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xfgpng · 7 months

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Hotaru Haganezuka

— : [nsfw] unprotected sex, pet names + mentions of blood

— : kink :: knife play

he’s good with swords. it’s always been his passion and he likes the way you sit and watch him, glancing at his hands shyly every time he gets to work.

he notices the way you squeeze your thighs together when he’s using smaller daggers and knives. it could be for work or when he’s simply making dinner, you’re not nearly as subtle as you think you are and he finds it adorable as much as he finds it sexy.

his sweet wife had a thing for sharp knives?

he’d laugh if he didn’t like it so much because if he was being honest, the idea of holding you up against the wall with a knife placed gently against your throat makes him hard.

“see something you like sweetheart?” he asks and he sees the moment your eyes glaze over before you scoff and look away from him.

“stop talking nonsense” you say dryly, “am i not allowed to watch my husband anymore?”

“oh baby” he laughs, “you can do more than just watch”

you roll your eyes but he sees the way you swallow and fix your skirt. it’s your tell and he’d never get tired of reading you.

“come here” he says and you do as you’re told even though you act like you don’t want to. you both know this silly game you like to play, letting him have his way every time.

“you’re so bossy” you sigh, wrapping your arms around his neck as he pushes you up against the wall behind you.

you gasp when he lifts your skirt up, using the knife in his free hand to cut your panties off you. he moves fast and you bite back a moan, refusing to let him know how good he makes you feel despite not doing anything.

“i liked those!” you frown, slapping his chest.

“too fucking bad” he chuckles, pressing the cold metal of the blade against your throat, “i’ll just buy you new ones”

“you’re so— fuck” you grip his arm as he slams into you without warning. it hurts but just the way you like it and it’s not like it’s been that long, your husband was insatiable and had fucked you gently this morning.

“there she is” he grins, licking his lips as he stares down at your lips and then the blade pressed closer than he had intended.

his eyes widen when he sees the thin cut and the tiny droplets of blood. he moves to pull away, apologising profusely but you grab him by the back of his head and kiss him hard.

he feels it then, the way you clench and unclench around him and how wet you are. his mind goes blank for a moment and all he can think about is being inside you and the knife still pressing into your skin.

it’s no longer pressed that hard against your throat but it sends a spark up your spine when you feel how cold it is and how warm he feels inside you.

your head lols to the side and he takes the opportunity to kiss and bite, licking the spot where the blade had accidentally cut you.

“feel good baby?” he whispers and you nod, moaning against his lips when he moves to kiss you again

“who knew you’d be such a perv” he scoffs, thrusting harder and pushing you further up the wall.

you can’t really argue with him, too busy moaning and chasing your high. he can’t take his eyes off you, from the way your eyes cross to the way your mouth hangs open. he’s always found you so beautiful but like this? you looked the best.

the knife pressed up against your neck looks good against your skin and he knows he won’t be able to get the image out his mind for weeks.

he wonders if you’d be interested in trying other things but the way you squeeze around him tells him everything he needs to know.

he smirks and leans in to kiss you.

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peachesareyummy · 11 months

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YALL WE GOT HIM WE GOT HIM GO ON TIK TOK RN AND SEARCH HOTARU HAGANEZUKA!!! WE GOT HIM YAHOOO IM KICKING MY LEGS SCREAMING CRYING SOBBING AND JUMPING WE GOT OUR HUSBAND!!!!

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toxiccluvvv · 2 years

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Best Part;

Pairing: Hotaru Haganezuka x reader

Content warning: Degrading, threatening w/ a knife, and physical alteration (both are very brief)

Word count: 629 words

Readers sex: Female

Summary: Hotaru hears locals bashing you.

This is a request for @ultravioletqueen!

I hope you enjoy!

Honestly want to make more about Hotaru..

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You live in the hidden swords village, you grew up there with you family. Your family has been known for making knifes, and smaller weapons to fight with. They’ve always believed that the small things matter just as much as the big things, you’ve mastered their techniques and you are among the best in your family.

Though your husband Hotaru praises your work, many make fun of your work. You can’t pretend to not know what’s being said, because they make it very obvious. Your husband doesn’t see it because he is always focused on you when he’s not working, but let me tell you when he first heard it.. it wasn’t good.

You and Hotaru are walking to go get some of his dango, when you heard a couple of men make fun of you as you walked by. “Look at that scum.. I’d be ashamed if I ever dedicated my time to something as stupid as knife making.” One of the man chucked, “I know! The smaller things don’t mean shit compared to the swords.” The other laughed. “She should be glad she has such a skillful husband, otherwise-“

The man was cut short by Hotaru grabbing the collar of his shirt, “what were you saying about my wife?” He asked glaring at the man. The man, obviously shocked, was speechless. You ran over to your husband and grabbed his toned arm, “Taru.. it’s okay..” you whispered looking at your husband through your mask.

He shook his head as he pulled out one of your best knifes, when you made your best knife you gifted it to the man, and put it the man’s throat. “If i ever hear you or any other person in the damn village speak about my wife like that ever again, I won’t stop.” He growled as he pressed the knife into his neck slightly.

The man shook while shouting, “okay! I understand!” You pulled your mask on your forehead as you pleaded with your husband, “Please! Stop! It’s not that serious Taru!” You shouted as you pulled the man’s arm.

He dropped the man as pulled your mask back down, “let’s go dear.” He grabbed your hand and laced his hands with you, squeezing your hand softly. “I’m sorry I lost my cool.. I can’t stand hearing them speak poorly about you..” he spoke looking down at his hand in yours.

“It’s okay.. it’s really not that serious babe..” you spoke as you swung the two of your hands back and forth. He stopped in his tracks, pulling you back to face him.

He pulled his mask up, looking at you. “I won’t ever let anyone speak poorly about you, you’re nothing less than a queen and I refuse to allow others to speak about you like that.” You felt tears fill your eyes as you lifted your own mask, you got on your tippy toes and places a kiss on the man’s lips. The two of you have shared many kisses throughout your relationship, but each kiss feels like the first time.

“Don’t cry beautiful, let’s go get some dango! It’ll cheer you up!” The man spoke as he pulled the both of your masks down, running toward the dango store. You giggled as you allowed the man to pull you along with him, you loved him more than he’d ever know.

When the two of you arrived at the dango store you ordered his favorite and went on your way, “let’s go home now, we got the dango.” He spoke with a smile under his mask while walking. “I’m sorry if I ruined your day…” you whispered feeling insecure about what happened earlier that day.

“How can you ruin my day, when you’re the best part of it.”

(Okay, this is mad short, so it’s possible I’ll come back and touch this one up.)

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13rurururi · 9 months

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♡ミ Married Life with Husband! Haganezuka Hotaru (Haganezuka x Reader SFW)

featuring six moments that will make you fall in love with him all over again

Pairing: Haganezuka Hotaru x Female!Reader

Content: SFW (but there's one suggestive line), fluff, domestic life, etc.

HUSBAND! HAGANEZUKA is a surprisingly doting lover who is never ashamed to let the world know about your love-filled union.

"My wife—"

At Hotaru's 16th use of the word 'wife,' Kotetsu begins to feel his thoughts blur into anything but the unending spew of Haganezuka's wife-related stories. The young boy feels grateful that the hard-headed smith found a life partner; however, Kotetsu's patience is falling short, and he definitely does not want to know about your 10-month anniversary dinner.

Kotetsu feels a brief sigh of relief against his mask when Kanamori strolls inside the quiet teahouse. "Ah, Haganezuka-san and Kotetsu-shounen!"

Kotetsu sees Haganezuka swivel his head to face his younger colleague, and without missing a beat, he uses 'wife' for the 17th time in that very hour.

"My wife's birthday is coming up. She keeps telling me not to get her anything, but I'll be damned if I don't." Haganezuka regards Kanamori with a short nod.

"Oh, my En-chan says the same! Regardless, I'll gift her at least a bouquet of flowers. Just this other day, I came home to give her a—"

At this point, the two men were in a whole new dimension, exchanging stories about their married life. Kotetsu once again begrudgingly thanks the heavens for allowing Haganezuka to be passionate about something other than swords, but he feels himself sink onto the table as he thinks,

"There are two of them now..."

