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moumouton4 · 6 months

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I Didn't Know I Was Into That ( Kink Unlocked ! ) || Muichiro Tokito x fem!reader

End of the Smutember 2023 ! 🎉 Thank you for everyone who took some time to read my work ! 🍰🌹

A/n : Prompt 30 of the Smutember 2023 ( Imagine it's an AU in which after the Swordsmith Village Arc, the demon slayers and Hashiras come back to the HQ and they do some small missions before the final battle. Obviously I don’t know what happens after as I’m an anime watcher so no spoilers please )

A/n 2 : Muichiro is aged up like all the characters y'all read for and write for from other mangas such as Mha, Assassination Classroom, Gambling School, Tokyo Revengers... so if anyone comes here and complain bro I'mma take the first plane and find you because you've been warned 👀

The list of prompts is HERE

Smutember 2023 Masterlist ⚜

Warnings : Muichiro is aged up ofc, rough sex, kinda degrading, dacryphilia, oral male receiver, mention of soft sex 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it

Masterlist ⚜

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Word count : 1362

Since you came back from the Swordsmith Village everything seemed to have settled down, while everyone was training for the upcoming confrontation ahead, and you… well you rhythmed you live with some good old demon fighting. You weren’t a Hashira - yet - but you still found it awfully easy to kick their asses as they were only basic demons.

For Muichiro it was pretty much the same, he’d wake up early in the morning, leave his place to go to some others in which he would slaughter some demons and then he’d come back to your place this time. Eager to spend some cozy and relaxing time with his loved one, far away from the roughness of his everyday life.

In those moments, he would come quietly to anywhere he knows you could be in the domain. And he’d take your hand and gently drag you with him to his or your place. It doesn’t matter what you’re doing, or with who you’re talking, he doesn’t care. Or if he is really tired he’d just go to your place and see if you’re already back, or wait for you to come home.

And once he has you he is not going to let go of you any time soon. Lying in your fûton, his arms would encircle your waist as he tries to pull you impossibly close to him. His head nestled against your neck as his cock rests snugly within your velvety walls. His breath would fane against your ear, as he tries to calm his breathing. And he might, thrust once or twice per moment, or just take you gently and a little tiredly, if he isn’t that exhausted after his day.

Today though, he feels totally not tired at all, some asshole had pissed him off, more than he ever thought would be possible since he got his memories back ( I’m not saying this is canon ). Like what was this guy doing in the middle of the fight ? He thought he’d be some hero or something, but he only got in the Hashira’s way, who ended up fuming with anger when he came back.

When your eyes met his you could clearly see that he was pissed off. His eyes were slightly wide due to the range of anger that coursed through him, but maybe just maybe there was another reason for his blown pupils. In comparison, to the way he usually came to you in the afternoon / evening, this time he looked a lot more awake, not in this sluggish way of his, that showed how tired he was.

You didn’t even have time to speak, that with long strides he crossed the room joining you in the middle. His breathing was demonstrative of the feelings that were shaking his body at the moment. Not losing a single second his arm snaked around your waist and he pulled you flush against his chest and in an instant his lips crashed against yours, his tongue already seeking yours. As they battled for dominance you could clearly feel the shift that had occurred during the day. He clearly wasn’t planning on spending the evening the same way he has the past few days.

He pulled you up in his arms without taking his mouth off of yours and made his way towards your room. He lied you down on your fûton and almost immediately hastily started to take your clothes off ( of course he had had your consent before ). His fingers started fumbling with the adrenaline of the mission leaving his body and the anticipation of what was about to happen. He had spent his day losing time over some dumb guy and he wasn’t planning on losing anymore on the buttons of your shirt, so when he opened his mouth he wasn’t really intending to say “Hurry up and take those off. Do you think I've got time to waste ?”

His intonation took you by surprise, but what was even more shocking is that you immediately started doing what he had demanded of you. You felt yourself throb and you clenched your thighs. What the heck was that… This didn’t go unnoticed by him, a smirk drew itself on his lips when, once bare before his eyes, he was able to see the glistening desire pooling from your center. When you brought your legs closer he couldn't help but keep going “Didn't you hear what I just said ? Don’t you want to be good for a Hashira, once in your life ?” his tone was the same as usual though his words cut deep in your skin and gosh it felt so good.

You parted your legs as he undressed at the speed of the light, he was already so hard that you thought you’d start already. But he grabbed you by the hair and pulled you to your knees, his throbbing erection right in front of your mouth “Make it feel good… for everything I’ve done to protect the weaks- ah” he moaned as your eager mouth took him and started sucking and suckling on his glistening tip. His head fell back and you grabbed onto his muscular thighs to help yourself take him deeper.

Not so long after you started you could feel his hips rolling towards you as he subtly thrusts into your warm wet mouth “Mmmh just like this” he groaned, his hand coming to your hair to move you the way he wanted. But he wasn’t planning on coming inside your mouth, not today. That’s how he suddenly pulled you off his cock before pushing you back in the mattress and shoving it deep inside you.

Your walls flustered around his length as he pinned you down in a perfect matting press. His movements were rough and fast, he just needed to get it out of his system. He kept whispering some harsh words in your ears, loving the way you tightened more and more with each one. His hands found purchase on your hips as he railed you the way he had wanted for the past few days. He knew soon he was going to come “You’re going to be useful and take all my come alright ?” he warned, but his words had for you the effect of a bomb. You were already teetering on the edge of a blissful orgasm with the way his cock kissed your cervix at each deep thrusts and his words were the last push you needed.

You came so hard around him that for a brief second his hips stuttered and stilled, you were squeezing and milking so hard, that he almost nutted. But then as he looked at your face he didn’t expect to see this, nor had he ever expected to react this way. Your eyes were glistening with tears, some had already rolled down your cheeks. He really made you come so hard your body felt the need to evacuate the pressure that had built up. Muichiro, in the throes of the moment didn’t hesitate a second as he restarted thrusting like a madman inside your thigh quivering warmth. You moaned, feeling him throb even more inside you, he was too moaning breathlessly. Gosh those tears had an insane power over him at the moment. His hips stuttered for one last time before he pushed his hips flush against yours, his cock nestling deep inside your folds as he came. Spurts of glistening ropes filling your depth as he finally slumped over your body.

It's evident to say that from then on something was going to change in your relationship, well mostly in bed. Now that he knew you liked to fuck hard, he could let off steam verbally. On the other hand, he was going to ask himself some questions about why your tears had such an effect on him. He thrusted his hips so as not to break the connection between you two. Doing so he realized that he was still hard even after he'd cum. He sighed out gently, knowing that it was far from over for him. And who knows, maybe he'd manage to get some more tears of pleasure from you.

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demonslayers-dreamscapes · 8 months

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💖✨Tanjiro fluff headcannons💖✨

Everyone was enjoying the night together resting up Tanjiro was out like a light but you were eyeing his box with nezuko inside you wanted to do something sweet for her since you feel bad she’s always in there

You quietly got up and knocks on the box “ hey nezuko I wanted to know if you’d like to go on a trip with me I wanted to get some gifts from the local town “ you smiled warmly as her eyes sparkled and nodded

You picked up the box nearly stumbling but you eventually got it and started walking singing a little tune heading into town buying her a little bow for her hair and a nice blanket to fit inside the box

But for Tanjiro freaking out when he woke up screaming nezuko waking up everyone as zenitsu squints “ stop yelling y/n took her into town for something.. “ the boy whipped around so quick and bolted nearly slamming into you on your journey back

“ t-Tanjiro are you okay you look like you’ve seen a murder! “ you stares worried as nezuko poked out with the bow in her hair Tanjiro stared then teared up “ y..you took her out to get her something nice..? My heart can’t take it “ he gripped his shirt the sweetest boy Alive was overdosing on sweet

“ w-well yeah she’s always in there so i thought she’d like something small like a blanket and a nice hair bow to show i appreciate all you’ve done for me “ you smiled warmly and the man couldn’t handle it and cried hugging you like you were on your death bed “ that’s the sweetest thing y/n i cant handle it.. “

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liujiami · 2 years

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𝐊𝐧𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐯 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐬

(Having u as their S/o, Giyuu, Obanai, Sanemi and Rengoku!)

