#yandere giyuu headcanons

[2-dsimp]

You horny bastard (me, I'm the horny bastard)

NSFW MDNI! Speaking of horny bastards

Imagine having a pathetic man who’s never felt the touch of anything other than his own hand. Practically foaming at the mouth and simpering underneath your touch. You hadn’t done much to him but he’s already too far gone only responding to “good boy” And suddenly right after the golden words left your lips. Your face and hand are sullied with ropes of his thick ejaculate. His pitiful swollen shaft is still twitching at attention, since he is a needy thing. That requires your utmost care and attention.

A/n: Had a thought after rewatching some of my anime favs and having brainrot about my main 2 bois who’d fit this bill.

[gothicxreylover]

I love your yandere hashira au. Can you do a fic of when the male yanderes are in public with their S/o (s/o is basically a house wife at this point) and some pervert comes and squeeze their ass in front of them and has the audacity to make perverted jokes about them afterwards. I can imagine obanai cutting someone's hands.

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I hope you enjoy! I didn’t do Muichiro as he is a minor.

These scenarios contains violence, threats, and unwanted touching and flirting

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Obanai

The market was bustling, the late afternoon sun casting a golden glow over the crowded streets. You were walking alongside Obanai, basket in hand, as you picked out fresh ingredients for dinner. He stayed close, as always, his mismatched eyes darting toward anyone who ventured too near.

“Careful, Y/N,” he murmured, his voice low but protective. His bandaged mouth concealed a subtle frown, but you could feel the tension radiating from him.

“Relax, Obanai,” you said with a small laugh, brushing his arm reassuringly. “It’s just the market.”

You’d barely turned your attention back to the produce when it happened. A rough hand grabbed a handful of your backside. The sensation was fleeting but unmistakable, and the loud, mocking laugh that followed made your stomach churn.

“Well, well,” a gruff voice jeered, “didn’t think housewives were this soft. Lucky guy!”

The market seemed to freeze in that instant. You turned in shock, clutching your basket tightly, your face burning with a mix of embarrassment and anger. But it was Obanai’s reaction that sent a chill through the air.

He was silent at first, too silent, his body stiff as his gaze locked onto the offender. The man was grinning, clearly amused by his own audacity, but that smile faltered when Obanai stepped forward.

“Touch them again,” Obanai said, his voice colder than ice, “and you won’t have a hand left to touch anything.”

The man laughed nervously, holding up his hands as if to mock surrender. “Hey, relax, man. It was just a joke—”

Before he could finish, Obanai’s sword was unsheathed in a flash of silver. Gasps echoed around the marketplace as the blade hovered dangerously close to the offender’s wrist.

“Let me correct you,” Obanai hissed, his voice venomous. “That wasn’t a joke. It was a death wish.”

You reached out, placing a hand gently on his arm. “Obanai,” you said softly, your voice steady despite the tremor in your chest. “It’s okay. Let’s just go.”

His gaze softened when it met yours, but only slightly. “He disrespected you,” Obanai growled. “I can’t let that slide.”

The man was pale now, stammering apologies and backing away as he screamed in agony . “I—I’m sorry! I didn’t mean anything by it!”

Obanai’s blade didn’t waver. “You’ll leave this market,” he said, his tone final. “And if I see you anywhere near them again, you’ll lose more than just your hand.”

The man scrambled away, disappearing into the crowd as onlookers whispered nervously. Obanai sheathed his sword with a sharp click and turned back to you, his expression softening into something more tender.

“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice quieter now.

You nodded, though your hands were trembling slightly. “I’m fine. Just… surprised.”

Obanai gently took the basket from your hands, his touch careful and protective. “Let’s finish quickly and go home,” he said, his usual calm returning. “I don’t want you out here any longer than necessary.”

You smiled faintly, leaning into his side as you walked. Though his methods could be extreme, you couldn’t deny the warmth in your chest at how fiercely he protected you.

As you left the market together, you knew one thing for certain: with Obanai by your side, no one would ever dare cross you again.

Rengoku

The lively chatter of the festival filled the air, accompanied by the enticing scent of grilled food and sweet treats. You walked beside Rengoku, your hand resting lightly on his arm as you admired the colorful stalls lining the path. His bright smile and infectious energy drew attention, but as always, he only had eyes for you.

“Look at these lanterns, my love!” Rengoku exclaimed, pointing to a stand displaying intricately designed paper lanterns. “Wouldn’t one of these look lovely at home?”

You nodded, giggling at his enthusiasm. “They’re beautiful. Let’s pick one out!”

As the two of you approached the stall, you felt it—a rough, unwanted hand squeezing your backside. The shock was instantaneous, and before you could react, a voice called out:

“Hey there, sweetheart. Didn’t think a pretty little thing like you would have a flame this hot at home!”

Your cheeks flushed with embarrassment and anger as you turned to face the culprit, a grinning man with an air of smugness.

Before you could utter a word, Rengoku’s laughter rang out—not the warm, hearty sound you knew so well, but something sharp and dangerous.

“Ah,” Rengoku began, turning toward the man with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes, “it seems you’ve made a grave mistake.”

The man blinked, clearly not expecting such a reaction. “What? It was just a joke, man—”

“Jokes,” Rengoku interrupted, his voice loud and commanding, “are meant to bring joy, not disrespect. What you’ve done is no laughing matter!”

In an instant, Rengoku was in front of him, his towering presence casting a shadow over the now-nervous man. The festival-goers nearby stopped in their tracks, the cheerful atmosphere replaced by a tense silence.

“You dare lay a hand on my beloved?” Rengoku’s fiery eyes burned with an intensity that made the man take a step back. “Such insolence cannot be ignored!”

The man raised his hands defensively. “Hey, I didn’t mean anything by it!”

Rengoku’s expression darkened. “No excuse can justify your actions. Apologize!”

The man stammered, his bravado crumbling under Rengoku’s unwavering gaze. “I—I’m sorry!”

Rengoku didn’t move, his eyes locked on the man as if deciding whether an apology was enough. You gently touched his arm, drawing his attention.

“Kyojuro,” you said softly, “I’m fine. Let’s not cause a scene.”

His gaze softened instantly when it met yours, though the fire in his eyes didn’t completely fade. “If that is what you wish, my love,” he said, his voice steady. He turned back to the man, his tone firm. “If I see you behave this way again, I will ensure you regret it. Now, leave!”

The man stumbled away, disappearing into the crowd as the onlookers murmured in awe and fear. Rengoku turned back to you, his usual warmth returning as he took your hands in his.

“Are you alright?” he asked, concern lacing his voice.

You nodded, offering him a small smile. “I am. Thank you, Kyojuro.”

He cupped your face gently, his touch a stark contrast to the fury he’d shown moments before. “No one has the right to disrespect you. Ever.”

You leaned into his touch, feeling safe and cherished. “I know. You’re always looking out for me.”

His smile widened, his voice bright once more. “Always! Now, let’s pick out that lantern and enjoy the festival! No one will ruin our evening!”

With Rengoku by your side, his unwavering love and fiery devotion, you knew you were in the safest hands possible.

Sanemi

The streets were bustling as you walked through the marketplace with Sanemi, your hands full of items for the week’s meals. His sharp eyes scanned the crowd constantly, his presence warding off anyone who might even think of approaching. You felt safe, as always, knowing Sanemi’s protective nature meant no one would dare cross you.

Or so you thought.

You were busy inspecting a bundle of herbs when it happened—a hand groped your backside, rough and deliberate. You froze in shock, spinning around to find a smug-looking man grinning at you.

“Didn’t think someone as sweet as you would belong to someone like that,” the man sneered, glancing toward Sanemi with mockery.

For a moment, the world seemed to still. Then, faster than you could process, Sanemi was there.

“What the hell did you just say?” Sanemi growled, his voice low and laced with menace.

The man flinched but tried to play it cool. “Relax, buddy. It was just a little fun—no harm done.”

Sanemi’s laugh was sharp, humorless, and chilling. “Fun? You think touching my partner is fun?”

Before the man could respond, Sanemi grabbed him by the front of his shirt, lifting him off the ground as if he weighed nothing. His scarred face twisted with fury, and his pale lavender eyes gleamed with a dangerous light.

“You’ve got a lot of nerve for someone with such fragile hands,” Sanemi spat. His grip tightened as he raised his other fist, veins bulging as though his anger alone could crush the man.

“Sanemi!” you called, stepping forward and touching his arm gently. “Let him go. Please.”

His eyes snapped to you, his expression softening ever so slightly. “He touched you,” he said, his voice still simmering with anger. “He doesn’t get to just walk away.”

“I know,” you said softly, holding his gaze. “But I’m fine, and I don’t want you to cause more trouble. I just want to leave.”

For a moment, he looked conflicted, his gaze darting between you and the trembling man in his grasp. Finally, with a snarl, he released the man, who stumbled back and fell to the ground.

“Get out of here before I change my mind,” Sanemi barked, his voice like thunder. The man scrambled to his feet and bolted, disappearing into the crowd as onlookers quickly turned their attention elsewhere.

Sanemi turned back to you, his expression softening further as he reached out to cup your cheek. “Did he hurt you?”

You shook your head, placing your hand over his. “I’m okay, Sanemi. Thank you.”

His jaw tightened, and he let out a frustrated sigh. “I should’ve done more. Bastards like him don’t deserve to breathe the same air as you.”

You smiled gently, leaning into his touch. “It’s enough that you’re here. I feel safe with you.”

His eyes searched yours for a moment before he nodded, his thumb brushing your cheek. “Let’s go home. I don’t want you out here anymore today.”

You laced your fingers with his, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze. As the two of you walked away from the market, Sanemi’s protective grip didn’t falter, and you knew no one would ever dare cross you again with him by your side.

Giyuu

The quiet serenity of the village market was one of the reasons you loved accompanying Giyuu here. The hustle and bustle of people bartering and chatting didn’t seem to faze him, though he always kept close, his quiet presence a constant reassurance. You were admiring a display of freshly picked fruit when the unexpected happened.

A rough hand groped your backside, and a loud, mocking voice followed. “Not bad for a little housewife. What’s it like being tied down, huh?”

