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kimetsu-no-yaiba-writings · 1 year

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I just had the Idea, like Imagine, the S/o from Muzan, Koku, Douma and Akaza (seperate) finds a spider and is REALLY Scared of it. How would they react?

The mental image of the S/O shrieking in terror and one of these men just absolutely pegging it all the way from one side of the house to the other just to find out its a spider that scared the S/O amuses me greatly (≧▽≦)

Also I have arachnophobia and honestly spiders get my skin crawling in terror... they just give me the ick

Honestly thanks for sliding this into my askbox! It was fun to imagine and write what these men would think and do during such a scenario!

Muzan Kibutsuji, Kokushibo, Douma/Doma + Akaza reacting to their S/O being scared of a spider - Headcanons:

Muzan Kibutsuji:

He was just doing an experiment, just messing around with chemicals to get a reaction

When he hear's you scream

Fucking speed demon o'hoy as he speeds across the house to find you, nails hardening and lengthen and tentacles wanting to burst out from his skin to get rid of what's harmed you

And when he reaches where you are, hands cracking the foundations of the door with a snarl on his lips until his eyes land on you

Muzan stands there - his fear quells and is instead replaced with a thankful neutrality - breathing slowly reverting back to normal as he takes in your shaken form standing on one of the tables in the home's library

With a quirk of his brow his gaze drifts to where your shaking finger points and lands on the calm + poised form of a spider

Muzan stares at it

The spider stares back

Before it's promptly squished under a book

Your carried out of the room like a bride

"For scaring me you get to sit in my lab" Muzan says, going back to mixing chemicals "And if your good, it'll be me that makes you scream in ecstasy later"

Muzan knows spider's scare you so usually just kills them before you see one - although the odd few go get to live

Kokushibo:

Kokushibo was meditating - his usual activity after a long day

It's silent, the house in a state of stillness and the world outside holding it's breathe as Kokushibo breathes in...then out..

And its shattered by your scream of fear

His body moves quicker than his mind

Hand on his katana as he rushes to where you are and as see's you cowering in the hallway, eyes flicking to and fro to see where your fear is placed to see the 8-legged fiend

"It's a spider...." He states plainly, eyes blinking as his stance relaxes "......again?"

"Can you please make it go away!" You whisper-shout, eyes peaking through your fingers at him "It's really scary"

Kokushibo simply sighs

Moving silently to catch the spider with a drinking cup and a piece of parchment from the ceiling and releasing it outside

He picks you up and dusts you off with a small smile

"Next time just shout my name, I'll handle the spiders"

Douma/Doma:

Douma/Doma had just finished a sermon

Narrowly escaping his followers clutches from having to give more false kindness and advice that he probably didn't mean

Until he hears you scream

Fear flushes his insides cold and worry makes his chest ache as he runs to your shared quarters

First, he blinks - taking in the scene of your shaking form and the rather harmless spider on the wall

Then his brain starts working at a mile a minute before everything clicks into place

You (S/O) + Spider + Scream from you = Fear = New form of entertainment

Douma/Doma smirks - something filled with malice and a polite mock sympathy - before making his way across the room to soothe you

Before promptly catching the spider and chasing you with it...

Yes, this is funny for him and no, he won't stop until he's tired

After having his fun - for what felt like a millennia - Douma/Doma releases the spider outside

And with a chuckle, kisses your forehead and leaves you

Douma/Doma just doesn't understand why you're scared of spiders until you sit down with him before bed and tell him off for earlier

After that he orders his followers to either kill spiders on sight or move them into the garden

Akaza:

He was training in the garden when he heard you scream out in terror

Making record time to get to you by simply leaping from the garden through the bedroom's open window

Eyes moving wildly trying to find the source of your terror - his heart aching when seeing your eyes shimmering with tears and a scared wobble to your lip

Until landing on the black mass on the floor scuttling about... "a....a spider?" He says inquisitively, his head tilting in confusion

When he realizes that it was the spider that made you scream, Akaza kinda just stares at it for a little while before joining you on the bed to get away from it and soothe you

Then 5 minutes roll into 10 minutes and your both sat there, chilling on the bed in a hug and waiting for the spider to leave

"It's gone now...."

Accidentally stands on the spider

Yes, he screams

No, the spider doesn't make it

But you do get to laugh

Akaza now doesn't go near spiders....

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tiza0925 · 28 days

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Sleepy | 18+

Warnings/Tags: NSFW, Explicit Sexual Content, Vaginal Sex, Female Reader, Demon Sex, Creampie, Praise Kink, Top!Akaza, Consensual Somnophilia, Sleepy sex, Oral Sex (female receiving)

Pairing: Demon!Akaza x Female Reader

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Akaza sighs as he goes down on his knees, causing the mattress to dip beneath you, and his hands come up to hold onto your waist.

He’s been visiting you at night more often lately.

Sometimes you’re awake—ready and waiting for him.

But sometimes—just like tonight—you’re asleep.

But you honestly did try to wait for him tonight.

You look forward to your encounters with him—which is absurd, considering you’re the one who should be trying to kill him since he’s a demon.

One of the Upper Moons.

And you’re a Hashira.

And yet here he is, in your bedroom, late at night, as you shift in your sleep—with Akaza knowing you wouldn’t even bother to try cutting his head off if you were awake.

It’s an odd…situation you put yourself in.

One that you know will get you in deep trouble with the Corps if they ever find out.

But that never stopped you from letting this particular demon touch you.

Or kiss you.

Or fuck you.

Akaza was too good with the words he’d say to you and how he touched you—and you’re only a human after all.

One that would merely melt under Akaza’s touches alone.

You let out a small sigh as your closed lids flutter, still fast asleep, and Akaza runs his thumbs in circles over the exposed skin of your stomach—watching you with a fond gaze.

“Must be a nice dream,” He mutters to himself as he leans down to inhale your scent he puts his head in between your neck and shoulder, and he exhales with a satisfied hum.

It’s the one thing he finds himself looking forward to, now.

To come here—entering your room through the window at night—and just feel you under the palms of his hand.

It’s insane.

Stupid and irrational.

And yet Akaza never tried to kill you to stop this—whatever this is—between you two.

He gives the side of your neck a long, wide, and hot glide of his tongue—savoring the taste of you that has him groaning softly—and one of his hands slides up and under your tank top to squeeze your supple breast.

He feels you tense under his touches, but not enough to wake you up, allowing him to continue as he kisses down your neck and collarbone—and he pushes the rest of your tank top up to reveal your tits for his mouth to lavish on.

If you were awake—he’d spend more time on this.

Knowing just how much you love having your tits sucked on as he flicks the tip of his tongue against your nipple.

But you’re not awake.

And he’s feeling a little more needy tonight.

Akaza is careful as he peels your pajama pants and panties down, revealing your glistening folds in the process—and god, it has Akaza’s head spinning and his mouth waters at the sight.

“So wet for me, hm?” His voice is low, and quiet, as he goes down to greedily lick your pussy, feeling you jerk against him, and he grins with a breathy chuckle. “So responsive, even in your sleep.”

It’s a little dangerous whenever he eats you out like this.

Because of his fangs that occasionally prick you, and he can taste the little bits of your blood that mix on his tongue—

It tempts him. So fucking badly.

But he never gives in. He never lets it get too far.

He tries to focus more on how you respond so sleepily to the way his tongue licks your cunt, undulating against your clit, and pushing it inside you as far as he can.

He focuses on sucking on your pussy folds until he has saliva dripping down the corners of his mouth, and making a mess out of you with how much of your juices are leaking onto his chin and bedsheet.

He focuses on how hard his cock feels—and it’s nearly painful as it strains against his pants, making him groan against you as he thinks about sliding his thick cock inside you, knowing that you can never fit it all in one go.

His jaw goes to work as his hands keep your thighs open while licking your clit over and over until he feels you responding more and more—a small indication that you’re slowly coming to awareness.

“Is my little human awake, now?” He mumbles that against your cunt, and he gives your clit one last suckle before pulling off with a wet pop, watching you as your eyelashes flutter and you dazedly open your eyes.

Everything feels like sludge to you, and you can barely comprehend what’s going on.

You just feel hot and wet and so warm inside your body—it takes a little longer than it should have for you to notice that Akaza is there, staring down at you with a wicked little smirk.

“…’Kaza?” You mumble sleepily, not a bone in your body is on alert even though one of the top three strongest Upper Moons has you in an extremely vulnerable spot.

And that, in itself, should be alarming.

But it isn’t.

It never is when it’s with Akaza.

You hear Akaza mutter something—but you can’t tell what it is because of how sleepy you are and how far behind your mind feels.

But the next thing you feel is him shifting to lay beside you, with warm and rough hands holding onto your waist and legs to roll you onto your side—and hot lips caresses your ear.

“Don’t worry, you just lay here and be a good girl for me,” Akaza murmurs against your ear, causing you to shiver, and you want to say more but—

You simply nod instead, feeling sleep trying to tug at you again, and you do as you’re told as you let Akaza handle you as he pulls your back flush against his chest—and one of his hands slides behind your thigh as he grabs on to lift your leg.

“Take it all for me, okay?” He says that so sweetly as he guides the tip of his cock against your sopping hole, slapping your pussy with his dick a few times and making these wet sounds before he begins to slowly push in—kissing your neck as you whine with how insanely stretched out you feel already.

“There we go, you take me so well,” He’s only halfway in and you already feel like you might die—feeling suffocated with how deep he feels in your guts. “You feel so tight, baby.”

Your eyes are droopy, you feel so tired and your limbs are limp, that all you can do is try to sluggishly reach back with one arm to hold onto Akaza’s hair, gasping and moaning quietly as he rocks his hips against yours—making you feel every inch of him as his dick slides further inside you.

And Akaza fucks you nice and deep and slow, making your pussy drool all over his dick as he hits your g-spot with every roll of his hips, causing the buzzing pleasure between your thighs grow so thick and hot that you have to bury your head into the pillow, muffling your cries as Akaza makes you cum more than once—your orgasm throbbing through you.

He fucks you through it all—his grip on your waist like iron to hold you in place—his dick coming out slick with your arousal every time he pulls out, only for him to push it back and make your fluids gush out, grinding his fat cock inside you until your lashes are coated with tears and you can’t take it anymore.

And Akaza leaves you that night like how he always does—

A tummy full of his cum, pussy sore and pulsing as you lay in the sheets that you know will need a good cleaning the morning after.

He leaves you with the softest kiss on the lips—a promise for a next time—and a blanket thrown over you as he leaves the same way he came in.

And that night you sleep soundly, uncaring of how messy you are, feeling elated and at ease—all because of the very person that can easily get you banished from the Corps.

But that’s a worry for the future.

End.

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fairy-writes · 11 months

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I love your writing so much and I can’t wait to request more :) please could I request dialogue prompt 4 for Akaza from Demon Slayer 💙💙

YOU SET ME FREE

Reblogs and Comments are greatly appreciated!!

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Fandom(s): Demon Slayer

Pairing(s): Akaza x Reader

Prompt: “You set me free. Now I can do the same for you.” (From The Corpse Bride) (Dialogue Prompt #4)

Genre(s)/Tag(s): Female!Reader, Human!Reader

Notes: Literally one of my favorite movies omg

Also changing some canon events for this (spoilers for Akaza’s backstory)

TW for:

Abuse (not by Akaza)

Brief descriptions of a panic attack

Injuries (again, not by Akaza)

3.8K OF AKAZA Y’ALL BETTER LIKE IT

This is for my 1K followers event! It’s going on between June 8th and June 22nd!

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Your wedding day was the worst day of your life.

The day you signed away your freedom and succumbed to a life inside a cage.

Your new husband was a monster in every sense of the word. Not in front of your parents or the public, of course. In their eyes, he was the perfect gentleman.

Kind. (Cruel)

Loving. (Hateful)

Gentle. (Barbaric)

But at home, within the safety of the four walls you were supposed to call a refuge from the outside world, he was a demon.

Not literally. But he might as well have been with the damage he causes to you and the house.

“Can’t you do this any faster? I’m expecting guests.” Comes his harsh, grating voice, and you flinch, looking up at him from where you are scrubbing the floor. Your hands burned from the soap you used, and your knees ached from kneeling for so long. When he glares, you duck your head, hunching your shoulders in an attempt to appear smaller.

“S—sorry. I’ll finish up right now.” You whisper and start scrubbing again.

Only to feel a foot dig itself into your abdomen and physically lift you a few centimeters off the floor as it dug into your ribs. You gasp and hunch over, retching at the feeling, and some bile is all that comes up.

You hadn’t eaten yet that day.

He wouldn’t let you.

Not until the housework was done.

Never until the housework is done.

“Get that cleaned up before the guests arrive.” Your husband sneers and, thankfully, leaves you alone to do just that. You manage to get everything spotless and finish your duties just as there is the sliding of the door and your husband’s cheerful voice welcoming in his guests.

When you are finally called in, you come in to see three children.

There’s a boy with a scar on his forehead and a box on his back. A yellow-haired boy with a matching haori. And a young man wearing a boar head as a mask. They all carry swords on their belts, and you recognize the uniform.

Demon Slayers.

Your husband has a fake smile plastered to his face, and he extends a hand as you come into the sitting area with drinks for your guests.

“My lovely wife!” He says and introduces you by name. You bow politely, praying they can’t smell the scent of bile on your floral kimono, and offer them tea. The yellow-haired boy and the one with the box take some gratefully while the boar-masked boy takes his and immediately gulps it down.

They talk for hours.

The entire time, you stand slightly behind your husband, occasionally bringing in food or more tea for the boys. Every single time you offer more, the one with the box looks at you with such a warm expression that you almost cry.

His hands are calloused and blistered from handling his sword. (Why does such a young boy have such rough hands?)

But he’s so kind. (Why is he so kind to you? You didn’t deserve this kindness.)

And he approaches you late at night, long after he should be in bed, long after everyone else is in bed.

Except for you.

Because you still had dishes to wash and the sitting room to tidy up.

