#yandere tanjiro kamado scenarios

[thefiery-phoenix]

YANDERE TANJIRO KAMADO HEADCANONS

Don't get fooled by his innocent look because beneath that innocent pure cinnamon roll exterior lies a hidden side, a part of him that's obsessive, possessive and lovestruck to the core along with being completely DELUSIONAL to the point where he doesn't even feel like there's something wrong with his feelings. You need to hand it to him though, he's quite the dedicated one indeed and from the very moment your eyes met, he's already devoted his heart, mind and soul to you, his precious beloved. He views you as a precious innocent angel that needs to be kept safe from the toxicity and darkness of the world and he's more than happy to be your protector and provider

He's actually good at masking his real intentions and yandere tendencies for you. In fact, he hides it so well that people won't even realize from the first look that he's so obsessed and possessive of you but his sister Nezuko knows all about his obsessive feelings of love for you, yet she won't really do anything about it other than encouraging her dear brother to pursue the love of his life. Both siblings are delusional to the core and congratulations, you have his equally possessive and obsessive sister who wants to keep you safe for her brother's sake after you

He takes the role of your caretaker VERY seriously, he does not want your health deteriorating or you suffering from any complications. He's taken the time and liberty of stalking the living HELL out of you and when he found out about your irregular sleep schedule, needless to say he was less than pleased. He realizes you really aren't capable of taking care of yourself which fuels his desire to take care of you even more. He's like a fussy mother hen always concerned and worried for you whenever you get hurt even in the slightest. The other day you accidentally received a paper cut and he was tempted to ensure you stay away from paper completely as he kept fussing about your little cut for hours and hours. He doesn't like seeing you in pain, when you're in pain, he's in pain. He feels like his heart is getting wrenched and someone dug a sharp blade into his heart, as an overwhelming amount of tender love and affections flows for you in his tender heart whenever you get hurt as he comforts you

He loves seeing that bright beautiful smile of yours and wants to ensure your happiness. With him. Where you belong. He'll buy small gifts for you such as your favorite flower, your favorite candy and such and give them to you with a sweet smile on his face, you won't even suspect how long he's stalked you for and how he's managed to find out these things without you ever telling them to him. He's very observant too and notices every single new detail about you. He can probably draw a freaking portrait of you with his eyes closed since he's memorized every inch and every part of your beautiful ethereal heavenly features. HIs mind is occupied with thoughts of you as he dreams about the happy and blissful life you both would have with each other after he brings you home with him and marries you

He's also quite the paranoid yandere, his fear of losing you to someone or losing you in a fight against a demon would send his concern and worry for you into overdrive and he feels the need to take you 'home' as in kidnap you, sooner than expected. Whatever do you want to be a Hashira for? There's no need for you to fight against those dangerous demons when he's around to take care of you and protect you. Your safety is of the utmost importance to him and that is something he will NOT compromise on at any cost. He admires your bravery and strength to save people but he doesn't want you facing the risk of you losing your life in the process. At times he might have to even keep you in the dark regarding a few missions but it's all for your own good in his opinion

He's good at masking his true intentions and feelings when he's around you and other people. He might look calm and friendly and collected on the outside when you're speaking to your so called friends but he's SEETHING inside as he has a fake plastered smile on his face. His hand is just ITCHING to slap your friend and throttle them for daring to steal your attention away from him, he feels like they're doing it deliberately just to drive a wedge and distance you from him. Deep down he's slightly worried that your friend might charm you too much and steal you away from him which is something he cannot allow to happen. He might not resort to killing the person off, but the next time there's a demon around the area, Tanjiro might not be able to save your 'friend' in time. Of course you wouldn't know that he's also asked the demon to TARGET your friend but that's a different story altogether. The only person he trusts to be around you is Nezuko

His love for you is like a passionate growing flame and your every touch is like a drug he can't get enough of. He needs you, he wants you. He needs you in a way like a drowning man needing air, he feels like he wouldn't be able to live without you. His family was killed by Muzan and he can't afford to let you fall in danger as well, he can't lose you. You're his world, the light of his life, his SOULMATE. His feelings for you would just keep getting worse and worse and finally it would lead to him ending up kidnapping you at some point in the night when you're asleep in your house. You'll wake up in Tanjiro's house on a bed with Nezuko looking at you with a curious look as she lets out a happy noise that you're awake and she'll alert her brother. "Oh, good morning darling, how did you sleep?" asked Tanjiro as you stared at him and blinked in disbelief, unable to comprehend what the hell was even going on at the moment. When you asked Tanjiro what was going on, he just let out a soft smile and told you the truth of how he took you in the night for himself and how he was going to protect you. Please don't scream or cry, he'll feel sad and he feels a sharp pang of hurt in his chest to see you upset. He doesn't like seeing you sad. He knows it's a big change and you'll need some time to adjust, he's understanding and willing to let you take as much time as you need to adjust to your new life and your new home with him and his sister. But one thing is for sure, he does NOT feel guilty at all, not even a single ounce of remorse because the way he sees it, he's keeping you safe. He's protecting you, that's what he tells himself every time and that opinion of his clouded his sense of rationality. Is it so wrong to protect someone you love?

There's no point in escaping from him, he'll just track you down and bring you back to the house. Scream, cry and insult him as much as you want, he'll just put you down on the couch and check you for injuries. He feels like the reason you ran away from him is because you didn't feel loved enough from him and he didn't shower you with love before but don't worry, he'll smother you with his affection now and cling to you like moss below a rock you'll barely have any time for yourself. Nezuko might like your head pats and likes hugging you but she wants her brother to be happy too which is why she'll side with him no matter what and prevent any means of you escaping from them. She likes it when you braid her hair and Tanjiro has a soft smile when he sees you and his sister interact with each other which is an adorable scene in his eyes

You're not to step into the kitchen for cooking either, the house is most probably baby proofed as well. He just doesn't want you getting hurt, the kitchen is a dangerous place, he doesn't want you cutting yourself accidentally with one of those sharp knives or burning yourself with the stove. He'll cook for you instead, you don't need to lift a finger when you're with him. Just let him take care of you and spoil you

[cozymoko]

Kamaboko boys reaction to, "I love you."

This includes: Tanjiro Kamado, Zenitsu Agatsuma, Inosuke Hashibira, Genya Shinazugawa

Pairing: All x Gender neutral reader

WARNING(S): none

HASHIRA VERSION KNY MASTERLIST

TANJIRO KAMADO

He smiled kindly, sneaking a peek at you through his dark, thick lashes. A field of unkempt sakura blooms blossomed along his round cheeks, tingeing them a faint pink. BA-THUMP! BA-THUMP! BA-THUMP! His heart cried out. Your words left him uneasy, embarrassed even, as they lightly tickled his chest. Despite his wishes, he could not speak for he was grinning far too wide to do so.

Training that evening proved to be quite the challenge for the young slayer as vivid pictures of you had obscured his mind, slowly but surely eating away at his concentration. Your words rang through his head like a silver bell, loud and persisting, furthering his desire to see you —touch you— He's getting red just thinking about it!

“T…Thank you for loving me. I really don't deserve you sometimes.” He whispered, leaning into your shoulder. “I love you too.” Tanjiro pressed a light kiss to your cheek, using his free hand to gently grip your unoccupied shoulder. A cheery laugh had escaped you at his chastity, nearly sending his heart into another frenzy. And to no one's surprise, you were enjoying every bit of it.

ZENITSU AGATSUMA

Oh my, you've made the poor thing faint. Stumbling over his words much like any other sweet adolescent. His fair skin held a warmth much like the sun, if not putting it to shame. Even with his lack of consciousness, that same lovesick grin had never fled his lips. Oh, and be a dear and close his mouth. We wouldn't want him to swallow any pesky flies, would we?

Upon his return from the land of dreams, Zenitsu was distraught. His body rested against the plush cushions of your futon with you seated by his side. He watches you gently rest a damp cloth on his burning skin, humming a feeble tune to occupy the silence. Zenitsu cleared his throat in hopes of "cooly" responding to your confession, but as you'd expect, he fails miserably.

“I-I love you too!!” He shouted, clasping your hands to his chest. “Wait, no — I love you more than anything!” You gently push him back towards the futon, tucking him beneath the sheets once more before lightly caressing his rosy cheeks. To him, words simply cannot convey his feelings for you. They are far too complex to describe. He's happy and he sure as hell wants you to know that.

INOSUKE HASHIBIRA

“Eh? The hell is that!?” Of course, he's confused, why wouldn't he be? Don't take it to heart, you expected this after all. (growing up in the wild does that to you.) Nonetheless, you can't help but feel a little bit annoyed by his statement. Just how clueless could he possibly be and why did you care about him so much? Two questions that you decided to indulge in another time.

Once you walked away, Insouke was quick to find Tanjiro and ask what this "love" thing was, seeing as you were so reluctant to tell him. At first, he finds it rather silly. Why do people use those words as a term of endearment anyways? He can just show you how much he cares! But with further convincing from Tanjiro, Inosuke shoves his inquiries to the side...for now.

“I ‘luove’ you, or whatever you said, too.” You gave him the most deadpan expression, using that moment to take in the immediate panic dancing across his gentle features. A snort slipped past your lips as you snaked your arms around his perfectly thin waist. At that point, you didn't know what you hated more, his obliviousness or his pretty face.

GENYA SHINAZUGAWA

“What...what'd you say?” He grimaced at the harshness of his tone as it was not his intention. He turned away from you, brushing his nose with the pad of his thumb in sheer hope of masking his embarrassment. But it didn't. You were able to spot the deep red creeping up the back of his neck to the tips of his ears. Scooting a bit closer to him, you rest your head on his back, rendering him stiff. But at that moment, you just didn't care.

Being as ill-mannered as he is, Genya hadn't expected anyone who didn't share the same blood to genuinely care for him. The boy has natural bitch repellent unbeaten in his DNA so surely even you are aware of the reasoning behind his insecurities. But, I suppose that makes him charming in a very questionable sense.

“You aren't too bad yourself...” which roughly translates to “I love you too so please don't take this the wrong way.��� Genya needs as much love as he can get, though he refuses to admit it. As his partner you should go with your gut when dealing with him — if you think he needs comfort, a hug, then just do it — because at times, you seek to understand his emotions better than himself.

[theyanderespecialist]

Muzan's Oiran~ (Scenario) Yandere Muzan X Adult Female Tanjiro Kamado (Demon Slayer)

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am here with a new chapter! This one has to do with if Tanjiro went undercover for a year with Tengen's wives, she was promoted to Muzan was checking in on Daki, and saw his, Tanjiro, his Oiran! Please enjoy this chapter here all my muffins!] 