Your breath caught in your throat as you spun around, shock and indignation burning in your chest. The man who had the audacity to touch you stood there, grinning as if he had done something clever.

Before you could even process your response, Giyuu was there, stepping between you and the man. His movements were so swift and silent that the offender didn’t notice him until the air turned icy.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Giyuu’s voice was calm—too calm—but his dark blue eyes bore into the man with a chilling intensity that made the air around you feel suffocating.

The man shrugged, trying to play it off. “Relax, it’s just a bit of fun. No need to get worked up.”

Giyuu tilted his head slightly, his eyes narrowing. “Fun?” he repeated, his tone devoid of emotion. “Is assaulting someone fun to you?”

The man faltered, but his bravado returned quickly. “Come on, man. Don’t be so uptight. It’s not like I hurt her.”

That was the wrong thing to say.

In a flash, Giyuu grabbed the man’s wrist, twisting it just enough to make him wince but not break. His grip was unrelenting, and his expression remained eerily calm.

“You don’t touch them,” Giyuu said, his voice low and deadly. “Ever. If you think this is a joke, I can show you just how serious I am.”

The man tried to pull away, his confidence quickly dissolving. “Alright, alright! I’m sorry!”

Giyuu didn’t release him right away. Instead, he leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper that only the man could hear. “If I ever see you near them again, you’ll wish you hadn’t been born.”

Finally, he let go, and the man stumbled back, clutching his wrist as he muttered incoherent apologies before scurrying off.

Giyuu turned to you, his expression softening immediately as he reached out to gently touch your arm. “Are you okay?”

You nodded, though your heart was still racing. “I’m fine, thanks to you.”

His brows knit together slightly, as if the thought of what could have happened pained him. “I should’ve stopped him sooner. I should’ve—”

You placed a hand over his, offering him a small, reassuring smile. “You did enough, Giyuu. I feel safe with you.”

His shoulders relaxed slightly at your words, though the tension in his jaw remained. “Let’s go home,” he said quietly. “I don’t want to stay here any longer.”

He took your hand, holding it firmly yet carefully, as if afraid to let go. As the two of you walked away from the market, his quiet protectiveness wrapped around you like a shield. You knew that with Giyuu by your side, no one would ever lay a hand on you again.

Gyomei

The peaceful hum of the village market was something you cherished when walking with Gyomei. His towering presence always drew attention, but his calm demeanor and the prayer beads wrapped around his large hands made people keep their distance. You often marveled at how gentle he was despite his intimidating size, especially when he carried your shopping basket with effortless ease.

You were examining some flowers at a stall when it happened. A firm hand grabbed your backside, squeezing it unapologetically.

“Didn’t think a giant like him would have someone this soft to keep him company,” the man sneered, laughing loudly.

You froze, shock and anger burning through you. Before you could react, you felt Gyomei move.

He didn’t speak, not at first. Instead, he stood between you and the man, his massive frame casting a shadow that seemed to swallow the offender whole. The man’s laughter faltered as he craned his neck to look up at Gyomei’s face, which was as calm as a still lake—but the air around him was anything but.

“Explain yourself,” Gyomei said quietly, his deep voice like distant thunder.

The man hesitated, trying to muster some bravado. “What’s the big deal? It was just a joke. No harm done.”

Gyomei’s hands, large and calloused from years of battle, tightened around his prayer beads. “You have disrespected my partner,” he said, his tone as steady as a drumbeat. “That is harm enough.”

The man scoffed, though his voice wavered. “Relax, big guy. I didn’t mean anything by it.”

Gyomei exhaled slowly, the sound deep and deliberate. He raised his head slightly, his unseeing eyes fixed in the man’s direction with unnerving precision.

“Karma will find you,” Gyomei said, his voice still calm, though an unmistakable edge had crept in. “But if it doesn’t come quickly enough, I will deliver it myself.”

With that, he reached out and gently placed a hand on the man’s shoulder. What seemed like a light touch made the man wince, as if the weight of Gyomei’s presence alone was enough to crush him.

“Apologize,” Gyomei said simply.

The man stumbled over his words, his confidence utterly shattered. “I—I’m sorry! It won’t happen again!”

Gyomei released him and straightened, his serene expression never faltering. “Leave. Now.”

The man didn’t wait to be told twice. He bolted into the crowd, disappearing from sight as onlookers whispered among themselves.

Gyomei turned to you, his demeanor softening immediately as he knelt slightly to meet your gaze. “Did he hurt you?” he asked, his voice filled with quiet concern.

You shook your head, though your hands trembled slightly as you reached out to touch his arm. “No, Gyomei. I’m okay. Thank you.”

He frowned, his brows knitting together as he cupped your hands in his. “You should never have to endure such disrespect,” he said softly. “I am sorry I couldn’t prevent it.”

“You did enough,” you reassured him, squeezing his hand. “I feel safe with you.”

His lips curved into a small, gentle smile. “I will always protect you,” he promised, his voice steady and unwavering.

As the two of you continued through the market, Gyomei kept you close, his presence a shield against the world. You knew that with him by your side, no one would ever dare harm you again.

Tengen and wives

Title: A Flash of Color and Fury

The festival was alive with music, laughter, and vibrant colors. You walked hand in hand with Tengen while his three wives—Makio, Suma, and Hinatsuru—flitted from stall to stall, their excited chatter filling the air. It was a rare moment of peace, and Tengen’s booming laughter complemented the joy radiating from his family.

“Look at this one!” Suma called, holding up a glittering bracelet. “Hina, it would look perfect on you!”

Makio rolled her eyes, though a small smile tugged at her lips. “Stop fawning over everything. You’re going to spend all our money.”

Tengen smirked. “We’re here to have fun. Let her enjoy herself!”

You smiled, feeling warm and safe in the lively chaos that always surrounded Tengen and his wives. But the moment was shattered when a rough hand groped your backside.

“Not bad,” a stranger’s voice sneered behind you. “Didn’t think a guy with a whole harem would let one slip away.”

The world seemed to freeze. The shock of what had just happened left you speechless, but Tengen’s reaction was immediate. His eyes darkened, his grin disappearing as his entire demeanor shifted from playful to deadly.

“What did you just say?” Tengen’s voice was calm, but there was a sharpness to it that made everyone nearby stop and stare.

The man smirked, clearly not understanding the danger he was in. “Relax, big guy. It was just a joke—”

Before he could finish, Tengen’s hand shot out, grabbing the man by the front of his shirt and yanking him forward. The stranger’s smirk vanished as he found himself nose-to-nose with Tengen, whose vibrant, flamboyant aura was now laced with fury.

“You think touching my partner is a joke?” Tengen’s voice dropped, low and deadly. “Do you have any idea who you’re messing with?”

Before the man could stammer out a response, Makio stormed up, her eyes blazing. “You disgusting pig! Who do you think you are?!” she snapped, fists clenched.

Suma, usually the most timid of the group, was on the verge of tears—but her voice was sharp. “How dare you do something so horrible?!”

Hinatsuru, calm but cold, stepped closer. “You’re lucky Tengen grabbed you first. If it had been me, I’d have aimed for your throat.”

The man’s bravado crumbled under the combined wrath of Tengen and his wives. “I—I’m sorry! I didn’t mean anything by it!”

Tengen’s grip tightened, his knuckles white. “Your sorry excuse for an apology isn’t going to cut it.” His gaze flicked to his wives. “Ladies, what do you think? Should we let him walk away?”

“Absolutely not,” Makio snapped.

Hinatsuru crossed her arms. “But we shouldn’t waste too much time on him. He’s not worth it.”

Suma wiped at her eyes but glared at the man. “Make him leave! I don’t want to see his face anymore!”

Tengen grinned, though it was far from friendly. “You heard them.” He released the man with a shove that sent him stumbling backward. “Get out of here before I decide to really make you regret it.”

The man bolted, disappearing into the crowd as quickly as his legs could carry him. Tengen turned back to you, his expression softening as he placed a gentle hand on your shoulder.

“Are you okay, my love?” he asked, his voice now filled with concern.

You nodded, though your heart was still racing. “I’m fine. Thank you.”

Makio stepped closer, frowning. “You shouldn’t have to deal with scum like that. I swear, people are the worst.”

Hinatsuru placed a comforting hand on your arm. “Don’t let him ruin your day. You’re with us, and no one will ever hurt you.”

Suma hugged you tightly, tears streaming down her face. “I was so scared for you! I’m glad Tengen was there!”

Tengen wrapped an arm around all of you, pulling his wives and you into a protective embrace. “Don’t worry,” he said, his voice filled with warmth and conviction. “No one gets away with disrespecting my family. You’re safe with me—and with us.”

The group stayed close as you continued through the festival, their love and protectiveness an unbreakable shield. With Tengen and his wives by your side, you knew you were cherished beyond measure.

[nyctoaerah]

Yandere!Limerence!Giyuu Hc's pls? Both nsfw and sfw<3 your writing is so good btw! I'm inlove with limerence🤍🤍 sorry if it's not specific enough 🥹 I just can't get enough of giyuu<3

⋆♱⋆IN LIMERENCE

Warnings: Yandere Behaviors, Loads of Manipulation and Gaslighting, Stalking, Nsfw in the end, tiny bit of somno at the end. MDNI

Pairings: Yandere! Giyuu Tomioka x Fem! Androphobic Reader

The moment that Giyuu finds out about your fear of men, he resorts to an act of shame: He pretended to be a girl, knowing full well how deeply traumatized you are by your male comrades—hell you’re even afraid of your own mentor — Uzui, so who’s to say that you wouldn’t be scared of him if you find out that he’s a male?

So In an act of desperation, he lowers himself so low, because he doesn’t want you to hate him, reasoning with himself that you already see him as a girl anyway, like, his pronouns suddenly turns from he/him to she/her whenever you’re near, not only that, he makes sure to make his voice as soft and as feminine as possible whenever you’re near, after all, he can’t have his pretty darling afraid of him now, can he?

