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moumouton4 · 10 months

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Things That Might Be Said When You're Going At It With Them || Demon Slayer characters x fem!reader

A/n : Let's see if I can write for Demon Slayer as well 👀

A/n 2 : Of course Muichiro is aged up. I mean we write for Bakugo or Todoroki as long as they are aged up so I don't see why we couldn't for Muichiro 🤷‍♀️

Warnings : Nsfw, penetrative sex, belly bulge, size kink, rough sex, vanilla sex, riding, mention of breeding, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it

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Giyuu Tomioka : It's likely that he's so stressed that you end up whispering in his ear "Don't worry about anything my love. Just move those hips and make yourself feel good" to get him to focus on something other than his intrusive thoughts. However, sometimes the situation can be reversed depending on whether his mind is clouded by desires. Once he even said "Is it my breathing style that is making you this wet ?" Bruh the audacity he can have when he drops his inibitions "No you don't need it for that. It's only your doing" you said making him blush while his confidence skyrocketed. Now that he was at ease you were in for a good fuck / lovemaking, depending on how you guys decided to take it.

Obanai Iguro : Despite his shyness, he had managed to navigate a relationship with you. However, the vision he had of his appearance proved to be a challenge to handle. You gently caught his jaw in your hand before saying "You can kiss me Obanai. I don't care about those scars. I have my share too" There was also that time when you were naked in front of each other ready to delve into your deepest passion but before he told you "I've taken the day off and I intend to take my time with you...if you'll allow me" by accepting you didn't know that 4 hours later he'd still be thrusting carefully and sensually into you. Well he is related to snakes so... it can take some time.

Sanemi Shinazugawa : He can be very sweet in bed, but most of the time he ends up gripping your hips with his hands as he violently pounds into you "Hey hey careful there boy I still need to walk tomorrow" and that's when he adds "Or I could carry you all day. I put up with your ass every day that's the same" he would add playfully. But he's not always like that sometimes his voice breaks the successions of groans and moans and he asks in full vulnerability "Can you hold me a little tighter please ?" and in moments like that when he just needs to feel you there, your heart swells with love for him as you tighten your grip on him, grounding him in the current moment.

Tengen Uzui : This guy and his size kink belly. Sometimes he puts his large hand on your tummy just to feel his shaft move inside you "Tengen you're liking this a bit too much" you teased when you felt him throb inside of you just after he felt the slight bulge in your belly. He gave you back his signature wide grin "Of course I like it ! To have a partner who can take me as well as you is... flamboyant !" he said the last word breathlessly. Then he looked at you a little more seriously and caringly "Do you think I could speed it up a bit ?" he really wanted to make sure he wasn't hurting you. You wrapped your legs around him before answering "Go ahead mister show me how flashy you can be" and with that you were sure he wasn't going to hold anything back.

Muichiro Tokito : Even though he used to have memory troubles, there was one thing he never forgot, and that was how to make you feel good. Thanks to physical memory. As his hips worked meticulously to hit that spot over and over again you whined "Please h-honey" he immediately understood from the urgency in your voice and the way you spasmed around him that you were close. He tried to unhook your legs which were wrapped around his waist "Spread your legs Y/n let me rub your clitoris" he said gently. Of course it only took a few seconds for you to obey, knowing that once again he was going to bring you to ecstasy. When he felt you tighten up he asked "Does that feel good ?" and when you only responded with a little whine he pressed on your clit making you buck your hips upwards. He was such a tease sometimes but at the end he always fulfilled the mission he'd set himself.

Tanjiro Kamado : He's so good and soft, it's like making love to a cloud - if that's even possible lmao. You've said to him several times "You know you can go harder Tanjiro I ain't gonna break '' and each time he completes your requests as if that's all he was waiting for. But he's still the most caring person you've ever meet, sometimes a little too much "Y/n is everything all good ? Do you need a break ?A glass of water ?" and sometimes you have to stifle your chuckles or prevent the side eye "You've just put the tip don't worry I can take way more of you" and that's all it takes to get him off to a flying start.

Genya Shinazugawa : Even if he wanted you so much, you don't even know how the heck you managed to get him in your bed. He is so fucking flustered when he's talking to you. So naturally in bed he is more than his usual stuttering mess "Genya please move" you whined. With his voice husky with desire he replied "I-I j-just don't wa-wanna ngh... come y-yet" he knew you wouldn't mind and that he would be able to satisfy you in another way but he had a certain pride in making you come first. So his hand moved down between your two bodies and began to make faster and faster circles on your clit. He grunted as he felt you tighten around him, but with deep breaths he managed to bring you to the brink of orgasm before he pounded into your tight warmth, leading you both to the release you'd been waiting for.

Inosuke Hashibira : The first time was pretty memorable, you remember having to explain to him why you were doing it "Ino it's another way of showing that we love each other. We're not doing it just to create a pack" and he deadpeaned "But one day we'll make one right ?" Bro was just so cute "Sure baby" you said, caressing his cheek as he thrusted gently and carefully into you. "I-I think I understand what you meant" he said bringing a big smile onto your face which he couldn't help but reciprocate.

Zenitsu Agatsuma : Bro is so loud man that's crazy. When you ride him you have to put a pillow on his mouth because the whole Demon Slayer Corps is going to hear how tight you are "Please pretty boy can you tone it down a little. Someone's going to be attracted by all this noise" you slowed your movements to talk to him "But Y/n-chaaaaan you feeel so soooo goooood !!!" he said as loud as ever. If you wanted him to calm down you had to make him feel even better than better, so sex drunk he'd not be able to talk anymore. You put your thumb in his mouth and with your other hand grabbed the base of his cock before squeezing it as you rolled your hips towards his. It wasn't long before his screams were replaced with little squeaks, his hips bucking to meet yours, your thumb securely wrapped between his lips.

Muzan Kibutsuji : You don’t know why and sometimes he tells you it may be because he was another man in a previous life but it doesn’t make it any clearer when he goes “Cause this is thriller, thriller night. And no one's gonna save you. From the beast about to strike” as he fucks you. You just hope he ain’t going to “Heee heee” when he cums.