(Disclaimer: This is AN ADULT and genderbent version Of Tanjiro Kamado, having her be aged up to roughly 19 or 20, she IS AN ADULT IN THIS!!! Do Not be illegal or gross about it! You know who you are, you dirty, flaky, biscuits!  Disclaimer: Muzan Kibutsuji is not yandere in canon! This is just for fun and not to be taken seriously at all! Simping for and shipping fictional and yandere characters is fine! Just do not be illegal or gross about it! You know you are! You Dirty, Flaky, Biscuits! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life, also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon! Thank you! 

Also, it is fine to simp for fictional bad guys, remember Muzan is not a good guy, remember that it is fine to simp for him, just don't try and justify him or condone what he does!) 

(Muzan Kibutsuji) (Kidnapping His Oiran) 

(Muzan's POV) 

I had gone to check on Daki, but that is where I found her. Young Tanjiro Kamado, she must be undercover. I knew she could not blow her cover either, so I paid a fortune to get her alone. I could tell how she glared at me when she opened the door, she knew I was here and she could do nothing to stop me.  "Muzan!" She snaps under her breath before forcing a smile. "What can I do for you sire, maybe some sake?" She asks me, keeping up her act.  "I would love some tea, my sweet," I tell her.  She forced the smile even more and made the tea for me. "What do you want Muzan, was killing my family not enough for you." She whispers as she hands me the tea she made and poured.  I smile sweetly at her, I like her like this when she is not trying to fight me. "There are many things I am after," I tell her. "Your heart is just one of the many things I desire."  "Wha-" She freezes and she glares at me once more. "You are a sick man." She whispers hatefully at me. "I could never love a vile man like you! Not after all the human lives you have taken!" 

I pretend to sip the tea as I look at her. "We will see about that ~," I tell her and then leave, I make sure she will not be able to find me. The Next night I came back with 30 Gold bars. 

"I would like to buy, your Oiran," I tell them and the owner of the house was more than eager to work with me. "Slip this into her tea, it is tasteless and scentless, it will only put her into a deep sleep," I explain and he nodded and got to work.  I waited an hour and soon she was being carried down, in a deep sleep~ I picked her up bridal style.  "That is all, enjoy your wealth," I told them and left with My Oiran, who would soon be made into my bride~ 

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS another chapter is finally done! I hope that you all enjoyed this short scenario here and please stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins!] 

[gothicxreylover]

Hello again! I have another request that I've kinda been thinking about a lot: yandere Hashira x slayer y/n of a lower rank who kind of dislikes (most of) the Hashira for what happened at the trial of the Kamado siblings. Like, y/n understands the Hashira's reactions but wishes they had behaved more calmly and mercifully and assessed the situation with a more objective perspective.

Therefore, y/n isn't thrilled at the idea of interacting with the Hashira (except those who didn't treat the Kamado siblings like crap) and prefers to hang out with their fellow slayers, especially the Kamaboko quartet, Kanao, Genya, even Murata (if I remember his name correctly), and the butterfly girlies.

I wonder what the Hashira would do to get back on y/n's good side if they even want to pursue them. Oh and y/n in this scenario isn't the Hashira's lover yet.

Take your time and have a nice day!

I hope you enjoy this story! This one is very long that it lagged my phone very hard

Giyu Tomioka

Scenario: Giyu is painfully awkward and doesn’t know how to approach Y/N. Instead of explaining himself directly, he silently takes actions to help Y/N. If Y/N struggles on missions, Giyu appears out of nowhere to assist—without being asked. His stoic demeanor doesn’t change much, but his fixation becomes evident when he starts following Y/N during their downtime, “coincidentally” always being nearby.

When Y/N finally confronts him, Giyu simply says, “I wanted to make sure you were safe.” His tone is so matter-of-fact it borders on unsettling. His silent obsession grows the more Y/N brushes him off.

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Y/N was used to working alone. They preferred it that way—no distractions, no awkward conversations, and no risk of being tethered to someone they didn’t trust. Ever since the Kamado siblings’ trial, they’d distanced themselves from most of the Hashira, including Giyu.

It wasn’t that Giyu had been particularly cruel—far from it. He had spoken in defense of Tanjiro and Nezuko. But his silence during the harshest moments, when Y/N thought he could have stepped in more assertively, still lingered in their mind.

So, when Y/N realized he was following them, they didn’t know what to think.

It started subtly at first. During a routine mission, Y/N caught a glimpse of Giyu out of the corner of their eye. He was perched silently in a tree, his expression unreadable as he observed them.

“Did the Corps send you to oversee this mission?” Y/N had asked, forcing their voice to remain neutral.

Giyu shook his head. “No.”

Y/N frowned. “Then why are you here?”

He hesitated for a moment, his blue eyes locking with theirs. “You looked like you might need help.”

“I’m fine,” Y/N replied curtly, turning back to their task.

But the next mission was the same. And the one after that. Giyu always appeared, his quiet presence becoming a constant shadow. He didn’t interfere, nor did he speak much. He simply lingered, watching.

One evening, Y/N returned to their quarters after a grueling mission, only to find Giyu standing outside their door.

“What are you doing here, Tomioka-san?” they asked, their exhaustion making them sound sharper than intended.

“I wanted to make sure you made it back safely,” he said plainly.

Y/N crossed their arms. “I’m not your responsibility.”

“You’re part of the Corps,” Giyu replied. “That makes you my responsibility.”

Y/N’s patience snapped. “Is that why you’ve been following me? I don’t need you babysitting me. I’m perfectly capable of handling myself.”

Giyu’s expression didn’t change, but something about his gaze grew more intense. “It’s not just about duty,” he said quietly. “I… don’t want anything to happen to you.”

Y/N took a step back, unnerved by the sudden shift in his tone. “Why?”

For the first time, Giyu seemed at a loss for words. His hands clenched at his sides, and his eyes darted away before returning to theirs. “Because I care about you.”

The words hung in the air, heavy and suffocating. Y/N didn’t know how to respond, their mind racing with thoughts of his quiet, unyielding presence over the past weeks.

“I’m sorry,” Giyu said, his voice low. “But I won’t stop. I can’t. Even if you hate me for it.”

He stepped closer, and Y/N instinctively took another step back. His lips pressed into a thin line, and his eyes softened, though there was something unsettling in his calm demeanor.

“I’ll protect you, even if you don’t want me to,” Giyu murmured. “That’s all you need to know.”

Without waiting for a response, he turned and walked away, leaving Y/N standing in the dim corridor, their heart pounding in their chest.

From that night on, Y/N couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched. Giyu was always there—silent, unwavering, and utterly impossible to ignore.

Shinobu Kocho

Scenario: Shinobu is all sweetness and charm, but her sharp words often carry double meanings. She begins “accidentally” running into Y/N, offering them tea or inviting them to the Butterfly Mansion for minor injuries. Her strategy is to wear Y/N down with patience and subtle manipulation.

However, when Y/N mentions the trial or avoids her, Shinobu’s playful demeanor falters. Her smile stiffens, and she gently insists, “I truly hope you can forgive us one day. After all, I only ever want the best for you.” Her tone is warm, but her grip on Y/N’s wrist as she hands them a cup of tea lingers just a little too long.

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Y/N sat in the Butterfly Mansion’s garden, tending to a wound on their arm. The scent of flowers wafted through the air, a calming balm to their frayed nerves. After a long mission, the last thing they wanted was an encounter with any of the Hashira, especially Shinobu.

She wasn’t cruel, but her ever-present smile and honeyed words made Y/N uneasy. Shinobu had been one of the less hostile Hashira during the Kamado siblings’ trial, but her lack of urgency in defending them still rubbed Y/N the wrong way. They avoided her as much as they could, though it was difficult when recovering at the mansion.

“You shouldn’t leave your wounds unattended, you know,” Shinobu’s voice chimed from behind them.

Y/N tensed, turning to see her standing there, her hands folded neatly in front of her. Her serene smile never faltered, but her eyes carried a sharp glint.

“It’s just a scratch,” Y/N replied, trying to keep their tone polite but distant.

Shinobu tilted her head. “Even a scratch can become dangerous if left untreated. May I?”

Before Y/N could refuse, she crouched beside them and gently took their arm, inspecting the injury. Her touch was feather-light, but Y/N couldn’t help feeling trapped under her gaze.

“You’ve been avoiding me,” Shinobu said casually as she dabbed a cloth over the wound. Her tone was sweet, almost playful, but there was an edge to it that made Y/N’s stomach twist.

“I’ve been busy,” Y/N said, trying to pull their arm back, but Shinobu held on firmly.

“Hmm. Is that so?” she mused, tilting her head as if pondering their words. “It’s strange, though. You seem to find time for others—Tanjiro, Kanao, even Murata. But not me.”

Y/N froze, their mind racing. Had she been watching them?

“I didn’t mean to offend you, Kocho-san,” they said carefully. “It’s just… I’ve had my reasons.”

Shinobu’s smile widened, though it didn’t reach her eyes. “Oh, no offense taken. I was simply curious.” She leaned in slightly, her voice dropping to a softer, more intimate tone. “But I do wonder… what is it about me that makes you keep your distance?”

Y/N swallowed, unsure how to respond. “It’s not personal. I just—”

“Not personal?” she interrupted, her tone still sweet but dangerously calm. “I see. Well, I’d like to change that.”

Before Y/N could respond, Shinobu stood, her hands clasped neatly in front of her again. “You’ll be staying here for a while, won’t you? I’ll make sure to check on you often. After all, we wouldn’t want anything to happen to you because of an unattended wound.”

She turned to leave, but not before glancing over her shoulder, her soft voice carrying an unsettling weight. “I do hope you’ll feel more comfortable with me soon. I’d hate for us to remain so… distant.”

Y/N sat frozen as she walked away, their heart pounding. Her words were polite, her demeanor gentle, but there was no mistaking the warning beneath them.

Over the next few days, Shinobu’s presence became unavoidable. She appeared at every meal, lingered near their training sessions, and always seemed to know where they were. Her smile never wavered, but her fixation became clearer with each passing moment.

Y/N realized they’d have to tread carefully.

Kyojuro Rengoku

Scenario: Rengoku’s approach is loud, direct, and unrelenting. He actively seeks Y/N out, calling their name from across the courtyard and declaring his apologies for the trial. He tries to charm Y/N with boisterous enthusiasm, telling them they’re an incredible slayer and that he admires their determination.

When Y/N brushes him off, his smile doesn’t falter, but his tone gains an edge. “I won’t give up. I’ll prove to you that I’m worthy of your respect.” Despite his sunny exterior, his intense fixation on Y/N becomes clear when he starts showing up to their training sessions uninvited, offering “guidance.”

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The sun was beginning to set as Y/N finished their training for the day. The Kamado siblings, along with Zenitsu and Inosuke, had been sparring nearby, their energy contagious as usual. Y/N felt a flicker of warmth watching them—this group of misfits had become their sanctuary after the trial.

But that sanctuary felt distant the moment Rengoku appeared.

“Y/N!” His voice boomed across the training grounds, warm and commanding as always. He strode toward them with his usual enthusiasm, his fiery hair catching the fading sunlight. “I’ve been looking for you!”

