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midnightwriter21 · 10 months

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demon slayer hcs: giyuu meeting soulmate!reader

characters: giyuu x fem!kamado!reader, tanjiro x sister!reader, nezuko x sister!reader, sanemi (mentioned), shinobu (mentioned), urokodaki (mentioned)

warnings: blood, family death, fighting, reader is the oldest Kamado sibling

AN: soulmate au where the first words your soulmate says to you is tattooed somewhere on your body!! this is the longest soulmate hcs i’ve written lol

GIYUU

you decide to spend the night over at a friends house late one night

you begin the walk home the next day at around noon

and when you return home you find your entire family slaughtered, laying in pools of their own blood

and your little brother Tanjiro and little sister Nezuko are missing

in tears, wondering what the hell happened and where your siblings are, you fail to notice the men and women approaching your home

when they get to you they explain who they are

they are the kakushi for the demon slayer corps

they check you for injuries and explain what had happened

a demon attacked your family

and your missing brother and sister are most likely dead

in a fit of rage the need for vengeance fills you

and you ask how you can become a slayer

the kakushi bring you to the butterfly mansion where you meet the head of the demon slayer corps

and filled with sympathy for you but sensing your potential, he assigns a hashira to be your mentor

and not just any hashira

The Wind Hashira

Sanemi Shinazugawa

the hot headed hashira with the deepest hatred for demons, the harshest training, and an undeniable disliking towards the water hashira, whom you haven’t met

with just a month of training, you’re headed to the Final Selection

unsurprisingly, due to your training with sanemi, you pass with flying colors

over the course of the next year, you practically fly up the ranks

being sent on several missions, training with sanemi, and of course, still grieving the loss of your siblings, Tanjiro and Nezuko

you become friends with most of the hashira due to your status of being the wind hashira’s tsuguko

but still not meeting the infamous water hashira that your teacher seems to hate

it isn’t until you receive a letter from the previous water hashira, Sakonji Urokodaki

that everything changes

he has heard of your fast progress and skill

and when hearing your last name, he realized that his newest student is your family

your little brother is alive

he passed the final selection

and he’s currently on a mission

a mission that several slayers have died on

a mission that required two hashira due to the amount of casualties

after reading the letter you practically fly out of the wind hashira’s estate

abandoning your daily training

barely hearing Sanemi’s outraged and confused yelling at your departure

running as fast as possible toward the forest that Tanjiro is supposed to be stationed in

you arrive

quickly taking off the head of a demon with the flick of your wrist as you pass by

faintly seeing the outline of a man with a mismatched haori in the corner of your eye

but continuing forward

toward your brother

faster

faster..

even faster…

you arrive

arrive just in time to block the killing blow heading towards your brother..

standing in front of Tanjiro in a defensive position with your back to him

your eyes lock onto the demon that was attacking your brother

Lower Rank 5

one of the twelve kizuki

you are so focused that you can barely hear Tanjiro whisper your name in shock

surely he thought you were dead

turning your head to softly smile at him over your shoulder you say,

“it’s alright, tanji. i’m here now.”

then, you feel a drop land on your face

a drop of blood

you look up to find your baby sister

covered in blood and tangled in the demons webs

a demon herself

in shock you stammer her name

this distraction gives lower rank 5 the opportunity to attack

he launches an attack toward you

you don’t have the time to block it

but you don’t have to

the man you caught a glimpse of earlier with the checkered haori leaps in front of you, blocking the strike

with him taking on the demon, you take the chance to leap into the air and cut the webs holding your sister

catching her as she falls, you can’t tear your eyes from her demonic form

Urokodaki did NOT mention this in his letter to you…

looking up at the sound of a head hitting the floor you realize that the man had delivered the killing blow to the attacking demon

as he turns to walk towards you and your sister, sword at the ready, nezuko stands in front of you defensively

“NO! DONT! SHE’S MY BABY SISTER” you plead, practically in tears

his eyes widen in shock

shock from the revealed information perhaps?

possibly from pity…?

or… is that… realization?

and then, in a split second he moves behind you

and the loud ‘clang’ of two swords colliding reach your ears

he had blocked the sword of another hashira

Shinobu, the insect hashira had attempted to take the life of your little sister

realizing that he was defending you, you took the chance

grabbing your brother and sister by the hand you run

and you keep running until you hear a crow telling you to report to the butterfly mansion with your brother and sister in tow

as you begin the journey to the butterfly mansion, tanjiro informs you of the events he experienced over the last year

in turn, you tell him of your experiences

arriving at the mansion, you are greeted with the sight of the hashira

normally, you would greet the people you call friends but today they are against you

when choosing between your family or your friends

you would choose your family, everytime

glancing between the highly ranked slayers, you see the quiet man in the mismatched haori

and since the only hashira that you haven’t met is the water hashira

you can safely assume that it’s him

when the meeting starts the master announces that both Urokodaki and Giyuu Tomioka have both put their lives on the line to vouch for Nezuko

Giyuu…

that’s his name.

the appreciation and admiration that surges through you at hearing the way he is supporting your sister is unreal

but your admiration is stopped in its tracks by the arrival of your mentor

you physically wince at Sanemi’s hard gaze, drawing an almost unnoticeable puzzled look from Giyuu

after the meeting ends and after a rather loud scolding from Sanemi

you turn to Giyuu and express how thankful you are for his help, and for his support for your sister

and he speaks to you for the first time,

“what kind of person would I be if i didn’t help my soulmate when she needed it.”

at his words, your heart stops

time freezes

your own wide eyes staring up into his calm ocean blue eyes in shock

you are physically frozen in shock

feeling the eyes of the other hashira staring at him he grabs you by the shoulder and leads you away from the prying gaze of the slayers

and then steps away, turning his back to you and pulling his hair over his shoulder exposing the back of his neck to you

exposing his soulmate tattoo to you

“NO! DONT! SHE’S MY BABY SISTER”

printed in your very own handwriting on his pale skin

you somewhat recover from your shock, softly tapping his shoulder to have him face you

and then copying his actions, you turn your back to him exposing the words printed onto your own neck

“what kind of person would I be if i didn’t help my soulmate when she needed it.”

sanemi was NOT happy to hear that his tsuguko is giyuu’s soulmate

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mamayan · 8 months

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Don’t Cry: Part 2

Yandere Giyuu Tomioka x Fem! Reader

I love him so much~

Don’t Cry: Part 1

TW: Yandere themes•NSFW•Lying Giyuu•Slight Violence•Vanilla Sex•Sweet Submissive Giyuu•Fem! Reader•Implied Virginity Loss

I’ve been spelling his damn name wrong and I only realized when I read it in Hiragana and was like “cool cool, I gotta edit my other works of him now!”

Tags: @desi-the-blue-eyed-kakushi @sunandflame @giyuuzas

Once you’d bathed, courtesy of the sweet little girls who aided you earlier, you were promptly put to bed in clean clothes. Your swordsman sitting beside the bed, staring off into space but it was having a human presence which comforted you. The small bed didn’t allow for more than one body, but inwardly you cringed at the urge to drag him into it with you despite how close you’d need to be with him. It might also be because you’d need to be so close. Confusion and embarrassment swirled within you, your mind racing despite your body beginning to give into fatigue. Your eyes were heavy, struggling to stay awake long enough to sort the complicated emotions waring inside of you.

“Giyuu…” your voice was a little hoarse as you whispered his name.

“Yes?” His head turned and looked over at you, demeanor relaxed and confident, his eyes speaking more words than his lips.

Are you alright? You imagined him wanting to ask, but he likely already knew the answer was no. You didn’t ask the multitude of questions you had, because now you weren’t sure you even truly wanted to know. Instead, you asked for something simple.

“Will you hold my hand?” and he watched as your own soft one slipped from beneath the blanket. His eyes were darker in the dimly lit room, cast over by the red glow of the lamp and making his gaze nearly like the bottom of the sea. Black. His skin even paler in contrast.

