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Teasing Gyutaro
✧˖ ° includes~ nsfw, modern au, established relationship, soft!dom Gyutaro, sub! reader, very spicy, honorifics, lots of dirty talking, confident Gyutaro
✧˖ ° ~ you decide to tease Gyutaro in one of his sweaters and thigh highs
It had been a long day waiting for Gyutaro to come home from work. Well it wasn’t actually your shared home with him, it was his apartment, but you were over often enough to call it your home as well. You knew he secretly loved hearing you say “I’m on my way home,” or, “We’ll be at home,” when referring to his place. You knew you were always welcome, as even Daki enjoyed your presence. However, today was painfully boring and slow. Daki had been out for the day with some girlfriends, and you were invited, but you knew this would give you and Gyutaro time alone, as Daki was also sleeping out. That is, if he ever came home from work.
You kept trying to come up with something to do, but was at a loss. You’ve already picked up around the house, even deciding to do the siblings laundry out of boredom. Dinner was already done and was simple to make, considering Gyutaro could only eat raw meat. You always found a way to spice it up for him, but still, it didn’t waste nearly enough of your time as you hoped it would.
You currently lay curled on the couch in one of Gyutaro’s hoodies. The black fabric lay loosely over your body, as his stature was much larger than yours. Of course, you had the same hoodie in your size, as you bought them together at a past concert. However, you knew wearing his would bring out the side of him you desperately craved. Your patience had dwindled and you wanted to make him suffer slightly for it. To make sure you got your point across, you only had undies on underneath, paired with some white thigh highs. You knew his perverted mind would go exactly where you wanted, and you would make him wait just like he had done to you.
And there it was. The noise you waited all day to hear: the door knob turning. You eagerly get up, running to the door to greet your beloved boyfriend, excited to show off what he’s been missing out on. However, when he came into view, it was obvious he had a rough day.
“Taro!” you say excitedly, running up to him. You jump up, wrapping your arms around his neck. “I missed you all day!”
He wraps his arm around your waist, stabilizing your small frame against his body. “Oh darling, I missed you today,” he says. “Work was absolutely exhausting, I’m sick of taking care of those pigs. How was your day, pretty girl?”
He puts you down and finally gets a full view of you, immediately raising his eyebrows. Gyutaro doesn’t know what kind of game you're playing, but he likes the idea already.
“Well,” you start, batting your doe eyes up at him, “I was so bored! I cleaned, and did laundry, and made dinner, and showered all by myself today,” you say with a pout. He smirks, looking down at you.
“I’m sorry, princess. How about I make it up to you? You look so cute in my hoodie, why don’t you let me take care of you?”
“Oh, I don’t know,” You say and turn around. Your back is flush against his chest, pushing your butt against him. Crossing your arms over your chest to show you are a little upset, you give him a small wiggle. He slides his hand down your tummy towards your most sensitive area. You got him.
“No, no, no,” you said, snatching his wrist. “You are punished for leaving me alone for so long,” you say confidently. Gyutaro chuckled behind you.
“You’re playing a dangerous game, sweetheart. Are you sure you want to continue?” He asks calmly. You start to get nervous, maybe you are going too far with this, but you can’t help yourself.
“Well, how else are you supposed to learn your lesson, hm-”
You’re cut off by his other hand grabbing your throat. “Oh my love,” he starts. “I think you’re forgetting who’s in charge here, aren’t you? What happened to my sweet girl?” You don’t respond, barely able to function with his hand on your throat. You loved when he was dominant.
“Go on, babygirl, use your words,” he says, pointy teeth just grazing your ear.
“I- I don’t know,” you say.
“Oh you don’t know? You need me to remind you that you’re just the little girl who follows my rules, hm? And to think you wore this just for me? But no, you just want to tease me after I had a hard day at work. I don’t think that's very nice, sweetheart,” he says. His hand slowly slides up your throat till his middle and ring finger sits snugly in your mouth. “I think you are gonna have to make it up to me, right? Let me use my pussy however I please?”
Gyutaro forces the hand you hold lower until he cups what's his, pulling you even tighter against his chest. “You gonna listen to me, babydoll?” he asks.
“Yes, sir,” you mumble around his fingers.
“There’s my good girl. Why don’t we get these cute socks a little dirty? Get on your knees for me,” Gyutaro demands.
You are in no place to resist, as you want him to be as lenient as possible when it comes to you. And at the end of the day, this is what you wanted right? To be used by your sweet boyfriend? To push his buttons?
You slowly sink to your knees and turn to face him, reaching up to unclip his belt and pull down his pants. You still have not gotten used to the sheer size of his cock and your lips part slightly when it is finally released, a bead of precum gathered at the tip. You wrap your hand around his length and look up, slowly kissing the birthmarks along his length until you wrap your lips around the tip. He doesn’t give you a moment before forming a ponytail with his hands and shoving your head down until your nose meets his pelvis. Your hands fly to his thighs, slightly pushing against him as you start to gag on his length, tears forming at the corners of your eyes.
“That’s it, baby, your mouth feels so good around my cock,” Gyutaro says, his head thrown back. You are unable to compose yourself, as he begins to bob your head up and down his length until you become a drooling mess. The way he is using your throat sends heat down to your core and you can’t help but moan round him, which only causes Gyutaro to fuck your face harder.
Gyutaro pulls your head back by your hair, forcing you to look up at him. He can’t help but admire how you look right now, tears streaming lightly down your face, a string of saliva connecting your lips to his cock. And all for him. He knows you love when he dominates you and that you probably did this on purpose, but that doesn’t mean he is gonna let it go that easy. Gyutaro pulls you up by your hair to face him.
“I need you to go to the bedroom and wait for me there. Leave all this on,” he tells you. You nod, but that isn’t enough for him. “What did I say about words, baby?”
“Yes, sir. I’m sorry,” you say, genuinely nervous and excited for what was to come. You adored Gyutaro and thought he was handsome every second of the day, but when he forced you into submission, it was another story. You run off into the bedroom, practically jumping into the bed where you wait for him, sitting on your feet and hands face up on your thighs.
He comes in a few moments later, with only his pants back on. His lack of a shirt caused you to squeeze your thighs together slightly, trying to gain some friction. There were two ways this could go, being edging or overstimulation. You hoped he would let you finish at all tonight. Walking up to you, Gyutaro slowly slid his hand up your thigh, squeezing where the top of the sock met your skin, and gliding under the sweater. Underneath, he notices the green, lace undies. His absolute favorite, as they remind him that you are his.
“This is what you were hiding from me?” He asks, finger already circling your clit. He can feel how wet you are through your panties, but all you do is suck in your bottom lip. Gyutaro’s other hand comes up and squeezes your cheeks before roughly slamming his lips against yours, practically pushing you backwards. Your hands go up to touch his face and he immediately pulls away.
“No touching,” he says. “Lay down and spread your legs.”
“Gyutaro, please, I’m sorry I-”
“Did I say you could speak?” He asks. “Lay down and spread your legs now.”
You do as you’re told without another word, placing your hands above your head. He comes up to kiss you, gliding his fingers back towards your undies and slowly pushing them to the side, using his thumb to rub slow circles on your clit. You can’t help but whine and push your hips up towards his hand.
“What is it, baby? You are so needy, hm? You just needed me to come home and remind you of what a slut you are? Go on, tell me,” Gyutaro says with a smirk, as he pushes two fingers into you without warning. You throw your head back and make a move to touch him, but leave your hands slightly raised, as you remember what he said.
“Yes,” you whisper.
“Yes what?” he teases, curling his fingers inside to hit that one spongy spot while still rubbing your clit. Your moans are music to his ears, but he wants to hear you.
“Yes, I wanted you to make me your slut. I thought about it all d-day while you… you were gone. I just needed yo-you,” you say, unable to stabilize your voice. You’re practically bucking into his hand, the cord in your abdomen being wound up tighter and tighter, almost about to snap. “Oh fuck, Gyu, I.. I’m gonna cum.”
He stops moving his hand and touches your cheek. “Don’t you dare,” he says. “The only way you’re cumming is on my cock, do you understand? And you’re gonna cum until I’m satisfied,” Gyutaro says, slowly starting to move his fingers. He continues to edge you for what seems like an hour, hand wrapped around your throat, slapping your thigh every time you attempt to close your legs. You are a whining, begging mess.
“Please, Gyu,” you sob out. “Please fuck me. I need your cock, I need you to use me for your own pleasure. I-I just want to be good for you please.”
There are tears running down your face and Gyutaro thinks he has made you suffer enough. He finally pulls your panties down, tossing them to the side before doing the same with his own clothes. He lines himself up with your entrance, watching as your pussy flutters around nothing, and again gives no warning before fully pressing himself into you. You scream out and reach for him again, this time successfully doing so.
Gyutaro wastes no time and sets an ungodly pace, pulling an orgasm from you right away. Your head is spinning, unable to form a full sentence at once. “Brats don’t get warnings,” he says simply, rutting into you.
Your hair sticks to your wet cheeks as a white rim forms around Gyutaro’s cock; you can feel the sheets beneath you begin to dampen. You can’t control your moans, especially when his fingers find your clit, causing you to crash again.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, you-you’re so big,” you stutter out. “Please don’t stop.” Gyutaro’s other hand finds its place at your throat as you try to tell him how good he feels inside you. You aren’t sure how long you’ll last like this, eyes rolling backwards.
“Keep those fucking eyes on me,” he grunts out. “Don’t you stop looking at me. I’m gonna need you to think again before you try and tell me I can’t have what's mine. Because this pussy?” Gyutaro leans down close and whispers, “I own this pussy. And you are gonna be a good, little slut and take what I give you, isn’t that right?”
He is practically slamming into you, his balls slapping against you with every thrust. “I’m sorr-sorry,” you wail out. “I’ll be good, feels so good, oh fuck, thank you,” you mumble out.
“You know you wanted this, sweetheart. You wanted me to come home and use you, wanted me to wreck this pretty cunt, hm? Want me to cum inside and leave it a dripping mess, yeah?” Gyutaro is losing his control now, hips stuttering when you clench around him, another orgasm flowing from you. God you look stunning like this, legs wrapped around his waist, fucked out expression. He wishes he caught you in his clothing every day, loved putting you in your place if you tried acting out.
He watches as you grasp at the sheets or claw at his back, trying anything to control yourself just the slightest. But his cock is buried so deep, kissing your cervix with each thrust, you can barely form a coherent sentence.
“Gyu.. can’t,” you say, shaking your head. Tears are streaming full force now and he reaches up to wipe them. “Can’t cum,” you spill out.
“Shh, shhh. Yes you can, baby. You’re a good girl, I know you can give me one more, can’t you? The way you’re squeezing me, I’m not gonna last much longer,” he says.
You nod slightly, you knew you could handle what he was giving and also wanted to make him proud. His pace increases as he chases his own high, never taking his eyes off you. You, of course, are his precious darling, and he wants to make sure you are alright at the same time. Your blissed out face is telling him there's nothing to worry about. Gyutaro sits up and pushes your knees to your chest, making your eyes shoot open. An “Oh fuck,” is all you can manage to get out, and Gyutaro chuckles.
“Go on baby, cum for me. Cum all over my cock,” he demands, sending you over the edge. He watches you fall apart beneath him, legs trembling due to the position and intensity of this orgasm and he finishes soon after. One final thrust has him spilling inside you, filling you to the point of it dripping out.
Gyutaro stays inside you, slowly kissing your exhausted face. “Such a good girl,” he mumbles against your skin. You whine slightly, as he pulls you close, thankful that you decided to wear his hoodie today.
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【Shabana Gyutaro】 January Snow
*i don’t think they had guns back then but let’s just pretend they do
“I still firmly believe— that you’re out there somewhere in this world, waiting for me, as young as you were, as loving as you were.”
Perhaps not many people would believe this, the fact that Shabana Gyutaro has also experienced love in his teenage years of life. A monster like him, a freak, how could he have possibly fallen in love? It’s ridiculous no matter how he thinks of it.
It was the first snow of the year when he met you. The color white dyed the entire town and the snow produced a satisfying crunching sound whenever he stepped on it with his bare feet, snowflakes fell from the sky and he had almost mistaken it for rain. Sudden footsteps appeared behind him and he spun around, sickle pointing at whoever dared to approach him, only to find a girl a head shorter standing there, panting, with a pink fur coat in her hands. He guessed that it was yours.
“Uhm...” You started, “I saw you walking by just now, I noticed that you didn’t have a coat, so please, take this.” You handed your coat to him, “You must be cold.”
Ignoring his dry skin that cracked and turned red due to the weather, and his fingers and legs that slowly turned stiff, “Don’t need it.” He scowled. Are you trying to pity him? You wealthy little girl who has multiple coats, each a different color.
Maybe you’ve never talked to anyone as ugly as him before, or maybe you’re just cold as well, your hands shook and tears swirled in your pretty eyes, “N-no, I insist, I can’t bear walking back home still with the coat I was supposed to give you. Take it, if it makes you feel better then return it when winter ends, you will not owe me anything.” You shoved the coat into his hands and ran as fast as you could back into your yard, tripped by the thick snow multiple times.
Gyutaro watched as you hurried back home, he looked back at the coat in his hands and he wanted to tear it apart and throw it on the ground and stomp it until it was nothing but pieces of dirty and useless cloth. But gosh, it’s so warm, to the point where he doesn’t even want to let go.
The second time he saw you, you were just passing by the street with your maid when he dragged one of his victims out of the brothel he was in. Gyutaro flung the man onto the hard earth and pointed his weapon at the victim’s throat. Murmurs were heard throughout the street yet they only made Gyutaro’s smile bigger.
“Now, pay up.” He taunted.
When the gold coins clinked in Gyutaro’s hands and when the man hurriedly scrambled away, he turned around, meeting your eyes. One of your hands covered your mouth and the other clung onto your maid’s sleeves, his surprised expression turned into a frown, and then his lips curved upwards again as he walked to you. Your maid tried to block him but one simple shove from him made her lose balance. You took a step back and he giggled. See, even you’re afraid of him, just like everyone else.
“Got something to say to me? Miss.” He was dangerously close to the point you can feel the heat radiating from his slim body. You looked everywhere but his eyes trying to think of something, would he be mad if you just simply shook your head?
Maggot, dimwit, idiot, good-for-nothing, useless, disgrace, freak, monster. He imagined everything you could call him, hitting him with dirt and rocks on the floor, tripping over your own feet, and then begging for mercy when he decides to kill you.
…
Too long.
You were taking too long.
“Come on, come on! Say something, man, you’re taking too damn long!” He raised his voice, scratching his neck in frustration.
“Um!” Startled, you blurted out the first thing in your mind, “You’re not wearing the coat I gave you, please wear it, it’s still very cold outside!” Immediately lowering your head, embarrassed of what just came out of your mouth. Gyutaro stared at you, wide-eyed, mouth agape.
“Don’t give me that crap…” He muttered.
“Eh–?”
“I said don’t give me that crap!!” He shouted, raising his sickle, accidentally slicing across your cheek, blood oozed out of the small yet deep cut instantly, “You say those things like you actually care! I hate people like you, I bet you think you’re the nicest person in this whole world, huh?! I bet it’s nice to have a nice house with maids to look after you, niiiice for you, mannn, niiice for youu… a person like you doesn't have to bring warmth to someone like me, and I don’t need your pity either. Go kill yourself.” His words were like fangs coated with venom, tears flowed down your cheeks and mixed in with the crimson blood that has yet to be stopped. Your hands pressed onto your wound, it hurts. It hurts.
Gyutaro stared at the direction you ran off to, all he could hear was your muffled sobbing and it made him want to tear his ears off. He hates the way you cry, it makes him frustrated and when he’s frustrated he can’t stop scratching himself, until his skin gets stuck under his dirty fingernails, until the tip of his fingers are dyed red.
And then he never saw you again until spring came. Gyutaro always walks back to that place he called home and then pass by your house, and everytime he tries to look through the windows he sees nothing. Not you, not your maids, not your parents, no one. When winter ended, he stood on your front porch, holding your poorly washed pink furry coat in his hands that were red and numb from being in the cold water stream for too long. His hand was raised, ready to knock on the door any second, yet he paused, hesitating like a teenage boy who had just fallen in love. He stayed in his position for at least 15 minutes, his forearm cold like a corpse as his blood struggled to flow in his raised arm. Until the door opened.
You stood there as beautiful as you were a few months ago, the cut he accidentally gave you remained as a scar on your skin. You looked up at him, surprised by his presence, yet remained quiet, waiting patiently for him to say something.
“I… I came back to give back your coat.” He said, dryly, handing over your coat.
“... Thank you for returning it.” You bowed your head as thanks.
Gyutaro watched as your delicate hands reached for the coat that looks like it’s been used everyday for years, and then suddenly he no longer wants to give back your coat. Someone like you touching something that has been used by him seems terrifying, like a drop of ink in a glass of milk. It was a sin— a sin greater than anything else.
He clung onto the coat until he realized that he was clutching onto it, hesitantly, he released his grip. He watched as you passed the coat to your maid, who then took it inside the house.
Gyutaro awkwardly stood in front of you, staring at your peaceful smiling face in silence. Awkwardness took over the air, for him at least.
“Come in and have some tea.” You broke the silence, offering a cup of tea in gratitude for him giving back the coat.
Gyutaro froze in place. Go inside and have tea? What kind of sick joke… You can’t have someone like him dirting your floors, especially after giving you that nasty cut, or what he thought was a nasty cut, on a pretty face like yours. “No- no, I’m good, man. My sister’s waiting for me to go back home. Maybe some other day.” He says.
“Okay.” You said, smiling calmly as always, and Gyutaro’s hand rose up to his nape, scratching it in a kind of frustration he can’t even find.
And there he unintentionally created another chance to see you again. Until the long summer days finally came to an end, and winter passed halfway.
“Hey, Gyutaro-kun! Let’s go to the New Years Festival today! Bring Ume-chan with you, please?” You called his name like you always did, asking him to accompany you wherever you go.
“Sure.” He grumbled, different from when you first knew him, different from denial and rejection.
Colorful fireworks exploded into the night sky, creating a beautiful contrast. It was truly the happiest moment of your life, welcoming the new year with good friends, not worrying about a thing in this world, about your parents who never come back home.
But happiness doesn't last. A sound that sounded like fireworks came from the crowd, a person dropped down onto the floor, a crimson red pooled beneath him, and the people around him screamed.
“Someone’s dead!”
“Help!”
“Who did that!?What’s happening!?”
And then everything else was a blur. People were running in all directions as more gunshots went off, and fires started to spread from all the knocked over food stalls. More and more people ended up dead on the floor, and people stepped over anything and everything to escape.
“We have to go!” Gyutaro called your name while holding onto Ume. As he finally got a grasp on your wrist, someone collapsed onto the hem of your kimono.
No way… Why now!?
You panicked and tried to yank out your kimono but your feet already took their steps. Tripping over, someone stepped directly onto your back, knocking the air out of you, before the wooden support post of a nearby food stall collapsed right on top of your lower body. You cried in pain.
“Hurry! Get up!” Gyutaro screamed, yanking you with his hands before trying to lift up the support post.
“I… I can’t…!” Tears pooled in your eyes, “Don’t worry about me, just go. Go back with Ume. I’ll be okay, someone will come soon, to help, I’ll be fine.” You shoved on his hand, “Come back later when you get Ume home, I’ll be fine.”
Gyutaro opened his mouth as if to protest, but watching all the chaos going on, and your pleading eyes. “Okay, wait for me, I’ll be back soon.” Slowly, he let go of your hand, and that was the last time he ever touched your warm hands.
You muffled your sobs with your kimono sleeves as you watched him disappear into the chaos with Ume.
No, don’t leave. It hurts. Don’t leave me alone. Help me. Don’t leave me.
White snow started falling from the sky and the fires died down. Tears dried on your face and your vision started to blur. The snow fell on your body like a white blanket as if the sky was mourning for you.
When Gyutaro returned, all he could find was your already cold and stiff body, his hands shook with fear as they reached for yours. Your empty eyes that were still opened stared into his, cut and bruises littered over your body yet you were still as beautiful as always. His hand gently covered your eyes and brought your eyelids down.
“Didn’t you say you were going to be alright?”
Gyutaro gritted his teeth and his eyes were bloodshot with anger and sadness. His sickle that he brought with him cut down the wooden support post, and he carried your body out and slowly brought you back home. He watched helplessly as your maids cried over your body, and suddenly he wanted to cry too.
He wasn’t there at your funeral. He was scared, afraid. Afraid of those hollow eyes that stared into his, as if your death was all on him, as if you were blaming him for everything that happened.
“She wouldn’t do that.” Ume immediately opposed his thoughts. “She’s the nicest person I’ve ever met! If she didn’t die, she would’ve married you. If you think she hates you, then you’re just speaking ill of her.” Tears pooled in her eyes as she cried to defend you with everything she’s got.
Gyutaro looked down at the tattered and molded tatami he’s sitting on. “I wish I married her.” He simply stated.
Even after becoming a demon and losing all his memories, he always knew that there were once someone in this world who loved him. Even when his head got cut off, he still firmly believes, that you’re still out there somewhere in this world, waiting for him, as young as you were, as loving as you were.
And the next time he opened his eyes, you were right there.