Btw SFW!

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

♡ Tomioka Giyuu ♡

The person who probably confessed would be you! He too shy- (>w<)

Always gets you a snack whenever he is out on a mission bc he feels bad for leaving you all along at home if you arent a demonslayer!

You would be his bestest friend! (>w<)

Also his crow always loves getting pats from you even though it sometimes mistakes you as its owner instead lmao

Plus whenever you guys have misunderstandings or arguments, Giyuu would apologise if at fault after a deep reflection. But if you were the one at fault, oh boy, you better be prepared to face a pouty and upsetty spaghetti Giyuu! (>~<)

Honestly, the experience as his S/o is a 9/10!

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♡ Iguro Obanai ♡

Of course as expected the person who confessed first would be you! -_-

As you can see with Mitsuri, if he is in love with you, he would be devoted and i tell you like devoted.

You must be besties with Mitsuri btw bc his good friend must be yours too!

He would discreetly buy snacks and gifts for you during missions and place them around the house. Also, whenever you come across it or use it, he wouls be in an amazing mood and smile behind his mask of course others couldnt tell tho sadly

Also you will be the first to every see his mask off as it was a form of trust for him to you. But ofcourse you made him slightly more comfotable by telling him an embarassing secret or something equally secretive in exchange so he doesnt feel so awkwards! ^w^

Whenever you have arguments or misunderstandings tho he would apologise by hugging you or giving you something,he wouldnt verbally say it. But when it was you who waa at fault, be prepared for the silent treatment and having to earn back his love!

All in all dating him is a 7.5/10!

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♡ Shinazugawa Sanemi ♡

Sanemu would give you hints that he loves you and all but ultimately it would still be you who would confess first lol

Would be a tsundere 100%

Whenever he is out on missions he would get you snacks and gifts from all over the country to compensate the time lost together.

Also, you will be the key to unlocking the distant amd damaged relationship of Genya and Sanemi.

Whenever you guys have misunderstandings, like Obanai, Sanemi wouldnt verbally state his apologies but instead through acts of service, physical touch or gifts. When you are at fault, which is rarely, be prepared for a whole lot of silent treatment and soft glares. But of course it is inevitable that with a few hugs, pats and kisses he is all yours again lol

So the experience of a relationship with him would be a 8/10

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♡ Rengoku Kyojuro ♡

Truthfully i feel that both of you two might try to confess on the same day and laugh it off before starting to date lmao

Would be a pleasure to date him omg his so gentlemanly!

Whenever you guys have misunderstanding or arguments, it is very civil as in no screaming or shouting. After the arguments, both parties will have some time alone to reflect and apologise to the other if they are at fault.

Also you guys would definitely get matching outfits and haoris together and omg would i be fangirlingg when seeing the sight of you two! >w<

Though, if you arent too energetic like me, he would be too enthusiastic,loud and energetic sometimes

So all in all, the experience as his S/o is 9/10!

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oh-ranpo · 2 years

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nightmares

☾ - pairing: tanjiro kamado x reader ☾ - word count: 1.2k+ ☾ - summary: tanjiro is often prone to nightmares about his past, and you want to make sure that he never has to go through them alone.

It was the nightmares again.

You knew the second that you felt him shift beside you that he was being haunted by his past as he tried, and failed, to rest peacefully. It was the third time this week and, while it was a fairly regular occurrence, that didn’t make it any easier for him or you.

When he was awake, Tanjiro was well-composed. You knew there was a thick layer of pain and trauma simmering beneath his kind and caring persona, but he never actively spoke about it. Reliving it was too hard, and you would never ask him to open that door if he wasn’t sure that he could shut it on his own without causing more anguish for himself.

However, once his eyes were closed, he had no control over the scenes that played out in his mind.

When you turned to look at him, your chest tightened at the sight of sweat beading across his brow, and the creases on his forehead deepened as a frown turned down the corners of his lips. His head jerked to the side away from you, and you could see his lips moving faintly though his eyes were still shut tight. You couldn’t hear what he was saying, but you had seen this play out enough times to know that he was murmuring the names of his siblings.

It was always the same.

You watched for a moment as his frown deepened and his movements became more frantic as he whimpered. You sat up onto your arm, your other hand poised to rest on top of his head, your fingers gently pushing through his hair. You didn’t want to startle him, but you couldn’t allow him to continue to fight through this horrendous memory on his own. While it was just a nightmare now, it had been reality not that long ago. Your heart throbbed at the thought.

“Takeo… Hanako… Shigeru… Rokuta…”

Tanjiro’s broken voice brought about a wave of nausea in your stomach and your fingers twisted around the dark red strands of hair as you gently called out his own name.

“Tanjiro… Tanjiro, my love, it’s time to wake up.”

You were afraid of the pain laced in your words, and you had to take a steadying breath as he continued calling out for his siblings. You could only imagine the horrors that lay deep inside his mind, and all you wanted to do was save him. You wanted to reach into his mind and pull out the bad parts so he would only be left with the memories that made him smile. No one, especially not your sweet Tanjiro, should have to endure this unconscious form of torture.

When he didn’t stir at the sound of his name, you slowly leaned down to press your lips against his forehead, your eyes squeezing shut at the sounds his continued cries and whimpers. Whatever he was going through, in his mind, he was alone. And that always broke your heart the most.

Finally, after a few more agonizing seconds, a loud gasp sounded from Tanjiro’s lips and his eyes flew open as if he had been shocked awake by some unseen source. Ruby irises searched his surroundings, and you pulled back just enough so that you could meet his bleary gaze.

“You’re alright. Everything’s alright. It was just a nightmare.”

There was a long, heavy moment where confusion filled Tanjiro’s eyes, and you knew that he was disoriented. It was the same every time, and while your heart ached in those moments he didn’t recognize you, it was always short-lived and he was soon reaching out his hand for you, his palm pressing against your cheek in an attempt to ground himself to reality.

“I’m sorry,” he murmured, the same words still as broken and guilty as they always were. “I didn’t mean to worry you.”

The last thing you ever wanted was to make him feel even worse, and so after placing another quick kiss to his forehead, you moved to lay back down next to him and the hand that had been softly carding through his hair now moved down to the side of his neck. He turned his head to face you, and the sadness in his eyes as he tried to muster a reassuring smile caused you to frown.

“You have nothing to apologize for,” you whispered as your eyes traced his features in the low moonlight that was filtering in through the window. “Did you want to talk about it?”

As expected, Tanjiro quickly shook his head, and you nodded in understanding. You didn’t feel insulted that he didn’t want to share his feelings about this particular incident with you, and instead, you turned your focus back to helping him relax. His body was still taught and rigid from his nightmare, and even when he turned onto his side so that he could pull you closer, you could still feel that tension in every muscle in his body.

Without another word, your hand on his neck slipped down between his shoulders as your fingertips kneaded the muscles in his upper back and shoulders. A soft sigh slipped from Tanjiro’s lips as his eyes fluttered shut, and the fake smile on his lips slowly morphed into a smaller, more genuine one. Your ministrations continued as they slid down his back as far as your arm could reach, and once you had massaged every bit of skin that you could access, Tanjiro was reaching for your hand and lacing your fingers with his.

“I appreciate you, you know,” he said softly, his eyes still closed as you watched his mouth slowly form the words around the smile that still hadn’t faded away. “I’m really glad you’re here and that I don’t have to get through these nights alone anymore.”

Only at the end of his sentence did he finally open his eyes again, and your breath caught in your throat at the love that was found staring back at you. You were always taken aback at how well he could express his feelings when he wanted to, and you hoped that, in the end, he understood just how much his words meant to you.

“As far as I’m concerned, you never have to be alone again. I’ll make sure of it,” you replied, quiet yet confident, and Tanjiro hummed in agreement as he pulled you closer, his head now resting against the top of yours. You could feel his hot breath in your hair, and it wasn’t long before his breathing was evening out and you knew that he had fallen asleep once more. This time, his sleep would only be filled with pleasant dreams- ones of the two of you living out the rest of your days together in a quieter, more peaceful world.

