes off the doorframe and moves into the room to lean against the dresser. “Seems like someone needs some help, hm?”

Giyuu swallows, unsure of how to continue the conversation, knowing he’s caught. Sanemi seems to know how to handle the situation, though, and says “Please, princess. Don’t stop on my account. Keep going.”

Giyuu’s eyes widen. “W-what?”

“Did I fuckin stutter?” Sanemi asks darkly. “I said keep going. Show me how you play with that pretty pussy when I’m not home.”

Giyuu blinks, legs pressing together. “I— I don’t know what—“

“What I’m talking about?” Sanemi sneers. “Please, baby. I’ve been standing at that door for five minutes. I’ve seen it all.”

“Sanemi, I—“ tears blur Giyuu’s vision, suddenly scared. Sanemi seems to sense this and softens. “Hey, now. Baby, what’s wrong?”

Giyuu swallows. “Just… wanted to be good for you,” he mumbles. “And now I’m not good enough…”

Sanemi’s eyes widen in disbelief. “The fuck did you say? Not good enough? Baby what are you talkin about?“

Giyuu’s face flushed and he looks away, mumbling “cause I kept a secret like this…”

Sanemi sighs. “Listen to me. I wish you had felt secure enough to tell me sooner… on your own… but let me tell you something…” he stalks towards the bed and kneels on the mattress, cupping Giyuu’s cheek. “That pussy? Prettiest fucking pussy I’ve ever seen,” he says in a hushed tone.

“Nemi,” Giyuu whines, slightly embarrassed.

“What’s wrong, princess? Don’t think I’m right?” Sanemi’s eyes search Giyuu’s, trying to sift through the hidden uncertainty.

Giyuu looks away and Sanemi sighs. “Guess I’ll just have to convince you, huh?” Giyuu Can barely finish asking “Convince me how?” before he feels Sanemi’s hand cup his dripping core, a small gasp escaping his lips.

“God,” Sanemi groans, pressing his lips to Giyuu’s. Giyuu whimpers into the kiss and grips Sanemi’s shirt, desperately clinging to him and Sanemi gently massages his cunt. “So fuckin wet,” Sanemi mumbles between kisses.

“Sanemi,” Giyuu whines, pushing his hips up into Sanemi’s touch. Sanemi growls possessively and slides his fingers against Giyuu’s clit, a hum of satisfaction leaving his lips at the sudden moan that leaves Giyuu’s lips.

“Relax for me,” Sanemi mumbles, slowly punching his middle and ring fingers into Giyuu’s core. “Pussy’s so tight, baby,” he says, trailing kisses down Giyuu’s neck.

Giyuu, in the other hand, is already succumbing to the pleasure coursing through him, unable to fully think. “S-Sanemi,” he moans, hand frantically gripping him closer.

“I’m here, princess,” Sanemi says reassuringly. “Use your words.”

Giyuu lets out a damn near sinful moan as Sanemi’s thumb finds his clit, pressing hard as his fingers work in and out of hit tight cunt. “That’s it, baby,” Sanemi growls, sounding pleased. He. Prices the grip Giyuu still has on the wand and grins, turning it to the fourth setting and guiding Giyuu to hold it against his clit. “Sanemi!” Giyuu yelps, the sudden vibrations coupled with Sanemi’s fingers thrusting in and out of his pussy intense.

“Keep that right there for me, hm?” Sanemi says sweetly, nipping at Giyuu’s neck. Giyuu lets out a shaky moan, legs already trembling from the powerful vibrations.

Sanemi curls his fingers and Giyuu’s body jolts, a gasp leaving his lips. “There you are,” Sanemi mumbles to himself. Stroking that spot, he gradually works a third finger in, causing Giyuu to whimper at the unexpected stretch. “Hurts,” Giyuu whimpers.

Sanemi sucks a mark below his jaw. “Shh-hhh, it’s okay… I’ve gotcha, don’t worry.” He makes it knuckle deep with his third finger and start to stroke Giyuu’s g-spot, making him squirm.

“Sanemi!” Giyuu cries out, the pleasure starting to overwhelm him.

Sanemi raises up and kisses Giyuu softly. “That’s it, princess… doin’ so good for me… d’you feel that, Gyuu? Feel how your pussy’s grippin my fingers? So fucking greedy.”

Tears leak out of the corners or Ciyuus eyes, which Sanemi quickly kisses away, reaching with his free hand to turn the vibrator up again, eliciting a loud, high, moan to rip from Giyuu’s lips, the sound going straight to Sanemi’s cock.

“‘M so close,” Giyuu cries, his body shaking. “Let go,” Sanemi mumbles against Giyuu’s lips. “Just let go… cum for me, I’ve got you.”

Gasps and whines echo through the room as the wand suddenly falls from Giyuu’s hand and he gasps “gonna— gonna— fuck I’m cumming— Sanemi—“

Sanemi thrusts his fingers into Giyuu’s cunt harder, his other hand replacing the wand on his clit, rubbing furiously. A broken moan fills the room, and Giyuu’s whole body convulses as he breaks, cumming all over Sanemi’s hand.

“Look at you,” Sanemi whispers. “Good boy…” he leans down and kisses Giyuu softly, fingers slowly thrusting in and out of him as he rides out his orgasm.

“Nemi,” Giyuu gasps, arms winding around Sanemi’s neck.

“Right here, princess,” Sanemi mumbles, falling onto the mattress next to Giyuu. “Not goin nowhere.”

Giyuu buries his face in Sanemi’s chest. “You fucker,” Giyuu mumbles against him. Sanemi grins. “Fucker? How come?”

Giyuu pulls away a bit. “You’re so— so— so cocky. God. Why aren’t you freaked out?”

Sanemi smirks. “Freaked out by what? My boyfriend having a pussy?” Giyuu groans. “Could— could you not say it like that?” Sanemi chuckles. “Sorry, princess. But there’s no other way to put it.”

Giyuu huffs. “i know. So? Ypire not freaked out? Or think I’m weird? Or want to leave?”

Sabemi kisses his forehead. “Gyuu, of course not. You’re not weird. Or a freak. You’re my boyfriend, and I love you no matter what.”

Giyuu makes a fake gagging sound. “Who are you and what have you done with my boyfriend?” Sanemi flushes. “Look— I’m trying to be sweet, alright?”

Giyuu nuzzles agaisnt Sanemi. “I appreciate it…”

After a few moments, Sanemi breaks the silence. “Does this mean I have a boyfriend and a girlfriend at the same time?”