A/n : I hope you guys liked it ! 🍗🍨 Again my requests are open 🌯🍩

A/n 2 : Yes the link in Muzan's part leads to Thriller 😂

Taglist : @foxxymunson, @cl0vr, @ilovemanypeople, @glossy1pearl, @jane57sstuff

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peachdues · 18 days

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THE GREAT WAR — PART II TEASER

Giyuu’s Flashback • Secret Pregnancy AU

A/N: don’t think I’ve forgotten about these two!

Enjoy a small teaser featuring a key flashback for Giyuu from Part II of TGW. As I said in the notes for Part I, this is a non-linear story, and this flashback in particular is something referenced in Part I, while Reader is patching Giyuu’s wound up (a hint: Giyuu’s particular questioning about Reader’s choice of perfume oils).

Enjoy a little humor and a very, very flustered Water Pillar.

CW: accidental spying while Reader is bathing • Giyuu gets horny but doesn’t realize why • Giyuu is an idiot

READ PART I HERE

The shop vendor continued to gape after the woman long after she disappeared into the bustling crowd. Mildly, Giyuu noted that he’d polished the same dish two times over, unable to break free from his trance.

“Was that not the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen?”

“I did not notice.” He replied, chewing thickly on his mouthful of udon. The vendor raised a single, skeptical eyebrow at his dismissiveness but said nothing more, and for that Giyuu was grateful.

He hated small talk, especially when he was trying to enjoy his meal. If anything, it only took away from the experience, ensuring that half his food ended up everywhere — his lap, the counter — but his mouth.

Besides, the Merchant’s attempt to engage him on this particular subject was rather pointless. In truth, Giyuu never really found anyone beautiful — not really. Though, he supposed as he shoved down another mouthful of his soup, perhaps that was because he’d never truly bothered to pay attention to anyone to definitively say one way or another. Paying attention to something as trivial as one’s physical appearance meant he wasn’t focusing on that which truly mattered — like signs of demons, of things going bump in the night.

And Giyuu Tomioka did not tolerate distractions.

With a grimace, he drained the last of the broth from his bowl and tossed a handful of change on the counter for payment. He only nodded curtly at the cook in farewell before he set off, ready to do one final patrol through the forest leading to his home before he would return and await his next orders.

The sleepy forest absorbed the sound of his footsteps as Giyuu made his way through the unmarked path he’d established as the final length of his patrol through the small, mountainous region in which he was assigned. Judging by the faint chirps of the earliest birds beginning to sound from the canopy of trees above, he knew dawn was close, and thus, his vigil was coming to an end.

The night had been relatively quiet, and so Giyuu allowed his thoughts to roam to the Shrine at the other end of the forest. He wondered whether its grounds were already abuzz with trainee priestesses and groundskeepers, as they flurried around to take care of their morning duties before breakfast was served.

Truthfully, his mind was only interested in the activities of one particular trainee, but the Water Pillar had no reason to drop by the once-reverent shrine, and so, he decided to stick to his current route, and then he’d make his way back for a few hours’ rest. If anything were amiss at the shrine, one of the crows he’d stationed there would alert him.

As Giyuu began to make the loop that would lead him back to his barren estate, a shift in the wind brought a change in scent from that of the usual dirt-pine-molded earth odor he’d always associated with the woods, to something softer; sweeter.

The Water Pillar frowned as the early morning breeze wafted more of the peculiar scent towards him. The herbal-floral fragrance was out of place amidst the familiar, damp rot of the forest, and it made him uneasy. Giyuu had long since learned that things that were out place usually spelled trouble, and where there was trouble, there was usually demon activity afoot.

That was all it took for him to change his course of action. With a fluid deftness that came only from years of having to tread lightly to avoid being ripped apart, Giyuu moved through the forest towards the source of the scent, it’s pull growing thicker as he drew nearer.

A cursory glance toward the canopy of the forest above him revealed a lightening sky; the stars had long since winked out, and the Water Pillar knew that the sun was well on its way to breaking over the horizon. But until that time arrived, the threat of demon activity persisted, and this unknown scent was far too close to not investigate.

Besides, if there was a demon in this forest, that meant it could stumble upon the Shrine at any moment, and that was a risk Giyuu would not take.

He took off in a silent run, eyes peeled to track any movement in the dark, his ears pricked for the slightest signal of something misplaced — an odd crack of a branch, or the sudden silence of the rising, tittering birds.

As the trail of strange floral perfume grew stronger, so too, did the distinct aquatic scent of nearby water. His eyes narrowed; only a few feet ahead, the trees thinned into a line before giving way to a large gap.

A clearing. One that housed a sizeable waterfall, judging by the telltale sound of roaring water as it smashed into a cluster of rocks below. He eased into a stealthy prowl toward the opening, his body alert and poised to respond to any threat that awaited him beyond the darker of the forest.

But all was quiet; yet, years spent within the Corps had ingrained within him a deep mistrust of silence. And so, Giyuu lingered in the shadows of the trees surrounding the small waterfall as he watched, waiting.

The raven-haired slayer’s attention snapped to a small disturbance over by the bank of the waterfall. The sky had lightened enough that he could make out a figure, clad in white, knelt down in the shallow of the river basin.

Giyuu’s hand drifted to the hilt of his sword, but as his eyes further adjusted, he felt his mouth go dry.

Silhouetted against the faint glow emitting from the waterfall and the rapidly lightening sky, Y/N sharpened into focus as she waded deeper into the pool, a small bucket cradled in her arms.

She was not dressed in her usual, traditional Miko attire; rather, she was clad only in a thin white kimono that clung wetly to her hips as she moved towards the waterfall. She paused at the base of the gentle flow of river from the cliff above, and she pulled a small vial from her bucket that she uncorked with one hand.

The shrine maiden poured the contents of the glass over her head, the liquid too viscous to be water. Giyuu closed his eyes and sniffed the air, and he noted that the scent of herbs and flowers now hung in the air like a thick perfume.

The Water Pillar’s gaze snapped back down to the vexatious Miko just as she filled her bucket with water from the fall. With a grace that he hadn’t realized the young woman possessed, Y/N lifted the pail over her head and tipped its contents over, allowing the water to pour down her frame, drenching her.

A cleansing ritual, Giyuu realized as he watched her repeat the process once more. And a very old one at that; he wasn’t sure many shrine maidens still partook in the rite.