The soft call of your name has you flinching, dropping the plate in hand, and it shatters against the floor. You whirl around, unconsciously clenching your fists to brace yourself.

It’s only the boy, suspiciously missing his box.

You had since learned his name—Kamado Tanjiro. His companions, Agatsuma Zenitsu and Hashibira Inosuke, are most likely still sleeping.

“Ah… Kamado… What can I do for you?” You ask softly, and his face is no longer the warm smile that it had been when in front of your husband.

“Are you okay?” He inquires, ignoring your question, and you pause in picking up the shards of the plate. You could only hope your husband had drunk himself into a deep sleep and hadn’t heard your accident.

Or else there’d be hell to pay.

“I’m fine.” You lie, and suddenly, he puts his hand over your wrist, and you stop—his fingers bunch in the fabric of your violet kimono.

“You smell sad. Like you’re in pain.” He says simply, but you don’t say anything else. Because how could you?

He wouldn’t believe you anyway. (No one ever would. Your husband made sure of that.)

So instead of pouring out your woes to this boy who was much too young, you shrug off his hand and continue to pick up the ceramic shards.

“I can help you!” He tries, honesty pouring from his mouth. As you stand and dispose of the pieces, you stop by the front door.

“Thank you, Kamado… but I’m fine.” You whisper and leave him behind, sad eyes watching after you as you slide the sliding door shut.

You see the demon in the shadows of your garden a week after Tanjiro and his friends leave.

You had thrown the shards of the shattered dish in the outside bin in an attempt to hide it from your husband.

So far, he was none the wiser.

You pause in your late-night gardening. You needed space, and solace in your garden was where you found that peace you so desperately desired.

With powder pink hair and deep navy stripes decorating his face, arms, and torso, he was handsome. But you paused as he stepped out into the moonlight.

UPPER MOON THREE

Upper Moon? Three? What did that mean?

He stops just at the edge of your garden, watching you with those glowing yellow eyes, and not a word is uttered from his lips.

“Did my husband send you? Are you here to kill me?” You ask, and why wouldn’t he be? You wouldn’t put it past your husband to go and make a deal with a demon to have you killed.

Anything to get you out of the way.

Anything so he could be with his mistress.

Because, of course, he had one. He wasn’t exactly keen on hiding that information from you.

The demon scoffed, turning his head away briefly in disgust.

“As if I would make a deal with a mewling human.” He spat, and you recoiled at the ferocious tone in his voice. When you open your eyes again, you find him looking at you with a curious sort of expression. Your voice is wavering when you speak next,

“Then why are you here? To slaughter this village?”

At that, he shakes his head.

“No. I’m here for you. You are the renowned herbalist, aren’t you? The gardener and herbalist?” He says, and you blink. Once upon a time, yes, you had been an herbalist. But then your parents married you off to the monster you called your spouse.

“I’m not sure about renowned. But yes, I’m a gardener and an herbalist.” You say, and he makes a noise.

“Do you know about the Blue Spider Lily?” He asks suddenly, and you frown.

“Of course I do. Any herbalist or doctor worth their salt knows about the flower. What of it?” Suddenly the demon is in front of you.

“Where is it?” He demands, and you bite the inside of your cheek, hiding a flinch.

He notices. (He’s the only one who does.)

Thankfully he doesn’t say anything. (Because, of course, he wouldn’t. Even if someone does, they never say anything.)

“It’s far away from here.” You say curtly, and his lips curl back to show his fangs. He leans into your personal space until your noses brush together.

“Where. Is. It.” He says slowly, and you swallow.

“I—In the mountains. I… I could show you?” You try, and he scoffs, backing away and turning around, his fists clenched tightly. His knuckles would have been white had he not had blue staining them.

“As I said before. I would never make a deal with a human.” He seethed, still not facing you.

It was silent for a beat. Then two.

Then…

“Fine. Show me.” He snaps, and you startle.

He was going to bring you with him?

Would you be able to do it? Leave your husband?

The demon must’ve noticed your expression and narrowed his eyes.

“You won’t do it?” He said, voice low and mildly threatening. You took a wary step back but shook your head.

“Give me until tomorrow night. I will leave with you tomorrow night.” You say, and he stares, silent for a moment before he speaks again.

“Meet me out here at nightfall.” Is all he says before he disappears.

When you meet the demon again, your eye is swollen shut. Your body aches with forming bruises, and you’re pretty sure you’re missing a tooth.

But you can leave.

You’re allowed to leave.

Of course, you don’t tell your husband where you’re going. You just say there’s a family emergency. He can’t even be bothered to come.

If the demon notices—which you’re pretty sure he does, based on the narrowing of his eyes—he doesn’t say a word.

Instead, he turns on his heel and motions for you to follow him. You hoist your bag higher onto your shoulder and follow after him. Only for him to stop at the trailhead and gesture for you to take the lead. You pause before realizing he truly doesn’t know where the Blue Spider Lily is.

So you tie back your kimono sleeves, adjust your sandals, and start walking.

It doesn’t take long for you to abandon all propriety and hike your kimono hem up to climb over branches or stones that lay in your path. Thankfully, the demon doesn’t mention the indecency and instead follows you in silence.

“What is your name?” You ask tentatively after an hour of hiking in silence. The demon grunts as he jumps over a bolder that had taken you a solid fifteen minutes to climb.

“It doesn’t matter.” He says curtly, and you huff in annoyance. He really wasn’t the talkative type, was he?

You introduce yourself nonetheless, politely, formally saying your name into the silence, just like your mother had taught you.

The demon watches you with the same curious expression from the previous night.

And then…

“It’s Akaza.” He says before leaping ahead, leaving you in the dust as you stare in astonishment before you scramble to keep up.

Things change eight days into your little trip.

You’ve hiked over countless mountains at this point, Akaza having set a brutal pace during the night when he can actually move. During the day, you sleep deep in a cave you found (or that Akaza created), using your pack as a pillow. He always rests sitting up, arms crossed, and eyes closed as he meditates. He says nothing about your fading bruises or asks where they came from. Though you have a sneaking suspicion he knows. He seems clever like that.

The two of you don’t speak much. Akaza doesn’t touch you or help you when you’re struggling over the rough terrain. He instead watches from the top of whatever hill you’re climbing with an unimpressed look in his eyes.

Until everything changes.

“Can you go any faster?” Akaza calls down from a boulder that you had been steadily climbing.

“Can’t you do this any faster? I’m expecting guests.”

At that, memories of delicate cheekbones crunching underneath a fist flash behind your eyes, and you slip. Your body goes crashing to the ground, and you curl into a ball on your side, fingers digging into your skull as you let out a pained cry. Your eye throbs, and the gap where your tooth had been aches.

Your entire body hurts, and a rock digs uncomfortably into your side, but you can’t find it in yourself to move.

There’s the sound of crunching gravel as Akaza jumps down to your side. You are briefly showered with dirt, but you don’t care. All you see is your husband’s towering body looming over you.

Unexpectedly gentle hands pry your hands away from your face, and you look up into the face of your husband.

With a scream, you back up, scrambling back on your hands and knees as you try to get away.

Away, away, away.

Those same gentle hands grab your hands as you go to grip your head again, trying to protect your face.

“Calm down.” Comes Akaza’s voice, and you gasp, the vision abruptly fading away.

Akaza is crouched before you, an unreadable expression on his face. His hands cradle yours, keeping them from digging chunks out of your skull. Your breath comes in great heaving gasps, tears starting to streak your face.

You can’t breathe. Can’t breathe. Can’t—

His hands cup your face, and he looks you in the eye,

“Calm down.” His voice, strangely calming, washes over you like the tide. And slowly… ever so slowly… you manage to slow your breathing and get lungfuls of air into your chest.

Akaza doesn’t move the entire time.

Once you’re calm enough for his tastes, Akaza stands, scoops you up, and jumps. You, still panicking slightly, shriek as suddenly the ground disappears beneath you. You have your arms around his neck, burying your face in the crook of it, and squeeze your eyes shut.

You don’t land quickly enough, and Akaza sets you down—much softer than you expected, you might add. You hunch over, taking a shaky breath before straightening up and looking at him. He just watches you,

“Thank you.” You whisper, and he smiles.

“It’s not a problem. Let’s keep going.” He says gently, and you nod, hoisting your bag back onto your shoulders and taking the lead once again.

Twenty minutes later, you finally ask the question that has been burning your mind.

“Where did you learn to do that? Calm me down, I mean.” You say and hear him hum in contemplation behind you.

“I don’t remember.” He says and leaves it at that.

Another three days later, you approach him with a plant from your stash.

He stares, uncomprehending at the leaves in your hands.

“They’re for you.” You say, and he raises an eyebrow.

“I gathered. What are they for?” He asks, and you slowly push them into his hands.

“They help with memory loss.” You say simply, and his eyes widen almost imperceptibly. His hands are hesitant, but as they brush yours, you can tell he’s… excited?

Is he ready to remember?

Are you ready to watch him remember?

Akaza never brought up his memories until one night when you are almost to your destination.

“I remember everything.” He says, dangling his feet over the cliffside as he stares up at the moon. The two of you had stopped for a break at your request and sat overlooking a ravine. When faced with something like this, Akaza would simply scoop you up and leap across. After the sixth time, you sort of grew used to it.

You wouldn’t scream anymore, much to Akaza’s delight.

You sit up straight, nearly dropping the onigiri in your hand in astonishment.

“You do?!” You gasp but pause at his expression.

He looks tired and old and sad.

And he talks.

He tells you what he remembers.

He tells you of Koyuki.

Of his engagement to her.

Of his life as Hakuji.

How the feared king of demons turned him into one.

Everything.

And it breaks your heart.

So you hesitantly, ever so slowly, put your arms around him and pull him close.

“I’m sorry you had to go through that.” You whisper, pressing your mouth to the crown of his head. It isn’t quite a kiss… but it isn’t not a kiss. He stiffens in surprise but doesn’t pull away. Uncertainly, one of his hands comes up to touch your forearm. A silent acknowledgment and thanks for your words.

All the while, he doesn’t say a word.

You finally find the Blue Spider Lily after a month of traveling.

During that time, your relationship with Akaza grew… complicated.

He was incredibly gentle with you, treating you with reverence you didn’t know was capable of someone like him. He even held you once or twice when you woke up screaming.

You could give him nothing in return. He already had supernatural powers. He had immense strength. He had everything a regular man could ever want. Everything your husband ever wanted.

But things go terribly wrong the day before you find it.

You are passing through a large village—through the red light district—when you spot him.

Your husband with a woman on his arm, looking for all the world, like you never existed.

Until your eyes met and rage darkened and contorted his features.

Akaza, disguised with a cloak, puts a hand on your arm as your husband shoves his way through the crowd.

“We need to leave.” He says, but you are frozen.

He was here.

He was going to kill you.

You were going to die.

“You BITCH!” Your husband roars, and a hand cracks across your face, sending you tumbling to the ground. His hands are on your shoulders, bearing his weight down on your body.

Something is glinting in his hand, something sharp, something painful.

It cuts into your face, mutilating it, carving flesh out of it.

You begin to scream, to thrash and writhe, but it’s futile. Your husband had always been larger than you. So you can do nothing but sit there in agony as he permanently scars your face.

And no one does anything. Whispers erupt, but no one moves to stop the mountain of a man.

Until… Abruptly… His head is gone.

Hands are at your shoulders, pulling you into strong arms, as screams cascade from mouths at the sight of a demon.

Akaza.

One moment you’re in the red light district. The next, you’re deep in the mountains.

You are still crying, able to feel the blood coating your face, and the muscle tissue snaps at the corners of your mouth.

Akaza’s hands are feather soft on your face as he takes in your disfigured appearance. His brows are contorted with anger, his face darkened with fury, but he doesn’t shout. He doesn’t scream. He just gathers your bag, rifles through it for herbs and pastes for healing, and applies it to your wounds. He tells you it will scar but that you won’t need stitches. Not that he know’s how to stitch wounds, and you are in no shape to do it yourself.

“We have to keep moving.” You croak as Akaza finishes applying what little gauze you have in your bag. His hands are still, and he has yet to say a word. His shoulders are still stiff with anger, but he can’t take it out on anyone.

Because your husband is dead.

Dead. Were you free?

Could you have freedom?

“You need to heal.” He says shortly, and you shake your head. The pain has died down some, thanks to the herbs numbing the wounds.

“I don’t want to see you hurt on my account because you couldn’t find the Blue Spider Lily. Tonight is the last night of its blooming.” You say, and the two of you argue back and forth—with him wanting you to rest. And you want to make sure he accomplishes his goal.

You win in the end, and Akaza looks away with a frustrated huff.

But he doesn’t leave you behind.

The Blue Spider Lily is stunning.

The moonlight illuminated the royal blue petals, and you are struck by its beauty.

It almost hurt you to pluck it from the ground.

It blossoms over the grave of someone unknown. You can’t read the faded kanji engraved, not really, at least. You swear that it reads “Tsugikuni Uta.”

Akaza approaches the flower, and just as his fingers wrap around the stem…

“STOP RIGHT THERE!” Comes a familiar voice, and you freeze.

Kamado Tanjiro?

Turning around shows you to be correct. The young man has his sword drawn, that box at his back, as he stares in a fury at the demon before him.

The demon in question looks unimpressed. A little angry even. But Akaza doesn’t move from his kneeling position at the grave. He moves to pluck the flower from the ground, and that’s when Tanjiro bolts forward, intending to cut off his head.

Only for you to get in the way, quite literally shoving him by his shoulders and sending him crashing to the ground.

He hits the ground in a roll and comes up on one knee to face you.

His face pales, his sword beginning to tremble. He calls your name and takes in your bandaged appearance, voice thick with disbelief.

“I can’t let you kill him.” You whisper softly, and his angry snarl twists into something sad.

“He’s killed countless people.” He tries, and you shrug,

“He saved my life.” Your tone is muddled through the gauze in your mouth, but it’s vehement and strong, unlike any manner you have had since you married your now-deceased husband.