“Sanemi!”

[demonslayerunhinged]

Unhinged yap/headcanon

What happened after?

In the context of SaneGiyuu, Sanemi's inferiority complex is really sad because as he's feelings for Giyuu develop and get stronger, there'll probably be that voice at the back of his head that says Giyuu wouldn't want to date someone like him.

Giyuu calling him beautiful must have hit him like a bus. He's used to people being afraid of him, calling him ugly or scary, so to have someone not only think he's worthy of attention but to call him beautiful???

Well....

Giyuu on the other hand struggles with his own esteem as well. He has to deal with depression over losing his sister and Sabito, his first love then, his imposter syndrome thinking that he's not worthy of being the water Hashira.

In his mind, he thinks that the second strongest Hashira wouldn't really think much of a guy like him. Sanemi is cool and badass, he says what's on his mind and isn't afraid of nobody, and Giyuu wishes he could be like that.

...

Giyuu wasn't sure what to think of the wind Hashira at first. They were tasked on a mission together along with a small group of junior slayers. Even though Sanemi had piqued his interest at his introductory meeting in the Master's mansion, right now he was much more focused on just getting the job done and going home.

The demons turned out to be a lot more than they initially thought and Giyuu was unsure that he would be able to fight and keep the junior slayers safe, but as he's cutting them down, he sees Sanemi rushing towards the hoard with a wide smile on his face.

"Come on! I'll take all of you bastards!"

Wind breathing, fourth form: Rising Dust Storm

This leaves the demons in shreds, drenching Sanemi in a shower of blood and guts.

Giyuu dealt with the rest of the hoard, and after he decapitated the last demon, Sanemi came up to him, his katana resting lazily on his shoulder. He had his usual grumpy look, but he said

"You're strong, that's good"

He then turned abruptly and went to check up on the civilians.

Giyuu stared after him for a minute before going to check in on the junior slayers and the civilians. Throughout the time, Sanemi's words were still ringing in his head.

You're strong, that's good

You're strong

They didn't go on any more missions after that, as their status as Hashira meant their had to head separate teams of juniors on missions. Giyuu tried to forget about Sanemi and his words since that day, but he couldn't.

Not seeing each other was good because it meant Giyuu was able to put away his feelings, he didn't know what to make of them. Why had the words stuck to him? What had his feelings meant?

At the next Hashira meeting, he watched as Sanemi sidled beside Rengoku with Obanai on his right, for a brief moment they locked eyes, and then Giyuu knew. He knew, he knew, he knew, he knew.

...

(This is the night after Giyuu called Sanemi beautiful. Muzan's visit to the Ubuyashiki mansion was delayed because his dry-cleaning got lost in the mail, idk)

Giyuu sat on the edge of the well, lost in thought, when he felt a slight rush of wind. He didn't have to look to know who it was on the other side of the well.

There was a brief moment of silence between them, Giyuu was the first to speak, he made an attempt to apologize

"Shinazugawa...I-"

"Did you mean what you said?" Sanemi's voice was gruff, but his words were a soft whisper.

His first instinct was to lie, but honestly he was exhausted. What did he have to lose?

"Yes"

There was silence again. This one stretched for so long, Giyuu for a silly moment thought that Sanemi had fallen asleep.

Then he heard the crunch of gravel as Sanemi stood up straight.

"The final set of trainees left for Gyomei's mansion this afternoon" he whispered

Giyuu eyebrows furrowed in confusion, he turned to the other side of the well. Sanemi's back was to him, Giyuu wanted to ask why he told him this but was cut off as Sanemi continued.

"The next set would be coming in tomorrow morning"

Then he was gone, leaving Giyuu in a state of confusion. What had Sanemi meant by that? What was he trying to say? He pondered for a moment, then a soft, sharp gasp left his lips as his eyes widened in realization.

Giyuu knew. He knew, he knew, he knew, he knew.

[getsuuna]

ok so here's my complaint of the day!

I wrote this during the moment I felt like complaining and I was sleepy so it MIGHT be a little dramatic 😇

every time I'm devouring a SaneGiyuu fic because I like its plot for a while, here goes a smut scene that never fails to make me sigh and mayhaps roll my eyes

most of the times I know I'll get icked but decide to read because "what if it's not that bad",, then it's almost always the same shit over and over: Sanemi topping, bonus points if there's even just slight roughness (yikes😬...), Giyuu being loud and being described in degrading terms [and basically none of this was told beforehand in tags nor notes, almost as if it was the "normal" perception of SaneGiyuu for most people...??? shut UP??😃]

respectfully, it's ass.

I'm tired, these tropes are overused and fucking inaccurate dare I say, unless there's a reason in the fanfic's AU specifically but I still find it to be too common and weird. if you want a somewhat accurate SaneGiyuu pay gorn (/hj /ref) it must be them switching AND being romantic. where the FUCK is the romance,, the last one I've read now wasn't that bad because it still mentioned adoration, kisses and love overall, but there's almost always something that icks me even just in the few fics I've read so far, and it makes my reading experience sm slower and uncomfortable afterwards even if I initially loved the fic

now, as I've stated multiple times, I hate the "rough daddy dom Sanemi" and "submissive twink Giyuu" headcanons with every single inch of my entire being in&out including my whole soul /drm,,, and not just in sex scenes but in their overall dynamic, it's so enraging I don't care if someone disagrees I'd just stare and judge??😭😭😭my main purpose when I complain abt this stuff is to look for other people with my same mindset (thank GOD I saw lots of them so far though)

the disrespect, and the fetishization of queer couples in which one "has to look/act more like the opposite gender" and inevitably the one who has more apparent feminine traits has to be the sub, bc they associate femininity with submissiveness. heteronormativity and borderline patriarchy-inducted stereotypes?? woah./neg

let Sanemi receive, it won't make him any less of a man nor threaten his masculinity I promise🥺 same goes for Giyuu if he was actually written like the manly strong man and SOLDIER he fucking is? I still wouldn't really really prefer it but I would respect the preference in that case.. heated arguments about who tops or bottoms are inherently fetishizing and stupid, however if I see a (weird) pattern I'm gonna hate it sorry not sorry😭🙏🏻

also please if someone can recommend SaneGiyuu fics with NO smut or actually well written sex scenes with them preferably switching (it's the only actual realistic trope and I stand by this fact) I'll be thankful, and I'm taking the occasion to also recommend "You And Me, Alone Together" by Katz3 (yes there's also occasional sex scenes and yes they're perfect in every possible way, the whole fic is!! I have yet to find a better fic and I know I won't, despite it being underrated); or maybe if you have fic recs in which Giyuu exclusively tops if there's NSFW scenes, out of nothing but pure spite, I would be thankful as well🥰

one last thing bc I usually get heavily misinterpreted whenever I complain abt anything: I'm NOT saying "GiyuSane is better" (even if that's what *I* personally think, due to how I interpret their writing and how I headcanon their relationship dynamic which has nothing much different from most, I just don't twinkify/overly-feminize/infantilize Giyuu nor I over-sexualize/booktok-fy Sanemi), I'm just saying it's more realistic if they switched: it's more accurate, more inclusive, less mischaracterizing, less stereotyped and therefore less heteronormative and less fetishizing...