His hand gingerly moved before it enveloped yours. Larger, warmer, and much rougher than your own. It was like you could safely breathe again with the contact, your tense muscles and knotting insides loosening as you squeezed his hand. He gave one back, looking at you with a half lidded gaze, and for a moment you were struck with envy because how had you never noticed his lashes were so long and thick? He was prettier than he ought to be, but it certainly didn’t lessen the masculine appeal. You briefly remembered, before he’d become twisted and abducted you, a time you’d seen him like a friend. You were more outgoing than him, more willing to speak up and initiate, and in this subtle moment of stillness, you asked a question which seemed both probable and ridiculous.

“Do you like me?” it felt wrong to speak too loudly.

You carefully observed his impassive expression. Giyuu didn’t tell you much nor did his face show how he felt, but his actions were pages in a story itself. He told you through weeks of bringing your favorite foods to you. He told you through small gifts and trinkets. He told you through acts of service and time spent beside you. It just didn’t make any sense. You were certainly the most horrendous creature when he’d taken you prisoner, snide and cruel with your tongue and even cruder with your disdainful actions of dumping hard prepared meals to the ground and stomping them. He was patient though, and while the weeks of isolation occasionally drove you to the brink of madness, you realize it must’ve not been intentional if he’d left to perform his obligations to the people. His burden so heavy and lifted alone.

“Hn,” he nodded, a noise of affirmation which shocked you silly. You truly didn’t expect an actual answer. Possibly just a look, which would leave you micro-analyzing it until you could somewhat satisfy yourself with an answer which proved plausible.

“Why…?” This wasn’t a self deprecating question, you weren’t asking as if you didn’t know your own lovability, but because you never let yourself be as such. Even when you’d first met and the relationship was forming, you’d never left any question that you’d not been looking for a lover. Your actions and words keeping a firm divide between you and everyone else. Especially Giyuu.

So why? Why form the attachment? Why look closer? Why want?

Why save me…? But those words were left unspoken.

His grip tightened around your hand, not painfully, but enough that you realized you weren’t looking at him anymore. Your eyes focused on the edge of the bed. You glanced back up, into those vast pools you wondered if someday might drown you in the sorrow they held.

His lips parted, pausing for a moment, but his brows furrowed and he seemed to have to force the words out.

“Because it’s you,” he murmured, somber tone not letting you become irritated at his vague response, letting him finish instead. “It’s you who reached your hand out first… who was there for me even if you didn’t notice I was suffering…” you hung on every word like a hook to keep you tethered to world around you.

“It was you who told me to live.” His expression changed, looking much like the tragedy he sealed within those dark blue orbs, and it was filled with a kind of loathing.

“Even though I’m weak—,” you wanted to tell him he’s wrong, “-and the people closest to me died while I lived on,” it’s not your fault but the words died in your throat, “—you told me to live.” His eyes were harder, more convicted and less overflowing with the loathing you realized was towards himself.

You didn’t remember telling him such words, maybe it was when you’d found him injured, marks adorning him with what you now realized marked his path on an endless journey of pain and loneliness.

You’d go crazy too. You’d do reckless and self destructive things as well.

You weren’t sure where it came from, fear perhaps? A desperation to believe in him with finally enough evidence to convince yourself it’s not wrong? Whatever the case, carefully you lifted your torso up, the blanket falling off your shoulders as you used your grip on him as leverage to pull him close. Your free hand dug into the fabric of his clothes, clean despite a battle that shook your entire world, as you tugged until he relented and leaned close so you could kiss him.

You should feel wrong. You don’t.

His lips are thin but soft, and he’s pliant as you essentially manhandle him to lean completely over you. His elbows now braced on either side of you as you snake your arms around his neck and let the scary world fade away. You weren’t the sort to hide behind a man and cower, and tomorrow you’d put up a brave front despite the cowardice and fear that has beholden you, but for now you let him drape over you. His presence such a comfort you can’t seem to recall a time it hadn’t been. There was a time, but it wasn’t rising to ruin the moment.

Neither was Giyuu, who was albeit visibly startled, but obediently giving you control as you tested different pressure with your lips.

He seemed to finally find his bearing though, as he broke the kiss and pulled up just enough to connect your eyes again. He was flushed, cheeks warm as he shyly regarded you.

“Is this for comfort or…?” he was hesitant and a look of guilt perhaps flashed through his gaze, but it warmed you further and caused the itch in your chest to spread as you tightened your hold on him to prevent escape.

Not like he was making even the barest attempt.

“Because…” he looked at you with his full attention.

“Because it’s you…” and it was enough. His eyes widening a fraction before you leaned up again to kiss him, this time with more passion. Giyuu didn’t speak or express himself much, but his actions did. This time, your actions spoke, as your fingers moved up his neck and into his hair. He made a noise, deep in his throat, but you were too focused on the softness of his hair. The fluffy thick strands easily allowing you a grip as you gently tugged.

He kissed you back harder, and while it felt a bit awkward, you felt even more desperate to touch him. You’d heard hushed gossip before, the acts between lovers, and you experimented as you licked his bottom lip. The shiver which wracked his body not slipping from your notice as you did it again, and then nipped.

“You…” he sounded slightly breathless, but his narrowing gaze telling as you teased him. You were merciful, as you finally slipped your tongue into his willing mouth, and this time he moaned. The shiver went up your spine this time, the noises he made going straight to your core as your grip in his hair and around his neck increased fractionally. It was odd and sensational all at once. His tongue not as aggressive or dominant as yours but still responsive and eager as he kissed you back, his hands still perfectly where he left them.

It was you exploring him. Hands softly trailing down his back, before moving over his shoulders and chest, the hard plains of his body undeniable.

This was not cold and stoic Giyuu, cruelly leaving you all alone. This was warm and responsive Giyuu relinquishing to your desires as you eagerly arched your back to press closer to him even as a zap of pain shot up your ankle.

It was easy to ignore as your body heated up, fingers gripping and tugging as you pushed his haori off his shoulders.

He pulled back fully, having partially fallen out of his chair and onto you at this point, taking his haori off completely and setting it gently in the chair as he fully climbed above you to settle. Silent and balmy, his eyes without a single ripple in the sea they held in their depths. His black uniform, one which you realized matched everyone else’s, was rumpled and creased from your pulling at the fabric.

You let your hands wander, up his forearms, over his collarbone where his hair was spilling out of the tie he used to keep it back, and around his neck. He didn’t stop you or pull away, as you let his pulse beat beneath your hands and for a moment, you felt like you held his heart between your fingers.

“I hated you…” you confessed softly, and while you felt more than saw him flinch, he didn’t move or speak besides that.

“I thought you were crazy, cruel for taking me without permission and even crueler when you’d leave me alone for so long but…” your eyes flicked up to meet his, pooling with guilt and sadness. “Giyuu, do you think we could start over differently?” Your hands roamed the smooth skin of his neck up to to cup his jaw. His lips were set into a firm line, dark gaze serious as it locks with your own.

He seems to melt in your hands, his eyes nearly closing completely as he leans a little weight into you. He resembled a cat momentarily, those upturned eyes a bit sharper when not fully open.

“I would be grateful… to love you not so shamefully.” Your heart nearly stopped at such a confession.

He said love… not like.

Did you love him? It felt difficult to breathe, as you answered yourself easily.

No. You didn’t love him. In truth, there was a deeper part of you terrified of him, because he possessed strength and skills which rendered you pathetically at his mercy. If he were weaker, you’d have escaped him long ago. No, you didn’t love him, but when he let you do as you pleased with him… well, you certainly liked him like this. Pretty and obedient to what you wanted. Relaxed and languid like a juggle cat, silent and graceful but watching.

As you pressed yourself up against him, whispering in his ear your request, he didn’t hesitate with you. Gentle as always, he switched your positions, careful of your injured foot as he settled you atop of him. You got to look down on him now, the light shifting to brighten his features and ease the sharp lines and shadows which cast him in a dangerous atmosphere.

He looked… harmless like this. As if he hadn’t slaughtered a demon like one might swat a fly.