HUSBAND! HAGANEZUKA never fails to come home to you with a gift in hand, letting you know that you are always on his mind, no matter how hectic the forge gets.

"Here," he firmly places a haphazardly wrapped present on your palms. Your body jolts at the sudden weight on your arms, and you blink up at him in curiosity. "Open it."

"Hotaru," you cutely drawl out the last syllable of his name with a pout, shaking your head at your husband's stubbornness. Your lover is a gift-giver; after all, he is a maker of many marvelous blades and trinkets. In the earlier months of your relationship, he would court you with handmade jewelry, even if you bashfully tried to tell him that you'd appreciate even just simple quality time.

Lightly blushing from the adorable glint in your eye, he repeats himself, "Open it." You do just that, and you find yourself faintly gasp in wonder at a welded flower with the most intricate design he's done yet. It's made entirely out of shiny steel, reflecting your mesmerized expression on the metallic petals as you softly caressed the pattern on the leaves.

"Flowers die too quickly," he purses his lips — a mannerism he does whenever he feels shy — and turns his body to the side. "This one should last forever."

At a loss for words, you opt to kiss him meaningfully on his his blushing cheek. "I love it."

HUSBAND! HAGANEZUKA is still as stubborn as ever. He sometimes overworks his muscles until they are cramped and tense, so you — his beloved — offer to alleviate his pains with a soothing massage. He loves it.

You see Haganezuka roll his shoulders for the 5th time that morning. The crinkle of his brows seems to furrow deeper in silent aggravation.

Silently sighing, you embrace him from behind, letting your palms press firmly on his broad shoulders. This makes him groan in a mix of pain and relief, confirming that he is under discomfort.

"You never tell me when you're hurting," your breath is against his back, and you continue to massage his hard muscles.

"It's nothing that'll drag me away from smithing." His prideful quip makes you lightly slap his shoulder in annoyance, and it only makes him bark out a chuckle.

"Let me take care of you, okay?" You tip his head towards yours and bat your eyes in an attempt to persuade him. "Let's get you to bed."

Hotaru merely huffs as his lips form a suggestive smirk. "Fine, but you know I'd want to take care of you, too, my love."

HUSBAND! HAGANEZUKA will never want to prolong your arguments and misunderstandings. He may be a prideful and headstrong man, but he acknowledges your side and your feelings, even if a little begrudgingly.

The moment your husband raises his voice at you, you turn away and head to a separate room, urging yourself to regain composure as you blink away your tears.

You're aware that he doesn't mean any harm with his gruff shouts — it's more of a habit he developed due to his social ineptitude — but you can get caught up in a flurry of petty disagreements and feel saddened by his misdirected rage.

Knock, knock, knock.

You hear knuckles softly knock on the thin wooden door of your shared bedroom. Muttering a soft 'come in,' you wipe the residual tears from your face while Hotaru stalks towards you and joins you on your Western-style bed.

"I'm sorry," he exhales through his nose as he hesitantly wraps an arm around you. To his relief, you completed the embrace and snuggled close to his chest. "You're right. I shouldn't have gotten so angry at the vendor, even if he did look at you for far too long—"

"Hotaru," you cut him off in a scolding tone. "Having you beside me is enough to ward off any danger."

You gaze deeply into each others' eyes. "Just stay by my side, and we'll be fine." You softly kiss his parted lips.

Hotaru only sighs one more time. "Okay."

HUSBAND! HAGANEZUKA is protective, and his concern for your safety is immeasurable and genuine. He'll cease his work and come join you if you wish to go somewhere during the evening. You'll never feel lonely with him as your lover.

"Where are you heading?"

You feel yourself faintly jump at the sound of your husband's voice. You gaze at him as he shifts from his usual spot in the forge, a half-finished katana laying behind him.

He's been engulfed in his craft for the past 3 hours, staying completely silent and diligently focused on smithing; you simply didn't expect him to do anything else for the next few hours.

"I just want to walk outside for a while," you begin to open the sliding door to exit, but your movements are ceased when you see Haganezuka fully stand up from his station and walk towards you.

"Darling, you still have a sword to finish—"

"It's nearly nighttime. Don't be stupid." You try to protest but he stays rooted by your side. "I'm not leaving you alone."

With a bemused huff, you find yourself smile at the bulky masked man walking next to you.

You definitely feel much safer with Hotaru.

HUSBAND! HAGANEZUKA never leaves your home or sleeps without telling you he loves you. He shows it through his actions, but he regards the simple words as devoted declarations he will never forget to remind you of.

Haganezuka rises from slumber before the sun even fully peaks through the valley. It's part of his dedication to his duties as a swordsmith — the only downside is how he barely gets to spend slow mornings with you.

After firmly wrapping his scarf over his head, he stares at your sleeping figure behind his Hyottoko mask, and he feels nothing but rampant swirls of adoration and love.

He sits down next to you, his weight causing you to stir in your sleep. Lifting his battered and calloused palm towards your cheek, he caresses you softly with a smile behind his mask.

"I love you, and I cannot imagine a world without you." He adjusts his mask and kisses your forehead. "I love you."

Before he can entirely leave the bed, he feels your gentle grip tug on his arm. He looks at your smiling, half-asleep face as you whisper,

"I love you, too, Hotaru." You beckon him for another kiss, and he dips down to do just that.

At that moment, Haganezuka was certain — there won't ever be a life where you wouldn't be reborn as each others' lovers. He swears in his heart that he shall always be yours, as long as you allow him to be.

a/n: I miss Haganezuka a lot. Have some domestic fluff of him! Reblogs and comments are much appreciated! ☆

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luxthestrange · 3 months

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KNY Incorrect quotes#94 Dangos!

Somewhere in the Swordsmith Village...Hotaru and You talking about Kotetsu

Hotaru: Kotetsu is not our son, Y/n!WE ARENT EVEN MARRIED!?-

Hotaru*To Kotetsu who is climbing a chair to clean Robo-yorichii face*-Come down from the chair and eat those mitarashi dango before they get cold!?!

Kotetsu*Climbing down the chair and tugging Robo-yorichii to eat his desserts* okay Dad!

Hotaru:...

Hotaru*Looks at your smug face and grumbles*-As I was saying, our son needs some ground rules while I work on our wedding rings-

...Do I now wanna make an au of Hotaru and Hashira!y/n who only gets swords from him, and y/n is the calmest, most level-headed person there is-...thoughts guys?

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gamergirl-niffler · 10 months

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Hello! Hope you are having a nice day! May I request for a Kyojuro and/or Haganezuka x fem!reader (separately) who is particulary clingy and loving with them?

I did my best! I hope you will enjoy it! 💗💗

Kyojuro/Haganezuka with clingy fem!reader

🔥Kyojuro Rengoku🔥

‌This man is just as clingy as you are!

Of course, he is clingy! He is in love and there is no better way to show it. All Kyojuro wants to do is to spend every possible moment, having you as close as possible.

‌Cuddles are must for the both of you

It doesn't matter if it's you hugging him or him hanging on you. Both of you love cuddles because there is nothing better than the warm embrace of a loved person.

Kyojuro loves to hug you tightly after every mission, your closeness is the best reward. This feels wonderful when the mission was successful, if it wasn't... Kyojuro will cling onto you. Just be there for him and hold him tight.

He will do the same for you. Every achievement of yours, big or small, is worthy of a tight hug.

The same happens when suddenly fortune turns on you. You can cry all you want, and he will hold you to maybe make it a little better, to show that you are safe and loved.

‌BIG on PDA!

He is not ashamed to show off his love to you.

You can be doing something, maybe talking to other Hashiras or simply enjoying the day, and suddenly Kyojuro is holding your hand, kissing your cheek or forehead, wrapping his arm around you.

Walking hand in hand with you makes him feel proud! Look everyone! I love and I am loved!

By being clingy, he shows his affection... But sometimes jealousy as well.

Of course, trust is a big foundation of your relationship. He trusts you, and you trust him.

But even jealousy manage to sneak between the two of you.

You are talking to Tengen a bit too enthusiastically and a little bit too long? Kyo is there to give you a kiss or simply hug you... Just in case.