Y/N tensed. Rengoku was hard to avoid, not just because of his larger-than-life personality but because he never seemed to give up. Ever since the trial, he had made a point of seeking them out, and his unwavering persistence was starting to wear on them.

“Rengoku-san,” Y/N greeted, forcing a polite smile. “What can I do for you?”

He stopped in front of them, his hands on his hips and his signature grin in place. “I wanted to check on you! You’ve been working so hard lately. It’s admirable!”

Y/N nodded, their guard up. “Thank you. I’m fine, though.”

“Fine?” Rengoku tilted his head, his grin softening into something more serious. “I don’t think so. You’ve been avoiding me.”

Y/N’s stomach twisted. He wasn’t wrong, but they weren’t about to admit it outright. “I’ve been busy with missions and training,” they said evenly.

“Busy enough to spend time with Kamado and his friends, but not with me?” His tone was still friendly, but there was an undercurrent of something sharper—something possessive.

Y/N’s eyes narrowed. “Is there a problem with me spending time with them?”

Rengoku laughed, but it didn’t feel as warm as usual. “Not at all! They’re wonderful comrades. But I can’t help but feel… left out.” He stepped closer, his golden eyes locking onto theirs with an intensity that made it hard to look away.

“You’re important to me, Y/N,” he said, his voice lowering just enough to send a shiver down their spine. “I want us to be closer. To trust each other.”

“I… I appreciate that, Rengoku-san, but—”

“No buts!” he interrupted, his smile returning with full force. “I’ll prove to you that I’m someone you can rely on. Someone you should rely on. From now on, I’ll be by your side whenever you need me!”

Y/N blinked, taken aback by his sudden declaration. “That’s not necessary—”

“Of course it is!” His voice grew louder with conviction. “You work so hard, but you shouldn’t bear everything alone. You don’t need anyone else when you have me.”

The words hit harder than they should have, and Y/N realized they were stepping into dangerous territory. “I don’t mean to be rude, but I’d prefer if you let me handle things on my own,” they said firmly, taking a step back.

Rengoku’s grin faltered for the briefest moment before returning, though his eyes burned with an unsettling intensity. “I see. You’re independent. That’s admirable too. But everyone needs someone to watch over them, don’t they?”

Before Y/N could respond, he clapped a hand on their shoulder, his touch both reassuring and unyielding. “Don’t worry, Y/N. I’ll make sure you see how much I care. You’ll understand soon enough.”

As he walked away, his fiery presence lingering like the heat of a flame, Y/N felt a chill creep up their spine. His words had been kind, but the way he said them made it clear—Rengoku wasn’t going to let them go.

From that moment on, he was always there. At the training grounds, during missions, even during quiet moments when Y/N thought they were alone, his watchful gaze followed them.

It wasn’t just his persistence that unnerved them—it was the unwavering belief that they belonged with him.

Tengen Uzui

Scenario: Tengen is flashy and over-the-top in his efforts. He uses his charisma to try and win Y/N over, showering them with compliments and showing off during missions. He claims he simply wants to make amends, but his jealousy flares whenever Y/N spends time with others, especially Tanjiro or Zenitsu.

At one point, he dramatically declares, “You’re too flamboyant to waste your time with those weaklings. You belong with me.” His charming smile doesn’t fully mask the possessiveness in his eyes. He might even attempt to “outshine” Y/N’s friends, making them look less impressive in comparison.

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Y/N had been stationed at the Butterfly Mansion for a few days, recovering from an intense mission. They relished the peace, spending most of their time with Kanao and the Kamado siblings. The chaos of the Hashira felt like a distant memory, a weight they were glad to leave behind for now.

That peace was shattered when Tengen Uzui arrived, accompanied by his three wives.

“Ah, Y/N!” Tengen’s booming voice echoed through the courtyard, turning heads as he strode in with his usual flair. Suma, Makio, and Hinatsuru followed closely behind, each as stunning and commanding as ever.

Y/N stiffened at the sight of him. Despite his flamboyant and seemingly friendly demeanor, they had always found Tengen intimidating. His role during the trial of the Kamado siblings hadn’t been as harsh as others, but his lighthearted attitude toward the situation had grated on their nerves.

“Uzui-san,” Y/N greeted, keeping their tone polite but distant. “What brings you here?”

Tengen grinned, folding his arms across his chest. “I heard you’ve been pushing yourself too hard. Thought I’d check in on you! After all, someone as flashy as me can’t let a hardworking slayer like you go unnoticed.”

Y/N forced a small smile. “I appreciate the concern, but I’m fine.”

“Fine? No, no, no,” Suma chimed in, stepping forward with a pout. “You look exhausted! You shouldn’t be pushing yourself so much.”

“You’re clearly not taking care of yourself,” Makio added, her sharp eyes scanning Y/N critically.

Hinatsuru smiled gently, her tone soothing but firm. “You need someone to look out for you. And that’s why we’re here.”

Y/N blinked, caught off guard by their sudden interest. “I don’t need—”

“Of course you do!” Tengen interrupted, his grin widening. “It’s decided. From now on, you’ll be under our care. My lovely wives and I will make sure you’re in top shape. No arguments!”

Before Y/N could protest, Suma grabbed their arm, tugging them toward the mansion. “Come on, we’ll make sure you’re comfortable!”

Over the next few days, Y/N found themselves smothered by Tengen and his wives. They insisted on preparing meals, monitoring Y/N’s training, and even rearranging their sleeping quarters to be closer.

“It’s for your own good,” Hinatsuru said one evening as she handed Y/N a steaming bowl of soup. “You’ve been working so hard. You deserve to be taken care of.”

“By all of you?” Y/N asked, their voice laced with unease.

Makio crossed her arms, giving them a pointed look. “Is that a problem?”

Suma, sitting nearby, pouted dramatically. “You don’t like spending time with us?”

Y/N hesitated, trying to choose their words carefully. “It’s not that. I just… prefer my independence.”

Tengen chuckled, leaning back in his chair with a confident smirk. “Ah, but independence can be overrated, don’t you think? It’s much more flamboyant to have people who care about you!”

Y/N couldn’t miss the possessive gleam in his eyes, nor the way his wives exchanged knowing glances.

One night, Y/N attempted to slip out of the mansion for some time alone. The air was cool and quiet, a stark contrast to the overwhelming attention they had been receiving. But as they stepped into the courtyard, they froze.

Tengen was waiting for them, his imposing figure illuminated by the moonlight. His wives stood behind him, their expressions unreadable.

“Going somewhere, Y/N?” Tengen asked, his voice deceptively light.

“I just needed some fresh air,” Y/N said, their heart pounding.

Tengen’s smile didn’t waver, but his tone grew sharper. “You should have told us. We would have accompanied you. It’s not safe for you to wander alone.”

Before Y/N could respond, Suma stepped forward, wrapping an arm around their shoulders. “You don’t need to sneak away, you know. We’re here to help you with everything.”

Makio smirked. “You’re part of our family now, whether you like it or not.”

Hinatsuru’s gentle voice was the most unsettling. “You mean so much to us. We can’t bear the thought of you getting hurt.”

Y/N felt trapped, their mind racing as Tengen approached, his golden eyes burning with a mixture of affection and obsession.

“Don’t fight it, Y/N,” he said softly, his voice carrying an ominous finality. “We’ll take care of you. Forever.”

Mitsuri Kanroji

Scenario: Mitsuri is heartbroken that Y/N dislikes her, especially since her intentions were never malicious during the trial. She tries to win Y/N over with kindness, bringing them homemade treats and writing them letters apologizing for her role in the Kamado trial.

However, her desperation to be close to Y/N leads her to unintentionally cross boundaries. She starts appearing outside their room late at night, leaving gifts or notes. If Y/N catches her, she blushes and stammers, “I-I just wanted to see if you were okay!” Her sweetness hides a possessive streak that grows the more Y/N avoids her.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Y/N sighed as they walked through the quiet forest, enjoying the solitude after their latest mission. It had been a grueling few days, but the peace of the woods and the soft chirping of birds helped ease their tension.

Unfortunately, their peace was short-lived.

“Y/N!” a cheerful voice called out, echoing through the trees.

Y/N winced. They recognized that voice immediately. Turning, they saw Mitsuri Kanroji bounding toward them, her bright smile as radiant as the morning sun.

“Mitsuri-san,” Y/N greeted, trying to keep their tone polite. “What are you doing here?”

“Oh, I was just passing through and saw you!” she said, clasping her hands together. “It must be fate, don’t you think? I’ve been wanting to spend more time with you!”

Y/N tensed. Mitsuri had been unusually attentive to them lately. At first, they thought it was her friendly personality, but over time, her focus on them had become unnerving. She always seemed to know where they were, her presence constant and inescapable.

“Isn’t it nice to run into each other like this?” Mitsuri continued, stepping closer. “I feel like the universe is trying to bring us together!”

“I’m sure it’s just a coincidence,” Y/N replied, keeping their distance.

Mitsuri’s smile faltered for a moment, but she quickly recovered. “Maybe. Or maybe it’s a sign!”

As the days went on, Mitsuri’s presence became impossible to ignore. She would show up during training sessions, missions, and even quiet moments when Y/N thought they were alone. She brought them food, small gifts, and endless compliments.

“You’re so amazing, Y/N!” she would gush. “I don’t know how you do it all. You’re so strong and reliable!”

While her words were sweet, there was something about her unwavering attention that left Y/N feeling uneasy.

One evening, Mitsuri appeared at their quarters, holding a small bundle wrapped in cloth.

“I made you something!” she said brightly, holding it out.

Y/N hesitated but took the gift, unwrapping it to reveal a scarf in their favorite color.

“Thank you,” they said, though their voice lacked enthusiasm.

Mitsuri’s smile grew softer, her eyes gleaming with affection. “I want you to think of me whenever you wear it. It’ll be like I’m always with you!”

Y/N’s grip tightened on the scarf. “That’s very kind of you, Mitsuri-san, but I think you’re going a bit overboard. I don’t need all this attention.”

Her expression shifted, a flicker of hurt crossing her face before she quickly masked it with a smile. “Oh, but I want to! I care about you so much, Y/N. You mean the world to me!”

Y/N took a step back, suddenly feeling cornered. “I appreciate it, but I think we should keep some distance.”

Mitsuri’s eyes widened, her smile becoming strained. “Distance? But why? Don’t you like me? I’ve been trying so hard to make you happy!”

“It’s not about liking or disliking you,” Y/N said carefully. “I just need some space.”

For a moment, Mitsuri said nothing. Then, she took a deep breath and smiled again, though there was something unsettling about the way it didn’t quite reach her eyes.

“Of course, Y/N,” she said sweetly. “I understand. Take all the space you need.”

But as Y/N watched her leave, they couldn’t shake the feeling that Mitsuri wasn’t going to let this go.