He doesn’t mind wearing makeup or lipstick as long as it doesn’t jeopardize his cover. The other Hashiras were beginning to question whether Giyuu was transgender, and while this wounded his pride, his primary desire for you to be comfortable with him was more stronger than the shame he’s feeling.

He gets jealous whenever you’re near Mitsuri and Shinobu, because he knew damn well that those two girls obviously has feelings for you and they have a lot of chance with you, considering your androphobia — and the fact that there’s a 70% chance that you might be a girl kisser.

He doesn’t like the fact that the two girls, Especially mitsuri — who wasn’t afraid of showing her feelings for you, always hugging you and bombarding you with compliments. Because honestly, what’s the point of having those two girls around when you can have him instead?

He showers you with gifts and often treats you to outings, but truthfully? Those are just his ploys to isolate you from everyone else, after all, he craves your presence and has already sunk to great lows for you; and he definitely won’t let you slip away from his fingers.

He would always stalk you, so he would eventually find out the things that you liked, the things that makes you tick, your fear, and other stuff, and he uses it to his own advantage — especially your androphobia, saying things about the other hashiras, especially the male ones, about how they treat him so bad, and how they make him feel like an outcast. And honestly? you’ll have a hard time trying to find out whether he’s being genuine or not, because it was very obvious that the other hashiras dislikes him. The fact that he’s such a soft-spoken manipulator doesn’t help either

He’s totally into it when you play with his hair; it’s like his personal spa day, He’ll plop his head on your lap like it’s a throne, soaking up your ramblings like they’re the latest gossip,

Here’s where it gets a tad too cozy: whenever you’re yapping about the mysteries of the universe, and there he is, lounging on your lap, His fingers would start their little expedition up your thigh, but don’t worry, he’s a gentleman—he’ll halt if you give him a swat or tell him to stop. But if you let him continue? Well, let’s just say that’s a one-way ticket to a very different conversation.

Giyuu really loves pleasuring you with his fingers and mouth, his fingers would drill deep into your dripping pussy, while he whispers sweet nothings into your ears while he fingers you. Yet, beneath this guise of sweetness, a hidden agenda brews. He hopes—prays—that the intensity of your ecstasy will render you oblivious to the prominent bulge that would always tent his pants, whenever he would get the chance to get in your pants.

He totally shuts you down when it comes to him getting any pleasure, like, no way! If you did, you’d realize he’s definitely a guy, not a girl! So, it’s mostly him just giving you some action. Deep down, he’s kinda happy you’re not sexually active and just goes with the flow. And Honestly? He probably thinks you’re asexual. But man, when he gets all worked up and his cock starts leaking and getting painfully hard, he just ends up taking care of it himself. Sometimes, though, when you’re snoozing, he can’t help but use your hand to get himself off instead.

©𝐍𝐲𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐚𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐡 || 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 || 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝.

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬, 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝.♡

𝐀/𝐍: WOAHHH, this is the first time i got asked for hc’s on one of my books😭😭 so this is actually pretty unique LOL. Anyways, this hc’s is based of my book: Limerence. It’s a yandere!kny book and it’s a harem — it’s why mitsuri and shinobu r said to have feelings for you:) you can go check it out on my wattpad! It’s the rewritten version, but if you read the quotev version (the previous one) it’ll make sense why reader thinks that giyuu is a girl, since the rewritten version hasn’t reached that part yet. But i suggest that you read the rewritten version more cause the orig is cringe af LOL.

[colourstreakgryffin]

Yandere Muichiro, Tanjiro and Giyuu forcing his beloved to eat, and she spits the food out or turns her head to the side refusing. Because she is angry after the kidnapping?

Ooooh! Okay! This can be very simple to write about! It’s been so long since I’ve done a proper request so let’s go, here it comes!

Yandere Muichiro

“Darling… I am done with this foolish game, eat now”

Muichiro’s patience is running thin very fast as his fingertips press firmer on the pair of chopsticks he is holding out, the contents inbetween the eating utensils being a fresh hot salmon dumpling. It’s been fifteen minutes straight of this going on and on…

You, his beloved little angel, just refusing to eat the lunch he had spent almost two whole hours making, all for you and you’re rejecting him? What is he doing wrong? Why aren’t you happy? You’re with him now, you’re in the safety of his home and it’s so cozy, warm and perfect in this bedroom. What is there to dislike about this situation? Muichiro doesn’t get it

To you, you couldn’t despise Muichiro anymore than you already do. He took away your freedom, disorientated your senses, dragged you to this awful mansion and has tied you up to a futon by a pair of steely Nichirin metal chains, you cannot break free and he is forcing you to stay put all so obediently until he comes back. Everytime Muichiro walks into the room, you want to throw up

Muichiro, with furious sharp mint green eyes and a open scowl at your refusal as you stay silent and tilt your head away from him, uses his free hand to roughly grip your chin and pull your face back into his forward-facing direction to pry open your mouth by your cheeks with no-longer gentle calloused fingers to shove the dumpling into your mouth, forcing you to close your mouth with his strong, stern hold as it looks like he is ready to snap your neck if you disobey him…

How could such a sweet, timid little cutie like Muichiro, the young adult you had fallen for. End up being such a sick psychopath like this? And what did you do to deserve this type of treatment? Kidnapped, socially-isolated, heartbroken and now being forced to eat food you are thousand percent certain may just be laced with some type of drug…

Yandere Tanjiro

Tanjiro sighs gently, on the verge of just losing himself but he will not give up at all, never, he cannot just risk being all flimsy whilst his beloved is incapable of caring for herself. His determination is made of titanium and his will is stronger than steel. The Kamado smiles warmly and sweetly, his pretty plum red eyes almost glowing as he, once again, picks out a chopstick-full of nice healthy seafood rice and places it in his mouth. Like with a picky stubborn child, he is demonstrating that the dinner he has brought for you on this fine cool night, is not dangerous and not laced with anything

The food, its quality and its safety is not the problem to you at all, the real problem is what Tanjiro has done to you… your ex-crush, the man you really liked. Ended up being a complete and utter dangerous monster to you, drugged you up with a simple cup of tea, dragged you back to his Estate and is now keeping your disappearance a secret, so nobody can try look for you as he has made sure everybody thinks you had passed away from a mission

Continuously spitting out the rice chopstick-fulls that Tanjiro gently but firmly shoves into your mouth, his tolerance over the ‘disrespect’ grows more and more unable to keep up. You just keep refusing him at every turn and he finds it so heartbreaking, he has done so much for you… so much. His love for you is so strong that he can’t stop thinking about you and it’s driving him mad, just as much as you refusing to eat the dinner is

Tanjiro can only hope the demonstrations he keeps doing for you will break through your stubborn barrier, he is only doing this for your health and your safety. Just eat the food already, you need some type of sustenances, you can’t starve yourself. That’ll make Tanjiro just lose his marbles to a uncontrollable state if he cannot make you digest anything beneficial and life-saving, especially when you clearly need it. Now, that you’re restrained to his futon and not going anywhere anytime soon

He is very ready to just begin begging as you close your mouth with a open hateful scowl directed at him, it makes his heart shatter further at how much you openly despise him, how angry and agitated you are. You’ve been this way for hours, for days and it’s getting tiresome. You just need to accept your new life, that’s Tanjiro’s thought process. He doesn’t like seeing you so upset and so irritate but he cannot risk you going out, where demons and men run around… it’s too dangerous

“Please, sweetheart… how about just half? Can you just have half?”

Yandere Giyuu

Giyuu is growing frustrated. So frustrated as he gazes the shattered ceramic bowl and the discarded of piping hot udon, the savoury liquid pooling over the large broken pieces of the cutlery. How disappointing and cruel… Giyuu is trying his best to make you eat, his precious sweetheart, the one woman he needs more than anything ever. He has gone far beyond any other person would to make sure you will stay with him, he can’t stand the fact you’re not cooperating him

Giyuu’s cold dark sapphire blue eyes slide from the destroyed remnants of the dinner he cooked for you to you directly, tied up with firm tight ropes up against his futon and trying to wiggle out of the grasp of the irritating binds. Giyuu won’t let you leave at all so there is truly no point for you to try, you’re never walking out of the door without him linked to your side, you’re never talking to anybody without his permission. He won’t take any chances and he cannot lose you, like he has lost everybody else in his life

“My love… was there something off about the udon?”

You didn’t even answer Giyuu, not at all giving him a single side-glance at your pure unadulterated fury bubbling over uncontrollably that you just desire to lash out at your kidnapper. The sweet, shy, small-voiced man you had enjoyed speaking to in your time of independent freedom. The one who went from gentle but interested to a full-blown threat as he took you away from humanity, he took away your ability to walk around and now suspects you to love him back?!

Giyuu, on his end, is just trying his best to prove to you how much you mean to him, that he has gone to such a extreme drastic, the most extreme drastic possible, to show you his undivided passionate love. That he is devoting so much of his time to you and taking care of you, the most perfect little housewife. You don’t need to do anything anymore. Don’t you want a man to take care of you and ensure no demons ever touch you? That sounds great to Giyuu as a whole

Maybe not today, but Giyuu will make you love him as much as he loves you, he will make you willingly accept every longtime cooking gift he presents you, he will have you all his to the point you don’t even want to go out anymore. He must, he needs you and he knows he can’t live without you nor with himself if you’re still running around the dead of night where demons prowl, you’re safe here and that’s the greatest thing a Hashira like him can do for his lover

[broken-spirit101]

Giyu Tomioka Yandere Headcanons

Warnings: Mentions of kidnapping, yandere themes

➼ OMG??? HOW LUCKY ARE YOU??? You must have some insane charisma to pull him.

➼ He's definitely not quiet once he becomes comfortable around you. Never an awkward moment of silence persists between you two. He wants to know all about you. You're one of the few people who talk to him without spouting insults, and he appreciates that a lot. It's almost like he's in love with you- wait, is he?

➼ He could talk to you for hours. The way your eyes light up when you're talking about a topic of interest and how you get so animated- he adores it. He would love to train with you all the time and would insist you guys go on missions together, he treasures the alone time he gets with you. He would buy you gifts every week, that's one of his love languages.