and about the degrading and roughness and all that I mentioned, I just despise it. for every ship and every trope, whether m/f, f/f or m/m. it takes romance away imo and I won't be sugarcoating it with "oh but it's consensual so it's fine" nor negotiating it in order not to piss off the people who like this kind of content; I'm sorry, keep your preferences, but I won't be shutting the fuck up if I have to read it every goddamn time I naively think there's normal and loving sex scenes. put tags to warn readers who don't wanna read that shit so they can skip it if they still gave the fic a shot, please🙏🏻

[lunareclipsa1026]

SaneGiyuu scenario I created in ChatGPT :

Just The Two Of Us.....Or Not

Part 1

It was rare for Sanemi and Giyuu to have time off from their Demon Slayer duties, so when the opportunity arose for them to go on a date, it felt almost like a dream. They hadn’t exactly been upfront about their relationship yet—mostly because neither of them was good at expressing feelings, let alone going on public dates. But today, they decided to spend a quiet day together, no demons, no distractions, just the two of them.

They arrived at a small, peaceful restaurant in a nearby town, far enough from headquarters that no one would recognize them immediately. The warm sunlight poured in through the windows, and there was a slight breeze carrying the scent of food through the air. It was the perfect setting—quiet, intimate, with the sound of soft chatter and the clink of dishes in the background.

Sanemi, as usual, wasn’t exactly used to the idea of sitting down and simply enjoying a meal, but Giyuu had insisted. It was important, he had said, for them to relax for once.

The two of them sat at a small, round table by the window. Giyuu, ever the reserved one, was quietly admiring the food menu while Sanemi fidgeted uncomfortably in his seat. He kept looking around, like he was expecting something to happen, even though everything was normal.

Sanemi finally leaned back in his chair with an exaggerated sigh. “This is dumb. It feels like we’re just… sitting here, waiting for something.”

Giyuu glanced up from the menu with a small, almost amused smile. “It’s supposed to be a date, Sanemi. You don’t have to keep moving.”

Sanemi shot him a glare, clearly not used to being told to “relax,” but deep down, he appreciated it. Giyuu, in his usual quiet way, always managed to balance out Sanemi’s restless energy.

Before Sanemi could respond with some sarcastic retort, the door to the restaurant opened, and in walked two very familiar figures.

Mitsuri, in her usual exuberant manner, entered first, her pink hair bouncing with each step. Her arms were linked with the brooding Obanai, who had his usual scowl on his face, though his eyes softened slightly when he glanced at her.

"Ah, what’s this?" Sanemi muttered under his breath, eyes narrowing as he recognized the two Hashiras. "Of all the places..."

Giyuu looked up, his usual stoic expression twitching slightly. He quickly turned his attention back to his menu, trying to act as if he didn’t notice them, but it was hard to ignore Mitsuri’s laughter ringing through the restaurant.

Mitsuri spotted them almost immediately and waved energetically, her face lighting up. “Sanemi! Giyuu!” she shouted, causing a few people in the restaurant to glance at them in confusion. “We didn’t know you two were here! What a coincidence!”

Obanai, who had been walking a step behind her, frowned slightly as his gaze shifted from Mitsuri to the two seated Hashiras. He wasn’t usually one for socializing, but the sight of Sanemi and Giyuu together caught his attention. Something about the way they were sitting next to each other, the way Sanemi’s gruff exterior softened slightly in Giyuu’s presence, made Obanai’s suspicion grow.

"Great," Sanemi muttered under his breath, slumping back in his chair. He hadn’t anticipated this—especially not when the last thing he wanted was for anyone to make a big deal about the date he was supposed to have with Giyuu.

"Sanemi!" Mitsuri’s voice was cheerful, oblivious to the slight discomfort radiating off him. “I didn’t know you and Giyuu were out on a date today! How fun!”

Sanemi could feel the blood rush to his ears, and he cursed under his breath. “It’s not like that...” he grumbled, but his voice lacked conviction. It was clear to anyone who paid attention that something had shifted between the two, even if Sanemi wouldn’t admit it.

Obanai, who had remained silent until now, narrowed his eyes, his gaze flicking between Sanemi and Giyuu, who was now quietly sipping his water. The tension was thick, and Obanai had always been observant. He could sense something was off, and his curiosity got the best of him.

“So... you two are together now?” Obanai’s voice was quiet but pointed, his gaze fixed firmly on Sanemi.

Sanemi froze, his eyes wide for a moment, his heart skipping a beat. “What?” he spat, clearly flustered. “No! No, we’re not—”

Obanai raised an eyebrow, leaning in slightly, as if daring Sanemi to deny it. “You don’t have to lie,” he said coolly. “I know how you look at him.”

Giyuu’s eyes flickered briefly to Sanemi before he calmly placed his glass down. His usual calm demeanor had not changed, but there was a hint of warmth in the way he glanced at Sanemi—something quiet, subtle. “It’s... true,” he said, his voice almost too soft for anyone else to hear. But for those who paid attention, it was clear.

Mitsuri’s eyes went wide, her hands flying to her cheeks. “Oh my gosh! You two are dating?” she exclaimed, her voice full of delight.

Sanemi pinched the bridge of his nose, embarrassed beyond belief. "Mitsuri, quiet down," he growled, but there was no anger in his voice. It was more like a flustered frustration.

Obanai, on the other hand, simply raised an eyebrow, staring at them both with an unreadable expression. “I’ll admit, I didn’t see this coming,” he muttered, his tone skeptical but oddly accepting. “But I’m not surprised, either.”