Akaza stands, the flower in his grasp, as he approaches the young boy. Tanjiro tightens his grip on his sword, though the tip is trembling. You grasp the back of Akaza’s vest just as he raises his free hand, presumably to start a fight.

“You must leave.” You whisper to him, and he pauses in his movements, turning so he can see you out of the corner of your eye.

“Let me kill the brat first.” He says and watches you shake your head.

“Allow me to deal with him.”

Tanjiro darts forward then, swinging his sword with deadly precision.

You get in the way yet again, pushing Akaza out of the way and ducking under Tanjiro’s blow.

Akaza gets to his feet and stares at you with an unreadable expression.

“Why?” He whispers, only loud enough for you to hear. You offer him a watery smile.

“You set me free. Now I can do the same for you.” You reply, and he only stares silently before disappearing from where he stands.

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sanemisstalker · 9 months

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NSFW /// KNY characters who I think cum particularly hard/ a lot. This could have a part two, I'm eepy, srry.

CW/ Non specific gendered/genitalia reader / Cum... like an insane amount of cum / BDSM Dynamic (ENMU)/ Light Gore (ENMU)/ tbh, Enmu. / Cum-swapping (AKAZA)

Sanemi Shinazugawa

-Cums hards AND a lot.

-Sanemi isn't quite sure why is body is the way it is, maybe it's his breath control mixed with the insane amount of testosterone and panic pumping through his veins on the daily, but Sanemi doesn't struggle to get it up.

-he struggles to stay flaccid. He's far more likely to be hard at any given moment. Not that he's excited, his dick is just permanently stuck at half mast. It takes an insane, highly emotional amount to get him entirely flaccid.

-I think Sanemi's orgasm absolutely shreds him everytime, unanimously. Does that stop him from getting it up in another ten minutes? Absolutely not. I just truly think he's a medical anomaly.

-He cums prematurely, but what does it matter? It literally didn't go down, he's still fucking going, now he's just like, in tears about it.

-I think Sanemi's eyes get really wide and he gets lock jaw, and he seethes and he tries to hold back any noise, but it just shreds the poor guys throat, and now he's sore, and it hurts him to moan, but he just can't help it, you feel so fucking good- and all for him? It's all for him?

-Shakes. Sobs. Sounds incredibly desperate, don't let the facade fool you. If he loves you, he's a crier.

-Also physically cums a lot. Not just by how many orgasms, but by how much each time is. I think he's got an obnoxiously low set of balls. He's made to breed, the poor bastard. If he can't let go in you, both of you are covered in it by the end of the night.

-Sanemi has yet to tap out before you.

Kyōjurō Rengoku

-Cums a lot.

-Rengoku has good stamina, but once he cums, he's done for, no more. He can keep going if he really wants to, or if you look like you really need him, but chances are the first round wad more than enough.

-vocal, but in a fatherly way. Sex with Rengoku is probably very... comfortable.

-Until he cums and now you're sticky from your chest to your upper thigh. The range of his shot is insane. He cums buckets, and he barely blinks. His breathing gets a little ragged, and his chest a little shakey, but that's it.

-He needs to go night night after, though. Feeling any amount of joy that doesn't come from stuffing his face does a number on him emotionally and physically. He needs a cuddle and a conversation about... idk, taxes after.

-Won't beg to cum in you, but really, really wants to.

-He always pulls out like a gentleman (if you can be much of a gentleman when you're balls deep), but you can always tell that he wants to see your face so bad when he pumps you full.

-Will not ask. That'd be rude.

-Talks you through your orgasm, but that's another post for another day.

Enmu

-Fuck, I just know he's a screamer. He cums so hard.

-This guy's a fucking mess, but it takes work.

-Enmu is such a good submissive that you're always shocked when he decides to mouth off to you, or when he forgets a command. Not too shocked, though. It's very clearly intentional. It always is.

-He gives himself a bit in between each 'screw up' to make sure he's edged himself mentally properly (very hard, he's almost always some kind of aroused, and he's prone to cumming untouched, so that build up is a little diificult.)

-While he doesn't struggle to ask for things, and his dignity is subzero, Enmu still appreciates a stray chase here and there. After all, it's the only thing mentally stimulating enough for him to cum.

-In any normal dynamic with Enmu, he isn't often left using his dick. So when you've got a spear through his wrists, locking them behind his back, one hand pulling his hair, the other jerking his cock with thoughtless speed-

-Enmu can never cum harder than when he's recieving borderline abuse. His dick looks irritated, going untouched for months previous, and now it's receiving all this attention. Can you blame him for being this loud?

-His legs shake, his whole body recoils. He drools and screams- laughs and wails. He cries with the brightest smile you've ever seen. His hips buck up. You're not being gentle, and he's so, so happy. The orgasm is ripping through every nerve in his body.

-He feels like he's in the sun again.

-He's hoping Muzan can see him look so pathetic. You're just hoping the demon lord stays out of your man's head.

Akaza

-cums like a horse.

-a lover, truly. That's the only word encompassing enough to describe Akaza's efforts sexually. He's a fantastic lover.

-... who can go for hours... days even and never get tired. Every orgasm blows off his shoulders- It's all about you. It always has been, it always will be.

-You've made him cum hard before, it's a rarity, but it's possible... Its just nothing feels as good to him as watching you cum, so he'll do whatever must be done-

-and if that means pumping you full again and again, until you're leaking from every accessible orifice, so be it.

-He'll lick your hole clean, reveling in the way you twitch after your.... you lost count after the fifth one. That won't stop him from tongue fucking you.

-His cum tastes... shockingly good. You like to give him head, and then come up to give him a kiss. He'll pull your tongue down, wanting to see it in your mouth just before you swallow. You always look so proud of yourself. He can't help but reward you with a kiss before you even get it down.

-there's way to much for one swallow. You can barely manage to keep all of it in your mouth while showing him. Your effort is precious, though.

-Akaza looks really good with cum on his lips. It's one of the only times you see him really flustered.

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nejiverse · 11 months

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‘FAMILY’ REUNION

Douma, Akaza, Kokushibo

In which Y/n sees everyone again after a long time. Based on the scene in the infinity castle. Fem! Reader

cw: nothing really, our boys here have a soft spot for y/n, suggestive if you squint really hard, reader is upper rank 2 and everyone else is pushed down a rank except for Kokushibo

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"Where's my Y/n-chan~", Douma whined, looking around the infinity castle.

"Your Y/n?", Akaza clicked his tongue. "She doesn't even like you".

Gyokko nodded to the corner. "She's over there taking a damn nap", he shook his head at her hopelessness. "Upper rank two my ass".

Douma looked at where Gyokko was nodding towards where he saw Y/n, who was sleeping in a fetal position with her hands tucked against her chest.

Douma snickered with a hand up to his mouth. "I know what'll wake her up!".

The blondie approached her and squatted down.

His hand gripped her jaw, gently squeezing her cheeks which caused her mouth to fall open.

He proceeded use his index and middle finger to prod her mouth open before sliding them into her mouth.

Douma giggled as Y/n furrowed her brow as he stuck them all the way to the back of her mouth.

Once Y/n felt his sharp nails graze her throat, he eyes fell wide open, only to be met with Douma's sultry smirk that she knew all to well flashing down at her.

Y/n bit down hard on his two fingers. Really hard. To the point where she bit them off.

"Ouch Y/nn!", Douma frowned albeit his fingers regenerating immediately after.

Y/n sat up and let out a yawn before observing her surroundings. Everyone was here now except Muzan. She stretched her arms up, making her kimono fall off her shoulders a bit.

"You're so mean to me!", Douma sulked.

"Oh my sincerest apologies lord Douma!", she exclaimed, standing up and clasping her two hands together. "I'm not sure what came over me, but I should know my place", she inched towards the man, her chest against his and her eyes locked on his own, a pleading look plastered on her face while Douma looked down at her in amusement.

"I'd do anything for your forgiveness!", a grin slowly grew on her lips as she relaxed her eyebrows. "...Is what you would've wanted me to say, right?".

She laughed and backed away from him, the fact that his smug look was still plastered on his face annoyed her. "I'll leave that to your cult members".

Douma narrowed his eyes. "Got quite a mouth on you, don't you? Someone should teach you what to do with it".

Gyokko scoffed. "I can't even tell if they're flirting or arguing".

Y/n decided it was best to ignore Douma's comment and her eyes brightened upon seeing Akaza.

She enveloped him into a hug that made him unsteady on his feet, a blush immediately coating the apples of his cheeks.

"Akaza! Long time no see”.

Douma folded his arms childishly as Akaza looked at him with an overconfident, smug look as he spat his tongue out. Everyone knew Akaza was her favourite.

Despite this, poor Akaza was still weak to the touch of any woman.

“Oh yeah, I got you a present”, Y/n reached into her kimono, Akaza averting his gaze at anything else he could find.

She lifted his arm from his side and opened up his palm, placing the box into his hand.

“Open it! Open it!”.

When he did just that, he blinked at her. It was a hairpin.

“Are you sure this is for me?”, he sweatdropped.

“Of course it is! It goes with your hair colour so I got it for you”, she took it out of the box and stuck it in his hair.

Akaza smiled sweetly moving to stand behind her smaller figure. He took the hairpin out of his hair and put it in hers.

“I appreciate it but I believe it’ll look better on you”.

“Aw but lord Akaza, it suits you! It really brought out your eyes too~”, Douma burst out into laughter, holding his stomach.

“Don’t piss me off”, Akaza seethed between his clenched teeth. Suddenly, Douma’s bottom part of his face was destroyed by Akaza’s fist.

Douma smiled as his face regenerated. “Whoa! That was some punch! A bit stronger than before, would you say, lord Akaza?”.

*splat*

The same fist Akaza used to hit Douma was severed by Kokushibo.

“Akaza”, he spoke. “You always go too far”.

“lord Kokushibo!”, Y/n bounced happily around him.

Kokushibo turned his head to her and brought his hands up to her chest, fixing her kimono so that it was up over her shoulders again.

“You shouldn’t let your kimono slip down like that, you’re a lady”.

She placed her hands on her hips. “Alright dad”, she mocked before smiling again.

“Aw it’s like a family reunion seeing all of you again!”.

“W-where have you been all this time?”, Hantengu asked.

Y/n hopped onto Kokushibo’s shoulders, patting his head which took the demon’s by surprise at the fact that he was allowing it.

“It’s a secret”, she brought a finger up to her lips.

It was evident that Muzan had arrived when Kokushibo lifted Y/n down and teleported back to where he was sitting originally.

“Family reunion over!”.

Masterlist :)

a/n: also the last episode was a damn masterpiece, as an anime only for demon slayer i was genuinely scared nezuko was gonna die 😭

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bwabys-scenarios · 1 month

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NSFW

He knows you better than you know yourself.

The way you like your ice cream, and the fact that you’ll always need a napkin after it starts dripping.

You get too distracted looking at your phone or something in the window displays and don’t even notice that ice cream is about to fall onto your white blouse until he’s got his hand cupped underneath the cone, catching the mess while also using the napkin to cover the bottom.

He knows how your body works, the sigh of contentment when cool air wafts over your needy pussy, the soft whine that escapes your lips when his cock finally sinks in…

You’re easily distracted in bed too, always making a mess because you were too enraptured in the pleasure he was giving you to even realize you were reaching your fourth orgasm of the night. He never minded though, he made sure to place a towel under your bottom so it didn’t get on the sheets.

He just adores the faces you make, the little whimpers and the pleading. “M-make it better, please… wanna feel good!”

And he would, because he knows exactly how to make you feel better.

He understands your needs like no one else ever could.

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saetoshis · 1 year

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SO SENSITIVE! [‹ DEMON SLAYER ›]

[‹ WITH ›] tengen ; akaza ; kyojuro ; shinjuro

[‹ SUMMARY ›] how they like to overstim you!

[‹ MATURE CONTENT WARNINGS ›]

fem reader, overstimulation, praise, pet names [bunny, baby, my girl], multiple positions, size kink [tengen], mentions of multiple orgasms, mentions of creampie

[‹ TENGEN ›] to treat you after a long mission!

by the time tengen's back from a tireless, drawn-out mission, he makes it all-too-clear how much he missed you from how he kneels behind you on the bed and pushes your chest against the comforter. his cock twitches at just the familiarity of it all as the pent-up weeks of being without you pleasing him is wracked hard in his limbs.

"god- missed this pussy so much," tengen grunts out as he slips the head of his cock between your walls, the conversance tight slickness of your pussy pulling a shuddered exhale out of his chest. his lips trail over your nape, the rasps in his groans making your clit throb and cunt tremble around him. "fuck, feels like she missed me too, huh?"

"missed you, tennie... forgot how big," you murmur whiningly into the sheets, knees shaking on the mattress as he rocks his hips quickly with wet smacks. you could cum from just the stretch alone, his cock prodding at the spot that makes you shudder hard. "s-so close already..."

tengen sneers and fucks into you fervently, and the sheer push and pull of your slick walls around him is enough to have him keening for his own climax, too. his smirked jeers of 'c'mon, show me what i missed, baby' are enough to egg you on, your body shuddering underneath his brawny frame as you cum hard around him.

"ah- there you go baby, big one, huh?" tengen chuckles out between broken grunts, his cock twitching as his abs flex and shudder from his own high burgeoning in his chest. he'll promise to make up for lost time and give you as many orgasms as he can - and a couple of his own, to make up for lost time.

"mmph- gonna fuck you all night. think you can gimme a couple more, baby?"

[‹ AKAZA ›] to hear your pretty sounds!

nothing sounds prettier to akaza than when you're whimpering out broken pants of his name. he envelops you closer against his chest as you straddle his lap, his cock grinding up into the hilt of your pussy with every rough rock of his hips - and akaza things he could pass out just from the shudders in your cadence.

"feels good, huh? got you shaking a little," akaza leers out with a heaved sigh, admiring the glimmers of pleasure in your eyes as you wrap your arms around his shoulders a little tighter with each rough grind. the way you tighten up around him pulls a gasp from his chest, and he can't help but fuck into you faster just to see how hard he can make you shudder again. "hah- god, you're so pretty like this, bunny..."