➼ He knows he can't afford to lose you. He dislikes the fact of you putting yourself at risk for saving others. The paranoia of losing someone else could make him distance himself from you, but he knows you're not letting him go so easily. He remains in disbelief sometimes realizing how much you truly care about him. He simply thinks that he doesn't deserve it, but really, he just needs some love.

➼ He's a protective yandere. He must know at all times where you are or he'll lose his mind. Red flag? Potential kidnapping. If he feels threatened by the fact that you might get hurt or something bad could happen to you, he'll do it, no questions asked. He feels as if the thought of you is taking over his mind. Plus, he's a hashira. He can easily do whatever he wants with you, but he won't.

➼ If you're good enough, you can keep your freedom. He's not leaving you alone at the slightest risk of danger.

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[yandere-imagines-reqs-etc]

Yandere Giyuu Tomioka Headcanons

Type: Headcanons

Tw: Yandere Behavior, Yandere character, Possessiveness, Manipulation, Isolation, Brain washing, Dependency.

A/N: I'm back! I had a very uncomfortable experience on a job and that's part of why a wasn't active, I hope you all can understand and well... enjoy this Headcanons of our favorite water man.

Demon Slayer S/O

• Probably met during final selection.

• He would probably fall for someone with a personality completely opposite to his.

• Will try to get paired on missions with his s/o.

• Will TRY to make conversation but due to being to socially awkward those interactions will not last very long.

• This may frustrate him a little. But I think his s/o can make this interactions work.

• The yandere tendencies will start when both of them are in a higher rank and have spend more time together.

• Yk how he has lost a lots of important people in his life, well he will start having this intrusive thoughts and thus the fear of losing his s/o in the jaws of a demon.

• With this thoughts comes the paranoia, and he would start being more clingy and if not in the same mission will try to follow them without them noticing. Wich can be a little difficult due to all the training as a demon slayer, but he will manage.

• I can't envision him trying to make them quit the Demon Slayer Corps, because if they quit he won't be able to keep an eye on them often, and he would get more anxious.

• So he would be like a shadow while keeping growing as a Slayer until he becomes a hashira.

• Once a hashira he can take his s/o as a apprentice (very convenient to spend time together).

• Under his wing he can keep a watchful eye on his s/o more often and without worrying about being catch.

• Would open up a lot more and start more fluent conversations.

• So here is when things will go down, once his s/o gets injured while fighting along side with him against a powerful demon, he would then start to make them quit, but a very elaborate plan.

• He would let his s/o go on missions once recovered but this time will let them get injured, and during they recovering he will try to subtly bring them the thought that maybe they are not meant to be a demon slayer or the they lack the ability to fight stronger demons. But without directly telling them this, to make them believe that this was a decision made by themselves.

• Once his s/o is out of the corps he would offer them to stay on his state, just to make them feel save and also to make himself some kind of a caring friend.

• He would then start to isolate them but always in a way that they believe is their own choice to stay hide in the security of Giyuu's home.

• So once they start seeing him in a more homelike and intimate ambience they will start to develop feelings.

• He will make them dependent of him, taking them out on dates or going shopping but only with him, they can only go out with him.

• That way they won't want to part with him or meet someone else that will take them away from him. Because he is the only one able to protect them, to care for them, to love them.

[missscarletrosesett]

can I request for yandere Giyuu HCs? Like in general.

Summary: Yandere Giyuu Hcs

Warnings: Mentions of blood, faked death, death, kidnapping, obsessive behaviour, and forms of manipulation.

This man is lonely, that much we know. So if you managed to catch his eye, whether you were a demon slayer or not, that is quite the accomplishment.

The first time you meet it would be quite awkward at first, with you bumping into him and him just standing there with his stoic demeanour plastered to his face as he just stands there watching you apologizing.

As time goes on, you two seem to be seeing each other more and more, and the more time you two spend together, the more he comes to enjoy your company.

He would feel a sense of responsibility to protect you from harm as it is his job as a demon slayer.

In his eyes, you are the definition of purity. You are the only good thing in his life

If you were a demon slayer as well that would complicate things a bit more than he would’ve liked. If you're both demon slayers then he would be filled with worry and even be more overprotective of you than he already was. Death could be just around the corner for either of you.

If you two ever get into bickers, he would use forms of manipulation on you. Nine times out of ten it works.

Guilt-tripping, lying, over-exaggeration on things, you name it.

He would 100% percent use his survivor guilt on you as a way to make you stay and comfort him.

As for kidnapping, he would definitely consider it, scratch that, he would kidnap you, no consideration needed.

If you're a civilian and get attacked by a demon, he will kill it with no hesitation. He will then be by your side in a matter of seconds and asking if you're alright.

You can say goodbye to your freedom after that incident.

If you’re a demon slayer and away on long missions, his mind will be filled with worry for your safety and come up with the worst-case scenarios.

If you’re battling a really strong demon, he will instantly rush to your location and deal the final blow.

He will be filled with a sense of relief seeing as you are okay but then the next second his protective instinct takes over and knocks you out.

He will fake your death as an extra measure.

He will grant you the freedom to walk around his estate with him watching you but going outside is absolutely prohibited.

When he's not around, you're locked away in his room, away from prying eyes, most likely your ankle’s chained to the ground.

I believe his way of showing his affection would be through acts of service and gift-giving.

Like he just returned from a mission? He will have a gift in hand.

You're not eating? He will feed you.

If he sees any of the kakushi trying to help you escape he will instantly kill them.

Hell, he might he kill all his kakushi just to ensure you’re safety.

He will hug you while covered in blood, trying his best to comfort you while you're crying and begging in his arms.

You won't leave his side.

“You’re safe now. Don't worry as long as you have me, you're protected, Water Droplet.”

[hendrixthepolitesnake]

💕when they visit you 💕 (humans)

(this is some headcanons yes the reader is black and it does mention some yandere behavior and the word nigga or the n- word I'd you don't know I am Black I just wanted to say that like I said before this is from my Wattpad account which is asexual panbitch)

Giyuu: He came back to that same place close by where you live and at the time you were cooking a meal for him because you knew he was going to come back plus you just wanted to thank him for helping your village he always had that emotionless look in your eyes but in reality he felt really happy on seeing you made him feel things he's never felt before he honestly couldn't stop staring at you while you were talking to him he was really thinking that you didn't notice like come on your a handsome/pretty man who wouldn't want to look at you (slay💅🏾) but at the same time he felt comfortable around you needless to say you both had a good time especially the food you cooked he was amazed by it his future husband can cook ("yes I do the cooking yes I do the clean"- ok I'll stop)

Shinobu: She asked if you could help out with the patients at the butterfly mansion (so she could keep an eye on you) and you begin a kind and helpful person you decide to volunteer everything went great you guys talk and helped other patients but something happened while you were treating a patient and he was being a creep towards shinobu look at her up and down and her being uncomfortable he noticed this and got up look the dude dead in his eyes and said "It's rude to look at a woman like that you better fix your eyes before I smack the shit outta you" he got scared and fix his eyes real quick (black momma mode m/n💅🏾) shinobu felt that love tingle sensation she knew were the right one for her she plans to kill that man for even looking at your beautiful skin and eyes you told her that you were glad that you could help and left but not without giving her a hug she wished you could stay like this then you said your goodbyes and left(she definitely killed that man 💀)

Misturi & Obanai : You decide to have a sleepover with the two due to the gifts they have been giving to you in which you appreciated it they seem very nice especially misturi her personality is quite cute and Obanai 's he's kind a asshole but in reality he likes you very much misturi made a lot of food to eat in which you noticed Obanai wasn't eating and you asked misturi why he isn't eating misturi said that he doesn't like showing his mouth in which you told him he's handsome no matter what in which he took it off looking away from you put your hands on both misturi and obanai' s face and told them that they are perfect they way there are and misturi Begin misturi got emotional because she was treated bad due to her big appetite and her hair but you were different they both thought so they hugged you while you comforting them after all that y'all had fun ate dango and talked they both got tired so you picked them up and took them to there room you soon left after leaving a note (well m/n you just made these yanderes obsession even worse💀)

Uzui: This zesty ass nigga would stalk you like man every were you went he was suddenly there I mean you've met his wives they were really nice (definitely wasn't planning if they should get you the same outfit like theirs 😀 and your ring size ) plus they visit the diner you work at (only to see you of course ) it was very nice to see them your the only waiter they'd allow to serve them honestly uzui would say that you are✨ flamboyant ✨and a perfect husband but he just had to get you to marry him he was gonna do it no matter what you say have no choice you will marry him and that's final~(Flamboyant!👨🏿‍🦽)

(Part 1)

[theyanderespecialist]

Yandere Water Hashira 🌊 Giyu/Giyuu Tomioka X Gender Neutral Listener (Demon Slayer) 

[xjulixred45x]

I'm not sure if this is a good idea but can I please ask for a platonic yandere giyuu

With a kianna komori reader

Where he visits the butterfly mansion to talk to shinobu about an upcoming mission but before he can do that he notices a little girl being rushed to shinobu covered in Blood and injuries and he doesn't think much of her at first but over time when he starts to visit her the little girl and she starts opening up to him about her past he grows attached to her and decides to adopt her as his daughter

She is an OC of mine you can find more information about her on my page here on Tumblr and sorry if this is too detailed and you don't have to take this request if you don't want to

Hello! Is not really a problem, but i'm not used to work with ocs, but i can make a Reader with tour oc Information(if thats ok!).

Plus, My first yandere Request! So, sorry if is a little OOC

PLATONIC!YANDERE!GIYUU TOMIOKA X KOMORI READER

This is also kind of based on this fic from the Oc https://www.tumblr.com/chri-chris-chan/722751219324551168/blades-of-pain-yandere-platonic-uzui-tengen?source=share

Genre: Headcanons

Reader: Female(oc from @nunezs-stuff )

Warnings: YANDERE THEMES, Murder, the church sucks, trauma, Tomioka Backstory, unhealty mindset, i think is all.

(as you say), at first Giyuu didn't think much about you, it was more like a mental note to ask Shinobu what happen to You when he saw her AFTER doing the mission.