Though, Giyuu supposed, it would make sense that Y/N would not only know of the outdated ceremony, but that she would practice it, given that she’d been raised by a grandmother who insisted on abiding by tradition at all cost.

He hadn’t realized that the mere observation of a cleansing rite meant that its participant would look the way Y/N did, standing in the cool spring, clad in nothing but a thin white gown that the water had nearly turned transparent. The Water Pillar’s worked to swallow around the lump that had formed in his throat as Y/N’s water-soaked kimono clung to her skin, revealing the soft, rounded curve of her backside and the delicate length of her legs that Giyuu hadn’t realized she possessed under the loose layers of her shrine outfit.

Giyuu shifted his weight in the tree, inexplicably enraptured by the Miko’s morning ritual to realize he’d startled a small bird into flight.

Y/N whipped around at the disturbance and the ravenette shrank further back into the shadows, his cheeks feeling bizarrely warm at the sight of the young woman now facing his direction.

Giyuu chanced a glance back at the Miko just as the sun broke over the horizon, its pale golden light reflecting off the calm surface of the spring, casting Y/N in the hoary glow of the cascading waterfall.

She looked…like she did not belong in this world. Her hair hung around her shoulders and down to her waist, and the spray of the waterfall clung to the strands like thousands of glittering stars. Her eyes were sharp and bright as they scanned the tree line for the source, her soft, reddened lips twisted down into an uncharacteristic frown.

Giyuu kept his assessment of her form, so stripped back and vulnerable, confined strictly to her face. It was bad enough that the sight of Y/N, standing in the luminescent water, had sent his pulse skyrocketing; he did not trust what would happen if he allowed his gaze to drop lower, to where that diaphanous kimono covered her chest.

Perhaps there was a perfectly logical explanation for his strange reaction to the image of Y/N, standing in the pool, that had nothing to do with her at all. He wondered whether some of the herbs she’d used in her cleansing oil could impart a physical effect on those exposed to their concentrated fragrance; Giyuu made a mental note to find a casual way to ask her, the next time he saw her.

Y/N turned away from him once more as she began to wade back over to the bank of the spring. Now that the sun had risen, Giyuu could spy the familiar white and red cloth of her kosode and hakama pants, folded in a neat bundle atop a small boulder.

Before the sun could chase away the shadows of the forest and reveal his presence, Giyuu turned away and retreated, willing himself not to ponder on the fact that she’d changed clothes, in the middle of a dark forest, just prior to his arrival.

Though, his commitment to not thinking about how the shrine maiden may have looked as she discarded her usual attire in favor of the flimsy bathing kimono she’d been wearing meant that Giyuu’s traitorous thoughts wandered instead to the memory of her standing hip-deep in the spring. His mind struggled to categorize the mental image of her — she was the same Y/N he’d come to know, and yet, something about her was different, though he couldn’t, for the life of him, figure out what it was.

The word he’d been searching for came to him not long after the sun had fully risen in the early summer sky, just as the sloped roof of his manor came into view.

Beautiful, Giyuu decided. Y/N was beautiful.

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ghostlyforxst · 10 months

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Hi sorry to bother but if your requests are open I’m hoping you can read this? I was wondering if you can write a reaction of the hashiras finding out that y/n was an assassin before becoming a hashira? Like what are their thoughts, are they ok with her, do they still like her, are they afraid of her? Please take your time and no rush :) I hope you have fun with this.

(Ps: her being an assassin is a family thing kinda like Killua from HXH.)

GENDER: Gender Neutral Reader

WARNINGS: Assassin Reader, Slight! Metions of Family Trouble, and Slight! Angst

CHARACTERS: Gyomei Himejima, Sanemi Shinazugawa, Obanai Iguro, Muichiro Tokito, Giyuu Tomioka, Kyojuro Rengoku, Mitsuri kanroji. Uzui Tengen, and Shinobu Kacho

WORD COUNT: 401

A/N- I am still taking request, and I'll make post if I weren't! and of course I can write this for you, so enjoy!

Startled, with a few being slightly more alarmed than shocked, but they are interested and curious—I'm sure quite a few questions are itching to be answered.

If you are currently a hashira and gave brief information about your past to them, then I really doubt they’ll dislike you if all of you were on friendly terms before. But you’ve got people like Obanai and Sanemi, debbie-downers of the hashiras, skeptical and concerned if you would still end in those troublesome behaviors for a quick buck. Within enough time they’ll forget it and notice it wasn’t your fault for being forced by your parents to continue that trade. The rest would simply be the phrase “The past is in the past.” They’ll continue on as before, feeling apologetic and compassion for you after you disclose your story of being ushered into that work by your parents, offering you some comfort as much as they can give.

GYOMEI HIMEJIMA

Tears wettened the hefty man's checks, bowing his head and hands clapped together to pray for your well-being. “You poor soul, I hope that now you can find some peace being amongst us and release yourself from the past.”

SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA

He frowned and scoffed, “how do we not know you’ll not go back to your old ways!?”

But then expresses his apologies after putting some thought to it, “forgive me for being insensitive.”

OBANAI IGURO

He scowled and pointed his finger at you, “and you're a hashira? Hashira defend people, not murder them for payment!”

Obanai won't apologize verbally, but in a way his gaze softens and his actions seem less hostile once you told more about your past.

MUICHIRO TOKITO

Externally unbothered but shocked, then forgets. “The clouds are pretty.”

GIYU TOMIOKA

Unperturbed, though his eyes soften. “I’m sorry to hear that.”

KYOJURO RENGOKU

The time a smile never comes to his face, beside the sympathetic one as he rests a hand on your shoulder. “That must've been hard for you, Y/N. But I'm proud of you and how far you have come. Remember to set your heart ablaze!”

MITSURI KANROJI

Her eyes widen, a mouth hiding her quivering lip, before rushing and embracing you into her arms. “It okay, Y/N. I promise that we see you no different than before, I am happy that you were comfortable to share that with us.”

TENGEN UZUI

He nods his head and pats your head, “that was very flamboyant of you, but no matter what don’t let the past hold your back!”

SHINOBU KOCHO

She smiled softly and rubs your back, “well at least you are out of that situation and are coming into a more stable life with us.”