You aren't any better! Let's be honest, Kyojuro's beauty is unusual, which draws attention... Female attention…

Once you notice some girl showing interest in your man, you are glued to him! Just nuzzling to him with Innocent smile, showing that he is taken.

‌Bed cuddles!

Those are MUST just as the regular ones! Both of you get ready for bed and it's a cuddle time.

You are the little spoon because holding you like this gives him the feeling he is fulfilling his duties as a caring partner. Having you close and drifting off to sleep after a hard day is a dream come true.

Morning cuddles are just as fun! Both of you are just as sleepy, muttering a quiet 'good morning' and arguing about five more minutes!

He is just a big teddy bear that loves to hug and be hugged.

🔪Hotaru Haganezuka🔪

‌He hates how clingy you are... But he secretly loves it…

Hotaru isn't the most clingy person. There are stuff more important to do than cuddling all the goddamn time!

On the other hand... He will never admit to it, but he actually enjoys it.

He didn't experience much of a love in his life, not to mention he is kinda difficult person to be around. You are a little miracle that decided to give him a chance, and all those little actions from you feel so good and warm.

‌Cuddles are a must for you... For him, not really.

Don't get him wrong! He loves it so much... But he isn't going to show it.

Hotaru will even complain and give you a little grimace, but never push you away, accepting every hug you are willing to give him when the two of you are out of your house.

BUUUUUUUT

It is so much different when the two of you stay home. He will take it all without a word of complaint. You can hang on him whole day and he will even return some hugs.

PDA is not for him...

He is a specific person, he doesn't like to draw much attention to himself or you, so PDA is out of the question.

Let's be honest, there also isn't much need for it. Everyone knows you are his S/O and no one really wants to get into a fight with him.

Sometimes he gets soft

There are days when even he needs some love.

During those days he actually enjoys how clingy you are, and he is just as clingy back.

He hugs you back and lets you play with his hair, actually whatever you want, you can do and will not hear a word against it.

Of course, all of this only at your shared house.

Bed cuddles!

Firstly, you have to get him to bed!

Once it's done, and he is calm, it's so much nicer.

Hotaru wraps his strong arms around you and cuddles you to sleep, letting you do the same since you love it so much and how can you say no to that?!

In the morning, he is actually more clingy than you are.

He pulls you back to bed when you try to get up, muttering things like. "Come back here" or "You are staying with me for a bit more."

There is no way to escape his grasps, both arms around you and face hidden in your neck make it impossible to leave the bed. You are his favorite little spoon.

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mikasa-imadebiscults · 11 months

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hello!! can i request headcannons for haganezuka x reader with a positive, cheerful, a somewhat naive personality, impulsive asf, a dreamer and smiles all the time? (who is also trying to make everyone smile) like they're just a blob of energy running around!

thank you !!

(Yes, some good ol’ fluff headcannons, also sorry it took a while to write this I’ve been procrastinating a lot recently. I really hope you enjoy these!)

The Famous Ray of Sunshine in the Village

Hotaru Haganezuka x GN! Reader

(Warning: Nothing just fluff)

- You were very well known in the Swordsmith Village. Sometimes the people call you “The Ray of Sunshine in the Village”.

- The Village doesn’t see someone that has your personality very often, because majority of the Demon Slayer Corps are very serious people. (I said majority, not everyone so don’t @ me)

- When Haganezuka met you he didn’t know what to think. “How can someone be so positive and cheerful?” He always thinks to himself.

- Haganezuka will yell and/or get on to you if you do anything impulsive with his swords.

- Haganezuka will smile brightly and be so happy if you bring him some rice dumplings, which it’s his favorite food.

- The things you do to make others happy warms his heart.

- He thinks you’re really sweet.

- He laughs at some of your jokes and when he’s laughing he has a slight blush on his cheeks.

- He is kinda afraid of you getting hurt physically, mentally, and emotionally because of your naïve personality.

- He will chase down anyone with two sharp knifes if they hurt you.

Masterlist

#demon slayer #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer x y/n #demon slayer hcs #demon slayer fluff #kny fluff #kny hcs #kny headcanons #demon slayer haganezuka #kny haganezuka #hotaru haganezuka #haganezuka x reader

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ninapi · 8 months

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Premise: Haganezuka gets a marriage proposal from one of the elders of the village, marrying was a must for those in the Swordsmith's village, self preservation of the clan and its techniques was absolutely mandatory. He hated the idea to his very core, to say the least.

Word count: 3544

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Amongst all the preparations of the corps to beat Muzan, came the craftsmanship of the Nichirin swords, an art that had been passed from generation to generation to this day.

Haganezuka Hotaru, had the honor, some would say, to craft every single one of Tanjiro’s swords, even if the last one wasn’t his own creation, thanks to him it was in fighting conditions.

Though, this also meant one thing, now that the sword was ready he had a lot of free time since his mountain training was over as well, the sword had been officially delivered to its owner and he had just one eye left, even if he wasn’t completely sure of how all that actually happened.

Tecchin, the village’s chief and his father figure called upon him a lovely afternoon.

He thought he was being summoned for tea and sweets, as that’s usually the only reason to call him there, but that was far from the truth this time.

He was rewarded with the promised mitarashi dango set, yet tea time was not the reason for his summoning.

“Hotaru, you are to marry next full moon.” a mochi ball got stuck in his throat making him cough loudly in order to save his own life.

“WhAT?”

“You heard me, boy. It was decided already, you will marry the great granddaughter of the previous chief. I wanted her for Gantetsu, but it appears she prefers you instead. It is your duty to take her hand in marriage, it’s final.”

“But why me? What do you mean she prefers me? Why was I an option? Does she know I don’t want any part in this? Does she even know what she’s getting herself into? Tell me where she lives! I will make her regret her decision!” he was hyperventilating at this point, smoke coming out of his mask, the elder getting ready to face one of his angry outbursts.

“I do not know why she would prefer a crazy boar like you, but it is a fact that cannot be changed. You can ask her all those questions yourself; she should be here any second now.” the man was trying to calm himself down by chewing on some more treats, he needed his head clear, otherwise he would get sucked into this situation without an exit path.

You did arrive a few minutes after his statement, proving your eagerness. The kimono you were wearing was beyond expensive, your hair up beautifully decorated with the finest hairpins, and your makeup had been clearly done by someone who knew what they were doing.

You looked like a doll, one to keep on display for all the village to look at and brag. Or at least that was the impression Hotaru got the moment you stepped into the tatami matted room, definitely not someone who should be interested in a man like him.

“(Y/N), my dear, please sit with us. Do you like mitarashi dango? I got these from the famous shop down the street, they’re Hotaru’s favorite treat.” the mentioning of his name got him restless once more, he had so many questions but also just wanted this whole thing to end so he could go back to his lone training in his room.

“I do, Tecchin-sama. You’re very kind.” stretching a hand over to grab one of the sweetened treats, you smiled in his direction. He just couldn’t believe the audacity of this woman, you weren’t just taking his time with your ridiculous expectations but were also eating his food.

“I informed Hotaru of the ceremony and its date, I will leave you two alone so you can get to know each other.” you just nodded in appreciation, bowing to the elder as he exited the room, plainly excited to finally have some alone time with your future husband.

“Woman, what is this about? I’ve never seen you in my life, why is it you wanna marry me?” the question caught you off guard, you knew you would have to address the matter at some point, you just wished it wasn’t this soon, you tried your best to look presentable and get in his good side, yet that didn’t seem to be the case.

“I- well, I have seen you around…” your voice turned softer, uncertainty could be felt from your words but also an unexplained amount of warmth came along.

“You’ve seen me around? That’s it? Have you not seen any other men ever or what’s your deal?” you could see his frustration growing by the second, you were aware of his bad temper and wanted to avoid triggering him yourself, especially on your first official meeting, though it seemed you also failed at that.

“No, no. That’s not it. I…” sitting up straighter, you left behind the sticky sweets to fully convey your thoughts and show him your resolution filled heart, it was now or never. “I saw you when you were training in the mountains. I was there myself in isolation, trying to cure the restlessness of my soul. You see, my family had been trying to get me to marry someone for a good decade now and it just never worked. But I was the problem, not them.” this piqued his interest, so he just remained quiet, listening without making any sort of commentary.

