#sanemi shinazugawa one shot
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— SECRET MEETING
# sanemi shinazugawa
synopsis : you are in a secret relationship with the wind hashira and his desires become unbearable right before he’s about to leave for a new mission.
tags : fem!reader, nsfw, kissing, nipple play, oral sex (f receiving), unprotected sex (don’t be silly), 1.2k words, not proofread.
a/n : COME GET YOUR FOOD !!! alright okay uh, i decided to finally finish one of my wip and it turned out like this. pls lemme know if i missed a tag, i’m actually pretty bad at tagging smutty works lol. pls keep in mind that english is not my first language so i’m sorry for any error . . . anyway, i hope you guys enjoy <3
you walked out of the hashira meeting beside shinobu, chatting with her. you smiled at her, nodding, before someone grabbed your arm and stopped you. “uzui-san, i swear–” you turned and met sanemi’s face, stopping mid sentence. “shinazugawa-san,” you offered him a smile.
“i need to talk to you… about that mission,” his tone was low, since shinobu was still near waiting for you. his eyes silently communicated with you and when realisation hit you, you nodded and turned to your friend. “shinobu-chan, i’ll see you later. i need to speak with shinazugawa about an important matter,” you explained, bowing to her. “oh, no worries! see you later,” she grinned at you, confusing you a little, and turned around to walk away.
what— your thoughts were interrupted when sanemi started pulling you with him towards a more private place, away from prying eyes.
“i told you to meet after the meeting because i’ll leave soon, dumbass.”
you sent him a glare, offended. “shinobu was talking with me, it would have been rude if i–” you gasped as sanemi leaned closer and kissed your lips fervently. his hands grabbed your hips, as he moved even closer to your body. you didn’t protest as you put your hands on his shoulders, gripping them as his kiss became more heated.
“i missed you so much,” he groaned as his hands started pulling at the buttons of your uniform, desperate to feel your skin under his palms. “d-don’t tear it again,” you tried to help him, careful not to ruin your uniform once again. once your chest was free, his hands moved to caress your skin and he started kneading your breasts. a soft moan escaped your lips as you closed your eyes.
sanemi’s lips traced the skin of your neck before he moved lower and started biting your skin, his fingers pinching your hardening nipples enough to make you gasp. “w-we shouldn’t… you need to stop,” you noticed him kissing down your body until he reached your belt. “i’m not gonna wait two weeks or more to have a taste of you,” his voice was gruff, but full of desire, and it was enough to make you clench around nothing — and of course agree with him. you gulped and noticed him glancing up at you before kneeling in front of you.
his warm hands started caressing your legs, moving up under your skirt before pulling it up to expose your underwear. your cheeks grew hotter as he smirked at you, noticing a wet patch on it.
“needy, huh?” he licked his lips before removing your underwear, fresh air hitting your center. his eyes stared at your most intimate part with pure lust and hunger. he looked so hot, you couldn’t—
"..sanemi!" you gripped his hair, your head hit the wall behind you. your eyes were closed now, your parted lips caused a few whimpers to slip out before you had to cover your mouth with your own hand. sanemi held your thighs with urgency, as if his life depended on giving you pleasure. you pushed your hips towards him, making his head completely disappear under your skirt. "you taste so good," he groaned against your cunt, lapping and sucking like a starved man.
you tried hard to keep any sound from escaping your mouth, knowing damn well anyone could pass and hear the two of you. not only you two were doing something indecent right under the sun, but no one knew you two were dating — no, everybody thought sanemi could barely stand you, his fellow hashira.
“n-nemi!” you whimpered, securing your hand around your mouth once more as you got distracted by the approaching orgasm. “you close?” you nodded eagerly, your legs quivering. at that, sanemi stopped and lapped at your throbbing clit one last time before getting up. “what the hell?!” you whispered angrily, annoyed. you were so close and sanemi had the audacity to leave you hanging on the verge of flooding his mouth with your sweet essence. it was a loss for him too, though.
“i just remembered the master asked uzui to come back a few time later, that jackass could hear us loud and clear and you know he won’t keep it to himself.”
oh. oh! you were quick to move your hands and undo his belt, pulling his pants open and moved the fundoshi enough to grab his hard cock. “shit baby– should have told you sooner,” he half groaned, smirking at your sudden eagerness. you pulled him into a kiss, shutting him up. sanemi got the hint and cupped your cheek with his hand, caressing your hot skin. you stroked his tip, gathering a few drops of precum before starting to pump him a couple of times before sanemi pushed your hand away as a low grunt escaped his lips.