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Something long forgotten
Fandom: Kny / Demon Slayer
Pairing: Gyutaro shabana x OC
Category: Fluff
Cast: Gyutaro, Ume/Daki, Kirin (oc)
Warnings: mentions of starvation and assault (poor gyutaro was an abused boy), mentions eating bugs, vague mentions of courtesan stuff if you squint, vague mentions of hunting humans if you squint, fighting, gyutaro talks and thinks badly of himself, mild pet-names (bunny and stray/stray cat), mentions of burning, vague mentions of pervy thoughts. (Please let me know if there are any others that need to be added)
It happened again. This was the sixth time in the last month and a half that Gyutaro had woken up in an alley from passing out from hunger and the cold that winter brought only to find that some how he had been covered with the same patchwork blanket and what was in his mind practically a feast wrapped in a couple layers of paper and placed carefully at his feet. Initially he thought it was a cruel joke that would be revealed as soon as he reached for the parcel only to have it and the blanket ripped away but now he worried that whoever this trickster was, was playing the long game and trying to trick him into a false sense of security before doing something. It didn't help that he always felt like someone was watching him while he ate or that it always seemed to happen around the same time, the end of the week just before sundown, or now that he thought about it as he decided to dig into the food that had been left (as the last few times it was fine and he was desperately hungry after all) ; that whoever they were always found him even if the places where he happened to fall unconscious were completely random as far as he could tell. He wondered to himself what Ume would have to say about it if he mentioned it to her, he then wondered if maybe it was her doing this. "Hmm no.." he muttered to himself through a mouthful, the last six days when this happened hadn't matched up with his sisters days off and he doubted she would willingly wake up early enough. He vaguely remembered Ume mentioning that it seemed to her that one of her coworkers who was closer to his age; was sweet on him, but he was skeptical, all his life he had been told he was an ugly, stupid, good for nothing so he was fairly certain that his sister was messing with him...again. "Besides shes to pretty to want to be anywhere near someone like me..." he thought to himself, however he couldn't help himself from picturing those pretty indigo eyes that sparkled like jewels and that sugar-sweet smile that always grew on her face while she tended to the flowers she liked to grow on her windowsill, being directed at him instead of her tulips, her long black bangs cutely falling into her face while the rest of her long, fluffy, very soft and silky looking mane was tied back into a manageable ponytail as it often was the few times he had seen her. It took a particularly cold snowflake landing right on his nose to drag Gyutaro out of his daydream. He thought about taking the blanket with him for the sixth time but reminded himself that due to its bright and multicolored pattern it was far to noticeable and thus would make him far too noticeable.
Kirin watched from behind a stack of crates as the handsome boy she had developed a massive crush on, gathered the rest of the food she left for him, stood and went on his way to check on his sister and her dear friend Ume. Once he was out of sight she moved from her hiding place, gathered up the blanket she had covered him with and hurried to continue her errands, blushing all the while. Kirin knew that Ume had long caught onto the fact that she had a crush on her brother as she was terrible at hiding it, but she wasn't surprised that he didn't believe his sister when she told him, people were irrationally cruel to him after all. "They're just jealous because hes more beautiful inside and out than all of them put together" she thought to herself as she paid for the last of the weeks groceries. She would be lying if she said she hadn't been watching him every chance she got, she couldn't help it if her eyes were drawn to him like a moth to a lantern but through her observation she learned quite a bit about him, with Ume's help of course. For example, how he always acted so big and tough around everyone else but when he was with his sister he was a real sweetheart, or how he was smarter and stronger than anyone gave him credit for. She always watched his fights due to Ume coming to her to complain about another scumbag only giving her part of what shes owed before going to tell her brother. She looked at the basket she was using to carry her groceries as well as the blanket and thought to buy a needle and thread to continue adding to the blanket. Counting her leftover yen she found that she had enough for that with some to spare. Giving Gyutaro food and covering him with a blanket when she could was her idea once she found out that he was worse off than even the local stray cats but Ume did help occasionally if she asked what parts of the previous meals she gave him he had liked. "I wonder why people cant see him how i do?" Kirin wondered to herself as she quietly scurried through the house door and up to her room, despite knowing the answer already. Unfortunately the depth that most people around here viewed each other at was only skin deep, which was in her opinion; extremely annoying at the least. She was just glad that she only played the instruments and cleaned or mended whatever needed to be cleaned or mended instead of doing the ACTUAL "entertaining" so that she didn't have to deal with judgmental people and had time for other projects.
Gyutaro hid while he waited in the alleyway for his sister to wake up and come down. He then heard a feminine voice drifting out from the small balcony above him, they were humming some tune as they went about their business. He could tell it wasn't Ume, it wasn't shrill enough so he looked up and felt his entire face go bright red when he looked up to find that he was looking up at Ume's friend Kirin's balcony while she was in her more private clothes. He quickly looked down and put his hand over his mouth to keep himself from making any noise and getting caught, he felt his entire body go red hot and his heart was beating so hard and fast he worried that she would hear it, not hearing the stone he had accidentally kicked into the wall behind him. Thats when he smelled it drifting out of her window, that same scent from almost an hour ago when he opened the parcel that was left..."no way, that has to be a coincidence" he thought to himself as he heard Kirin go back into her room leaving the door ajar. Climbing halfway up a somewhat suspiciously stair-shaped pile of upside-down crates near the balcony, he peaked onto the balcony to see what she was doing outside when it was so cold out, where he found a small wash bucket that was steaming with warm water, a wash board, a simple glass bottle that was presumably full of soap, a spool of thread with a needle stuck into the threads and a small pile of assorted fabric scraps. He was beginning to wonder what it was she was cleaning and mending when he heard a quiet knock on her room door. He was about to scurry back down the makeshift steps while she was answering the door when he heard her talking to his sister and letting her into her room. He pressed his face to the wall under the window trying to listen in.
"Ah Ume, your just in time, i just finished making some breakfast if your interested" Kirin said with a smile as the younger girl entered her room. "Yes please thank you" Ume replied as she perched herself on one of the multiple cushions Kirin had scattered around the room, all of which were handmade by Kirin whom had a habit of keeping any scrap fabric she had left over from mending everyones outfits and turning them into patchwork pillows and blankets most of which were also scattered around her room. A design choice that was rather...uncommon? Unconventional? Either way she seemed to like it as far as Ume could tell. "She likes a lot of unconventional things so i guess it makes sense" Ume thought to herself. "So how'd it go, was it in person this time?" She asked excitedly. She nearly facepalmed at Kirin's sheepish expression as she replied "No...I chickened out.." "Was he asleep again?" "Yes, I didn't want to wake him since he works so hard". Ume watched as Kirin handed her her breakfast before grabbing the teapot from the fire place, two cups, her breakfast and sitting down opposite her. After a couple minutes of quietly eating, Ume broke the peaceful silence after finishing. "He's probably going to have another fight before sundown, some rich prick only gave me a quarter of the cost", "speaking of your brother I'm pretty sure he's waiting for you outside". Ume quickly stood to leave, and walked to the balcony knowing what Kirin meant, but Kirin made her pause when she said "Could you please let him know that I have plenty of fabric and I could repair his clothes if he wants...". Ume jokingly rolled her eyes and replied "well since you asked nicely I may as well" before opening the door and stepping out.
Gyutaro scurried down the makeshift steps when he heard his sister walking toward the balcony door. While he could barely hear most of their conversation he did catch the tail end of it. "Shit she did hear me! Does this mean I need to find a new hiding place?!?" He mentally screamed at himself. He felt a pang of fear, he knew what would happen to him if someone caught him staring and snitched, He'd be tied up and burned to death. But then again, some part of him wanted to make himself known to her. He just managed to calm his racing heart and stop blushing when Ume got to the bottom of the makeshift steps and approached him. He heard Kirin carry the wash bucket and everything else back inside, and continue going about her business. "You are so lucky it was just Kirin that heard you" he heard Ume say sounding relieved once she got close, "She won't snitch?" "No, by the way she offered to do us both a favor and repair your clothes if you didn't mind" "erm..what im i supposed to wear while she does that" "i dont know maybe she'd let you borrow something" "i dunno, i'll..think about it". Gyutaro blushed and nervously scratched at his face to try to keep his mind from wandering off to less appropriate places "...anyway anything you need me to do?" Ume sighed and rolled her eyes "yeah some rich prick only gave me quarter of what he was supposed to". Gyutaro listened as his sister described the bastard that didn't fully pay her, but he couldn't help but hear the light creaking from the balcony above and briefly wondered if Kirin was up there.
As Kirin not so subtly listened in on the siblings conversation while continuing to add onto patchwork blanket she recognized the patron Ume was describing. He was, as the house mother called him; a "problem client" and had been snubbing the other girls too and had to have other debt collectors called on him even though while he wasn't quite rich he was certainly better off than most others around here. She sewed the scrap of fabric she was working on into a pattern she had been working on and smiled softly when she overheard Gyutaro telling his sister about how he had woken up with a blanket draped over him and a parcel of food at his feet again and Ume swore it was because a certain someone was looking out for him. She wondered if someone who was as pretty as he was would even be attracted to someone as plain and unattractive as she was. As she continued sewing her mind wandered back to an earlier part of their conversation. "What WOULD I do if he did except my offer and wanted to cover up while i mended his clothing...maybe he would like a bath??? No that would be rude to offer wouldn't it...hmm I think i have a spare sleeping yukata if he wouldn't mind that its meant for a girl..or maybe some of brothers spare clothes" she thought to herself, only barely acknowledging the fact that she had accidentally sewn the skin of the tip of her thumb to the blanket, quickly jerking her hand so the thread would tear through the thin layer of skin that had been caught before continuing, the siblings conversation becoming a quiet droning that faded into the background while her mind continued to wander. She had an twin brother who acted as her debt collector, though he rarely came around any more since most people have the sense of mind to pay the ladies with the instrument's that could be used as an improvised weapon; whatever they were owed without trouble. She wondered how her brother was doing, surely he was busy doing his own things but she did miss him...she wondered if he and Gyutaro knew each-other and what they thought of each-other if they did talk to each-other, she might ask once she figured out how to talk to him without stuttering. She would often talk to or more accurately at Gyutaro while he was resting and scurry away out of sight due to shyness once he started to stir and even then she would blush and stutter like crazy.
"Heres an idea how about next week you try to not pass out but pretend that you did and catch them whenever they come to find you" Ume suggested in a whisper while Gyutaro desperately tried and failed to not be distracted by the idea of looking up at the balcony and potentially seeing what he is pretty sure he almost saw earlier. "Eh? That's actually a pretty good idea" Gyutaro was surprised that his sister who usually wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed; came up with the idea before he did. Although he did notice that he was rather distracted today. He heard his sister sigh and then say "Kirin you really aren't as sneaky as you think you are" followed by a surprised squeak which was then followed by a sheepish sounding giggle coming from the balcony. He then heard a set of quiet footsteps coming down the makeshift stairs. Then there she was standing in front of him, those pretty indigo eyes landing on him and he could feel his heart beginning to race again.
Kirin was caught off guard when she heard Ume call out to her as she had almost completely zoned out while sewing. But as she came down the makeshift stairs she could feel herself starting to blush as Gyutaro's pretty ocean blue eyes fell on her. She felt her heart beginning to pound against her chest, and heard Ume ask her something along the lines of "did you want something". She nodded to Ume, turned back to Gyutaro and shyly stuttered out "i-i just wanted to wish you luck for later today, that particular client has been pretty rough from what I've heard" while her fingers fidgeted with the end of her ponytail. She blushed even brighter when she saw Ume give her brother that all to familiar look of "i told you so" which then to her surprise made him turn away while blushing. She heard him rumble out a quick "thanks i guess". And then Ume decided that now would be an opportune moment to start teasing Kirin "Ooooh what are you blushing about kiiiiriiiiiin", "I dont know what you're talking about ume", "really? because i think you do", "n-nope definitely not blushing i have no idea what you're talking about at all" Kirin denied while trying to hide her blushing face behind her ponytail.
Gyutaro had to force himself to look away, he wasn't sure what the heck was going on with him, he couldn't stop staring at Kirin and was desperately but horribly failing at trying not to imagine...certain things, despite knowing that his fantasies were impossible but something about her was almost hypnotizing. He had to at-least try to keep up what little reputation he had even if it was just her. He began anxiously scratching at his face again while trying to decide if and when he should take her up on her offer and if he thought she was even remotely trustworthy enough to mend his clothing without screwing him over even if it was worn thin and in desperate need of repair in some areas. He wondered if she would allow him to sneak a quick bath and borrow something to cover himself with while she mended his clothes if he did accept her offer. He noticed that thankfully Kirin was distracted with Ume's teasing for the moment and didn't see him scratching. He decided to that it was time for him to leave before more people started showing up in this area. He hesitantly bid the pair farewell and scurried further into the maze of alleyways.
Two hours later Kirin was watching Gyutaro have to fight the problem-client in order to get what was owed; from the crowd of people that had stopped to watch. She was not surprised to find that most of the other observers were other courtesans as it had traveled through the grapevine that Ume had to deal with this client and this client never seemed to learn. While it was pretty clear that Gyutaro was going to win this fight and go about collecting what was owed, Kirin had to give credit where credit was due this client is stubborn and did get a couple hits in but if anything that was just making Gyutaro mad, especially when the client started spewing insults. Kirin felt herself getting angry and almost stepped in to give the client a piece of her mind when she heard Gyutaro start that oddly attractive and contagious manic giggling. "Now he's really done for..." she muttered to herself trying not to giggle. "Oh well, his funeral" came Ume's voice from next to her and she felt her shrug. Finally the client hit the ground wheezing for breath and Gyutaro looked up grinning mischievously, spotting her and his sister in the crowd.
When Gyutaro looked up and grinned as a way of intimidating those in the crowd, he spotted Ume and Kirin standing side by side, evidently having watched the whole fight. This brought a faint blush to his cheeks. Gyutaro gave a wide, toothy grin, crouched in-front of the client and snarled "you're lucky I'm in a good mood today otherwise this would have ended far worse for you" before snatching the mans purse, standing, fake-charging the man with a challenging grin which sent the man scrambling backwards into the nearest building and approached his sister and her friend as the crowd dispersed some laughing, others dropping harsh comments but at the moment he didn't care. Once he regrouped with his sister and her friend, the three started making their way back to the alleyway under Kirin's balcony and Kirin started checking his few injuries. "Calm down it's just a few scratches and bruises, they wont even scar" he mumbled once they were safely under her balcony, ignoring the pain as he tried to get Kirin to stop looking at the minor wounds with such a concerned face while Ume giggled and quietly teased her. They were nothing compared to the worst injuries he'd survived but evidently to her they looked bad. Then he saw her hand reaching for the side of his face with the birthmark. On instinct he raised his hand to swat hers away, but his mind went completely blank, his eyes went wide, his mouth ran dry and he froze when he felt her soft hand gently caressing his face, his arm falling limply back to his side. There was a slight twinge of pain as she gently ran her thumb across his cheek to his nose but that was most likely from when the rich prick had just barely clipped his cheek when he missed a punch earlier, since it felt like she was being as gentle as she was with her flowers. He could feel himself blushing in more ways than one and he didn't know what to do, did he push her hand away?, did he lean into her hand?, did he just let it happen?, he wanted to flick his eyes over to Ume for help but he was trapped by Kirin's eyes and quickly getting lost in them. Kirin was saying something, was she asking him something? He could barely hear her over the rapid pounding of his heart that made his chest feel like it was about to explode.
Kirin spotted Gyutaro's face start turning red and his wider than usual eyes lock onto hers but he didn't look mad, if anything he looked confused and alarmed by her touching his face. "Are you okay? That doesn't hurt does it?" She asked. Since he didn't answer she was about to pull her hand away when much to her surprise Gyutaro practically melted into her touch after a moment, nuzzling against her hand. And were those tears welling in his eyes? "He's tearing up, Am I the first person besides Ume to be this gentle with him?" She wondered to herself as she gently took his hand and lead both him and Ume up the makeshift stairs and into her room so she could tend to his wounds. She knew that they would be the only ones in there because everyone, even the house mother learned long ago that unless they wanted to deal with a "temper tantrum" on par with that of a raging wild boar they knocked before entering and didn't enter unless they received her permission mainly because she didn't like other people barging in and either interrupting what she was doing or messing with her stuff and besides she may not have been an Oiran she certainly had the seniority. She carefully sat Gyutaro down on one of the cushions and went to find the bandage roll she kept on hand and something cold to help with the bruising, leaving him to sit beside his sister as she rifled around looking for her unfortunately limited medical supplies.
As Gyutaro sat on the cushion, still lost in a daydream; he decided that for now he would trust Kirin. Only Kirin besides his sister, and only a little, only enough to tend to his wounds and fix his clothes without screwing him over...and maybe allow himself to be a little selfish with her attention. He still wasn't sure if she was only doing this as a favor to Ume or if she was actually being nice to him because she wanted to, part of him was fairly certain that it was the former but another achingly hoped it was the later. "Hellooooo big brother, you still awake over there?" He heard Ume ask as she waved her hand in front of his eyes "Eh? Oh yeah I am" he answered. "So are you going to take her up on her offer?" Ume asked him, "Maybe...probably...I'm not sure yet..." "you may as well since its her day off and your already here, maybe she'll let you sneak a bath in while your at it". Gyutaro was intrigued by that last comment, "so it was Kirin's day off eh? Interesting.." he thought to himself. As he observed his surroundings, more specifically the colorful, individually unique patchwork pattern of the cushions and blankets scattered around the room an idea started to put itself together in his mind, maybe his sister was right but he wasn't quite convinced yet. "You think she would let me?" He finally asked nervously scratching his face, "Yeah probably" Ume replied with a shrug. He faintly heard Kirin rummaging around in her bathroom, presumably looking for bandages.
As Kirin returned with the bandages, a clean rag, a bowl of warm water, a small jar of medicinal salve for the scratches and a few small glass jars packed full with snow; she noticed Gyutaro fiddling with the fraying collar of his rather tattered kimono and Ume was looking out at the balcony seeming bored. Before she could start tending to his wounds, Gyutaro spoke up "Kirin..I think I'll take you up on your offer to fix my clothing" "Oh? Good, I'm happy to help" "...would it be alright if I used your bath while you fixed it?...so its easier to keep the scratches clean..." "S-sure, I also have some spare clothing you can wear if you like". Kirin felt herself starting to blush again. "Well, it's almost time for me to start getting ready for tonight anyway so I'll see you two later" Ume announced as she stood and Kirin watched as she scurried to the door while trying to hide a mischievous smirk. Out of the corner of her eye Kirin spotted Gyutaros cheeks starting to redden and look a bit sheepish as he stuttered out "O-okay, s-see you Ume" as his sister closed the door behind her and left them alone. Kirin gently took hold of his left arm where the hopefully former client, scratched him pretty badly and made him bleed, took the rag in her other hand, soaked up some of the warm water with it and gently dabbed at the scratches. She continued until all of the scratches were at least rinsed off despite Gyutaro's occasional wiggling and then stood and explained "I'm going to get the water ready for you" as she returned to the bathroom.
It felt like his heart was in his throat, trying to escape and tell Kirin exactly how he felt about her. Gyutaro barely noticed the light stinging sensation as she carefully cleaned his wounds and had to stop himself from reaching after her when she stood and explained she was going to get his bath ready. To say his mind was wandering into thoughts of his own selfish temptations would be an understatement though he was quickly distracted. "Besides she's willing to tow the line, may as well see how far i can get her to take it..." he thought to himself when he felt himself starting to get hungry again. He watched her as she re-entered the room and was about to speak his mind when she spoke first, almost like she had read his mind she asked still smiling that sweet smile "The water is ready, are you hungry? I can make something for you to eat after your bath". "If you really don't mind i would appreciate it..." Gyutaro replied a little surprised, "what the-? Can she read my mind or something?" He thought to himself as he warily stood and entered the bathroom, closing the door behind him; where he did indeed find a warm bath and a clean, folded kimono ready for him. As he undressed Gyutaro almost suspected some kind of sneak attack or something, everything was going way to well for him not to be suspicious. He opened the door a crack and passed his well worn clothes to Kirin before sliding it shut once more. The warm water felt so good against his cold skin as he sank into the bath keeping just his eyes and nose above the water. He could hear Kirin humming a soft melody as she went about either mending his clothes or cooking, and he had to pinch himself and check his own pulse in order to firstly make sure he wasn't dreaming and secondly make sure he hadn't died earlier and somehow been pitiful enough to end up in a good afterlife. Much to his surprise he was in fact still awake and alive. He decided he may as well get fully cleaned off and make use of the assorted soap bars and bottles that were neatly organized and labeled by use at the edge of the tub, also oddly enough made by Kirin according to the carvings in the top of the soaps and written on papers that were tied around the bottles along with the scents.
Kirin hummed a tune she had been getting requests for the last few days and had gotten stuck in her head as she worked. She was sewing while cooking at the same time, one hand sewing up holes off to the side while the other added ingredients to and stirred the ramen she was cooking. As soon as she finished cooking she set her sewing down, moved the pot off the heat and off to the side so it would stay warm and then moved the teapot over the heat. She then stood and decided to check on Gyutaro. She slid the door open a crack and knocked on the frame "would you like any help washing you hair?" she asked. She then peaked in and had to stop her self from giggling when she saw the mass of bubbles that Gyutaro was hiding in, but she couldn't hide the smile that grew in the giggles place. Gyutaro thought for a moment before poking the rest of his face out of the water and answering her "if you want to, you don't have to...", So in she came trying her hardest to not practically skip to the side of the tub. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed him quickly and precisely pull a flea from his shoulder and eat it almost as if reminding it that it wasn't time for him to be its dinner quite yet. She decided not to say anything about it as it didn't really bother her since she had seen higher class people than either of them do far weirder and Ume had mentioned some time ago that he often had to eat insects because he usually couldn't get much of anything else besides rodents and the occasional snake. She gently untied his "wolf-tail", opened one of the bottles of hair soap that was scented with tulips which she felt fit him nicely and helped him wash his hair.