Maybe the dreams were a little too much to hope for in the reality of your current world, but you were in his arms at the moment, and taking it a day at a time is all either of you really could do. And as you pressed your cheek against his chest and snuggled up closer, you knew that was more than enough.

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sun-daddy-yoriichi · 2 years

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Hello :>

How are you doing?

I‘m not sure if you are still writing, but if yes could I please request some headcanons for Yoriichi with a daughter reader who is really really sleepy? Like they often fall asleep on the most random places or fall asleep on their father? <3

Thank you so much!!

warnings - slight spoilers, but nothing extreme

Yoriichi with a Narcoleptic Daughter | Headcanons

He notices something is, not necessarily wrong, but off, even though he doesn't mention it

Yoriichi tries not to worry, but when he finds her out on the engawa in the middle of the night, or tucked into his side in the morning, he grows more concerned

He nearly has a heart attack the first time he sees her fall out in the middle of the day

He calls on so many doctors to look over her, and hopefully bring him a diagnosis. Imagine his dread when they can't find anything wrong with her; she's perfectly healthy

Yoriichi tries not to automatically assume that it's a blood demon art, but there's not much else it could be. He keeps her perfectly safe, though - there's no way any demon could get close enough to harm her

He's a worrier, but he tries to get used to seeing her fall asleep in the most random places

Alongside that, he has to adapt to her strange sleeping patterns, if she manages to get any rest at all

Whenever she falls asleep on him, he can feel his heart squeeze

Legit doesn't move for hours when she does that, especially if she didn't sleep much the night before. He holds her like he did when she was a baby - when he was terrified of putting her down for anything

Yoriichi's not the most emotional personal, especially since he's a man raising this child on his own in the mid-1400s but he'd do absolutely anything for his child, anything

Super super protective. He's busy a lot of the time, but he tries his best to keep his child safe under any and all circumstances

He tries not to coddle her, but he does a bad job about it. That's his only daughter, and he'll make sure that she's 100% safe at all times - even in her most vulnerable state.

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warabidakihime · 2 years

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Rules and Roses (Prologue)

characters: human!kibutsuji muzan x reader, angst, fluff, nsfw, modern au, lowkey a political fiction but not really.

plot summary: Kibutsuji Muzan has finally decided to expand his empire, and the way he intends to do so is by running for the highest political position. With you, his darling wife, at his side, he believes he can achieve and have everything the world has to offer. He is, after all, the Phoenix of Phario.

content warning: nsfw, can be psychologically triggering *you have been warned, this is muzan so- you know what you're getting into. as always, MINORS DNI!

writer's notes: so! this is one of the fics i'd like to share with you all. i decided to share the prologue now, but i won't likely update till i finish invisible strings. Rules and Roses will take place in a modern setting and in a modern civilization. I've always wanted to write a fanfic dedicated to Muzan because I always find his character intriguing and I want to see my take on his character. Bear in mind that I will stray slightly away from his usual demeanor from the canon story, but don't worry, his main points will still be there. I have a specific route in mind for this story, so kindly bear with me. Do share your comments and feedback too. I would love to see your inputs. They will surely motivate me to write more. Enjoy reading! <3

Classical, soothing music continued to play in the room as you sat prettily in your high chair and your stylist continued to style you up for today's grand occasion. After dodging the million dollar question so many times, Kibutsuji Muzan has finally decided to formally announce his presidential candidacy for the upcoming presidential elections.

Hoards of people with big cameras, as well as ordinary citizens of Phario, have continued to flock to the main entrance of the Obelisk Kibutsuji as they wait for the CEO of the most prestigious corporation in Areswood to take his place at the podium.

People generally dislike people who have no expertise or any semblance of political history but dare to run for any office because they believe such people are usually up to no good.

Muzan, on the other hand, was able to win the hearts of his compatriots. Everyone was in awe of the man's ability to rise from the ashes since he came from scraps and eventually made his way to the top.

They sincerely believe that a man like Muzan would be an excellent leader because he knows the heart and wishes of the people better than anyone else. Having you as his wife, Phario's most renowned ice skater and ballerina, who has made her nation proud by bringing gold after gold every time you compete in the Olympics, is just a bonus.

One that is extremely valuable.

You are, without a doubt, one of your country's greatest treasures.

Then again, you're the daughter of two legendary athletes, so it's only natural that you're good at what you do.

The fruit truly doesn't fall far from the tree, no?

Regardless of the fact that today is a special day for you two, Muzan is currently meeting with some of his overseas investors. He arrived at the arena much earlier than you, allowing him to get his hair and makeup done. He insisted on you taking your time because you were exhausted from yesterday's schedule. You've just returned from a charity expedition in the countryside.

Another quality that everyone in Phario reveres about you is that you are not just an exceptional athlete but also a philanthropist. Because of your parents, you have been exposed to social work since you were a child, and as you have grown older, you have developed an interest in helping others. It's in your nature to be so compassionate and caring.

Despite his desire to concentrate entirely on today's event, he had already promised to give them the time of day and speak with them.

That's exactly the type of man Muzan is. He is headstrong, incredibly intelligent, unfailingly truthful, and always honors his commitments. He might be impatient and hot-headed at times, but he's a wonderful person overall.

Unbeknownst to the general public, you two have known each other since high school. When you first met, he was a year older than you, so he was a senior and you were a junior.

You met him during a school event wherein you performed in front of the whole student body. Muzan fell in love with you the moment he saw you dance so gracefully on stage, but it took him a while to approach you. Because you come from a renowned family, he assumed you wouldn't dare to give a commoner like him the time of day.

He was adamant about that until you approached him.

It didn't happen on a special day or anything; it just happened on a rainy Thursday. It was after school hours and he was about to go home when you sheepishly asked him if you could share umbrellas because you'd forgotten your own.

That was the beginning of your friendship.

Muzan was pleasantly delighted to learn that, despite your illustrious background, you were really modest and so lovely. He was smitten every time you looked at him, and luckily for him, the feeling was mutual. You admire his enthusiasm and tenacity.

Every time he would share his dreams with you, his ruby eyes would twinkle, and you found yourself falling deeper and faster for him. It doesn't help that every time you two meet at the school grounds, he looks dashingly handsome.

As you were making a name for yourselves, it didn't take long for the public to fall in love with you two.

Everyone adored you to the point that you two have been branded as the embodiment of regality. Adults would wish their children to grow up like you two, while youngsters would desire to meet somebody like you or Muzan.

Admiring someone to the point of idolatry isn't exactly your thing, but you can't help but feel flattered from time to time. Who wouldn't want to be seen as a role model for young girls? In today's society, you're like a contemporary queen who is adorned by her subjects.

A few moments passed, and the stylist was finally done with your hair and make up, and you looked absolutely gorgeous.

You thanked her and motioned for her to have lunch as she had been working for three hours straight, and while you were admiring your stylist's work, an arm wrapped around your waist, making you jump a little.

When you looked at Muzan with wide eyes, he chuckled lovingly.

"You scared me!"

"I'm sorry, my love. You look beautiful though."

"Really?" you said, your face flushed.

He was about to agree when he abruptly stopped mid sentence and said, "Wait," then went for your earrings and took them off, leaving you perplexed.

"Dear, what are you doing?"

He didn't say anything and instead grabbed for the pearl earrings, which he neatly placed in your ear, saying, "There. Much better."

“You didn't like the diamond earrings? That's the one you gave me on our fifth wedding anniversary."

"I do, but pearl earrings befit a president's first lady more, don't you think?" Muzan said as he shook his head. He then smiled at you and kissed you sweetly on your forehead.

You smiled cheekily at him, "Already confident you'll win?"

"Of course. I have you as my lucky charm."

"Well, aren't you sweet? Come here..." You were about to pull him down for a kiss on the lips when Kokushibo entered the room and tapped on the door.

"It's time, Sir Muzan," he remarked curtly.

"We'll be there in a minute," Muzan said, turning to face him.