You knew logically you shouldn’t be doing this. As your hands move over his chest, more intent on removing clothing than anything else though. Deftly popping buttons and opening up his top, a smooth pale chest revealing itself to your eyes.

Your brain cried that you were simply touch starved, shocked and slightly traumatized from the events of the last day, and completely run by hormones and pent up frustration.

You were not thinking with your brain tonight though, not as your eyes drank in the sight of the beautiful male beneath you. His flushed skin, heavy breathing and somewhat shy gaze was enough to have you feeling ravenous.

“Sit up,” you murmur softly, pleased as he listens, letting you remove his top and push him back down, climbing a bit higher to return your lips to his. He’s littered in old scars, some more silvery and healed than others, his body refined by tightly corded muscles which had no give. He was harder than steel yet incredibly soft where he wasn’t marred by either training or demons. You kissed him deeper and with more meaning now, and as you cupped his cheek to turn his head, you delighted in the husky groan he released as you licked and sucked at his neck. His shiver leading you to an especially sensitive area, where you mercilessly left your mark.

As you sat back on him more fully, aware of the dull throb of your ankle and grateful for the extra medicine you’d been given, you take him in. He’s more covered in softly sucked bruises and little bite marks than scars anymore, unable to hide the reddened skin as he looks up at you patiently, docile gaze betrayed by the death grip he has on the bed sheet. Visibly struggling not to touch you too.

It wound you up tighter.

“You can’t touch me until I tell you to.” He hadn’t and likely would not even if you didn’t vocalize it, but he didn’t miss the teasing glint in your eyes. His smile indulgent and contagious as he nods, staying perfectly still as you loosen your robes and allow the top to slip away and reveal your upper body. Giyuu took a sharp intake of breath, lips parting as you allow him to take you in.

Less embarrassed by his reverent eyes.

“So pretty…” his praise further emboldened you, as you teased him further by touching yourself. Your hands dragging up your stomach and to your breasts, where you lightly rolled your nipples as they hardened. He wasn’t blinking. The once cool room becoming much, much warmer with you both radiating heat and unrepressed lust. You moved gently down his body, cautious with your own as you settled your center directly over his erection still covered by his pants.

“Ngh,” he huffs, his head digging into the pillow as you grind down, clothes and friction your ally as you murmur in pleasure.

“Feel good Giyuu?” You’d abandoned your teasing show in favor of chasing the ache building inside you. You could tease him later, maybe tie his wrists and see how confident you became as you made him beg for you, but you wanted more now.

“It does, you do,” he quickly affirmed, his eyes a bit hazy as they look up at you. Your image reflected almost like a mirror through his glassy eyes. He couldn’t help bucking up from beneath you, putting a little more pressure and it earned him the gift of hearing you moan.

The first trickles of pleasure addicting as he did it again.

“Stop.” He stilled, looking a bit startled and cautious before you smiled in reassurance. Although it wasn’t comfortable and your muscles were stiff and achy, you held your weight off of him so you could work at the tie keeping his pants up. “I’ll do it.” You assured as you caught his hand move to help out of the corner of your eye.

“Hn,” he quickly set his hand back where it was, though his punishing grip on the sheet returned.

You didn’t love him, but if he stayed like this beneath you, it wasn’t difficult to imagine such a day would come sooner rather than later.

Your previous interactions always wrong because you never took lead and it was painfully obvious now that he was waiting on that. The only lead he ever took was taking you, and the reason being your safety above all else was difficult to hate.

He took your nonverbal cue to lift his hips, letting you drag his opened pants down along with his undergarment.

His cock was just about as pretty as him you noted. Your body slightly trembling as your arousal spiked, hand confidently gripping him in your fist as he jolted and choked on a moan.

“Ah,” he grit his teeth, your grip not very tight but it was the sensitivity of his cock which heightened the sensation of having you touch him.

“So pretty Giyuu, am I hurting you?” Your tone nearly purred as he takes you in.

He didn’t say it out aloud. He didn’t say a lot of things out loud, but this was the most animated he’d ever seen you. Gaze hungry and full of want and it was directed at him. Your teasing smile and soft hands were all for him in this moment. He felt like he was floating, as you began a steady pump, plump little tongue darting out to wet your lips and he felt mildly shameful as a whine left him. The image in his mind filthy as he struggled to stay still like you’d told him. To not touch you even though you looked so soft and he was damned because he wanted to hold you close.

You’d never been so forward with him, and it solidified every action he took as right, because this felt too wonderful to be wrong.

He was sweating, struggling to think and if he wasn’t so good at controlling his breathing, he would’ve came already.

His lips quivered but his watery gaze would not look away as you slid your fingers up his cock, following the velvety skin and slight curve of it, and only dancing the tips over the head of his cock before falling down over a vein which had his muscles locking painfully to stay still.

His face was even redder holding the noises in.

“Do you like when I touch you Giyuu?” You whispered to him like lovers might exchange secrets.

He shook, stoic facade gone and replaced by a young man terribly desperate for more and entirely unsure how to get it.

“Hn, y-yes, but—,” he couldn’t speak and not let out the moans and loud puffs of air escaping his lungs. He truly couldn’t look away at you smeared his precum over his cock and used it as lubricant to better stroke him.

“But…?” You drawled, head tilted cutely and he was mildly baffled by how calm and steady you looked now. Like the roles were entirely reversed, and it set his heart pounding aggressively within the confines of his chest. He felt nervous but excited, because despite all else, your eyes were on him. Your hands were on him. You were quite literally on top of him. He couldn’t want for much else.

Your hand stopped moving, and he could care less of shame or embarrassment as he whined pathetically. He was nearly tearing holes into the mattress.

“Please,” he choked, nearly dying in relief when your hand once again moved only to stop again. His heels dug into the bed.

“Please what Giyuu? You need to use your words right now.” He felt this might’ve been revenge, for all the times he’d been unable to answer you in the past, but now if he didn’t answer then there were consequences. Like your hands not being on him.

Words seemed a lot easier when given an ultimatum.

“Please don’t stop touching my cock and please don’t stop touching me,” it was said in pure desperation and with such conviction it startled you. Your pretty eyes widening, and Giyuu felt flooded with emotion as you became even more vibrant above him. Your smile so lovely it would’ve dropped him to his knees if he were standing.

The smile he was always so desperate to protect and keep entirely to himself. He’d given up long ago on the notion of letting you go. He couldn’t. Not then and especially not now as you tightened your grip and began stoking him again.

He truly lost it when you lewdly spit down onto him, slicking his cock up further until an audible squelch filled the small medical room as you pumped him closer to his finish.

“Such a pretty cock, it really matches you Giyuu. Look, your face is as red as the tip,” he couldn’t stop himself.

“Please let me cum, I need—fuck, ah, please,” his scrunched up features lovely, and you couldn’t help tightening your grip as you grinned.

“Okay Giyuu, go ahead, make a mess.”

Your permission and actions had his hot cum flooding from the tip and coating your hand and himself. The raw pleasure leaving him shaking and lost as he moaned and panted, eyes widening almost panicked because your hand was still moving.

“—!, wait, please—,” he almost broke and touched you, to grip your wrist and remove it from him as the pleasure became borderline painful.

“No, you can come again.” The firm way you spoke made him squirm, gritting his teeth as his face twisted and he really did come again because it was too much. His hiss of pleasure and pain delirious as his eyes shut to block any further stimuli. He came less, but still his seed seeped out and over, you released his cock and watched a pearly bead slide slowly down his shaft as it lay against his abdomen now. Smearing his own release on his stomach.

His eyes were teary, tired, and so precious.

“You did so good,” your praise and sugary tone filled him with warmth.

His answer filled you similarly, “Thank you.” His voice a little hoarse. His gratitude open and honest as you leaned over him to kiss him again. Softer and sweeter than your earlier teasing and overstimulation.

You could feel him hardening again beneath you, twitching as you swirled your tongue languidly with his own, pulling back occasionally and adoring how quickly he followed.