Gyutaro nearly whined, Kirin's fingers gently detangling the rather unruly knots and washing his hair felt so good and he couldn't stop himself from leaning into her touch, not that he wanted to. He felt so unworthy of her kindness and part of him wanted to hide so he didn't ruin her but at the same time he wanted to be selfish and take as much as he can get. He eagerly decided on the later. However he quickly forced himself to focus on actually washing himself to prevent his mind from wandering, grateful for the bubbles hiding the waters clear surface. Although he was curious whose spare clothes she was letting him borrow, since it was a mans kimono. "Could be a suitors that got left behind..but just in case..." he thought to himself before speaking up, "Kirin, just out of curiosity whose kimono is that?" He hesitantly asked pointing to the folded kimono she set out for him while trying not to move his head so she didn't yank his hair. "Eh? Oh thats my twin brother's, he's my debt collector and he left some here just in case he needed to change clothing if he got into a fight, but since people have the sense to properly pay those of us who play instruments he only comes around to check on me once a month.." she explains from behind him. Gyutaro thought quietly for a while, he doesn't really know any of the rest of the debt collectors for this house, only ever occasionally seeing them in passing since most of them were older men who unlike him had lives outside of caring for whoever the young woman they collected for was, and he hadn't seen another debt collector his age in months and even then it was only for a brief moment where the other had finished collecting what was due across the street from him before quickly vanishing into the maze of alleyways. "I guess i just haven't met him yet..." he muttered quietly into the bubbles, eyeing the very soft and clean looking forest green kimono.
Kirin continued gently massaging the hair soap into Gyutaro's hair and scalp, occasionally detangling twigs, leaves, thorns and burrs from his curly locks and plucking and swiftly crushing any fleas and ticks that she found. She smiled softly as he once again nuzzled into her hand as she grabbed a comb from the side of the tub and gently combed the dead skin out of his hair with her free hand. She watched as Gyutaro used a sponge that was next to the soaps to wash himself, although he seemed to be distracted by the bubbles. She started to smell the tea she put on, "Smells like the tea is ready, I'm going to get everything ready, alright?" she informed him as she carefully removed her hands from his hair and washed the soap off of them in the water. "Alright I'll be out soon.." Gyutaro replied as she exited the bathroom. Kirin gently shut the door behind her and padded over to the teapot, removed it from the heat and set everything up on the low table in the middle of the room after giving the first pour of tea to the tea-pet. Once everything was set she went about continuing to repair Gyutaro's clothing and her mind started to wander into less appropriate areas despite her best efforts. "What would Ume think if you and her brother actually started seeing each-other" she mentally scolded herself very nearly forgetting that Ume had been encouraging her to say something. She decided to quickly embroider a small tulip into collar, a more subtle hint to her feelings for him to be sure but a hint nonetheless as according to her book on the language of flowers tulips represent a deep, unconditional love for someone. She heard Gyutaro climb out of the bath after a short while and she was nearly finished making repairs.
As he dried himself off with a towel Kirin had set out, Gyutaro felt himself being torn between very badly wanting to trust Kirin and allowing himself to let her get closer to him and being terrified that this would all go horribly wrong and wanting to run as far as he can and hide. On one hand if he stayed he was terrified he would be an idiot and get fooled into his own demise somehow, on the other hand if he fled he worried he would be an idiot and a coward who missed out on an all to tempting opportunity. But as soon as he put the kimono on, all thoughts of running were pushed to the deepest, furthest part of his mind for the time being. The kimono was unbelievably soft and cool against his water-warmed skin, and it faintly smelled like wildflowers. His urge to stay for at-least a little longer was only encouraged further by the fact that he could smell the tea and food Kirin had been preparing and he could hear her quietly humming to herself again as she continued sewing. Gyutaro thought to himself "i guess it won't hurt to trust her a little more". He quickly finished putting on the kimono and re-entered Kirin's room where he found her patiently waiting at a low table in the middle of the room, finishing up the last couple of stitches which near seamlessly closed up a hole in the side of his kimono's sleeve from an attempted snake bite. He was definitely feeling out of his element.
After sharing a meal, cleaning and dressing his injuries, insisting on washing Gyutaro's usual kimono, and having to hide him in her closet for a couple minutes because the house mother dropped off a kimono for her to fix the following evening, Kirin handed Gyutaro his now mended, washed and dried kimono. She was tempted to ask him to stay the night since the sun had set hours ago and as everyone knew traveling at night wasn't safe especially traveling alone for a multitude of reasons, demons and other hungry predators being only two of them, however Gyutaro insisted on heading home after he changed back into his kimono and denied her offer to walk him home reminding her "I don't want to risk getting caught here and you would be in far more danger walking back by yourself than i would be walking home by myself." "Okay.." she sighed begrudgingly, Kirin knew he was probably right but she wanted to at-least try. "Please be safe." She requested after walking him down the makeshift stairs, feeling herself beginning to blush slightly. "I will, i will" Gyutaro replied before casually shoo-ing Kirin back up the makeshift stairs and taking off into the shadows of the night once she was safely inside and watching him leave from her window.
A week later; Gyutaro felt himself getting tired and dizzy. It had only gotten colder and harder to find anything edible so he hadn't eaten at all since the week before. Earlier that day he finally noticed the tulip that kirin embroidered into his kimono but thought nothing of it except maybe Kirin put it there as a reminder of something? Whatever it was it was probably important. He knew the alleyway he was in was somewhere close to the house where Kirin and Ume worked, but at the same time he was aware that if he tried to continue any further he would pass out in the middle of the road. He tucked himself into a corner between a fence, the wall of a building and a long discarded barrel, trying to curl his limbs in as close to himself as he could so they didn't freeze and shivered quietly. He couldn't help but be jealous of those in their area of the entertainment district who had a house that could at-least somewhat reliably keep out the cold and could afford to eat anything more than a few beetles or the occasional rodent and more than maybe four times a month. He quietly grumbled to himself as he drifted into a dreamless sleep despite his foggy mind yelling at him to stay awake and catch whoever it was that kept leaving the parcels and blanket. However it was only a short while later when he was awoken by the unfortunately all to familiar feeling of a cold, hard stone being thrown at his side. His eyes snapped open and looked to where the stone was thrown from only to be met with a rather cruel looking crowd. This was no place to get himself into a fight especially with this big of a mob, so as quick as he could he hauled himself up over the fence and bolted out in the direction of the main road with the mob in hot pursuit.
Kirin had just left the house and begun her errands, her basket with the blanket and parcel in hand. Her thoughts wandered to Gyutaro, she hoped he was alright despite the weather only growing colder and the rest of the animals that hadn't already going into hibernation for the winter. She decided to grab some warming tea, some sweets and extra ingredients incase she got the chance to invite him to spend the evening with her again. But then she heard a commotion, initially she thought one of the local cats had stolen their meal from one of the other stalls and now a mob of riled up idiots was trying to catch the poor thing, but when she turned around and spotted the familiar figure being chased she realized she was only half right and started visibly fuming as she stormed over to the crowd that quickly caught up with Gyutaro as he had accidentally trapped himself on a very large and very slick patch of sheer ice and was barely able to regain his footing.
Gyutaro saw the woman's arm reach back, stone in hand and covered his face with his arms knowing what would come next. But the stone never reached him, "did she miss?" He wondered to himself. He looked up to find that the older woman hadn't quite missed, rather the stone she threw had been caught last second by none other than Kirin who looked absolutely furious. He stood and watched like a deer caught in a lanterns light as Kirin reared back with literal steam coming off of her exposed skin and threw the rock into the ground at the woman's feet hard enough to make the stone shatter into tiny pieces and make a small dent in the old dirt road which sent the older woman, a couple others who also had stones and several onlookers running. Once they were alone Gyutaro decided to speak up, "thank you...but how did you-?" He allowed his question to hang in the air. "Eh? Oh that rock was obsidian, its easy to break but it still would have hurt if it hit you" Kirin answered what she was pretty sure he was asking about. "Good to know..." he muttered to himself as he tried to give himself enough momentum to slide himself off the ice with what little energy he had left. Then he felt Kirin gently take hold of his arm and guide him off of the ice telling him "Take slow, steady steps otherwise you will slip and hurt yourself". However as soon as he was off the ice, he spotted that familiar blanket and a familiarly wrapped parcel in her basket and his head started to spin and quickly after he passed out due to a combination of surprise, cold, low energy and an adrenaline crash. When he next awoke he found himself back in Kirin's room, bundled up in multiple patchwork blankets, a fire going, warm bean-bags under his feet, Ume watching from nearby and Kirin finishing making tea and what looked like udon and the parcel that he guessed she made for him off to the side of the fire to be kept warm. "Brother! Are you okay?!? Don't scare me and kirin like that we were worried sick!" He heard Ume scold him while wrapping her arms tightly around his bundled form. He would have hugged his sister back were his arms not trapped under about three blankets and his sisters arms.
As soon as she put the cooking utensils down, Kirin also darted over to hug Gyutaro out of relief that he was okay. "Thank the gods you're alright" she murmured as she held him. "So it was you thats been feeding me and keeping me warm this whole time eh?" She heard Gyutaro ask as he seemed to try to hide a smirk. "Yes it was me, I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner I didn't want to wake you up since you work so hard". "Kirin the tea" "eh? Oh yes the tea and udon, one moment". Kirin gently released Gyutaro from the hug and scurried to serve the tea and udon that had finished cooking and she could already hear Ume going "I told you so".
And so it continued like this for the entire next year; Gyutaro stopping by whenever he knew Ume and Kirin available, staying long into the nights that Kirin and Ume had off, and often times accidentally sleeping over in Kirin's closet where she had set up a hidden bed for him, during this time Kirin had inadvertently nicknamed Gyutaro as her "stray cat" or her "stray" for short one day when the house mother decided to check on some sewing when Kirin thought he was out and asked about the extra bowls and Kirin told her that she was feeding one of the local stray cats, which made Gyutaro giggle from inside the closet after the house mother left and in turn he decided to nickname her his "bunny" as a playful jab at how sweet she was and how feisty she could be. Kirin and her room had become a sort of safe haven for the siblings, until one night the following winter when a customer decided to assault Ume who retaliated and in self defense and in defense of her brothers honor, stabbed the customer in the eye with her hair pin and as punishment for defending herself against a samurai was forced outside to be burned. Kirin tried to stop them from dragging Ume away and put up a good fight but the house mother's husband knocked her out and left her tied in her closet for a few days. And though she didn't see the siblings again after that night she did not believe they were dead as their bodies were never found and something told her that they were still somehow alive somewhere. She never stopped looking until she disappeared without a trace of her ever existing in the first place four years later, after a familiar figure spotted her and remembered something he had long forgotten.
Four years had past since he almost lost everything. Four years since Gyutaro and his much loved sister Daki had become demons. And for the last two years especially around winter time something had been nagging at the back of his mind that he was forgetting something, that is until he heard a strangely familiar voice humming while he was out wandering around after his sister decided that she wanted to attempt hunting on her own. The area he had wandered into a few times now felt oddly familiar so he thought that if he was going to try to get to the bottom of the odd feeling it would be the best place to start. Leaping quickly across the rooftops quiet as a prowling cat he followed the sound curiously. Eventually he found the source of the sound, a woman roughly the age he was when he turned was on an oddly familiar balcony and as she hummed she watered a small barrel of tulips that hung off her windowsill. He watched her curiously, something about her felt very familiar, similar to the scrap of fabric which had a small tulip embroidered into it that had previously been part of his old kimono's collar, which he had traded for the pants he wore now but something about that little embroidered flower felt important. He pulled the small scrap of fabric out of a pocket in his pants and looked at it, and then at the woman, and repeated the motion until something clicked in his brain and a name clawed its way to the forefront of his mind. "Kirin...Wait-" he thought to himself before memories started trickling in,he knows her or he did before he turned and she was kind to him and his sister, "she was the only one...who cared about us..."
Kirin finished tending to her tulips and went back inside to the same old room, in the same old building. She had never left, not that she really wanted to though she could, this room held so many memories she wasn't ready to leave in the past yet. She was still looking for her missing friends every evening before work and long into the night on her days off armed with a bottle of strong wisteria perfume ready to be spritzed at any demon who sought trouble. She also wanted to stay incase they did come back so they didn't come looking for her only to find that she wasn't there. She had just plopped herself down on her futon to read when she heard the creaking shift of her balcony door opening and then quickly closing. She looked up to find a familiar face peering at her from just outside of her candles light.
Gyutaro watched as Kirin slipped a bookmark between two pages and set down the book she was reading before carefully standing almost as if she was worried the he would vanish as soon as she got to close or that she would scare him away, a thought that was honestly funny to him now. He listened as she regained her ability to speak. "Gyutaro? Is that really you?" , "Its really me Kirin". Gyutaro was shocked when he felt Kirin leap over the table, dart over, practically tackle him into a bear hug and nearly knock him off his feet almost as fast as he could move himself despite him being a demon and her only being human. "Gyutaro Shabana do you have any idea how worried I've been?!? I have been looking for you and Ume everywhere, every basement, attic and alleyway, every river bank, and every part of the forest where on earth have you been?!?" he heard Kirin howl as she cried with joy, the tiniest bit of anger, relief and concern. As he felt tears of relief start streaming down her face and onto his chest he carefully hugged her back reminding himself that now for him at-least, she was almost as fragile as the obsidian stone she shattered in his defense years ago. "I-...I'm a demon now Kirin..." It would have to come out eventually so he may as well just come right out and say it, especially since it did kind of explain why he had disappeared for the last four years. When she looked up at him he looked away starting to regret saying anything at all. He waited for her to scream, to push him away, scold him, insult him, attack him, SOMETHING. Instead she dove back into the hug, holding him closer and exclaimed "I don't care! You're here, you're safe and you're still you, thats all that matters to me..". To say he was relieved that she hadn't changed a bit would be a massive understatement.
Kirin could feel her heart swell, she was ecstatic that Gyutaro was alright. So he was a demon now, so what? All that mattered to her was that he was alive, well and still himself. She felt tears leaking from her eyes but she didn't care, they were happy tears. "I really missed you Gyutaro, i was so, so worried that I would never see you again...because before you left the last time i saw you i was trying to tell you that i love you", "ya know somethin Kirin, Me too but you". She felt him hug her ever so slightly tighter and nuzzled up against his chest. It didn't take long before she started on the questions that were darting around her mind, how he was, how his sister was, where they had been, what they had been up to, what being a demon was like and so on. Its safe to say that they spent the next hour catching up. Kirin decided that she didn't want to lose either of the siblings again, so despite feeling and looking quite sheepish she had to ask "Gyutaro...can I come with you? I don't want to lose you again...". She heard him giggle "aw come on now, how am I supposed to say no to that cute face of yours-". Kirin felt him tilt her face up to look at him and his pretty peridot green and golden yellow eyes as she started to blush and he shyly kissed her on the cheek. "-I thought you'd never ask". Almost an hour later all of Kirin's belongings were packed into a bag that was made of two blankets tied together at the corners though she wasn't quite sure how they pulled it off, and they were now setting up a pillow and blanket pile in Gyutaro and Ume's underground burrow which as Kirin found out was where Gyutaro spent most of his time when he and Ume weren't out hunting.
Gyutaro smirked as he got a rather mischievous idea in his head and quietly crouched behind the pile of pillows, waiting for an opening. "Alright I think its done" he heard Kirin announce triumphantly and replied "perfect" as he playfully pounced on her while giggling and brought her down on-top of the pile of pillows and blankets, barely using any of his strength so he didn't accidentally break her. Her all to familiar surprised squeak which was quickly followed by giggling only made him giggle more, "gotcha my precious bunny" he cackled as she quickly sprung her own trap and wrapped her limbs around him leaving only his arms free and giggled "got you back, my pretty stray". Gyutaro opened his mouth to correct her and remind her that he disagreed and that he wasn't pretty, but after a moment he closed it again and smirked. "Shes so stubborn so theres no point in trying to convince her otherwise" he thought to himself as he wrapped his arms around her, figuring he would be there for a while as he noticed her dosing off while pressing soft kisses against his birthmarks and felt himself getting a bit sleepy. "Maybe i could ask lord douma for a favor and make her a demon too so I can't lose her..." Gyutaro thinks to himself as he drifts off into a fitful sleep.
A few hours later Daki returned to the burrow from a successful hunt since her dear brother hadn't met up with her as he usually did when they separated ways while hunting. They were working on a system where she could be in her new room at a higher class entertainment house for the majority of the time and this would be where they stored most of their live prey. Daki surveyed the large burrow and found that in what had previously been the cleanest part of it was now a large pile pillows and blankets made with a familiar patchwork pattern as well as her brother and her old friend Kirin curled up together and sound asleep.
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Daki's Death AU
This is an AU I made myself,
( Anyone wanting to use this AU for their own stories, please credit me. )
( My writing isn't the best so constructive criticism would be appreciated. Also, the characters may seem a little ooc, but I assure you its because of the situation and nothing else. )
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( Today )
I sit in my room, in a chair, looking into the full body mirror in front of me. The only light in the room coming from two lanterns. I Brush my hair while smiling, humming a soft random tune to a song that doesn't exist. It was morning; therefore, I shouldn't leave my room, I usually don't; and when I do its only for certain purposes.
I go to my drawer, grabbing multiple hair pins, and a hair tie, as well as a small black container containing red lipstick. Of course I don't need a lot of makeup, I'm all naturally pretty, but there's nothing wrong with adding some extra colour to my lips.
Looking back into the mirror, I put my hair in a bun and add in the pins, as well as adding on the lipstick. I smile, "I'm perfect." I say only above a whisper. "That you are...now go and find that human, of course consume her if needed, it should be no harder than usual...good luck.." A voice inside of me says. Its Gyutaro, my brother. "Of course, I don't need your luck though, It'll be just as you said, no harder than usual." I whisper to him.
I leave my room, walking down many hallways, multiple greetings from different peoples. I finally make it to the girl's room. I open the long curtain that was her door, "Matsu-Chan...May I come in?" I ask sternly. The girl looks up at me as she was on her knees putting things away in her drawer, her face held no emotion but the a small smile was there. "Yes, Warabihime, sit wherever you like" She says. I come inside closing the curtain behind me. I have to be careful, if this girl really is a demon slayer, all she'd have to do is open those curtains and I'm done for. Wait? What am I thinking, this weak bitch can't do shit to me.
"I understand we got off on the wrong foot so I'd like to apologize. " I say, putting on a fake closed eyed smile. "No worries, its fine." She says. I raise an eyebrow, it'd seem almost like she was bending slightly over the items in front of her and she was turned the opposite way from me, I couldn't quite see the objects. Is she hiding something? I walk over closer to Matsu-Chan, she turns around, still sitting, the items to her back. "Would you like some help Matsu?" I ask, glaring at her in a harsh manner. "That won't be needed but thank you." Matsu says, her eyes holding still no emotion to them as she looked at me with a small smile. "Hah, so...you're a demon slayer, aren't you? No need to hide it, or are you just some sort of spy? Hm?" I say, a huge smile on my face as a flower-patterned Obi extracts itself from my body and quickly tying itself around matsu, her mouth being covered as well as bounding her legs and arms, holding her in the air. I now take a look at the objects, "Wow really? A sword?" I giggled.
The girl's eyes widen as she lets out a loud but muffled yell, i tighten my Obi around her neck. "Shut up. I'll kill you if-" I start, next things I now multiple people break into the room through the windows, my eyes widen. Demon slayers. I could feel my sin start to burn and my Obi burns away, letting the girl go. "B-BROTHER-!?" I try to yell, there were about three demons slayers, the girl matsu picks up her sword, they all strike for my head, cutting it off. I feel myself burn away, I try to move but I could feel wisteria in my system, someone's blade must've been poisoned. My brother, appears from out of my body, quickly dragging me away from where the sun was shining, but it was to late, all I had was my head and it was burning away. Usually you'd have to cut off both our heads but its different this time. "N-No...Daki! You're okay I-I'm so sorry I'm late you're...you're fine..." He mutters to me, tears starting to form in his eyes. "Brother! Help me, please help me it hurts!!" I plead. The three start dashing towards us. He drops my decaying head and pulls his Sickles out, it looks as if he had teleported right behind them, the three of their heads falls off, now its clear that he had sliced all of their heads off. He turns to me quickly running to me trying to stay out of the sun as he already had a few mars on his body from it, my head almost fully gone, "Wait for me...I'll be with you soon..." He says. Tears pour from my eyes, I cant speak no more, my mouth is gone, this is his fault, he's suppose to be here for me?! Why didn't he save me?! Everything then turns to black. I'm dead now.
( That same day but night and from a new perspective )
I sit atop a building, watching people from below, all the lights and noises and such. My body limp, I can't help but wonder, what was it all for? Just to get some useless revenge? Sure it made me feel better in the moment, but I always wanted more. I then look up at the moon. I shall stay here till daytime. So then I can be with my sister.
Its all my fault this had happened, I don't think I've even fully processed it. I'm not completely sure how I should feel. Oh god...I hope I don't get sent to the infinity castle before I reach my death. Would they even do that? Technically, the upper moon six, isn't dead completely. Or in other words me...and my sister? I'm confusing myself...its best not to think of it-
I feel a very dark presence looming behind me. Its him. I stand up and turn around, then bowing to him. "Lord Muzan..." I say sternly. I wonder what's gonna happen. "Your sister was weak and wasn't paying attention. Her stupidity is what led to her death, not you. Upper six, you're very powerful, don't waste all that time and effort and go kill yourself over a puny weak demon. She was holding you down, You didn't need her. " He says, looking down at me. I couldn't help but feel angry at his words. How dare he speak of her that way. She did so much for him, and this is all he has to say!? "Now, go consume more humans and get even more powerful. Don't see this as a setback, see it as an opportunity to be more than what you are now. I have to leave.." Lord Muzan says, then turning around. "Also.." He turns his head to look at me, a horrifying look in his eyes. "If you even think about killing yourself again, I'll kill you myself." He says.
Oh that's right...He can read minds...I'm not sure how exactly it works but I believe him. Muzan disappears, probably went somewhere in the crowd. I stand up, looking down. "AGHHHhhhhhHHH !! " I scream while looking up at the sky, I was so furious, I've never felt so mad, I don't care if I'm attracting attention, it doesn't matter anymore. I pant, gritting my teeth. I jump down from the building, behind it now where no one could see me, 'what do I do now?' 'where do I go?' 'I've always been here, for centuries!' I ponder, walking behind the buildings with my fists clenched. After awhile, I had calmed down, I found a dirt trail, leading away from the district and I could see that it led two paths one into a forest and another into a village, although it was far, it wouldn't be for me. I decided to go straight and into the forest. My arm was still healing from that sun burn I got earlier.