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censoredhysteria · 12 days

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little thingy i did of my oc and giyuu

closeups under the cut

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i-literally-cant-with-this · 8 months

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A/N = I started working on this a while ago. Like, maybe 3 or 4 weeks. I can see Giyuu going either way on the “making love” or “fucking”. Depending on what mood he’s in, I think he can be pretty gentle or pretty crazy. Either mood is fine with me, I mean, come on now.

C/W = Language, "making love" {I know, ew lol}, mentions of dying but only because things are so good - not literally, oral - both ways, as always, please let me know if I flubbed anything and I’ll fix it.

NSFW under the cut.

Under The Moon

His arms were wrapped so tightly around your waist that it almost hurt.

"Why ... why did you have to go and fucking say that? I told you to never say those words to me."

Giyuu loosened his grip on you and his eyes trailed to the full moon.

"I - I don't care. I will love you until the day my body is nothing more than ash.

Giyuu took a step back from you and put his hands over his face, rubbing the beginnings of tears from his deep blue eyes.

"Come here, please." He said. Though it didn't really sound like a request to you. So you walked a few steps to him and he took your face in his hands.

"What ...?" You asked. The look on his face was so hard to read. You took your chances and leaned in to kiss his lips.

"Y - Y/n. I don't want to -"

"Shut up, Giyuu. Just, just shut up."

You took his sword, that alone was a bold move, and sat it against the nearby tree. Untying his haori you slid your arms into his warmth. Despite the cold, winter air around you, his body was so hot.

He didn't kiss you back at first. For a while, actually. You feel more alone right now with him than you do sometimes when he's gone.

Finally, he started to move his mouth against yours. It was so slow and soft at first that you almost didn't notice through your hard, brazen kisses.

You would do whatever you had to to get him to accept your fates are intertwined.

"Gi- Giyuu ... I w- ... I want you ..." Those words spilling out over the now open mouthed kisses seemed to hit something deep within the stoic Hashira.

He got down on his knees and lifted your kimono to bare your thighs.

"Fuck ... so beautiful." He whispered as his tongue dipped in and out of the soft flesh of your legs.

Your head fell back as his hands ran up under the silky fabric that still covered your ass. He pressed his face into your covered cunt and kissed you. More willingly than he kissed your face.

You reached to untie your kimono and he pushed your hands away.

"Mm-mm. I'll do that when I'm ready." He said in a deep voice.

And so, it was under the starry sky, under the watchful eye of the Gods, that Giyuu accepted your love for him.

He moved so slowly. Like there was no other place in the world he'd rather be. Giyuu took his time as he pushed himself into you. His pace was so torturous, even though he was slow, he was still hard as steel and stretched you out like nothing you've ever felt before.

"Hnnghh - fuck, Giyuu! Please!" You cried out to the sky.

Giyuu didn't say a word. He simply put his arms around you and rolled his hips into yours. You're sure he slowed down. He's memorizing how you feel. You don't mind, not right now. You feel like the moon herself, with the way he's looking at you.

Giyuu starts to pick up the pace and you feel that fire ignite inside of you. His grunts and groans grow in volume as he takes his time and drives you nearly wild.

He fucks you so slowly your voice broke under the strain. You were shaking with your second orgasm as Giyuu released deep inside of you.

You both sat there in the silence of the night. Giyuu's warm breath fell across your skin as you watched the stars move. You felt as if you'd die before morning. You were certain you would.

The two of you got dressed, then headed back to your rooms. He didn't say anything as he helped you prepare for bed.

You laid in bed, on your side and watched Giyuu dress for the night, before he had to leave for his weeks long mission. It broke your heart that he'd be gone for so long.

He didn't say anything, but the look in his eyes made you think he had the same exact thought.

He kissed your lips, your cheek, and forehead before leaving for the foreseeable future.

You spent the first week miserable. You could hardly sleep, you spent a lot of your free time thinking about him and worrying about him.

There were times when you would look up at the sky and swear you could see the outline of a man dancing through the treetops.

The second week was a little better, but you were still constantly thinking about him, hoping for a message from a crow to arrive, or hoping he'd get home a little early.

Week three was just as bad, but it was starting to feel like a bad dream. You began to wonder if you had hallucinated the whole thing. Maybe you were so desperate for his touch that you imagined it.

You felt like your body was betraying you.

He was supposed to be back the following morning. You sat in the kitchen and ate a little rice to keep yourself occupied.

You heard the loud and heavy footsteps of Sanemi as he walked past you.

"You look like shit." He said.

You just gave him a blank stare, you didn't really have the energy for anything more than that.

"Tch. I'll let you know when someone actually gives a shit about what you think." He muttered before walking off.

You weren't expecting the two Hashira that walked through the doors of the butterfly manor. You stood up from your place at the kitchen table and walked over to them, trying not to let your fear show.

"Hello ... we received word that you were the one who took the last mission on your own." Shinobu said.

You just nodded your head.

"We would like to have a word with you about it, if you have the time."

Again, you just nodded.

"It was a difficult mission and took longer than you probably anticipated." She started. "And I have a feeling it's not the last.

You knew she was going somewhere with this and it made you uneasy.

"However, the information you gathered, the leads you managed to acquire, it's a huge help. With the new intel, we've been able to figure out where the last demon is hiding out."

The smile on her face was so slight you almost missed it. But when it happened, it was something that took your breath away.

You didn't know what to do. You were so happy you could cry.

"Soo, hey! ... where's Giyuu?" You asked, trying to sound casual.

Shinobu raised an eyebrow and Mitsuri gave you a confused look.

"He should be here within the hour." Shinobu answered.

It was a while after she left when he arrived. You could somehow hear his light steps all the way from the main hall.

"H-hi ..." You said, trying to smile.

"Hey ..." He said back.

He was quiet as he walked to your room. You looked at him and realized he looked different. His cheeks were slightly red, there was a light in his eyes you'd never seen before.

You looked down at the floor and blushed. "So ... do you want to talk about your mission?" You said.

Giyuu looked at you and shrugged. "I think we should talk about something else."

You didn't really want to argue with him, so you gave in and went to bed.

The next week was amazing. Giyuu spent almost all of it with you, he never left your side unless he absolutely had to.

You'd seen him smile more in the last week than in the previous six months combined.

He came back to your room late one night and sat on your bed.

"What's wrong?" You asked.

"I ... I know you probably think I'm crazy, but I ... I love you, Y/n."