“turn around,” he said gently, kissing your cheek. you did as he asked and felt him pull up your skirt, sanemi spanked your ass as he lost himself for a moment, admiring you. you bit back a moan, feeling the familiar sting. he pulled your hips towards him, making your hands rest against the wall for leverage. he didn’t hesitated further, pushing his cock into you.
you both moaned, a bit too loud for your judgment. as he started thrusting into you, sanemi’s hand wrapped around your mouth letting you moan freely against his palm. your warm walls clenched around him, making him groan. “fuck— you feel amazing,” he rested his forehead between your shoulders. his other hand gripping your hip hard enough you were sure it was gonna leave a handprint.
sanemi’s thrusts grew desperate both for the fear of someone hearing and for the approaching orgasm, for the both of you. you cried out right into his palm, wetting it with your saliva as one of your hand desperately grasped at his wrist. you came hard around him, your juices starting to run down your thighs as sanemi kept moving, his hips slapping against your ass. he was good at keeping quiet, while you were crying from the burning sensation coming from between your legs — a very pleasant sensation.
sanemi hand moved to grope your chest, suddenly needing to feel more of you. his lips met your neck, as he groaned into your skin while he painted your gummy walls with his seed. the feeling of his cock twitching inside you while he came made you clench around him. you shivered when he whimpered at the feeling, as you milked him until he finished emptying himself.
as he removed his hand, you gasped for breath. sanemi pulled away and shivered as he slipped out of your warm and welcoming pussy, already missing the feeling. you turned around slowly and noticed him smiling at you. “lemme help, mh?” he helped you fixing your clothes and silently thanked him.
“good luck on your mission, shinazugawa-san,” you winked at him and then you two shared a final kiss, before parting ways. you bumped right into tengen and tried your best to act casual.
“oh, [l/n]… i thought you left with kocho,” tengen smirked down at you, as if he knew something. “i uh… forgot to speak with oyakata-sama about an important matter,” you replied, a bit taken aback. “ha! right, always focused on your duty as a slayer,” uzui teased you, chuckling, and you tried to not make him suspect anything more as you smiled and bowed to him before walking away.
sanemi too bumped into uzui, but he pushed him out of his way and simply walked away. “you and [l/n] are bonding, huh?” sanemi stopped right in his track, but tried not to turn around. “i still despise her, uzui.”
“what a couple,” he said to himself, chuckling.
reblogs & comments are super appreciated! thank you for taking your time reading it, i hope you enjoyed it. have a good day / night <3
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Author’s Note: sooo this was supposed to be for a college au, secretly dating trope suggestion (as well as for an emergency request for fluff 😅)… but then The H*rny™️ hit 🥴, and uhh, it turned into its own lil thing. 😏
shiny
Shinazugawa Sanemi x Reader
Word Count: ~2,200
CW: 18+NSFW, cream!pie, explicit language, Fem!Reader
~faqs~
“Sanemi, don’t you think she’s a little out of your league?”
Obanai’s stern tone does little to soften the reality behind his question, Sanemi once more reminded of why he can only watch—can only yearn—from a safe distance of ten physical feet, five invisible rungs on the social ladder, and one gigantic she-doesn’t-even-know-I-exist problem.
“Nobody’s out of my league,” Sanemi mutters, glare darkening with his trademark scowl, “She’s just shiny, is all. I’m easily distracted.”
“And that’s why you ignore me whenever she happens to be at the same dining hall as us,” Obanai snorts.
“Fuck-” Sanemi’s fork scrapes across his plate.
Raising an eyebrow, Obanai continues, “And also why you terrified those women away from their table.”
“-off,” fork stabbing loudly at his dry chicken.
“That just happened to be across from where she was sitting.”
“I said-” tearing sloppily into the overcooked meat.
Mask stretching as Obanai grins, he makes his final push, “And forgot to eat your food after she made eye contact with you.”
Mouth full, words muffled, “-f’ck ‘ff!”
“If nobody’s out of your league, then why don’t you say,”—in a breathy, squeaky voice—“Hi, I’m Sanemi!”
Swallowing his bite in a single motion, “I don’t talk like that,” Sanemi glowers, “Besides, shiny things lose their sparkle the moment you touch them.”
“Whatever man,” Obanai scoffs, “Shiny things also tend to hate crude assholes.”
“I’ll crude your fucking asshole.”
Eyes rolling, Obanai switches gears, “So Mitsuri and I-”
Only to be promptly interrupted, fork waved aggressively in his direction, “Don’t fucking start on your goddamn perfect love life.”