After about two hours of walking I reach the forest, I see signs on the outside of it saying to not go in there and stupid shit like that. I walk inside and look around at the trees and such for any human life. I could hear frogs and birds chirping, all sorts of animal noises. It was...peaceful? I continue walking on the dirt path for another hour, then finding myself to be in front of a two story cabin. "Huh..." I mumble, I walk to it and open the door, it was pitch black in there. I search the entire house. There was one bathroom, a living room, a kitchen, two bedrooms, and a few closest's. Perhaps its...abandoned? Maybe there's another demon out here in these woods somewhere. I remember seeing some planks and nails inside one of the closest. I can use those to board up the windows, I'll use my sickles like a hammer since I don't have one but that fine. I suppose I'll be staying here for awhile now, I can feast on the people at that village and also I can just go to the entertainment district as well. I think to myself.
I go into one of the bedrooms and sit on the side of the bed, looking down. I sigh, then looking at the dresser next to me, a picture frame..? I pick it up, wiping the dust off its glass. There were four people, an adult woman and man, and then two children, boy and girl, the boy was getting a piggyback ride from his supposedly father, the supposedly mother and father were holding hands, the little girl holding the maybe mother's hand. "Agh..." I grunt, drops of water falling onto the frame, my hands start shaking, whats happening to me? What is this feeling? Its the same feeling I felt when I watched Daki disintegrate. I drop the frame, looking up at the ceiling, tears streaming down my eyes, "Daki...No..." I whimper out.
Without her, this eternity is going to be very long. Maybe someday I'll forget her, just like I how I forgot what turned me to be the way I am now.
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I just read an interesting isekai, harem uppermoons x reader (gender neutral) fanfic on ao3 called the awakening of the demon king by wholesome_sliced_bread and plot so far is amazing!
In a nutshell, reader found a dead Muzan and ate him and they became the Demon King. (I find this terribly disturbing and funny at the same time).
You were just a student but then you stumbled across Muzan’s corpse and nom nom nom. ✨ expensive mukbang ✨ You got isekaied to the Demon Slayer world. (I drew another version of reader for another fanfic— I’m not running out of ideas at this point. But I drew them female huhu I should’ve drawn them ambiguous.)
Since you became the Demon King, all of the demons under Muzan’s creation, especially the Twelve Kizuki are under your control.
The original story of Demon Slayer might change depending on Reader, who is a fan of Demon Slayer in the real world, meaning they know everything what will happen to the story, who dies and survives, and how the original story will end. The fate lies upon their hands.
I enjoyed the story so far. I recommend everyone to read it~
#archive of our own#ao3 fanfic#demon slayer#kimetsu no yaiba#kokushibo x reader#douma x reader#akaza x reader#hantengu x reader#gyokko x reader#gyutaro x reader#daki x reader#nakime x reader#drawing ✍️
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Gyutaro x Reader:
He nearly kills you. Regrets it immediately.
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Canon!Gyutaro x gn!Reader
WC: 1.9k
Warnings: violence, angst, threats of violence, vulgar language
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You scoff and glare up at your partner with annoyance.
“Gyutaro, it’s not a big deal!”
The demon you’re arguing with stands above you, a frustrated scowl painting his features. Bringing a hand up to the side of his face, he growled and began scratching at himself.
“Yes it is, damnit! Do you realize how fucking dangerous that was?! What if I wasn’t around to get you away from there?!”
You balled your fists and stomped your foot childishly, indignation evident in your stance.
“I didn’t need your help! I was fine on my own! I’ve survived on my own a lot longer that I’ve had you around!”
Anger bubbled up in Gyutaro’s chest at your infuriating naivety. This wasn’t some stroll you took a little way outside of Yoshiwara. The little stunt you pulled tonight could have ended your life.
What did you do?
You left his territory entirely. The only reason he knew about it was because he spotted you speaking to an unfamiliar man from the shadows hours before. It wasn’t unlike you to socialize with strangers, but Gyutaro knew from the start that something about him wasn’t “genuine.”
So he stalked you. He stalked you until that man led you so far away from the Kyogoku house that only the quiet noises of the forest could be heard.
What the hell were you thinking?
If it wasn’t obvious before, it was now. This lowly demon was luring you to his feeding grounds. Gyutaro could read the overzealous and smug confidence all over the worm’s face. Despite smelling him and Daki’s scent, he thought he could pick off a couple humans for himself.
Unfortunately for this little bug, he couldn’t have chosen a worse human to prey upon.
When it was apparent that the demon was about to make its move, it turned around and froze, practically pissing himself as the kanji-filled eyes of Upper Moon Six bored down upon him from behind the human he lured. You were confused at first before turning around to see what he was so scared of.
Oh.
“Goin’ somewhere? Y’know, its rude to be taking off with other people’s things, cretin.”
The pathetic demon tried to shake his hands in front of him and scurry away.
“I-I’m so s-sorry sir, I d-didn’t know this one w-was y-“
He couldn’t even finish his sentence before a hand wrapped itself around his mouth and jaw, crushing it in painfully.
“I don’t recall asking for your pathetic apology, whelp.”
Neither you or the demon saw Gyutaro move. It was like he was behind you one moment, then crushing the demon’s face the next.
He was pissed. Blindingly so.
You winced as a disgusting cracking sound reverberated through the forest. Gyutaro had drove the demon’s head so far into the ground that it made a crater. It wouldn’t be regenerating from that by sunrise.
Your legs felt weak as you stared at the blood. Then, Gyutaro rose to his feet and turned to you, his normal scowl now clearly on edge and splattered with blood.
“We’re going home. Now.”
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You may have survived all this time, but you also had your beauty and luck on your side. Gyutaro had neither. He wasn’t stupid. He wasn’t born yesterday. You’re too comfortable with the knowledge of demons existing. You’re not cautious enough.
The room became deadly silent.
His scratching and growling ceased, with the only sounds being the ever-hastening blood rushing through your ears.
Your nerves were on edge, Gyutaro’s sudden silence freaking you out more than his display of anger earlier.
“Gyutaro…?”
He didn’t reply right away, only slowly and deliberately lowering his arm to his side.
You furrowed your brows and huffed.
“Oh, so now I’m getting the silent treatment?”
You were about to continue provoking him until you saw the veins and flesh under the skin of his forearms begin to writhe and pulse. You took a step back, now suddenly nervous.
“H-hey, what’re you doing?”
“I don’t think you understand how much danger you’re in right now.”
Two growths began emerging from Gyutaro’s hands.
“W-what do you mean?!”
Another step back, but this time, Gyutaro mirrored you with a step forward.
“You think this a world where you can just walk around and trust anyone you meet? There are things out there. Things much scarier than me. And you think you can just throw yourself out there for them to take you from me?”
The writhing flesh in his hands now took the distinct shape of... sickles?
The weight of the situation now dawned on you. Your eyes slowly widened in raw fear as he took another firm step your way. Your breath faltered, your fight or flight response automatically causing you to freeze, despite wanting to run.
His vision was blurred with rage, he didn’t care that you were terrified of him in that moment. The only thing going through his mind was that he needed to instill the fear of demons in you that you needed. You needed to know that things like him are hiding a side of themselves that only doomed humans ever get to see.
He loves you too much to let you die.
You finally gained control of your legs (barely). Of course, the second you tried to stumble backwards, you slipped and fell straight on your ass. Still, you desperately scoot yourself back, whimpering and breathing heavily as he menacingly stepped closer to you.
“I-I’m sorry Gyu! P-please don’t hurt me!”
Your pleas didn’t get though to him. He was in fight mode. His only instinct being to protect the people he loves. It just so happened that his instincts were being a bit counterproductive.
You squeaked when your back hit the wall.
Your pupils dilated and tears fell from your eyes. You barely recognized the monster in front of you. It was like the gentle giant you fell in love with traded bodies with a pure evil.
Whatever point he wanted to get across to you, it worked.
Oh. It worked.
A razor sharp point prodded at you under your chin tauntingly. A sickening, wretched giggle came from his throat.
You felt your heart jump in your throat as you stared death in the eyes.
“Do you understand, now? Do you fear, death? I bet you do, love.”
Laughter followed his taunts as he pressed the blade deeper.
“BROTHER! WHAT’RE YOU DOING?!”
A feminine voice practically screeched from the doorway.
As if someone flipped a switch, Gyutaro’s tunnel vision cleared. The fog of anger and spite dissipated into painful clarity.
His sickening grin fell instantly, confusion flooding his mind as to why you were looking at him like a cornered animal.
Then, his stomach practically dropped to the floor when he realized what he was holding to your throat.
He jerked his sickle back and trembled, his eyes widening in horror at what he’d done to you.
If he had broken your skin… it would have certainly cut your life short. The poison that laces his blades is thousands of times more potent than the deadliest snakes of the world.
You brought a hand to your throat and sobbed, falling to your side.
He just stared at his sickle and shook, stepping away from you.
He didn’t even notice Daki darting past him to get to you.
“Why did you do that, brother?!”
His eyes snapped to his sister’s scathing glare.
“I-I-“
Another step back.
He almost killed you.
He’s pathetic.
He’s worthless.
He doesn’t deserve you.
You’re scared of him now.
You got what you wanted, Gyutaro. Now they’re scared of you.
Now they hate you.
Before Daki could yell at him again, he darted out of the room.
…
Even Daki couldn’t find Gyutaro for hours. She’s never seen her brother shaken up this bad and she had no idea what to do. When you told what happened, she sort of flipped at your stupidity, too. Although not as… murder-y. She understood why Gyutaro would be cross with you, but she was still surprised that he’s go so far as to traumatize you. She knew better than anyone that he’d never even dream of killing you.
She brought you some food and water before setting out into the night to find Gyutaro again, leaving you alone with your thoughts.
Now that you’d calmed down, the hurt finally sunk in. Why would he do this? Did he really love you? If Daki hadn’t interrupted… would he have truly done it.
His maniacal laughter played in your mind like a broken record, causing you to cringe and shiver. The mouth that had uttered such sweet words to you… used to taunt you. To make you feel like prey.
A small creak in the doorway caused you to jump in your skin. You were still very on edge.
And the figure in it did not help to calm you.
Gyutaro’s face was shrouded in shadow, his mouth in a pursed frown.
The air grew thick with tension as he just stood there.
Then, he took a small step in, which had you involuntarily jump backwards in fear.
Your reaction to his presence made his chest feel tight. Guilt practically strangled him by the neck. He wanted you to be afraid of demons… not him.
But he is a demon.
A pathetic, filthy demon.
When he took another step into the room, something caught your eye that made your breath hitch.
In the light of the oil lamps in your room, a faint sheen of wetness trailed down Gyutaro’s cheek.
Was…
Was he crying?
You’d never seen him so much as sniffle, let alone cry.
You finally feel the guilt oozing from him, your stomach sinking.
Before you could speak, he collapsed to his knees and stared at you through misty eyes. You noticed a slight tremble in them.
“I- I’m so sorry-“
He’s pathetic.
He took a deep, shaky breath and let out the most sorrowful wail you’ve ever heard from a creature. He hunched over, bringing his hands to the sides of face and digging his nails into the skin.
“FORGIVE ME”
Pathetic. Worthless.
You just stared in complete awe at the heaving man in front of you. The display of vulnerability had your heart in a vice grip, whatever apprehension you held for Gyutaro fleeing your conscious like a gust of wind.
He was a broken man.
He was at your mercy.
He was groveling to you.
A pair of arms squeezing his head paused his crying. The warmth of your embrace came as an utter shock.
“I understand, Gyutaro. And… I do fear death.”
You echoed his words from earlier in a wobbly tone.
You fluttered your eyes shut and squeezed him to your chest.
“I’m scared of demons. That much is true.”
A single tear fell from your eye and you hiccuped.
“But…”
Memories of Gyutaro holding you in his arms during a firework display, memories him lovingly petting your hair as you snuggle into him, memories of him making love to you, all flowed through your head.
What you saw earlier wasn’t your Gyutaro.
“I could never stay afraid of you.”
Gyutaro’s breath hitched as your words pierced his heart.
He really didn’t deserve you.
Here you are, just forgiving him after he tried to kill you only hours before.
He sobbed and squeezed his eyes shut before wrapping his arms around your waist and nuzzling his head into your stomach.
He didn’t deserve you.
He didn’t deserve you.
But somehow…
He still has you.
And he’s never letting go.
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upper moons *incuding muzan* with a fem S/O who has a hyper sensitive pussy???
The Upper Moons with a Sensitive S/O
Before I begin, I'd like to say the Upper Moons has no business being so fine. Like, after writing this, I'm so tempted to write a gangbang fic 😭
Gyutaro:
Starting from the bottom, we have Gyutaro, since he’s the reason he and Daki are upper moons. Chances are, you met him when you became employed at the brothel Daki worked at, and he was quickly enamored with you. He’d watch in the shadows as other men enjoyed your cunt, fascinated with the sounds you made, and with how responsive you were. Your moans and whimpers had an authenticity that the other women lacked, and it didn’t take long to figure out why. You were a sensitive little thing, and all it took were fingers rubbing over your clit to make you soaked. Gyutaro took note of the things that made you scream and memorized the fastest way to make you come. He knew he wasn’t a looker—at least in his eyes—and that he was scary to most humans. So, he’d make up for his lack of looks by learning to please you.
Surely, he could get you off better than those creeps that pay to fuck you.
When he finally gets his hands on you—I’ll let you decide the method—he’s testing everything that he learned. He’d start off tame, rubbing your pretty pussy with his fingers until you came. It didn’t take long, and that was a huge boost to his ego. Then, he’d crawl between your legs and lap up your juices, shoving his tongue inside you and then angling it upward to stimulate your G-spot, his sharp teeth scraping your clit. He’d quickly grow addicted to your taste and stay between your legs for a while. Only when his hard-on became too bothersome to ignore would he impale you with his length, drawing another orgasm out of you by the time he bottomed out.
By the time he’s done ravishing your cunt, you’d barely remember your name.
Gyokko:
I would like to use this moment to say that I found Gyokko’s true form finer than I wanted to admit, so that’s what I’m basing this on. And, his true form has big hands, which he’d happily use on you. He’d get off on seeing how many of his fingers your sensitive cunt could handle, laughing as you started to whine about it being too much. Instead of it being a deterrent, he’d continue fingerfucking your stuffed pussy, teasing you as you come all over his hand.
But his fingers aren’t the only way he’d get you off.
His cock happened to disappear when he became a demon, and the location of his mouths are too inconvenient to get you off. But worry not, because his hands aren’t the only option, as he had rippling abs. He’d encourage you to rock yourself against his rock-hard abdomen, giggling maniacally when you orgasm just from grinding against him.
Hantengu:
So, this man basically has split personalities, and each one will treat your sensitive pussy differently from the others. But for the sake of brevity, I’ll speak about what they all have in common; they practically worship your cunt. It’s so easy to get you riled up and knowing that they’re the cause of that slick dripping down your thighs is an ego boost to them all. Playing with you calms Sekido’s anger and fucking you nice and hard is a surefire way to put him at ease. Slurping up your juices makes Aizetsu feel twinges of joy, and he never feels happier than when you’re calling out his name. Urogi giggles like a maniac as he teases you. He’s mindful not to do too much, knowing how easily you come, forcing you to beg for the orgasm that you desperately need. And Karaku makes a game out of making you come as many times as possible. He likes to give himself a time limit to give you a certain number of orgasms. As the clock ticks, he’ll finger, lick, and fuck you to climax repeatedly, until you’re a sobbing, overstimulated mess.
Hantengu’s main form, Zohakuten, and Urami are not included. Zohakuten has the form of a child, Urami would be a pouty bastard as how easy it is for you to come, and inflict pain on you as a result, and Hantengu himself would be jumping and yelping the moment he sees your pussy, as it’s just too much for him to handle.
Akaza:
First, let’s be clear. Whether you’re a demon or a human, this man will not let any of the other upper moons near you, especially Douma. You’re his woman. Not only does he want to protect you, but he doesn’t want anyone else to have you, and your sensitive cunt only makes him more possessive of you. Your pussy is magic to him, and he refuses to let anyone else experience it. You and what lies between your legs is his second chance at happiness, and he won’t let it go.
Moreover, he doesn’t think anyone else can please you as he can, and you only deserve the best.
This man lives to worship you, and when he’s not on a mission for Muzan or hunting, he’s likely caring for you. Caring for you obviously includes fucking you, and bringing you orgasm after orgasm. He’ll treat you like the most precious thing in the world, and making you feel good is his way of showing how much he adores you.
Akaza refuses to eat women, but he’ll eat pussy like it’s his last meal. The taste of your juices is the sweetest thing to him, and only when you’re begging and pleading for him to stop does he cease licking your glistening folds and sucking on your swollen clit. But that doesn’t mean he’ll stop. No, he’ll simply tongue your asshole, as human conventions don’t apply to him.
If that’s a little too much, he has no issue fucking you. His large size means you have to be well-stretched and lubricated to take him without pain, so unless you’re absolutely dripping, he’ll refuse to put his dick in you. Luckily, his oral skills and your sensitive pussy mean that’s an easy task to achieve. And once he’s pounding you into the mattress, you’ll be drooling, and cock drunk in record time.
Douma:
The. Biggest. Menace. Douma can’t take shit seriously, and he’s strong enough to do what he wants without consequences. That includes fucking with you, no matter how much you protest. The moment he discovered how sensitive your pussy was, you’d never have a moment of rest. He enjoys seeing what can get you off and especially favors teasing you with his mouth. Greedy man he is, Douma has to taste your slick every day. He'll force you to starve off your orgasm for as long as possible, before suddenly switching to drawing orgasm after orgasm out of you. When you beg him to stop, one of three things will happen.
He’ll impale you with his length, the lubrication your previous orgasms provided making his large dick slide in with ease. How quickly you get cock drunk amuses him, and his stamina means you’ll be there for a while. When he’s done, he’d push his cum back into you.
He refocuses his attention on your ass, rimming and fingering your tight hole to compare how sensitive it is to your cunt. Your whines for him to stop only encourage him, and once he's done with his evaluation, he’ll fuck your loosened hole, before cleaning off and restarting the cycle all over again.
He’d push you to your knees and start using your mouth like a fleshlight, making you swallow every drop of his cum.
Kokushibo:
Like Akaza, Kokushibo will guard you with his life, and keep you away from the other moons. He rarely shows himself, and he expects you to follow his lead. He values privacy for a multitude of reasons, and when you came along, playing with your pretty pussy became one of them. When you’re laid in front of him with your legs spread, Kokushibo has never been thankful for so many eyes. He’d savor the image of your throbbing clit and gleaming folds, the way you shudder as the cool air grazes your cunt driving him wild.
When it’s too much for him to bare, he’ll trail a finger along your slit, testing how wet you are, before pushing two fingers into your needy hole. As a swordsman, he’d be good with his hands, and have you coming undone quicker than normal.
When he craves a test of you, he’ll bury his head between your thighs, keeping all eyes on you as he slurps up your juices. The faces you make as he unravels you with his mouth drive him wild, and it won’t take long until he’s putting you on all fours to fuck you, thrusting into you until your puffy folds are dripping with slick, before filling you up with his seed.
Muzan:
Last but certainly not least, the mastermind behind it all, Muzan. Now, Muzan has an array of personalities and personas, but I’ll focus on his true form and his feminine form. Muzan, being the manipulative bastard he is, would employ tricks to keep your devotion. That includes rewarding and punishing you. You’re lucky he has a soft spot for you because he’d still want you to be intact, no matter how mad you make him. So, his punishment of choice is building up orgasm after orgasm, an easy feat considering how sensitive you are. After he’d spank you until your ass is red, he’d keep you laid over his lap and finger fuck you, ordering you to hold each climax until he tells you otherwise. If you disobey, Godspeed.
He'd spear you with his cock, fucking you fast and hard, forcing you to come on his dick over and over again. His position of choice is doggy, as he can easily spank you or switch to anal. If you’d been very bad, he has a whip in hand to flog your back as he splits you open. If he noticed you giving too much attention to another upper moon, he might just fuck you in front of them to assert dominance. He’d want them to know that your cunt is his, and just to prove that he'll cum in you. As your folds drip with his seed, he’d spread your lower lips so the inspiration of his jealousy could see that he’d marked you from the inside, slapping your puffy pussy as you whimper out complaints.
He tries to hide this fact, but he does feel pleasure in his feminine form. And yes, Fem!Muzan does have female anatomy. In this form, Muzan likes to experiment and is especially fond of 69 and scissoring. As you lap at Muzan’s cunt or rub yours against his, Muzan can understand how you unravel so easily, as something about his pussy being played with always makes him orgasm harder. He can also better understand how sensitive you get after coming. If he’s angry with you, he’ll use this knowledge against you. But if you’ve been a good pet, he’d go easy on you, and allow you to eat him out instead of playing with pretty cunt.
I hope this satisfies your curiosity 🥰
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Can you do upper moons with a bratty reader like if they doesn’t get what they wants they act out ? (Nsfw pls) btw I love your writings.
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Tw: Blood
Kinks: f-reviving, overstim, figuring, exhibitionsm, name calling, brat taming, cock sleeve, thigh riding, impact play, brush play, knife play, Dom Gyutaro (for once)
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Note: I appreciate the compliment and the suggestion, so I hope you enjoy this
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Enjoy!
Kokushibo
Maintains a predominantly quiet demeanor, prompting you to playfully provoke him during your joint missions in order to coax him into conversation.
Most often, it proves ineffective, prompting your resourceful nature to explore alternative approaches, sometimes inadvertently exposing your cover or even unnecessarily harming a human or two.