Your heart started to beat so loud in your chest you felt it shake your entire body.

You looked at him and said "You're not crazy ... I love you too, Giyuu."

His face was red, you'd never seen him like this before.

"I - I want to make love to you ... I want to be inside you again.

"I - I ... please." You stammered.

"No - I want it to be special. And not before I have to leave you for weeks on end. We need to wait, though ... we can't. We need to wait until it's just right ... I'm so sorry ..." He said. His voice sounded so broken.

He crawled into bed with you, he wanted to hold you so bad. But he was afraid he would ruin everything if he didn't keep his distance. The heat your body put off as he was near you was almost too much for him to bear. He had to find a way to stifle his unrelenting need for you.

It took him a week of cold showers to calm himself down. It felt like he was going insane. He couldn't stop thinking about you, no matter how hard he tried.

You didn't go to bed until well past midnight. You laid there and stared at the ceiling. You were so in love with Giyuu it felt like it was going to swallow you whole. You closed your eyes and let your mind wander.

The two of you have never talked much about your previous relationships. But you knew he'd had a few and he knew you had none.

It wasn't something either of you needed to say out loud. It was written all over your face, the way you looked at each other, how your hands fit together when you held each other.

He was so deep inside your mind, your heart, and your soul you couldn't help but think, you never wanted him out.

You felt a strong pair of hands on your hips and the heat of his chest on your back.

You could feel his hot breath on your neck. You turned around to see that Giyuu was kneeling on the floor behind you.

You tried to sit up but he put a hand to the center of your chest and pushed you back down on the bed. He started to undo the sash that held your sleeping yukata together.

"Giyuu ..." You said. You weren't sure what you were going to say. But you felt like you had to say something. So you said his name.

He opened the front of your kimono and the chill of the air caused you to shiver. Giyuu put his hands on your stomach and then your breasts. He moved down your body and pushed the cloth down your arms.

"Mm, Giyuu ..." You whined softly, covering your eyes with your arm. You felt him part your legs and lift them over his shoulder. He put his mouth over you, just like you were a woman dying of thirst and he was water.

You bucked against his mouth and whimpered. He pushed his fingers into your opening as he licked your clit. Your hands fell to the bed and you gripped the sheets tightly.

Giyuu looked up at you from between your legs, and you looked back at him. He took his fingers out of you and put them in his mouth. He then reached up and rubbed his thumb against your clit, circling it.

"You taste so good, Y/n ... fuck ..."

Your face was on fire as you watched him. You were getting wetter and wetter. He seemed to take pleasure from the way he could make you writhe around under his touch.

You bunched up the sheets and then started to tug on his hair. You looked up at the ceiling and bit your lip to keep your voice in check. You were so close to an orgasm and he was just getting started.

He moved away, and your body fell around him, disappointed at the lack of his touch.. He hovered over you, pushing your kimono away from your body.

You sat up on your elbows and watched him as he stood and undid his own yukata.

"Giyuu, I ..." Again, you weren't sure what you wanted to say, you knew you loved him, but you couldn't find the right words to say it.

"I know, Y/n. It's ok, I ... I want to make love to you now." He said in a low voice. He lay back down next to you, rubbing his fingers over the small of your back.

You reached out for him and ran your fingers through his hair, then you moved down his body and pushed his yukata off.

You crawled up to straddle his thighs. He put his hands on your hips and helped you move. You kissed his neck, then down to his chest. You spent time there, sucking his nipples until he was squirming and whining under you.

You sat up and ran your fingers down his abdomen until you found his cock. You started to stroke it and his eyes rolled back in his head.

You had seen Giyuu hard and soft many times. But you'd never seen him like this. The man that had never laughed, that you had never seen truly cry, the man that had always been so cold and detached was now gasping and moaning under you. Begging you for more.

You scooted off the bed and got down on your knees. You licked the length of his dick, then swirled your tongue around the head. He threw his head back and let out a deep groan. You took him into your mouth and bobbed your head slowly up and down.

He was so much bigger than you expected. You gagged on him a little as he hit the back of your throat.

He was moaning and twitching underneath you as you worked him. His hands moved to your head and he started to push your head down a little bit.

"Mm ... fuck. Y/n ... Y/n, I -" He said through gritted teeth. You looked up at him and he was panting, his cheeks red, a few beads of sweat sliding down his forehead.

He pulled his hips up off the bed and you took your mouth away from him. You lowered your chin and let a little spit fall from your lips to between your breasts and started to stroke him with them.

"Hhhaaa- ahh - Y/n, fuck! Please -" He groaned out.

You knew what he was asking for and you wanted it as much as he did.

You pulled his cock from your chest and sat down on his thighs. You were a little embarrassed to say that you enjoyed the way he moaned at the whole thing.

You pushed your hips forward, you had to steady yourself a little before you sank down onto him. Your hands rested on his chest to keep your balance.

You sat there for a while, enjoying the way he stretched you out, how warm and hard he felt.

You slowly started to move and you bit your lip as you looked down at him. His fingers were gripping your thighs, his mouth was slightly open and he was looking up at you, his eyes moving from your eyes to your mouth and then down to your bouncing breasts.

You started to move faster, you could feel that pressure building again and you felt so alive you thought you'd die.

"Hah - ahh ... Giyuu, you feel so good." You said. He lifted his hips up and slammed them into you. He was moving in you now, his eyes closed and his teeth clenched.

"Giyuu - Giyuu, I'm so close -" You whined. You could feel it. You were so fucking close.

"Mmm - I love you ... Y/n ... I love you." He said. He put a hand between your legs and rubbed your clit, causing you to let out a deep cry.

You were so close, and he knew it. He could feel your warm, wet pussy clench and wrap around him tighter and tighter.

He watched your body shake with the intensity of the orgasm and felt you spilling over his cock.

He took hold of your waist and flipped you over onto your stomach. You tried to brace yourself against the bed, but he was too quick for you.

You could feel the weight of his body against your back. His arms wrapped around you and his hips pressed into you.

He pushed his cock back into you, making you cry out with pleasure. He started to move in you fast and deep, panting against your neck.

"Fuck, Giyuu, that feels so good ..." You said. He was moving faster, and he was going deeper than before, you didn't know what to do except try to brace yourself as he moved inside of you.