Giyuu’s expression remained calm, but there was a slight hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his lips as he looked at Sanemi. The situation wasn’t ideal, but he wasn’t upset by it. In fact, he was almost amused by how flustered Sanemi was getting.

“Well, this turned into a double date.” Mitsuri beamed at the table, clearly excited by the unexpected turn of events. “We should all eat together!”

Sanemi opened his mouth to protest, but before he could say anything, Mitsuri had already pulled a chair out from another table and sat down next to him, flashing him a bright smile. Obanai followed suit, though he sat at the farthest possible spot from Sanemi and Giyuu, his expression still unreadable.

Giyuu, meanwhile, simply looked at Sanemi with an amused glint in his eye. He could see the frustration on Sanemi’s face, but he didn’t seem to mind the surprise company.

“Guess we’re not alone, then,” Giyuu said quietly, glancing at Sanemi.

“Yeah, yeah,” Sanemi muttered, still trying to ignore the awkwardness. “This wasn’t how I imagined it, but I guess it’s fine.”

Throughout the meal, there was a lot of awkwardness. Mitsuri kept trying to engage Giyuu in conversation, while Sanemi and Obanai sat in an almost palpable silence, the air thick with unspoken words. It was clear that Obanai was still processing the idea of Sanemi and Giyuu being together, but he had no intention of making it a big deal.

By the end of the meal, Sanemi was finally starting to relax—mostly because he had realized that there wasn’t really anything he could do about the situation. It was what it was.

Mitsuri was beaming, and she leaned over to Giyuu with an excited expression. “You’re so cute together! I knew something was going on with you two! Don’t hide it anymore, okay? It’s so nice to see you both happy.”

Sanemi groaned inwardly, while Giyuu merely gave a small nod, a faint flush creeping onto his cheeks. Obanai, to his surprise, gave a rare, small nod of acknowledgment.

“Tch. Just don’t let it get in the way of work,” Obanai said, his tone gruff, but there was a subtle warmth there.

Sanemi gave a huff of air, leaning back in his chair. “It won’t,” he muttered, though there was a slight smile on his face.

As they all parted ways, Sanemi gave Giyuu a sideways glance. The day hadn’t gone as planned, but maybe, just maybe, it hadn’t been so bad. They were still together, still growing closer. And somehow, Sanemi felt more comfortable with that.

Maybe it wasn't the perfect date, but it was theirs.

And that was enough...

Until it wasn't..

Stay tune for Part 2

[myreygn]

Hey Rey! Congrats on the 500 milestone!!! Here's to many more coming your way!

This event is so lovely! If it's alright- I'd like to order a bouquet of Heliotrope, Holly, and Calla Lily with green ribbons and a wooden butterfly please :3

Address: Demon Slayer

Recipient: Sanegiyuu

I'm excited to see where you go with this (If you want to of course- if not I'm still wishing you a lovely event!) Please take your time and happy writing! <3 Thank you so much!

ahh thank you so much squiggily!! i had a lot of fun with your order (which should be obvious from the way ~500 words have turned into ~700 whoopsie) and i hope you like it!

slight spoiler warning for demon slayer as it's set post canon

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No one has lived in the house for years and it shows. Sanemi isn’t sure whether he should be glad that most of it has been left untouched by strangers or sad to see it in such ruins. Though as his gaze wanders over the wall and falls onto the door hanging in the frame, remaining ripped to shreds even after all this time, an overwhelming sorrow overcomes him and he feels his throat clog up with tears. So the latter it is.

Walking across the rubble and dirt of twelve years feels like a fever dream. Coughing at the dust of twelve years as he brushes over the bed sheets and revealing the twelve year old blood stains in the process makes him feel nauseous. His throat is starting to hurt.

A hand carefully takes his and squeezes it softly. It’s cold, icy almost, but that’s just the way Giyuu’s hands always are and Sanemi all but clings to the one thing in here that’s familiar yet not painful to touch. The first sobs start to shake him.

“It’s okay.” Giyuu’s voice is so soft and his hands are so cold and he’s so there, he’s here with him and it’s not nearly enough to fill the void of all the people that should be here but aren’t. It’s somewhat of a start though. And besides, Sanemi is used to the void. It’s been following him for years. Although it’s never felt so heavy.

“Hey, just breathe, please.”

Right, breathing. He tries his best to follow the instruction and closes his eyes to focus. Big mistake. The images that flood his brain are anything but beneficial to him calming down; his mother, his siblings, the bed sheets are clean of blood, the door is intact and there are no graves in the backyard a ten year old boy dug with his bare hands.

An arm wraps around him and pulls him in, then Sanemi curls up against Giyuu’s chest and starts bawling. He’s been crying so much these past few days, weeks, months and yet it still feels like dams are breaking. It’s as liberating as it’s devastating and Sanemi can’t tell how long it takes for him to calm down. All he knows is that Giyuu’s hand steadily strokes his back all the way through and once his tears have stopped flowing, all Sanemi can do is mutter a weak Thank you. His boyfriend hums softly.

“It must’ve been lovely.”

“What?”

“Your home. Feels like a place people would’ve been happy to live at.” Giyuu takes his hand off Sanemi’s back for a second to point at something on the floor.

The former wind pillar sits up, squinting to make out what it is. A piece of flower embroidery. He remembers this very specific embroidery on one of the shelves, placed there long before his birth and somehow always shining white, even though he had never seen his mother wash it. And although it’s as gray as all the other formerly white things now, the flowers are still clearly visible. Before he can grab it, he feels Giyuu tug on his sleeve.

“Look, matching plants.”

Sanemi’s breath hitches. A sprout pokes through the splintered wood of the floor and now that he sees it, he has now idea how he could ever not see it. It seems so misplaced, so hopeless, yet somehow so right- he feels his mouth stretch into a soft smile and there’s Giyuu’s hand on his back again, grounding him.

“Urokodaki-sensei told me nothing could ever blossom in a place where no love is stored.”

“That’s cheesy.”

“It’s true.”

Sanemi doesn’t respond, instead just quietly watches the sprout and imagines the hardships it went through to get this far up. Maybe Giyuu is right. He kind of wishes he had gone back home earlier, though deep down he knows that he wouldn’t have been able to recognize the love that’s stored here. To be honest, it still doesn’t feel like a loving home, not the way Giyuu described it. But that’s okay. Maybe, someday, they’d build a new one together.