Before leaving the room, Kokushibo bowed graciously.

You saw your spouse take a big breath before turning to you and asking, "Are you ready?"

"I'm ready," you said warmly.

Muzan held your hand in his and you two proceeded towards the door, and when you were finally visible to the audience, the screaming became even louder.

Everyone was evidently delighted to see you.

You gently squeezed Muzan's hand before escorting him to the platform.

You and Akaza, your personal bodyguard, listened to Muzan's speech from the rear, while Kokushibo stood by your spouse as he addressed the people.

Akaza took a step closer to you, but not enough to raise suspicions. He stealthily hooked his pinky with yours, making you blush, and then you felt your insides churn when he spoke to you in that sultry voice of his.

"You should have worn the earrings I got you, Madam."

Next Chapter: Chapter 1

TAGLIST: @babygirl-panda19 @hypnocountrymusicfunnyfan @exodarkwolf16 @qdreamueen @vesta-ro

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aniahkazuaki · 2 years

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¨ Doce descoberta ¨

Tanjiro x S/n

Sinopse: Muzan fora destruido, os Hashiras... A maioria partiu e aqueles que sobreram desejam revê-los na próxima vida. Tanjiro agora descansa junto a sua querida, aproveitando a paz que veio com a extinção do Onis e como se fosse uma recompensa pelos atos que o jovem fez em sua epoca como Demon Slaye, o Kamado, receberar uma doce surpresa.

Personagens: Tanjiro Kamado, Zenitsu Agatsuma, Inosuke Hashibira, Nezuko Kamado, Aoi Kanzaki.

Número de palavras:

N/a: Hey @nezuko-channnn, Espero que goste do imagine e perdão pela demora.

Tanjiro Kamado:

Ele corria, mas não conseguia alcançá-la. Cansaço percorria o seu corpo e um grande peso fazia com que o jovem fosse incapaz de continuar. Medo, era isso, não era? Era esse sentimento que ainda o fazia continuar, sim... O medo de perdê-la o impedia de desistir.

Ele estava perto, mas não o suficiente. Então, o corpo dela partiu em dois e caiu na sua frente como uma carcaça insignificante e desprezível para o ser sobrenatural que trouxe o seu fim.

Ele abriu a boca, mas demorou para que seu grito fosse proferido. O fim chegou, mas não para ele e sim para ela.

Em um ato inconsciente o Kamado mais velho despertou e sentou-se em seu futon de maneira de forma brusca, a visão que passará diante dele a alguns momentos atrás era inexistente? Havia sido apenas um sonho ruim? Um pesadelo?

Virando seu olhar para o lado esquerdo do futon ele sentiu um alívio ao perceber que ao seu lado encontrava sua amada. Um sorriso atravessou o seu rosto e levou a sua mão ao rosto da moça que ainda dormia.

– Ainda bem, que bom que você está segura. _ o ruivo falou em um sussurro. – Fico feliz que você consegue dormir tranquilamente. _ ele completou.

– Eu também ficaria feliz que você dormisse um pouco a noite. _ a jovem que até pouco tempo parecia que estava adormecida recitou com uma voz cansada, assustando o seu marido.

– S/n, você deveria está dormindo. _ ele falou preocupado.

– Eu digo o mesmo. _ a jovem de (T/c) falou.

– Bem... Mas eu não estou com sono...

– Tanjiro. _ S/n repreendeu o marido, que encolheu os ombros com o tom de irritação que era proferido pela moça.

– Perdão, mas você entende. _ justificava-se o Kamado. – Não é tão fácil repousar com tantas memórias e traumas, é como se... Mesmo com o fim daquela época não houvesse ocorrido e sempre vivesse aqui dentro. _ ele levou uma das mãos a cabeça e deixou lá.

S/n, que antes possuía uma face cansada, agora possuía um semblante sério e preocupado, ela sentou-se no futon e pegou a mão do marido.

– Você pode descansar também Tanjiro, aquilo, a era em que os Onis vagavam por essa terra, já se fora há muito tempo. _ ela falou apertando a mão de seu amado. – Isso graças a você, os Hashiras, a Nezuko, o Zenitsu, o Inosuke, a Aoi e a Kanao, graças a vocês. _ então um sorriso foi presenteado a Tanjiro, que o contagiou e o fez sorrir logo em seguida.

– Você tem razão, S/n. _ ele a puxou para um abraço e a segurou firme, e então, um cheiro peculiar atingiu seu olfato. – Tem algum estranho, será que a algo lá fora? Será que...

– Tanjiro, acalma-se. _ S/n segurou o rosto de Tanjiro. – Não há nada lá fora. _ explicou.

– Mas eu sinto algo, eu não reconheço... Eu... _ então o ruivo foi interrompido.

– Não há nada lá fora. _ logo, um suspiro foi liberado pelos lábios da (T/p). – Eu pensei que pudesse esconder por mais tempo, entretanto meu belo marido possui um nariz muito especial. _ Ela sorriu ainda mais, sem soltar o rosto de Tanjiro, cujo mesmo ainda estava confuso.

Movendo a sua mão até que pudesse segurar a do marido, a jovem não retirava seu olhar dos olhos do Kamado, que mais pareciam grandes pedras avermelhadas forjadas por chamas ardentes do coração de algum Deus.

– S/n, você está me assustando, o que está acontecendo. _ perguntou o (Maior/Menor).

– Recorda-se de quando éramos jovens caçadores que sonhavam em um mundo livre e seguro para termos nossa própria família? _ S/n perguntou segurando apertando firmemente as mãos do marido.

O Kamado acenou com a cabeça com ânsia e querendo uma resposta logo.

– Agora temos um mundo livre e seguro... _ então algumas lágrimas brotavam nos olhos da moça. – E logo, teremos nossa família...

Os olhos tons de rubis de Tanjiro acompanharam os da sua companheira e em seguida, lágrimas grandes rolavam pela face angelical do Ex-Caçador.

– S-S/n... Agora que você deveria descansar... _ ele sorriu em meio às lágrimas.

Um abraço aconchegante, um momento de paz, um doce cheiro de surpresa que fazia aquele jovem casal ser grato. Sim, uma recompensa pelo o que ele fez a humanidade, uma criança que desde já era amada, tão pequena, tão nova e já tão amada.

#tanjiro #tanjiro x reader #tanjiro x y/n #tanjiro kamado #demon slayer #Kimetsu no Yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba imagine #s/n #tanjiro x s/n #imagine #demon slayer imagines

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xxsabitoxx · 1 year

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Unfortunate [Teaser] full fic has been posted

Sekido, Karaku, Aizetsu, Urogi x AFAB! Reader

Warning the full length fic will include the following: gang banging, dub-con / non-con, forced oral, forced orgasm, BDSM themes… which just means they aren’t easy on you whatsoever, humiliation, bukkake, outdoor sex, brain washing, etc etc etc

A/N: so I will say, this fic is going to be a darker one. I don’t think I’ve ever written like… full on non-con… honestly this fic will somehow lean towards dub-con anyways. Like let’s be honest, it’s gonna be a very morally gray fic. I mean we aren’t moral people let’s be real.

You had fucked up, big time. “Such a stupid thing! You couldn’t figure out that we wanted you to do this?” The green eyed demon laughed again, watching as you looked between the three of them. Laughing just a bit harder as you realized only three of them stood before you. “I-but…” there was a fourth. You were certain of it… so where the hell did he go? “Karaku…you’re so loud…” the blue eyed demon whined, eyes locked on you as he referred to the green eyed demon. “Shut it, Aizetsu.”

The red eyed one spoke again, staff hovering just a bit off the ground as he scowled at you. “You’re probably wondering where the fourth one went, huh sugar?” The green eyed demon taunted you, completely torn, you couldn’t figure out where to look. If your eyes left the three of them they’d likely attack. If you didn’t try to figure out the location of the fourth, it was likely he’d kill you instead. “C’mon, little slayer… Show us what you got…” the blue eyed demon spoke, voice somber and eyes filled with sadness.