His hot breath against the back of your neck as he slammed into you was sinful. He took hold of one of your legs and pushed it up so that he had an even better angle.

You started to make all kinds of noises. It felt so good, he felt so good you were starting to feel another orgasm coming on. You bit your lip and looked up at the ceiling as Giyuu fucked you

"I'm gonna cum, Y/n, I'm gonna cum inside of you -" He said in a strained voice. He pushed himself deep inside you and you felt him release. His hot, sticky cum filled your tight hole. He fucked you through his orgasm and yours, then he collapsed on the bed.

He held you in his arms for a while, running his fingers up and down your body. Then he got up and cleaned both of you. Then, he came back to bed and pulled you into his arms.

"That was amazing ..." You whispered. You were tired and it was hard to get words out.

"Yeah ..." Giyuu agreed. He didn't know if he could fall asleep yet. He wasn't ready to let you out of his sight just yet.

"Did you ... did you mean what you said? Before, did you mean what you said when we were making love?" He asked.

You turned in his arms so that you were facing him, his face was so close to yours you could feel his hot breath on your lips.

"Every word." You said.

He didn't say anything else. He kissed you softly and you felt the tears rolling down your cheeks.

Giyuu didn't cry. He felt much stronger with you by his side.

"I love you, Giyuu." You said, hoping your voice wasn't as shaky as your hands.

He looked at you, he looked at your face. You were so beautiful to him. He took hold of your chin and tilted it towards his.

He kissed you, and when you kissed back you felt like your heart would explode into a million pieces. His kiss was slow and soft, like the moon shining on your face, you felt like you were a part of him and he was a part of you.

"I love you too, Y/n." He whispered, resting his forehead against yours. "I'm never gonna stop loving you."

You both drifted off to sleep together.

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kimetsu-no-yaiba-writings · 2 years

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Incorrect Quote 9:

Y/N: Treat spiders the way you want to be treated.

Giyuu, nodding with certainty: Killed without hesitation.

Y/N: No.

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themisthemenace · 4 months

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I just swaddled my Giyū plushie for funsies

#giyuu tomioka #kny giyuu #kny giyu #demon slayer giyuu #giyu tomioka #kimetsu giyuu #themis' propaganda

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simplysimpingsimp · 1 year

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Oh man it’s been a year since I last posted 😭 I am so sorry (,: ! Here’s a little one shot scenario (idk what to really call it aside from a one shot)

I had the inspiration to write not too long ago but I was kinda hesitant to post since I haven’t posted in a year but here it is! It’s not my best work and not very proof read so I’m sorry for mistakes (unironically I feel like I already wrote something like this but imma post anyway 😭)

I hope you enjoy and I hope all of you have a wonderful week (:

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💧𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎

💧𝙺𝚗𝚈 𝙶𝚒𝚢𝚞 𝚡 𝚐𝚗!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

💧𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚜 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍: 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢/𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖

💧𝚝𝚠: 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚎

💧𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚘𝚘𝚌, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚔 😭😔

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He trudged along the worn out pavement track to their home. Each step was heavy with the burden he bore as a hashira, one of humanity’s beacons of hope that would eradicate the plague of demons.

Giyu had returned from a mission and was given the time off for completing it — though the time he would receive was short as it was intended for his recovery, he was thankful to have time he could dedicate to his beloved.

Though they weren’t married, he certainly viewed them as his spouse as they were his motivation to move forward and continue the fight.

He thought frequently of how he felt at home in their arms. The gentle caresses and soft words they would give to him when he was feeling doubt in himself, the smile they’d kindly give him when they were in his presence and the warmth they radiated that allowed him to feel vulnerable and emotional.

Often he felt undeserving of the golden heart they carried yet he wanted to preserve it for himself. He felt that they would be better off without someone like him in their life, that they would be better off with someone they could peacefully grow old with and live a normal life with, not with someone who was at the risk of being killed.

Giyu didn’t want them to feel the lingering sense of dread and overwhelming sadness of knowing there was a chance he would never come back one day. Yet he couldn’t bring himself to let them go, not the sunlight that gave him a sense of home.

He knew they would be home because they lived as an ordinary person — a simple herbal medication expert, who hopefully would never have to see bloodshed. He prayed that the day they had to wield a sword and carry a similar burden he did would never come.

As he approached the home, he felt his body grow heavy. He hadn’t realized just how tired he truly was: slaying demons night after night, the things he had seen of slaughtered humans — sometimes he couldn’t wrap his mind on how the human body could be destroyed so easily and yet his expression never changed.

Sapphire blue eyes remained dull at the sight of human agony but it lit the fire in him to destroy demons, the sword he held and swung was the only thing he could do for them in the end.

He opened the sliding door of the small wooden home, quietly stepping inside and heading towards the other side that led to the garden.

Giyu felt the emotional weight lift off his shoulders at the delicate sight of them. Their hair was pinned out of their face with the help of a pin he had given them, a plain slightly worn yukata with the sleeves held back with a thin ribbon tied behind them, soft stains of dirt and water coated the front of the f/c fabric, a look of concentration etched onto their face as they diligently wrote a small note before stuffing it away in their yukata. A small woven bamboo basket filled with harvested herbs neatly bound together and organized was settled beside them as their crouched form plucked out weeds and other unwanted roots into a separate basket for waste.

They stood up with the medicinal herb-filled basket in their hands, a gentle smile on their face while their eyes sparkled at the sight of the vibrant green of incoming blooms and the small purple blossoms on the sprigs of rosemary.

All of their heart was poured into the care they dedicated to their garden as the herbs they grew and harvested were made into various types of medicines that healed local villagers and even some of the demon slayers that would visit them.

Their shoulders seemingly stiffened but immediately relaxed at sensing a familiar presence behind them before quickly turning to face the person.

The basket fell from their hands as they caught sight of Giyu’s disheveled battle worn form. Tears formed in the corners of their eyes, it had been a while since they had last seen him.

“Giyu!” Their voice was laced with shock and some form of happiness at seeing him again as they took hurried steps towards him.

He smiled lightly, a faint glimmer of hope in his eyes as he took a few steps towards them to close the gap and practically collapsed in their arms as they reached him.

Giyu inhaled the soft floral aroma that stained their yukata. He knew from the scent that they had been harvesting the lavender stalks and roses that grew in order to start their drying process.