You anticipated provoking a reaction from him, yet he chose to maintain his silence, unaffected.
Unbeknownst to you, he was meticulously tallying each minor error you had committed throughout the evening.
As you at last return to the estate, you sense his hands enveloping the back of your neck, his voice a hushed murmur, "Now that we've returned, it’s time for your punishment."
You whimpered, "Koku no more, no more pls" as your trembling hands tried to push him away from your now overstimulated clit, but he was letting up; he'd been at it for hours. At first, he'd made you look him in the eyes while he licked long laps across your slicked folds, but when he realized that was too much for you to handle, he decided to be a little nice He continues, "Come on darling, don't tell me that I've already fucked you stupid on my tongue" as he glides his mouth over your dripping cunt, making you flinch from the sensation of his hot breath against your cunt. As you groan and writhe on the bed, "Pls Koku pls" comes out of your mouth, and Kokushibo promptly stops you by pushing your hips into the mattress with one hand and bringing down hard with the other to spank your ass. Kokushibo says, "Come now darling don't be bratty just tell daddy what you want." You resist at first, but then you hide your eyes with your arm and give in. "Please koku, please just fuck me already," you beg, as he plants a kiss on your thigh, followed by a hasty "If that's what you want, darling."
Doma
Was a little different in his approach to dealing with your spoiled behavior, which consisted mostly of embarrassing you at the upper moon meetings
Typically, the two of you would assume positions on opposite sides, but whenever you displayed misbehavior or didn't provide the desired level of attention he wanted , he would promptly position you right beside him.
Initially, you didn't perceive these occurrences as problematic, assuming he would overlook your attitude, but your assumption couldn't have been further from the truth.
The instant Muzan appeared, silence blanketed the room. Sensing the opportunity, Doma deftly exploited the moment, discreetly slipping his hand into your dress.
You try to stifle a moan as you say, "Doma, please stop—we're having a meeting right now." Despite your pleading, he pumps his fingers deep inside you, curling them each time they touch your sweet spot. You started to respond, but Doma's thumb found your swollen clit and began rubbing sloppy circles, prompting you to grab on to his thigh for support. "You shouldn't be worried about me sweetheart, you should be focused on Lord Muzan," he says with a sadistic grin covering his face. You looked Doma straight in the eyes and pleaded, "Doma pls, stop I'm about to cum." But you had no idea that your pathetic expression and crocodile tears were only making Doma more enthusiastic. Finally, the conference is over, and Doma pulls you up into him roughly; upon standing, you tumble into his arms, at which point he bursts out laughing. His figure is covered in your juices, and he displays them to you while saying, "You know for such a bratty girl you sure fall apart like a dirty slut," and then he licks his palm clean and adds, "You know this is just the start of your punishment right sweetheart."
Akaza
Dedicated to continuous training, striving to overcome the Upper Moon One, Kokushibo, alongside the Hashiras.
Often, when you were seeking emotional reassurance or craving attention, it seemed elusive, leading to moments of emotional turmoil prompting your occasional acting out.
Primarily, you would engage in playful teasing during his workout sessions. Whenever he initiated his routine, you'd position yourself nearby, playfully bending and assuming various poses, catching his gaze and providing him with quite the view.
But what really got under his skin was hearing you groan while stretching, saying things like, "O these feels so good" or "I wish I had something that would stretch me out better."
Akaza, possessing zero tolerance for impudence, promptly halted his training. Striding over to you, he swiftly lifted you and carried you to his weightlifting area. Settling down, he positioned you on his muscular thigh, his strength and presence palpable.
You had been sitting on Akaza's thigh for some time after he encouraged you to "earn" his attention if you wanted it. You've spent the entire day craving an ogasm, and now you're dragging your clothed cunt across his flexed thigh to get it. Every time you felt that knot from within your stomach, you would start thrusting, basically humping his leg, and your cunt was throbbing and your clit was all nice and puffy, but this wasn't enough. You decide you need more and work your way down Akaza's thigh to his hard cock, but just as you're about to start touching it, he lets out a long groan and says, "Didn't I tell you that you had to earn this cock, you dirty slut?" You try to protest, but he stops you with a hard slap on the ass. Akaza says with a deep groan, "Brats like you don't get to talk back is that understood." You let out a small yes and go back to trying to make yourself cum by humping his thigh, but he finally had enough of your feeble attempts and bent you over his work table, ripped your pants off, and said, " I guess I'll have to fuck you silly like the brat you are since you can't even make yourself cum properly.”
Gyokko
Similar to Akaza, Gyokko remained unwaveringly dedicated to his tasks. When not engrossed in his work, his attention was invariably directed towards Lord Muzan.
Describing your relationship as more akin to that of a master and a devoted companion is a more accurate portrayal than labeling it as a romantic bond.
Typically, this would trigger your bratty behavior; however, unlike the other Upper Moons, it was notably effortless to provoke a reaction from him.
You'd frequently locate him in his chamber, engrossed in creating new artwork. To playfully ruffle his feathers, you'd comment on his latest piece, suggesting it was exceptionally impressive or innovative.
This would lead to a hint of frustration, prompting him to restart. However, your antics wouldn't end there; you'd venture into his collection, identifying something seemingly new, only to critique it with remarks like "It was an eyesore" or "Breaking it was a favor—it was painfully ugly." This chain of actions often culminated in pushing him to his breaking point.
In no time, you found yourself forcefully propelled onto the bed, and in that very instant, a sense of anticipation gripped you, indicating that you were in for an intense encounter.
Gokkyo warns you not to move lest he "mess up" as he runs the long brush across your tender nubs: "Stand still if you keep moving I'll mess it up." Because you ruined his painting, Gokkyo decided to use you as a canvas. Naked, you watched as he dragged the brushes across your icy flesh. It was causing your cunt to throb so much that you tried to close your legs together, but Gokkyo swiftly spread them out and pressed you even deeper into the mattress with his hand. By this time, you were writhing in pain from the combination of the brushing and Gokkyo's cold hand on your naked body, so he eventually dragged the brush down to your aching cunt and flipped it over to the dull side to massage your clit. You can hear him saying, "This is what you wanted right, for me to give this naught cunt some attention right" as he presses the brush firmly against your clit and begins to flick it up and down on his brush. You started to want more, so you clung to his forearm and moaned gently. Please elaborate. After quickly extracting his cock and aligning it with your soaping moist hole, Gyokko leaned in and murmured something in your ear. “Since you're not fit for artistic purposes, I'll just use you as a filthy cock sleeve.”
Gyutaro
Gyutaro diverged slightly from the other Upper Moons in his perspective. To him, the term "brat" signified an irritating child, making it challenging for him to perceive you in that light.
He consistently presumed your behavior was a result of a passing mood swing or that he might have inadvertently provoked your anger.
During a meeting of the Upper Moons, Doma initiated a discussion about his partner's mischievous behavior, referring to them as a "brat."
As Gyutaro listened to Doma's words, a transformation occurred within his mindset. Gradually, a growing anger took hold of him. He realized that you had been purposely avoiding him, refraining from his touch as part of your playful strategy to act out and grab his attention.
All you needed to do was express your desire; he found it impossible to refuse someone as beautiful as you. The realization that he had been contemplating seeking Daki's assistance in this situation only intensified his anger.
Gyutaro snatched you away from his sister the moment he returned from the meeting and hurried you into your shared bedroom. It didn't take long for you to freeze up after hearing Gyutaro exclaim, "This is what you wanted right to get punished to be pounded by my cock" as he licked the nape of your neck. And lucky for you, Gyutaro was enjoying watching your gorgeous eyes water and your hips try to stop bucking since you didn't want to cut yourself on his sickle. He warns, "You better stop moving, princess, or I might just cut you" as he draws a thin line of blood from your thigh with the blade of his knife. Gyutaro had never felt so hot in his life; ordinarily, you would be the one on top of his, but while the two of you were going at it, your stunning good looks and flawless physique were enough to render him helpless. So now that he had you where he wanted you, he had no intention of letting you go. Gyutaro whispers to you as he licks your hot tears from your cheeks, "Hehe you know princess you look a pretty when cry and you look even better when my hands are around your throat." His hands wrap neatly around your neck, gripping it just tight enough to where you could breathe if you worked hard enough. Your moaning was the result of Gyutaro ripping your clothing off with his sickle, quickly aligning his cock with your cunt, and then slamming his entire cock within. “Now that I have you here, Princess, I might as well make you as hideous as me, heh heh.”
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The Upper Moons With A Demon Child Reader (Platonic)
Kokushibo
Kokushibo often doesn't interact with any other demons, as long as they're useful to Muzan
But when it comes to you, he does take a slight interest in you
He tells himself it's just because you're so young, even younger than Daki
But deep down, he starts to have a weird feeling inside of him
He finds himself spending more time with you, and the other upper moons start to notice as well
Kokushibo doesn't say much, but he silently grows fond of you, no that he would ever admit that out loud
He'll offer to train with you on occasion, which he secretly enjoys
You grow fond of him, seeing him as a father figure
He even believes that you could become an upper moon someday
Douma
When he first meets you, Douma is very enthusiastic
He acts very childishly most of the time, but around you, it's ten times worse
He quickly befriends you, often taking you to his domain
He'll even share food with you, saying you're so cute that you deserve it
He kind of treats you as a younger sibling, and though you're weary of him at first you slowly grow close to him
He encourages you to get stronger, excited to see you become an upper moon like him
Douma keeps a close eye on you when he can, and though he won't say it out loud, he is worried about your safety
He's even killed demon slayers who had been targeting you once without you noticing
He may be eccentric, but Dauma genuinely wants to see you excel
Akaza
Akaza is surprised to meet you
He knew Daki was young when she became a demon, but you were even younger
You instantly take a liking to him, and he does as well
He likes to fight, and you love sparing with him as well
He kind of adopts you as his younger sister
He and Douma often fight over who gets to spend time with you, which only makes Akaza like him less
He tries to get you to stay away from Douma, but can't really stop you most of the time
Akaza always encourages you to grow stronger
He's very sweet around you
Gyutaro/Daki
Daki finds you adorable
She finds herself wanting to protect you like her brother does for her
She'll sit with you and do your hair and makeup, she just loves spending time with you
Gyutaro is hesitant at first, but he grows close to you with encouragement from his sister
They both feel the need to protect you since you remind them of themselves when they were younger
You often visit the entertainment district to spend time with them
Daki will even share food with you
They basically adopt you as part of their family
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gyutaro h/c with blind s/o
pairing: gyutaro x reader
POSSIBLE SPOILERS
a/n: super sweet h/c about gyutaro! ALSO, i tried to make this gender neutral as possible, so I'm sorry if there's a bullet point that doesn't reflect that. I'm also trying to be inclusive in my writing (so i don't always include able-bodied readers) but if something is incorrect, please let me know! love you all!
even before turning into a demon, gyutaro wasn't happy with the way he looks
poor little baby was getting bullied, beaten, and shunned
so coming across someone that cannot see his face might help that insecurity a little bit (not that he wouldn't want someone who could see him, because if you truly loved him, it wouldn't be a problem)
how did you two meet? (in these scenarios, pretend like daki and him are separated/he isn't inside her body)
scenario one: you bump into him at night in some alley in the district trying to find your way back to your house. and he waits for the squeal of terror directed towards his face, or for you to run away. but instead, you bow, apologizing deeply. it's then that he notices your cane. you go to brush off his clothes when he grabs your hand and insists no harm was done. let him walk you home. why is he acting so nice? he doesn't know. but he doesn't like it. he hates humans, disgusting creatures. but this one seems ok.
scenario two: daki grabs you for your beauty, but he stops her from devouring you. why? who knows? maybe it's because he recognizes you from when you were kind to him. either way, you're his now.
just like when he was the primary guardian of his sister, he would love to feel like he was protecting you, even when you don't really need it
he would follow you around to make sure nobody would be mean
he would make sure there were no sharp objects around that you could potentially run into in areas you weren't familiar with
one night, the two of you were sitting on your futon, talking, hugging, doing whatever s/o and demon bf do, when you reached up to touch his face. he tensed up a bit, a little nervous of your soft hands feeling the uneven skin, but when you smiled at him, he saw you were genuinely happy. he might've shed a tear that night, but who knows?
you could feel his body tense up next to yours, but you didn't cease your movements. your hands, cupping his face, trying to map out what you couldn't see.
"mmmm, whatcha doing?"
"just trying to feel what you look like."
"'fraid there isn't much there, love."
"nonsense. you are gorgeous."
(sniff. "are you crying?" "no it's just raining." "..." "we're inside.")
his hands reach up to cover yours, slowly entwining your fingers as he puts them into his lap. he rests his forehead on yours, and the two of you sit that way for a while before you reach up and press a small kiss to his lips.
"thank you."
"for what?"
"loving me as i am."
"and you, me." (<- a/n: this part was so rough for me to think of. i literally had a brainfart and was like, how do you respond to this... 'ditto?' 'same here?' i wanted it to be romantic lmao.)
this man wouldn't hesitate to kill for you. fr. you saw what he did to that samurai that got ume. he would annihilate them.
i'm trying to think... how would he respond to you aging? like would he just let you die of old age? would he turn you into a demon? like this man has never felt so loved and accepted by someone (who wasn't his sister), and i don't think he would let you go that easily.
love languages: physical touch. this man was STARVED of loving physical contact as a child. please hug him.
words of affirmation. mans doesn't regret becoming a demon, so don't say anything like that. but maybe, "you're so pretty", or "best bf ever" or "you're too good to me." mans would be one of three things.
one, weeping. crying his eyes out. hugging you, or your waist (depending on where the two of you are)
two, bashful. little embarrassed about his reaction, but he loves and CRAVES the attention. little head kisses as thanks.
three, literally throwing you onto the bed and just going crazy.
fucks you into next week.
his love languages towards you: acts of service. physical touch. enough said.
very loving though. just don't flirt with anyone else, even to get a rise out of him. toxic gyutaro fr. mans is a demon. how else would he react?
a/n: AHHH hope this is enjoyable! let me know if you want more h/c from characters. i'm literally obsessed with demon slayer rn...
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Snowed In… pt 2
✧˖ ° includes~ nsfw, modern au, established friendship, nothing too spicy but spicy enough
Your heart was beating wildly. Had you really just confessed to Gyutaro that you had feelings for him all along? You couldn’t believe you were sitting comfortably in his lap, his hands sliding over your body softly, his lips moving along with yours. You could feel his member growing beneath you, rubbing against your boxers. Even though you had undies on beneath, that only left four, very thin layers separating you two. You push your lower half against him again and he pulls away from the kiss. “Fuck,” he groaned into your ear. “You gotta stop before you take it too far,” Gyutaro tells you.
You don’t know how to tell him you don’t want to stop. He looks so good, his hair half-up in a bun, strays framing his face perfectly. His green eyes stare directly into yours. Gyutaro is overwhelmed, holding you flush against him. This is all he ever wanted, everything he didn’t think he would ever have. He never thought this would be possible, never thought you shared the same feelings. He still didn’t think it possible. He searched your eyes for any deceit, but found nothing except lust. You wanted him. His hands had longed to touch you and he was finally given the chance. Why couldn’t he take it?
He needs to hear you say you want him. He needs to hear you say it 100 times to be certain. God, he needed you to just say it so he could make you moan his name. “Gyutaro, I,” you start stuttering, anxiety and lust coursing through you. “I want y-you to touch me. I want to feel you. T-to be close to you,” you say. He leans in close to your ear and whispers, “I’ve wanted this for so long. I want you to be mine,” which sends a small shiver down your spine. You hope he doesn’t notice.
He licks right below your jaw, kissing the wet spot and creating a trail of kisses down your neck. Gyutaro knows he can’t bite you, as you’re only a human, so decides to graze his teeth along your skin. You slowly lean your head back, allowing him access to more of you, and moan softly. You don’t want to be loud, nervous that he might not like how you sound, which is kind of ridiculous. But you’re just self conscious, never having been this open with Gyutaro before. Gyutaro, on the other hand, almost goes feral hearing you. He uses his hand to pull down the collar of your sweater, sucking on your collar bone. He wants to leave a mark. But more than that, he wants to hear you make that beautiful sound again and he wants to be the reason you do it.
He makes his way up your neck again, letting his hands play with the bottom of your sweater. He wants to slide his hands under, wants to take it off all together. He looks at you, hands on your waist. “Can I take this off?” Gyutaro asks, pulling at your sweater. Your heart swells with how sweet he is and you nod. You would give anything to him, anything he wanted. He immediately takes it off when you give your consent and groans at the sight. You’re not wearing a bra and he can see your nipples through your shirt. He slides his left arm around your back and pulls you close, allowing his other hand to slide up your waist, past your rib cage, where his thumb glides over the bud. You whine and he kisses you quickly.
Gyutaro moves swiftly, laying you on your back on the couch. Your hands are on his either side of his head, pulling him in for a kiss, as his own hands squeeze and touch you everywhere. You make movement to try and take off your crop top, but he does the work for you. “Fuck, you look so beautiful,” he says. Gyutaro is on you in a second, kissing your chest and taking your nipple into his mouth. You arch into him with a moan and he takes your other nipple between his fingers, pinching slightly. You're practically soaked through your panties and he hadn’t even touched you. You take his free hand and push it down where you need it most. “Please, I need you to touch me,” you’re practically begging.
Gyutaro suddenly feels nervous, having not touched a girl before. He only wanted to make you feel good, but was scared he wouldn’t be able to. He kisses up your chest, his hand laying flat against your lower parts, when you grind up into him. He blushes and pushes the self doubt away before slowly sliding his fingers under the hem of both your undies and boxers. Gyutaro is hesitant at first, swiping his finger along your slit and his eyes go wide. “You’re soaked,” he whispers with a grin. You turn a bright shade of pink, bucking into his hand when he grazes your clit. “Don’t tease me,” you respond.
He puts pressure and rubs in small, slow circles and you can’t stop whimpering. Gyutaro’s pride is shot through the roof, getting you this wet and not having touched you was a win. “Stop whining, sweetheart, we just started,” he says, but you can’t help it. He’s playing with you as if he knew your body inside and out. You moan loudly as he slips his finger further, dipping into your core. He grabs your chin softly, forcing you to look at him while his fingers pump into you. Gyutaro is still extremely nervous, but he wants you so bad, wants to feel you clench around him, needs to hear you call out his name. He slides his thumb up from your chin and swipes your bottom lip. Your tongue darts out and he places his thumb flat onto it before slowly pushing it into your mouth. His own mouth hangs open as you moan around his finger, shocked that you willingly want him.
You bring his head close and try to push his shoulders down, but this only confuses the inexperienced Gyutaro. “I, I want both. I want your tongue, please?” you ask shyly. Gyutaro slowly takes his hand out. At this point, he’s too excited to worry about his competence, and pulls down your bottoms before throwing them across the room. You shivered under his gaze. The fact that he was still fully clothed while you lie vulnerable in front of him turned you on to no extent. “Let me take you to my room,” he says. “It’ll be more comfortable on my bed.” You nod and he picks you up with no effort, walking to his room and placing you on the bed softly.
He pulls you to the edge, veins visible over his muscular arms, and leans over you, kissing you quickly on the lips before going down your body, his fingers having already found your clit. He kisses your thighs before moving his hands and leaning into your core, kissing softly before licking his tongue flat against you. Gyutaro takes out his half-bun and collects all his hair, tying it up while swiping his tongue over your clit; he needed it out of the way. He reinserts his fingers, careful as to not hurt you, and you become a mess almost instantly. He curls his slender fingers upwards, hitting that one spongy spot that has your vision blurring.
“Oh fuck, please don’t stop, feels so good,” you moan out. You intertwine your fingers in his hair, pulling slightly and messing up his bun. You attempt to push his face harder into you, but he stands his ground, wanting to make you finish. Before long, your legs begin to shake as your juices spill down Gyutaro’s fingers. He gladly swallows all of it, moaning at your taste. You’re a panting mess when he makes it back up to your face and you quickly grab his shirt, pulling him close again.
You try to take off his shirt, but he pins your hands back quickly, his green locks falling into his face. “Woah, woah, what are you doing?” He says. You feel stupid and embarrassed, barely managing to form a sentence. “You don’t want to fix that?” You ask, pointing to the tent in his pants. His face is red. He can’t let you see him naked. The minute he takes off his shirt, the moment would be over. You wouldn’t be attracted to his body the way he is yours. If anything, you might be disgusted by how skinny he is, the way his hips jut out sharply. “No, I’m all set, I don’t want you to see me,” he says quickly.
You sit up, grabbing a blanket to cover yourself. “What are you talking about, I love the way you look. You are so handsome,” you say, rubbing your hand on his cheek. “I want to make you feel the way you make me feel.” Gyutaro shakes his head no again, nervously stating, “I’m ugly.” You smile at him. “Shouldn’t you let me make that decision? As of right now, you are the most attractive man I’ve ever met,” you say. You begin to move his shirt, and when he doesn’t resist, you take it off completely. You take in the sight, his pale skin hugging his bones. You understand what he meant when he said he was very skinny, but even so, he had a lot of muscle, especially in his upper body. You grab the waist of his sweatpants and pull him to you, your skin on his, and look up to him. His green eyes stare down at you, not sure what to do next.
“I need you inside me, Gyutaro. I need to feel you,” you say, pulling at his pants. He hesitantly helps you pull them down, freeing his cock, precum gathered at the tip. You can’t help but gasp, not sure that all of him would fit inside you. Gyutaro shudders when you wrap your hands around him. He pushes you softly by your shoulder, laying you down, climbing on top of you and spreading your legs with one hand. He is unbelievably scared, knowing he could fuck this up at any moment, and decides to kiss you to calm his nerves. “Thank you,” he whispers against your lips. He believes you right now, believes that you truly find him attractive. You don’t think he’s a monster. You begin to whine again, attempting to push your hips up. With one arm holding himself up, he uses the other to align himself with your entrance. “Are you sure you want to do this with me?” He asks.