“Urogi, quit playing around.” The red eyed demon bellowed, another name, but your brain was going too fast to remember it. The flapping of wings pulled you from your daze, head whipping in the direction of the noise but it was too late. Two claws grabbed around your waist, the sudden thrust upward knocking your blade straight from your grasp. A scream of shock left you as you were torn straight off the ground, head flying upwards to see what had grabbed you. Somehow, it was the fourth demon.

He looked just as the other three did, the only differences being his eyes and his limbs. Golden eyes stared down at you, a familiar smirk on his lips. Instead of arms and legs, he had claws. His limbs resembled that of a bird or reptile, large wings expanding behind him. You jerked as he stopped, hovering in the air as he looked you over. It wasn’t until he raised his legs that you realized he was using them to grasp you opposed to his arms. “What a pathetic thing you are…” he laughed as he let you go.

You began to plummet to the ground, body and mind so disconnected from your reality that you couldn’t even muster a scream before he swooped down to grab you again. Now, you were facing him, eyes wide and chest heaving. “You humans are so easy to break… though I must say I’ve never seen the fighting spirit leave someone as quickly as it left you.” He admired your petrified face, slowly descending until he was in earshot of his other halves. “Yah know, Sekido? We shouldn’t kill her just yet…”

His eyes trailed over your body, a cruel grin covering his face as he spoke. “Why don’t we have some fun with her? It’s been years since I’ve gotten my fill of human…desire.” The implications had you feeling hot, panic ebbing up the back of your neck as you squirmed in his grasp. “Oh? There it is…” he dropped you a moment later. The fall wasn’t a big one but it still hurt when you hit the ground. The panic was mixing with dread as you realized what the situation was turning to. “Fun? Urogi why can’t we just eat her…” the blue eyed demon whined softly as he stared at you.

“Oi, Aizetsu don’t be such a prude…” the green eyed demon spoke, walking over to where you sat on the ground. He crouched before you, smiling in a way that made you want to run. “She’d certainly have a good time, don’t you think Sekido? You know we need your approval to do anything…” he turned to look at the red eyed demon, a soft thump behind you told you that the winged demon had landed. You met the red eyed demon’s gaze, swallowing thickly as you waited for him to decide your fate.

“There are rules…you know. We each get a turn, no hogging her.” You got the chills, listening intently to the demons conversing about having their way with you. “Listen here, sugar.” The green eyed demon grabbed your face, keeping your attention on him as he spoke. “We’re gonna have a hell of a time with you… satisfy us and maybe we’ll let you leave here with your life.” Behind you, the winged demon snickered, feet dragging on the ground as he too crouched behind you. “You’ll be able to satisfy the four of us with your body, right?”

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kalinysu · 10 months

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𝐆𝐎 𝐀𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃. ⇀ Muzan x F!Reader

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Your Muzan’s first wife, and only demon wife. You’ve known him for centuries, and he seems to have mellowed quite a bit with you. This particular night, Muzan seemed to be in an even worse mood than usual, getting annoyed with you for every question you asked.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Cursing, verbal abuse, threats, sexually suggestive behavior.

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: first story, working on more. also might be some spelling errors, i’m writing this half asleep.

“I’m beginning to question what other purpose you have other than to please and love me. Tell me, why is it you struggle so much to complete one simple god damn task? Hm? Answer me when i’m fucking speaking to you. Would you prefer it if I fucked the answer out of you again? Useless bitch.”

You and Muzan had been lying in bed for a few minutes now, neither of you moving or speaking. You could sense Muzan’s anger, since when he returned all he was doing was yelling and cursing at you. You were too afraid to make any noise at all, as he had been cursing at you and yelling since he had gotten back, only stopping about an hour ago when he had gotten into the shower.

You finally built up the courage to say something, turning your head to look at Muzan, who was laying on his side with his back facing you. “Mh..Muzan? Can I… Can I turn of this lamp?” You tried your best to ask as nicely and softly as possible, not wanting to upset him or bother him even more. “Go ahead.” He mumbled. You hesitantly sat up and reached over to turn off the lamp, before moving back to your original position.

Normally, you and Muzan would be cuddling. But there was a large gap between you two in bed. You nervously fidgeted with your fingers, before looking at him once again. You stayed silent for a moment, trying to read his body language somehow and see if he was starting to get annoyed again. In your mind, you were complaining about the way he was acting. It was rare to see him like this but still, you practically craved his attention everyday, and now he wasn’t giving it to you. “Can I..braid your hair?” You asked, growing bored of simply sitting there. “..Go ahead.” He said once again. You moved a little closer to him, your fingertips running across his neck as you pulled all his long curly black hair towards you, not trying to pull on it too much.

You braided his hair carefully, making sure you didn’t tug too hard. You swore you could feel Muzan tense up at your touch for a moment, or maybe it was just you. When you were finished with the braid, you couldn’t help but ask another question. “Muzan can I—“ You were cut off by him already answering. “Go ahead.” He said, seemingly just wanting you to shut up already. You stared at him for a moment, before moving a little closer to him. You hugged him tight from behind, which only resulted in you being pushed away from him.

He was seemingly still upset with you for failing multiple missions, though you were glad he didn’t kill you like he would another demon, because you were his wife, you got the most special treatment.

Muzan then turned over to face you, his red eyes now open. He suddenly grabbed your face and pulled you closer, before kissing you, earning him a small whimper from you. “Stop whining. I can hear your thoughts.” He broke the kiss for a moment to speak, before kissing you once again. Your cheeks flushed red, only now having realized that. He had told you multiple times before but you never truly payed attention to his words. "M-maste—“ You tried to break the kiss and explain yourself, but his grip on the back of your head only forced you into the kiss once more. Your hands went up to his chest, feeling his muscular body through the robe he wore.

“Go ahead, darling.”

Your hand pushed away the silky fabric, opening your eyes slightly to see his bare chest, ever so slightly pulling away from the kiss only for him to forcefully turn your head back, deepening the kiss, slipping his tongue into your mouth. Even going as far as biting your bottom lip, causing you to whimper once again. Your hands felt his body, ever single ab on his stomach, before moving down, attempting to feel even more before Muzan’s hand stopped yours, gripping your wrist. “Not now, dear.” He said, pulling away from the kiss with a grin. You were about to whine and complain, until he had gotten on top of you and kissed you once again, this time his hands were wandering all over your body.

“You don’t deserve anything yet. You’ve got no clue how tired I am of you being such a needy bitch, who can’t even think about anything but sex. Can’t do anything right, can you?”

“Master—P-please, you know I haven’t seen you practically all day…” You said, barely above a whisper. Your thoughts were running wild, no matter how much you tried to hide them, your mind was filled with the thought of Muzan fucking you. You couldn’t stand the feeling between your legs, it was far too much. You desperately needed attention down there, but it seemed Muzan wasn’t willing to give you any. Moving off of you and bringing you closer to him, wrapping an arm around you and burying his face into your neck.

“Think of this as your punishment, for not being able to accomplish anything I ask of you.”

#demon slayer #kny #muzan kibutsuji #muzan #kimetsu no yaiba muzan #muzan smut #muzan x reader #muzan imagine #lord muzan #kny muzan #yandere muzan #kny smut #kny x reader

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married-to-google-translater · 9 months

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Can I ask for Akaza, Douma, Daki and Muzan with a human child that says when they grow up they are going to marry them and calls them Pretty? (Like, nothing creepy, just the child equivalent of playing house oWo)

I do this now with Douma and Muzan

Rest of characters you found here

Douma

Okay, who gave the child to Douma to take care of?

Who would think that would be a good idea?

Someone needs to file a child protection report quickly XD

Well, at least you wouldn't complain.

You think Douma would be a really fun company

Because you really don't know his secret.

Douma would also often play with you and carry you everywhere.

You also get a lot of special treatment with him

Douma, on the other hand, likes how lively you are.

You were energetic and always inventing new things.

He would love to watch it.

Today you decided to play at home…

Or you insisted and Douma couldn't refuse because you're so cute.

Douma would probably just laugh at this.

You were so sweet and naive.

Especially when you show your displeasure when he starts laughing.