Over the next week, Y/N noticed small signs that Mitsuri was still keeping close. Flowers appeared outside their door, their favorite snacks conveniently placed where they’d find them. And whenever they looked over their shoulder, Mitsuri wasn’t far behind, her gaze filled with unyielding devotion.

One night, as Y/N prepared for bed, they found a note tucked under their pillow.

“No matter what, I’ll always love you. Please don’t push me away. I can’t bear to be apart from you.”

The handwriting was delicate and unmistakably hers. Y/N’s heart raced as they realized just how deep her feelings went—and how far she might go to keep them close.

Muichiro Tokito

Scenario: Muichiro’s detachment makes his obsession subtle but unsettling. At first, he seems indifferent to Y/N’s avoidance, but his fixation reveals itself in small ways—memorizing Y/N’s habits, repeating their words, and appearing wherever they are.

When Y/N finally notices, Muichiro simply tilts his head and says, “You’re important to me.” His tone is eerily calm, as though it’s a fact rather than a confession. Despite his seemingly passive demeanor, he doesn’t tolerate competition, glaring coldly at anyone who gets too close to Y/N.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Y/N sat on the edge of a cliff overlooking a quiet valley, enjoying the gentle breeze that brushed against their skin. This was one of the few places they could go to think, to breathe. After everything that had happened during the Kamado siblings’ trial, being around the Hashira was… exhausting.

But the solitude didn’t last long.

“You’re here again,” a soft, detached voice said behind them.

Y/N turned sharply to see Muichiro standing a few feet away, his pale gaze fixed on them. His expression was as blank as ever, but something about the way he stared made Y/N’s pulse quicken—not with comfort, but unease.

“Muichiro,” Y/N said, forcing their voice to stay calm. “What brings you here?”

He blinked slowly, his head tilting slightly. “I was looking for you.”

Y/N frowned. “Why?”

He stepped closer, his movements quiet and deliberate, like a breeze slipping through the trees. “I noticed you’ve been avoiding us. Avoiding me.”

Y/N’s stomach twisted. They hadn’t been avoiding him specifically, but Muichiro had been increasingly present in their life, often showing up unannounced during missions or moments they thought they were alone.

“I haven’t been avoiding you,” Y/N said, turning back toward the valley. “I’ve just been busy.”

“That’s not true,” Muichiro replied flatly, his tone as light as the wind. “You’re always with the others. Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke. Even Murata.”

Y/N’s hands tightened into fists. “What does it matter who I spend time with?”

Muichiro’s eyes narrowed ever so slightly, a rare show of emotion from him. “It matters because I don’t like it.”

The words hung in the air, heavy and chilling.

Over the next several days, Muichiro’s presence became impossible to ignore. He appeared during training, silently observing Y/N with an intensity that made their skin crawl. He intercepted them on missions, offering his assistance without being asked.

“You shouldn’t be going on missions alone,” he said once, his tone calm but unyielding. “It’s dangerous.”

“I can handle myself,” Y/N replied, their patience wearing thin.

Muichiro didn’t respond, but the look in his eyes told them he didn’t believe them.

One night, Y/N returned to their quarters to find something strange. Resting on their bed was a small bundle—a folded piece of cloth that turned out to be a scarf. Its intricate design was unmistakable, matching the patterns of Muichiro’s uniform.

Y/N frowned, holding it up. Attached to it was a note written in neat, precise handwriting:

“To keep you safe. Always.”

Y/N’s heart sank. They knew Muichiro was quiet and distant, but this was something else entirely.

The next day, Y/N confronted him, finding him meditating near the training grounds.

“Muichiro,” Y/N said firmly, holding out the scarf. “What is this?”

He opened his eyes, looking up at them with a blank expression. “A gift.”

“I don’t need it,” Y/N said, their voice sharper than they intended.

Muichiro stood, his movements graceful yet unnerving. “But I need you to have it.”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

He stepped closer, his pale gaze locking onto theirs. “I want to protect you, Y/N. You’re… important to me.”

Y/N took a step back, their heart pounding. “I can take care of myself. I don’t need your protection.”

Muichiro’s expression didn’t change, but his voice grew softer, almost ominous. “You don’t understand. You’re fragile. They don’t see it, but I do. If I don’t protect you… you might disappear.”

Y/N’s breath hitched at the intensity in his voice. They didn’t know what to say, how to respond.

From that day forward, Muichiro’s behavior grew more alarming. He shadowed Y/N constantly, his quiet presence inescapable. At times, they’d catch him staring at them from a distance, his eyes filled with an unreadable emotion.

One night, Y/N awoke to the sound of their door sliding open. Sitting up, they froze as Muichiro stepped inside, his expression as calm as ever.

“What are you doing?” Y/N whispered, their voice trembling.

“I had a feeling something might happen to you,” he said simply, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. “I’ll stay here. Just in case.”

Y/N’s heart raced as they realized just how far Muichiro’s obsession had gone.

Sanemi Shinazugawa

Scenario: Sanemi is upfront but rough in his approach. He corners Y/N during a mission and demands to know why they’ve been avoiding him. His tone is sharp, but there’s a hint of vulnerability underneath.

When Y/N tells him their feelings about the trial, Sanemi scoffs but doesn’t deny it. “Yeah, I was a jerk. So what? You think I’m proud of it?” His frustration turns into possessiveness when Y/N still keeps their distance. He starts “coincidentally” showing up during their missions, watching them closely and warning others to stay away.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

The tension between Y/N and Sanemi had been growing for weeks. Every time Y/N spotted him, they turned the other way or pretended to be engrossed in conversation with someone else. Sanemi noticed—how could he not? At first, he told himself he didn’t care. They were just another slayer, and their opinion of him shouldn’t matter.

But it did.

Sanemi found himself watching Y/N more than he should, noting how they laughed with Tanjiro or trained with Genya. It grated on him, the way they seemed so open with everyone else but barely spared him a glance. He replayed the trial in his head, wondering if his actions were what pushed them away.

Finally, he decided he’d had enough.

Y/N was returning from a mission when Sanemi intercepted them, stepping out of the shadows on a quiet forest path. His presence was as imposing as ever, the faint glow of moonlight reflecting off his scarred face.

“Oi,” he called out, his voice gruff. “We need to talk.”

Y/N froze, gripping their sword instinctively. They didn’t hate Sanemi, but being around him made their stomach churn with unease. “About what?” they asked, trying to keep their tone neutral.

Sanemi crossed his arms, his intense gaze boring into them. “You’ve been avoiding me. Don’t even try to deny it.”

Y/N stiffened but refused to back down. “I don’t think we have anything to talk about, Shinazugawa-san. You’ve made your opinions about people like me—and the Kamados—perfectly clear.”

His jaw tightened, and for a moment, he looked as though he was about to snap. But instead, he took a step closer, his voice lowering to a growl. “Yeah, I said some things. Did some things. I was wrong. You think I don’t know that?”

Y/N blinked, caught off guard by the admission. “Then why—”

“Because I can’t stand you looking at me like that,” Sanemi cut them off, his voice rising. “Like I’m some monster. I didn’t know what to believe back then, but now… I see things clearer. You’re a damn good slayer, and I—” He stopped himself, his fists clenching. “I don’t want you to hate me.”

Y/N stared at him, unsure of what to say. They could see the sincerity in his eyes, but it was shadowed by something darker—something possessive.

“I don’t hate you,” they finally said, their voice soft but firm. “But that doesn’t mean I can forget what happened.”

Sanemi’s expression hardened. “Then I’ll make you forget,” he said, stepping closer until he was only a breath away. “I’ll prove I’m not the bastard you think I am. I don’t care how long it takes. You’ll see.”

Before Y/N could respond, Sanemi turned on his heel and disappeared into the night, leaving them standing there with a mix of confusion and unease swirling in their chest.

From that day on, Sanemi’s presence became inescapable. He was always nearby, whether it was during missions, training, or even at the Butterfly Mansion. He didn’t say much, but his eyes were always on them, watching, waiting.

Y/N knew they’d have to confront him again eventually. But the question lingered in their mind: what would happen when Sanemi’s obsession crossed the line?

Gyomei Himejima

Scenario: Gyomei is gentle and remorseful, but his obsession is no less intense. He prays for forgiveness daily and approaches Y/N with quiet sincerity, asking for a chance to make things right. He helps them during missions and gives thoughtful advice, hoping to prove his worth.

However, Gyomei’s obsession manifests in his overprotectiveness. He starts monitoring Y/N’s movements, convinced it’s his duty to keep them safe. If Y/N ever puts themselves in danger, Gyomei intervenes, even if it means stepping over their autonomy. His reasoning? “Your safety is more important than my feelings.”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

The temple courtyard was serene, the distant sound of wind chimes blending with the soft rustling of leaves. Y/N had come here to clear their mind, to find solace in the peaceful atmosphere after yet another grueling mission. They closed their eyes, taking a deep breath.

“Y/N,” a deep, calm voice called behind them.

Y/N tensed, recognizing the unmistakable tone of Gyomei Himejima. Turning, they saw the towering Stone Hashira standing at the temple’s entrance, his hands clasped together in prayer. Despite his blind eyes, Y/N always felt as though his gaze could pierce through them, reading their every thought.

“Gyomei-san,” Y/N greeted, bowing politely. “I wasn’t expecting to see you here.”

“I often come here to reflect,” he said, his voice gentle yet commanding. “But today, I came because I sensed you were troubled.”

Y/N’s heart sank. Gyomei’s intuition was unnervingly sharp, and avoiding him had been a challenge ever since the trial of the Kamado siblings. He hadn’t been overtly cruel during the trial, but his unwavering adherence to the rules had left a bitter taste in Y/N’s mouth.

“I’m fine,” Y/N replied, keeping their tone neutral. “Thank you for your concern.”

Gyomei tilted his head slightly, his expression soft but unreadable. “You’ve been avoiding the Hashira, haven’t you?”

Y/N stiffened. “I wouldn’t say that.”

“You do not need to lie,” he said calmly, stepping closer. “I understand why you feel the way you do. But it pains me to know you distance yourself from those who care about you.”

“I’m not sure that’s true,” Y/N muttered under their breath, but Gyomei heard it.

Over the next several days, Y/N noticed that Gyomei had begun to involve himself in their daily routine. He would appear at the training grounds, offering advice and watching over them with a quiet intensity. During meals, he would sit nearby, his presence impossible to ignore.

“You push yourself too hard,” he said one evening, his voice low and steady as they sparred. “You must take better care of yourself.”

“I can handle myself, Gyomei-san,” Y/N replied, wiping sweat from their brow.

“That may be true,” he said, his tone unwavering. “But that does not mean you should bear everything alone. Allow me to shoulder some of your burden.”

The sincerity in his voice made Y/N hesitate, but they quickly shook their head. “I appreciate the thought, but I don’t need help.”

Gyomei fell silent for a moment before nodding. “You are strong, Y/N. But even the strongest among us need someone to protect them.”

The way he said it sent a chill down Y/N’s spine.