It made your subconscious relax, to have this man submitting for you.

You didn’t touch him, instead carefully leaning on one arm and using the free one to untie your robes completely and let them slip off your waist. Leaving you as naked as him.

You didn’t let him look, too lost in exploring his mouth and breathing him in. His minty scent more muted after mixing with his sweat and making him have a deeper woodsy quality to it.

Your hand, still sticky with his cum, moved to lightly trace over your clit. The spark of pleasure sharper as you moaned into the kiss, Giyuu’s own groan following as he realized what you were doing.

He broke the kiss this time, but his face was so desperate and eager as he begged.

“Let me, please, I want to touch you too—,” you cut him off.

“No.” You smirked, loving how enthralled he looked as he watched you touch and tease yourself. You were already so wet, just from making him feel good and fall apart for you. The low wet noises of you running your fingers through your folds and testing a finger inside your hole clearly audible thanks to his good hearing. Watching was different though, as you stuffed yourself with two fingers, despite his own being wider and longer.

It took him a moment to realize which hand you used.

“Fuck,” he nearly snarled, face scrunched in a look of both agony and euphoria.

“Do you like seeing me use your cum to finger myself?” Your throat felt tight, the lewd act turning you on further as he seemed to struggle.

“You’re so beautiful, fuck, I need to touch you please,” he didn’t say aloud that he also wanted to cum inside you too. A small part of him nervous it’d drive you into denying him to further to make him beg more. “I want to feel you now, so use me…please,” your steady movements inside your pussy stopping as you considered his offer. An idea formed.

“Give me your hand,” you ordered, and his right was in your awaiting palm in an instant. You gripped his wrist, drawing his hand to your wet heat and smiling even as you moaned and shivered, his gaze too focused on your directions.

You let him slip in one finger, and then another, sighing into the stretch and rocking your hips forward.

“Can you stay still?” You asked.

He nodded, though most of his focus was elsewhere as he relished the feeling of your tight hot walls pulsing around his fingers and squeezing.

You less bounced and more rolled, letting his long fingers touch and reach where you previously could not, as your free hand moved to your clit. You moaned freely, not mindful in the least because your room was so far removed from the the rest of the mansion it hardly mattered. It felt so good, and when his fingers shifted just a little to curl more comfortably, they hit the perfect spot that had your toes curling on your uninjured foot. “Oh, Giyuu, don’t move,” you felt close, your own fingers playing with your clit and hastening your release.

You came hard, your head thrown back as your hips shook.

Giyuu’s hand was soaked in your release, fingers still obediently inside you and still as you came down from your high.

The pleasure slightly washed by pain, your ankle throbbing but you couldn’t bring yourself to stop. Not when everything felt right like this. Giyuu was similarly mesmerized, your figure above him riding through your orgasm and the way your cunt clamped and spasmed around his fingers making him even hotter. He wanted to feel that around his cock too.

“My love,” his saccharine words caught your focus, heavy eyes tiredly but kindly regarding him. That was everything to him, the festering wound in his heart from all your previous rejections seeming to heal with just that look. “May I…? Please, I want to be inside—ah,” you either took mercy or lost patience, not entirely sure. You wrapped a hand around his cock and easily lined yourself up, his blue eyes widening as you let yourself sink down.

Giyuu doesn’t have a cock which instills fear or disappointment. Though much thicker than than he is impressively long, he still stretched you almost painfully as you took him inside of you. You panted, taking each inch slowly as your sweat slid down the curve of your spine and cooled. Despite the pinch and mild initial discomfort, the image of Giyuu beneath you looking ruined made it all worth it. He seemed to be both suffering and ascending, muscles taunt and he finally did tear the sheet.

“Fuck so tight, ngh,” he nearly bit his tongue when his tip touched the farthest point inside of you, kissing your cervix gently. His voice pitched higher than normal, almost boyish in quality as he fought to keep his eyes open and on you. He didn’t want to look away, to miss the way your own face scrunched and struggled for a moment. Then you settled and stilled, gooey walls encasing his cock like a hot vice and driving him wild.

“Please please, I need—,” he would’ve given you his damn life if you asked for it at this point. When a few warm tears finally escaped their pools, you chuckled and reached out to wipe them away.

“Okay, you can—mm, you can touch me now.” It was nearly amusing how relieved he appeared. His normally impassive expression so far removed from this man now. He was extremely expressive it seemed, when he was being overwhelmed with pleasure.

His hands were tentative as they ghosted over your outer thighs, the clammy feel of his palms adorable when he finally used pressure to hold on to your hips.

He didn’t do anything further than let his hands slide over your skin, over your stomach and up to your breasts where he mimicked how you touched yourself earlier. It had you bearing down and making him moan and twitch beneath you. It felt better, the sensation of being so full no longer as alien as you tested with a roll of your hips.

It earned you both a shock of pleasure, your moan deeper than his own.

You did it again, before finally using what little strength you hand in your legs to lift and sink down onto him.

“You’re so deep Giyuu,” you still had energy to look victorious though. Pride sparkling on your face as you grinned, looking too cheeky and lovely for your own good.

You set a very slow rhythm, not out of choice but more because it was all you could offer. Giyuu didn’t seem to mind, his flushed cheeks and reddened eyes looking directly up at you as you moved. The sticky and warm wet mess coating you both from your releases making the glide smooth and painless.

It dried a bit on your inner thighs and cooled on his heavy balls as you moaned and used his chest as leverage to lean your weight onto him. Your shaky movements slowing further as you lost your breath. It felt amazing now, but frustration mounted the harder it seemed to become to chase your release. Your body too exhausted and weakened to contribute as you liked.

You shouldn’t have been as shocked as you were when he spoke. “Can I move too please my love?” He wasn’t looking for control, but to ease the furrow in your brow as you trembled from muscle failure. You nodded in relief, moaning happily as his hips shifted to hit even deeper and began to buck beneath you. He didn’t ground you further to him though, despite being tempted to do so. His hands on your hips shifted to lightly rest on your ass and no more. He still kept the languid pace you’d originally set, and you cried out as the tension inside of you grew higher. You did your best to move with him, expressing how pleased you were with small kisses across his chest and neck, moving to finally take his lips as one hand tangled in his hair again.

The light wet noises of your bodies moving echoed, the sloppy kiss you shared matching in intensity as you breathed and relished in his choked whines and gasps.

“You feel so good…” he murmured against your lips, cock twitching and aching to spill inside you, barely holding off release to feel you tighten and come apart too. “Please, I’m close, may I…?” His voice husky.

“Giyuu too, your cock is so warm and thick. Do you want to cum inside me?” He moaned, burying his face in your neck as you giggled and gasped when his tip hit a new spot inside you. “Oh yes, right there—,” you ground down to force him harder into the spongey area, his breathing getting deeper and more strained as he worked to move his cock in that spot exactly how you wanted it. “Fuck, love, I can’t— please let me cum,” he was close to crying again, really and truly ready to sob because it hurt to hold off.

“Harder, so good for me Giyuu, not yet—I’m close,” your praise made his head dizzy, but when you said you were close and finally did come, he nearly passed out because he forgot to breathe. Hot tears spilling again as he bit his lip hard enough to draw blood.

“Yes,” you moaned long and loud, “—go ahead and cum, that’s it, fill me up baby,” you weren’t sure where this side of you came from. Whether it was innate or because he seemed to crave it, it hardly mattered. You encouraged him as you came apart, feeling his cock twitch and pulse as he whined and let go at last.

White hot pleasure flooded you both, but you more literally as he came inside and his hips stuttered up into you even deeper. His pubic bone and hair digging into the sensitive skin of your clit and driving your pleasure higher.

You collapsed against him, limp on his chest as he caught his breath and came back to earth.

Giyuu noted you were completely asleep. Breathing even and your features relaxed.

He allowed himself to hold you close for a few minutes, basking in the heaven of having you willingly in his arms.

His hand coming up to trace your jaw and cheek, then your nose and lips. His smile so real and genuine as he looked at you.