"yes, yea-yeah, feels so good," your whimpers come out in a slur as your clit grinds against him again and again. akaza can tell you're barely grounded, head swimming with pleasure and now all he wants to do is send you reeling. "gonna- fuck, cum... g'na cum for you!"

akaza pants out heavily as he rocks his hips hard enough to shake the bed, arms tightening around your waist as he grunts out against your shoulder. his murmurs of 'cum for me, cum for me' are enough to tip you over the edge, your frame shuddering as your vision blurs and stuttered whines leave your lips.

akaza can't help but feel a twitch in his cock from just the sheer prettiness of your whimpers, and now his goal's started to turn a bit egotistic - he'll promise not to overstimulate you too much as he chases the own euphoria jolting through his body.

"give me a few more of those moans, hah- promise i'll give you what you want soon..."

[‹ KYOJURO ›] on accident!

kyojuro just can't help but get lost in the soft push and pull of your walls around him - enough for him to feel hazy with a twitch in his cock that just won't go away until he fills you up with all the cum he has to offer.

"you want it just like... this, right?" kyojuro grunts out as he ruts his hips to hit just the spot he knows makes your knees weak. his fingers dig into the plushness of your thighs as he rocks his hips at a quick pace, wet smacks flooding the room as you heave shallowly beneath him. his thumb finds refuge on your clit, circling the nerves until he can feel your thighs shake in his hands. "there you go... does it feel good when i touch you like this?"

"hah- yes, yeah, right there kyo," you murmur as your head lolls back against the pillow, your frame shuddering with every quick thrust of his hips. he's only focused on your pleasure - enough to have you on the verge with jolts of euphoria driving up your spine from his every move. "c-cumming, gonna cum..."

"oh, there you go, so perfect for me..." kyojuro's eyes widen and glitter with pride at the way your body keens for him, shaking harshly as whimpers of his name fall from your mouth like a chant. the way you tighten up around him draws a grunt from his throat, his eyebrows furrowed as his cock throbs with every slicked rut.

kyojuro doesn't realize he's overstimulating you until you desperately grasp his hand between your thighs, pulling his thumb away from your clit as it throbs against the cool air. he lets out a slew of rapid apologies, only for his eyes to widen at your words of 'it's okay, i liked it..."

"i'll keep going just like this for you, have to see you cum like that just one more time..."

[‹ SHINJURO ›] for his own enjoyment!

shinjuro just adores the glimmers of euphoria in your teary eyes as he fucks you just how he knows you like it - maybe because it fuels his ego, or maybe because he likes to see you feeling good enough to cum hard on his cock time and time again.

"that's my girl, fuck- keep fuckin' me like that," shinjuro grunts out from beneath you, your mind clearly lost in the rhythmic smack of your hips against his as you ride him. every harsh press of his cock hitting the hilt of your cunt is enough to jolt your frame, and all shinjuro can do is smirk at the sight. "so pretty, aren't you? ridin' my cock just like i told you, huh?"

"f-feels so good, shin..." your mind is hazed and vision blurry as you bounce in messy grinds on his lap, his hands gripping your hips being the only thing keeping you stable and grounded. every brush of his cock against your sensitive walls has you shaking, climax building up around him as you keep your sloppy pace up. "god- gonna, fuck- gonna cum..."

"oh fuck, atta girl," shinjuro chuckles out as he feels your slick burgeon around his shaft, the tightness of your pussy sucking him in and forcing a low grunt out of his chest. his grip tightens on the plush of your hips to keep your quick bounces going, his cock rocking into you hard as you ride out your high.

shinjuro can't help but get a little bit greedy as he holds you stable and fucks up into you - after all, you feel so tight and soft around him that he can't ignore the twitch in his cock any longer.

"fuck, baby... you can take a lil more for me, can't ya?"

2022 SAETOSHIS.

tagging: @littleoanh @minxsane @hystix @youronlygirl-riri @simp-lauren @animepansexualosaurus @babiefwuit @nymphoheretic

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doumadono · 10 months

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Upper Moons & Muzan in heat - headcanons

Warnings: fem!reader, some extra short smut, suggestive content Synopsis: If Muzan and the Upper Moons were in heat, how would they behave? Requested by: @within-eyesight ♥

MASTERLIST

Muzan

When Muzan Kibutsuji, the progenitor of demons, enters his heat, his desires become insatiable. Known for his pride and desire for control, Muzan prefers to initiate spicy time by seducing his chosen partner, whether it's a demon or a human. He uses his supernatural charm and allure to captivate them completely. Muzan's approach is subtle yet forceful, employing a mix of his demon powers and charismatic personality to bring his partner under his spell. Once he has them fully enraptured, Muzan revels in dominating them completely, pushing their limits and indulging in their darkest fantasies.

Kibutsuji, his eyes glowing crimson, leans in close to you, a human whose heart races in both fear and anticipation. He runs a slender finger along their trembling jawline, relishing the way your breath hitches in response. "Oh, my dear, you have no idea how desperately I crave you. Your every breath, your every moan will be mine to savor. Surrender yourself to me, and I promise to show you pleasures beyond your wildest dreams." His voice drips with a potent mixture of desire and command, sending shivers down your spine. Muzan's predatory gaze never wavers as he slowly traces a trail of delicate kisses along your neck, his lips brushing against your skin like velvet.

You remain unaware of the exact moment when and how Muzan overpowers you, pinning you forcefully to the wooden floor of his chamber. His immense weight presses down upon you relentlessly as he thrusts his cock back and forth, filling the room with the sounds of his deep grunts and your subdued whimpers. Desperately, you clutch onto his shoulders, clinging for dear life.

Douma

Douma, the Upper Moon Two, has a reputation for his sadistic and playful nature. When he experiences his heat, he becomes even more mischievous and unpredictable. Douma initiates spicy time by luring his desired partner into a twisted game of cat and mouse. He enjoys toying with their emotions, tantalizing them with hints of pleasure while also teasing and tormenting them. Douma's approach is characterized by a constant push-and-pull dynamic, alternating between intense moments of passion and sudden withdrawal. He thrives on the thrill of the chase and the element of surprise, making the experience an exhilarating rollercoaster ride for both himself and his partner.

Douma smirks devilishly, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he toys with you, a mere human being who struggles to resist his charm. He teases you with a sultry laugh, his voice tinged with anticipation. "Oh, my sweet little plaything, you can try to run, but we both know you'll come crawling back for more. The game has just begun, and I can't wait to see how long you can withstand my insatiable appetite." His voice carries a seductive lilt as he closes the distance between you, his fingers dancing along your exposed skin of your shoulders with featherlight touches. Douma revels in the power he holds over you, your reactions fueling his insatiable desire for control.

With both legs positioned against his wide shoulders and your head tilted back, you express audible pleasure by moaning and screaming his name with every forceful motion Douma delivers, intensifying as he penetrates you deeper due to the angle, his sturdy grip caressing your breasts as he pounds into you with full force.

Akaza

Akaza, also known as Upper Moon Three, is a relentless and fierce warrior. During his heat, his primal instincts take over, intensifying his already formidable strength. Akaza initiates spicy time by engaging in combat-like foreplay, combining his martial arts prowess with his desire for dominance. He enjoys testing his partner's resilience and stamina, pushing them to their limits physically and emotionally. Akaza revels in the raw power and passion of the experience, seeking to establish his dominance over his partner. However, beneath his aggressive exterior, Akaza also craves a genuine connection, albeit in a somewhat twisted and possessive manner.

Akaza, his eyes burning with a primal fire, circles you, a brave human who stands your ground despite your trembling, trying to fight him. His voice carries a hint of aggression, mingled with desire. "You dare to challenge me? Your strength is admirable, but it's your resolve that entices me. Let's see how long you can endure my touch, how long you can withstand the overwhelming heat that consumes us both." His deep voice resonates with a mixture of dominance and longing as he closes the distance between you, his powerful aura enveloping you. Akaza's touch is both demanding and tender, leaving a trail of heat in its wake as he explores your body with possessive determination.

Soon, you're riding him, feeling the touch of his calloused hands on the curves of your waist, urging you to quicken your pace with each movement of your hips. Akaza's head tilts backward as he endeavors to enhance the pleasure, meeting your rhythm by thrusting his own hips into you, the tip of his dick kissing your cervix with each push.

Kokushibo

Kokushibo, the Upper Moon One, embodies elegance and refinement. During his heat, his typically composed demeanor becomes more intense and passionate. Kokushibo initiates spicy time by creating an atmosphere of elegance and sensuality. He engages in elaborate rituals and ceremonies, drawing inspiration from traditional Japanese aesthetics. Kokushibo's approach is marked by grace and precision, focusing on the art of pleasure and the exploration of his partner's senses. He values the harmony of body and soul, seeking to transcend the physical realm through a deep connection with his chosen partner. Kokushibo's desires are a delicate balance of refinement and primal urges.

Kokushibo, his dark hair cascading around him like a waterfall, gazes into the eyes of yours, a human filled with a mix of curiosity and nervousness after meeting Upper Rank One for the very first time. He speaks softly, his voice resonating with elegance. "Ah, my dearest child, let us transcend the boundaries of pleasure. Through artful touch and sacred connection, we shall discover depths of ecstasy beyond mortal comprehension. Allow me to guide you on this exquisite journey of the senses. Trust me." His words hold a poetic quality, his voice carrying the weight of centuries of wisdom and desires. Kokushibo's movements are graceful as he traces intricate patterns along your skin, every touch deliberate and filled with reverence. He revels in the symphony of your desires, seeking to create an experience that blends the physical and spiritual realms.

You find yourself on all fours, feeling the weight of Kokushibo's strong hand pressing your head firmly against the mattress as he thrusts into you with an intense, primal rhythm, his grip tight on your hip as your plump ass jigles with each of his thrusts. You can't help but anticipate the bruises that will surely adorn your hips tomorrow.

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tohokuu · 1 year

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there’s only one bed left - tengen, akaza, rengoku, giyuu

REBLOG MY WORK.

warnings : suggestive, fluff, smut in giyuu’s

a/n : they’re so cute and fluffy i love and omg k want this to happen to me so bad. also, can you guys tell i love akaza???

TENGEN

you and your current boyfriend had offered to take you on a vacation to turkey. you agreed, happily ready to see the mountains and planes of turkey. upon arrival at the hotel, tengen took both of your suitcases, handing them to the bus boy that was at the door to carry your luggage for you.

“tengen, i could’ve held it.” you insisted. he shook his head. “it’s not very flashy.”

you raised an eyebrow, sighing and giving up because there was never any good reason to argue with him and win.

you two walked up to the reception, a kind old man standing behind the counter.

“a reservation for uzui tengen, please.” tengen crooned. his body seemed giddy and the hair on his arms rose. maybe he was cold?

the bus boy carried your luggage onto a cart. you felt bad for him. no one was helping him and he was pushing a card with a total of 12 suitcases with him. he couldn’t see ahead of him but neither tengen helped him, nor did he allow you to.

you pursed your lips, hoping the awkward silence would pass by quickly in the elevator.

at the ding of the elevator, you all stepped out and tengen was gracious enough to carry 4 suitcases on his own, not even breaking a sweat.

his work out routine was rough.

upon arrival, you looked into the large spacious king suite. two beds settled into each side of the room, 5 feet of space between both of them.

tengen walked through the threshold in shock. the smile on his face replaced with a shocked and confused expression.

he threw his arms out forward, bending and looking at the two beds.

“what the fuck!? i asked for one bed!”

AKAZA

“there’s only one room left and it’s got a single queen sized bed.” the receptionist said as she looked up at you and akaza.

you and him turned to look into each others eyes, dumbfounded expressions on your face.

“uhm… are you sure there aren’t any more?” he asked her. she shook her head. “i’ve checked twice, sir. this is the only room available. there will be more later tomorrow.”

you observed your situation. would you drive through the pouring snow for another hour for the next hotel, or sleep in your car and risk freezing to death?

what could you do? because you’d rather sleep on the edge of a volcano than sleep in the same bed as akaza.

not that you hated him or anything. it was his sheer attractiveness that pulled you in. he was so handsome and so sweet and respectful, but he was also strong and kind.

there was nothing to dislike and that’s exactly what bothered you. you liked him.

so how could you be able to handle sleeping with him??

“does the room come with a couch?” he asked. the receptionist shook her head.

“i’m afraid not, sir. there’s only one room available with one bed.”

akaza sighed and looked at you. “we can stay if you’d like, or i can go find a different hotel .” he quickly offered. you shook your head.

“it’s too cold, akaza. just stay here, we’ll figure it out.”

just like that, you two are forced to be in close proximity together. akaza had tried to take the floor but the cold marble was freezing and you’d rather not make him suffer through that.

so your next option was to sleep together with pillows put in between you two as a barrier.

the silence was awkward.

there was so much tension, it could have been cut with a knife. sleep wouldn’t come easy either, you were too stressed … and a little bit hot.

“akaza, it’s hot in here.” you whined. he sighed, knowing it was because the hotel had racked the heater up so high and the pillows and blankets you used to separate yourselves wasn’t helping.

“let’s get rid of the pillows, then.” there was hesitation in his voice. he wasn’t completely sure if you’d be okay with taking the pillows down. you sighed, thinking with your cunt instead.

“it’s perfectly fine.” you smiled, leaning back on your elbows as you stared at him from across your little wall.

the pillows were thrown on to the floor by the both of you in a comical manner. you pushed the comforter down a bit, revealing your tiny shorts and crop top.

this felt a lot better.

but akaza warmed up. he realized how close to naked you were lying next to him on this big bed. what was to stop him if he wanted you?

his brain, of course.

“can we cuddle?” he asked. his voice was filled with that same hesitation from earlier. you turned your head to look at him.

“what?” you asked.

even in the moonlight, you could see the redness of his cheeks and the way his long lashes fluttered over his blue eyes.