However, when Shinobu told him how they found you, bloodied, with several low-ranking demons dead,no lie, he was intrigued.

So, when they come back, he ask Shinobu yo see You.

Shinobu scoffed (as expected) but when she saw that he was serious, she told him that he didn't think it was a good idea, since you seemed very distrustful (and traumatized).

although it seems that it only encourages Tomioka more to try to talk to you(yo Shinobu surpise).

So, when he came to visit you and you already welcomed him like a wildcat, he wasn't very surprised. I mean, yeah, he knew it would be hard, but he didn't think it was that hard. Even so, he did not let himself be daunted.

He introduced himself as a workmate of Shinobu, who wanted to know what happened and how it happened "to report it" when actually he want to make You fell Better with him.

Still somewhat discreet, you told him how some demons got into the church where you lived, how they attacked the Catholics and you had no other option but to defend yourself when the low-ranking hunters who arrived couldn't handle them.

This (lowkey) left him quite impressed, but he didn't say much about it, in fact he didn't speak almost anything while you were talking, he just looked and from time to time nodded, he was giving you a bad feeling, Like, VERY BAD.

or that was until you inadvertently blurted out something related to your sister, you didn't even realize it, it was just something in the heat of the moment, but it was enough to get his attention and he asked you about it. Now, you weren't one to open up to strangers, but, hell, it's been so long and it's already been a traumatic week, and you might never see this man again in your life, so fuck it, You NEED to trow up.

So you told him, you used to HAD a sister, she was a sweet, gentle girl, but very gullible, and the Catholics obviously took advantage of her. That was why the demons were there in the first place, every once in a while they cried out for a sacrifice, young girls, and your sister was the "lucky one" to die like cattle to appease them.

The same people to whom she dedicated her life were the same to whom she was ordered to kill. leaving you alone.

At this point you are crying with rage while Giyuu reflects, they have a lot in common, more than you probably think. he puts an awkward hand on your shoulder to comfort you, you think about smacking him, but…you're so tired now, and it feels genuine in a way, real.

After that, Giyuu visited you almost every time he could until you got back to health. when he "couldn't" in reality it was that he simply visited you at night after a very long mission or something like that, normally you were asleep so he just looked at you for a while, seeing how peaceful you werepretty creepy

Also with the visits he began to open up a little more each time, sometimes talking about his training with Urokodaki, other times about the other Hashiras, and he even got to talk about his sister. Needless to say, you empathized a lot.

Since you really had nowhere to go once you recovered, you thought about asking Shinobu to stay in the Butterfly State as a nurse (since you obviously didn't want to go back to the people of the church), which while it didn't show, it annoyed Giyuu. He didn't know exactly why, it just didn't seem right that you were surrounded by guys from the organization.

then an idea occurred to him, he went directly to Shinobu to ask her if you could stay with him for "an indefinite time" until you decided what to do.

Shinobu scoffed a bit (obviously) but actually thought he might get a good idea, seeing as they both seemed so close and that Tomioka maybe even could became more sociable(big mistake).

Imagine your surprise when Giyuu came the day before you were discharged and told you that you were going to live with him, it was quite a surprise and, why lie, at first it could be confused a little with pity.

pity? because? Well, because when you wanted more information about what happened in your village, you discovered that apparently all the members of the church where you lived had been killed, apparently by demons.

""apparently"" my ass, he did it.

You know, even if you weren't going to go with them in the first place, you didn't want to leave the 'unfortunate soul' image for Giyuu, for anyone in general.

but he assured you that the reason he wanted you to go live with him was because for the first time in a long time he felt a connection with someone (platonically), who wanted you to give him the opportunity to give you the home you deserved and that I would have liked to have at the time, that he wanted to love You the way you deserve, even if he don't feel worthy, he wants to try.

That Even more than all the people i'm your life has done.

You were so shocked that you accept the offer with virtually no hesitation.

and you definitely didn't notice the red flags from there. It's just in Giyuu's nature, it's almost imperceptible.

things like his clinginess are justified by all the trauma he's been through and experienced throughout his life, you're not going to be ungrateful for everything he's done for you and turn down a few hugs(aside note: You DONT HAVE to give hugs to NO ONE if YOU DON'T WANT TO, this is just fiction).

He's not the most controlling, but he's definitely one for the stalker. If you are out with a friend or acquaintance, they are hanging around or in the crowd. I think that in the same way I would not accept any suitor unless it is Tanjiro or even one of the Hashiras like Rengoku, but apart from that I see your possibilities for love quite null, he will scare them.

He has definitely killed more people than the church, anyone who could be considered a possible threat to your relationship with him (some distant relative who wants to take care of you, some ""problematic"" friend, etc). even if they were important people to you, they would just stay by your side comforting you, secretly happy about this new level of closeness.

But if you somehow found out-oh god. he is panicking. He doesn't want to have to keep you with him by force, but if you don't leave him a choice, I'm sorry honey, you won't leave the house.

It's still a weird scenario, Giyuu covers his tracks well, and honestly, after all you've been through, to the people you've lost (even if some of those people were lost because of HIM) would you really care if he did? would you find out? You are already here, you are at peace, you have a good life, what else?

Whatever scenario you choose, Tomioka will not disappear from your life in the short term, it only remains to see what time prepares for You two....

[gothicxreylover]

I saw that you write Yandere and Demon Slayer and I was wondering if I could request how the yandere Hashira (if you don’t want to do them all then just Sanemi, Rengoku and Gyomei) would react to a darling who was abused in their past making them extremely skittish? The reader is very timid and is always on edge. How would the Hashira deal with such a delicate s/o?

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Hello thank you for your request!I couldn’t help myself and write every hashiras that I could remember. I was going to put pictures but tumblr takes forever to upload them and this is my second time trying to publish the story.

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Kyojuro Rengoku

Kyojuro Rengoku was a force of nature, his passionate energy filling every room he entered. But when he met you, he immediately recognized a fragility that made him pause. Your timid, skittish demeanor reminded him of a small bird, wings battered by life but still longing to fly. It broke his heart to see how on edge you were, how you flinched at the slightest noise or avoided eye contact when someone raised their voice.

Kyojuro’s instinct was to protect you with the same fire that burned in his heart. At first, he struggled to reign in his usual exuberance, afraid that his enthusiasm might frighten you. Instead of his usual booming greetings, he softened his tone, speaking to you with a gentleness that surprised even himself.

“You’re safe now,” he said one evening, his amber eyes glowing warmly as he knelt before you. “No matter what happened before, I swear on my life, I’ll never let anyone hurt you again.”

Kyojuro’s yandere tendencies emerged in the way he began to involve himself in every aspect of your life. He took it upon himself to ensure you were always comfortable and protected, but his protective nature soon became overbearing. He insisted on accompanying you everywhere, refusing to leave your side even for a moment.

“You don’t need to go alone,” he said one morning as you prepared to run a simple errand. “What if something happens? I’d never forgive myself. I’ll come with you!”

Despite his intensity, Kyojuro’s love for you was genuine. He constantly reassured you with his words and actions, doing everything he could to help you feel safe. When you were overwhelmed, he would sit beside you, his warmth radiating like a comforting fire.

“Breathe with me,” he’d say, taking slow, steady breaths. His large hands would gently cover yours, grounding you in his presence. “That’s it. You’re doing so well.”

On nights when your nightmares were too much to bear, he’d stay awake with you, his voice steady and soothing as he told stories of his childhood or recited encouraging words.

“You are strong,” he would say, his hand resting lightly on your shoulder. “You’ve been through so much, but you’re still here. That’s what matters.”

And while his obsessive need to protect you might have been suffocating at times, Kyojuro’s warmth and unwavering devotion slowly began to replace the shadows of your past with the light of his love.

Muichiro Tokito

Muichiro Tokito was quiet and detached, often lost in his thoughts. But when he met you, something in him shifted. He couldn’t quite explain it, but the sight of your timid, skittish behavior stirred a protective instinct within him that he hadn’t known he possessed.

At first, he observed you from afar, his sharp eyes taking in every detail. He noticed how you avoided crowds, how your hands trembled when someone spoke too loudly, and how you kept your back to the wall as if bracing for an attack. The realization that someone had hurt you ignited a quiet fury in his heart.

Muichiro’s approach was subtle. He began inserting himself into your life, offering his help in small, unobtrusive ways. He’d appear out of nowhere when you needed assistance, his calm presence soothing your frayed nerves.

“Don’t worry,” he said one day when you hesitated to walk down a crowded street. “I’ll stay with you. No one will bother you while I’m here.”

His yandere tendencies revealed themselves in his possessiveness. Muichiro hated the idea of you being vulnerable to anyone else. He began following you, not out of mistrust but out of an overwhelming need to protect you. If anyone approached you, his soft voice would turn cold, his expression unreadable as he intervened.

“Leave them alone,” he’d say flatly, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. The threat was clear, even if unspoken.

In private, Muichiro was softer. He would sit with you in silence, his presence steady and grounding. When you struggled to sleep, he would stay by your side, his voice quiet as he reassured you.

“I’m here,” he’d whisper, his pale eyes fixed on you. “Nothing can hurt you anymore. I won’t let it.”

Though his possessiveness sometimes made you uneasy, Muichiro’s quiet devotion slowly began to ease your fears. His calm presence was a balm to your restless heart, and in his company, you started to believe that safety was possible.

Gyomei Himejima

Gyomei Himejima’s towering presence was both intimidating and comforting. Despite his immense strength, he carried himself with a quiet gentleness that set him apart. When he met you, he immediately sensed the weight of your past. Your hesitance, your downcast eyes, and the way you flinched at sudden noises all spoke volumes to him.

Gyomei didn’t ask about your past—he believed you would share it when you were ready. Instead, he focused on creating a safe and peaceful environment for you. He spoke in a soft, soothing tone, his words laced with a deep compassion that made it hard not to trust him.

“You’ve been hurt,” he said one day, his voice filled with quiet sorrow. “But you are not alone anymore. I will protect you, no matter what.”