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[send in an order for the event]

[xxlady-lunaxx]

breaks up sngy

They had been a masterpiece, a duo, inseparable and beautiful. Kissing in cars, entwined in the rain, whispered affections, declarations of love. They had been more than some high school sweethearts, more than a person to make out with then leave. There had been so much between them, there could’ve been even more. But then it was like someone had flipped a switch, the lights turning off and—small things, at first. Getting overprotective, shielding from unnecessary things. Starting arguments that, in the beginning, defused quickly, but eventually lingered like grudges in the air. Mistrust replacing the bridge of absolute faith in one another, rumors twisting lies into their minds, fights that turned almost physical and ended with bitten back tears and the slam of a car door. Almost two years into their relationship, they came to the last page of their book together. At first, coming to terms with their break up drew only numbness from either of them, unsure how to react. Nobody—not even them—knew what or who had initiated the final act that had broken them apart. Only that they were no longer “Sanemi and Giyuu—yeah, they’re glued to each other, I honestly doubt they’ll ever separate.” Now they were only “Sanemi? Giyuu? Oh, no, put them in a room together and they’ll nail each other to the wall.” But there seemed no recollection as to how the beginning had transitioned to the end—as if the middle had disappeared, as if their first kiss to their last sat on either side of only a hollow emptiness. Every day spent together, from their sweetest moments to their worst—each sleepover, each argument—lost. Until Sanemi and Giyuu retreated from any conversation pairing the two together, until hearing the other’s name was like hearing a stranger’s. Until they sought solace in other people, misplacing trust and becoming reckless was much too often—to the point both’s friend groups spoke about them behind their backs, worry and concern gnawing at them.

They had been something. They could’ve been everything. But maybe they had never been meant to be.

[gildeddlily]

Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Manga) Relationships: Shinazugawa Genya/Tokitou Muichirou, Himejima Gyoumei & Shinazugawa Genya, Shinazugawa Genya & Shinazugawa Sanemi

⚝ Only shortly after the mission that had seen them collide with two Uppermoons Muichiro had looked for him, and had looked him over, registering with an impassive gaze the semi-destroyed uniform, the scars scattered over any part of his body now exposed to the world (in an extremely embarrassing way, but by now he was able to ignore that burning shame in showing anyone that destroyed and cursed skin, those tattoos and wounds and gashes) and had approached without saying a word. Genya had turned pale and stepped back, muscles weakened by the fight but still able to stand, wounds healed and thin scars the last reminder of the blows that had pierced him from side to side, and Muichiro hadn't stopped. He had planted himself a few centimeters from him, observing him from below with his head tilted like a cat's, and had spoken in a firm voice. "I'm tired. Carry me on your back" ⚝ or Genya struggling to remain sane while a boy that-could-kill-him-in-three-seconds is flirting with him in an awkward way

[ryukawa29]

More post chapter 204 giyuu (slight sanegiyuu btw) because honestly??? It's so satisfying to see him finally getting a new life ❤️

And i have this little headcanon that after ch. 204, giyuu smiles a lot more and kinda likes teasing sanemi

[joneevarts]

Yep. So I've been reading this amazing fanfic for two weeks (mind you quick readers I had exams), and since I'm not good with words I made this drawing for @wheelsonboats, the author of said fic.

Seriously if you're a sucker for found family, fluff, PINNING (oh god so much pinning I love it), slight angst, humor (I died at some of tokitou's line, this kid as no chill!!) and great characterization, this fic is for you! Plus giyuu is so freaking relatable it's insane. Every character is lovable af, they're all sooo interesting!

Anyway imma stop rambling now and let you enjoy this fic.

Ah and the ship is sanegiyuu, I completely forgot to mention that lol

Here's the link to the first chapter, have a good reading!

[caspersscareschool]

do you have any sanegiyuu hcs 👉👈

no

sanemi gets giyuu a dog just to be a piece of shit and giyuu gets him a cat in retaliation so now they have a dog and cat. their names are daikon and adzuki after the radish and the bean

it takes them forever to get married because of a years-long feud over who gets nezuko as his groomsmaid (she picks sanemi (bribery))

both their reflexes are insanely honed from fighting demons so if one of them sneaks up for a hug from behind like “haha hiii :)”the other will grab him in a chokehold and pin him ruthlessly to the ground on instinct before going “oh it’s just this cunt again -_-”. it takes both of them years to break the habit

giyuu says i love you first but sanemi proposes.

they’re always visiting urokodaki and the kids so travel keeps them both in shape and they also spar, shirtless, often

sanemi takes up gardening and has a special little dogwood bonsai  that’s his favorite

giyuu takes up painting as a way to vent even though he has to relearn how to draw with his left arm from scratch. he has a secret collection of sanemis (sleeping, cooking or gardening with his back turned, etc.) hidden to look at when he’s lonely. he also collects sanemi's eyelashes

it’s so SO easy for giyuu to embarrass sanemi and he does it on purpose constantly while pretending to be clueless

giyuu is genuinely hopeless at cooking and starts kitchen fires on a regular basis which is why sanemi is his personal chef

because of this, giyuu is in charge of cleaning but he’s shit at that too so their house is disgusting most of the time

sometimes, on very sparse occasions, sanemi will just throw himself down a flight of stairs or something, just because giyuu’s really hot when he gets mad/protective. not often on purpose, but sometimes, and it’s a secret he’ll carry to his grave because it’s the only button of giyuu’s he really knows how to push

they first start sharing a bed because giyuu constantly ate in his own bed to the point where it was disgusting and covered in crumbs and sanemi just threw it out

giyuu can fall asleep anywhere in any position BUT sleeps very lightly and wakes up at any slight disturbance. sanemi has insomnia & needs to be wrestled & pinned to bed for hours in order to fall asleep and he wakes up at ass in the morning but also he kicks and snores and mumbles really loud and sometimes sleepwalks and is impossible to wake up so giyuu’s life is basically a nightmare. he sleeps in for 6 hours minimum after sanemi gets up

giyuu doesn’t realize sanemi is trans until after literal years of marriage, being together all the time, sleeping together, bathing together, s*x, etc. “i just never really thought about it”

they melt their old swords down into wedding bands

giyuu gets cold easily after losing his arm and sanemi is naturally clingy so whenever they’re together they are constantly hugging no matter what

they wait until they're 25 before trying for kids to be sure the mark curse is broken and they won't be abandoning anyone. everyone comes over & stays up until midnight on giyuu's birthday