“nothing, i-… i just-“

your wave of confidence washed over you as you turned towards him, hooking one leg over his waist and wrapping your arms around his neck.

his body was frigid. he didn’t know what to do. your own was excruciatingly hot because how on earth did you manage to do this?

a moment of silence and pure awkwardness passed by until his arms wrapped around you, a little bit tighter as he nuzzled his face into your neck.

“you smell good.” you two whispered at the same time. a laugh booming into the air as you realized your mistake. he laughed too, eyes shutting closed while peacocks formed at the corner of his eyes.

he looked back at you, smiling in content in this position he got himself in.

a hand trailed up your neck and as if the world has slowed down and the wind had began to blow, you felt the searing touch of akaza’s lips slot against yours.

you whimpered into his mouth, kissing back with just as much passion. he held onto your face he tenderly, cradling it as though you might break.

“i like you.” he whispered against your lips.

“i like you more.”

RENGOKU

“rengokuuuu!!” you wailed. he turned to look at you, his eyebrows knitted in concern.

“what happened, y/n?” the orange haired male asked.

you pouted, explaining to him that there was only one cabin left and the cabin only had one bed. rengoku smiled as if there were no issues. “that’s quite alright. i can take the couch!”

you shook your head. “no, absolutely not. i’d feel terrible.” the smile never faltered from his face. he was an endless ray of sunshine that kept you warm for days.

“don’t worry, my dear y/n. we’ll figure it out. don’t worry.”

you wondered how he’d ended up in your bed. he was shirtless, hair sprawled out messily on the pillowcase and his abs were on full display.

you lay against him, his arm pulling you over his chest. then you looked down…

‘why am i fucking naked??’

rengoku was also naked… does that mean you two?..

you looked in the corner at the empty bottle of whiskey. your face felt impossibly hot but a wet feeling erupted in between your legs at the idea of rengoku being the one to pleasure you.

still, you sat there in shock. how could you have spent a night with rengoku and not even remember it?! this was absolutely atrocious.

“good morning, my flower.” a voice interrupted your thoughts. it was deep, coming from the broad chest of the man you slept with last night.

“g-good morning, rengoku…” you replied, swallowing an awkward lump in your throat.

“rengoku, did we… did we fuck last night?” you asked him sheepishly, holding the bed spread tightly to your chest. he looked confused, still half asleep.

he peered one eye open, looking to check if he was nude.

he was.

with that, he shot up. a blush enflamed his cheeks. what the fuck..he thought.

“n-no.. i didn’t just fuck you for the first time and not remember it.” he whined, worry deeply set in his voice. you calmed him down, rubbing a soft hand up and down his chest.

“we have many more opportunities to make love again.” you reasoned. you had been with the man for just a few months, wanting to take it slow and surely not sleep with each other until you were both ready but this… this was quite different than what you planned.

“i know, but angel, this was the first time.” he whined softly.

you pulled his head onto your chest. running your fingers through his hair, trying to get him to stop being mean to himself.

“it’s okay, baby.” you cooed. “we have all the time in the world, don’t worry.”

“well in that case…you wanna go round 2 right now?”

GIYUU

“there’s only one room left, sir.” the receptionist called out. giyuu sighed. “we’ll take that one.” he didn’t give you much of a choice. dragging your luggage and his with him up the elevator, he hadn’t said a word.

you figured he was already quite annoyed about the pompous amount of rain outside. you two were traveling for a meeting and the rain had delayed both of you. it bothered him endlessly that he was going to miss such an important meeting.

you chose not to speak, not wanting to irritate the quiet male.

he set down your luggage on the side, next to the bed. his clothes came off next. jacket, sweater and a black tank top that he chose to leave on. he took off his jeans, lounging around in plain black boxers.

“take the bed. i’ll be fine on the couch.” he grumbled. you nodded, heading to the bathroom to change into something more comfortable to sleep in.

you walked back out in a large t shirt and panties. you figured it didn’t matter much because your t shirt was so big that it reached the middle of your thigh, anyway.

but giyuu saw. he was turned towards you when you reached down to put your phone on charging, your ass on clear display for him.

he breathed sharply through his nose. it was simply a bad idea to even have turned facing your direction. he felt his dick semi-hard.

turning around, he ignored it, choosing peace instead.

it was later that night that something woke him up. was it the rush of heavy rain? the hotel telephone? or … heavy breathing coming from your side of the room.

he quietly listened, steadying his own breathing.

his eyes widened as he heard everything that fell from your lips, dick straining against his boxers.

fuck.

you were touching yourself… to the thought of him.

the mewls were hushed, doing your best to keep quiet. the air was hot and heavy and when he slowly peeked to look over, he saw you with your legs spread. they stretched far apart as your pretty pussy was on display. he could hear how wet you were, fingers sloshing around in the mess inside of you.

“g-giyuu…” you breathed heavily. he couldn’t help but trail his own hand to his cock, rubbing it uncomfortably against the palm of his large hands.

“f-feels so good.” you whined softly.

he could only imagine. he could think of 10 different ways that he could make you cum. 10 different ways to make you go stupid and crying for him and his cock.

he rutted against his palm harder, trying to keep the grunts of pleasure in. he was so close to his orgasm, just needed a bit more, and you gave it to him.

“ ‘m gonna cum so hard,, g-giyuu..” you cried softly, the tears in your voice apparent.

then what giyuu got up, trailing his way to your bed. he pulled the covers farther down, revealing your calves.

your eyes shot open as you stopped, the pleasure long gone.

“g-giyuu, this isn’t what it looks like- i swear!” you shouted.

he put a hand over your mouth.

“shut up, i’ll take care of you now.”

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kimetsu-no-yaiba-writings · 1 year

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Akaza x pregnant demon reader (she's pregnant by him) sfw +nsfw headcanons

Ask and you shall receive! Thank you for requesting anon, I hope that you enjoy and that I've done your request justice.

If you want to request something for Akaza - or anyone else - then my askbox is always open and ready to receive, so slide something my way again when you have time (^__^.)

I'll be putting the NSFW headcanons beneath a 'Keep Reading' line, so minors DNI

And just as a final thing,

Akkkkkkaaaazzzaa (ﾉ∀`♥) My beloved!

Akaza with a pregnant S/O - SFW + NSFW Headcanons:

SFW:

Upon first finding out that your pregnant this man is frozen in the spot before actually crying

Gets extra protective

Doesn't like being away from your side for more then 20 minutes

He is absolutely a hover.... he's always by your side

Will attack on sight if he thinks anyone - and i mean anyone - looks like they might cause you and the little bean harm

Makes sure that there's nothing in the house that could potentially harm you - "I'm sanding down the corners cause i don't want them to poke you or harm you!"

Straight up tells Muzan that he's caring for his wife + baby so won't be doing anything else unless it helps his family - does this mid-meeting and then leaves

Somehow always comes back with something new, baby books (books for new parents), clothes for the baby and toys

No matter how random the cravings if he can't make it, he'll buy you it - and if he can't get it at all then he resorts to hugging you with apology after apology falling from his lips

"You want Teriyaki glazed apple slices with honey rice? AND spicy noodles with broth and boiled eggs...will your stomach even be able to handle that?"

Makes sure to stock up on snacks that you enjoy - keeps them in places you can't reach

When it gets to the point that he can feel the baby kick akaza is glued to you even more - Face and/or hand placed against your tummy to feel the baby with a soft coo + smile

Comes up with a thousand nicknames for the baby - e.g. baby bean, firecracker, little kicker - and no, he will not stop

Buys you bigger + airy clothes so your comfortable

Massages your shoulders, back and ankles when you complain of pain and soreness - When he's not there he buys a wheat bag which you can heat up

Lots more cushions and blankets around the house so your comfy and never get cold

Gets you one of those pregnancy pillows

Has a notebook filled with baby names, what toys re good for babies, what they should be sleeping and playing with - he's honestly very prepared for this child

Somehow managed to rope Kokushibou into helping make and paint the baby's room - as well as giving him advice on what to anticipate as a dad

NSFW:

Incredibly gentle with you - not that he wasn't before - especially since your so much more sensitive

He's more focused on making sure that your comfortable, so sticks to a couple of positions that don't harm/hurt your body - although he does enjoy reverse cowgirl and you on all fours (with your head and arms resting so you don't have the baby weight hurting you)

Sometimes standing up if you have the energy

Also enjoys sex while spooning

Spends more time preparing you - oral and fingers until your essence coats your shaking thighs as well as his face and hands

His hands wander, pinch and soothe your thighs, hips and chest until you whine to get touched more

Isn't gonna fuck you against the counter as much as he used too but he'll eat you out with vigor instead

Lots of over-stimulation - sometimes accidentally but usually on purpose with a smirk and a rumbling purr in his chest

More creampies!

Enjoy's pushing his cum back into your twitching hole afterwards - tracing shapes into your clit with it as he hums as your hips jump and thighs twitch at his touch

His breeding kink really kicks into full swing

The feeling of sliding into your wet plush heat without protection makes him even more feral especially now that you pregnant - its like knowing that your already filled with him, already baring a child, makes his brain works at a mile-a-minute

Won't admit that seeing how heavy + full your breasts get with milk - and how you glow the rounder your tummy gets - goes straight to his cock

....absolutely gonna drink your milk - a dark lust filling his eyes as he runs his tongue along your tender nipple before taking it into his mouth with an obscene moan

Will absolutely play with your nipples until your a whimpering and whining mess or until milk comes out

Kisses are more desperate - planting open mouthed kisses along the column of your throat before locking your lips together

Leaves hickies along your breasts and shoulders alot more

takes things slower and gentler

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tiza0925 · 2 years

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I'll Give You A Reward

Warnings/Tags: NSFW, Explicit Sexual Content, Riding, Vaginal Sex, Female Reader, Demon Sex, Squirting, Creampie, Degradation Kink, Praise Kink, Stomach Bulge During Sex, Top!Akaza, Soft Akaza, Lap Sex, A Little Bit of Biting

Pairing: Demon!Akaza x Female Reader

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

“Getting tired already?”

Akaza smirks up at you from where he’s sitting on your bed—his back resting against the headboard with his legs splayed out in front of him while—

You shake your head, sucking in a sharp breath through your mouth.

—While you’re in his lap, sweat beads down your forehead as you try to hold onto his shoulders with all the strength that you have, your fingers digging into his skin as you roll your hips against his.

When all he can hear is your breathless pants and see how cloudy your eyes are, he lets out an amused snort as he grips onto the flesh of your ass, nails digging into the plump skin hard enough to pull out a choked gasp from you.

“If I can recall,” Akaza drawls in that low, taunting voice of his, and he flexes the muscles in his stomach to lean forward until his mouth is only an inch away from yours, “just a few minutes ago, you were so eager.”

You let out a small whimper, feeling how his voice rumbles against you when he talks like that right against you.

“You were so desperate to have my dick inside you,” Akaza emphasizes by using his grip on your ass to pin you in place while he tenses his thighs, allowing himself to roll his hips up to push his cock a little deeper inside you.

You can feel his smirk widen against your lips, and all you manage to do is swear under your breath when you feel him stretching your cunt open even more—

“Now look at you,” Akaza darts his tongue out to run it over your lower lip, and he finds it cute how you still try to chase his mouth, “already tired and I can feel your legs shaking around me.”

You don’t even try to hide it at this point—you can feel how your legs burn and are ready to give out at any moment every time you lift them just before you sink back down onto his cock.

Akaza clicks his tongue. “And I thought you were supposed to have high stamina for a Hashira.”

When your eyes flicker to meet his, you narrow your gaze with your brows pulling down.

It’s not that you don’t have the stamina—you do, god, you absolutely do.

You were trained to the bone to have high stamina…

But that was for fighting.

When you had a sword to wield and needed to use your breathing forms.

You can uphold yourself in a long, tiresome fight until you take your last breath if you need to.

It’s what being a Hashira is.

You have the stamina to fight demons, it’s just…

“That’s not fair,” You murmur, sucking in a small breath when you feel Akaza use his hands on you to move your hips, making his cock move around inside you.

…Getting fucked by a demon is a different story.

Having to use all your strength in your lower body and stomach while having something so big—bigger than what you’re used to from the past—inside you, filling you up until you feel like your throat is full—

It’s a lot. Overwhelming. Extremely different from what you’re trained to withstand.

“What’s not fair?” Akaza raises an eyebrow, but his movements don't stop—his hips slowly moving with yours, making sure you can feel every inch of his dick.

“It’s not the same,” You huff out, using every last bit of your strength to keep on going, riding him until you feel the muscles in your thighs scream at you to rest.

It’s so much—

“Oh,” Akaza’s lips pull back into a grin, his fangs poke out and gleam a dangerous tint under the dim lighting in your room.

And fuck—you want nothing more than to just lean forward and run your tongue over his fangs.

Is that normal?

Hell—is any of this normal?

…Probably not, huh?

Akaza leans forward a little more, his hair brushes your cheek as he moves his head until his lips are against your ears, and his voice is so low, teasing, and throaty, as he murmurs, “Is my cock too much for you to handle?”

God—

“Can you not take it anymore?”

You let out another whimper, your hands sliding to wrap around his neck to hold onto him, and you duck your head into the crook of his neck.

Taking that as a sign to continue, Akaza wets his lower lip, feeling pride beginning to bubble in his chest. “You know,” he sighs, feeling himself twitch inside your warm cunt, “I would ask if you wanted to stop, but sweetheart—” he pauses to bury himself as deep as he can, making you let out a small cry and cling onto him even more, “I don’t think you want to, now do you?”

Despite how spent you are—especially after he already made you come twice before this—and how much your entire body is aching—

He’s right.

You don’t want to stop.

It—he—feels too good. He’s able to reach parts inside you that no other guy that you’ve been with was able to achieve.

It’s addicting and you just can’t bring yourself to tell him to stop.

Akaza’s teeth gently graze over your ear lobe, his voice vibrating pleasantly through your body, “I can feel how wet you still are," and it’s the lewd, wet sounds that your bodies make every time he sinks back into you that serves as a testament for how wrecked you still are.

He moves his lips down, spreading goosebumps over your neck when he glides his tongue—wet and hot—over the bend of your neck. “Creaming all over my dick like a little slut that you are.”