Gyomei’s yandere tendencies emerged in the form of an all-encompassing protectiveness. He couldn’t bear the thought of you being in danger, and his solution was to keep you close. He rarely let you out of his sight, justifying it as ensuring your safety.

“You’re precious to me,” he explained one evening as you sat together under the stars. “I cannot allow anything to harm you—not even your memories.”

Gyomei’s actions were always gentle, but his determination was unshakable. He eliminated anything that caused you distress, sometimes without you even realizing it. A neighbor who spoke harshly to you would mysteriously stop visiting. A place that brought back bad memories would quietly become off-limits.

In moments of fear or doubt, Gyomei was your rock. He would sit beside you, his large hands enveloping yours as he prayed for your peace. His deep voice was a constant source of reassurance.

“You are stronger than you know,” he said one night when you confided in him about your fears. “And I will be your strength until you find your own. Together, we will overcome this.”

Though his protectiveness sometimes bordered on overbearing, Gyomei’s love was pure and unwavering. In his care, you began to feel the cracks in your heart mend, each moment with him a step closer to healing.

Mitsuri Kanroji

Mitsuri Kanroji had always been a warm and loving person, her affection a beacon of light for those around her. When she met you, however, her love took on an entirely new depth. You were quiet and timid, always on edge, and it broke her heart to see the fear in your eyes. She couldn’t bear the thought of someone hurting you in the past—and she vowed to never let anyone hurt you again.

At first, Mitsuri’s boundless energy overwhelmed you. Her bright, bubbly personality and tendency to throw herself into hugs made you flinch, though you tried to hide it. The moment she noticed, her heart shattered. She pulled back immediately, hands clasped to her chest, her eyes wide with concern.

“I’m so sorry!” she exclaimed, her voice trembling. “I didn’t mean to scare you! I just—oh, I just want to make you feel loved!”

From that day on, Mitsuri did her best to be gentle around you. She toned down her energy, approaching you slowly and speaking in soft, reassuring tones. She showered you with compliments, constantly reminding you of how wonderful you were.

“You’re so brave,” she said one evening, her eyes glistening with emotion. “I don’t know what you’ve been through, but I know you’re stronger than you think. And I’ll do everything I can to make you feel safe.”

Her yandere tendencies manifested in her clinginess. Mitsuri couldn’t stand being away from you, even for a moment. She followed you everywhere, her presence comforting but sometimes overwhelming. If you tried to leave without her, she’d tear up, her lower lip trembling.

“Please don’t go without me,” she’d plead, her voice quivering. “I’ll protect you, I promise. I can’t bear the thought of you getting hurt again.”

Though her possessiveness could be suffocating, Mitsuri’s love was genuine. She wanted nothing more than to see you smile without fear shadowing your expression. At night, when you had trouble sleeping, she would sit by your side, her voice soft and soothing as she hummed a lullaby.

“You’re safe now,” she whispered, her hand gently brushing yours. “I’ll protect you no matter what. I love you more than anything.”

And as her arms wrapped around you, holding you close, you couldn’t help but feel the warmth of her devotion melting away the lingering cold of your past.

Shinobu Kocho

Shinobu Kocho’s sharp intellect and gentle demeanor made her an enigma. To most, she appeared kind and composed, but there was an intensity in her gaze that often went unnoticed. When she met you, it didn’t take long for her to notice your skittishness. The way you flinched at sudden movements, the haunted look in your eyes—it all painted a picture she didn’t need you to explain.

Shinobu approached you carefully, her voice always soft and her movements deliberate. She never asked about your past directly; instead, she offered a safe space for you to exist without judgment.

“You don’t have to tell me anything,” she said one evening as the two of you sat together in the garden. “But if you ever feel ready, I’m here to listen.”

Her kindness made you feel at ease, but Shinobu’s yandere tendencies began to show in the way she subtly controlled your environment. She ensured you were always within her line of sight, often under the guise of concern. If someone upset you, she’d smile sweetly at them, but her eyes glinted with a cold promise.

“Do be careful,” she’d say with a honeyed tone, her smile never wavering. “It would be such a shame if something unfortunate happened.”

Though her possessiveness was subtle, it was unyielding. Shinobu began isolating you from anyone she deemed unworthy of your trust, all while making it seem like she was doing it for your benefit. She justified it as protecting you from harm, but deep down, she relished being the only one you relied on.

At night, when the memories of your past crept in and left you trembling, Shinobu was there. She’d sit beside you, her presence steady and calming as she gently stroked your hair.

“Breathe,” she whispered, her voice like a balm. “You’re safe now. I won’t let anything hurt you.”

Though her obsession sometimes showed through the cracks of her carefully maintained facade, Shinobu’s love for you was undeniable. She would do anything to keep you safe—even if it meant taking drastic measures.

And as the days turned into weeks, you found yourself leaning on her more and more, her soothing words and unwavering presence slowly teaching you what it meant to feel safe. Little did you know, Shinobu was already planning a future where you would never need anyone but her.

Giyu Tomioka

Giyu Tomioka had always been an enigma, his quiet demeanor keeping others at arm’s length. But with you, it was different. You were his solace, the person who reminded him that even someone like him could feel alive. He noticed your skittish nature the moment he met you. The way your eyes darted to every shadow, the way you flinched at sudden movements—it was painfully familiar to him.

It wasn’t until much later, after earning your hesitant trust, that he pieced together the story behind your fear. The bruises of the past lingered not on your skin, but in the way you carried yourself, the way you recoiled when someone raised their voice. It ignited a quiet storm within him—a need to protect you, to ensure no one ever hurt you again.

Giyu didn’t talk much about your past; he knew you weren’t ready to share. Instead, he let his actions speak for him. He ensured your home was secure, often checking the locks multiple times before leaving. He began accompanying you everywhere, his presence silent but steadfast. Whenever you startled, his calm voice would ground you.

“You’re safe,” he would murmur, his eyes soft yet intense. “No one will harm you while I’m here.”

But Giyu’s protectiveness slowly evolved into something darker. The thought of you being hurt or frightened because of someone else was unbearable. He began eliminating anyone who dared to disturb your peace. A rude merchant? Gone. A stranger who looked at you the wrong way? They vanished without a trace.

One evening, you noticed his knuckles were bruised, and his haori smelled faintly of blood. When you asked, his response was clipped. “It’s nothing. Just… doing what I must to keep you safe.”

Despite his intensity, Giyu was careful around you. He would never raise his voice or make sudden movements. At night, when you woke from nightmares, trembling and panicked, he would sit beside you, his hand hovering over yours as if afraid to frighten you further.

“Sleep,” he’d whisper. “I’m here. Nothing will hurt you ever again.”

And though his possessiveness grew stronger with each passing day, so did his gentleness. For Giyu, you were his world—a fragile treasure he’d guard with his life, even if it meant losing himself in the process.

Sanemi Shinazugawa

Sanemi Shinazugawa was a storm of anger and raw emotion, his demeanor sharp and abrasive. But when he met you, something in him shifted. He noticed the way you flinched at loud noises, the way you shrank into yourself when someone raised their voice. At first, it frustrated him—not because of you, but because he recognized the signs of someone who had been hurt.

It wasn’t in Sanemi’s nature to tread carefully, but for you, he tried. His voice, usually harsh and biting, softened around you. He kept his distance at first, knowing that his intensity might frighten you. But the more he saw of your skittish behavior, the more his protective instincts kicked in.

“Who did this to you?” he demanded one day, his voice trembling with barely suppressed rage. You didn’t answer, tears welling in your eyes instead. He backed off immediately, running a hand through his hair in frustration. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to—damn it.”

Sanemi’s way of helping was blunt and straightforward. He wouldn’t coddle you, but he would never let you feel unsafe again. He made sure to be the first to step in if anyone so much as looked at you the wrong way. His yandere tendencies began to show when he started following you—at first from a distance, then more overtly.

“You don’t need to go out alone,” he said gruffly. “It’s not safe.”

He didn’t care if you protested. Your safety was more important than your independence, as far as he was concerned. And if anyone dared to mention your past or even hint at hurting you again, Sanemi’s wrath was swift and merciless.

One night, you overheard him talking to someone outside—a low, threatening growl in his voice. “If I ever see you near them again, you won’t live to regret it.” The next day, that person was gone, and Sanemi acted as if nothing had happened.

Despite his rough edges, Sanemi showed you his softer side in private moments. When you were too afraid to sleep, he’d sit beside you, his hand hovering protectively near yours.

“You’re safe,” he’d say, his voice uncharacteristically gentle. “I won’t let anything happen to you. Not while I’m around.”

Though his possessiveness sometimes frightened you, it was clear that Sanemi’s love for you ran deep. He would destroy the world for you if it meant you’d never have to feel afraid again. And in his own clumsy, fierce way, he began to teach you what safety and love could feel like.

Obanai Iguro

Obanai had always been quiet in his obsession with you. His sharp eyes followed your every move, not because he mistrusted you, but because he couldn’t bear the idea of you slipping through his fingers. When he learned of your past, it wasn’t from your lips—you were far too guarded for that. Instead, it was through subtle clues: your flinch when someone raised their hand too quickly, the way you hesitated to speak, and the haunted look in your eyes when you thought no one was watching.

Obanai didn’t confront you outright. He knew that his intensity might scare you. Instead, he created a cocoon of safety around you. At first, it was small things: warning others to keep their distance, subtly nudging you into situations where you had control, and keeping Kaburamaru curled around your wrist, his comforting weight a silent reminder that you weren’t alone.

But his yandere tendencies began to creep in. Obanai grew increasingly possessive, unwilling to let you out of his sight. When you flinched at the approach of an unfamiliar man in the market, Obanai acted swiftly, his hand tightening on your arm as his mismatched eyes glared daggers at the man.

“Don’t worry,” he whispered, his voice soft but tinged with malice. “I’ll never let anyone hurt you again. Not even the memory of them.”

Over time, he began to isolate you, justifying it as protecting you from a cruel world. Yet, there were moments when his tenderness shone through—quiet nights where he held your trembling hand, his voice barely above a whisper as he promised that you were safe with him.