You were cleaned up thoroughly, a warm clean cloth used to get you both semi-decent as he redressed you carefully. You didn’t even stir.

He felt mildly guilty he kept you awake like this, but too happy with what occurred to feel much else. Once he’d cleaned up, ignoring the holes he created in the fabric of the bed, he placed you once more on his chest to sleep, his hand moving over your head to pet your hair down as listen and feel your heart beat against his own.

He’d done something terrible to you again, but really, he couldn’t muster up the same feelings of guilt he once felt in the past.

Your ankle would heal, and the priest was a necessary evil. You were safe in his arms now, weren’t you?

#Demon Slayer #Giyuu Tomioka smut #KNY Giyuu smut #18+#Yandere Giyuu Tomioka #Sub! Giyuu Tomioka #Fem! Reader x Giyuu Tomioka #yandere Giyuu x reader #x reader #kimestu no yaiba #kny Giyuu Tomioka #kny yandere #water hashira #part 2 #I finally spelled his name right

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avengersassemble123 · 2 years

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POST MARRIAGE/DOMESTIC AU! GIYUU TOMIOKA PART 3

Part three finalllyyy hereeeee.

Your daughter is your both's whole world.

Whenever shr would cry at night, you both would take turns to take care of her.

Giyuu would slightly lovingly smile at his little joy whenever he looks after her, or even looks at her.

Would bring gifts for her whenever he went to a different village for his work.

At first he would have difficulty but after a few days, Giyuu would get used to it and would effortlessly take care of your baby with his one hand, which makes you adore him.

"Wow giyuu, you really are a great father."

*blushes slightly* "thank you dear."

He would spoil her but also be strict enough to teach your daughter etiquettes and manners.

I guess we all expect it to come but 💕✨DADDY'S GIRL✨💕

Your daughter unlike Giyuu, has your personlity

But she adores her father.

Auntie Shinobu and Aoi would defo gift her beautiful butterfly clips.

Auntie Kanao and Kanae would shower her with flower accesories like shinobu.

Nezuko and Mitsuri would give her beautiful dresses.

Gyomei would gift her with different cute bracelets, which your daughter wears it almost everyday.

Muichiro and Genya would give her stuffed toys.

Rengoku gives her brand new toys, which are the latest in stock in stores.

Uzui and his wives would give her beautiful accessories and dresses, even bringing over your daughter her favourite food items which were homemade by his wives himself because he believes in flamboyance

Sabito and Makomo would gift her with beautiful small toys, that are durable and will last long. Would also give some children's books for her to enjoy. The most spoiling uncle and aunty asides from uncle Uzui and aunty Hina, Makio and Suma.

Your daughter likes to braid and play with both of your hairs.

Giyuu likes it when his daughter plays with his hair, and would wear the hairstyle made by her, the whole day.

Would go grocery shopping or to work, people will stare at him sometimes for the messy hairstyle, he doesn't care tbh, its made by his precious daughter after all.

When your daughter turns four, a son is born to you both.

Since giyuu already has a daddy's girl, you have a mama's boy.

Your son will cling to you or will always follow you around the house.

Holds your hand and almost never leaves it unless you say so, when you both are out.

Safe to say your son got his father's personality.

If you play with your kids alone, your daughter would play with your hair and your son leaning on your lap.

If giyuu plays with them, the your daughter is sitting on his lap, while your son hugs him from behind. And if you both play with them, then its literal heaven for them.

Giyuu at first did not want to let them know about the corps and demons. But if course they were bound to know about it someday.

"Daddy, why do you have only one arm?" your daughter asked curiously, making your son join her too.

Giyuu hesitated at first, making excuses. But he finally told them the truth one day.

"Daddy is so cool!!"

"I want to be like daddy!!"

"I will fight like daddy!"

"Dont worry daddy and mommy. (daughter's name) and I will protect you two.)

Giyuu who thought that his children would no longer like him, now had tears in his eyes at his children's reaction, you slightly chuckling and leaning your head against his shoulder , both of your hands holding each other.

Giyuu hugged you three, and didnt let you go for quite a while.

When your kids were asleep, you two were getting ready for bed too, when Giyuu said, "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For the happiness and joy..everything you've given me.

Giyuu did not take it well that his children were growing up.

Giyuu always showed his true emotions, smiles and laughs to his family. Except one time, when he showed his signature emotionless face.

"Youre not courting him. Thats it."

"Daddy!" "Giyuu!"

He is protective af.

You took console in ur son who was the quieter one. Even he was protective of his sister but less than his dad.

You: "Giyuu atleast listen to your daughter once."

Giyuu:"Fine. Who's the boy?"

Daughter:"Its Kaito."

You: "Isn't that Sabito and Makomo's son?- Giyuu where are you going?"

Giyuu: To visit my ex best friend.

"Giyuu come back!" "Daddy no!"

It took the two of you and some help of your son to hold him back. His hashira training still intact inside him.

Sabito and Makomo, along with their children, were invited the next day to your house. Sabito laughing his ass off. Makomo giggling, while Kaito meekly rubbed his neck in embarassment, his sister Akua, laughing her ass off just like her dad and teasing her brother, while your daughter blushed.

Giyuu almost smacking Sabito and glaring continuosly at Kaito, who was nervously swearing under his gaze. You, Makomo, Makomo's daughter and your kids chilling with each other on the other side.

Giyuu finally gave the permission for courting, maing your daughter thank you both profusely, Giyuu slightly smiling at her happiness but also sad that now she has another man that she will give more importance to.

You two were getting ready for bed when you noticed his slump form.

"She has grown too fast. She used to play with me the whole day and spend time with me, go to places with me, but now she wont be with me anymore. Sh would always come to me for help and take care of her, but now she has another man to do that for her."

Your eyes looked lovingly at your husband's almost teary eyes, hugging him tightly and whispering to him, "Yes she is grown up, and gotten out of our grasp quick. But she will always come to your help no matter what. For her, you will always be her dear loving father and for you, your baby girl. And a father is always the number 1 man in a daughter's life, because that's one of the only men, who will never leave her side and break her trust."

Giyuu let out a sigh, few tears falling on your clothes, but a gentle smile adorning his face.

Yes. This is his family. This is his world .

Okkkk so here's the finall parttt. I really hope you guys like it. I wanted to make this emotional so fingers crossed that it worked.

Requests are open!! Feel free to ask/Dm/comment

Which fic/headcannon/imagine should i write next? (I was thinking maybe Rengoku)

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1-800-c3dr1c · 2 years

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PRIVATE SHOW | Giyuu Tomioka smut headcanons [more will be added as I go along/let me know what headcanons of yours you’d like me to include]

Which Hashira should I do next?

“you got my adrenaline pumping when you stand so close!”

TAG LIST : @meslerizinglymari | @erikspartnerincrime [ask to be added]

— Giyuu is unreadable when it comes to having actual sex. Unless he ends up becoming overstimulated and pleasured really well, his expression is usually blank.

— Giyuu tries his hardest to pleasure you over himself. He takes it slow, always asking if you’re okay, if you need him to stop, or anything else.

— Whenever he does accidentally end up hurting you, he will profusely apologize and ask if you’d like to stop.

“Shit, I’m so sorry, my love..I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

— Giyuu is a soft dominant. He takes amazing care of you during sex, always making sure that you’re comfortable before he does anything else at all. Of course, he will always ask for your permission for everything too.

— Giyuu is a bratty submissive. He won’t admit he likes to be taken control of by you unless you end up giving him so much pleasure that he can’t take it.

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malachiexists13 · 10 months

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CHARACTER/S: Giyuu Tomioka [He/Him] x Yuutsu (OC) [She/Her] PROMPT/GENRE: Protecting Someone/Love Confession ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP: Acquaintances/Mutual Pining REQUESTED BY: @nunezs-stuff WORD COUNT: 700+ //TW: - Description of Violence; Sanemi being Sanemi (rude/projecting onto others); Cussing;

DISCLAIMER: This was written by a minor, someone under the age of 18. If that makes you uncomfortable, please DNI and keep scrolling.