“They never interested me; I just couldn’t see myself marrying men like them. My father was so angry that he sent me to the mountains to reflect on my behavior. That’s when I saw you. Your extreme rigorous training, you were so focused you didn’t even notice I was sitting beside you one day.” racking his brain he is certain he didn’t see any woman at all while training, this was concerning to a degree.

“To me it was a wonderful sight, all that determination, that concentration, that urgency to become better, those muscles….” the last part was nearly over a whisper, yet he heard it loud and clear, the tips of his ears burning at the little piece of information gained.

“So, when Tecchin-sama and the elders came up with the proposal to marry his son, I just picked the son that managed to interest me instead of the one who was being offered. I also happened to be around to see how you were bleeding everywhere and kept on sharpening that blade for the young lad after the attack, it was so alluring and ugh, yeah…you know…” he could see your blush shinning brightly even under the layers of fancy makeup you were wearing.

He was definitely not prepared for such a confession; he was more than ready to not only turn you down but make a scene just to make sure you’d hate him. He wasn’t so sure if he wanted to go the route anymore, though.

“So, you’re physically attracted to me? Is that it? You haven’t even seen my face. What if I’m an ugly bastard?”

“Oh, but I saw it…though, even if you were…I’ve never seen someone so determined and with such a strong nature. That would be enough for me, since I’m considering traits that I want in a husband.” you were giving him a soft smile, one that made him shuffle on his seat cushion. He’s used to people yelling at him, disrespecting him, being complete dicks to him, but he was most certainly not used to this softness.

“You don’t know me, woman. I don’t get along with others, I prefer to be on my own and some say I have a bad character. Surely this isn’t what you want in a husband, rethink your decision, nobody would blame you for leaving me, I’m a lost cause anyways, nobody expects me to get married.”

“Haganezuka-sama, could you please stop insulting me? I know what I want ok? I like you, is that so hard to believe?”

You were both now standing, facing each other equally enraged by each claim, “Oh you think I’m insulting you? You haven’t gotten a sample of it yet even, prepare yourself, you have no idea what you signed up for, you…you ugly pigheaded woman!” his mask was fogging up with the steam he was blowing out of his nose, completely deranged at this point.

But you…

Oh…you were mad, alright.

How dare he call you such an awful thing after all the time you invested in dolling yourself up for him, this was outrageous.

He was screaming nonsense in your direction, a bad headache coming its way up your frontal lobe.

That’s when you saw your chance.

You’ve heard it from others in the tavern downtown, tickling this man was the only way to get him to shut up, that was his weakest point, an adorable one at that.

Tackling him to the ground, you sat on his hips, pinning him down with one hand on his chest, the other tickling his side at an insane speed.

He was so overwhelmed by the entire thing that his breathing became ragged quite fast, his strength quickly declining, giving you the chance to lift the mask off his face.

When he had your own so close to his, he could see the remaining tracks of angry tears down your beautiful face. It seems like he really hurt your feelings with his harsh words, and honestly that’s what he wanted to accomplish, but seeing your effort so up close made him feel bad for ruining everything.

Not only your clothing and hair accessories were probably bought for this encounter alone, he could see the amount of time getting in so many things must have taken, how your makeup was now ruined due to him, how even if you were tickling him and making him laugh to his death as a result, your expression was one of pain.

“I don’t have a pig face….” you were mumbling in between sniffs, your hands coming to a halt when you noticed his eye trained on your face. “You don’t….”

He sighed, getting you off of him gently, still trying to regain his breath. “Do you really want to, you know…marry me? Even when I’m like this?”

You nodded, wiping your face of any watery remains, “You’re the only man I’ve ever considered for my future. Am I…not to your liking…?” your eyes were on the floor, afraid of his response not being what you had hoped for.

“Ugh…you’re not half bad I guess, but how can I marry someone I don’t know? I get it, you’ve seen me around, you seem to know a lot about me, but I know nothing about you besides what I just gathered on your crazy stalkerish behavior.” his wording made you chuckle, the sadness filling your chest moving away on its own accord.

“Would you consider it after a few dates?” he groaned, reaching over for his discarded mask, covering his face with it once more.

“Just don’t make it awkward…you know where I live.” getting up, he headed over to his room, a weird feeling of expectation invading his confused self.

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When you asked him to consider your offer after going in a few dates, he honestly thought you’d be pestering him about it the very next day, yet it’s been a week since your last encounter and he hadn’t heard a word from you.

Tecchin thought his boy had ruined everything as usual, so he himself went to check on you, to try to convince you to take his actual son instead.

To his surprise, you were covered in rice flour from head to toe when he arrived at your residence, trying to master the art of pounding it into mochi.

Saying he was confused was an understatement, he thought you’d be heartbroken hiding away in a corner of the house, but you were very much busy, determination covering your face, it reminded him of Hotaru when he’s working, and so, he began to understand your line of thought when choosing a husband.

“(Y/N) dear, what on earth are you doing?”

“Oh, Tecchin-sama!! Sorry I didn’t see you there, I’ve been a bit busy. Who knew mitarashi dangos were so complicated to prepare.” so that’s what you were doing, he thought you’d been chasing chickens in the kitchen and had fallen into a sack of flour, that’s what you looked like at least.

“Why don’t you just buy them from the specialty store near my house?”

“Well, I wanted to show Haganezuka-sama I can be a good wife, so I thought of learning how to prepare his favorite dish, honestly I didn’t expect it to be this hard, but it’s been fun, I’m confident this batch will meet his expectations.” Tecchin was moved to tears, he’s never thought someone would be willing to go this far for that silly adoptive son of his, maybe you were really the one.

“I’m sure they’ll be perfect, dear. Please stop by the house to say hello when your done. Even if he denies it, I can see how restless Hotaru is, he’s most likely thinking you gave up on him.”

“I would never! I’ll go get myself ready as soon as the sauce is fully cooked!” knowing he was grumpy on your account made you smile to yourself, he’s so adorable, you wondered how nobody has noticed this as of yet, it’s so obvious to you it’s painful.

Thankfully, the treats ended up being better than you had expected, the sauce sweetened to perfection, the mochi gooey as it should be, the golden color from it indicated they had been cooked to perfection.

For your visit though this time you opted for a more relaxed fit, you wanted him to see you for who you really are and not some kind of kimono shop mannequin for sale. A pale pink yukata with scattered white lilies on the bottom, a soft braid threaded with wild flowers and only a bit of lip tint as makeup.

To any, you looked pretty ordinary, but when Haganezuka opened the door to your calling, his mask fell from his face on its own.

It was amusing how you looked even more beautiful with clearly less effort. If you looked like a doll before, you looked like some sort of goddess now, those you see painted in temples.

The natural glow of your skin, the rosy accent on your plush lips, the seemingly wild look the small flowers on your hair gave you, it was a bit too much for his brain to function properly. To this day, not even a single woman had caused this sort of reaction from this man, not even the ones from the red district, a day to remember for history books, the day Haganezuka Hotaru broke.

“Haganezuka-sama? Is something wrong?” he was just there flabbergasted while holding the door knob, looked like he was in some sort of trance-like state.

“Boy are you gonna let her go in or are you gonna keep her outside all evening? A storm is coming.” the warning seemed to snap him out of the weird feeling in his stomach, moving a side to let you in and quickly closing the door behind you, keeping his father’s prying eyes at bay.

“I apologize for taking this long, I wanted to bring a gift for you, but I didn’t know how to make it, so it took a while to master it.” your quiet fit of giggles made that awkward feeling creep back into his gut, his chest tightening, could it be possible he was going to have a heart attack just now? Man, what a pathetic way of dying…

You handed him a medium sized container, carefully wrapped in a beautiful cloth.

A gasp left his lips at the sight of way too many delightful balls of gooey goodness. “You made them yourself-?”

“I did. Hopefully they will be to your liking.”

Without wasting any time he dived in for a taste of what he assumes love tasted like. He’s eaten mitarashi dangos all his life but they’ve never been this good. He heard an old lady once saying love is what makes food taste good, guess she was right.