Tengen Uzui and His Wives

Tengen’s home was a whirlwind of noise, laughter, and affection. But when you arrived—a timid, skittish presence in the midst of their vibrancy—everything changed. The flamboyant Sound Hashira and his wives were not blind to your pain, and the cracks in your demeanor didn’t go unnoticed.

Makio was the first to grow protective. Her sharp eyes and sharper tongue were quick to cut down anyone who made you uncomfortable. “Don’t look at them like that,” she snapped at a vendor one day, stepping in front of you. “You’re lucky I don’t smash your stall for that glare.” Her fiery nature sometimes frightened you, but she always softened her tone when speaking to you.

Suma was more emotional, often crying on your behalf. “Why didn’t anyone protect you?” she’d wail, clinging to your hand. Though her clinginess could be overwhelming, she was also the first to notice when you needed comfort, holding you close in her arms and whispering reassurances.

Hina, ever the calm and nurturing presence, took charge of creating a safe space for you. She ensured you had quiet moments away from the chaos, always bringing you tea or sitting beside you in silence when words felt like too much.

And then there was Tengen. His flamboyant nature made you nervous at first, his booming laughter and confident stride overwhelming. But he adapted quickly, learning to temper his energy around you. His protectiveness, however, was unmatched. When he learned of your past, his usual playful grin vanished, replaced with an icy determination.

“They’ll never touch you again,” he said, his voice low but seething with anger. “I’ll make sure of it. You’re part of our family now, and no one messes with what’s mine.”

His yandere tendencies revealed themselves in his need to control every aspect of your life. He forbade you from venturing out alone and assigned his wives to accompany you wherever you went. Though the intensity of their protection could be suffocating, it was impossible to doubt their love for you.

One night, as the five of you sat around the hearth, Tengen spoke softly, a rare moment of vulnerability in his voice. “You’re more precious to us than you know. Whatever you’ve been through, we’ll erase it with a lifetime of love. That’s a promise.”

And in that moment, surrounded by their unwavering devotion, you felt a flicker of hope that maybe, just maybe, you could heal.

[chericos]

BLOOD SUCKING FREAKS!

your faves as vampires— multifandom headcanons

fandom list— vnc (the case study of Vanitas), bsd, jjk, mha, one piece, aot, kny, csm, genshin impact (brings back memories…), haikyuu, soul eater, hxh + more!

cws: nsfw?, blood, biting, possessive/yandere themes, dark themes, bites can be used as a sort of aphrodisiac, overstim themes, mentions of bruising, chasing, “hunting”, mentions of being tied/chained up, some are darker than others due to the characters being more inherently “evil”, unedited, you can tell who my favs are, sorry if some are short... tell me if I missed anything!

MDNI

He’s so sweet and kind with you, always ensuring you’re fully prepared to take him. His big rough hands toying and prodding in such a gentle manner that you can’t help but cry out for more. Tears prick the corner of your eyes at his slow pace, you’re not sure how much longer you could keep going like this. His hands trail up and down leaving goosebumps across your skin. His eyes sharpen as he peers down at the junction of your neck. He tilts his head down, inhaling deeply as he drags his tongue up your collarbone. He hovers over your pulse point, sharp fangs grazing the sensitive spot and you shiver at the feeling.

“May I?”

His voice is thick and laced with lust. you feebly nod your head, letting out a small whimper. He hesitates slightly before biting down. It is weak, and only just pierces the skin enough for it to bleed. But what did you expect your hunk of a vampire is just soft.

Maybe a little too soft.

— Izuku, Tamaki, All might, Nighteye, Nanami, Higuruma, Ino, Rengoku, Gyomei, Kunikida, Fukuzawa, Jouno, Atsushi, Roland, Zack Fair, Armin, Shiro, Kunigami, Reo, Kurapika, Cyno, Aether, Gepard, Hinata, Sugawara, Yamaguchi + your fav

Your skin is already littered with bruises and teeth marks. Small beads of blood trickle down your chest and he carefully laps at them. He's been at it for hours, marking you up, making sure whoever dares to look at you knows you belong to him. But who could blame him

Your flesh is so soft and tender between his teeth he can’t help but want to take a bite. It's like you've put him in a trance. His gorgeous girlfriend, who's so eager and pliable to his touch. You were practically made for him. And the sweet sounds you make when he pushes deeper inside of you, it's not his fault your moans are so hypnotizing.

He doesn't normally get so worked up, but you've been riling him up all day. Teasing him with your touches, whispering dirty words into his ear, it's only natural he would break at some point.

He didn’t mean to get rough, but you just tasted so good he couldn’t resist. You won’t blame him… right?

— Xiao, Ayato, Zhongli, Diluc, Alhaitham, Aizawa, Shoto, Shinso, Bakugo, Gojo, Noritoshi, Vanitas, Uzui, Giyuu, Zoro, Akutagawa, Chuuya, Aki, Rin, Isagi, Shidou, Sae, Tobio, Suna, Oikawa, Reno, Leon, Eren, Jean, Levi, Dan Heng, Jing Yuan + your fav

He's so messy.

Spending hours in between your thighs, kissing the supple skin, and also leaving his claim in their place. he's basically eating you alive, bite marks indented in the flesh, and he hasn't even touched you yet. You're whining for him to stop teasing, pleading for him to give you what you want. And who is he to deny?

Arms hooked under your thighs, keeping you in place from thrashing around. He buries his face into you, his nose nudging up against your clit, and the sensation has you jolting. He gives a tentative lick, eyes shooting up to look at your reaction. Your hands nestle into his hair, tugging at the roots as a moan slips out from your lips. And after that, he's ruthless, eating you out like you're a 5-star meal (you are). He's kissing and licking and sucking, and god, whatever the hell he's doing it's making your mind blank.

You don't have it in you to care about how loud you're being, and he doesn't seem to care either. In fact, they seem to encourage him to rip those pretty pretty sounds from you.

“So sweet f’me baby,”

Slick is practically covering the lower half of his face, but he doesn't seem to care. His eyes are blown wide, giving you a dazed out stare as he continues to lap at your core.

This was going to be a long night.

— Noè, Choso, Connie, Luffy, Tighnari, Kazuha, Itto, Kaeya, Leorio, Ranpo, Techou, Tachihara, Cloud, Bachira, Chigiri, Nagi, Kaiser, Aiku, Kuroo, Tanaka, Miya twins, Hizashi, Mirio, Jin, Hawks, Tamaki, Sero, Denki, Kirishima, Sampo, Jiaoqui + your fav

You're such a brat.

You're lucky he still puts up with you after everything you've pulled. He glares down at you, the eye contact making you uneasy. Your mewling and whimpering did nothing to sway him. Your hands are still tied behind your back as his thighs continue to spread your legs open. His hands as roaming your body, squealing and pinching in places that make you jump, before he leaves them to play with your nipples.

His touch is light and teasing, driving you insane. Your nipples harden under his touch, embarrassing sounds escaping your throat as he continues to toy with them. You shove your face into the pillows next to you to muffle them. One of his hands leaves your chest to grip your chin, tilting your head back to stare directly at him. He wants to see every expression you make.

The tension between your legs becomes too much to ignore and you begin to discreetly hump his thigh, desperate for any kind of friction to relieve you. At least you thought you were discreet. You don't far before his hands are off you and he's shoving you away. With teary eyes you stare at him confused, why did he stop you?

You're needy and sensitive and you want him to touch you again. You beg for him to continue, but all he does is let out a low chuckle. He doesn't plan on letting you off the hook so easily. He wants to make sure this stays ingrained in your head so that you'll never make the same mistake again.

Because you're his, and he'll spend every second reminding you of that fact.

— August Ruthven, Sanemi, Iguro, Akaza, Geto, Dazai, Mori, Fukuchi, Shigiraki, Overhaul, Blade, Reiner, (s4) Eren, Feitan, Chrollo + your fav

He doesn't know why you keep trying, why you continue to run away. He doesn't understand whatever false sense of freedom you feel when he lets you out. Did you really think you could outrun him? Oh, how idiotic. If he had it in him he would pity you, so dumb and naive. It seems like you still haven't learned your lesson.

Your wrists and ankles are bound together, chained up to the wall. Tears prick your eyes but you know he won't care. He's leaning over you, peering down at your small form as you keep yanking at the restraints in hopes of being set free. You and he both know it's futile, so why keep fighting?

He grips your arms, sharp claws pinching the skin. Without warning he hastily leans down to sink his teeth into your neck. You scream out and thrash at the pain but he holds you still, makes you take it.

It doesn't take long for the venom to enter your systems, an intoxicating feeling clouding your mind and a strange but familiar heat coursing through your body. Your body tensed, heart-beat picking up as you tried to deny what was happening.

He licked the wound closed before stepping back. his eyes never leaving yours as he watched you squirm as the aphrodisiac set in. You scream at him, curses getting mixed in with small yelps as your body becomes sensitive to your clothes. But he isn't too worried about that. He'll break you one way or another.

And then you'll see that there is no way of escaping him.

— Sukuna, Kenjaku, Muzan, Douma, Fyodor, Dabi + your fav

HAPPY HALLOWEEN FREAKS!

Anyway just another disclaimer: I don't romanticize the actions performed in the last one, idk it just doesn't do anything for me, I also (personally) think it's unhealthy but wtv floats your boat ig!! (I say this like it isn't the longest section) IDK, it was just kinda fun to write, I've been meaning to get into darker themes(I have a Douma fic I've been meaning to write) so I wanted to go all out and see how it felt.

I love writing heacanons, ahhhhhhhh, I probably won't edit these so hopefully they aren't too bad!

@ CHERICOS 2024 all rights reserved do not repost, edit, copy, translate or plagiarise my works

[colourstreakgryffin]

Not sure if your doing request, but can you do a yandere!Hashira (any of your choosing) with a Reader who isn’t physically strong but very strong Mentally? I can give one example is Senku Ishigami from the Anime Dr,stone

Sorry if my english very bad, make sure to drink enough water and get enough sleep <3

I definitely do Yandere Hashira requests. Not a fan of the Yandere stuff but please don’t feel discouraged, will always do these so thank you dearly

Much prefer people to give me a specific character since I’ll always go for the most underappreciated Hashira, Gyomei but right now, I’ll pick Water Baby and Water Babe!