“You’re the only one I want to do this with,” you say. “But I’m not sure you’ll fit,” you joke, trying to help him relax. He slowly pushes in and the stretch sends a jolt of pain, making you think your joke may have been a little too real. He noticed your discomfort and kisses, moving his hand down to rub your clit, hopeful that it would help you relax. After what seems like forever, his hips lay flush against yours. You feel full, but your body is already reacting to him being inside you, and the pressure on your clit almost has you toppling. “You’re so tight,” he growls, trying to control himself as he begins to move slowly.
He looks down between your bodies and watches as his cock disappears inside you, rubbing your clit at a steady pace. You can’t help but moan loudly, wrapping your arms around his neck loosely, already so close to finishing. His cock hits deep inside you and you feel your walls clench, the outline of his vein dragging along your insides. “Oh my god,” you say in between thrusts, head falling back. “I’m gonna cum.”
“Again, already?” Gyutaro asks with a smile. He couldn’t help but relish in the fact that he could turn you to mush. “I-I’m sorr-y,” you say.
“Shhhh,” Gyutaro leans in close. He’s panting, but steady and calm at the same time, only stuttering when he feels you clamp down on his length. “Don’t apologize, sweetheart, I know. I can feel you squeezing me. I’m not worried about myself. I just want to please you… over… and over,” he responds. Your legs shake again and his hips stutter. He can feel your walls spasm again and you scream his name repeatedly, but he doesn’t stop. Gyutaro wants you to cum once more on his cock, he’s already addicted to the feeling.
“Fuck, you feel so good. Can you do that again for me, hm?” He asks, bullying his cock deep inside your cunt. You can only nod, barely able to speak, just mumbling his name. “That’s it,” he says, leaning in close to nibble your ear. Gyutaro is close, but he needs to hold back. He wants to finish with you, needs to hear you screaming his name. He pulls out of you quickly, flipping you on your stomach and pulling your waist up to meet his, before easily sliding back into you and putting his hand around to your clit. You’re shaking at this point, not sure how you are even holding yourself up. You weren’t sure you could cum again, but you wanted him to finish, wanted to take care of him too. Gytuaro leans down and kisses your shoulder, down your back and ruthlessly slams into you. Your knuckles turned white, gripping the sheets, and Gyutaro knew you were close.
“I know you can cum again, baby, cum on my cock,” he demands. You only respond in a moan, about to fall forward. He grabs your hips, holding you up while you cum all over him, the pulsing causing him to finish inside you. He slowly thrusts into you, allowing you to ride out your high before pulling out and flipping you on your back. You have a tear running down your temple and he kisses it away. “Was that too much?” he asks, worried that he hurt you. You shake your head no and manage to give him a small smile before holding open your arms. You want him to hold you.
Gyutaro sits against the headboard and pulls you to his lap. “You’re so pretty,” he starts, not sure why he’s being so emotional. He runs his hand over your cheek and kisses the top of your head. You kiss his chest, trying to relax your breathing before saying, “That was so good.” He can only laugh.
“I’m sorry for uh… finishing inside,” he says. “I’ll run us a bath or shower, I just want to hold you close right now.”
“I think I’m in love with you, Gyutaro,” you say. His heart stops for a second and he squeezes you. He can’t believe what he’s hearing. No one had ever shown him a gentle touch before. He was always viewed as a monster, ugly, one to make kids cry. But here you were, so soft and beautiful and kind. And you loved him.
He tears up a little, but would never let you see. “I love you,” he says, unbelievably grateful for the snow.
This is my first try ever writing smut so sorry if its trash lol
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Imagine asking kokushibo or any of the uppermoons if you could do their hair😩
OH MY GOD ?! i think that you can ask something like that to kokushibo, douma, aizetsu [yeah he’s my fav sorry not sorry] & gyutaro . . .
KOKUSHIBO
braids !! he has long hair so you can easily spend your time braiding them with care and attention & it would relax him.
DOUMA
he’s fine both with braids or pigtails if you want, he enjoys feeling your hands into his hair so do whatever you please, just… don’t stop touching his hair, i guess.
AIZETSU
aizetsu was about to cry when you asked him to do his hair. he would let you do anything to his hair. i believe he would like braids but you can spend the whole time simply brushing them if you prefer.
GYUTARO
you can choose pigtails for him, since he has short hair but like not too short, you know. ALSO, he enjoys when you are brushing his hair.
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Me over here lowkey working on a gyutaro x O.C (kinda, it's technically an o.c'a ancestor) slow burn fluff fic that might have an alternate ending to go with it ^_^; (lemme know if y'all want me to post it on here)
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How the Upper Moons eat 🐱
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ characters: Muzan, Kokushibo, Douma, Akaza, Gyutaro
Warnings: contains explicit smut and descriptions of pussy eating so like… if that’s shocks you clearly you didn’t read the title babes — oh also unrealistic descriptions of what a woman’s 🐱 tastes like!
Note: feeling really ambitious with day 1 of my “upper moon October” — super iffy on writing smut for Gyutaro still so that’s why his is a bit shorter… anyways enjoy :)
Muzan
It’s not often that he goes down on you. He really has no desire to make you come or even bring you pleasure, if you happen to get off while he’s trying to blow off some steam? So be it. However, on the rare occasion that the demon king himself offers you the wonders of his tongue, you better enjoy every second. See that’s the cruel thing about Muzan. He’s utterly phenomenal with his tongue, he knows just how to make you scream. Muzan does know where the clit is, I mean really he can’t woo human women with just his fake charms. He enjoys the way your arousal tastes, for demons it’s kind of like having a sweet. The issue is, Muzan doesn’t like sweets. So it’s really a one and done for him, so you better cherish every second of that orgasm because you won’t be getting another.
Kokushibo
He’s quiet, mostly because his tongue is busy, but also because he’s fascinated by the faces you make. Kokushibo has one set of eyes trained on your face, the other set is trailing up your body and the third is somewhere around your cunt. His tongue is skilled, surprisingly, and it’s very fast. He’s not afraid to use his fingers either, simply gauging what you like by the nosies your cunt makes. Kokushibo is the type to suck on your clit while perfectly fucking into you with his fingers, earning satisfaction in the way your walls squelch around his digits. Kokushibo loves the taste of your arousal, greedily sucking it off his fingers after you’ve come. He’s not as selfish as Muzan and has a bit of a sweet tooth so he’ll happily go down on you a few more times. Especially if it means seeing your eyes unfocus as you come because of him.
Douma
He’s actually… going to eat you. Not only is Douma a glutton… he’s utterly sadistic. If anyone is going to get pussy drunk, it’s going to be him. Douma could spend a literally eternity between your thighs, happily lapping at your clit until you are oozing all over him. He’s addicted not only to your sugary sweet taste but the way your cunt feels against his tongue. Douma gets a bit lost at times, his tongue trailing over to the supple skin of your thighs. Well… he simply can’t help himself, razor sharp teeth scraping at the skin until it threatens to break. To distract you from any pain, he’ll have at least two fingers inside of you, massaging your g-spot until you are crying out of pleasure and pain. Douma is also huge on eating you out when you’re on your period, so I don’t think that comes as a surprise to many. Quite literally it’s a two-for-one deal with him and he usually won’t try and eat any other parts of you in the process. 
Akaza
He will do everything in his power to make sure you are utterly fucked out on his tongue alone. Akaza loves taking you while you are on your back, his fingers spreading your thighs apart while his tongue greedily laps and sucks at your clit and folds. He loves to tease you, watching as you lose more and more of yourself to the pleasure he is giving you. Akaza is all about sloppy head, both giving and receiving and he has quite the sweet tooth as well. Unlike Douma, we know Akaza refuses to hurt women. The most pain he’d ever cause you while doing down is overstimulating you. Akaza gets off to you calling his name, finding the twitching of your cunt under his mouth all the more satisfying. Akaza hates to admit it, but he’s willing to beg you… he’d do anything to be able to spend hours buried between your thighs.
Gyutaro
Absolutely devious. He’s simply not going to give you what you want, at all … if ever. Gyutaro loves to embarrass you, he loves to see tears fill your eyes as you quietly beg him to do something… anything. If you even manage to get him down there, don’t expect his tongue until the very end. Gyutaro needs his mouth free so he can bully you the whole time he scissors you open with two fingers. He knows how good you must taste, listening to Douma talk about his sexual endeavors used to peak Gyutaro’s interest. Then, he found you, someone to fulfill his desires. Yet he couldn’t seem to stop bullying you, even when he finally gave in and buried his head between your legs. Even then, he’s still teasing with feathery light flicks of his tongue. Not stopping until you are trembling and coming from barely any contact at all.
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Peer Pressure - Modern AU! Gyutaro x Reader
There isn't a lot of writing for this sexy MF. And seeing that I've only made a smut with this dude once, why not give him another one?
Art by @rasshu-benaio, divider by @mikeykuns, And MDNI banner by @roseschoices
The following smut includes: sex (duh), choking, blowjob, cum swallowing, rough sex, usage of aphrodisiacs, drugged sex, dry humping, doggystyle, missionary, nipple sucking, slight degradation, a lot of f-bombs (thanks to Gyutaro's vocab), female ejaculation, and ass smacking.
Gyutaro puts his car in park as he looks at you and says, "I can't believe you dragged me to be here." You pat his arm as you responded to him, "Come on, it'll be fun! Besides, you need to get out more." You unbuckled the seatbelt, and got out of the car. "Yeah, if you consider talking to people you don't know, getting drunk, and regretting your choices the next day fun."
"And that, my friend, is the best part about college parties." You said, having a puerile smile on your face. He scoffs as he follows you to the front door of the big house that was owned by Michikatsu, and rung the doorbell. You both waited for the door open, and then heard the sound of the lockset unlocking, and the door opened.
It was Kaigaku who opened the door, wearing a onyx colored jacket with a black shirt under it and black ripped jeans. "Oh shit, hey guys! I didn't think you two would show up." He said, a little stupefied that you both actually came. "That's what I had in mind, but this rat insisted that we go." He said, pointing directly down at you.
"Hey! You hush, you praying mantis! All you do is stay in your dorm and play video games! You clearly don't have anything better to do." You clapped back at him, unaware that he was about to slap you on the back of your head. Kaigaku chuckles as he comments, "Well, at least y'all here now. Come inside, we got food, drinks, and some games we're about to play." He walked upstairs as Gyutaro smacked your head.
You held the back of your head as you exclaimed, "Ow! What was that for!?" He looks at you as he goaded, "That's for calling me a praying mantis." And smacks your rear, making you yelp. "Let's get this party over with so I can go back to my dorm." And went inside. You grumbled as you had no choice but to follow him.
Once they both made it upstairs, they were taken aback by how many people were there. Give or take, you both expected the Hantengu brothers, Douma, Hakuji, Kaigaku, Nakime, and Michikatsu to be here, but not the Hashira Club, excluding Gyomei.
"Whoa..." (Y/N) elicited.
"Yeah, mostly the people that we know are here. Even the others from the Hashira club. Supposedly this is a "Private party", as Michi calls it. So, uh... nothing much else to say other than have fun, I guess." And walks away. Shortly after, Gyutaro decided to sit on the couch, and pull out his phone.
You pouted as you trotted up to him, and yanked his phone away from his hands. He stayed there for a few seconds, and his neck snapped at you as he said, "Give me my phone."
"No."
He stands up and walks up to you, towering over you as he repeats himself, "Give me my phone." sounding more aggravated that time. You put his phone in your back pocket, and crossed your arms with a juvenile smile on your face as you repeated, "No."
A thick vein popped up on his forehead as he tried to reach for his phone by groping your ass, but you quickly backed up away from his as you waved your finger at him and said, "Ah, ah, ah, you can only have it back if you socialize with the others."
His eyes were slanted down to visualize his anger as he responded, "And if I say no?" You giggled as you said, "Then I'll break your phone." Gyutaro was about to say something crazy, but he sighs and rolls his eyes in defeat as he says, "Let's get this shit over with." A smile crept up to your face as he said, "Don't start."
"I'm sorry, I just can't help it." She said as she started to walk around, and he followed her. The first person they went up and talk to, was Hakuji. (Y/N) liked him as he was respectful to her. If anything, he was respectful to every woman he ever came across.
He was talking to one of the people from the Hashira club, he had yellow hair with red streaks at the end, and a small ponytail at the back of his head. Both of them were talking about... whatever college boys talk about during parties.
"Hey guys!" (Y/N) shouted out at the duo, and they both turned their attention to them. "Oh, hey (Y/N), Gyutaro." Hakuji said as he hugged her, and then gave Gyutaro a fist bump. "How you two doin'? I honestly thought you two were gonna stay on campus. Well, Gyutaro, was gonna stay on campus."
"Yeah, but luckily I dragged him to be here so he can be more social." She said with a smile on my face that reads, I'm proud that I did this. "Oh, well, in that case, welcome to the party," Hakuji stated as he patted (Y/N)'s, and Gyutaro's shoulders. "I take it you both met Kyojuro? He's the second in command of the Hashira club at the university."
The fiery-haired man had a bright smile on his face as he reached his hand out to both of them as he introduced himself, "Hi, name's Kyojuro Rengoku." (Y/N) immediately felt warm to his presence, something about his aura just made her feel like they've known each other since they were kids, while Gyutaro was deadpanned from all this, he just wanted his phone back, not to talk to these people.
(Y/N) shook his hand as he carried on the conversation, "So, I heard you're name is (Y/N), right? Nice name." (Y/N) chuckles as she responds, "Thank you." His attention changed from her, to Gyutaro, and so he extended his hand toward him, and he just looked at it. "C'mon Gyutaro, don't leave him hanging." (Y/N) commanded him as he sighed through his nose, and shook his hand. "Hey."
"Hey, nice to meet you. You two enjoying the party?" He questioned both of them, seeing that they came to him, and Hakuji trying to start a conversation. "Oh, we just got here. Gyutaro wanted to sit down and be on his phone, so I'm confiscating it until he's socialized with enough people."
Kyojuro hums as he acknowledges (Y/N)'s response, and says, "Well, that's an interesting way to make your friend sociable. But, if it works, it works. You two want a drink while we're at this? I don't mind getting them for you." He said, pointing his index finger at both of them while holding his cup.
(Y/N) made a brief inhale, but didn't get the chance to speak as speak as Kyojuro overlapped her and said, "Y'know what, you don't have to say anything, I'll go get y'all a drink!" And he trotted away. Hakuji elicts a nose laugh as he then looked at both of them and clears his throat and says, "So... How are you two doin'?"
"We're doing good, thank you for asking." (Y/N) stated as she was tapping her shoes on the floor, hearing the overlapping conversations around them. "That's good to hear. But, can you almost believe that this is our final year? Just goes to show how much time has passed by so fast." He said as he took a swig of his cup.
The thought didn't process in her mind, but when it did, her eyes were extremely widened as she stammered, "Holy shit, you're right. How long has it been since we applied to this place?"
"If I remember correctly, about three years."
Thankfully, (Y/N) didn't have a drink in her hand, 'cause she would've dropped it after realizing she's been in this university for this long. "That's... Man." (Y/N) felt like she just had an entire revelation at the fact, and Hakuji softly patted her back as he consoled her, "I know. But, it's our last year. Make some memories while you still have the time."
"I guess so..." (Y/N) mutters out as shortly after their conversation, Kyojuro walks up behind them as he is holding two red cups. "Here ya go!" Gyutaro and (Y/N) grabbed the cups and Gyutaro immediately took a sip of it while (Y/N) looked in the cup to see a goldish-yellow liquid inside. "O-Oh... Is this beer?" (Y/N) asked Kyojuro as she was watching it slowly slosh around.
"Of course! We're at a party, it's expected to have a strong beverage at the party. Unless you want me to go get you a soft drink, which I can do." He said as he extended his hand out as if he were requesting her to give him the cup. "Oh, no no no no, I can drink it. It's just that I've never had a drink before."
All three of them looked at you with surprise. Hakuji softly laughs as he exclaimed, "Well shit. Well, here's to your first drink at a university party. And here I thought, that you drunk at the past parties we were in."
"Just because I have a red cup in my hand, doesn't mean I'm drinking." (Y/N)'s eyes trail down to the cup and she brings it up to her nose as she softly sniffs it as she softly recoils back from the smell. It had a malty smell to it, which felt alien to her. She glanced up at Kyojuro as she asked him, "You didn't lace anything in this, did you?"
Kyojuro elicits a dramatic gasp as Hakuji almost choked on his own drink and Gyutaro continued to drink. "Now I would never roofie a vulnerable woman at a party! That would tarnish my reputation! I promise, it's just beer, nothing else." Kyojuro reassured her as she puckered her lips, and took a small sip.
Her face immediately cringed at the taste, it was bitter, and had a tangy taste to it. But she didn't want to be embarrassed in front of everybody spitting it out, so she mustered up the courage, and swallowed the booze that was in her mouth, making her physically and verbally shiver when she did.
"Ugh..." Her eyes scowled and her bottom lip was puckered as she looked at Kyojuro, and formed a weird smile as she raised the cup up. Kyojuro smiled as he bumped his cup into hers and took a sip of his drink.
(Y/N) took one last sip of her cup, and placed it on the counter as she shivered and vigorously shook her head. Hakuji cheered for her as he patted her back and said, "Not bad finishing your first drink. Honestly, I thought you would stop after the third or fourth sip."
"I considered it. But, I'm not a coward." (Y/N) uttered out before she softly burped and groaned. "But, what should we do now?" Hakuji was about to talk, but flinched when he heard the sound of someone talking behind him, "Hakuji-dono! I want to talk to your friends!~"
Oh shit. They all thought. Hakuji felt someone's hand rest on his shoulder and turned around to see Douma towering above him. "Hey.~" All three of them can speak for each other and say they hate— no, not hate, despised Douma as a whole. His narcissistic personality, having little regard for people and how they feel, and his shit-eating smile that was latched onto his face made him the most disliked student of the whole university, and a well-deserved reason for that matter.
"Douma." Hakuji uttered. Douma scruffs his hair up, which made Hakuji pop a vein on his forehead, his fist balled up as if he was about to sock him in his jaw, but he had to refrain from making a scene as someone would record this, post it online, and he would get in trouble.
"Why so hostile? We're at a party, we're supposed to have fun, right? Gyutaro, (Y/N), Fireboy, isn't that what parties are supposed to be?" Gyutaro, Kyojuro and (Y/N) all looked at each other and (Y/N) decided to take the initiative to speak as acknowledged, "Y-Yeah, essentially."
Douma does an annoying chuckle as he responds, "See? Even they get it. So, why can't you?" Hakuji inhales through his nose, and lets out a shaky exhale as he was trying his hardest not to punch him in the jaw. "As a matter of fact, you two, follow me. We're gonna have fun with the brothers. At least they know what to do at a party." And started to walk the other direction.
Gyutaro followed him, and before (Y/N) followed suit, she patted his shoulder, and said to him, "Just one more year, and you don't have to see him again." Hakuji scoffs as he says, "Yeah, hopefully not." And he touches her hand.
(Y/N) felt Kyojuro touch her shoulder and he said, "Don't let him take advantage of you, alright?" "Agreed." Hakuji said. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna give him the chance." She smirks as she says, "Don't worry. I won't let him." She slid her hand off his shoulder as she started to follow Douma and Gyutaro.
She walks by a few people she knew, along said hi to the people who were in the Hashira club, until she got to Douma, Gyutaro and the Hantengu brothers. Out of the four, Urogi was the first to come up to her and hug her as he said, "(N/N)! How you doin'? You enjoyin' the party so far?" He said in a childish tone.
"It's... Eh. It's okay, I guess. Not much to go around though." (Y/N) responded to him as she Urogi chuckled and said, "Well, we can fix that for you. We're about to play a game soon so, it's good timing that you came along." He said, playfully punching her arm.
(Y/N) rubs her bicep before following Urogi to see what the others are doing. Aizetsu was just sitting on the couch as he was watching Sekido and Karaku playing Mortal Kombat. They were playing as Ethernal Mileena and Hellfire Scorpion. It was the last round, so any one of them could win. She leaned down on the couch as she watched the fight unravel. It was mostly blocking and jumping, mixed in with a few anti-air uppercuts and a few combos here and there.
Both of the character's health were very low, and all it took was one immaculate combo for the other character to fall. Mileena tried to do a ball roll, but Scorpion blocked it as he does an overhead flame heel, and engulfs himself in flames using Flame Aura.
Him doing Flame Aura stunned her long enough for him to do a three hit combo, teleports behind her, hits her two more times before throwing his spear and shouting, "COME HERE!!!" He jumps over her, does a jump front punch, hits her with an Eternal Vengeance combo, does a Flameport, grabs her while she's falling, and the camera does a brief slow down as they show Scorpion slash Mileena's neck open, slashes her stomach, and uppercut her head, practically exploding, thus ending this Kombat off with a Brutality.
(Y/N)'s eyes widened from the sudden gore as Sekido quickly stood up and boasted against his brother sitting down. "Get shit on, you bitch! Sorry ass Mileena user!" He said, getting into his personal space. "This coming from the guy who uses Scorpion, and Flame Fist Liu Kang."
Sekido's eyebrows frowned down as he had his fist above and behind his head as Karaku quickly retracted his statement and said, "But, you won, so gg." Sekido's face softened, but not a lot for his angered expression was still plastered on his face, but he backed away for Karaku so he could sit back up properly. "Now that that's well and done, hey (Y/N), how you doin'?"
(Y/N) shrugged her shoulders as she uttered, "Living. Not complaining though." She said as she did a soft sniff shortly after. "Ain't nothin' wrong with living, I'll tell you that much. But you know what's better than living?" He grabs something out of his pocket, and reveals it to be a box of chocolates that had the cover Tabs on it. "Living like there's no tomorrow."
(Y/N) cringed at the banal sentence, as Karaku vaulted over the couch, he pointed to her, and Gyutaro. "You two are gonna play a little game, where it involves eating this delicacy that's in my hand. Now, before I give you two these, did you two eat?"