One evening, Y/N returned to their quarters to find a small package waiting for them. Inside was a carefully carved stone amulet, intricately designed and polished to perfection. Attached was a note written in neat, deliberate handwriting:

“To protect you, always. – Gyomei”

Y/N stared at the amulet, their heart racing. While the gesture was kind, there was something unsettling about the intensity of his words.

The next morning, they sought him out to return the gift.

“Gyomei-san,” Y/N began, holding out the amulet. “I can’t accept this.”

Gyomei remained calm, his large hands clasped in front of him. “Why not?”

“It’s too much,” Y/N said firmly. “I don’t need protection, especially not from you.”

Gyomei’s expression didn’t change, but his voice grew softer, almost mournful. “I see. You do not understand yet.”

“Understand what?”

“That you are precious,” he said, his tone filled with an unsettling conviction. “You may not realize it, but your life holds great value. I cannot allow harm to come to you.”

Y/N took a step back, their pulse quickening. “Gyomei, I’m capable of protecting myself. You don’t need to involve yourself in my life like this.”

For a moment, Gyomei was silent, his blind eyes turned toward the ground. Then, he spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. “I have lost many people, Y/N. Too many. I will not lose you.”

The weight of his words sent a shiver down Y/N’s spine.

From that day on, Gyomei’s presence became even more oppressive. He followed them on missions, insisting it was for their safety. He would stand outside their quarters at night, silently guarding them.

One night, Y/N confronted him. “Gyomei, this has to stop. You’re suffocating me.”

“I am ensuring your safety,” he replied calmly, his hands clasped together in prayer.

“I don’t need you to,” Y/N snapped, their frustration boiling over.

Gyomei’s serene expression didn’t falter, but his voice carried a chilling finality. “Even if you do not want it, I will protect you. Your life is too important to risk. I will not allow anything—or anyone—to take you away.”

As he spoke, Y/N realized there was no reasoning with him. His devotion had crossed a line, transforming into an unshakable obsession.

Obanai Iguro

Scenario: Obanai’s obsession is subtle but intense. He doesn’t apologize outright; instead, he tries to manipulate Y/N into seeing things his way. He observes them from the shadows, quietly removing any obstacles (or people) he perceives as threats to their relationship.

If Y/N confronts him, Obanai’s voice is calm but sharp. “I only want what’s best for you. Why can’t you see that?” His jealousy is particularly dangerous, as he harbors resentment toward anyone who holds Y/N’s attention more than he does. Kaburamaru, his snake, often delivers small trinkets or notes to Y/N on his behalf.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

The moonlight reflected off the quiet river, its gentle ripples providing the only sound in the otherwise still night. Y/N had come here to escape the oppressive weight of the Hashira’s presence. Despite their usual calm, the tension from the trial of the Kamado siblings still lingered in their chest, making it difficult to interact with some of the others. Obanai Iguro, in particular, had been increasingly difficult to avoid.

Y/N had always known him to be strict, calculating, and almost aloof, but recently, his quiet demeanor had taken on a much more unnerving quality. Tonight, as they sat near the river, they were finally alone, or so they thought.

A soft rustle of leaves behind them made Y/N stiffen. Slowly, they turned, their breath catching when they saw Obanai standing just a few feet away. His serpent-like eyes glinted in the darkness, his face as unreadable as ever, but there was something about his posture—rigid, predatory—that made Y/N’s heart race.

“Obanai-san,” they greeted, trying to keep their voice steady. “What are you doing here?”

His mouth twitched into something resembling a smile, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “I could ask the same of you. What are you doing out here alone, Y/N?”

“I needed some time to think,” Y/N replied, standing up. “It’s peaceful here.”

Obanai’s eyes followed them carefully, never wavering. “Peaceful… for now.”

Y/N frowned, not understanding his cryptic words. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

He stepped forward, his movements almost too smooth, too calculated. “It means that the world is not as peaceful as you might believe, and there are those who will take advantage of that peace. You should be more careful.”

Y/N took a small step back, unease creeping into their mind. “I can handle myself.”

Obanai’s eyes narrowed ever so slightly. “Can you?” His voice dropped to a whisper. “I’ve seen how you’ve been avoiding the others. It’s almost as if you don’t trust us.”

“I’m not avoiding anyone,” Y/N said, voice tight. “I just need some space.”

Obanai’s lips parted slightly, a faint hiss escaping between them. “Space? You think you can push me away so easily?”

Y/N took another step back, feeling a sudden rush of panic. “I didn’t mean it like that.”

“You don’t get it, do you?” Obanai’s voice had grown colder, more dangerous. “You think you can handle everything on your own. But I’ve been watching you, Y/N. I know you better than anyone else. You’re vulnerable, and you’re too proud to admit it. I can protect you. I can be the one to make sure you don’t get hurt.”

Y/N swallowed, their throat dry. “I don’t need you to protect me.”

Obanai’s eyes flashed, and in a blur of motion, he was right in front of them. His hand shot out to grip their wrist, his fingers cold but firm.

“You don’t get to decide that,” he hissed, his voice low and filled with an unsettling intensity. “I’ve already made up my mind. You’re mine to protect, whether you like it or not.”

Y/N’s heart hammered in their chest. The force of his grip was enough to make their pulse race. They tried to pull away, but his hold was unyielding.

“Obanai, let go of me,” they demanded, struggling against his grip.

He didn’t respond. Instead, his expression shifted, his gaze softening ever so slightly. “You don’t understand. I’ve lost too much, Y/N. I can’t lose you, too.”

The desperation in his voice sent a chill through Y/N. They felt trapped, unable to escape his grip, yet there was something deeply unsettling in his words.

The next few days were no better. Obanai continued to appear wherever Y/N went. During meals, he would sit across from them, staring intently, his eyes never leaving their face. During training, he would subtly intervene, offering his guidance in a way that felt more like control than mentorship.

“You’re not using your stance correctly,” he said one evening as Y/N sparred with another slayer. He appeared at their side without warning, his gaze sharp. “You should have moved like this.”

Y/N flinched as he adjusted their posture, his proximity making them uncomfortable. “I know how to fight, Obanai-san,” they muttered.

“Not well enough,” he replied coldly, his fingers lingering a little longer than necessary before he stepped back.

It didn’t take long for Y/N to notice that the small gestures of affection and concern had started to take on a darker tone. They found notes left in their quarters—short, cryptic messages written in Obanai’s precise handwriting.

“You’re always so distant. But I’ll make you understand.”

“You belong with me, Y/N. Don’t make me prove it.”

The unsettling nature of these messages gnawed at them, but it wasn’t until they received a small, wrapped box that they understood just how far Obanai had gone. Inside was a pendant—an intricately carved snake, its eyes gleaming in the light.

A note accompanied it:

“For you, Y/N. To remind you that I’m always watching. Always protecting.”

One night, as Y/N tried to sneak away for some time alone, they found Obanai waiting outside their door.

“You’ve been trying to avoid me,” he said quietly, his voice eerily calm. “But you’re mine now. I’ve made sure of it.”

Y/N stepped back, eyes wide. “What do you mean by that?”

“I mean,” Obanai whispered, his voice dripping with cold certainty, “that no matter what you do, you can’t get away from me. You’re too important. I can’t let anyone take you from me.”

His grip tightened on their wrist again, this time with a terrifying finality.

[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🍥

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Hey!! Can I request Yan! sanemi vs. Yan! Giyuu? Whose very motherly? Like ahh I was thinking reader took the Kamado square under her wing, oh oh!! And and- shes like especially like a mom to Inosuke.. Ah!! Thank you for reading💞💞

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Ooooh! Cute! I like this idea a lot! Motherly characters are always very adorable!

Yandere! Romantic! KNY Hashira Scenarios: Shinazugawa Sanemi vs Tomioka Giyuu

The latest Hashira has won everybody’s hearts around her for how motherly she is to the younger ones. She was brave enough to try stop all your fellow Hashira from hurting the Kamado boy and his sister

But she has especially won the hearts of two lone Hashira; the Wind Hashira and the Water Hashira. Sanemi as her loving and elegant personality with her motherly instincts turned his wheels all the right way and Giyuu for her unconditional kindness towards him and gentle pushes to come out of his shell

This pair are two of toughest in the area of emotion and falling in love. Sanemi doesn’t want to be vulnerable at all again and Giyuu doesn’t want to get close to anybody again

It’ll be hard but you manage to do it, mainly through your personality being so angelic, it snares them and traps them in a bait they eventually don’t want to escape

Their harmless little crush on you grows rotten quickly, as disgusting as a fish fillet, into a obsession when they both see you chatting with with Kanroji and Iguro, the two welcomed you in with pleasure as you enjoyed your time openly

Sanemi is terrifying with his clinginess and Giyuu is extremely overprotective. They tug and pull you around until you wound up in their arms, just to pulled back into the other. It’s like they are children fighting over a cute blanket, you are stretched out like pizza dough by the end as the two Hashira argue and fight loudly

Neither have the gut to stalk you but they invade your personal space and they invade your privacy, going through your belongings at specific times. Sanemi catches Giyuu sniffing through your kimonos and tries to call him out to you so you’ll hate him

Giyuu is very good at defending himself from any potential blackmail Sanemi may try as he is quite good at gaslighting and lying, switching around Sanemi’s manipulation to be used against him

Giyuu and Sanemi fight vigorously. Sanemi yells and argues with such anger as Giyuu pushes back calmly and barks out in a low voice. Their arguments and fights over you with each other are intense. So intense that the compassionate angel like you feels a bit scared

Giyuu won’t kill for you, he sees that as far too unnecessary since he doesn’t want to hurt your feelings whilst Sanemi will happily track down and brutally dice apart his enemies so you’ll be all his. He does try to harm Giyuu a lot, but it never goes well as he is prepared for any nighttime assassination attempt

“What’s so great about those little brats, Dokusha? I am actually a Hashira, I can give you a lot better time in training then those shitheads can”

“Dokusha. They can’t grow without training from every Hashira. Please don’t waste your time with them… they aren’t as good as… a actual Hashira like myself”

You spend quite a lot of your spare time training the Kamboko Squad and taking care of them. You took the four off Kocho’s hands for her so you can help make these innocent talented slayers see their potential

This fact simply enrages Sanemi and Giyuu as they grow very jealous over your love and attention being directed on such pathetic beings like those kids. Giyuu may like Tanjiro but that doesn’t mean he’ll ever be okay with him winning over your smile. Sanemi, on the other hand, has never wanted Tanjiro, his sister and his friends dead any harder, than now

Giyuu tries his best to seem supportive of you taking in the Kamaboko Squad, whilst fuming with absolute jealous and disgust over them. Though, Sanemi tries to scare the Kamboko Squad away from you behind your back with death threats and sword swings

Instead of their only rivals being each other, now they gotta deal with four young cute children having your love and respect. As your motherly instincts keep in all the time, looking after them and feeding them tho. They both want you to look after them and feed them so badly

This rivalry isn’t as bad as a few of them as the arguments, whilst being loud and aggressive, is minor as their both fighting with the Kamaboko Squad more then with each other over you. Though, it doesn’t take much to have you eat lunch with them

Giyuu and Sanemi are the type to spill out his heart to you unconditionally as he believes you deserve to know everything he thinks of. It does creep you out a bit but their delusional minds won’t process your nervous reaction

“Good morning, Dokusha. I heard you’ve been training the brats since sunrise so I decided to bring you breakfast as you haven’t— Huh? How do I know that? A lucky guess, I suppose“

“Dokusha. Good afternoon, a crow told me that you’ve been training the kids all day. I’m proud and happy for you but you haven’t taken a break yet. How about we go eat together— I… I know that because my crow told me”

[sunshine-for-serotonin]

Hello! Requests:Open!💕

I’m Sunshine, and this is my yandere request blog! I write yandere oneshots, headcannons, and scenarios for your entertainment with a maximum character limit of four. Below is a list of rules and what I will write for!! :)

𝑹𝑼𝑳𝑬𝑺

I will write for:

nsfw (fair warning, it may not be very good) ❣️on that note, I only write for sub characters. ❣️

suggestive content

fluff

most kinks, with exceptions for watersports, spit, and degradation

I will write for GN, afab, and explicitly fem readers only, because I don’t know enough to write about male readers to feel comfortably, sorry!!