“Perfect?” Obanai huffs, whining now, “Dude, you know how long it took for-”
“If this is supposed to be a roundabout pep talk or offering of love advice,” Sanemi stands, half finished plate in one hand, steel grip around his glass with the other as he tilts his head back to chug the remainder of his lemonade, “Just fucking don’t.”
Waiting in lines isn’t your strong suit, fingernails rapidly tapping your lukewarm plate, droplets of water glistening under the too familiar lighting of the dining hall. You’d already scratched off the faint remains of someone else’s lunch, not bothering to search for a new, cleaner plate — they all had some sort of residue. Lifting your gaze to survey the people ahead of you, you’re immediately hindered by the tall, broad stature of a white haired man, the tension in his back muscles emphasized by the tightness of his moss green shirt. Sighing quietly, you notice his neck twitch, the curve of his biceps discernible as his arms—presumably—cross in front of him.
“Hey,” you say, chatter, clang, and hiss of lunchtime swallowing your attempt to get his attention, “Hellooo.”
Somehow, his biceps flex harder, fabric of his shirt’s armholes stretching to accommodate his strength.
“Um, alright,” you mutter, refocusing on your plate, fingernails returning to their tapping, “Never mind, I guess-”
“If you want, you can cut me.”
You blink, vision flashing to the Beautiful purple eyed man turning around to face you.
“Are they real?” you gush, cheeks warming, eyes squeezing shut before you can process any shame.
“Pardon?” a teasing, incredulous lilt lingers in his voice, “I can see, if that’s what you’re-”
“No, like, are they contacts?”
If it wouldn’t hammer the final nail on your coffin of embarrassment, you’d slap yourself right then and there.
“Open your eyes,” he speaks softer now, “I’m not wearing contacts.”
Eyes opening sheepishly, you stick out your free hand, “Nice to meet you, I apologize, you probably get the eyes thing a lot,” they’re too pretty for you to not.
“I’m Sanemi,” he responds evenly, your hand untouched as his jaw clenches, “Are you going to cut me or not?”
“Or not,” you reply quickly, nose scrunching as you glance away, hand dropping limply, “I can wait.”
“Your incessant tapping suggests otherwise,” he—Sanemi—grunts, “If you’re not gonna cut me, then at least be less annoying to everyone else in line.”
You snort, “Are you usually this combative?” pointedly ignoring his jab.
“Usually, I don’t offer up my spot in line.”
“So does that mean I’m special,” you grin now, eyes glittering at the way his brow furrows, “Or just extra annoying?”
“Extra annoying,” he deadpans, “Definitely extra.”
With a friendly pout, you lapse into silence, shuffling forward an insignificant amount, inwardly cursing whoever poorly planned the university budget to short staff the dining halls.
“Y’know, you look familiar.”
Sanemi shrugs, back turned once more to you, shoulder blades rippling with the motion, “Makes sense.”
“What, am I not original enough for you?” you grumble, cheeks warming again as he whips around to glare at you.
“Why are you talking to me?”
“I don’t know!” you exclaim, “To be nice? To be annoying? Because I’m bored and hangry and this line seems to go on for forever?!”
Lips twitching, he slowly gestures in front of him, still glaring, “Cut me.”
“No!”
“You’re ridiculous.”
Before you can protest, he maneuvers himself behind you, impatience radiating from his body, lean muscles barely grazing your bare arms, goosebumps raising when he crosses his own, the view so much more defined from your new perspective. You’re too busy memorizing his physique to notice his reaction to your careful attention; too busy uttering his name under your breath, committing it to heart, to see the blush creep up his collarbones, his neck, his earlobes; too busy finally getting food to catch him opening, closing, then opening his mouth, a hushed And what’s your name? caught beneath hesitation and loneliness.
“Thanks Sanemi,” you say, waving cheerfully, “Maybe I’ll see you around?”
His response falters in his throat as he watches you leave, gaze swiveling to eventually—reluctantly—make eye contact with Obanai. Good effort! Obanai gives him a thumbs up, just as Sanemi groans lowly, flipping him off.
“Sanemi,” you whisper, fingertips walking warmly across his scars, smooth and sensitive to the touch, his breath catching at the light pressure, “Promise me you were sober.”
Body vibrating with quiet laughter, he catches your hand, lips gentle and wet as he kisses each of your fingertips, “I don’t drink,” eyes flitting over to your haphazardly tossed clothing, “And you?”