(Y/N) and Gyutaro both looked at each other before they shook their heads and said, "No." "That my friend," he snaps his finger, "is what we need to do first. Aizetsu," Aizetsu's head perked up as he looked up at his older brother, "Fetch these two some grub before I give them a good night."
"Do they have to? I mean, are they even on that level of relations? I know they're dormmates, but—" Aizetsu's yammering was interrupted when he felt Sekido twist his ear and he quickly said, "Okay! Okay! I'll give them some food!" Sekido lets go of his ear, and he chuckles as he looks at Urogi and say, "You, me, MKX, now."
"I'm down." Urogi said as he grabbed the other controller and sat down on the floor as he picks his character. "C'mon you guys, I'll get you some food." Aizetsu said in a melancholic tone as he stood up off the couch and walked to the kitchen. (Y/N)'s eyes slightly widened at the variety of foods that was on the table and counters. Ranging from vegan, vegetarian, plants, meat, dessert, the whole shebang.
"Grab a plate and enjoy yourselves for the time you have left. Whatever happens for these next couple of minutes will be, you're going to need it." And walks away. They both grabbed a plate and both of them grabbed their own assortment of foods. Due to Gyutaro having a high metabolism, he has a lot of food on his plate, and (Y/N) had some food, along with sweets on hers.
They both go back to watch the brothers play games as they sat down on the floor and began to eat. As they were eating, (Y/N) takes Gyutaro's phone out of her back left cheek pocket, and tapped his shoulder with it. He takes it and continues to eat as she says, with her mouth full, "Yow wekom." And he scoffs, but has a soft smirk on his face.
(Y/N) elicited a sigh of satisfaction as she put her hand on her stomach and patted it. "I'm stuffed." She covers her mouth as she softly burps and groans. Gyutaro softly coughs as he is on his phone. "Well, now that y'all are satisfied, it's about time that we make this more, interesting so to speak."
Karaku takes the box of chocolate out of his pocket as he opens it to reveal three small golden wrappers. "Wow, fancy. Although, not worth 4,639.67¥." He takes one of the wrappers out and each gave it to (Y/N). The wrapper that had the sweat droplets emoji on it. (Y/N) puckers her lips as she softly blushes from the implication of what the emoji meant.
"Not a subtle presentation." Gyutaro deadpanned, leaning against (Y/N)'s shoulder peeking at the wrapper. He sighs as he says, "That's just get this over with, it's not like it isn't gonna do much anyway." (Y/N) unwraps the small chocolate to reveal its look, as there was a corner vertical line that could be broken apart. (Y/N) breaks it apart to where it was two triangles, (Y/N) gave Gyutaro the other half and they both started to chew.
The taste of it was surprisingly good. The texture of it felt smooth, and velvety, as if it was melting in their mouths as they chewed the chocolate. They both swallowed the chocolate, and (Y/N) makes a hum of satisfaction while Gyutaro asks, "So, how long does it take for it to kick in? 15, 20 minutes?"
"Actually, 30. It might take some time for the effects to kick in, so best to get comfortable." Karaku said as he stood up and cracked his back as telling the duo to follow him. They do so, where the more they walked, the more quieter it became. Karaku opens the door which leads to some sort of big closet, which is a little concerning to both of them.
"This where y'all will do your business once the effects start to kick in. Once they do, you both will have seven minutes to do what you want with each other. Simple enough?" They both went inside the closet as he rambled on, "I'll put a timer on my phone just in case you guys forgot about this game. Other than that, have fun." And walks away.
Both of them were sitting right beside each other as (Y/N) was looking around the closet. "Man, this closet is big. Is this even a closet?" (Y/N) questioned like a curious child discovering a new everyday item for the first time. "This is Michikatsu's place, he's a rich bastard so it probably is." And (Y/N) hums.
"Do you wanna watch something, while we wait for this shit to take over?" He said, holding his phone. (Y/N) scooted closer to him, and rested her head on her shoulder, which confused him as he asked, "Why are you so close?" A faint blush formed on both of their faces as she responded, "Just... trying to fit the mood. Seeing that we both ate chocolate and waiting for the effects, might as well make it feel more intimate, y'know?"
Gyutaro groaned at the thought, but sighed as he wrapped his arm around her and asked, "What do want to watch?" (Y/N) 's mouth was gapped open, but closed as she smirked and giggled a little, making Gyutaro's pale face turn into a red complexion. "Shut up..."
A couple minutes passed as they were watching a video, when suddenly, Gyutaro stopped the video and asked her, "Do you feel tense, or hot anywhere?" She looked up at him to see that the blush on his face reappeared, but at the same time, his eyes were half-lidded, and from his perspective, the deafening sound of his heart was beating in his ears.
He started to take his hoodie off, which reveals his black plain tee, and his scrawny, yet tone arms. "You okay, Gyutaro? You look really hot..." (Y/N) said, concerned at his behavior. Gyutaro looks down at her as he says something that gives her the clarification that he didn't hear her correctly. "And so do you..."
"U-Uh... Gyutaro...?" (Y/N) said. Gyutaro dropped his phone on the floor as he the towers over her, making her fall on her back, which results in her being pinned on the ground, with his arms being beside both sides of her head. "You're so hot..." he caresses her cheek with his thumb as he starts to lower his head down and closes his eyes.
For a second, (Y/N) was scared, scared that despite being in her 20s, her first kiss was about to be with her dormmate that she'd been with throughout the last four years.
Just for a second, though.
For another second that sense of fear, turned into a sense of euphoria as she closed her eyes and let the moment happen as she felt his chapped lips touching hers. Both of them were inexperienced at this, their teeth scraping against each other as they moaned with every disconnect.
Gyutaro stops as he looks down at her. Her face, was red. Her eyes, half-lidded, nearly closed. Breath, visible. Gyutaro swallowed his saliva as his lips were quivering as he asked her, "Was... that alright?" and she nodded. She then wraps her arms around him as she pulls him back down and utters, "More." And kisses him again.
Gyutaro graons as he wrapped his arms around his arms around her body, and laid down on their sides as they were getting more into it with the kissing. They hesitantly stuck their tongues into each other's mouths, and slowly started to twirl with one another. It felt so weird to both of them, but them being laced with aphrodisiacs, it felt like they could do anything without any trouble.
They briefly stopped as Gyutaro grabbed the zipper of (Y/N)'s jacket, and zipped it down to reveal her white shirt. He grabbed the bottom, and was about to pull them up, but he refrained himself as he exclaimed, "F-Fuck... I don't care what I say at this point, but can I see your tits? My mind is just aching to see what they look like and I can't seem to control myself..."
Sure, Gyutaro has taken drugs during his years in university, but not the type that would make him really horny, so this was like a new thing to him. (Y/N) nods as she softly spoke, "I-Its... okay. I'm excited about this too... so don't stop." He chuckles a little as he pulls he pulls her shirt up to reveal her solid black sports bra which had her erect nipples poking out of them.
"You freaky bitch..." Gyutaro uttered out. Something inside (Y/N)'s mind clicked. Him calling her a bitch felt degrading, but at the same time, it made her mind a little fuzzy. There wasn't enough time to ponder about it as Gyutaro pulled her sports bra up to reveal her breasts to her. "Fuck..." He elicited as he roughly groped them, making (Y/N) softly moan.
His hands were so rough against her, as he was squeezing them and was surprised at how soft they were in his hands. It felt like marshmallows to him, which was an amazing feeling to him. He licks his lips as he stopped fondling with one of them, and started to lick her nipple. (Y/N) moans at the tingling sensation of his tongue licking her, snd fondling her at the same time.
"G-Gyutaro..." She whined out his name, as he was licking her sensitive teat. (Y/N) made a loud gasp as she felt him gnawing his teeth on her, which made her whimper, and her leg tremble a little. He stopped as he cups the breasts in his hand, and started to suck on it, which made (Y/N) wrap her arms around his head.
Gyutaro groans as he wraps his arms around her waist and places her on his pelvis where she felt something poking her inner thigh, but she was distracted at the fact that Gyutaro was sucking her breast. She lays her head down on his head as she lets out a few whimpers here and there. The aphrodisiacs that were flowing through her made her feel so much more sensitive as not only him sucking her teat made her feel good, but the lips between her hips were slowly soaking her panties.
He stops as he exclaims, "Fuck... Why does this feel so good...? I want more... I need more..." He then pinned her down to the floor as he mounted on top of her, and started to grind on her. Both of their covered genitalia were touching each other, which made them both moan with each grind that he did.
The friction of their parts touching together with their clothes on, made them feel something that they couldn't describe. "G-Gyutaro... Y-Your—" he interrupted her as they both locked lips with each other. They both moaned into each other's mouths as he started to softly thrust his hips.
His shaft was twitching inside his pants, almost as if he was about to finish right then and there, but he had to control himself. If he came right here, he would feel like the biggest loser on the planet, knowing that he ejaculated in his pants all because of a few pumps. But at the same time, his doing this had no business for him feeling this good.
"I can feel it..." (Y/N) whimpered out. Her body felt so light, it was as if she was a feather flowing through the wind as Gyutaro continued to thrust his hips. "I wanna fuck you so badly... your body is so soft and slender, that I can't hold myself back anymore. Will you... let me give you the pleasure I want?"
Him speaking to her that way in such a demanding, but begging tone made her throb down there. Her entire body shivered from that speech he did, and she almost choked on her spit as she said, "Yes... Please, fuck me, Gyutaro." A smile crept up to his face she watched him sit up and watched him grip the rim of his sweatpants.
He was about to pull them down, but turned around to see Karaku open the door behind them. "Whoa, you two got busy. Had I forgotten about the timer, you two would've done it. C'mon, get up and get out of the closet." Gyutaro scooted back away from her as she sat up and rolled her sports bra and shirt back down. Their faces were so red from this moment, it didn't even feel like 7 minutes went by.
Gyutaro picked up his hoodie as he then grabbed (Y/N)'s wrist and started to speed walk. "Gyutaro, w-what are you—" "We're going back to my dorm. This chocolate is making me feel something I've never felt before, and I refused to get blue-balled because of it." He said as he looked down at his stiff erection bulging out. Thankfully, he was wearing sweatpants, thus making it less visible. Fuck... and this is just gonna get in the way if I don't do something about it.
There were people having turns playing Mortal Kombat, this time it was a white haired tall man up against Kyojuro as they were playing Shirai Ryu Takeda, and Outlaw Erron Black. Urogi noticed that Gyutaro and (Y/N) were in a hurry, so he asked them, "Hey, did you two have fun?"
They both nodded as (Y/N) stammered, "I-It was a good party, but we gotta go back to our dorm." Urogi tilted his head like a curious dog as he responded, "But you two just got here. At least play a few games before you guys just leave us."
"You s-see, we wish we could, but our stomachs don't feel right and it would suck if we threw up while we were having fun." (Y/N) said as Gyutaro continued, "Yeah, so bye. Thank you for the fun time you gave us." And continued to speedwalk. "But the bathroom is... right there. Oh well, their loss. We're starting to bet money on this game now." He said as he was counting the amount of yen in his hands.
(Y/N) and Gyutaro both entered the car and we're fumbling to put their seatbelt on, once they did, Gyutaro put the keys in the ignition and twisted it as he put the car into reverse, backed away from one of the cars in front of them, and does a u-turn as he drives the street of the cul-de-sac.
Both of their breaths were trembling as (Y/N) was constantly rubbing her thighs together, and Gyutaro had a firm grip on the steering wheel. Both of them didn't say anything as they tried to maintain their composure so they didn't get into an accident.
My body feels like it's on fire... how can a piece of chocolate that small, affect us like this...? (Y/N) thought as she laid her head down on the dash and her leg was bouncing. Gyutaro on the other hand, was heavily striving. His hands were so firmly gripped on the wheel, that his veins started to pop out on his hands, and forearms.
Not only that, but he was so stiff down there. Stiff, and hard as a 2x4. He wanted to rip his own clothes off so he could feel cool and relieve himself. But, he only lived three minutes away from his dorm, he could get through this painful erection that he had, hopefully.
(Y/N) however, could not. She's never felt this level of lust of her life. It was almost scary to her from how needy she was to have some sort of stimulation, both to the brain, and her body. She sat back up and glanced at Gyutaro to see that he was still looking at the street he was driving in, and she took the opportunity to take her hand under her pants, and move her fingers up and down.
She puts her head on the dash, and her breath was trembling, as she felt the soaking sensation of her panties being drenched from her discharge. She mewled as her eyes were clenched closed as her fingers were moving on their own down there. This feels... so good... She balls her first that was above her head as she was moving her fingers up and down."I know, but just wait a few more seconds, alright? Once we make it to my dorm, I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you." He said, as he grabbed and squeezed her breast.
She bit her lip to refrain a moan to come out of her mouth when he touched her, its almost a surprise when he didn't bother to look what she was doing when he said that to her. It was like he tried to make her more horny than before, in which he did, but not on purpose. "O-Okay, Gyutaro..." she uttered out while in the process of touching herself.
They both arrived on the residental hall, and Gyutaro hastily unbuckled his seatbelt and turned the car off as he opens the car door. "Get out of the car. I'm gonna make sure you—" he looks to his left to see that (Y/N)'s head was arched back from the seat as as her legs were spread open while she was touching her wet and creamy slit down there.
His eyes were bulging out of his skull as he closed the door, trotted to the other side, opened it, unbuckled her seatbelt, and picked her up with no effort. Despite having a scrawny build, he was strong enough to pick her up with ease. They both kissed as Gyutaro was walking up the small concrete stairs to the main entrance of the door.
"I'm gonna fucking ruin you." He snarled, which made her shiver a little. He puts her down, but she grabs his hand, and makes him fondle her. "Are you trying to make me more horny than I already am? I'm fucking stiff as a rock and yet you're making me touch you."
"Is it working?"
He unlocks the door, pulls her into the room, pushes her into his bed, and mounts on top of her. They looked into each other's eyes, both of their faces had a blood-red color on their top half, and their ears as they were both slightly sweaty. "Show me your fingers. The ones where you were touching yourself when I was driving." He demanded her as she pulled her hand out of her pants as she revealed her wet, creamed covered fingers.
"Disgusting... You're such a slut, you know that right?" He said, which made her feel a little flustered, but the good kind, of course. "N-No, I'm not... it's the c-chocolate..." she said, avoiding eye contact with him. He chuckled as he wrapped his hand around her waist, opened his mouth, and licked her fingers that were covered in her discharge.
He closed his eyes as he was licking them, some of it even got down to the webbing, and he licked there as well. (Y/N)'s face turned red as a tomato as she watched him lick her fingers so sensually. She didn't think he would be capable of doing something so erotic like this.
Once he finished, he sat up, and scooted back as she started to untie her shoes and dropped them on the floor. He grabbed the rim of her pants, and pulled them down to reveal her panties that were completely soaked. So much so, that it was transparent and he could see her slit, camel toe and and her erect clit. "Wow... You're so wet..." he started to rub his palm on it, which made her flinch a little. "And it's squishy too... did me grinding my dick on you excite you that much? Or did me groping you amplify that?" He croaked out, his voice sounding raspy, which made her body shiver yet again.
"I-I... Um... it was... both of them." She mutters out, which he didn't hear so he asks her, "What was that? I couldn't hear you. Try moaning it out for me." He moved his fingers up and down. She stifled a moan she blurted out, "Both. I-It was both." He smiles as he gets an answer from her, and he stops as he unties his shoes, takes them off, and takes off his sweatpants.
He took off (Y/N)'s pants, and threw them somewhere on the floor as he was now on his knees, and his boxers had a huge tent poking out. He wraps his arms around her legs, and started to grind his his hips up and down against her wet panties. They both started to moan due to the friction of their undergarments touching against each other, both of them extremely sensitive from the pleasure that was flowing throughout their bodies.
"So fucking good..." he uttered as he felt himself twitching. His boxers were slowly becoming drenched as not only that (Y/N)'s juices were dampening them, but so was his precum that was seeping through. It smelled so musky, but in the sense that made (Y/N) dizzy with lust. Her head felt fuzzy for a second as she said, "G-Gyutaro..."
He stops as he looks at her and says, "What? You wanna do it now? Not that I'm complaining." She softly shook her head as she said something that she would never say if she was sober. "No... I... wanna... I wanna suck your c-cock."
Her saying that activated something inside him, his shaft was frantically twitching as he didn't ask any more questions, and pulled them off. For a man who looked like he had little to no muscle mass, he was packing quite the package down there.
Although there was a bit of messy hair down there, but that didn't matter to (Y/N). He then sat down and said, "Come here." Which she complied as she was slowly crawling up to her. She wrapped her hand around it, and it felt so hot. It was like her hand was melting due to how warm it felt in her hand. She then lowered her head down as she caught a whiff of its arousing musk surrounding it, making her head go blank for a quick second before she snapped back to reality.
"Well? What are you waiting for?" He questioned. (Y/N) swallowed the spit that was in her mouth as she started to give kitty licks on the tip of it. It tasted a little salty, but it didn't bother her in the slightest. Gyutaro softly grunted as she watched her do this, and so he stroked her hair as he gave her a little praise, "There you go, that's a good girl." And softly slaps her.
She moaned from the slap, which is something she never thought she would be into, but she was becoming corrupted by the drug in her body, so her principles were being bent as time went on. She started to kiss the tip, and soon, started to twirl her tongue around it. His breath hitched and he elicited a moan as he closed his eyes and uttered, "F-Fuck..."
His hips then coiled as he felt her warm lips wrap around him, and she started bobbing her head up and down. His neck arched back as he lets out a shaky exhale as he gripped his bed sheets as she was only sucking the tip, but it felt like he was gonna finish at any moment.
He tastes so good... my mind is just going black just from sucking him off. I feel like such a whore doing this, I've never done this before, and yet I want more from him... she thought as she closed her eyes and put her hands on his inner thighs as she was pleasing him.
He was about to grab his phone and record this, but then he remembered that he put his phone in one of his pockets in his pants, so all he could do was just watch her as she swallowed his length. Give or take, she was heavily inexperienced at this, but that didn't mean she was doing a good job of making him feel good. A pleasurable blowjob is enough to negate all the negatives of oral pleasure.
Gyutaro's face started to look drunk-like. One of his eyes was closed while the other was struggling to stay open. His face looked a bit sweaty as he was covering the bottom half of his face with his fist. (Y/N) started to become sloppy as her saliva started to run down his shaft, and her head started to bob faster. Some of her spit was going down her chin due to how much effort she was putting into pleasing him.
She would slurp the saliva she had produced as he started to deepthroat him. His warm, thick length filled her mouth, making her jaw hurt as she was making him feel good. "Dosh it phel gud, Yutaro?" She said, with her mouth full. "Y-Yeah... It feels really good... Too good..." he then grips her head and starts to thrust his hips into her mouth. (Y/N) slightly whimpered as it felt like his tip was hitting the back of her throat.
There is a plus in this situation however, she didn't have a gag reflex. Meaning that he could be aggressive with her and not worry about her throwing up. Her throat might take some time to heal though, but a minor drawback at the end of the day. Or in this term, night.
Her hands slid off his thighs as she felt her body go limp, her mind slowly going blank as he was skullfucking her. His hair down there was being moisturized from the spit that was leaking down his shaft, and the sound of her slurping on him was like white noise to his ears.
His breath starts to get heavy as he huskily utters out, "Fuck, I-I... ngh..." (Y/N) felt his shaft twitching inside her mouth, nearing his arrival. He arched his head back as his breath was trembling he scrunched his eyes closed, and clenched his teeth as his moans were audible enough for (Y/N) to hear them.
"F-Fucking... gonna..." his thrusts were faster as his shaft started to twitch more and more. He then moved his hips back, and left her mouth with a faint pop elicited from her lips as he wrapped his hand around him as he frantically stroked it. He grips her hair as he commands her to, "Open your mouth."
She opens her mouth, and stuck her tongue out as he breathlessly vociferated, "Just like that. Just... like..." he couldn't finish his sentence as he curled his toes as he was getting closer and closer. (Y/N) closed her eyes as she waited for him to release his spunk onto her face. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, O-OH... f-fuck..." he huskily exclaimed as his muscles constricted and shot out his white, sticky ropes all over her face.
(Y/N) flinched as she felt his warm load sticking to her face, each one feeling thicker than the last. It got everywhere on her, from her chin, her cheeks, her forehead, the bridge of her nose, essentially her entire face. Luckily it didn't get in her hair or eyes, otherwise, there would be problems between them. But some of it did get into her mouth, the slimy, sticky texture of it felt so weird in her mouth, but she had no choice but to swallow it, feeling his seed going down her throat.
It's so... salty... and bitter... she thought as she shivered a little from the taste. "F-Fuck..." Gyutaro wheezed out as he bent his head back and looked at the ceiling. He laughed as he said, "You... Are one freaky ass girl, y'know that?" His breathing was calming down as his heart was slowing down. Despite all that, he was still erect and it was aching for more.
(Y/N) didn't say anything, but had a blush on her face as she got out of his bed and walked to the bathroom to clean her face. His cum dripped down on her hand as she grabbed a roll of toilet paper, and cleaned herself off. As she was doing this, she felt his arms wrap around her waist, and hotdogged his shaft in between her cheeks.
He kissed the back of his neck as he softly croaked, "How did my cum taste? Was it salty to you? I saw the way you swallowed it without any hesitation." The blush on her face started to get redder as he started to grind his shaft on her making her whimper a little. "C'mon, admit that you liked it. There's no point in denying it." His humping started to get more aggressive, enough to make (Y/N) budge with every thrust.
"It... did taste salty, and bitter. But, I couldn't help but swallow it..." she admitted with a hint of shame in her voice as she wiped her chin that was covered in his cum and her spit. She threw the pieces of toilet paper in the small trash can as she felt him pull her panties down, and started to slide his rod on her lips.