𝐹𝒜𝒩𝒟𝒪𝑀𝒮

FNAF (games only):

Michael and William Afton

all animatronics (specify if you want human or natural form)

SLASHERS:                                                                             

Asa Emory

Will Graham

Hannibal Lecter

OG!Michael Myers                                                                                           

Bo Sinclair                                                                                                             

Vincent Sinclair                                                                                                     

Bubba Sawyer                                                                                                       

Thomas Hewitt                                                                                                       

Candyman                                                                             

Brahms Heelshire                                                                                                 

PHANTOM OF THE OPERA

Erik                                                                                   

ARCANE

Silco

ATTACK ON TITAN

Levi Ackerman

Erwin Smith

Bertholdt Hoover (early 20s)

TWISTED WONDERLAND (actual college)

Riddle Rosehearts

Azul Ashengrotto

Rollo Flamme

HETALIA

Kiku Honda (Japan)

Kuro Honda (2p Japan)

Oliver Kirkland (2p England)

Ivan Braginsky (Russia)

Viktor Braginsky (2p Russia)

Berwald Oxenstierna (Sweden)

Lukas Bondevik (Norway)

Tino Väinämöinen (Finland)

BLACK BUTLER

Claude Faustus

Sebastian Michaelis

Ciel Phantomhive (early 20s)

William T. Spears

DEMON SLAYER

Tanjiro Kamado (early 20s)

Yushiro Yamamoto

Muzan Kibutsuji

DISNEY VILLAINS

Judge Claude Frollo

Captain Hook

MASTERLIST 💜💜

Erik Destler (Phantom of the Opera, Musical!Erik and Book!Erik, plus a sprinkle of Cherik.)

General yandere nsfw headcannons 💜

Self indulgent nsfw post💜: part one and two

Erik getting reader pregnant headcannons 💜

Desperate Erik oneshot with cowgirl and facesitting 💜

Erik with a mommy kink headcannons (cannon in all my works) 💜

General kissing with Erik 💜

Erik with voice kink, auralism, and scent kink headcannons 💜

Erik’s nsfw alphabet 💜

Would Erik like to be called babydoll? 💜

Forever and Always, You. Valentine’s Day oneshot (unless someone requests another part and gives some ideas 👀) 💜

Erik with a mommy kink oneshot 💜

A Chance With You series: one💜 two💜 three(in progress)

Cherik general yandere headcannons 💜

Musical!Erik with mirror sex oneshot 💜

Reader making Erik a scarf and he gets whiny because they aren’t paying attention to him 💜

Rollo Flamme

Fragile: Rollo slips you a sleeping potion so he can have your affection while you’re asleep 🔔

Brahms Heelshire

Reader who flinches when he raises his hand 💷

Eyeless Jack

Nsfw alphabet 💙

Ticci Toby

Soft reader headcannons 🪓

Mandela Catalogue

Mark Heathcliff headcannons 🔫

Adam and Jonah x reader from irl 📹📼

Human Cesar Torres headcannons ☎️

Michael Afton

Ghost Michael headcannons 🔦

Withered Bonnie

General headcannons🐰⚙️

Funtime Crew

Touch starved reader 🎉🎈

Silco

Soft reader 💉

Ebenezer Scrooge

Nsfw alphabet 💰

[rhythmstars]

Characters and fandoms i write for

Comic Book and live action

DC comics

The batfamily (except Alfred ofc)

The superboys (excluding lex luthor)

The teen titans

The young justice

Billy Batson

Freddy Freeman

Eugene Choi

Mary Bromfield

Pedro Pēna

Morpheus

Marvel

Peter Parker

Miles Morales

Pavitr Prabhakar

Gwen Stacy

Miguel O'Hara

Hobart Brown (Hobie)

The Avengers (cap, tony, nat, thor, loki)

Yelena

Matt Murdock

Dr. Strange

Harry Potter

Harry Potter

Hermione Granger

Ron Weasley

Fred and George Weasley (separately)

Bill Weasley

Draco Malfoy

Cedric Diggory

Sirius Black (young)

Remus Lupin (young)

James Potter (young)

Lily Evans (young)

Peter Pettigrew (obviously young and maybe)

Regulus Black (young... obviously...)

Tom Riddle (not exactly eh)

Animes

Attack on Titan

Levi Ackerman

Jean Kirstein

Eren Jaeger

Mikasa Ackerman

Armin Arlert

Connie Springer

Hange Zoe

Sasha Braus

Reiner Braun

Jujutsu Kaisen

Satoru Gojo

Kento Nanami

Megumi Fushiguro

Yuuji Itadori

Suguru Geto

Shoko Ieiri

Iori Utahime

Bungo Stray Dogs

Osamu Dazai

Chuuya Nakahara

Kouyou Ozaki

Doppo Kunikida

Nakajima Atsushi

Ryunosuke Akutagawa

Ranpo Edogawa

Akiko Yosano

Junichiro Tanizaki

Tokyo Revengers

Manjiro Sano/Mickey

Ken Ryuguji/Draken

Takashi Mitsuya

Takemichi Hanagaki

Hinata Tachibana

Chifuyu Matsuno

Emma Sano

Yuzuha Shiba

Keisuke Baji

Tetta Kisaki (though i truly hate him lol)

Demon Slayer

Tanjiro Kamado

Giyu Tomioka

Nezuko Kamado

Zenitsu Agatsuma

Kyojuro Rengoku

Shinobu Kocho

Muichiro Tokito

Obanani Iguro

Mitsuri Kanroji

This list will be updated as i go! but for now these are the only characters I'll write for.

Rules (pls read)

I'm not comfortable writing nsfw themes so please don't request any

I do NOT write yandere themes.

I write mostly angst and fluff but anything else is fine! :D

I will try my best to write LGBTQ+ but I'm not FULLY aware of how things work so I'm so sorry if i make a mistake. (kind criticism is appreciated!)

I will write Character x reader and just character scenarios ONLY!!

Y'all are really free to request anytime i don't mind :)).

That's all i guess I'll see y'all on my next post!! till then bubyee!!

[katherineuchiha]

Hello , Welcome to my blog !! Updated

My name is Katherine, and I have decided to create a blog for various fandoms . The fandoms may expand with time ( please be mindful that English is not my first language )

The request will be open for a certain amount of time and then will be closed am done with the request ( the space is limited on 20 - 25 request at a time )

Rules

Requesting fanfiction can be an enjoyable way to engage with fan communities. Here are some rules and guidelines for making requests:

1. Be respectful: Always be polite and considerate when making requests. Remember that fanfiction authors are doing this for free and out of love

2. Specify your fandom: Clearly state which fandom or universe you're interested in.

3. Define your characters or pairings: Describe the characters or relationships you'd like to see in the fanfiction.

4. Provide a theme or plot idea: If you have a particular theme, scenario, or plot idea in mind, share it with the author. This can help them craft a story that aligns with your vision.

Things WILL NOT WRITE FOR

Rape

Yandere

Dubious consent

Stepcest

Cheating

Incest

Very heavy violence

Very heavy smut

Things I WILL WRITE FOR

Smut

Pregnant reader

Poly

Fluff

Angst

Anything as long it is not very hard core

Fandoms I WILL WRITE FOR

Demon Slayer

Giyuu Tomioka

Kyojuro Rengoku

Tengen Uzui

Obanai Iguro

Sanemi Shinazugawa

Genya Shinazugawa

Tanjiro Kamado

Yoriichi Tsugikuni

Kokushibo ( Michikatsu Tsugikuni )

Kagaya Ubuyashiki

Mitsuri Kanroji

Shinobu Kocho

Muichiro Tokito

Zenitsu Agatsuma

Mortal Kombat

Characters

Liu Kang

Syzoth

Kuai Liang

Bi - Han

Kenshi Takahashi

Jonny Cage

Raiden

Kung Lao

Mileena

Kitana

Takeda Takahashi

Marvel

Tony Stark

Bucky Barnes

Steve Rogers

Stephen Strange

Pietro Maximoff

Thor Odinson

Loki Layfeyson

Bruce Banner

Peter Parker

Shang - Chi

Attack on Titan

Eren jeager

Levi Ackerman

Jean Kristen

Reiner Brown

Zeke Jeager

Armin Arlelt

Erwin Smith

Conny Springer

Naruto

Naruto Uzumaki

Sasuke Uchiha

Itachi Uchiha

Shisui Uchiha

Kakashi Hatake

Obito Uchiha

Neji Hyuga

Sabakuno Garaa

Footbolers

Son Hueng - Min

Kylian Mbappe

Yassine Bounou

Sergio Ramos

Cho Gue - Sung

* Don’t feel shame , this a save environment for everyone , creativity is always encouraged

See you !!!

[theyanderespecialist]

Gentle Giant (Scenario) Yandere Gyomei Himejima X Adult Female Tanjiro Kamado (Demon Slayer)

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am back with a new chapter! This one is With Gyomei Himejima being Yandere for Adult Female Tanjiro! Please enjoy this chapter!]

(Disclaimer: Gyomei Himejima is not yandere in canon! This is just for fun and not to be taken seriously at all! Simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine, the same with shipping characters. Just do not be gross or illegal about it! You know who you are! You Dirty, Flaky, Biscuits! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life! Also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon! Thank you!)

(Gyomei Himejima) (Tanjiro's Gentle Yandere Giant)

(Gyomei's POV)

Tanjiro is a good woman, I cared about her and wanted to have her safe and sound. I knew she was the one for me, her soul was pure. So while I was training her I kept an eye on her. Well not an eye, since I cannot see persay. I heard that she was beautiful and I did not mind either way. I wonder what her facial structure was like though. I love her voice and how it is so sweet and kind. How she always tried to build up others and how she was so loving.