You are just so really cute

Muzan

Okay, how you end up with Muzan is a really long story.

So long that we won't begin to tell it here.

The author is writing this at 1:30 am and would like to go to sleep already lol XD

Maybe he was originally supposed to play your father or he is your real father.

Who knows…

However Muzan wouldn't usually play with you.

He would usually assign some upper moon to watch over you.

So these moments would be quite rare.

However, now Muzan decides to play with you.

At least for a moment.

Muzan would not really learn well playing with a child.

He wouldn't have much experience.

Maybe this would be a sneaky way to get you to do chores.

Muzan would stop for a moment when you said he's pretty…

gotta say he'd be a little hurt.

He should be impressive and scary…

Not pretty.

He would stare at you for a long time.

No more playtime for you XD

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moumouton4 · 4 months

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Dom Muichiro (Aged up) x Sub fem reader, I'm rewriting it to make it clearer. So she ends up flirting with other Slayers and ends up getting a 'punishment' where Muichiro won't let her cum until she learns her lesson? She whimpers and complains but he is simply cold and still won't let her cum until he realizes that she has really learned her lesson. (again I hope you don't feel uncomfortable as I'm very paranoiac)

Have Your Learned Your Lesson ? || Muichiro Tokito x fem!reader

Part 2 : Have Your Learned Your Lesson ?

A/n : Heyyy sweetie I can assure you it's fineeee ! Also since the "first" part of this seems very close to the one I've already written there ( That Day He Got Jealous Of One Of Your Student ) let's say this is the 2nd part of it

Part 1 : That Day He Got Jealous Of One Of Your Student ✨

Warnings : Muichiro is aged up ofc, dom Muichiro, edging, use of slut twice ( I don't unsually do this but it felt somehow right ), pussy slapping, jealousy, fingering, oral fem!receiver, overstimulation, bredding kink if you squint, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it

Masterlist ⚜

I don’t give permission to repost my work, if you want to share it just reblogue it

Word count : 742

Well you thought you were getting back at him, because as soon as your hand made contact with his bulge he swatted your hand away “No touching ! Unless you want me to tie you up” he said somehow dangerously, sending chills down your spine. Truth be told you wouldn’t have minded him tying you up but right now you wanted to tease him too.

Seeing the glint in your eyes, he figured that you weren’t going to be a good obedient slut girl today. Gripping both your hands, in his, by the wrists, he tugged you to your shared room. His eyes looked all around trying to spot the ribbon he used to tie you with. An evil smirk spread on his lips when he finally found it. And before you knew it he was already rolling it around your wrists, your hands safely placed behind your back.

Soon after he stripped you from your panties, that he slided from your legs. His fingers soon replaced the silky fabric, circling and rubbing your most delicate spots. From your inner thighs to your wet, needy core. His skilled fingers started to inch closer to your quivering hole, before giving in and beginning a slow and teasing fingering motion.

Seeing you starting to squirming he brought his face closer to your ear, whispering lowly “I can feel you tightening around my fingers. Are you going to cum for me so soon ?” again the smirk in his voice was palpable.

Speeding the movements of his fingers he mused “Come on, cum for me Y/n. I can feel you’re close, come one”

You moaned even louder “M-muichiro I’m-”

“Ah ah ah” he spoke nonchalantly, as if he didn’t just deprive you from a climax ( please don’t read this as a laugh 💀 ) “You were close, weren’t you ? I could feel you milking my fingers. So needy” he scoffed, before slapping your pussy.

You yelped, making his devilish smirk grow on his face “What ? You didn’t think I was going to let such a bad girl come after what she did today ?”

“M-Mui- mmmh” your plea was stopped by his fingers who restarted moving in your soaking cunt, squelching sounds filling the room as he continued torturing you.

He kept this little game going for about 30 minutes. Fingering and then rubbing your clit with his now pruned fingers, halting each time you were on the verge of cumming.

Your breath was shallow as you muttered “P-p-please… l-l-let m-me fin-finish… ngh” you whimpered, barely managing to get the words out. You thought that tying you up was your punishment, that he was preparing you to receive him, but no he had decided to edge you instead.

From between your legs, his face glistening with your essence - because yes after a while fingering you he decided it wasn’t enough torture for your to learn your lesson - “Please ?” he chuckled darkly, his tongue flicking your clit once more “If you’re so desperate to finish you can still leave and try your luck with him” he spat “I bet you wouldn’t mind, you slut”

Somehow the harsh words had you throbbing inside, fuck he really know what he was doing. You shook your head trying to get him to understand that you wanted him, only him “N-no ! M-muichiro… mpf I-I want… y-you”

The brat, he didn’t even let you get your words out in peace “Say it again” he demanded through gritted teeth, of course he didn’t stop his oral assaults.

“I-I want you… ah- on-only you” at this you could feel his lips curving upwards in some kind of smile.

“Only me ?” he repeated, your words had just boosted his ego.

“I-l love you Muichiro p-please” you begged.

“Fine” he relented, you had learned your lesson this time, he was sure about it… also the sheets were drenched, as in the hurry he forgot to put some towels to cover. His face inched once more closer to your core, and this time he didn’t lose any time to plunge his tongue inside your tight heat, making your hands struggle behind your back, you wanted to hold his hair so bad.

He seemed to feel it so, with a swift movement he untied them. since you had understood your lesson you were going to be rewarded like a good girl now. First with a long awaited orgasm, and then with a hot load of his cum in your stomach.

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demonslayers-dreamscapes · 8 months

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🍃💖Tanjiro headcannons 🍃💖

Tanjiro was dreading this day he was letting you do a mission on your own ( or so you thought ) the moment you went to the town to handle a demon he told he went to go investigate a forest ( had to pretend to sneeze to hide his lying face ) he silently sat on roof tops watching you handle the mission well until something happened

You were fighting a demon until he had a friend who jabbing you in the side with a paralyzing poison as you fell and boy did these demons disappear quick it was a flash before Tanjiro picked you up in full parent mode taking you to nearest place with medicine

You slowly woke feeling a wet towel to your head and Tanjiro brushing your hair softly with a brush and nezuko sleeping beside you curled up you honestly thought it was a dream from how much love you felt until you sneezed causing great pain to your side letting out a wail which caused nezuko to squeak that then caused Tanjiro to nearly fall backwards from shock accidentally hitting zenitsu in the face with the hair brush “ oh god im so sorry zenitsu!! “ he worried as inosuke snorted and laughed falling to the floor

When night felt you heard a small whisper to your ear which honestly could of healed any wound you had “ y/n i always be with my dearest i love you like the rising sun i shall always greet you every drawn and every dusk i shall make sure you safe to sleep soundly “ Tanjiro truly was your angel

#kimetsu no yaiba imagine #demon slayer imagine #kimetsu tanjiro #tanjiro fluff #tanjirou #tanjiro kamado #demon slayer tanjiro #tanjiro x you #tanjiro x reader #tanjiro kny #tanjiro kimetsu no yaiba

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liujiami · 2 years

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Drabble! (Mondern AU! Arranged marriage with Tomioka Giyuu)

Request from @weebotaku21

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Tomioka Giyuu would 100% fall for you eventually bc you readers are amazing! It was love at first sight i'd say! ^w^

So in this AU the hashiras still exist along with the demonslaying corp but in the modern era.

Also, even tho you arent a official hashira, your fighting skills are amazing, and along eith you medical abilities, people call you the 'healing hashira'!

Many hashiras have come to know you as friends after you took care of them and became friends, even the most unruly Sanemi!

So overall you and Giyuu's relationship would blossom even if the whole thing started due to an arranged marriage! ^w^

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oh-ranpo · 2 years

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come along and dance with me

☾ - pairing: giyu tomioka x reader ☾ - word count: 3.9k+ ☾ - summary: the demon slayers and hashira are having a party, and there is only one person you want to celebrate with.

Becoming a demon slayer came with a lot of responsibility. Becoming a Hashira came with even more. It wasn’t that anyone complained about it because they all knew what they were signing up for from the very beginning. It was a responsibility that everyone took extremely seriously, and there weren’t many who had any regrets on choosing the path that they had.