His own arms embraced their frame as he nuzzled his face into their shoulder. Sapphire eyes became glossy with tears as he held them close.

“I’m home.”

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ᴡᴇᴡ ғɪʀsᴛ ғᴜʟʟ ᴘᴏsᴛ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴀ ʏᴇᴀʀ! ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴏʀ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘᴏsᴛs (: sᴇᴇ ʏᴀʟʟ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ

ɪ ᴀʟsᴏ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴀʟʟ ᴀʀᴇ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏɪɴɢ s3 ᴏғ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ sʟᴀʏᴇʀ!

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broken-spirit101 · 1 day

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Giyu Tomioka Yandere Headcanons

Warnings: Mentions of kidnapping, yandere themes

➼ OMG??? HOW LUCKY ARE YOU??? You must have some insane charisma to pull him.

➼ He's definitely not quiet once he becomes comfortable around you. Never an awkward moment of silence persists between you two. He wants to know all about you. You're one of the few people who talk to him without spouting insults, and he appreciates that a lot. It's almost like he's in love with you- wait, is he?

➼ He could talk to you for hours. The way your eyes light up when you're talking about a topic of interest and how you get so animated- he adores it. He would love to train with you all the time and would insist you guys go on missions together, he treasures the alone time he gets with you. He would buy you gifts every week, that's one of his love languages.

➼ He knows he can't afford to lose you. He dislikes the fact of you putting yourself at risk for saving others. The paranoia of losing someone else could make him distance himself from you, but he knows you're not letting him go so easily. He remains in disbelief sometimes realizing how much you truly care about him. He simply thinks that he doesn't deserve it, but really, he just needs some love.

➼ He's a protective yandere. He must know at all times where you are or he'll lose his mind. Red flag? Potential kidnapping. If he feels threatened by the fact that you might get hurt or something bad could happen to you, he'll do it, no questions asked. He feels as if the thought of you is taking over his mind. Plus, he's a hashira. He can easily do whatever he wants with you, but he won't.

➼ If you're good enough, you can keep your freedom. He's not leaving you alone at the slightest risk of danger.

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favficbirthdays · 3 months

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Happy Birthday

Giyu Tomioka (8th February)

Demon Slayer

#demon slayer: kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #demon slayer giyu #giyu demon slayer #kny giyu #giyu kny #giyu tomioka #tomioka giyu #fictional birthday #february #february 8th

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moumouton4 · 8 months

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The Morning After || Giyu Tomioka x reader

A/n : Prompt 2 of the Smutember 2023 ( the story probably happens post Demon Slayer story since there is a mention of Giyu hanging out with the Uzuis )

The list of promps is HERE

Smutember 2023 Masterlist ⚜

Warnings : no mention of gender for reader, grinding, wall sex but implied, rough sex, first time for Giyu well maybe, besides this fluff fluff fluff, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it

Masterlist ⚜

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

Word count : 925

You didn’t even think you’d ever find yourself in this situation. After all nothing could predestine you to end up like this. You tried to turn around in bed but didn’t manage too, so you gave up clearly sore from all that happened during the night. And what a night 👀😩 Never could you have imagined this of him.

Yes, you two were friends. I mean that’s what you thought since he actually never talked to anyone but you. You didn’t think further either when you started to feel some kind of tension between you too. You just went with the fact that he was protecteur of you because he didn’t want his comrade to get hurt or killed.

One thing though, friends don’t usually grab you by the arm and drag you to their place after you asked jokingly “Wait, you’re actually not inviting me for a tea ?” Friends also don’t pin you against a wall before slowly grinding against you, with that much desperation in their eyes ( if they do well you can guess you’re really close / j / J )

Actually, you didn’t mind it that much. But he looked really red and you wondered if he was doing okay - or if he was some kind of animal in heat. The Water Hashira though, was not doing okay. I mean when he saw you acting somewhat jealous around other women he didn’t think much of it. Until Makio went to talk to him and told him to actually make a move because two like you didn’t exist and it was now or never.

This… wasn't what he had in mind. In fact, he didn’t have anything in mind and preferred to wait. Wait for what ? No one knows. Not even him. But it was without thinking about the pressure that was building higher and higher day after day. He liked you and you apparently liked him back so why not try something. Though spending this much time with Tengen and his wives didn’t help the poor Giyu who actually has no knowledge on bonding and hitting on people ( yes they actually hang out all together post last arch in the canon )

You closed your eyes shut as you felt his erection rubbing on your clothes core. You’ve never even managed to get a glimpse at the outline of his cock through his clothes, but now you were literally having it against you, and you couldn’t help but get eager at what was to come. ( Imagine me whispering this in your ear as a little secret ) He just fucked you like you were a damn toy. You didn’t know if he had any experience before but now after this you still don’t. He is either a sex god or a beginner with great luck.

Anyways, you kept trying to turn over to get on your other side to see what time it was. But you clearly forgot you weren’t home “Stop moving already I’m trying to sleep” you heard a low voice speak behind you. You almost yelped as you felt Giyu’s arms tightening their hold on you. If you recall correctly after, taking from you the ability to walk for two days and probably getting you pregnant, you saw him turning on his side before falling asleep. The truth is that he got closer to you during the night as he started to feel vulnerable about everything that happened. Your warmth and scent gave him a taste of paradise he never encountered and he slowly began to fall asleep.

Now in the morning, you kept struggling against his hold, wanting to see his face, to be sure that really happened. But he didn’t let you as if holding you close with your naked back pressed against his strong chest became a life line for him

“Do you need to get up ?”

“No I just-”

“Are you in any pain ?”

“No”

“Then stay here with me a little more… please”

Your expression softened at his plea. Your hand gently traveled down to meet one of his, before intertwining your fingers “I’m not going anywhere. i just want to see your face” you said with equal vulnerability. And somehow he accepted, allowing you to gently turn around, while his arms were still protectively wrapped around you.

He had a hard time trying to mirror the smile you gave him. Only the corner of his mouth managed to twitch upright. You chuckled softly knowing his antics before pressing a soft kiss against his chest. You heard him take a large intake of air as if he didn’t shove his cock inside you the night before. As you set your head against his broad chest to get some more rest, you felt one of his hands come up to cradle your head. His legs went above yours to pull them closer, while his arm pulled you flush against him.