At this point—you’re not even moving on your own anymore.

You’ve acknowledged that your body just can’t do it—letting your entire frame slump against his.

Which is more than fine for Akaza, as he simply continues to use his hold on your ass to move your body—and even that feels good for you because he manages to have your clit brush against his lower stomach with every thrust he makes, causing small sparks of heat to rack through you.

Akaza doesn’t try to hold back the smug smirk that crawls onto his lips—and despite you not being able to see him, you can hear the victory in his voice. “I guess you should feel proud that you lasted this long.”

It’s not like he doubts your ability to stay strong for a long time.

He knows how resilient you are—how hard it is to wear you down.

It’s how you two ended up where you are now in the first place.

He saw the potential in you when he witnessed you fighting one of the other Upper Moons.

And he was intrigued by you, to say the least.

Akaza grazes his teeth over your neck, his fangs making their presence—acting as a warning for what he’s capable of seriously hurting you if he truly wanted to, but also as reassurance for showing you that he would never actually do it.

That you are safe and he will take care of you.

“Taking me so well despite it getting difficult for you,” it’s funny how fast he can switch from degrading you to showering you with nothing but praises within a matter of seconds, his voice sounding dark but sweet like it’s been dipped in chocolate, “being such a good girl for me.”

Just hearing those words makes you clench viciously around him, which pulls out a low groan from him, his breathing getting a little heavier than before.

His hands move to hold onto your hips in a tight grip, making you gasp, and he holds you in place while he bucks his hips up again—circling his hips to make his cock drag inside you while adding stimulation to your clit from his navel.

“Maybe I should reward you,” he murmurs as he pulls his head back to take a look at you, watching you with determination as he admires every twitch in your face when pleasure takes over you.

All you do is moan, catching your breath and sliding your hands down to cling onto his bare chest, feeling overtaken by the twin sensation of feeling so fucking full and heat exploding in your stomach.

“Would you like that, sweetheart?” He asks while one of his hands moves to the bottom hem of your shirt, and your stomach clenches at the faintest brush of his fingers against it.

You’re not that sure what, exactly, he means by rewarding you—but you decide to widen your eyes, making it look a little more pleading in a way that he likes.

Because no matter what—you know that he always makes you feel good.

The corner of Akaza’s mouth ticks up, and his fingers slowly move up until he almost reaches one of your breasts—your heart rate speeding with every second he takes in touching you.

“I can fuck you until all you know how to do is scream.”

The moment those words leave his mouth—

Your eyes go agape—excitement thrills inside you at the mere thought of him doing that.

Of him essentially ruining you until you’re just screaming—most likely his name—while your mind is swimming in some blissful world. Knowing nothing but how he fills you up and splits you open in the best way imaginable.

But—

You don’t have much time to react to that because at the same time—

The very tip of his fingers move up and brushes over your nipple, causing you to let out a gasp.

“You would be a little mess,” He teases you while slowly circling the pad of his finger over your nipple, making the heat in your stomach grow and tighten into a ball, ready to burst at any minute.

He dips forward to plant a kiss under your jaw, making your entire body shiver with lust when he continues in a sweet voice. “You would look so pretty for me as well.”

That has you letting out a small whine, and he can sense the frustration in it, causing him to grin wickedly and pull back to look at you.

“Something wrong?” His fingers haven’t stopped moving around your nipple, adding more pressure to make your body spasm every few seconds, all while using his other hand that’s around your hips to help you grind on his cock.

You frown, your mouth slightly turning into a pout. “You like to tease a lot.”

“Do I?” Akaza doesn’t sound surprised when he asks that, his grin widening ever so slightly.

When he sees your frown deepening, that’s when he decides to take mercy on you—only a little, though—and grinds his hips up to pull out another moan from you, and some of your fluids begin to leak out and down his cock.

“I haven’t noticed,” Akaza simply lies, and you roll your eyes, but you don’t say anything else—too busy focusing on how stuffed you feel with him inside you.

His hand leaves your hips to reach for your hair to tuck behind your ear, and his fingers wrap around the back of your head so he can pull you close—finally capturing your lips with his.

You jolt at the intense stimulation from him flicking your nipple, his hips still moving to drag his cock along your walls—making you feel so satisfied and owned—while he deliberately sucks on your lower lip.

It makes you want to melt against him—give him all of the control and let him do what he wants. How much you trust him enough to take care of you until you’re too fucked out to even think coherently in the end.

It’s so, so tempting—

You let yourself relax into a shuddering breath, little gasps and pants leave your mouth with how much pleasure he’s giving you and he isn’t doing that much yet.

Akaza takes the opportunity to slide his tongue inside your parted mouth, kissing you harder and drinking down every sweet moan you make, causing his head to spin with growing need.

Fuck.

Never, in a million years, did you think you would ever end up here—letting a demon not only steal your breath by kissing you senseless but also by letting his dick reach so deep inside you that you swear you have trouble breathing because of it.

But—

Akaza slowly glides his tongue over yours, and it feels so obscene but you can’t help but moan in response, and you faintly move your hips so that your clit bumps against his body because everything feels so fucking good.

—You don’t regret how things turned out for you.

You don’t regret letting Akaza touch you that night months ago.

You don’t regret a single decision you ever made that involved him—and maybe that should be a warning.

A red flag that something is wrong with you.

But you just don’t. Care.

Akaza exhales a sharp breath through his nose, trying to calm himself down with how soaked and insanely warm you feel around him—how your pussy is practically drooling all over his cock, made the worst with how beautiful you sound against his mouth.

And yes—he is a demon. He has high stamina, and strength, and can last for a while.

But you, for some reason, make it nearly impossible for him to keep it together for longer than he normally can.

Maybe it’s because your body has been responding to him so well, or how good you are at taking all of him when nobody else in the past could—

Or maybe it’s something else—something deeper for how he feels for you.

Something that he is struggling to deal with because it’s…new.

But whatever it is—all he knows is that he can’t keep teasing you like this.

He can’t handle restraining himself from not flipping your positions and fuck into you until he can see those pretty little tears spill from your eyes.

He wants so bad, and you feel so good, and—

Between giving you a long, thorough kiss, Akaza mumbles a soft, “Hold onto me.”

And you fail to hide the excitement that small sentence brings inside you as you smile against his mouth, arms coming back up to wrap tightly around his neck for support, and you kiss with so much eagerness because you have an idea of what’s about to happen.

It doesn’t take much for him to move you—the muscles in his arms flex against you as he holds onto you when he tips you backward, your shoulders and back hitting the soft mattress underneath you.

He never breaks the kiss, and you sigh contentedly with your lashes fluttering as he follows you so now he’s on top, his body slotting perfectly between your legs.

The only thing is that—he managed to slip out while moving you, leaving you suddenly empty—but that’s okay because within an instant—

He’s moving to hook his hands under the bend of your knees, and he uses that to push your legs towards you and against your chest until you’re nearly bent in half.

And when he goes back in—

It’s with a hard thrust—not too harsh to actually hurt you, but enough to knock the air out of your lungs and all you do is choke on a loud groan.

Holy fuck—

He pulls out slowly, dragging his cock along your walls until the tip of the head catches against your hole, and he gives you such an achingly soft kiss before he’s pushing himself back in—and it’s such a harsh contrast to how hard he is when he fucks you.

His hands slide down your legs until his fingers wrap around your ankles, and he moves your legs so that they’re resting on his shoulders, and from there—

“Fuck—”

You suck in a sharp breath at the slight change in position as his hands come down to the bed and rest on either side of your shoulder—

It’s so much.

Like this—with Akaza slamming into you without stopping for a second to breathe—

It feels like he’s fucking into your soul, and all you can do is hold onto him, your nails drawing harsh, red lines down his back that makes him hiss pleasingly.

(And god—it’s times like this where he wishes his body won’t heal so fast.

He wants those deep lines to leave a mark on his back—he wants to be able to keep them and look at them in the mirror, serving as a reminder of what he did to you in bed.)

“You’re so good for me,” Is what gets murmured into your mouth as Akaza kisses you so intensely, his voice coming out as a throaty groan.

And you want to say something in response but it’s so hard—

“Taking all of me like you were made for this,” There’s thick possession in his voice when he says that, and some part of you keens at the implication that he already thinks of you as his.

The next time he thrusts into you, his cock goes straight for your G-spot, and he stays there, rotating his hips to milk out a litany of swear words from your lips.

“Oh god—”

You’re so, so fucking close—

“For a demon to ruin you,” he bites onto your lower lip, not enough to draw blood, but enough to have sparks of slight pain shoot down your body, mixing with the mind-numbing pleasure growing from your belly.

“And look at you, never backing down from it,” Akaza chuckles breathlessly when he tries to kiss you but you can barely kiss him back—it’s all open-mouthed and sloppy, with you simply trying to survive the brutal movements of his hips against you.

He directs his head so you can vividly hear just how affected he is as well when his lips stop against the shell of your ear. “You really are a slut, huh?”

His voice rolls down your body, leaving a path of goosebumps and heat along the way that you begin to arch your back, pushing your chest closer to his.

You let out a wet moan, his name getting mixed somewhere in it, as you bury your face into his neck—and that seems to spur him on even more.

He picks up the pace, which makes your eyes roll back and all you can do is scream and hold onto him like your life depends on it—and every time he slams into you, some of your fluids gushes out of you and stains the sheets.

God—

“I—” You choke on a sobbing moan, trying to talk, but you can barely get a single word out without feeling like your words are getting punched out of you with every thrust of his cock inside you.

“What was that?” Akaza taunts you, and despite how affected he is as well—he still sounds more levelled than you do right now.

You whine, and your nails break the skin in his back to draw out pebbles of blood—and you swear he’s doing this on purpose, making sure you can’t say more than a few words because he always chooses to push his dick as deep as it can go inside your cunt whenever you open your mouth to talk.

“What were you trying to say, darling?” There’s that playful tone of his again, covered with something sweet and thick on the edge of it.

You groan, feeling like you’re ready to combust. “I’m—gonna—”

Oh, he knows.

He knows exactly what you’re trying to say because he can feel it with how much tighter you feel around him.

With how drenched you are that it’s just these lewd, squelching noises that fill the room as he fucks you.

He knows you’re close—you just need some stimulation on your clit to tip you over the edge.

He’s fucked you a few times before to fully understand how your body works, what it needs, and how he can push you past your limits.

It’s how he’s managed to make you cum more than once in a single night than any of your previous partners could ever accomplish.

Your entire frame shakes when you feel his slick tongue drag over your ear. “You’re gonna cum?”

Nodding your head, you take quick, short breaths while your orgasm steadily approaches you.

“You’re so close already, huh?” He shifts to put all of his weight on one hand while the other moves to your tits, his thumb rubbing over your sensitive nipple. “Gonna cum again after I already gave you two orgasms?”

Not that he’s complaining—he loves making you lose your mind in various ways, hearing you moan so shamelessly, and knowing that he’s the one who is doing it to you.

“You’re so needy, sweetheart,” he mocks with a croon, a smile in his voice.

His hand travels further down and over your stomach, loving how smooth and soft your skin feels against his rough hands and—

At first, you think he’s going for your clit to help you with your orgasm, anticipation rising as his hand lowers.

But then—

You feel a little lost when his hand stops right on your lower stomach instead, and it feels heavy like he doesn’t intend on moving any further down.

What the hell—

Akaza groans into your neck because fuck—he doesn’t have to add any pressure to feel the slight bump in your belly.

How he can feel his dick fucking inside you—that it’s so big it creates a little bulge—showing him that you’re taking him so damn well. How much of a good girl you are for him, and—

His orgasm is right there.

God—he’s not gonna last.

Without any warning, you feel his hand apply pressure to your lower stomach, and you don’t take it in what he’s trying to do until—

Oh, fuck—

Your eyes widen with realization when you feel your G-spot gaining more stimulation, the pressure almost becoming unbelievably intense that you let out a long moan, and he doesn’t stop—his cock rubbing against that area from the inside until all you see is white.

“I—fuck, Akaza, wait—” You squeeze your eyes shut, and your cheeks flush red when you feel like your bladder is about to explode.

Holy shit, are you really going to—?

All Akaza does is suck on your neck—something that he knows drives you insane—while he continues to push down onto your stomach, and you can feel the determination behind the strength of his hands on you.

“You—I think I’m going to—” You try to give him one last warning—but it renders useless with how hard he’s fucking you and—

It’s too late.

You don’t have the time to say anything else, your orgasm already beginning to crash into you with such intensity that all you manage to do is sob into his shoulder, feeling tears spilling down your cheeks as you accept what’s about to happen, and—

God, you feel so embarrassed and your entire body is heated when you feel liquid spurting out of you.

He tips his chin down to get a better look at what’s going on, and he curses under his breath at the sight of you squirting on his cock and him—making a mess everywhere.

And it’s that very image—paired with how you’re pulsating around him so deliciously while moaning his name—

That does it for him.

“Fuck,” Akaza lets out a low moan right near your ear and reaches to bite down onto your shoulder as he fucks you through your orgasm while he feels his hitting him so rapidly.

You scream in both pain and overwhelming pleasure when you feel his fangs pierce through your skin—he didn’t do it on purpose, he swears, but he can’t help it when his fangs are so damn big and sharp.

Everything turns into white, hot pleasure the moment Akaza comes inside you, thick spurts of cum spilling inside.

And because he’s a demon—it’s a lot. Meaning he fills you up to the brim, making you feel so stuffed with both his cock and cum, that you can barely move.

You don’t realize how violently you’re shivering until you finally come down from your orgasm.

You don’t realize it until you’ve stopped screaming and it’s just small gasps that you make, your arms feeling tired from holding onto him and scratching him so hard.

And Akaza is right there—whispering soothing words, kissing your neck and jaw so tenderly while using one hand to brush your damp hair out of your face.

You instantly lean into his touch, blinking wearily until all of your senses come back to you as you let out a little sigh.

“There you are,” He purrs, a smile curling at one end of his mouth.