NOTES: Part 2 to Depths of Disparity. I don’t usually do part 2s for my oneshots but this seemed interesting enough to write. I probably won’t write a part 3 though. Same situation as before, Yuutsu does not belong to me and these characters are probably a bit out-of-character but oh well. Also I didn’t know whether Yuutsu is supposed to be a Hashira but in this, she’s not written as one. Sorry if she was supposed to be–

SUMMARY: Yuutsu, a gentle and sweet looking girl. But not even she would stand idly when someone insulted the one she loved. Even if that someone was the second strongest of the Demon Slayer Corp.

PREVIOUS PART: Depths of Disparity

AO3: Unfiltered Honesty

Sanemi Shinazugawa; the Wind Hashira was a man of excellent skill and strength but poor temper. He was quick to think the worst of others and his fellow Hashira were no exception, especially the Water Hashira, Giyuu Tomioka. It had slowly become routine by this point. Shinazugawa hated how quiet Tomioka was, and how he rarely interacted with others. He often antagonized the man, calling him arrogant and accusing him of having a superiority complex… All because Tomioka claimed to be ‘different’ from the other Hashira. A poor temper, indeed.

It was something that Tomioka tried to ignore. After all, it was completely useless to argue with someone who had already made up their mind about something. And, a part of Tomioka believed it was better if Sanemi hated him as much as he acted. But it would seem today was no different.

Ubuyashiki-sama had decided to send both Tomioka and Shinazugawa out on a mission. A disaster waiting to happen, really. Shinazugawa was less than pleased to be informed that out of all the Hashira to be sent on a mission with, it was with Tomioka. “Ugh, this is awful…” the Wind Hashira groaned as they stood outside Headquarters. Tomioka stood awkwardly off to the side, choosing to stay silent. But that didn’t stop Shinazugawa from directing his anger towards him. “I mean, seriously? I have to be sent on a mission with you of all people?”

“It’s disrespectful, that’s what it is. And–” Shinazugawa continued on, ranting and raving about how much he didn’t want to do this. But Tomioka slowly tuned him out, having noticed Yuutsu off in the distance. She was walking along the path with her umbrella in hand, seemingly to enjoy the scenery. Everything around Tomioka seemed to freeze as he watched her, completely entranced by her and her alone. But the daydream didn’t last long.

Tomioka was roughly dragged from it; Shinazugawa had grabbed onto the collar of his uniform as he glared at him, “Are you even fucking listening to me?! What’s got you so distracted– oh,” Shinazugawa looked over his shoulder and spotted Yuutsu. “Her? You’re actually into that dumb and naive girl? Pfft– she may be stupid, Tomioka, but she’d never love a pathetic and arrogant ass like you. Get that into your thick skull.”

An awkward silence filtered into the air. Tomioka said nothing. What could he say? He could argue that Yuutsu wasn’t stupid, that she wasn’t dumb or naive. …But everything else Shinazugawa had said was true, wasn’t it? “Hey! Do you really have nothing to say for yourself?! You–” “Shinazugawa-san, I suggest you take your hand off him.” Both men blinked in surprise; neither had even noticed Yuutsu approaching them. But there she stood, staring at Shinazugawa expectantly. Tomioka had never noticed how… little emotion her eyes carried.

“And? It’s none of your business. It’s a matter between Hashira, so scram.” Shinazugawa glared at her, but she didn’t falter. Instead, Yuutsu grasped Shinazugawa’s wrist, her grip tightening as she harshly yanked his hand off of Tomioka– a crack sounding subtly yet noticeable by the look of pain on Shinazugawa’s face. Tomioka’s gaze widened– had Yuutsu just broken Shinazugawa’s wrist?

That’s when he noticed the intense anger in her eyes as she stared down the Wind Hashira, still holding tight to his wrist as her tone lowered– “Call me dumb, stupid, naive, whatever–! But you will not insult the person I love.” Shinazugawa yanked his hand away and held his wrist, “Fuckin’ psycho… Fine! He’s your problem now,” Without waiting for a response, Shinazugawa walked off, leaving Yuutsu and Tomioka.

Tomioka stood frozen in place. Was he afraid or in awe? He couldn’t tell… The girl he loved so deeply had just defended him but also broke the wrist of the second strongest Hashira, not only that but she had also admitted to loving him, too. The feeling of joy that welled up in his chest– a feeling near-unfamiliar… One he did not deserve to indulge– no, he couldn’t– “I apologize for scaring you, my love, but–” Yuutsu’s gentle voice broke Tomioka from his reverie. She stood before him, umbrella in one hand and the other held out towards him.

“Please stand under the umbrella, it looks like it’s going to rain.” Tomioka blinked, then looked up at the slowly darkening sky before looking back to Yuutsu. He hesitantly took her hand in his, giving a small smile as he moved to stand beside her. Perhaps… Perhaps indulging just this once would be okay.

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weeweeboy-archived · 2 years

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𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐎 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓

SPOILERS AHEAD

Okay, this is a rant but I'm making it fancy.

because she deserves it !!!!

Tsutako Tomioka is easily one of the greatest minor characters in the series. She impacted Giyuu's character SO MUCH and it gets neglected often due to his character influence from Sabito.

And I love Sabito as much as the next person, but honestly, so many people overlook her impact and treat him like he's the only one of them who had any impact.

She. She she she !! Lets start at the beginning. After her parents passing, an already traumatic event in itself, but she also rose to the challenge to raise her little brother. She threw so much away to give him the best life she could, sacrificing her childhood so he could enjoy his.

And that's the least of it. She was going to get married the next day, but she put Giyuu first until the last moment. She hid him, and took being tortured and killed for the sake of her little brother.

She's just so great and we need to talk about her more. She put so much into caring for him and not enough ppl talk about it !!

#rambles #demon slayer #kny #tsutako tomioka #giyuu tomioka #tsutako #kny tsutako #kny giyuu tomioka #kny tsutako tomioka #kimetsu no yaiba #no because like #why is she so ignored???#shes #perfect #lovely #he brother is a bit of a little bitch #but #shes so great #marry me tsutako

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kleftiko · 10 months

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❦ GIYUU X PREGNANT!READER

cw: none, this is fluff, fem!reader

"you have a wife?!" sanemi yelled.

"you’re lying." obanai mumbled. "that’s sad."

"tomioka, how sweet!" mitsuri called.

giyuu’s eyes narrowed at rengoku, the bright man just smiled innocently.

"i had no idea they didn’t know," he sheepishly said.

as soon as giyuu got back from his mission, the flame hashira informed him that his wife was in the butterfly mansion. something had happened, and she needed to be taken to shinobu. unfortunately, rengoku wasn’t known for being quite—blasted eardrums will do that to a person—so the other hashira in the perimeter got to hear (for the first time) that not only was giyuu NOT single, he was MARRIED.

they ended up following him through the halls, pestering him with questions until they reached the room you stayed in. your husband ignored them like usual, the only thing on his mind being your well being.

his nerves were calmed, however, immediately upon seeing you laying in bed, a smile on your face as you chatted with shinobu.

"how are you feeling?" giyuu’s tone was soft as he blocked you from the prying eyes of the other hashira in the doorway. he made his way towards your side.

"tired." you smiled at him, letting your husband hold your hand and run his thumb over your fingers. "shinobu said it was a false contraction."

"it was caused by stress," your friend’s calming voice said. "makes sense, tomioka, anyone married to you would be on edge."

your husband just grumbled at his friend as you giggled. he then helped you sit up in bed, the blankets falling off to reveal your pregnant stomach to the small audience watching.

"you had sex?!" sanemi screamed.

oblivious to the small mass of people staring at you, sanemi’s outburst startled you, causing you to grab onto your husband’s haori. he instinctively pulled you close, his soft look switching to a death glare towards the doorway.