That didn’t meant that they also didn’t yearn for a chance to let loose and relax once in a while.

So, when Master had suggested this small party as a treat for everything everyone had done over the past year, it had been met with resounding enthusiasm. Music, food, dancing - all luxuries that no one had the time to enjoy given their chosen lifestyle. However, once given the opportunity, everyone was sure to take advantage of it. You were no exception.

From the moment the party had been announced, you had been counting down the hours until it was time. It became the topic of all of your conversations, and you played through a million different scenarios in your head on how things would go.

What snacks would there be? What kind of music? Would you dance with anyone? Would anyone even want to dance?

These were some of the questions that swarmed your mind as the day drew nearer, and you were unable to turn your thoughts to anything else. Well, almost anything else. One of the biggest questions that seemed plagued your thoughts involved one of the other members of the group that you hadn’t seen much of since the day Master had told you all of the event.

Would Giyu be there?

It was to be assumed that everyone - including all nine Hashira - would be there. Tengen and Rengoku seemed almost as excited about the whole thing as you did, and while you hadn’t had much opportunity to discuss it with any of the others, it seemed to be unanimous that they would all be there. The raven-haired Water Hashira had always been a hard one to read, however. He kept to himself and you wouldn’t have been at all surprised if he decided to sit this one out, quite literally. You hoped you were wrong. You desperately hoped that you were wrong.

Even though he kept to himself, you had grown quite fond of Giyu. You couldn’t quite explain it, but there was a calming aura that settled around him, and whenever he was near, you could feel it slowly start to blanket you as well. You knew that he had a dark and traumatic past, but even so, he was still incredibly kind. He treated you with respect in every interaction you shared, and you had always been filled with the desire to get to know him better. However, his walls were so high, you hadn’t managed to climb over them just yet. He always kept the right amount of distance for you to never truly see who he really was.

When you became a demon slayer, you had occasionally asked the others about him, but none of them were much help either. Shinobu was the only one who gave you any insight into his past, and even then, she had only given you a vague response ending in, “He should be the one to tell you the rest.” No one else seemed to know much more about him, and if they did, they shared the same sentiment Shinobu did. You understood their reasoning, but your inability to get close to him was growing increasingly frustrating. Maybe he didn’t want to be friends. Maybe you were wasting your time. You couldn’t know for sure, however, and that is what kept you from giving up completely. You just knew that he was worth the extra effort it took to get to know him.

So, when the day came, and you were finally getting ready for the big event, you were surprised to find that you were nervous. All the hype and excitement had melted away, and now your heart was racing in a completely different way. While you had been dying for some live music and an endless array of food, you suddenly found yourself filled with that want again.

He has to be there, you thought to yourself. And if he is, you’re going to see if he’ll talk to you again.

Slipping on the best kimono that you owned, you straightened out your hair and took a deep breath. Your room was silent, but in the distance, you could hear the music from the party that had already started. Your nerves had gotten the best of you and you were now running late, which only upset your stomach more. There was only a limited amount of time to enjoy yourself in this way, and you were going to miss it if you didn’t pull yourself together, and quickly.

Shaking off the little bit of insecurity you were feeling, you made the walk over to the courtyard where the celebration was being held, and a smile was immediately brought to your face when you saw the festivities in full swing.

There were tables of food lined up on one side of the make-shift dance floor while the band was set up in the corner. There were several tables set up where various members of the demon slayer corp were mingling, and you could make out several of the Hashira munching away on plates of food, and a few of them were already on the dance floor. You could hear Rengoku’s laugh fill the air, even over the music, and your eyes scanned the crowd as you tried to pretend that you were thinking about where to start.

Really, you were looking for one thing - or person, rather - to see if they had really shown up or not.

Your heart started to sink when you scanned the large group of people twice and came up unsuccessful on your search. You tried to distract yourself by heading towards the refreshments to get a drink, but you couldn’t help the downturn of your lips in disappointment as you started to accept that maybe he really wasn’t going to show up.

This really wasn’t Giyu’s scene, and you knew that. He was reserved and soft-spoken, and you were sure that he probably felt more than a little uncomfortable at big parties. You knew him well enough to know that, even a celebration like this one where he could forget about the world of demons for just a few hours, probably wouldn’t have been his first choice in ways to spend the evening. That didn’t mean that you weren’t still let down.

“You look way too sad to be at a party right now,” a familiar voice boomed from behind you, and your heart lurched at the realization that your expression was giving away your inner thoughts. When you turned around to see Rengoku smiling expectantly at you, you did your best to force a believable smile onto your lips.

“Sad? Who said I’m sad?” You asked, feigning an ignorance that you were sure was completely transparent. The deep laughter that followed made it clear that he didn’t believe you.

“Your face did, silly! But it’s a party, so it’s about time to turn that frown upside down!”

Before you could say anything else, he was thrusting a drink into your hand, and you hastily accepted it to keep it from spilling all over your outfit. With another bright smile, Rengoku turned away from you, and before you could ask him what was in the cup he had just handed you, he had disappeared into the crowd. You sighed as you stared down at the liquid before lifting the cup to your nose and taking a small sniff. Your nose immediately wrinkled at the potent smell of alcohol and moved to set the drink down on the table beside you. You appreciated the effort he was making, but you weren’t in the mood for that kind of party.

Grabbing some water instead, you started your way around the open courtyard once more, desperate for a distraction. You found Tanjiro and Zenitsu eventually, and decided to spend some time catching up with them instead of pouting over your own disappointment. They were a welcome distraction, and for a few minutes, you found yourself fully immersed in the interaction and not thinking about the boy that was missing.

What kind of idiot wastes a perfectly good party pining after someone who didn’t even want to come?

After your conversation with Tanjiro and Zenitsu, you started to make your way over to the small group of Hashira that had congregated on the other side of the courtyard when something yellow and green caught your eye. It appeared off to the side of the dance floor, at one of the tables more off set from the rest, partially hidden in the grove of trees that resided nearby. Your heart leapt in your chest as you moved in its direction, hoping that your eyes weren’t playing tricks on you. You would have recognized that pattern anywhere. Could it be…

Your eyes widened when you saw Giyu sitting at the table alone, his arms resting on the table in front of him as he seemed to be people-watching. You weren’t sure if anyone else had noticed him yet - or if he even wanted to be noticed - but you couldn’t stop your feet from carrying you over to him. A genuine smile had returned to your face and your heart was hammering in your chest as you drew closer. He must have heard your footsteps because, once you were a few feet away, his head turned towards you and his blue eyes locked on yours.

From the way his eyes widened, it was clear that Giyu hadn’t expected anyone to approach him, let alone you. Most of the time, you tried to give him his space, so this was one of the few times that you had initiated an interaction with him first. And this was definitely the first time you had initiated interaction with him alone.

“What are you doing over here all by yourself?” You asked, though you internally cringed at your wording. Giyu was always alone. You didn’t have to draw attention to it.

Instead of looking offended, Giyu just shrugged as his gaze turned back to the gathering of people as you pulled out the chair next to him. He didn’t seem bothered by your presence, but you also couldn’t tell if he was happy for the company or not either.

“I just wanted to come and see what was going on. Looks like everyone is having fun.”

The way the words fell from his lips almost sounded like he didn’t consider himself part of the group. It was almost as if he didn’t feel like he deserved to participate and that bothered you.

“Well, what about you? Are you having fun?” You asked, and suddenly, those blue irises were staring at you again. Your breath caught in your throat at just how blue they were up close, but you did your best to hide your internal reaction. You didn’t want to weird him out, and since he was impossible to read, you had no idea what he was thinking.

“Are you?”

You huffed at the fact that he had managed to evade your question, but you still smiled back at him as it was your turn to shrug.

“I am having a little more fun now.”