When she passed her training I walked up to her.

"You did a wonderful job," I tell her and she must be looking at me. "In the time I got to know you, I learned you are true to the demon slayers, and I come to admire your resolve. I also have fallen in love with you."

I could tell she froze as her voice reached my ears. "You… You are in love with me."

"Yes, I am," I inform her and she lets out a shocked noise.

"Why?" She asks confused.

"Because you are a kind soul, you have a good heart," I explain to her. "Even though you had to choose between your sister and protecting the innocent you chose the innocent."

"I am sorry, but that is not true, the truth is I could not choose. Nezuko pushed me away and chose for me." She informs me. "I do not deserve your love for I could not make the choice."

I moved my hand to her chin and tilted her head up. I then leaned down and kissed her gently on her lips. She gasped and I deepened the kiss slightly. She moved her hands up to my shoulders and shyly kissed back. After some time I pulled away and pressed our foreheads together.

"You are mine," I tell her possessively. "You Will be mine, and when we kill Muzan, you will be my wife."

She gasped again at the possessiveness in my voice. "O-Ok." She agreed and I kissed her again, deeper this time, with the urge to claim her and make her mine and mine alone!

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS another chapter is done! I hope that you all enjoyed this, and please stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins!]

[tiaragqueen]

Hai! I hope you are having a good day/evening so far! May I request a yandere tanjiro x reader? I'm craving for more tanjiro content at this time due to.. Sad circumstances. It could be soft or hard yandere tanjiro. Whatever you feel! Thank you :D

Indemnity

✂ Pairing: Yandere! Tanjirō Kamado x Reader

✂ Word Count: 1k+

✂ Trigger Warnings: Mention of injury, obsessiveness

[Edited]

***

I'm sorry, hun. I hope this cheers you up even for a little :) writing this makes me realize just how much I need a Tanjirō in my life.

If you like my writing, please support me on ko-fi!

“Let me be your soldier, I will go to war for you and protect your heart. Ooh, ooh, I'm really feelin' you, and I pray to God that you really are feelin' me too.” - Soldier [Corey]

“[Name]-chan, do you need anything else? Blanket? Tea? Your haori?”

You slowly turned towards him, the polite smile froze your lips as you dismissed him. Although the constant questions were beginning to grate your nerves, you couldn’t bear to get angry at him. Not when all he did was trying to make your life felt a bit better, even if it meant sacrificing his comfort in the process.

“No, thank you. I’m fine. You can go back inside, Tanjirō.”

But you knew that regardless of how many times you reassured him, he wouldn’t believe you. How could he, when the last time he trusted your words you almost died in front of him? Anyone would be traumatized, and honestly, you couldn’t blame him for feeling so much self-hatred despite being just as innocent as yourself. Tanjirō had always been so hard on himself, even before his family got massacred. He felt like it was his duty to bear whatever burden they had, just so he could ease their pain. It was both heartwarming and heartbreaking to watch.

You almost wished he wasn’t so kind, sometimes.

Tanjirō smiled, and yet, it seemed more nervous than relieved. It wasn’t his intention to overwhelm you with a sudden influx of attention – not that he hadn’t been sensitive to your needs before – but his fear forbade him from ever resting properly despite your state. He was trying to be a good boyfriend to you; someone you could depend on in times of desperation and help you regardless of the time and place. Never mind that he looked more like a servant to other people – hell-bent on spoon-feeding you when you could perfectly do it by yourself – he just wanted to be the best as he could be in your eyes.

He didn’t know that he was already perfect to you, nor could he bring himself to believe such a ludicrous claim when you confessed it.

“I failed to protect you. How could you say that I’m a perfect lover?” he inquired so earnestly you almost thought he was imploring you; begging for proof to back up your visceral statement. His eyes glistened with unshed tears, and you wondered if it was a good thing that he wasn’t Zenitsu who wouldn’t hesitate to bawl on your lap. He could smell people’s deepest feelings and strived to make them realize it, and yet, he often ignored his.

Because he was the firstborn, so he couldn’t whine and complain. What kind of reason was that you had no idea.

“It wasn’t your fault. Nobody could fully predict that demon’s attacks.” You tried to comfort him, however, he only shook his head. His face had been resolute that night like he’d convinced himself that everything was his fault and was determined to fix it.

“No, it’s not too late.” Whether he murmured that to you or himself, you weren’t sure, but the hint of finality didn’t go unnoticed. Snapping his head towards you, he leaned forward and clasped your hands. “I’ll train harder this time, I promise. No demons would be able to land a hand on you again, that’s my vow.”

Any attempt to deter him would be futile, you knew that much, so you settled with a tired yet resigned sigh. You’d wondered why the warmth of his palms didn’t match the intensity of his feelings, or if your skin was just too cold.

“I don’t want you to catch a cold later,” he whispered, a silent plea to invite you inside. Minor illnesses sounded life-threatening to him now, and you couldn’t say that you didn’t feel the least bit exasperated.

“It’s just a cold, not a stab wound.”

You intended it to be a joke – a cruel one, yet a joke nonetheless – but it was obvious that he didn’t take it very well from his instinctive flinch. Tender eyes dulled momentarily as memories of talons grazing and piercing your stomach flashed on his mind. Reminiscing them sent a pang of a dull ache that gripped his chest and churned his stomach.

“I’m sorry.” He blinked in surprise when you opened your mouth. “It was thoughtless of me to joke about that.”

Tanjirō blinked repeatedly for another minute before tittering. “It’s okay. No harm’s done.” And yet, his expression remained tense. “Sorry I can’t grasp your humor right.”

He bowed as though ashamed by that minor flaw. It looked like he was subtly exaggerating things – and sometimes you wondered if he purposefully manipulated you too – but you couldn’t deny its sincerity.

Sighing, you reached out to pat his head. “Don’t feel so glum. Nobody’s perfect, after all.” And yet, he endeavored to be one to you. “If we’re similar, wouldn’t that make things more boring?”

You smiled, and Tanjirō felt his cheeks heated up at the simple gesture. Moved by its gentleness, he cradled the back of your head and slowly planted his lips on yours. Under the silvery moonlight on your porch, you exchanged your first kiss in such a long time. It was gentle, befitting his nature. Your lips molded perfectly with each other as if they were created to be one. His other hand snaked around your waist, bringing you closer to him. Your eyes fluttered shut, beginning to enjoy the slow rhythm, while your arms embraced his neck and occasionally tugged on those auburn locks. Tanjirō grunted, and it seemed to spur him even more.

At that moment, you were glad that Nezuko was asleep in the room next to yours.

Tanjirō withdrew to catch his breath, forehead resting against yours. His eyes would occasionally flicker to you, trying to gauge your emotion beneath that flustered face. However, you merely shook your head and stood up. A hand appeared before him instead, a soundless acceptance to his invitation, and happiness immediately washed away any trace of disappointment. Clasping his hand with yours, Tanjirō calmly rose from the floorboard and let you lead the way. A small, contented smile graced his features as he admired your profile and leaned forward to playfully peck your nape. He chuckled when you shot him a glare over your shoulder to cover the blush and beamed.

“You’re so cute, [Name]-chan,” he remarked, squeezing your intertwined fingers affectionately. “I’m happy to be with you.”

[dear-yandere]

Yandere Tanjirou x fem reader with this request “I will protect you from everything.” Or “Scream all you want. They’ve all given up on you anyway. ”You can choose either. Please ^w^

Tanjiro Kamado

Love at first sight.

Tanjiro had always dreamed of something like that – it seemed so far off, something out of the fairy tales his mother would tell his siblings. But that only made him want it all the more, for his parents had met the same way and still found true love. Yet, he thought he’d left behind such childish naivete as he grew older and the responsibility of taken caring of his siblings became more pressing. He was the man of the family, he couldn’t afford to believe such frivolous stories. The reality of life wasn’t always so puerile, not when Tanjiro had so many lives on his hands.

It wasn’t until he lost everything besides his sister, wasn’t until he met you that those childish dreams came rushing back. He was instantly smitten – your eyes which shone with the innocence he was robbed of, your skin which glowed with the purity he could no longer have. You were beautiful, you were everything he wasn’t, you were vulnerable and he wanted to protect that.

He needed to protect that.

“H-help…” You stirred in your sleep, his warm and calloused fingers harshly brushing against your skin at the sudden movement. Your eyebrows furrowed and stiffened, hand gripping onto as you slept. Another nightmare.

His heart sunk into his stomach, a still-beating pit that made him want to throw up. He shouldn’t have convinced you to join the group, to travel with them as a healer. Everyone knew you would just be a burden, a hassle that couldn’t defend herself, but he’d insisted. He couldn’t leave you back there, in a village that could be overrun by demons at any moment. It never even crossed his mind, but then again, neither did the consequences of bringing you along. 

He just wanted you near.

“Shh, it’s alright my love…” He curled his fingers, using the soft skin of his knuckles to softy caress your cheek, like a knight looking at his princess with such adoration. “Nothing can harm you when I’m here. I will protect you from everything.”

[shiggyscumrag]

Masterlist

MHA

Tamaki Amajiki Brainrot- Tamaki x Fem!Reader, 18+ Smut with fluff

Mha characters and hair pulling- headcanons (hair pulling) and 18+ smut

Mommy kink huh?- Shinsou x dom!Fem!Reader, 18+ smut

WHAT A WASTE OF FUCKING TIME- Ejiro Kirishima x GN!Reader, angst w/no comfort

How the MHA boys react to their chubby s/o wearing their clothes- fluff and light smut implied

Dumb whores get bred- Katsuki Bakugo x Fem!Reader

Chubby Chasers- Which Mha characters I think are chubby chasers and why, fluff and light smut

Teasing the Mha boys and what would turn them on- 18+ Smut, multiple characters

Tenya the breeder- Tenya Iida x Fem!Reader, 18+ Smut

All the right wrinkles- Ejiro Kirishima x Fem!Reader, 18+ Smut

Yes, Mommy!- Ejiro Kirishima x Fem!Reader, 18+ Smut

Kissing Bakugou Katsuki- red lip stick-

You really wanna prove it to me?- Ejiro Kirishima Angst & Implied Smut

Love that rivaled the stars- Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Reader, 18+ Light Smut

Sore, Swollen, and Secretive- Ochako Uraraka x GN! Reader, fluff<3

MOMMY I PROMISE ILL BE A GOOD BOY!- Denki Kaminari x Fem!Reader, 18+ Smut

Ass, tits, thighs, tummy, or hips- what i think these mha characters like what

Master made in Heaven- Tomura Shigiraki x Reader, 18+ Dark Smut

Mha thirsty headcanons- 18+ Smut, all the guys are doms<3

Peircing Brainrot ft. MHA- Mostly fluff but a little smut on bakugous part lol

Comfort cuddles<3- Bakugo Katsuki x Trans!Reader (ftm) fluff/comfort

Yandere Villian Tenya Iida x Ex hero Female!Reader- Smut with fluff

Mha characters with trans s/o- Fluff and a little smut

Villian!EnjiTodoroki x Reader(platonic)- angst mostly, a little comfort at the end