"hush!" giyuu seethed at him, finally giving attention to the posse. "she’s nine months pregnant; shut up."

although listening and lowering his voice, sanemi didn’t let his question go unanswered. "you’re not a virgin?"

"go away," giyuu deadpanned. "all of you, go away. now."

"it’s okay, darling," you tried to soothe him. "maybe you should introduce me to your friends."

you felt him tense up at that. he didn’t let go of your hand, and he only moved half a step away from you (half of them still couldn’t see you), and he spoke with a monotone voice. "this is my wife, y/n. she’s pregnant with our first child."

the was no verbal reaction from the onlookers, just looks of disbelief from the four of them. it felt like you were an animal in the zoo with the way they were all staring dumbfounded at you.

it took a couple minutes for shinobu and rengoku to get the others out, leaving you and giyuu alone in the room. as soon as the door closed, your husband grabbed your face and peppered kisses all over it, causing you to giggle. he took a seat on the edge of the bed to be closer to you.

"i’m so sorry," he said, kissing your lips. "i’m sorry i wasn’t here."

"it’s okay, baby." you let your head rest on his shoulder. "i’m just glad i didn’t give birth."

"i would never forgive myself if i was gone for that." giyuu’s hand ran up and down your back comfortingly.

you sigh in relief, turning your head to place a kiss on his neck.

"well now that you’re here, let’s get this baby out of me."

#demon slayer x reader #kny x reader #giyuu x reader #giyuu x y/n #giyuu x you #giyuu fluff #demon slayer fluff #demon slayer x you #demon slayer x female reader #demon slayer x y/n #giyuu tomioka x reader #tomioka giyuu x reader #tomioka x reader

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k0yaz · 9 months

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idk if you write for more than one character at a time, but can i please request the male hashira x gn reader headcanons for when their crush sits on their lap? mostly fluff maybe slight spice? thanks

when you sit on their lap hcs

Pairing(s): male hashira x gn!reader (except muichiro)

CW: sfw, slightly suggestive, gn!reader, lap sitting, very suggestive on tengen’s part, slight mention of thigh riding and grinding

A/N: again, I am so sorry this took awhile because I was on vacation I will be working on what’s in my inbox now <33

Gyomei is weirdly calm about it

Probably because he’s blind or cause he doesn’t have a hard time keeping his composure

He’ll adjust himself so you have a more comfortable position to sit in

Keeps his arms wrapped around your waist or torso to help you balance on his thigh or wherever you’re sitting down

Rests his chin onto your head occasionally

Sometimes forgets to tell you to get off, and you guys just remain in that position for a long time just talking like normal

Another hashira would have to see you two and point it out in order for you to finally get off

Gyomei would apologize if necessary and let you off calmly

“Y/N, I enjoy you sitting on me, we should have more conversations like this.”

Sanemi on the other hand is a little more aggressive…

When you sit down on his lap, he’s completely flustered, his face bright red and hot

He’d yell at you to get off, even though he made no effort to get you off

We know you enjoy it Sanemi it’s okay

If you got off, he’d growl under his breath and try to scoot himself closer to you until you sat back on him

If you stay on his lap, he averts his eyes from yours, and grits his teeth while blushing furiously

After some time of awkward silence of him holding your waist and you cuddling him in his lap, a thread basically snaps inside him, and he pulls you close to him, burying his face into your neck

Sanemi would plant your hips down using his bare hands, and press his teeth to your neck, making sure there’s no space between the two of you

“You got me all hot and bothered, Y/N. Now take responsibility you damn brat.”

Rengoku would have a fairly normal, but excited reaction

He would laugh loudly and hug you tightly, smiling up/down at you as you’re situated on his lap

He allow you to rest your head onto his shoulder in a loving manner

Bro literally can’t stop smiling the whole time you’re on his lap

You two just sit there in a joyful manner, hugging each other tightly while laughing and smiling casually

Rengoku definitely holds onto you as tight as he can after atleast 10 minutes of cuddling

He just can’t get enough, you’re too cute

Probably also presses an overwhelming amount of kisses to your cheek every 20-30 seconds

You can literally feel him smiling against your skin as he kisses you

“Y/N! We shall do this again after our next mission!”

Tengen is definitely the most suggestive and flirtatious with this

As soon as you take a seat on his thigh, he smirks and pulls you into him without hesitation

His arms are locked around your waist as he leans into you with a depraved expression

Constant teasing while you’re on him, no doubt about it

Like, he kisses you everywhere accessible, and grips your waist tighter

When you’re on his thigh, he moves his thigh up and down a little, and helps move your waist back and forth against him

Basically allows you to grind on him if you’re okay with it

Teases you by leaning back and placing his arms to rest against a nearby surface as you keep your movements against him up

“Come on Y/N, don’t keep me waiting.”

Giyuu is quite calm and unfazed when you sit on his lap, similar to Gyomei

He just sits back, and occasionally rests his hands onto your waist or shoulders

Poor guy hasn’t had much affection, and is hella disliked so he just stays quiet the whole time

But, he does hold you tightly. It may not be something huge, but you can feel his affection and love in his embrace

Rests his head onto your shoulder

His breathing is calm and slow against your skin as he buries his face in the crook of your neck, with his chin situated between your shoulder and collarbone.

If you try to get up, he’ll let you, but not before asking you to hold him a bit longer

Maybe, just maybe, he’ll smile against you if he feels comfortable with your body pressed against his on his lap

“Y/N…I love you. Don’t leave me, please.”

Obanai remains silent, but it’s no secret that he’s flustered.

He looks away bashfully and squeezes his eyes shut, trying to avoid eye contact with you since it’s too embarrassing for him

He sighs heavily, trying to maintain his composure with you literally seated on his lap

His face is tinted a bright red, not even his bandaged mouth can hide the heavy blush dusting his cheeks

When you look over, you can literally see Kaburamaru giving Obanai a “you’re a fucking pussy” type stare

I guess that causes him to finally look at you and make eye contact

When he does gain some sort of confidence, he rests his hands onto your shoulders, and eventually wraps his arms around your torso, pulling you closer

He pulls you a little too close- putting you chest to chest with him, and his arms locked around you tightly and squeezing you

If you point out the fact that he’s hugging you too tight, he’ll get embarrassed and quietly apologize, before loosening his grip around you

Just let the man hug you and tough it out okay

“I- Y/N…I’m at a loss for words..?”

A/N: hehheehhe did y’all miss me I’m back <3

I’ll come clean and admit- although I came back recently, I have been writing shit for myself the past week or so?

OKAY DONT BLAME ME I NEED TO THERE ARE NO GOOD FANFICS THAT ARE WELL WRITTEN OR HAVE ANY EMOTION I NEEDA TAKE MATTERS IJTO MY OWN HANDS LMFAOAOS 😭

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midnightwriter21 · 1 month

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hiii!! may I request giyuu w a s/o who's hands are always cold? just keep it fluff ♡♡ thank youu :DD hope u have a wonderful day 💖

demon slayer hcs: giyuu w/ an SO thats always cold

characters: giyuu tomioka x reader

warnings: fluff! giyuu being a sweetie pie

AN: back on my demon slayer bs <3 thanks for the request mwah

GIYUU

okay so i think Giyuu is naturally cold as well

i mean cmon… he’s the water hashira

and yk how natural rivers are usually cold bc of the running water??

his breathing style is literally running water

u picking up what im putting down? okay good

so he’s naturally cold

and ur naturally cold

this is both a good and a bad thing

good because he doesn’t mind when you put ur cold feet on him at night when ur cuddling

which is a major slay^

but it’s bad because homie has no body heat to share with you

he physically cannot use his own body to warm u up

but that doesn’t mean he won’t try!!

mans sees you rubbing your hands together to warm them up?

he’s covering your hands with his and rubbing his thumbs over the back of your hand

maybe laying a sweet kiss on your pulse point too if ur lucky

our pretty blue eyed boy sees you shivering?

here he is coming to pull you close to him and cover you both up with a blanket

honestly i think he uses your natural body temp as an excuse to be affectionate

OOOOOOO

yk what else?

he stocks up on whatever your favorite hot beverage is

you like hot chocolate?

he is making it for you from SCRATCH

with marshmallows and whip cream and everything

coffee?

oh he’s already got a pot of coffee brewing before you have to ask

tea?

it’s already in a cup and in your hand before you have to open your mouth to say anything

yeah i love this awkward man baby

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ghostbite0 · 9 months

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compilation of baby muichiro / baby hashira doodles from the last couple of weeks !! original post

#demon slayer #kny #demon slayer fanart #kny fanart #muichiro tokito #mitsuri kanroji #genya shinazugawa #obanai iguro #gyomei himejima #nezuko kamado #giyuu tomioka #tengen uzui #yuichiro tokito #artbites #de aging #baby hashira au

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avengersassemble123 · 2 years

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POST MARRIAGE/DOMESTIC AU! GIYUU TOMIOKA PART 2

Since y'all liked the first part imma continue and make more (ngl I legit was surprised that y'all liked it. thank youuuuuu)

Y'all are newly weds and many elders complimented you both as a couple.