sanemi struggles a lot with memory/coordination/vision after that blow to the head in the sunrise countdown arc which frustrates him to no end because, after years of trying to run from the past, he can't remember a lot of important things like his family members' birthdays, favorite things, their faces, etc. when he's the only one left to remember them. since he can't write, giyuu helps scribe a lot of details when they resurface before he forgets again, which helps put him at ease that these things aren't lost forever

giyuu still relapses into the occasional depressive episode where he can't get out of bed and sanemi is good at knowing the right times to indulge him/bring breakfast in bed/give him a spongebath or whatever and the right times to rip away the blankets/pour water on him/forcefully drag him outside into the sun. usually the latter works better

when sanemi gets pregnant he doesn’t even care he just runs around doing backflips or whatever like usual and giyuu sees no problem with this he's like yep that tracks

their firstborn daughter is named haru bc of the springtime symbolism in the epilogue and how she represents a new chapter of their lives and she is so so loved

they have like 3 bc sanemi wants a million and giyuu is terrified of children even though he actually turns out to be a great dad.

actually they balance each other out really well as parents because sanemi knows SO MUCH about babies and was practically a stand-in parent as a five year old but he tends to be overprotective and smothering while giyuu has never seen a baby up close before and can't change a diaper but he talks to kids like they're equals/just some guy which allows them more autonomy and room to explore. so they make up for what the other lacks

i feel like they’d get bored in retirement and open a dojo or something and then they’d just do that until they died

giyuu is dada sanemi is baba btw

sanemi's memory worsens with age (alzheimer's probably) & on bad days thinks muzan is alive. "wtf tomioka what are you doing in my house" I'm your husband "that's not funny"

[fifteenskies15]

✧ SaneGiyuu Headcanon: The Married Life of Tomioka and Shinazugawa Sensei (Modern AU) ✧

Admin 15: Why, hello hello, welcome back my fellow SaneGiyuu stans to my mediocre Headcanon, before I get to the point allow me to say a million thanks for the likes and reblogs from the first HC, you guys are beautiful and kind, I love you guys so much, you guys don't have to but still Thank you, thank you and thank you, and for that, I shall gave you all tis simple crumbs I made from the bottom of my (high-key non-existent) heart enjoy the crumbs my friends

⚠ Warning: Implied NSFW ahead, please tread lightly! ⚠

Ay, ay, so let's see... Sanemi and Giyuu are married couples however no students knows but the staff and headmaster know about their relationship...or marriage in general

They live in a simple and affordable house, perfect for two (and even family of four lololol) and quite near the station

Sometime you wonder, who would wake up first? Surprisingly it's Giyuu, Sanemi would still sleeping coz yk, all the students homework he gotta examined and he had to stay up for that shit, poor Nemi sensei.

It's hard to wake him up, Giyuu would gently shake him so that he woke up although it gave him quite a while

So he invented a trick

"Sanemi, wake up, it's five am, we have to get ready"

"I graduated literally few years ago, I don't need school"

Oh you sweet, clueless, stupid, airhead hoe Sanemi Shinazugawa, You're a teacher...

Time to pull out big guns

(Slight NSFW warning)

*insert Giyuu moanin'* "Nemi~ come over to the bathtub with me please"

Needless to say, Sanemi jolt awake and rushed to the bathroom in order to join Giyuu (what a hoe *fifteen has been slayed*)

As nice as sharing a passionate morning baths, it has to end, Giyuu knows how proud his husband is with his body so he let two or three buttons left undo.

But BETCH YOU THOT HE GON SHARE WHAT'S HIS

"As nice to see your chest, you have to remember it's mine too"

And now he's "Jealous"oka Giyuu

Sanemi somehow find jealous Giyuu cute because he would pout, pout and pout.

Baby boy, baby

After dressing up, they had a breakfast together, just a simple bowl of rice and some salt marinated fish

If one of them finished the food first, they'll make the lunch for two

They made a bento, with ohagi, mochi or three coloured dumplings as desert

They didn't forget to brush their teeth after eat, don't worry, bare with them and their morning routine

Before they went to train station, they give MORNING KISSES, mostly on cheeks before they went off.

As they arrived at school, Giyuu immediately took out his bamboo sword and get ready.

"I'll see you at lunchtime, Danna"

"At least give your Danna a kiss before you go, Mr. Shinazugawa Giyuu..."

Giyuu roll his eyes and give his white haired husband a short sweet kiss before he went to the staff room.

Now skip to lunchtime

Giyuu is a bitch

Okay, I take it back!! He ain't a bitch, he just maybe a little late? He was chasing Kamado boy for violating the school rule by wearing that hanafuda earrings

He then decided to stop and join Sanemi having a lunch under the birch tree away from the people eyesight.

"The fuck took you so long, Giyuu?"

"Duty calls to chase Kamado around"

Sanemi roll his eyes, his husband is really stick to his duty seriously,....which is why he love his husband sense of duty.

They ate the bento while cloud watching together, and talk a lot of things, by how the students being whiny and doing stupid things or the commotion that Rengoku and Uzui sensei caused in today's class.

FEEDING EACH OTHER THE SEQUEL

They feed each other's food then even wipe the rice that stuck on the corner of their lips and would sensually licks it away

After they finished their food, they CUDDLE WHILE ENJOYING THE SWAYING WIND, SETTLING COMFORTABLY IN EACH OTHER'S ARMS.

AND PLAYING GIYUU'S HAIR

Giyuu is a small spoon so it's pretty obvious, lol

Sanemi thought Giyuu's Raven hair is so soft and fluffy, he couldn't resist the urge to run his fingers through it

Much soft, very floof, 19/10 would recommend to touch 👌🏻

When the bell rang, Sanemi groaned in disappointment, but Giyuu assure him that they'll see each others soon and give him a kiss on cheek

I'm fully aware of me skipping stuff but I had no choice, forgive me-

When teachers are allowed to go home, the two would take a brief stroll before they went to their home

HAND HOLDING AND WHISPERING THINGS HAD THE FUJOSHIS SQUEAL

When they passed a convinient store, they stopped for a bit in case both of them would cook something different for dinner

Giyuu is aware girls and guys staring at his husband

"Jealous"oka Giyuu pt.2

He wrapped his arms around Sanemi's waist and pouted and spoke in tiny

"ᴄᴀɴ ᴡᴇ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ɢʀᴀʙ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴏ?"