Your eyes move to meet his, and you can’t help but feel safe and warm when you see golden-blue eyes gazing down on you with so much adoration.

“You okay?” He asks with genuine concern on his face as he wipes a few of your tears away with his thumb, silently thinking to himself how pretty you still look despite how wrecked you are right now.

You clear your throat, wincing at how much it’s already starting to hurt, and nod. “Yeah.”

He gives you one last look over before he glances at the bite mark he left on your shoulder, and immediately his face falls and he looks so guilty.

Shit.

“It doesn’t hurt,” You try to reassure him, one hand coming up to cup his jaw, your thumb rolling over his cheek.

Akaza doesn’t move his eyes, watching how red those small marks are around your shoulder.

He wasn’t careful enough to stop himself from biting you—even if the intention was because of sex, he still bit you.

He had a taste of your blood.

And it makes his stomach sink because of it.

“…And I’m still alive,” You add on with a soft voice, and that seems to do something because he finally has it in him to look at you, a slight frown on his lips.

You smile, all gentle and warm. “You could’ve done worse but you didn’t. You said you don’t kill women, right?” His eyes widen, and you go in to leave a chaste kiss on his lips. “I trust you enough that you won’t break that.”

Akaza pauses, initially doubtful at your words—

“...” He swallows hard, letting out a slow exhale when he feels you try to deepen the kiss and put all of your emotions behind it.

It’s what helps to make him less tense.

Because you’re right—he doesn’t kill women—and he proved that to you many times before.

He doesn’t intend on ever changing that rule—and as long as you show him you trust him, it’s enough for him.

Akaza lets himself relax into the kiss—it’s languid, slow, with nothing else hidden behind it except for the mere need for comfort.

“...I’ll start a bath,” He mumbles before pulling away.

A small whine gets stuck in the back of your throat because—as much as you want to stay like this and let him kiss you until you feel dizzy from it—

You’re beginning to feel cold, and sticky, and the need to feel clean and change into new clothes sounds more appealing.

When he leans back and pulls out, he catches sight of his cum leaking out of your abused cunt. And he tugs on his lower lip when he sees just how much was inside you—sometimes, he forgets that it’s a lot more than what an average human male produces.

But fuck—

The view is so filthy, and he wants nothing more than to just put the thick liquid back inside you—maybe put a plug in so you can stay full of his cum all night.

That thought alone has his spent dick twitching—

Maybe next time he can do that.

For now, he simply leaves so he can bring back a warm cloth to wipe you before helping you into the warm bath that he’s made for you.

For now, his focus is on making sure you’re okay and taken care of—

And it’s not necessary, but he does get into the bath with you—insisting that he should help wash your hair.

You don’t fight him on it—the gesture is sweet enough for you to simply lie back against his chest while he does all the work. It’s calming, anyway.

And as he massages the shampoo into your hair, talking about something to do with spider lilies and the sun, you let your eyes close and you can’t help but smile at the life you have right now because—

Who knew that becoming a demon slayer could lead to this?

Life is just full of surprises, isn’t it?

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then how about this: Akaza with a demon that's actually from hell and not from accepting Muzan's blood?

MAKE A DEAL

Reblogs and Comments are greatly appreciated!!

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Fandom(s): Demon Slayer

Pairing(s): Akaza x Reader

Word Count: 0.9k

Genre(s)/Tag(s): Gender Neutral!Reader, Demon!Reader

Notes: thanking everyone EXTENSIVELY for helping me with this idea!

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Akaza didn’t dream.

Not really, at least.

It wasn’t like he needed sleep. Demons didn’t require rest to function, but when you couldn’t go out during the day, sleep became a close friend.

So when he opens his eyes in his dreamscape, he is more than a little confused.

Especially when he spots you. You were sitting with one leg crossed over the other on a log and watching him with eyes that, frankly, made him a bit nervous. They were yellow, a luminescent golden iris surrounded by an inky black sclera. The color was accentuated by what you were wearing—a pristine, white, knee-length, toga-like outfit.

Something ancient from a bygone age.

Long forgotten.

Just who were you?

Out of the blue, you said a name.

Your name?

He sat up (When had he been lying down? He never laid down. He always slept with his back against a wall.), taking in his surroundings. He was in a forest with massive pine trees surrounding him on all sides, with a small creek burbling and splitting the ground between you two.

“Who are you?” He asks, and you simply smile at him, showing off pointed teeth that are too straight. Too white. Too unnatural.

“I already told you, silly.” You reply in jest, and he scowls.

He already wants you to leave.

You pout and stand, adjusting the hem of your toga and then your sandals before hopping down off the log.

“Fine then.” You huff and make to walk away into the woods when Akaza realizes something.

“Are you reading my mind?” He asks, and you stop, looking over your shoulder to watch him with those glowing yellow eyes.

“And if I am?” You ask, and he clenches his fists.

“Stop it.” Is all he says.

At that, you shrug and go to take another step.

“Oh well. I was looking forward to a lovely conversation with the infamous Upper-Rank Three. But I suppose I can go talk to Upper Two. He’s usually asleep about this time.” You muse, and Akaza feels a jolt of rage shoot through him.

Douma?

“Why would you talk to that scum?” He snarls, and you turn around, eyebrow raised, and head cocked to the side.

“Because I am looking for conversation. But you seem to have the conversation skills of a toddler. Telling me to “stop it” like a three-year-old.” You reply, tone teasing but surprisingly not upset. You sounded delighted that he was even talking to you.

Why?

But your comment has him gritting his teeth.

Something about you irritates him.

But… against his better judgment… he sits down on a rock when you gesture for him to do so. You sit back on the log, crossing one leg delicately over the other, and study him as if you were a bird studying prey.

He hated feeling like this—like he was in the presence of someone more powerful than he.

“So? What do you want?” He asks, crossing his arms over his chest. Your eyes narrow briefly, and then you roll them,

“To make a friend? See what it’s like being one of Kibustuji Muzan’s subjects? All of the above?” You say, and he freezes at the name of his master.

Surely, you were a demon like him.

How were you able to say his name so freely?

He waits for the screaming.

The tearing apart of your body.

The blood.

Everything that comes with saying his name.

But no such thing happens.

You watch him with a curious sort of expression, and then a thought occurs to you.

“You think I’m one of his?” You gape, and when he nods silently, you begin to laugh.

And laugh.

It’s the type of laugh that shakes your whole body. The kind of laugh that makes it hard to breathe. A whole-body experience that goes on seemingly forever. You gasp and wheeze as you hunch over to wrap your arms around your stomach. Somewhere in the back of Akaza’s mind, he’s worried about you falling off the log and indecently exposing yourself.

Eventually, you get your snickering under control, wiping tears from your eyes as you stifle more giggles.

“That is simply a preposterous thought! To think I’d be lumped in with the same league as Muzan?! Ha! I’m much more powerful than he is!” You sneer, and Akaza has to stop himself from staring in astonishment.

More powerful than his master?

Was such a thing possible?

You seemingly read his mind (yet again) and answer before he has the chance to articulate his thoughts.

“There are other ways to become a demon, you know. I’m living proof of that. Much more efficient, too. I can go out in the sunlight and everything!” You say, and Akaza is reeling.

Another way to become a demon?

Just how—

“You just have to make a deal with me.” You interrupt his thoughts with that grin that makes him uneasy. Something about you seems off… Something he can’t quite place. But… he asks something on his mind.

“What sort of deal?” At that, your grin widens almost impossibly so, and you extend a hand.

“You’ll just have to wait and see, won’t you?” You say, and against his better judgment, Akaza takes your hand in his and shakes it.

Only to watch your eyes darken until the inky blackness swallows him whole.

“Perfect.”

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tailsz · 10 months

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Demon slayer men boyfriend headcannons‼️

(NSFW INCLUDED)

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Includes : Tanjiro , Zenitsu , Inosuke , Tomioka , Sanemi , Tengen , Obanai , Muzan , Akaza , Douma , and Kokushibo

(this is my first post so bear with me AND english isn’t my first language so sorry for mistakes!)

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Tanjiro!

okay so we ALL know this guy has the sweetest heart so expect a lot of lovely dovey gestures such as….

Cute little morning letters if he leaves before you or you just don’t work as a demon slayer!

something along the lines of “i made you breakfast eat it before it gets too cold!! I hope you have a lovely day and i love you so so much”

(if ur parents are still alive 😍) he will absolutely win them over EVEN IF THEYRE THE MOSG HARDCORE PEOPLE EVERRR

he has a way with people what can you say

multiple lunch dates a week are a must! you guys go out and try as as many restaurants when you guys go on missions together if ur a demon slayer!

if not he will personally bring you takeout from his missions!

you and nezeko bonded a lot and she LOVES when you play with her hair it makes her sleepy ASAP (tanjiro walked in during the middle of this and his heart almosy exploded)

for y’all’s free time you both decided to try new hobbies together like Yoga, art , dancing ETC ITS VERY CUTE MOMENTS!

NSFW!

he’s a soft dom! but if you bring up the thought of you topping him he will NOT object

OH HE IS SUCH A ROMANTIC IN BED

Sex with him is literally the embodiment of “love making” because he showers you with love and pleasure

MISSIONARY 100% OF THE TIME

he is vanilla but that doesn’t matter because he’s drowning you with praises and caressing your perfect body <3

his aftercare is literally going to heaven and back

he’ll massage you and whisper sweet nothings into your ears

THIGHS GUY

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Zenitzu!!

at the beginning he’s really REALLY awkward

might even like be hella weird towards you (because you’re the first woman/man he’s ever been perused as romantically)

SO GIVE HIM TIME HE’LL GET THERE

Once he does he will quite LITERALLY will kill everyone in a room and then himself for you

you are his princess (your also his knight and shining armor because… well… it’s zenitzu…)

1000% shows you off like a medal of honor to ANYONE AND I MEAN ANYONE

this one time he was blabbing about you to a stranger to the point where said stranger just respectfully told him he doesn’t care

you had to STRAP HIM DOWN to prevent bodily injuries

he likes taking afternoon walks with you , he really enjoys the beautiful site with his beautiful partner

he randomly picks up flowers from the ground and gives them to you because they reminded you of him!

NSFW!!

he is a switch with a bottom preference

the thought of you just absolutely demolishing him will get his body all fuzzy and tingling 🤭

reverse cowgirl is his FAVORITE POSITION OF ALL TIME HANDS DOWN

the nights when it’s not just pleasure he likes to top you and take things slow to show you just how much you mean to him

as well as absolutely showering you with corny praises (he’s so silly!)

HIS AFTER CARE IS ODD

if he’s SPENT he will most likely pass out leaving you in charge of aftercare

if not he’ll just cuddle u to sleep

(totally not because that means he’ll see u naked again in the morning)

TITS GUY

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inosuke!

he didn’t comprehend the fact that you 2 we’re dating 🧍🏽‍♀️

you had to explain to him and half way through the was flustered and asked you to SQARE UP?? (HE HAD A NO IDEA HOW TO RESPOND TO THAT)

like zenitsu he was also very much awkward if not more at the start of the start of the relationship

But not awkward in a hes shy way

NO HES AWKWARD BECAUSE HE DOESNT WANT TO SHOW??? FEELINGS??

because that’s gross

Tanjiro and Zenitsu had to help the guy to at least an OUNCE of a romantic

he’s really not much of one though

his idea of dates or romance of training or fighting w/ you!

you don’t really mind but if it does get to a point where it bothers you by the lack of romance

HE WILL TRY (key word TRY) to be more affectionate towards you!

he sees a pretty rock? it’s yours!

he sees a pretty branch it’s yours!

he sees a cute cayote? It’s you-

the time he actually brought you one you almost SHAT yourself 😓

NSFW!!

oh he’s a dom

he views smexy time as a challenge

so you bringing up the idea of topping is you trying to WIN and he would rather DIE than lose

again the concept was a foreign area to him

and if you both get to the sexual parts for a relationship , he will seek guidance from you!

(while also refusing for you to demonstrate for him because he “knows what he’s doing” 😒

what’s aftercare?

he does not do it at first meaning you are doing it

after a while he’ll start picking up after you and do it himself

(if you tease him about it he will throw you off the bed)

ASS GUY

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Tomioka!