“Are they…good…?” he just nodded pushing a couple more into his mouth, causing you to giggle. “Take it easy, they’re all yours, nobody will take them away from you.” you leaned closer, gently removing the excess sauce from the corners of his mouth with a napkin.

Nobody’s ever been this intimate with him before, what he thought was weird though was how it almost felt natural, like this was just how things should be.

The container was soon emptier than you’ve ever seen it, he even licked the remains of sauce from it, leaving it sparkly clean.

His lazy bum was laying belly up on the tatami mat, trying his best to digest the enormous amount of sweets he just had. “You know? I made that many for them to last you an entire week. They lasted what, ten minutes?” the fond look you were giving him was making his belly hurt even more.

You noticed his discomfort and moved closer to his side, one of your hands reaching over to rub his swollen belly in adoration.

“I don’t get you, woman.”

“Would you stop calling me that? I have a name…” naming things make it hard to let them go later, that’s why he avoids calling others by their actual names.

“Then, I don’t get you, (Y/N)….” hearing your name falling from his lips felt foreign yet wonderfully, it made you smile.

“What is there to understand?”

“You’re too nice for a man like me…I don’t think I can give you what you want.”

“And what is it that I want?” the suggestive tone you were using was clouding his judgement, seems like he was a man after all.

“Well I don’t know…a husband?”

You shook your head, looking into his eyes, “I never wanted a husband, my father was the one that wanted me married with a prominent house, I on the other side, just want you.”

“So you don’t want to marry me then?” the disappointment lacing his words surprised the both of you, he didn’t know when it happened but he didn’t hate you that much anymore.

“Of course I do, silly. But I don’t want to marry you just because I want a husband. I want to marry you because I like you, because I want to spend the rest of my days with you…”

“Just because I have muscles now?” that made you laugh, opting to lay beside him on the floor, still rubbing his indigestion away.

“The muscles are just a bonus, I like your grumpy self a bit too much. Even if I have to tickle you on daily basis. But look! I’ve been here for a while now and I haven’t had to do it at all.”

“I guess you’re tolerable…”

“Does that mean you like me too? I wasn’t sure if you’d prefer me in formal dressing, or-“ he stopped your babbling by holding your face up by your chin, your eyes meeting his instantly. “I prefer you like this. You look real now, not like some sort of princess.” his honesty caught you off guard, the warmth of his hand sending tingles down your body.

“Well, I like you better like this too, without that mask and head wrap…relaxed and by my side…” you chuckled, nuzzling your face against his palm.

“Even if I have just one eye now?”

“I think it suits you, it gives you this mysterious look. I always thought guys with scars were hot, they’re like battle trophies, proof of how strong they are.” your fingers were gently caressing the severed eyelid, with such a gentle touch almost freezing the man to his spot.

“So next moon…”

“Wait, wait! I thought you wanted more dates before making a decision…” panicking, you sat up, worried you had taken too long learning the new skills needed in order to satisfy him and had lost your chances.

“Why wait? The old man is driving me crazy and those dangos gave you some extra points, I don’t think I need to think this further. If I have to marry someone, might as well take a woman this dedicated and effortlessly beautiful…” his last words were all slurred together in embarrassment, making your heart run wild within your bodily cavities.

He reached for your hand pulling you back down beside him, he already missed your belly rubs and not even five minutes had passed.

Maybe getting married wasn’t such a bad idea. Maybe he should start paying attention to the outside world some more, he almost missed on this without noticing at all.

And maybe, just maybe, his heart was as happy as yours to finally find its other half.

The lonely firefly in the pond finally shone its brightest the moment he found his one and only match.

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taniavttv · 4 months

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Haganezuka Sweet BF Headcannons

Hello Everyone, It's Taniavttv I hope you are all doing good I'm trying to get back to writing but I will be writing for Haganezuka as well. So Enjoy these BF HeadCannons and Request are Open Thanks☺️💖🌸

⚔️ So many Swordssmith sometimes don't know how to control Haganezuka Behavior right So once he meets you he starts to act differently now💖

⚔️Haganezuka was so shy at first to talk to you because he didn't knew how you'll feel towards him but Once you talked to him he fell in love

⚔️ Haganezuka loves how caring and nice you are

⚔️He Blushes alot when he is around you and compliments you too

⚔️Does anything to see you laugh and smile 😃

⚔️He loves your cooking alot even when u feed him The food u made for him

⚔️Always ensures to make time for you since he gets busy making swords

⚔️If anyone messes with u or makes u cry Ohhh Haganezuka will chase them with his knifes until he catches them (just like he does with Tanjiro yk)

⚔️If he sees u sad or anything Haganezuka will hug you and bring u closer to his chest so he can pat your hair and hold u for as long as needed and will listen to u no matter what

⚔️Loves to play with your hair alot He loves it alot

⚔️He loves it when u touch his chest, it makes him blush alot

⚔️He looks at your lips as to tell u he wants a kiss and once you kiss him he loves your kisses

⚔️Haganezuka loves Cuddling especially Big spoon and Lil spoon, He loves laying on your chest so he can cuddled, and even when u lay on his chest too

⚔️He loves it when u caress his face too He turns red and Blushes

⚔️He loves to kiss your on your cheek, forehead, and lips He even loves tongue kisses and Neck kisses too

⚔️He loves to show u off to the other swordssmith He will walk with u around the village and hold your hand He will never let go of u

⚔️He loves it when u sit on his lap

⚔️He loves telling you how much he loves you everyday

⚔️He loves to take out on dates to eat together and then go out to a walk

⚔️This Man loves you with all his heart He thinks about all the time

⚔️He loves Hugging you alot even from behind

"I love you so much My Love"-Haganezuka said leaning towards you as he kisses your lips passionately

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witchy-scribblings · 9 months

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the way he cares

haganezuka hotaru x reader

synopsis ➳ somehow, the worst part of being involved in a mild car accident isn't the actual accident, but having to deal with your annoying mechanic.

warnings ➳ car accidents, cussing, can be read as either platonic or romantic, lowercase

wordcount ➳ 0.7k

[crossposted on ao3]

“care to explain what the actual fuck happened to you?”

you had been dreading this moment all morning. well, actually, you had been dreading it for way longer than that. from the moment you were released from the hospital and fully comprehended the damage that your car had sustained, you had known that hotaru, your trusty (and that was the only kind way you could put it) mechanic, was going to give you absolute hell.

you were so not looking forward to it that you seriously considered pretending you weren’t home when you saw his old but reliable towing pickup truck pulling up in your driveway. alas, you had been the one to call him to get your car (if it could be considered a car anymore) to his workshop, so he knew that you were home and you knew that he’d kick down the door if you didn’t come out yourself.

“some fucker hit my car from behind and i got whiplash.” at this point, you had explained what had happened so many times, to the doctors, to your car insurance advisor, to your family and friends, that you had exhausted any patience you would have once spared the infuriating man. hotaru was known for asking the right questions in all the wrong ways, it was just that today you weren’t feeling like putting up with his usual bullshit. “so? can you fix my car or do i need to find a new mechanic?”

at that, he looked downright offended. “of course i can, who the hell do you take me for?” he delivered a hard look to your poor car and its misshapen rear, clicking his tongue. “you’re lucky this is covered by insurance. all this fucking damage…”

“no shit, haganezuka. i have eyes,” you scoff, and he doesn’t answer. instead, he sets to work loading your car onto the tow dolly attacked to the back of his pickup. you watched silently, wanting nothing more than to go back home and rest because your neck was a constant pain in the arse and the relentless july heat was making your neck sweat and itch uncomfortably under the cervical collar.

“you should be more careful,” he speaks suddenly, roughly, bringing you back from your thoughts, and you would have caught the hint of care if you hadn’t been pissed off by the way he dared to express it.

“don’t give me that fucking shit, hotaru. as if it’s my fault that someone else wasn’t paying attention on the road-”

“didn’t mean it like that,” he sighed raggedly, running a hand along the back of his neck, trying to collect the stray hairs that escaped his long ponytail. he didn’t bother elaborating, you didn’t think he had it in him. but you understood, regardless.