Sanemi had UwU attacks and sense his jealousy as people do stare at him and wrap his arm on Giyuu's petite waist

"Yeah sure thing, babe, let's just grab some ingredients and skedaddle"

Right at home, they take liberty on laying on the couch and straighten their legs.

"Sanemi, you smell sweaty"

"Pot calling kettle black, Giyuu"

"Go take a shower"

"No you"

"No you"

20 "no you"s later, they settle things by taking a shower together (again)

((SLIGHT) NSFW WARNING, NOT RECOMMENDED FOR POOR INNOCENT, CLEAN SOUL, IF YOU FIND IT DISTURBING JUST SKIP, FIND AN ADULT OR HIMEJIMA, PLEASE)

Things get a little heat up-

Sanemi can't stop f o n d l i n g that tiddie and pepper Giyuu's sensitive neck with butterfly kisses

His other hand I rather busy down there, ahem.

Sanemi couldn't stop whispering dirty yet sweet things to him, telling how beautiful he is, telling how Sanemi adore him and how Sanemi loves him

That went from 10 to 100 rather quickly

What do you know? They ended up love making in the shower.

The bathroom filled with Giyuu's erotic moans and Sanemi occasionally groans and growls-

Okay, I rest my case, End of NSFW

Once they're completely cleaned up Sanemi carried him with princess style and carefully put him down on their shared bed.

Sanemi dried his hair with a warm and loving smile on his scar decorated face, what did he deserves someone like Giyuu

🎶NEVER MIND I'LL FIND SOMEONE LIKE GIYUUUU 🎶 (Get the fuck out 15)

"We might miss the dinner you know... I'm sore..."

"Don't care, I have been well fed thanks to you"

Blushy Giyuu.jpg

"come on, let's just cuddle up, I need to recharge"

Giyuu had no choice but to oblige and make himself comfy on Sanemi's strong arms and warpped in the cozy duvet

In the end they fell asleep and forgot about dinner, and just sleep peacefully with a smile on their faces

Admin 15: So there we go, I realized the boys are rather OOC but, but I just can't help it, I'm so sorry *bows* well anyway that's the crumbs for today, I terribly apologize for grammar errors and mistakes or that if you don't like it, and thank you again!

[navyaviaryavy]

This is probably going to flunk but submit your prompts for either One Piece (ZoSan), character studies, Promises Neverland (NorRay), Demon Slayer (SaneGiyuu), or Dr. Stone (SenGen)! I might not going to be able to get to everyone's suggestions or I might alter it slightly.

I could do other ships, however, it would take much more time since I may not be as passionate to write them, but I'm a multishipper, these are just my favourite ships at the moment.

I have an One Piece Sanji sick centric fic in the works at the moment, about 2/3 done, just school's being an ass, but I'll get it done before October! My AO3 is empty at the moment so I won't link you to an empty site, I'll post an update when my current fiction is out!

Thank you for reading ^^

Edit: On the Journey to Recovery Sanji Centric Fic with slight ZoSan is complete!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/26573431

[xxlady-lunaxx]

I thought you loved me | {SaneGiyuu/SaneKana}

pt.2 | pt.3

Theme: Slight Fluff+Slight Angst, idk anymore

Note: I based this on some tiktoks I saw :>

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His arm hooked around Giyuu's shoulders, his scarred face close to the Water Hashira's as he leaned towards him, resting his head on the other's shoulder.

"...Shinazugawa?" Giyuu mumbled, after a moment of silence.

"Mm?" Sanemi glanced at him, moving his position to look at Giyuu.

"I... Will you meet me here again? Tomorrow?" Giyuu asked nervously. His gaze flickered to Sanemi's hand which rested on his own. 

"Mm, alright," Sanemi (I wrote Sanmi ;-;) said, nodding. 

In front of them, the water fountain seemed to flow a bit higher, matching Giyuu's emotions as he found himself nuzzling closer to the Wind Hashira.

They sat like this for a long moment, the only sound being the water and their breathing in silence.

Eventually, Sanemi moved away. "I've got to go," he said, much to Giyuu's disappointment.

The two stood.

"See you tomorrow?" Giyuu asked, a bit hesitantly.

Sanemi kissed him in response, sending butterflies scattering in Giyuu's stomach.

"Tomorrow," Sanemi agreed, retreating. 

Giyuu stared after him as he left, a small smile forming on his mouth.

×××

"I love you, Sanemi." 

Sanemi smiled. "You always had a way with words, Kanae."

"It's not a way of words," she said, laughing. "I'm simply telling you that I love you."

"Hm, then perhaps your tone. Gives me butterflies," Sanemi teased, resting his forehead on hers.

"If I have a way with words, yours is probably through physical affection," Kanae decided, a hand tracing the scars on Sanemi's chest. (headcanon's 🤩)

"Is it, now?" he asked, kissing her gently.

She smiled at him. "Yes."

They were there at the park. The one with the bench sitting across from a water fountain.

Behind them, somewhere in the bushes, Giyuu sat with his head curled to his chest, his arms wrapped around himself as he wished he could get up and leave. But he couldn't, they would hear him. Know he had been here the whole time.

His body shook, not from the cold but from the shaky breaths he was trying not to take as he felt himself almost fall into a pit of misery, his body sagging under the weight of an invisible force.

It felt like hours but was probably only minutes before Kanae and Sanemi left, most likely hand in hand. 

Giyuu sat there, without moving, for a full minute after they left, his mind racing.

And then he stood, quickly brushing off the leaves and dirt off of him, before turning and walking promptly out of the park, in the opposite direction the other two had.

He didn't know where he was going but eventually found himself wandering to the Butterfly mansion.

His chest seemed to tighten at the thought of Kanae being there—though he knew she wouldn't know about this. She would never let it happen. Right?

Before he could leave, the door opened and Kanae's younger sister—Shinobu, who helped the injured often when she wasn't on missions—stepped out.

"Tomioka?" she said curiously, quirking a questioning eyebrow in his direction.

"Uhm. Kocho. Hi," he said awkwardly, shifting. 

"Hello, do you need something?" she asked, walking towards him.

"No, uhm, I was just walking," he said.

"Oh, well Aoi just made lunch and we have extra, want any?" she offered, giving him a gentle smile.

"No, it's okay, I-" 

Before he could comprehend what was happening, Shinobu was pushing him inside, closing the door behind him.