You both knew that at some point you would have to get up, eat breakfast and get ready to go by your day. Also maybe addressing what happened the day before or even give a label to your relationship. Though his fingers continued to comb through your hair as if time was standing still for you. Letting you bask in whatever bloomed between you. In the back of your head, something was telling you he wasn't planning on letting go anytime soon, now or ever. And somehow he knew it was the same for you too.

#demon slayer #demon slayer smut #demon slayer imagine #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba smut #kimetsu no yaiba imagine #giyu tomioka #giyu tomioka imagine #giyu tomioka x reader #giyu tomioka x reader smut #giyu tomioka smut #giyu tomioka fluff #kny giyu #giyu x reader #smutember 2023 #smut #miri-writes

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starandcloud · 8 months

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Giyuu's playlist for you

Sweater Weather - The Neighbourhood

Shinuoga E-Wa - Fujii Kaze

This is what falling in love feels like - JVKE

As the World Caves In - Matt Maltese

Atlantis - Seafret

High School Sweethearts - Melanie Martinez

Dandelions - Ruth B.

Slow Dancing In The Dark - Joji

Washing Machine Heart - Mitski

Cloud 9 - Beach Bunny

This Is Home - Cavetown

Meteor Shower - Cave Town

Daddy Issues - The Neighbourhood

If I killed someone for you - Alec Benjamin

505 - Artic Monkeys

Sparks - Coldplay

Shameless - Camila Cabello

Soap - Melanie Martinez

Photograph - Ed Sheeran

Just The Way You Are - Bruno Mars

Yellow - Coldplay

Butterflies - Zandaya

All of Me - John Legend

I'm Yours - Jason Mraz

Perfect - Ed Sheeran

We Found Love - Rihanna

Can't Help Falling In Love - Elvis Presley

A Thousand Years Christina Perri

Say You Won't Let Go - James Arthur

#giyuu tomioka #giyu tomioka #kny giyuu #demon slayer giyuu #kimetsu giyuu #kny giyu #demon slayer Giyu #Kimetsu giyu #Giyuu Tomioka playlist #Giyu Tomioka #faeriesberries

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ghostlyforxst · 1 year

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GENDER: Gender Neutral Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere Tendencies, Gore, and Inappropriate Language

CHARACTER: Giyu Tomioka

WORD COUNT: 775

F/N - Friends Name

The iron gate, rusted and raucous, furthered the ghostliness of the graveyard it guarded. It shrieks as your friend nudges it open with their forearm, illuminating the gravestones and leafless trees with their flashlight.

“I wonder, how many people are dead in this graveyard?” F/N queried, stepping forward.

“Hopefully all of them…” You quavered, trailing behind them.

F/N had mentioned ghost hunting to you, you weren't too optimistic about it as they were but you still timidly accompanied them. You both roamed around, peering behind headstones and contemplating your environment for any indications of the paranormal world.

'Snap!'

You yelped and your body jerked into F/N's.

“Get the spirit box!”

You slipped the bag from your shoulders, unzipping it with hesitant hands, and probed around until you found the equipment. “Here.”

F/N flicks the box on, a harsh white noise comes from its speakers, and they ask a question.

“Who is there-”

“Run,” a voice shouts from the spirit box, "he's coming!"

A frisson of fear crept from your face and down to your spine as many voices spoke at once.

“Leave!"

“Leave!”

“LEAVE NOW!”

Then dead silence.

“I think we should leave F/N.” You stammered, stepping away from the box.

They huff and roll their eyes. “Fine, since you wanna be a big fucking baby.”

“How can you not be terrified at..what-”

Your eyes widened and your heart began to thrum wildly against your chest as you stared petrified behind them; lurking behind them was a figure, a masculine figure. His skin was unnaturally pale, as if he was lifeless, and his veins protruded just beneath his skin. His dark hair matted with turf, along with his tattered clothing. With sullen eyes, he glared menacingly down at F/N.

You raised a finger and pointed at the ominous being.

“What is it, Y/N!?”

Before you could even utter a word, the monster's teeth tore through the skin of her neck—ripping out her jugular. Blood spatter ubiquitously; dripping down your face and into your mouth, dousing your hair, and decorating your clothes and the ground.

A scream erupts from your throat, eyes widening with terror and tears, before your legs removed you from the danger that stood before you.

You smeared the blood from your face, breathing erratically as you shove past the forestry and hissed as thorns shred through your clothes and skin. Suddenly you stopped, listening, and then plunged into some shrubbery. Your hands clasped around your mouth as the distant groans became near—out of all the possibilities, it had to be the living dead.

You pleaded mentally for a good outcome, but not all wishes are granted and you were quickly snatched from your hideaway.

"Please," you sobbed, "please don't kill me!"

The zombie snickers, his clouded eyes browsing over your distressed appearance. "Who said I was?"

"You ate my friend, so why wouldn't you do the same to me!?" You shouted as you struggled in his bruising grasp.

"Oh sorry, I was a little hungry." He grinned, showing his blood stained teeth.

Your mouth parted, unsettled, as more tears coursed down your cheeks.

"If it makes you feel better, I'm not gonna eat you." He rolled his eyes, dragging you along with him.

You looked past him, watching as the dense fog lessened and exposed a dilapidated shed.

You pulled at your arm once more, almost tripping as you two stepped up the stairs, but it was no use.

"Please," you begged once again, "please let me go!"

He slammed the door behind him before releasing you, observing you as the ethereal light of the moon doused you. His tongue ran over his chapped lips as he limped towards you.

"You look so delicious covered in their blood, it makes me hungry again." He sighs, scratching his head before plopping down beside you.

You flinch away and huddle close to the dry rotted wall, crying silently.

"I've been so lonely, but not anymore…now that you're here! I haven't felt my heart beat in years, but here it is fluttering like it's alive—it's strange but I like it." He confessed as he placed a hand over his heart, the clothing crinkling as he gripped it.

"What's going to happen to me?" You spoked, almost as if you were whispering.

"You're going to be mine until time ends for you."

Your lower lip wobbled, staring agape. "I refuse, you just ate my friend and I don't know you-"

"Giyu Tomioka." He interrupted, tilting his head. "Your name?"

"Y/N," you frowned.

"Until death due us apart Y/N, but not if I get to you first."

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