“i know,” your voice comes out surprisingly soft, and you see his lips press into the tight line that you’ve long associated to him trying to conceal any visible emotion other than anger.

hotaru is hopping back onto his own vehicle sooner than you can realize and, if you didn’t know better, you’d say he was avoiding looking at you. looks like that was more sincerity than he could stand in one morning.

“the towing service isn’t covered by insurance, but you can manage the fee, it won’t sting like a bitch.” he’d do that, start rambling when you knew he was feeling embarrassed. “i’ll call you when it’s ready to pick up, or bring it back here myself, whatever, but know that it’s gonna take a shit-long time. not that you can drive like that, anyways.” he buckled up, checking his mirrors reflexively and still not bothering to look at you. the fucker.

“maybe i’ll just start calling you to drive me places,” you tease, and that does earn you a hurried, offended glare to which you would have shrugged if your neck wasn’t so messed up. “i mean, i have groceries to buy, for example, which i might also need help with taking inside and putting away.”

“you’re such a brat,” he grumbles, and you grin despite your predicament. his lips curl into a small, sneering smile of his own. “i’ll charge you for that.”

“of course you will.”

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battydora · 1 year

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A hidden passion in the Swordsmith Village (part II)

¡ +18 content • minors don't interact !

part I: here!

content: nsfw, sub/virgin!haganezuka, fem!please! reader, blowjob (m! receiving), handjob (m! receiving), female dominance, virginity loss, vainilla sex, experienced reader, inexperienced haganezuka, hotaru's first time, pet names, “babyboy”.

inspiration song: ❝unholy❞ by sam smith ft. kim petras ♡

pairing: sub!virgin!haganezuka x fem!pleasedom! reader

note: y'all ask and i shall deliver, here's part two of my haganezuka nsfw oneshot! sorry it took so long, please enjoy i had too much fun writting this. btw don't mind my english, i'm trying to improve 😭

for @like-a-clock who asked me to tag them in part 2 –♡

Things turned tables so quick after that specific meeting with your swordsmith, that night you went to bed overly excited, memories of Hotaru coming back one after another: his face, his expressions, his movements, his moans... everything was just so spectacular to the point you were overjoyed. You couldn't wait for the next day to see how things would go, what will you two do? Will you talk about what happened or will you act fool? Will there be any tension? Another kissing session? Aah! Tomorrow's mistery was so intriguing and exciting! You almost couldn't sleep that night.

Next morning you went to his workplace and, to your and everyone's surprise, Haganezuka wasn't there at first hour as he would've been expected to, which was extremely unusual, specially coming from the black haired guy. You had a quick breakfast and took a walk around the village, mostly hoping you'd see Haganezuka anywhere around but no clues seemed to be found, so you decided to go back to his workshop and go check the second floor where he slept, that would've been the smartest thing to do in the first place but who cares.

You went upstairs and opened the sliding door of his dorm. You never thought you'd ever commit the unpolite mistake of not knocking someone's door before going in, because this wasn't only the first time you didn't, it was also because your jaw never dropped this hard in your entire life. What was inside caught you totally offguard and made your face turn bright red, a low pitched gasp left a man's mouth. Haganezuka was inside, sitting on his futon and a hand inside his pants grabbing his erected bud down there.

—WHO LET YOU COME IN!— yelled he when you suddenly appeared, his face was flushing red and his legs closing while trying to desperately cover himself from you.

—SORRY! I'M SO SORRY, HOTARU!— you yelled back, you quickly backed up and closed the door.

You rested your back on it with your face yet red, you weren't exactly embarassed but you either couldn't deny the view was striking: Hotaru's haori half open exposing one naked shoulder and a sneaky hand inside his pants. What led the man to that? Were yesterday's events the cause? Your mind couldn't stop thinking about it, did you really had that effect on him? You heard a voice coming out of the dorm a few minutes later.

—Y/n, are you still there?— Haganezuka spoke, sounding bashful.

—Yes, I am— you answered as relaxed as you could—Are you alright? Can I come in now?—

—No! Just...— he paused for a second, if you could see him, he'd be as red as a cherry —Agh, I need... help, yes, come here—

You took a deep breath and opened the door again, Haganezuka's legs were now covered with sheets, you got closer slowly and knelt next to his futon.

—Sorry, I didn't mean to interrumpt you during your... activities— you averted your gaze a little, you were shocked, you never viewed him as the type of guy who would jack off in the morning (or anytime at all).

—I was not...! Doing that!— he frowned and averted his gaze aswell —I... had a... dream, and when I woke up, I was already hard. Don't fucking dare to laugh or i'll kill you— he threatened you as he would have if you ever thought of breaking your sword, but this time he seemed like he was trying to keep his composture, your presence disturbed him for some reason.

You stared at Haganezuka in awe, you weren't sure of how you should react to not make him feel judged, he seemed startled and nervous so you needed to reasure him it was okay. You giggled a little and gave him shoulder pats.

—Don't worry, 'Taru! This is a common thing to happen, there's no shame on it— you assured.

—I know it's normal! But still...— his reply sounded unsure.

—Well, in that case, don't be bashful about it! It's your body's natural reaction after all— you made yourself quiet and looked at him, your mind flashed a dirty idea for a second —What was that dream about?—

—Why do you care?!— the man turned his head, attempting to hide the blush that took over his cheeks.

—Come on, don't get mad! I'm trying to help youuu— you said playfully leaning in to hug him by the waist —Don't be so stubborn—

—Stop!— said he but didn't push you away, in fact, he grabbed your hip with one hand, still looking away —Quit embarassing me, this still is... new for me— he grunted, calming down.

That surprised you a little, it's not so common for a man to have this experience for the very first time at the age of 37 but who were you to judge him? According to his personality, it pretty much made sense, so you took it easy because it wasn't the big deal either.

—Aw, sorry I didn't mean it— you apologized sweetely, still hugging him —Thanks for telling me anyways, it's a little hard for me to believe you've never been through this but there's nothing wrong with that, I'm no one to judge—

He looked at you sideways, looking less embarassed and calmer, it seemed like your patient and comprehensive personality encouraged him to talk this out with you without shame. Haganezuka's trust in you just grew a little bigger.

—Thanks...— the way he said it made you see he cooled down, he was way more relaxed than when you entered the room, that was a good signal —It's still erected though...— his face turned red again while grabbing tightly the sheets.

You held your chin thoughtful, it's not like you didn't know what to do, it's just that you needed to let the man know your plan and get his permission to execute it.

—I have an idea, but I need you to let me help you. Do you agree, honey?— he stared at you cautious, since yesterday, your imagination scared him a little, you could be very freaky at times.

—What are you thinking about now...—

—Nothing bad! But it'll make you feel good, I promise— a flirty smirk took place on your face.

—Mm... fine, just d-don't take too long—

You got your hands to work and moved infront of him, asking the man to politely lay down on the futon, he obeyed in silence as you uncovered his crotch being able to take a very detailed look of his penis, the size was just good for you and you smirked wider from just seeing it. Haganezuka noticed your stare and his face reddened, legs shyly closed, it was the first time someone saw him naked so this was something you expected to happen, embarassment was every virgin's first challenge.

—Don't be shy, sweety, I'll take care of that sweet cock for yours. Can you entrust me your pleasure?— you caressed his tense thighs, trying to encourage him into relaxing and enjoying the moment rather than being tense and embarassed.

Your voice was so soft and soothing, your gaze was just more than sweet and patient, it all made Haganezuka sure you weren't there to force him into anything, you were there to let him know you two could have fun together and that you could make him feel good in bed for the first time. And since the bond you and the black haired man stablished was built with several bonding and patience, he trusted you his virginity, he was willing to expose a face of his no one's ever seen and never will, only to show it to anyone else but you. He seemed to relax after your words, so you smiled, very happily for giving him the confidence he needed.

You opened his legs slowly, petting them lovingly as you reached his left knee and started kissing it, tracking soft kisses from it to his inner thigh. He got up a little just to stare at you, gulping at the sight of your face so close to his hard cock.

—May I, 'Taru?— you asked seductively.