Giyuu found himself at a table, eating with Shinobu, Aoi, and three little girls. He blinked, staring at the chopsticks that had been forced into his hand. 

What... was he doing here.

"Hm, you look troubled," Shinobu noted, starting to eat.

The other girls gave a murmur of agreement, glancing up at him.

"Oh."

"You're a Hashira so you probably have a lot to be troubled about. Oh! Speaking of Hashira, have you seen Kanae recently? I was looking for her but she didn't come home for lunch; thus, the extra," she said, motioning to his bowl.

"Right." Giyuu messed with the idea of pretending he hadn't seen her but decided that was being petty and sighed. "Yes. She was... with Shinazugawa. At this one park? With... a water fountain. I, uhm, passed by it on my way here and saw them."

"Oh, alright," Shinobu said. "Why don't you eat?"

"Right," Giyuu repeated, quickly starting to eat, not wanting to seem ungrateful.

"Are Kanae and Shinazugawa dating?" Aoi asked, after a beat of silence.

Giyuu waited, listening carefully. 

"I would assume so. I don't know why Nee-san picked such a moron to date, though. I don't like Shinazugawa," Shinobu said, sighing.

One of the little girls laughed.

"Why not?" Giyuu asked, interested. 

"Because he's arrogant. I can't figure him out. Sometimes, he seems like the type to be loyal, sometimes he seems like he's gay," Shinobu said, rolling her eyes. 

Giyuu flinched. "Oh?" 

"Mhm." She twirled her hair around the top end of her chopstick for a moment, then looked up. "You flinched when I said that. Do you know anything?" 

Giyuu averted his eyes. Fuck, he was bad at acting. "Uhm. No. Thanks for the food," he said, lifting the bowl to his lips and drinking the rest of the soup quickly. "I'll be off now." 

"Answer my question!!" Shinobu complained. 

"He probably has training or something, he's also a Hashira, remember?" Aoi said.

Giyuu gave them a nod of his head quickly, then left, his movements stiff. 

Once he was out, he let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding. Then instantly wished he hadn't relaxed when he saw Sanemi and Kanae walking up to the house, Sanemi's arm linked around Kanae's waist comfortably.

Giyuu froze and Sanemi's eyes met his. For half a second, they stared at each other, Sanemi's expression hardening for a beat before Kanae smiled and Giyuu broke their eye contact.

"Hello, Tomioka! I didn't think you'd be here?" she said. 

"Yes, uhm, Ko... Shinobu told me there was extra food and forced—I mean offered—for me to have some," Giyuu explained, his gaze set on the ground. He could feel the other two Hashira's eyes on him as he talked and he inched cautiously to the path, trying to escape. 

"Oh! You've eaten already, then?" Kanae asked. 

"Yes."

"Why don't you stay? You look tired, you can rest here," she said, smiling as she and Sanemi walked up to the door.

Giyuu went to shake his head but his eye caught Sanemi's calculating gaze and he was suddenly unable to speak, unsure what he should feel.

Kanae ushered him and Sanemi inside, closing the door behind her. (do you get deja vú :3)

Inside, Kanae told Giyuu he could rest in one of the guest rooms, instructing Sanemi to lead him there.

Then she left to go to her sister, leaving the two Hashira alone.

"Uhm. Shinazugawa," Giyuu said, shifting uncomfortably. 

Sanemi ignored him, walking through the halls where Giyuu presumed was the room he was meant to sleep in.

"Your room," Sanemi said, comfirming Giyuu's presumption as he pointed to a door at the end of the next hall.

"Shinazugawa?" 

"What?" Sanemi's eyes flicked over Giyuu, as if reading him.

"You're... dating Ko- Kanae?" Giyuu asked quietly.

"And?"

"Con...grats, then," he murmured.

"The hell?" Sanemi raised an eyebrow and stared at him for a second then rolled his eyes and turned away.

As he started to leave, Giyuu watched him carefully.

It didn't seem like Kanae and Sanemi had just recently started dating. Which would mean Giyuu had kissed Sanemi—no, Sanemi had kissed Giyuu—when he'd been in a relationship. When he was.

Fuck, why had Giyuu thought he had had a chance anyways? And why the hell had Sanemi done that?

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Randomly ends bc i'm too lazy to finish it 🤩

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inspired by smth @/whatonearthisgoingon said ><

sanegiyuu after the war having to talk things out because they finally have time to be relatively normal people and process their feelings:

sanemi confronts giyuu about why he always looked down on him, saying, "you kept telling me not to do this and that and it was so fucking annoying, like i can handle it, i'm not weak. so what were you going on about??"

and giyuu's confused because he doesn't know when he could've possibly implied that he thought sanemi was weak, so he puts out the question, only furthering sanemi's anger.

"you said, 'it's bad for you to keep using your own blood during battle, you could pass out from blood loss,' or whatever, and i'm not stupid, i've been doing this since, like, forever!" sanemi snaps, and it takes giyuu a moment to catch on, but when he does he wonders how that could've equated being weak, because he's pretty sure anyone would pass out from blood loss if they continuously shed blood deliberately in any battle.

"i was only worried," he says, with a slight frown. one that irks sanemi, because he's so sure that giyuu's making fun of him in his head now.

"worried my ass, i can take care of myself!"

"i was worried because i cared about your health," giyuu insists, because it's true, and is that so hard to grasp?

"i don't need caring for, i just fucking said—" sanemi sighs, loudly, interrupting himself with, "why the fuck would you care about my health anyone? you have your own shit to deal with, so why don't you fucking focus on yourself??" and then realizes that giyuu had always been annoyingly wrapped up in his own world, so he redirects the conversation again. "if you think you can swoop in like some fucking knight to save me, or whatever, then you're wrong, because i can care for myself, and i was fine—"

admittedly growing a bit tired of sanemi's repetitive ranting, giyuu cuts in (much to sanemi's irritation), "i care (care, not cared) about your health because i like you. and isn't it natural to care about people you like, so—"

"what?" sanemi all but screeches, his face burning at what giyuu is implying. obliviously implying, it seems, because he shoots sanemi a confused look.

"i said i care about you 'cause i like you."

"i— i heard you!"

"oh, okay, then why are you conf—"

"what do you mean you like me?" sanemi growls, but he hardly looks intimidating with how embarrassed he is. giyuu's lost, for a moment, wondering what the hell happened. then he catches up with his own words, understands the underlaying implications, and agrees with himself.

"i like you," he repeats, and sanemi loses it.