If he understood what you were insinuating, he didn’t show it. In fact, his expression didn’t change at all, and you shifted uncomfortably in your seat, determined not to be the first one to break eye contact. Giyu was such a strange guy sometimes, but his behavior and mannerisms thrilled you. He could be so mundane, and yet he was the most interesting person you had ever met. You were sure that you could spend hours just sitting next to him in silence if he would let you. The thought was a little overwhelming at first, but the warmth inside your chest assured you that it wasn’t such a bad thing.

He was the first one to look away, though you were a little disappointed when he did, as his attention was briefly stolen by the loud laughter of the other Hashira on the dance floor. The party had livened up even more, and more people were dancing and laughing than before. You smiled to yourself at the sight. Despite how much fun they were having, however, you weren’t tempted to join them. Well, at least, you didn’t want to join them alone.

“Giyu, would you like to dance?”

Immediately, his eyes were on you again, and the surprised look on his face when you turned to him was one that you were expecting. You hadn’t even expected to ask the question yourself, but once the thought popped into your mind, you had to voice it. Even if you got painfully rejected.

“Me?” He asked quietly, and you giggled.

“Do you know another Giyu around here?”

He shook his head, and you moved from your chair before extending a hand out to him as you waited for him to answer your question. He hesitated at first, and after a few long seconds, you started to worry that he really was going to turn you down. He really had no reason to say yes. Dancing? In a public space like this? With you? The more you thought about it, the more ridiculous it sounded.

Slowly, you started to lower your hand, but before it could fall all the way back to your side, a warm palm was pressing against it. Your eyes widened slightly as Giyu stood up, his gaze flickering from the group of people on the dance floor to you, and you could now feel the waves of anxiety rolling off of him.

“It’ll be fine. You can follow my lead.”

It sounded like something you would hear in training, and you were sure that sounded ridiculous coming from you to someone like him. However, the words did cause a small drop in his shoulders as he seemed to loosen up just a bit, and while he dropped your hand as you walked closer to where the music was playing, he was close behind you the entire way.

Conveniently, just as you arrived to the clearing, the music had switched to something slower. A slow song would be less intimidating for the both of you, but it was also overwhelming in it’s own way. There wouldn’t be as much movement required for him to focus on, but the thought of having him close to you now felt like a terrible idea.

Not because you didn’t want to, but because you didn’t know how that would make him feel. Granted, he was still standing next to you and hadn’t tried to escape back to his compound yet, so you took that as a good sign.

You could feel the eyes of some of the other Hashira on the two of you, as well as your fellow demon slayer comrades, but you did your best to ignore them. Instead, you turned your full attention back to the dark-haired boy beside you, giving him your best reassuring smile as you reached out for him again.

“You still have time to say no,” you told him, your smile never wavering as you waited. You couldn’t let the onlookers see you flustered, and even if he rejected you now, you would find a way to play it off. But, you were surprised once again when he stepped closer to you, his hand reaching out to take yours again.

It was then that you truly appreciated the outfit that he was wearing, as when he was sitting down, you couldn’t properly see it. He was still wearing his signature haori on top, but the base layer of the outfit consisted of a dark black jacket, white-button down shirt, and a pair of simple black pants. It was both casual and dressy in it’s own way, and your heart fluttered at seeing him in something other than his uniform. He had gone out of his way to dress up for the occasion and that meant that he was more into it than he had previously let on.

As he stepped into your space, your hand gripped his a little bit tighter before your free hand moved to rest on his shoulder. His other hand hesitantly moved to your hip and his touch was so feather-light, you almost didn’t notice it was there at first. His cheeks were now a light, dusty pink, and your smile grew at how adorably nervous he was.

“We can always stop whenever.”

Your reassuring words seemed to bring him continued comfort as he nodded again as the tension in his shoulders lessened just a bit more, though his eyes remained focused on the empty space between you. He was gazing at the ground, seemingly watching your feet as they slowly moved to the beat while he mirrored your movements. He still hadn’t said a word, but you also weren’t going to force conversation if he didn’t want it. You were already beyond elated that you had made it this far.

Dancing with Giyu in front of the entire demon slayer corps was not something that you thought would ever happen. He could have laughed in your face when you asked, or simply ran away, but he hadn’t. Instead, he was here, with you, doing his best to keep up with the dancing that you had somehow convinced him into.

As the song progressed, you could feel yourself being drawn in deeper, your body instinctively moving closer to his as your hand slowly slid from his shoulder to his upper back. You were so close now that you could smell him - he smelled like fresh water mixed with the soap that you were sure he used before getting dressed up. It was an intoxicating aroma, and you had to force yourself to remain composed and not get lost in the aroma.

You were so lost in your own personal fantasy that you almost missed it when Giyu started talking. His voice was so quiet it could have been easily drowned out by the music, but you were so closely attuned to him that your entire body became more alert whenever he moved or spoke.

“Can I ask why you chose me?”

Your brow furrowed as you looked at him, his eyes still cast downward even though you knew that he was speaking directly to you. You wanted him to look at you so that you could drown in those ocean-blue eyes of his, but when he didn’t look up, you decided you wouldn’t force him.

“What do you mean? Why I chose you as my dance partner?”

Giyu nodded slowly, his cheeks turning a darker shade of red that you were sure he hoped you didn’t notice. Your heart thudded inside your chest, and you felt that pit in your stomach start to open up, much like it did any other time you noticed that Giyu was by himself.

“You could have chosen Tengen or Rengoku or anyone else who would have been much better at this kind of thing.”

He was still moving along to the beat with you, but you could see now that his mind was somewhere else. His reasoning struck a chord deep within you that made your entire being ache. You could see it in his deflated demeanor that he was prepared for a response that would hurt his feelings more than he would ever admit.

They turned me down. They were too busy. I thought it’d be funny.

Those were only a few of the possibilities that had flooded through Giyu’s mind, and while you couldn’t hear his thoughts, you could see his attempt at covering up the insecurities. He had a stoic demeanor for a reason, and it was easier to see now that it was all for self-preservation.

Slowly, you removed your arm from his shoulder, and moved your hand to gently cup his cheek. His eyes shot up to meet yours at the touch, and your smile softened as you tried to quell the fear that suddenly rose into his expression. His skin was soft beneath your palm, and while you wished nothing more than to stay like this forever, you knew that too much too soon would scare him away.

“I didn’t want to dance with Tengen or Rengoku or anyone else. I wanted to dance with you.”

His eyes widened even bigger than before, and a vulnerable look filled his face as he stared back at you without saying a word. His expressions had become more open in the last few minutes than you had ever seen them, and you felt grateful to see something other than resigned indifference. Your fingertips danced across his jaw before dropping back to his shoulder just as the song ended. Your movements halted, but you didn’t break eye contact with him for several long moments, in which you hoped he understood just how serious you were.

“So, thank you for dancing with me, Giyu. You made the night absolutely perfect.”

When you felt like the moment was finally over, you regrettably started to pull away so that you could give him some space. Asking for more would be too much for now, but you were more than satisfied with how things had turned out. One dance would hold you over until you could work out the next step in your plan on getting to know the mystery boy who made your heart race.

Before you could get too far, however, a hand was reaching out to wrap around your wrist, and you were shocked to see that it was Giyu who had stopped you. There was a sheepish look on his face as he glanced up at you before his gaze fell to the ground in front of him. You were about to ask him if there was something wrong when he moved to speak, his voice quiet, yet you could still clearly make out the words.

“W-Would you maybe… want to dance again?”

Butterflies roared inside your stomach as you nodded eagerly, your feet carrying you back to him without a moment’s hesitation. You were a bit startled when Giyu’s fingers laced between your own instead of simply clutching your hand, but you didn’t have any problems moving closer as his other arm snaked around your waist so that his hand was now resting on your lower back instead of your hip.

He didn’t have to say anything more for you to know that things had changed in that moment. When he rested his head against yours, his face now out of sight but the blush still ever-prominent in your mind, you knew that you had found the door that would now lead you deeper into his life, and while it was only a baby step forward, you were moving forward nonetheless.

It didn’t matter what the rest of the Hashira would tease you about later, because you had finally gotten what you wanted - just a moment to see for yourself how wonderful Giyu Tomioka really was - and you planned on digging deeper until you saw all of him, no matter how long that would take.

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