Giyuu would mostly prefer to sit at home and spend time with his wife.

His friends would mostly visit him and there would be parties sometimes at your house on occassions like you both's birthday or anniversary.

Giyuu would become a fisherman (i think so..ig it's according to manga correct me if I'm wrong)

You two would wake up early in the morning, freshen up, eat breakfast together and then you continue with your chores while giyuu went out for work.

"Wake up Y/N, it's morning. Get up sweetheart."

"Yes I'm getting up my dear husband, just give me some minutes please."

"Have a great day at work, love. Make sure to eat your lunch i packed." You said while handing GIyuu a packed box.

"Of course dear." Giyuu said smiling.

Giyuu would return in the evening after work. He would proceed to sit near your table, while you took his work things from him, keeping it to their respective places.

"How was your day Giyuu?" You asked, handing him a glass of water.

"It was normal and peaceful as usual." He said with a calm smile.

"Oh well that's good. I uhh.. have something to share to you." You said pausing your current activity looking at him."

"Oh what is it?" Giyuu said, setting his glass aside and looking at you curiously.

"I'm with a child."

Giyuu stared at you blankly, his eyes boring into yours.

"I'm going to be a father?...."

"Yes Giyuu, Yes you're going to be a father." You said, tears building up in both of your eyes at the words.

You walked upto him and say beside him, him completely entranced, his hand moving to hold your face, while your hands held his.

He then moved his hand towards your stomach, tears finally falling from both of your eyes.

That night Giyuu held you by your waist gently the woke time.

Both of your friends were elated to the moon.

Kanae, Mitsuri, Shinobu, Makomo, Makio, Suma and Hinatsuru would visit you many times.

Would help you with the baby shower.

The boys would ridiculously tease poor Giyuu for knocking you up.

This would lead the ladies for smacking their head.

You had went into labor.

You were screaming in pain, tears falling from your eyes while the nurses helped you with the labor.

Your friends and Giyuu were sat outside. Giyuu stressed af, shit scared that he could lose you too.

Had his stoic face on, Sabito and Makomo telling him its going to be fine and that the labor would go successfully.

Just then cries of a baby could be heard from the room.

Your first baby girl was born.

The nurses let Giyuu in, Giyuu nervous about what he was going to see.

His eyes laid on a tired you, leaning on a bunch of pillows, your baby girl held leaning against your almost bare chest, giving her skin to skin contact, you cooing to your daughter.

Giyuu cried like like a baby too.

He would defo think that his wife and his now new born daughter are more than his world.

He would thak the heavens for giving him such a blessing.

Would be shit scared to hold the baby, but after hours of consoling him, he finally held her.

Giyuu held her as if she was the most precious thing on earth.

Aside from your wedding, this occassion would be the one where Giyuu would smile the widest secretly, almost hiding it from you, but since you were his wife, you had no problem figuring out.

One by one your friends came in too, cooing at your daughter, holding her up, while Giyuu's gaze stayedon your daughter the whole time.

After his friends would pass your daughter to Giyuu, he would defo kiss her gently on her head, keeping her close to him as much as he could, while you uwud at the sight of the father and daughter, you tiredly waving your hand on your husband's shoulder.

At that moment Giyuu thought he was in literal heaven.

And that's it for nowww. Part 3 coming soon!!

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1-800-c3dr1c · 2 years

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note : since it’s my birthday today .. take some giyuu tomioka x reader smut for the reader’s birthday! lowercase intended <3 also this is my first smut so i am apologizing in advance for anything i do wrong-

dominant! y/n x submissive! giyuu tomioka | dominant! giyuu tomioka x submissive! y/n | bondage | breeding kink?

giyuu tomioka was supposed to come back from a mission today. however, he had yet to even be close to arriving it seemed. the day was almost over, and as you held your head in your hands you seemed quite disappointed. despite having an urge to go find the water hashira yourself, you decided against it because it seemed utterly pointless now.

you weren’t particularly surprised, though. why were you so disappointed anyways to begin with? right..today was your birthday. and still, your husband wasn’t here. sure, he was a demon slayer and a hashira and there was always the chance of getting caught up in something. but as you looked outside of the window with your head still rested in your hands you couldn’t help but think something had happened to him.

until a sudden click of the door being unlocked caught your attention. you immediately lifted your head and turned around immediately to see giyuu tomioka himself in the doorway. once he had shut the door behind him, he finally looked toward you.

“y/n?” he questioned. “goodness, i’m so sorry..i got caught up in something and-” he rambled, trying to explain what had happened, but you simply shushed him.

“giyuu, it’s okay. i know you’ve got work, alright? you’re a hashira after all.”

“so are you. i still feel guilty regardless..i made you wait on your birthday, y/n! that’s not what a good husband would do. especially because the day is almost over,” giyuu added, clenching his fists in anger, mostly anger directly at himself for not being there whatsoever today.

“you can make it up to me..i know how you can,” y/n smiled softly. giyuu immediately perked up.

“hm? what would you like to do? i’ll do anything to make it up to you.” giyuu promised quietly.

┆ ° ♡ • ➵ ✩ ◛ °

that’s how giyuu ended up here. his hands tied behind his back as he stared up at you bouncing on his dick, riding him while grunts and groans would escape from your parted lips due to you being the more vocal whenever you two did absolutely anything intimate.

“y/n..” your name slipped past giyuu’s lips and you looked down to him, raising an eyebrow in mock curiosity.

“yes, giyuu?” you inquired as you continued to thrust down into him.

“ugh..’m close.” he mumbled out, eyes fluttering closed.

“you are? go ahead and cum then, why don’t you?” y/n chuckled, cupping his cheek with a hand. “go on.”

giyuu’s breath suddenly got heavier, and when you trust down into him one more time he immediately came. you sat yourself down onto him to make sure his cum most definitely entered you.

giyuu peeled his eyes open. “untie me.” he huffed. you shrugged nonchalantly in response, nodding your head in agreement before untying your lover. he immediately pinned you down, and you squealed in surprise.

“giyuu?!” you questioned, looking up at him this time.

“you didn’t cum..so i suppose i’ll be the one to make you do so.” not uttering another word, before you could answer him he immediately thrusted into you. you began moaning, tangling your fingers in his black hair. the water hashira’s expression was unreadable, and yet he would moan from time to time.

“you want a baby?” he suddenly asked you. you blinked at him in surprise. “eh?!” whether having a child meant adoption or him simply fucking one into you, he left that up for you to decide. although, you nodded to him.

“yes..” you agreed quietly. he simply nodded back at you before thrusting harder, and that set you off to clench around him, almost completely milking his cock of his cum.

you wanted his cum. you needed his cum. you needed him-

your thoughts were incoherent as you clenched around him, allowing both you and him to cum once again.

he pulled out of you quickly, and immediately left to go get a towel to clean up without a word. you smiled to yourself.

“what a wonderful birthday gift this was,” you mumbled to yourself with a quiet chuckle.