He excitedly nodded and watched carefuly as you grabbed his solid dick and took a very first taste with a lustful lick from below. Air left his lungs, it was only one move, one fucking move needed to send thousands of vibrations from his pelvis to his stomach in less tan a second. Haganezuka gave in so quick that he laid down again, letting you do your thing as he hid his face from you. You would've laught if you had time, but now you had to give your baby what he was waiting for. You licked almost all of it a few times, you were going easy on him so he could get used to the feeling (and also because you liked hearing his little moans and whines).

—Do you like it, sweetie pie?— you asked inbetween kisses and licking.

—I... Yes, yes... please keep going— a smile painted your face as you heard him speak, feeling glad he was enjoying.

—Then get ready, this is only the beggining—

Afterwards, you got close again and introduced his cock slowly inside your mouth, using your tongue to moisten it as much a you could to make a better experience out of this. You heard an extended moan right afterwards, you could see Hotaru was feeling extremely sensitive for all the stimulation. You moved slowly at first, caressing his stomach with your hands to deepen his senses.

—Please... please, more, ah...— you felt your own stomach shrink from just hearing him beg and whine, your own pussy got wet just from it, you certainly had a domination fetish you could not deny.

And since you were willing to please, you only did what you were asked, moving your head up and down with more intensity everytime, gaining a whole album of moaning and pleading in exchange. There was a moment you felt your torax being squished by the swordsmith's legs out of pleasure. You reached a point were you could fit his cock entirely inside your mouth, making the man's whining only longer and louder, letting his domme know how good she was making him feel. Haganezuka's moans increased after a few seconds, nails digging into your head and his waist elevating a little from time to time to feel you even more. You could imagine he was close to his orgasm so you had the idea to pull apart and reach his face while grabbing his cock with your hand, stealing an exhasperation gasp from his mouth as you masturbated him.

—How's it going, sweetheart?— you asked as you smirked.

—I-I'm...! Ah! I'm so close...!—

—Oh, you are? Should I to do something about it?—

—Gah! Y-Yes! Please, I'm desperate!— he covered his eyes as he pleaded.

—That's what I thought, babyboy—

Your hand kept doing the same moves while your free hand wandered over Hotaru's lower abdomen, pressing gently on his pelvis, trying to stimulate the zone as much as possible. You heard a prolongued moan after a hot minute, you looked down and saw that viscous liquid coming out of your beloved swordsmith.

—Ou... already? You came so hard, baby— your flirty tone could tell you enjoyed every second of this moment.

But the man was too stunned to speak didn't respond, this confused you. You stared back at him, Hotaru was covering his eyes, you leaned over to move his hands and messy hair out of the way just to find he was crying while breathing heavily. You got shocked, you never made a partner cry before, was he okay?

—Hey, are you okay?— you asked while caresing his left cheek.

—That was... ah... amazing...— he couldn't even speak correctly, you left him out of air.

You smiled softly before giving him a sweet peck on the lips, you were so glad he enjoyed this moment with you.

—I'm glad, darling. I guess I left you too tired for a second round— you sighed and shrugged your shoulders, the poor guy just lost his virginity and was too exhausted to give you some pleasure, but you were okay with that, now you can ask for sexual encounters if Hotaru wanted to.

You stood up and looked for a tissue, you wouldn't be able to leave him all messed up over his futon, that would be cruel, so you got back to a little more recovered Haganezuka and started whipping his cum from his tummy. You suddenly felt his hand grab your arm firmly yet gently, you looked up just to encounter a very determined glare.

—Let's do it again— your mind went blank, did you hear correctly?

—Pardon?— you said, a little numb yet, it's not like you didn't want to, but you thought maybe he was too tired for another round, you maybe underestimated him.

—I said let's do it again, I'm not tired— his face turned red once again but his expression remained.

This was interesting, for the very first time, Haganezuka Hotaru would not be working at first light as everyone would originally expect, he would stay in bed with you, exploring this new world of dirty and lustful desires.

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chiharuhashibira · 4 months

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BACK TO YOU PART 12

After N years, this chapter is up hahaha!

Been busy with my life lately huhu but here it is~

Taglist: @unofficialmuilover @ahashiraswife @skeleton-the-gangser @crazycatlddy @obsessily-tm @sofilsword

𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

𝑩𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒀𝒐𝒖

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚇𝙸𝙸

𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐗 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (𝐌𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐀𝐔)

<𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫>

Content Warnings: Curse words, Slightly Suggestive, Verbal Abuse, Emotional Trauma, Panic

(Image isn't mine. Credits to the rightful owner)

You found yourself standing beside your boyfriend in front of his place. Once he rings the bell, Genya opens the door. Things will be more official.

It’s not that you don’t want it, but you are quite scared. No one has done this for you before. It’s obvious that Hotaru has hidden you in his world. You never even expected this moment to happen in your life.

But Sanemi came, and he started changing things in a better way. And you’re thankful for him for that.

Sanemi sensed once more your worries and entwined his hand against yours.

“Babe. Everything will be okay. I promise.”

"Babe?"

Genya blinked in confusion as he stared without any clue at the both of you. You bit your lip, feeling anxious as you imagined the worst, which was Sanemi's family not accepting you.

But then Sanemi let go of your hand and patted his little brother's head. "Let's talk inside, shall we?" He said it calmly, which made Genya smile and enter the house.

Sanemi looked back at you and grabbed your hand once again. "Nothing's going to hurt you here, babe. I'm here." He said once again and slowly led you inside their humble abode.

Wondering eyes were fixed on you, and what makes it more nerve-wracking is that a pair of those eyes is from your own student. Perhaps dating his brother secretly made him mad at you? Or...

"I'm happy that you are dating my brother, Y/N-sensei."

Those words kicked you out of your trance and made you look up to meet Genya's wonderful smile. You bit your lip and looked back at Sanemi, who was sending you that same sweet smile as well. "I told you, babe. Everything will be okay," he assured as he rubbed your back in a circling motion, which definitely soothed your trembling nerves.

The day ended with you meeting all of Sanemi's little siblings. They all loved you, especially Genya, who apparently turned out to be your biggest fan in school.

Now, you find yourself walking along the sidewalk, hand in hand, under the dimming sky. You slowly turned to Sanemi and observed him. His eyes were focused, with a small glimmer from the street light. You also watched how his pinkish cheeks moved as he licked his drying lower lip. He looked so beautiful, and if you only could, you would want to immortalise this moment.

You envied the way the last rays of the sun touched his skin and how the wind caressed him, making his silvery white locks dance. The sound of his breath, the rhythm that it makes—Sanemi will never know how much you wanted to be greedy and keep him for yourself. He'll never know how much you care for him, as words and actions won't be enough to say that.

You love this man, and if you could only stop the world for him, you would have done it by now.

But then, perfection seems to never exist in this world.

As you were passing by a convenient store, there, the painfully familiar golden-orange eyes met with your E/C orbs. The sensation you felt was as if it were two boulders striking each other. The pang of pain in your stomach replaced the peace that you were feeling earlier. It suddenly weakened your knees.

You looked towards Sanemi, whose expression changed to hostile. You grasped his hands tighter and spoke up in an uneasy tone. "Let's go somewhere else, babe."

But then, it was too late; Hotaru was already beside you when you tried to pull Sanemi.

With a smirk on Hotaru's lips, he crossed his arms and greeted the both of you. It was as if he didn't care about the awkward situation that he's starting.

"So, it's nice meeting you after a while. How are you and Shinazugawa-sensei? How's school? How's work?"

You were astonished that he knew some background about Sanemi, even if you made sure not to spill anything. Is it Tomioka-san? No, he won't say anything about the two of you.

With anger building up, you rolled your eyes and didn't answer him. Instead, you pulled the seething Sanemi away.

But then, that didn't stop your boyfriend from swatting your hand and walking back to face Hotaru.

Your anxiety grew deeper as you watched him hold Hotaru by the collar and pin him to the wall. "Sanemi!" You tried to stop him, but then Sanemi swatted your hand again and screamed at Hotaru's face.

"Why the fuck are you here?! Why in the fucking world did you decide to come back to Y/N's life? Dammit! Can't you just fucking disappear on your hole?"

Without thinking, Sanemi punched Hotaru by the nose. His action made you too stunned to speak or move. But then, it seems like Hotaru likes what is happening. He tilted his head to the side, chuckled, and finally spoke up.