Another short one, sorry and I’ll also just give us Senku’s physical stature and personality, and also, thank you once more for the reference of a character! Really appreciate it!

Tomioka Giyuu- Sky-High Fortitude

Giyuu is a very protective Yandere, right up. He loses everybody he loves all the time and he cannot stand the idea of you disappearing from him as well. So, he grows obsessed with your safety and your health. And this is normal you…

With your scrawny, petite body, Giyuu is so clingy to a suffocating state and follows you around all the time to make sure not even a drunken man can lay their hand on you since you’re physically weak

However, Giyuu does find your straightforward, confident, and logical personality very impressive. Your body screams weakness but your mentality screams strength. It’s almost impossible to sway you mentally and you are practically immune to psychological coercion

Your scientific passion allows you to believe there is nothing science can’t explain and Giyuu admires that. He admires everything of you and your personality. You’re a powerful person in your mind, not even bringing forth your smaller body. Giyuu absolutely loves that and doesn’t mind bragging about you in non-verbal ways

Giyuu isn’t a fan of the fact you’re apathetic towards romance and you often discourage over anybody else trying to develop feelings towards you. He dislikes that you dislike romance but that won’t stop him from trying to claim you as his, you’re a great friend with a genuine selfless and kind heart, even with your almost unlikeable, cold rationale

Giyuu does like a number of your traits, he aspires to have them as well; determination, persistence, supportive, protective. You may not like romance but you support romance. You may be manipulative at times to get what you want in a rather arrogant style, but you don’t use others in a way that’s hurt anybody. You have negatives but Giyuu ignores them since he loves who you are far too much to be picky about specific details

Giyuu, with a Darling like you, does not change his usual behaviours. He is just a big admiring clumsy simp for you, your mentally powerful persona and very very protective over you because of your physically frail figure!

[bones4thecats]

Hello! May I request headcanons for a fem!Giyuu reader and yandere!Poseidon from Record of Ragnarok? Thank you so much!

Poseidon Fighting Giyuu Tomioka! 'S/O'

Type of Writing: Request Name: Poseidon Fighting Giyuu Tomioka! 'S/O' Characters: Poseidon Requester: @a-bookworms-teashop

A/N: As I don't write yandere-stuff, I made Poseidon more canonical, since he seems like the kind of guy who has a yandere-vibe. And I know you Record of Ragnarok fans know what I mean

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🔱 Poseidon just wanted to go back to his castle under the sea and finish his duty, not participate in this useless trial of Gods vs Humans, it was obvious who was going to come out on top

🔱 As he sat among his fellow deities, he ignored the words of his youngest brother, not caring what human was up next in Ragnarok

🔱 But, once his brother brought up the fact that Brunhilde had added in another human, one to replace one that had gotten into an 'incident' and how they were specialized to fight Poseidon and Poseidon alone, he began to listen more

" Older brother, are you alright with fighting this human? " " I don't particularly care, they'll end up turning into complete dust in the end anyways. " " Alright then it's settled, Poseidon will be fighting against that wannabe human! "

🔱 Gripping his trident with more force, Poseidon stood and began to walk out the door, as the meeting had ended

🔱 But, he couldn't help but let his mind wander during his walk outside of the arena and into a more secluded area surrounded by water, his nature element

🔱 What kind of human could be 'specialized' to fight him and him alone? What kind of trick was that Valkyrie playing?

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🔱 Once he heard the announcement of Round 2's ending; Zeus winning against Adam, Poseidon had to admit, he was getting quite energized as the thoughts of that human began to occur once more

🔱 How strong were they? What were they if they could challenge a God, nonetheless the Greek God of the Seas? And, most of all, just who was this human?

🔱 As the voice of Heimdall entered his ears, Poseidon began his entrance, allowing water to spill out and eventually separate for him to walk through

🔱 Poseidon stood and glanced around at the lowlife beings around him, these puny Deities and Humans were far from perfection, so how dare they go against him and try calling his name laced in their worthless filth?

" And the human going up against this graceful yet destructive God is one that has had stories told about them for many years! A human who has been hailed as a heroine to the many who served with them during Japan's Taishō Period in the war against man-made demons! The Water Pillar of the Demon Slayer Corps! And the human who was a key-instrument in saving millions of lives from the grasp of the former Demon King, Muzan Kibutsuji. It is my honor to yell the name of the one, the only, Y/N L/N! "

🔱 As the water began to expand and rush away from the entrance of the human side, Poseidon cocked an eyebrow lightly, nobody noticing, except for his eldest brother watching from his residence in Helheim

🔱 Where in Valhalla was this human?

🔱 All of a sudden, the sound of a sword being sheathed entered the many people in the arena's ears, alerting them. The only ones not being surprised being the human allies of Kojiro Sasaki, Soji Okita, and the eldest Valkyrie sister, Brunhilde

🔱 The water that Poseidon had summoned began to rush with the God's irritation, why was this human not showing their-selves? How pathetic were they?!

🔱 Then, without the will of the God of the Seas, the water calmed down with the tap of a blade's tip, which caused the God to turn around only to see a human standing at the foot of the arena with their blade out and touching the water's top layer with such delicacy of a butterfly's wings

🔱 Before he knew it, Heimdall had cleared his throat and croaked out a reply to this event

🔱 As the Nordic God spoke into his horn, you blinked at the God with nearly matching empty eyes, and he noticed how you held yourself, stiff yet loose, you must have fought many demons to get to the level of being a human worthy of fighting a God, huh?

🔱 Poseidon looked at you and twirled his trident before gripping it tightly, he was not about to lose to a human of all beings. But, he'd have to admit, having your cold eyes look into his was quite attractive

🔱 Maybe, since he'll win no matter what, he'll spare your life at a cost; that you become his and his alone. You were said to be specialized to fight him and him alone after all, what would make this any different?

Ready?

🔱 He was going to win this no matter the cost...

Set...

🔱 But he will give you a chance of life vs death, be his or die... and if you say no? Well... you won't be able to say no now will you?

GO!

Let the love-lit bloodshed begin...

[mamayan]

DEMON SLAYER MASTERLIST

Hashira

Headcanons: Biting Them

Headcanons: Cringe

Gyomei Himejima

Brat Tamer (NSFW) (BDay Special!)

Too Bad (NSFW) (A dream)

Rescue (NSFW/R!)

Sanemi Shinazugawa

Virgin! Sanemi YOBAI (NSFW)

Bully! Sanemi x Professor! Reader

Giyuu Tomioka

Don’t Cry: Part 1

Don’t Cry: Part 2 (NSFW)

Gentle (SFW) (Fluff)

YOBAI (NSFW)

Yandere Profile (NSFW)

Kyojuro Rengoku

YOBAI (NSFW)

Mouthy (NSFW) x GN! Reader

Patience (Yandere/GN! Darling)

Obanai Iguro

The Queen’s Dog (Yan! Knight Obanai x Princess Reader) (NSFW)

Yobai (Obanai x Reader x Mitsuri)

Mitsuri Kanroji

Yobai (Obanai x Reader x Mitsuri)

Shinobu Kocho 

(WIP) Succubus Shinobu x Fem! Reader (NSFW)

Hotaru Haganezuka

Break Time (NSFW)

Genya Shinazugawa (18+)

Good Boy (NSFW • Sub! Genya)

HC/Thirsts (NSFW)

Time Out (R!) (NSFW)

Captured (Sub! Genya • NSFW)

More of Captured (Sub! Genya • NSFW)

Blood Tasting (NSFW/R!)

Reward (NSFW/Sub! Genya/R!)

Punishment (NSFW)

Birthday Boy (NSFW/Sub! Genya)

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[yoyomomiko]

★彡REQUESTS

✩ •• OPEN!!

୨୧ -- MASTERLIST★

୨୧ -- NAVIGATION★

FANDOMS I WILL WRITE FOR:

Ramshackle

Demon Slayer

Hunter x Hunter

South Park

Komi can't communicate

Diary of a wimpy kid

Mouthwashing

Creepypasta

One Piece

CHARACTERS I'LL WRITE FOR:

★RAMSHACKLE

Stone

Skipp

Vinnie

★DEMON SLAYER

Tanjiro Kamado

Zenitsu Agatsuma

Inosuke Hashibira

Genya Shinazugawa

Nezuko Kamado

Muichiro Tokito

Tomioka Giyuu

Sanemi Shinazugawa

Shinobu Kocho

Mitsuri Kanroji

★HUNTER X HUNTER

Gon Freecs

Killua Zoldyck

Kurapika Kurta

Feitan Portor

★SOUTH PARK

Stan Marsh

Kyle Broflovski

Kenny McCormick

Eric Cartman

Craig Tucker

Tweek Tweak

Wendy Testaburger

Bebe Stevens

★KOMI CAN'T COMMUNICATE

Shousuke Komi

★DIARY OF A WIMPY KID

Rodrick Heffley

★MOUTHWASHING

Daisuke

Anya

★CREEPYPASTA

Jeff the Killer

Ben Drowned

Ticci Toby

Jane the Killer

★ONE PIECE

Monkey D. Luffy

Roronoa Zoro

Vinsmoke Sanji

Nami

Nico Robin

Portgas D. Ace

WHAT I WILL WRITE:

- female reader

- character x reader

- yandere

- suggestive themes (not too smutty!!)

- headcanons, scenarios, drabbles etc++

- gore (not too extreme!!)

WHAT I WILL NOT WRITE:

- male reader

- gn reader

- character x character

- character x oc

- incest/stepcest

- rape

- racism, homophobia, sexism and so on

- no SA — even if it happened in one of the character's or reader's backstory (i'm not comfortable sorry!!)

- heavy angst

- smut

NOTES🍥

Please, READ THE RULES before you request!

If I don't want to write the request/I'm not comfortable, I will simply ignore it!!

I'm a SLOW WRITER!! Please be patient with me :((

Make sure the requests are open!!♡

★yoyomiko ★miko