Her arms started to tremble as she bent down on the sink as she started to feel weak from him rubbing his shaft against her. "You're so wet down there, even after you sucked me off. Guess I should repay the favor, huh?" He then picked her up, and walked back to his bed as he dropped her face first into the comforter, and pulled her back so she was standing.
He puts his fingers down there, making (Y/N) mewl as her legs begin to shake while she is on her toes. "But, before I do, I want to hear you say it. Say you want me to fuck you, and I'll give it to you." He said that with a wanton smile on his face. He was teasing her as he was moving his fingers around her lips. Her mouth trembled as she elicited a quivering exhale as she whined out, "P-Please... F-Fuck me..."
The smile on his face got a little bigger as he grabbed his rod, and started to move it on her sensitive cunt. "What was that? I couldn't hear you loud enough." He bit the tip of her ear as she said it a little more clearly for him to hear as she iterated, "Please, fuck me, Gyutaro."
A moan escaped her lips as she felt his tip going slowly inside her, and was slowly moving in and out of her. "Repeat that one more time for me." He said as he wrapped his hand around her neck, and tightly gripped it.
Tears of depravity rolled out of her eyes as she vociferated, "P-Please fuck me, Gyutaro! S-Stick fat cock inside me as you rail me, and make me drunk for you! I want to—" Gyutaro kissed her lips as he wasted no time, and propelled his hips into her.
Her eyes closed as she felt her body become limp as Gyutaro let go of her neck, and she plopped face-first into the comforter, slowly becoming a moaning mess. "Th-Thank you, Gyutaro... thank y-you..." she reverberated with each thrust that was making her voice sound bouncy. "Anything for a slut like you." And he smacks her ass.
She educed a yelp from her lips as she groaned from the small stinging sensation of his print on her left cheek as he was fucking her with his long, thick, meaty cock. Sweat began to develop on his forehead, as wiped the sweat off of his head, while having strands of hair stuck to his forehead as he started to take his shirt off, he threw the shirt on the floor as he was fully naked, and was going all out.
How is she so wet, and yet so tight? It's like she wants me to cum as fast as possible from this combo. But that ain't gonna happen, not until I feel satisfied with her. He reckoned as his hips were moving like a piston, having a firm grip on both sides of her waist. (Y/N) was moaning and groaning from every thrust that she received as her wet, creamy, sticky cunt was being pounded by him.
"G-Gyutaro...~" she mewled out his name as her legs began to shake. He was gripping his bedsheets as all she could do at the moment was take him. The sound that her slit was making was do lewd, someone might've thought that they were making pasta. She yelped as she felt him smack her ass yet again. "You like that, huh? You like when I smack your fat ass and watch it make waves when my hips hit yours?" And he smacks it a third time.
She slowly nods at him as she stutters out, "Y-Yes... My body feels so hot that it feels like I-I'm melting... snd your cock is the only thing I can feel right now. And you smacking my ass, it feels like a shock flowed through me, i-it stings, but it feels so good...~" she plopped her face into the comforter as her moans were muffled, but still audible.
"You're such a fucking whore. And I love it." He then slides out, making (Y/N) almost collapse on her feet when he turns her body around, and picked her feet up so she could be laying down on the bed. He mounted on top of her as he grabbed her shirt and pulled it up for her to take off.
He threw the shirt, and pointed at her sports bra and commanded her, "Take them off." (Y/N) sits up, but straight enough to make a 90° angle, but enough for her to grab the rim of her sports bra. She slowly pulled them up as her breasts were getting caught in her bra, until Gyutaro witnessed them drop and softly bounce once she took it off.
She dropped her bra, and she was fully naked. both of them, their hearts beating out of their chests, their body temperature going through the roof, the lack of air in their lungs as they were making eye contact with each other. (Y/N) laid back down, and spread her legs open as she extended her arms to him, and said, in a rather hush, venereal tone, "Please, fuck me, and make me scream, Gyutaro."
Something snapped inside of Gyutaro when she said that to him. It was like he lost all of his senses of control, as he wrapped his hand around her neck, and reentered inside her and moved his hips so fast and rough, that the bed was plangently creaking.
A crooked smile formed on his face as he stated, "You wanted this, didn't you? All those years of tension with us being together finally caught up to you. Who knew, that all it t-took, ngh... was an edible for you to let it out..."
She hated it admit it if she was sober, but he was right. It took one edible for her to realize her true intentions to him. She just didn't expect how much has been holding back throughout these semesters. A single tear formed in her eyes as she made eye contact with his eyes and said, with her voice sounding raspy, "I-I... Love you."
Love you...? Gyutaro repeated in his mind. She, loved him? Despite him giving no time to breathe to please himself after all the bullshit he had to withstand with her? She was either too cock-drunk, or this were her true feeling towards him, despite her still being on the effects of the aphrodisiacs.
He wasn't sure how to respond, as he slapped her again, albeit with a sense of weakness behind it, and wrapped both of his hands on her neck. Her eyes closed as she makes smile, and wrapped both of her hands on his wrists. "M-Make me cum... p-please..."
Gyutaro felt conflicted choking her now, now that she said that she loved him, so to distracted himself from it, he lowers his head, and kissed her. Gyutaro groans while (Y/N) puled as both of their tongues were dancing with each other. Their saliva going down their chin as their heads were tilted to make the kiss deeper. The way his tongue was dominating hers, it was like he was showing her who was in charge here.
But, she wasn't complaining.
They both stopped kissing, their saliva stretching between each other as (Y/N) slowly opened her eyes and repeated the words, "I l-love you..." Gyutaro's face turned burgundy when she said that to her the second time, and yet it felt more sentimental than the first one. Maybe it was because they both kissed? Maybe it was because she was letting him choke her? So many questions, for so little time.
Gyutaro let's go of (Y/N)'s neck, showing a faint imprint, and depressed himself to (Y/N)'s breasts, and started to suck on them. He wrapped his arms around (Y/N)'s body, his hands felt so bony against her skin, but it felt in some way reassuring to her. "I-I... Wuv phyu tu..."
(Y/N) smiles as she wrapped her arms and legs around him as she says, "T-Thank you..." tears streaking down on her face. The continuous sound of the bed creaking, and their cream-covered genitalia stroking each other filled the dorm, as (Y/N)'s breath shuddered like she was on ecstasy, as her stomach started to form a knot as her body felt tingly.
"G-Gyutaro, I feel weird..." she said as her breathing started to become unstable, and she was struggling to stifle a few moans. "Gyutaro... Gyutaro..." she repeated his name in a high pitch tone as she curled her toes and felt the knot snap inside her stomach as she squirted her cunt-juice all over his pelvis and cock, all while he was continuously thrusting his hips, making her feel maximum stimulation.
She dug her nails into his back and scratched him, making his back draw blood as her hands started to go down. He bit her nipple, which caused her to arch her back and neck while eliciting a soundless scream and her brain became static.
He stops as he rose back up and says, "You're so... fucking... sexy." He lays his head on her shoulder, and he lets out a few moans in her ear. (Y/N) moans as she felt his teeth scrape her neck, and he started to lick it. Her entire body felt numb at this point, it was like she was paralyzed and all she could feel was his rod rearranging her insides.
His breathing began to sound heavy as he felt himself constantly twitching. His body felt tingly as he bit his lip and lets out a stifled groan as he started to move faster and faster. "Do it... do it..." she begged. Gyutaro clenched his eyes closed as he bit her neck, making her elicit a shaky groan as he made a few final thrusts, before he slipped out and his spunk spewed out. He moans as he felt his shaft throbbing and shooting out his seed onto (Y/N)'s skin, each throb being a little bit more painful than the last.
Once he finished, his entire body was shaking, and his arms were striving to help him hover above (Y/N). They both looked down to see the mess they both made from their fluids. "Fuck..." They both looked back at each other and stared for a few seconds before Gyutaro cupped her cheek, narrowed the distance between each other, and kissed. (Y/N) whimpered, while Gyutaro lets out a shaky groan as they pecked each other's lips and twirled their tongues together.
They stopped, and Gyutaro crawled out of bed as he walked to the bathroom. (Y/N) couldn't do anything but look up at the ceiling as she was so exhausted from getting fucked. But, she loved it. She has never felt anything like what just happened before. If anything, if she was sober, she might've equally as enjoyed it if she wasn't drugged. He came back with a roll of toilet paper and started to tear it up to clean her stomach and her part off.
It didn't feel much when he cleaned her stomach, but she felt a sharp pain when she felt the piece of paper rub her abused slit. She jolted and groaned as Gyutaro says, "S-Sorry. I'll try to be less rough." And he started to clean her more gently.
Her legs flinched with every stroke of the toilet paper, but it wasn't so painful as his intital swipes. She softly groaned with every swipe, her breath trembling as she let him clean her. Once he finished, he grabs the bundle of used toilet paper, and threw him in the trash can.
Walks back to his bed, grabbed the comforter, and lays down next her. Gyutaro wraps his arms around her, as he kissed her forehead, and said, "I love you..." before succumbing to his tiredness and went to sleep.
(Y/N) smiles as she kissed his lips and says, "I love you, too..." and laid her head on his chest.
...
Dawn was arriving, as Gyutaro was the first to wake up, and was met with an aching headache. He was about to sit up, but something was weighing him down. He looks under the cover to see a sleeping, naked (Y/N) laying on his chest, and he softly pulled the covers back down as he looks at the ceiling and thought, Holy shit... so what happened last night wasn't a drug trip... I really fucked her...
He looks to his right to see some sort of sticky note on his phone on the nightstand. He removes the sticky note and read in his head,
Make sure you don't leave your stuff in a random strangers closet.
- U.
And at the bottom left shows a small doodle of Urogi with his tongue sticking out and and x across his face. Gyutaro clickd his tongue as he placed the sticky note back on the nightstand as he gets on his phone. He then heard the sound of (Y/N) groaning awake as he lifted up the covers and see (Y/N) slowly opening her eyes.
She looks up and froze when they both made eye contact with each other. "G-Good morning." (Y/N) stammered. "M-Morning." They both continued to stare at each other for what felt like a prolonged time, until she sat up, with her breasts on full display, and he couldn't help but stare at them until (Y/N) spoke.
"Do you... recall about what we did last night?" Gyutaro ponders at that night and the first thing that popped up in his head was him skullfucking her, making his face more red. "Yes. Do you?" (Y/N) also pondered at that night as the first thing she recalled was him smacking her behind as he was thrusting her.
She blushed hard as well as she responded, "Yes... I do." She puts her hand together, avoiding eye contact with him. He sat up and pecked her forehead as he asked, "Did you enjoy it?"
She looked up at him to seeing his eyes looking genuine, like he wanted to know the definitive answer of whether she liked it or not. She pecked his lips as she responded with a, "Yes."
Gyutaro smirks as he wrapped his arms around her, and gave her a kiss, lasting for five seconds before they disconnected. "Your breath stinks." (Y/N) deadpanned as Gyutaro couldn't help but laugh at that comment. But, he clapped back as he responded, "And you smell."
(Y/N) pouted as she sat on the edge of the bed, and was about to stand up, but collasped as her legs felt so weak. Gyutaro laughs as she says, "It's not funny. Help me get to the shower."
Well, seeing that were both naked... why not? Gyutaro thought as he removed the covers off his bed, and got out as he crouched down and put her arm around his neck. They both started to walk to the shower, and Gyutaro, surpisingly being a gentleman, turns the shower on.
He went back to get their towels as (Y/N) was leaning back on the wall. Although it was nice of him to do this, her bottom half still hurted like hell. Specifically, her pussy. He was so rough with her, it's honestly a miracle that the bed didn't even break.
Luckily it didn't take long for him to recover the towels as he puts them on the sink. He sticks his hand out to see how warm or cold the water was, and came to find out that it was the perfect temperature. He opens the curtans and grabs (Y/N)'s wrist as he softly pulled her to the shower.
Once she got in first, he followed suit. The both stood together as they were being drenched in the warm water. Gyutaro lowered his head down and kissed her neck as he repeated, "I love you... I love you so much." (Y/N) giggled as she pets his hair and says, "I love you, too." And they both started to clean each other.
A couple minutes go by, and Gyutaro twists the handle down as the shower turns off. (Y/N) opens the curtains and grabbed both of their towels as they began to dry off. They both dried off their hair, which made (Y/N) vulnerable as she turned around while doing it in the process. He looks down to see her cake open to him, and he couldn't help but give it a hard slap, letting his intrusive thoughts win.
(Y/N) yelped as she looked back at him to see a smile on his face that read, "Yeah I smacked your ass, whatcha gonna do about it?" (Y/N) turned her whole body around as she looked at him and said, "Now you turn around." He chuckles as he obeys her, and looks back at her. She raised her hand up, and smacked it, making Gyutaro laugh as he says, "Didn't feel a thing."
She pouts as he turns back around and kisses her forehead. "But, if it makes you feel any better, I'll admit that it stung a little." And scruffed her hair. She smacked his ass again, and blurted, "Okay, that one didn't even hurt."
Once they finished drying themselves off and brushing their teeth, they both wore their undergarments as Gyutaro wore a pair of boxers, and (Y/N) put on panites and a shirt. Gyutaro yawned again and said, "You wanna take a nap? It's Sunday, so we don't have to do anything for the day." And scratched his head. "I..." She yawned as well, stretching her arms, "...don't need to sleep again."
He scoffs as he responded, "Yeah, sure you don't." He then got under (Y/N)'s bed as he prepped the pillow and laid down. "If you change your mind, you know what to do." He said as he pulled his closed his eyes.
(Y/N) stood there for a couple of seconds before she lets out a sigh of defeat and walked up to her bed as she got under the covers and laid next to him. A smirk crept up to his face as he said, "I knew you couldn't resist." Which made (Y/N) blush as she retorted back, "Shut up."
He chuckles before he wraps his hand around her, and went back to sleep. (Y/N) drops the pout on her face as she made a smirk before she laid her head on his chest, and went back to sleep.
04-25-24 - I feel like the last part wasn't really needed, but I'll leave that up to y'all. Hope you guys enjoyed this, had to write something good for arguably the most underrated character in the show.
Until next time,
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Take care.
And to any of you who are cruious about that Scorpion combo that Sekido did to Karaku (probably not a lot), here.
T/CW: video game gore:
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yandere gyutaro headcannons !
✧༉‧₊˚୨ 🖇 ୧・request; " I really liked your yan kokushibo headcannons, can I get akaza, doma and gyutaro next plss?? "
✧༉‧₊˚୨ 🪴 ୧・author's note; here's pt. 2!! as promised :) If you want to view akaza's click here, to view kokushibo's click here. next up should be inosuke then doma! i lowkey made gyutaro sound like the joker lmfao
✧༉‧₊˚୨ 🍃 ୧・ pairing; gyutaro x g/n reader! {you/your pronouns!}
✧༉‧₊˚୨ ✖ ୧・trigger warnings; manipulation, isolation, kidnapping, stalking, vague mentions of physical abuse, psychotic behavior, possessive nature, jealousy, abuse of power, love-bombing and grammar errors. If you are sensitive towards any of these themes please dni for they will be mentioned. {proofread.}
⚝. Just a reminder I don't tolerate nor do I encourage the following topics in reality; I like keeping it strictly to fiction.
꒰🪴꒱. Gyutaro is mesmerized by you. You were simply a treasure that needed to be preserved from the harsh reality of this cruel world. He couldn't lose you to the others who were out to get you for their own selfish desires and needs! The others only wanted you to suffice their own egotistical needs of theirs, they didn't care for you. They didn't for what you were. They only needed you for their own purposes, afterwards, they would simply discard you as if you meant as little as a speck of dust. A germ. An imperfection.
꒰🍃꒱. Well, that's what he thought about the others around you - so despicable and disgusting. They always reminded him of his past, when he was weak, feeble, a good-for-nothing, a useless, ugly child. All he wanted was to protect the ones he loved; his precious sister, Ume. He'd risk his life just for her, she was his everything and the only one who didn't frown upon him.
꒰🪴꒱. Unlike his fellow demons (Kokushibo + Akaza), you two never actually encountered eachother. It was more of a love-at-first-sight situation honestly. While at the Entertainment district one faithful night, he saw you from the shadows whilst Daki was busy capturing more victims to add to the food supply. You were walking and minding your own business as his eyes sage-green eyes glowed almost perfectly in the darkness which he watched from, a soft orangey umber lightly glistened to compliment his pupils. Those eyes followed your every move and trait you exhibited right there and then.
꒰🍃꒱. Gyutaro found you rather intriguing. Something radiated off of you, and that something wrapped him around your pinky. Was this some kind of spell of sorts? You were so alluring! But again, you were human. Those same disgusting creatures which he utterly despised. They could be so cruel. So unforgiving with no compassion for those in a position lower than them. He wanted to get away from you; you could've been of the same breed, a repulsive soul.
꒰🪴꒱. Surely, that could potentially be the case, however, why would he be so captivated by you if that were to be true? It didn't add up! He hasn't felt this way towards anyone but Daki; and it's safe to say, she isn't human. Not anymore at least. However, this felt stronger and it had more of a certain grasp on him than previously thought. What was he doing being so caught up with a simpleton?
꒰🍃꒱. He kept watching. The further you walked into the district, he began moving from roof to roof, still keeping himself hidden but still able to sneak glimpses of you. Your hair swayed in the chilling gale as an angelic smile plastered itself along your face, he watched how your face crinkled from your smile. It was so adorable.
꒰🪴꒱. He blushed. The heat was ever so slowly rising to his face as he kept watching you in all your beauty, you were a natural charmer, possibly. Gyutaro had never been so caught up with someone let alone a human like this before! But it could've been petty feelings due to the given moment. It wasn't a puppy crush after all, he would most likely never see you ever again. Yet, that was something he didn't want to happen.
꒰🍃꒱. He was so torn between letting you go or keeping you for himself. He is a bit selfish. As the night was still young, he took this time to his advantage. Meticulously taking his time to watch you, looking about to see if you talked to specific persons, your interests? Maybe even mannerisms and habits you exhibited at the time. Honestly, he did find you a bit strange even if you had him head-over-heels. Yoshiwara was known for sex work and having many prostitutes; who knew what you went there for.
꒰🪴꒱. Hours upon hours went by, it felt like mere minutes to Gyutaro. At that time, you've already done your business at the district and was focused on making your way back home. He couldn't lose you like that! Not after you captured his attention that is. He needed to know more about you to know you inside and out.
꒰🍃꒱. He finally made up his mind. He was going to follow you home; so creepy! But he did what had to be done. He followed you from afar still keeping you in his line of sight and made sure to remember where you lived. He had to retain that information, it's not like he'd see you often at the district.
꒰🪴꒱. Within a matter of 2-3 weeks, he observed your routine. Likes, interests, habits, eating patterns, sleeping patterns and all. Keeping tabs on you nearly always (when he could at least). The nights were spent with him carefully peeking through your window, watching your chest rise up and down as you slept peacefully, unaware of the green eyes resting themselves on your figure.
꒰🍃꒱. I am a firm believer that the demon tends to take things of yours just before you head to bed/not in the room at the time. He's sneaky and cunning with it as well; only small stuff though! Things such as a small fragment of clothing or trinket in your room that still has lingering touches of your scent. Something not so detectable.
꒰🪴꒱. As for rivals, he'd never dare to hurt them well maybe one or two, but what's one human less? Gyutaro is more of a person, well demon, to sulk in his own mind and overthink that'd you'd always prefer that person over him; after all he's an ugly, pathetic demon. That's all he is right? He just hates the thought of you belonging to another besides him.
꒰🍃꒱. It doesn't take him long to inform Daki of his new found strange behavior (sneaking out at nights all the time). And she is astonished, he older brother having a crush over someone? They must be great. If only it was a simple crush and not a full-blown obsession. However, as soon as Daki hears it's a human she's partially skeptical over this whole situation, yet she wants her beloved brother happy. Even when he rants for ages about you like a fangirl.
꒰🪴꒱. Honestly, it doesn't take him long to finally take you as his own; with the help (and permission) of Ume of course. He truly cannot withstand seeing you interact with those others. Who knows what their intentions may be? And after so many years of pining after you,, he needs to feel you. Just feel the soft warmth of your skin against his for once, his only wish.
꒰🍃꒱. At last, he took you to your new home! where he and his sister resides at the district. He felt so ecstatic that you're finally near him, now he doesn't have to make it a chore to find you every night. Isn't that great? You'll be right next to him every second of every day! In contrast to Gyutaro, Daki seems to be harsher towards you. Don't get me wrong she likes you, for her brother's sake, but you're a mere human. You better not try anything with her brother.
꒰🪴꒱. As expected, when you awoke you would freak out. Both of them would obviously have to explain themselves, more importantly, your fanboy had to. He was nervous and jittery, being in your presence sent him sky high! But he wasn't the most - good looking; he knew this well and clear.
꒰🍃꒱. Therefore, he opted to win you over with gifts. Maybe have Daki go and get you a nice outfit to suit your beauty, how about flowers? Many people like that! A home-cooked meal? Well he usually eats his meals raw.. but will try just for you! He just wants to have your love all to himself. Tying you up and night or holding you tightly within his arms. Sniffing at your hair and eagerly cherishing your scent. Wishing for you to be his yet doubt lingered in the back of his mind. It hurts him. Please, don't try to even fight back; it will not end well, especially if Daki is around - she can be ill-tempered.
꒰🪴꒱. You better get used to your new normal. It's not changing for even a moment.
© angelic-dew, please don't translate or reclaim without permission <3
#headcanon#yandere#yande.re#tw: yandere#yandere demon x reader#yandere demon slayer#yandere gyutaro#gyutaro#kny x you#yandere kny#kimitsu no yaiba#tw: stalking#tw: mental health#tw: long post#ahhhhh its done#demon slayer#demon slayer hcs#demon slayer x you#demon slayer kimetsu no yaiba#demon slayer fanfic#kimetsu no yaiba
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