"Is this how a teacher should act?"

"Don't use my profession against me, you fucker. You're the one who is harassing Y/N! I'm just protecting her."

You watched in fear as Hotaru turned to you with a dark smile on his face. "So, this is the guy that you replaced me with, Y/N? A savage?"

"Sanemi, let's go, please!"

You shouted as you tugged on Sanemi's sleeve. That seemed to bring him back, and there he let go of Hotaru.

Both of you realised that the crowd was starting to form, so you both walked fast away from Hotaru, who was still smirking as he fixed his shirt and watched you saunter.

"What's that, Sanemi?!"

You said, frustrated, as you sat inside his car. Sanemi face-palmed and punched the steering wheel in anger. "What's what? That fucker really gets to my nerves!" He said, grumbling.

You bit your lip and looked away from him. The feeling of fear suddenly surfaced again. "I'm scared when you're mad," you whispered, and that seemed to stun Sanemi.

You felt a touch on your hand and a squeeze on your thigh. "I'm sorry, babe," Sanemi whispered back, pulling you to kiss your forehead. He held you in that position for a moment, until both of you calmed down.

He started the car, and there you drove back to your flat.

Minutes felt like hours, especially with that silence. Sanemi didn't want to add fuel to the fire, so he just shut up. You, on the other hand, didn't have any energy to talk, so you just looked outside and watched the streetlamps.

You reached your flat, and to your surprise, Tomioka-san and Iguro-san were there, standing and waiting for the both of you.

Since when did these two get close?

You went out of the car with Sanemi by your side. You and Sanemi met Iguro's raised eyebrows as he brought out his phone and played something.

"So, this is a thing now, Sanemi?"

He said those words coldly as both of you watched a seemingly brief flash of that traumatic event that happened earlier at the convenience store.

You turned to Sanemi and saw his eyes widen in surprise and fear. "How did you get that?" He asked as he pinched the bridge of his nose and looked at you with apologetic eyes.

Tomioka finally spoke up.

"Hotaru sent this to me, and yes, as the devil he is, it's to blackmail you. So now, what we need to do is fix this mess."

"But how can we do that, Tomioka-san?" You spoke, holding Giyu's hand. The man looked at you with sad eyes and sighed.

"I'll talk to Hotaru. I'm—"

"Don't tell me you're going to make a deal with him, Tomioka?" Sanemi said as he looked at Sanemi with worried eyes.

As harsh as he is, Iguro shook his head. "You should have thought about this before you did that to that bastard."

Iguro's words made Sanemi growl at him. But then, before your boyfriend could speak, you had already done so.

"I'll talk to Hotaru. I believe I can convince him."

"NO!"

Sanemi and Tomioka said it in unison, but that didn't change your mind.

"I'm not pulling anyone of you into this mess. I'm going to fix this, and it's final."

𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾 ��𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻-𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓼𝓾𝓹𝓹𝓸𝓻𝓽!

I love you all guys 🥹 Really appreciate you reading my fanfics and the sweet sweet messages. I am so grateful for this community 💓

Anyways, see you on the next chapter! I will finish BTY within the year or January 💓

HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

~𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓾-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷🌸

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cantdothis-nomore · 10 months

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Whooo should I make a fanfic for next?

And what should it beee? A soulmate one? Some fluff? Some death angst? Reader gets injured?

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writermask-0807 · 8 months

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hotaru haganezuka x reader {“sweet as sugar not” or: “of sticky summer days and first steps.”}

A/N: listen, listen, there are so many reasons I shouldn't upload this. First of all, ik there r other requests i should do and I am working on them. Hopefully I'll get them all done soon.

Second of all, the title sucks ass, ik, but I honestly can't think of anything else and my brain literally only has one brain cell rn 🥲 thirdly, this oneshot u see right here is pure selfishness and self-indulgence rolled up into one thing and it's probably messy cus I haven't proofread cus it's the middle of the night and im running on nothing but whateverrr. (I think I had too much apple juice.) Also I couldn't find a decent gif of this bish so rip-

Warnings: implied teacher/student relationship cus I literally put mentions of "master" around just so u know it's nothing kinky 👀

HE’S not a soft man, your master; all red-hot temper and harsh words and growling voice, and often you’re the one to smooth his rough edges down and dull the sharp ends, guide his work-worn hands back to shaping his precious metals into swords and take his attention away from the heat you know is boiling in his chest, ready to spill over and scald in white-hot fury.

It’s just how he is, really, because Hotaru’s not a man to whisper sweet-nothings in your ear and kiss you softly, sweetly- he’s a man of his passions, and although his hands are rough and calloused by years’ worth of dedicated work and sometimes his harsh words stings and so does his indifference- he has his moments, where he makes it up to you in his own way.

As it happens, today’s one of those rare moments.

It’s one of those hot, sticky sort of days under the summer sun where the blue, cloudless sky is brilliant with sunshine and the air is warm and sweet; ripe with something that’s not quite the August-heat, and there’s a drowsy silence settled over the both of you, the droning of the insects long chased away by the whisper of the tall grass and the flutter of the spring-time blooms drifting down like rose-pink snowflakes, creamy petals catching in his long hair and yours, the sweet smell of the petals perfuming the warm atmosphere.

You’ve got a strawberry mochi bulging in your cheek as you peer up at the canopy of blushing petals, back resting languidly on the emerald, mossy bed of grass and awe starring your enraptured gaze as you watch the soft beauty of the sakura blossoms cascade all around you in sheets of delicate fuchsia, completely oblivious to the golden, hawk-like eyes that watches your movements with an intensity force enough to make you want to squirm, if only you’d noticed, that is.

It’s not until you feel his mouth slot over yours and your eyes fly open in surprise that you remember that your Master’s here with you, and he tastes syrupy and sticky-sweet like the mochi he’s been snacking on, his fingers fisting the fabric of your kimono, those rough fingers uncharacteristically soft against your skin.

It’s nothing more than a brush of lips, a simple peck, really, but the kiss leaves you breathless, wanting for more as soon as he pulls away, something unusually thoughtful creasing his eyebrow- like he’s contemplating a serious thought, but he never voices it aloud. He’s unusually reserved and quiet in moments like these; but you’ve learned that his silence speaks far more than his angry words do, if only you learned to read between the lines.

He dips down again and offers another peck, sticky-sweet and unusually soft and wanting, and this time, you smile against his mouth and kiss him back, cheeks flustering scarlet as he hovers above you, hands on either side of your body and your chest heaves, the heat of the summer sun clinging to your skin and his fingers as they brush over the cut of your cheekbones, the slope of your nose, the curve of your mouth and the dips of your collarbones.

And before you can fully register it, his fingers curl around a delicate pink bloom and tucks it behind your ear, its petals cotton-soft against your skin, and you blink, pleasantly bewildered, your face flushing the same pretty shade as the flower.

“What was that for?” you ask, smiling, and he shrugs above you, ebony locks rippling over his broad shoulders with the movement. Your fingers itch to run themselves through those soft, raven-black tufts, but you refrain the urge- you get the feeling it’d only fluster him to the point of retreating and your arms are trapped underneath all his bulk anyway.

“Just because.” is his simple non-answer, short and clipped and it comes out more like a grunt than anything, but as he rolls over to the patch of grass beside you, his calloused fingers slowly, hesitantly, lacing between yours- somewhat rough and scarred to the touch but you don’t mind, never do- and his amber hues averting from your own eyes, you grin, because you notice the faint pinkening of his cheeks- splotches of color you’ll tease him about later and he’ll insist that it was just the heat getting to him, that’s all!

But not in this moment, no. Right now you’re content to stay like this, the both of you, watching the summer-time blossoms twirl in the teasing breeze, the flowery canopy stifling the baking heat of the summer sun.

And he’s not a soft man, your Master, struggles with sweet words and soft kisses because his hands are scarred terrains not meant to be gentle or holding yours, and sometimes his words stings and so does his indifference but for your sake, he tries and you smile because that’s all you ask of him. All anyone can ask of him, really.

(He’s not a soft man, your Master, not really, not even in moments like these; but this- this is a first step, and the fragrance of the petals linger in the air, sticky-sweet and promising of sweeter moments to come.)

FIN-

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