Yandere with tamaki, midoriya, and iida

"I'm tired"- Bakugou x GN!Reader angst with comfort

Painted Flowers- Bakugou x GN!Reader fluff<3

Tamaki Amajiki fluff Headcanons

Mha fluff drabble

Horny thoughts with shiggy pt.1

Horny thoughts with shiggy pt.2

Wham Bam Shang-a-lang is what we got baby - katsuki bakugou x reader fluff

Comfort w/Ejirou Kirishima cause I need it

VALENTINE'S DAY SPECIAL

Katsuki comfort/smut

Dabi comfort gamer!reader ask

Katsuki Bakugou Corruption Kink Brainrot

Haikyuu

Cat boys & Maid outfits- Aone x Fem!Reader, mostly fluff with hinted smut

Scenarios that I feel fit the Haikyuu boys- 18+ Smut

Just some thirsty hc's for the Haikyuu boys- 18+ Smut headcanons

More thirsty hc's for the Haikyuu boys- 18+ Smut headcanons

Even more thirsty hc's for the Haikyuu boys- 18+ Smut headcanons

The Haikyuu boys as dad's hc's- fluff<3

Iwazumi + Cockwamring- 18+ Smut

Sakusa Kiyoomi HC's- fluff, crack, and a little smut

I wont let you go- Tobio Kageyama x GN!Reader, angst with comfort

Shiritorizawa Brainrot Smut

Tendou smut<3

You look so pretty covered in my cum- Tsukishima Kei x Fem!Reader, 18+ Smut

Yamaguchi and Tsukishima angst to comfort for s/o going though a panic attack

'A Work in Progress'- Ushijima Wakatoshi Fic pt.1, pt.2, pt.3, etc.

VALENTINE'S DAY SPECIAL

Demon Slayer

How the Demon Slayer boys react to their chubby s/o wearing their clothes- fluff<3

Wisteria filled wind- Inosuke x Fem!Reader, fluff<3

Hot and Needy- Tanjiro Kamado x Fem!Reader, 18+ Smut

AOT

Eren thirst imagine

How AOT characters e@t you out<3

VALENTINE'S DAY SPECIAL

Jean thirst <3

ENCANTO

Luisa Madrigal Scenarios I Love- fluff with Luisa x fem/gn reader

DSMP

Echoes? - Schlatt fluff

INSIDE JOB

Puff Puff Pass - Brett Hand x reader smut

[chaeritopia]

byf + dni!

before you follow:

♡ this blog creates and interacts with nsfw content. if that’s not your cup of tea, leave my page.

♡ don’t pressure me into updating. i write whenever i feel like it.

♡ read my works' warnings before you start reading, they do serve a purpose.

♡ i age up my characters, usually to their mid to late 20s. if that’s not your thing, feel free to block me.

♡ i write for kakegurui, jujutsu kaisen, kuroshitsuji, boku no hero academia, bungo stray dogs, kimetsu no yaiba, vanitas no carte, shingeki no kyojin and sk8 the infinity.

do not interact if:

♡ you’re a minor or ageless blog. this is a nsfw blog, i don’t want anybody under 18 interacting with my content.

♡ you’re racist, sexist, xenophobic, misogynistic, LGBTQ+phobic, ableist, anti-semitic, islamophobic, fatphobic, pro-ed, a mlm/wlw fetishiser, a pro-shipper, if you romanticize trauma, justify maps, fetishise people of colour & queer people, support character hate nights.

♡ you cannot seperate fiction from reality. go outside, touch some grass.

request rules:

♡ requests for thirsts, ficlets and headcanons are open.

♡ please be kind and patient when requesting something. we fic writers do this for free, after all.

♡ i have the right to decline a request if it makes me uncomfortable.

♡ do specify your request. just a few lines regarding the scenario and character(s) involved should be enough to get me inspired.

♡ i don’t do character x character ships.

♡ i write for gender-neutral reader (anatomy remains ambiguous) and female reader.

♡ will write: smut, fluff, angst, horror, poly relationships, dom/sub dynamics, size difference, dub-con, degradation, humiliation, praise, dumbification, masturbation, squirting, anal sex, vaginal sex, oral sex, bondage, breath play, impact play, use of toys, knife & gun play, exhibitionism, voyeurism, sensory deprivation, yandere content, roleplay, blood and gore, monsterfucking (to an extent)

♡ will not write:  pedophilia, incest, step-cest, non-con, necrophilia, lgbtq+ -phobia, racism, sexism, ableism, beastiality, mpreg, b!p, g!p, lactation, watersports, scat, puke, feet, underaged, infantilisation, cheating, pregnancy, ageplay, cg/l, romanticisation of mental illness, suicide, self-harm, abuse, teacher/student relationships, major character death

characters i write for:

♡ kakegurui: yumeko jabami, mary saotome, midari ikishima, kirari momobami, ririka momobami, rei batsubami

♡ jujutsu kaisen: yuji itadori, megumi fushiguro, satoru gojo, maki zenin, nobara kugisaki, mai zenin, kento nanami, suguru geto, sukuna, mei mei

♡ kuroshitsuji: undertaker, sebastian michaelis, vincent phantomhive, mey-rin, grelle sutcliff, william t. spears, ronald knox, ran-mao, lau

♡ boku no hero academia: bakugo katsuki, izuku midoriya, shoto todoroki, ochako uraraka, momo yaoyorozu, keigo takami, nemuri kayama, dabi, himiko toga, shota aizawa

♡ bungo stray dogs: osamu dazai, doppo kunikida, atsushi nakajima, akiko yosano, chuuya nakahara, ryunosuke akutagawa, gin akutagawa, sakunosuke oda

♡ kimetsu no yaiba: tanjiro kamado, zenitsu agatsuma, inosuke hashibira, kyojuro rengoku, giyu tomioka, shinobu kocho, mitsuri kanroji, obanai iguro, sanemi shinazugawa, gyomei himejima, tengen uzui, daki, akaza, doma, muzan kibutsuji

♡ sk8 the infinity: reki kyan, langa hasegawa, kaoru sakurayashiki, kojiro nanjo

♡ vanitas no carte: vanitas, noé archiviste, dominique de sade, jeanne

♡ shingeki no kyojin: mikasa ackerman, levi ackerman, eren jaeger, hange zoë

[cozymoko]

Y. Starter Prompt - 44 Tracking with Tanjiro from KNY

I’ve been interested in the prompts for a while, so I’m shooting my shot.

TRACKING

Pairing: Tanjiro Kamado x gn! reader

Warnings: Yandere themes

Format: Scenario

Word Count: 486

Prompt: Tracking - "I was worried! What if you were kidnapped!?"

You were scared. Shitless dare I say, and rightfully so. The panicked screams of the man you once called your beloved were a mere distance away. Gravel crumbling beneath your feet, prickly branches scratching against your skin.

With each scream, your heart grew faster. Your legs numbing as a burning sensation flourished through your chest; You were close to tears. Mind clouded as the words Don't stop! echoing throughout your head. Words that kept you sane, determined to keep going, to not succumb to the fatigue plaguing your body.

"{Name}, please come back! Don't go; don't leave me!"

You shake your head, biting back the pained screams bubbling in your throat. Hot tears flowed down your eyes, contrasting with the chilled breeze hitting your skin. Only one thing mattered to you at that moment, it was the only thing you had going for you, that kept you going...

Escaping.

Taking refugee in a nearby village, one quiet with a warm atmosphere. You were misplaced in the crowd of judging stares, shoving people of all ages to the side as you knew the young demon slayer was not far behind. You promptly approach a nearby inn, fishing for a few coins in your pockets, scrambling to your purchased room.

You were far but not far enough to escape those familiar shouts. The ones mixed in the voices of many, likely restraining the boy. Labeling him as a deranged boy who's been traumatized by god knows what. Screaming out a name that you knew too well, one that marked yourself. That being your own.

But nothing good can last forever. Something always has to come and ruin the peace, is that right?

Blood splatters covering your clothes, the metallic scent prickling at your nostril hairs. you were thankful, that without a doubt. The hostess seemed to be a demon, a very sly one at that. Sneaking into your room when the moon reached its peak.

"I was worried! What if you were kidnapped?!" His words did little to calm you down as his grip tightened on your bruising wrists. Blood splatters coating the ground, dampening the cloths beneath it.

Your hands trembled violently at the Gorey sight before you. A sight you didn't think he could commit himself. Yet his eyes remained on you as if he wasn't crouched in a socked futon, staining his clothes red. While the demon gradually disintegrating into dust, gruff noises escaping its limp form.

Fawning over your safety, motives of running away. However, at that moment it all meant nothing.

Perhaps it was a simple thought, before at least. But the moment you met his eyes flooded you with an overwhelming feeling of regret. One that caused thick tears to sting at your eyes, seconds from slipping out. That brought a mindless wish to your mind, one that only a fool would ask for, inquire the possibilities of.

If he killed me...would I be happy?

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Requests are Closed!! Gotta finish the ones I have to free the slots!!!

Hello! This tea cup knows there's no one around yet but just in case someone comes by and is interested I accept requests from the following fandoms and characters:

Hunter x Hunter (Rose tea)

· Hisoka Morrow

· Illumi Zoldyck

· Chrollo Lucilfer

· Feitan

· Shalnark

· Killua (Aged)

· Kurapika

Kimetsu No Yaiba (Lemongrass tea)

· Muzan Kibutsuji

· Douma

· Tanjiro Kamado

· Kyojuro Rengoku

· Enmu

· Inosuke Hashibira

Twisted Wonderland (Matcha)

· Riddle Rosehearts

· Trey Clover

· Cater Diamond

· Azul Ashengrotto

· Jade Leech

· Floyd Leech

· Leona Kingscholar

· Jack Howl

· Kalim-Al Asim

· Jamil Viper

· Vil Schoenheit

· Rook Hunt

· Idia Shroud

· Malleus Draconia

· Lilia Vanrogue

· Divus Crewel

· Dire Crowley

· Che'nya

Requests Rules:

Do's

· Fluff

· Domestic scenarios

· Scenarios

· Headcannons

· Yandere

· Slight smut (implied, nothing explicit)

· Monster/creature Au ( no angels or demons, gimme a different spice)

·ABO Dynamics (alpha/beta/omega)

· AUs

· Might consider other characters not on list if the request is really good and detailed!

Don'ts

· Underage (has to be +17)

· Incest (Parent or sister/brother)

· Necrophilia

· Pedophilia

· character x character x reader (see previous works for the reasons)

· Among others that will be notified in the moment!

When I receive a nice amount of requests, I'll make a masterlist!