When he asked you out he said

“will you take my hand in a relationship”

it’s as serious as it sounds

he is comfortable as soon as you begin the relationship because of 2 reasons

for him to consider a relationship with you , you’d guys would’ve have to know eachother for a while

and because if you didn’t want him you would’ve said no

AND SINCE YOU DIDNT😍

hes 100% sure you guys will be just fine WHICH YOU ARE :D

little small gestures of affection from you will get his heart flipping like—

holding his hands ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU BEGING CONTACT WITH PINKY TOUCH 😓

(he’s touch starved FEED HIM)

the one time you begged him to let you style his hair was the day that he won’t let you do anything else BUT that

he loves how your fingers feel against his head

sending tingles down his spine of safety yk?

he carries anything you give him in his haori (like little charms!)

he likes it when you whisper sweet nothings into his ears it gets him all giggly

NSFW!!

he is a switch with no preference

he will be whatever you want him to be 😍

when he top’s he can get carried away with eagerness

when you guys have sex he very much loses his mind which is why he can be rough when he tops

HOWEVER WHEN HE BOTTOMS JESUS CHRIST

He will be a whimpering mess

being your little slut asking for more n more <3

being a hashira he can and WILL last very long

he’s 1000% into hair pulling both giving n reviving

as u guys last longer n longer into the relationship he will be more open to risks 😍

(like public sex)

this one time did the deed in a public bathroom in a restaurant while the rest of the hashiras were waiting on the food 🤭

He will run a bath for the 2 of you afterwards and fall asleep in each others arms<3

he’s an ass guy

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Sanemi!

like giyuu , for him to consider a relationship with you , you have a LONGG history

it took him a while for him to actually ask you out 🧍🏽‍♀️

it got to the point where he was going to lose you to someone else because of how long it took

shinobu “helped” to ask you out

and by help i mean he forced him to ask you out in front of her

shinobu top tier wingwoman fr fr ‼️(she had enough of him wasting an opportunity so she took matters into her own hands)

he will absolutely NOT do PDA (at least at the beginning of the relationship)

his ego n pride are too much for that

once he gets over himself he will at MOST hold hands with you ig 😒😒

he forces u to train with him

he is an AMAZING cook and makes you breakfast n lunch (house husband material!!)

he’s also surprisingly good at doing hair whether it’s short or long! (he makes u buns a lot )

he’s such a romantic behind closed doors

shinobu caught him in the middle of that act and while she didn’t tell anyone…

she teased him to DEATH

NSFW!!

oh he’s a MEAN top no questions asked

he will degrade you to the BONE (which you don’t mind 🤭)

he’s also very VERY rough hitting and attacking ALLL of your sweet spots on your body (inside as well 😋)

he loves calling you a needy slut 🤭

ONE TIME. he has a wet dream where you topped him and... HE WOKE UP WITH THE HARDEST BONER OF HIS LIFE

he will never ever EVERR bring up the idea of u topping him ( if you bring up he MIGHT let it happen🤨 he’s so stubborn)

HE IS SO MEAN WHEN IT COMES TO ORGASM.

if he’s fucking you because he’s jealous or you pissed him off???

he’s going to deny your orgasms for an hour ☠️

SEX DRIVE?? MEDIUM

STAMINA IS . HIGHHHH

he’s pretty average with aftercare , he’ll bring u water n a towel

on a good day you both will shower together! (50/50 chance that y’all will fuck again!)

he’s a thigh guy

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tengen!!

what’s another wife to the list?

all four of them (tengen n his wives) found you very attractive at first sight and they had NO shame into admitting that

after knowing you for a while THEY ALL asked you join the relationship! it caught u off guard 😨

when you entered the relationship they literally all wanted u for themselves 😓

tengen is SUCH A ROMANTIC AND WILL ABUSE PDA SO MUCH

if you’re a fellow hashira my god he will tease you in public so much??? and you’re like FOR WHAT???

hashira meetings will get HELLA awkward with both of y’all (everyone is just like “this again??☠️”

like zenitzu he will FLEX U SOO BAD especially to single folks because in his eyes being single is such a skill issue 🤨

his form of affection is expensive gifts so

EXPECT TO BE PAMPERED WITH A LOT OF JEWELRY 🤭 ( we love sugar daddies )

he also refuses to NOT take y’all on fancy restaurants because anything other than that is LAME AND TACKY 🤨

MATCHING OUTFITS ARE A MUST!!

after he retired, you guys have religious weekly movie nights a lot (you all take turns in picking movies)

NSFW!!

OKAY SO TENGEN IS A SWITCH WITH A PREFERENCE ON TOPPING

now he has 2 different ways of going about it

if it’s sex on One on One , HE IS SO MEAN??

he will 100% mock you during the whole thing

mocking when you choke on air or a moan is his specialty 😓😓

seeing you cock drunk will drive him CRAZY

thighs are so HOT TO HIM (thigh highs are a must!)

he leaves so many bite marks and bruises on your inner thighs

HIS HANDS ARE HUGE DAWG

he likes fingering before fucking and GOD HES SO GOOD AT FINGERING?

he can n WILL make u come more than twice with just his fingers😓

it’s a the whole group sex with him n his wife’s

he’s a sweetheart! taking care of his little princess nasty needs!

when he bottoms with all 4 of you on him he gets so cocky 😒

he loves how you all take care of HIS nasty needs in such a good way

HAIR PULLING

and he’s very much into orgasm denial HES A JERK

def a tits guy

bdsm king

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OBANAI ( i love him sm ) <333

okay uh

before y’all started dating he was so shy around you because??? you’re so??? perfect?????

if you so much as breathe into his direction he will literally die

he asked u in the most romantic cliche ever (but it doesn’t matter because he pulled it off so well??)

he made you follow little notes at night eventually leading to a tree that had a saying “will you be my mine and go out on a date with me?” with 2 boxes saying yes and no

at first you were confused until you saw a familiar snake 🤭 making you giggle you chose the yes box!

HE WAS INTERNALLY SCREAMING BC HE THOUGHT HE WAS BEING HELLA CRINGE 😓

moving onto the relationship…

he is literally the perfect boyfriend

when he gets needy n wants to talk to u , he sends kaburamaru to fetch you!

kaburamaru literally loves u too ! ( obanai also send u flowers through him!)

he gets jealous easy like VERY

he’s very protective of you ! and he expects the same because you are his and he’s all urs <3

will literally end the bloodline of ANYONE who talks smack abt u

at first, yalls kisses would be with his mask on. he still wasn’t ready to let that open yet

after a whole LONG while , he got enough confidence to kiss u with his scars and everything (which u appreciated and enjoyed very much <3)

he likes holding pinkies while walking together

he’s not really a fan of PDA but if someone is trying to flirt with u????

oh U BETTER BET HES GOING TO BE ALL OVER U (u don’t complain)

he makes flower crowns for the both of y’all daily <33

y’all have hella picnic dates it’s getting out of hand atp! y’all barely eat at home

NSFW!!

obanai is a top with 2 sides to him…

A- he can be the most sappy romantic when y’all have sex

OR B- HES LITERALLY BEING ASSHOLE TO YOU

There’s in NO between

when hes being a jerk he denies orgasms

and his liking to marking is x10

he loves leaving bitemarks he knows u can’t hide🤭

def into u riding him but HES in total control

u brought up that you like it when he puts his hair in a pony tail when y’all have sex so HE DOES IT ALL THE TIME

he’s not really much of a risk taker

will not stop unless your trembling😋

if he’s being sweet he’s take things slow making sure your enjoying yourself as well as him <3

will whisper sweet nothings <3

HIS EARS ARE SENSITIVE‼️‼️

he treats u like a goddess in aftercare

will get u water , a towel , a warm bath , tons of cuddles and a lil snack 😋

HES INTO BONDAGE

HES AN ASS GUY 🤭🤭

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Muzan 😨

to how you got together? you don’t even know

if your a human , you ran into while im a hurry ! you work at a flower shop and was carrying flower pots getting dirt all over his clothes

now he was so ready to end the puny moron who ran into him but..

when he saw you apologizing and apologizing your heart out he felt something? what the hell was that? well it’s not like matters… 😁

If you’re a demon you first of all had to have know him and been loyal to him for CENTURIES for him to even REMOTELY like you

once he does tho you’re always buy his side , like his right hand man/woman! it may seem like he just thinks ur strong but this is his way of spending time with u<33 (while being in denial😓)

now how he asked you out. he didn’t do anything fancy! he just called you in and he straight up told you he liked you and would like make yalls relationship more

if you are a human.. he brought you to a demon meeting and told everyone there that if they even THINK about doing ANYTHING to you he will turn them inside out and throw into the sun<3

he thinks akaza is the best fit for his lovely human wife! you guys get along rlly well

he will keep DOUMA FARRRR AWAY FROM YOU.

koko and u like to read and drink tea together! he finds ur being calming

if you’re a demon everyone already knows u but know muzan expects equal respect from them to you!

though he can be very cold at blunt at time , he can still be romantic towards you!

he likes buying you expensive things to make u feel like a queen

if a human or demon disrespects you in ANY WAY not matter how big or small?they will be no more 😓

NSFW!!

oh man no matter how i see it.

TOP

he’s the demon king he expects to be in full control at ALL times and 9 times outta 10.. HE IS MEAN TO U

Doesn’t matter how much he loves you , you will never be superior to him 🧍🏽‍♀️

certified brat tamer!

oh he’s definitely into marking you just the thought of owning what’s rightfully his gets him hard

he’s into degradation so much it’s a problem atp☠️

dont ever degrade him tho

he’ll make sure you NEVER walk again

he puts the d in bdsm

will not stop until you’re a whimpering and crying mess only able to scream out his name :(

he doesn’t know if he likes public sec because he doesn’t like the idea of the chance that people have on seeing what only HE can see

ON THE OTHER HAND. THAT MEANS PEOPLE KNOW UR HIS AND ONLY HIS EVEN MORE….

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Akaza!!

Whether your a demon slayer/hashira or a fellow uppermoon, akaza admired you for being strong

after all akaza think people who r both mentally and physically strong r the best as u can tell with rengoku

before he asked u out, he had to come to terms with it , as he felt he was betraying his late wife

after he accepted the fact that’s it’s okay to move on.. he asked you out in the most akaza way!

he got you a bouquet of flowers 💐 with a little note in it telling u about all the things that he absolutely loves abt u! after reading them , he asked you out!

if you’re a demon you both will be more relaxed about people knowing abt you’re relationship!

until muzan found out.. at first he disapproved because he saw no benefits from u two being in love 🤨

but later on seeing how you two empower eachother be GUESSES it’s ok 😒😒

HOWEVER IF YOURE A HASHIRA..

you two r trying to HARD to keep it super lowkey

it’s mostly night dates n visits you guys can do :( but it’s ok u guys make it work

because the SECOND one or both of ur masters find out… YALL R DEAD

REGARDLESS akaza is very flexible with himself (as a metaphor BUT HE PROBABLY IS LITERALLY)

he absolutely LOVESS self care nights with you!!

talking shit while doing eachother a face masks is one of his favorite pastimes! (the pretty mama gotta do what he can to stay pretty DUH)

douma teases him abt u so much it’s driving him mad

especially because douma is hella touchy w/ h JUST to piss akaza off

which it always ends with douma head on the floor😨

NSFW!!

akaza is 100% a switch with a top preference

he teases u a lot.. BUT IF YOURE A HASHIRA HE STRAIGHT UP MOCKS U😓😓

like he’ll say things like “i thought hashiras we’re supposed to have a lot of stamina.. what’s wrong :(“ ALL WHILE HES SMIRKING

he likes eating you out before fucking you

THE THINGS HIS TOUNGE CAN DO TO UR BODY 😓

he is very rough with you, but holds back a bit if you’re human because if he goes all out he will quite literally break u

IF YOURE A DEMON THO YOURE IN FOR IT ALL😍‼️‼️

even when he’s bottoming he’s still being a little asshole 😒

he completely switches up w/ aftercare! he’s such a sweetheart making u a bath for the two if u to cuddle in for a bit<33

he is a THIGH MAN ALL THE WAY his hands r always resting on them 🤭

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douma!

oh my ?

ok douma likes energetic people so that’s a starter for him to start liking you and ofc knowing you for a couple of decades

i think the thing that sealed off his love for you was the fact that you didn’t treat him like he was weird yk?

you talked to him like he was normal person (well demon but you get what i mean! but he’s SOO far from normal ☠️☠️)

MOVING ONNN he asks you out by making a little game out of it! maybe like pictionary or hang man! it’s rlly silly <33

while your dating even if your a demon or human he will treat you like your made of glass

he views you like one of his dolls ! therefore your his precious

he rlly likes it when you style his hair , in fact he asks you to do so regularly

during the summer time it gets rlly humid n hot as hell in japan even at night so he used his demon art to cool u both off !

akaza asked you to blink 3 times if the relationship was not from ur free will when he found out 😨😨

u guys both have matching fans 🤭🤭

muzan has to literally rip his head off because douma won’t stop talking to u during meetings ☠️

HE IS A BRITNEY SPEARS STAN ‼️‼️

NSFW!!

douma is a switch with no preference it just depends on hows feeling that day (it’s mostly bottom)

He is such a bratty bottom i tell you, he just pushes your buttons til u snap

and snapping means you literally demolishing his ass until she can’t even form any sentences :(

oh jesus christ but when he tops?????

praying for u fr fr

douma is unfair as hell

HE WILL DENY YOUR ORGAMS FOR FUNSIES?? like NOTHING ABT THAT IS FUNNY??

he is súper into bondage

AND EVERYTHING HES SO KINKY

never feel afraid to tell this man any of ur kinks even if they’re weird bc douma will try it out with you no hesitation!

his aftercare is a little rocky but it’s nothing too bad..

at most hes get you both waters and y’all will just chill in bed or anywhere

speaking of anywhere.. HE WILL FUCK U ANYWHERE HE DOES NOT CARE‼️‼️

one time muzan heard y’all bc y’all are SO LOUD (he decapatated both of you on the spot)

he is an ass guy oh my god he can’t go a day without touching it 😓

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Kokushibo!!

okay first all i dont think he cares what type of personality u r (extroverted or introverted)

it does take him a while to accept his feelings towards you because he doesn’t many to get distracted from his duties

but when he pushes that aside he just straight up asks you to stay by his side for the rest of time 💐

he doesn’t do PDA because your love life is not the business of others (muzan thanks the lords for this because he does NOT want to see that)

you guys randomly found a black cat following you one time while on a mission and you wanted to keep it with him!

…..YOU HAD TO BEG HIM FOR AN HOUR BUT HE eventually GAVE IN💔

y’all named her Ei (he will never admit but he will kill anyone who harms her bc he loves her sm)

you like to kiss all 6 of his eyes after a long day (he expects you to do it regularly and gets upset when u don’t)

sometimes asks you do braid his hair to change up his hair style 😋

he makes u train with him to he ensure you’re able to defend yourself from anyone!

matching katanass!! (much to his dismay because god forbid y’all do something cute 😒)

hel likes to carry you in piggy back style a lot 😋

NSFW!!

oh he’s a top no doubt

he will absolutely NOT let u top

BUT YOURE OK WITH IT BECAUSE GAWD DAMN

he is so rough with you that’s all he knows what to do<3

before touching you he wants to see you beg for it he LOVES seeing you all pathetic

HE LOVES FUCKING YOU AGAINST A WALL‼️‼️

he loves it because that means your trapped within in him, with no where to go and he has you EXACTLY how he wants you

oh he pulls your hair a lot when you give him head 🤭

he’s always biting your ears bc he knows they’re sensitive 🤭

he loves missionary as the main position because he gets to see all the expressions he’s making you have <3

HE IS A ASS GUYS ‼️‼️

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okay that’s it guys! leave me any request i’ll be happy to do so! <33

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