“I had one,” you murmur, lifting yourself to roll atop him, straddling his waist, thighs sweaty and soft, heat stirring in his groin at the familiar position, “Way before you arrived.”
“Waited for me, hm?” he chuckles smugly, gripping your hips, kneading into your skin, a strangled hiss tightening his lungs as his cum leaks from your slippery folds to his stomach, “Didn’t think I’d see you at a party like this.”
“And I didn’t think you threw parties,” you quip back, reveling in the filthy squelch of your languid grinding, his rigid abdominals flexing shiny and divine against the bump of your clit, “Till your roommate introduced himself, invited me over,” draping yourself over his chest, tits heavy and warm on his sternum, voice promising and heady in his ear, “I didn’t think I’d be getting fucked tonight.”
“Me neither,” Sanemi rasps, cockhead swollen and smearing precum against the plush of your ass, erect again, “Didn’t think you’d show up on my doorstep,” grasping your jaw to present your neck to his bared teeth, nipping greedily, “Looking so fucking gorgeous, like you were begging for someone to devour you,” tongue swiping flat and messy at the hollow of your throat, his hips bucking upward for friction, “Good thing I found you first, hm? Good thing I got to your pretty mouth, to your beautiful cunt, before some other fuck.”
“Sanemi,” you whimper, tugging your head down slightly, just slightly enough to see the dangerous, hazy glint in his purple stare, “W-wasn’t here to f-fuck anyone.”
“But you did, didn’t you?” he teases lightly, releasing your jaw with a final, tender kiss to your chin, “Had me wrapped around your finger the moment I saw you, laughing with your friends in the dining hall, that incredible smile of yours knotting my stomach,” swallowing thickly, dangerous edge fading as quickly as it surfaced, feather soft confession taking its place, “I must’ve become absolutely insufferable,” snorting amusedly, “If Obanai intervened.”
“I forgot to tell you my name,” you admit sheepishly, beginning your own parade of sloppy, heated kisses across the sheen of his collarbones, exertion from his first orgasm still evident, “Thought I missed my shot,” reaching behind you for his cock, deft thumb circling his tip, grinning at his unabashed moan, “Wondered how I could possibly recover from such an encounter with your mesmerizing hair and brilliant eyes,” winking playfully as you squeeze his cock, earning a halfhearted scowl, “Your gentlemanly gesture of saving me from my hanger.”
“Want to feel you again,” is your only warning, and then he’s bullying his cock between your folds, whining sharply as his tip nudges in, rhythm shallow and wanton, gradually stuffing himself further and further into your honeyed, dripping hole, “Fuck,” he grits out, your ass so perfect and weighted atop him, “You feel so fucking good.”
“Is this all you want?” you ask quietly, question nearly lost in the broadness of his chest, pussy clenching tight and overwhelmed around him.
“This?” he manages to scoff, his exasperated, adoring eyes meeting your unsteady, wide gaze, “‘Course not, I want to get to know you, your favorite color, how you look in the morning, what buttons I can push, when to say I’m sorry,” repetitive, gentle grunts underlying his reassurance as he continues thrusting torturously slow, “I’ve got a devastating crush on you, you idiot, so why the fuck would this be all I want?”
“Well you did just call me an idiot,” you giggle, back arching into his movements, his eyes glimmering at the display of your breasts.
He huffs, “Learn it or hate it, but s’my love language.”
“I’m thoroughly enjoying this love language,” you drawl, grabbing onto his shoulders, sweat trickling shiny and subtle as you readjust yourself, “I guess I could adapt to ~odd pet names too.”
As Sanemi’s pace hastens, second climax coaxed harsh and unrelenting from your body, he slips one hand from your hip to your sex, palm pressing strong and intense on your clit, the most stunning wail tearing feral and needy across his bedroom as you cum on his cock, thighs squeezing the air from his lungs, fingernails digging deeply into his shoulders, neck faintly mottled with the aftermath of his love biting.
Sunlight glows weakly through his blinds, the quiet pulse of your breaths preventing Sanemi from wiggling even an inch, too afraid of shattering the stillness of his dream. Your leg’s slotted comfortable and trusting between his own, fingers pressing soft dots into his chest, a sensation he wishes he could bottle for a rainy day. Thankful for his lack of drinking, and thus, lack of a hangover, his eyes blink closed, basking in the recollection of your unexpected passion, the shine of moonlight on your naked figure, the curve of your smile, hot and welcoming against his mouth.
“So how do I look in the morning?”
Your sleepily murmured question startles him, the uptick in your breathing having gone unnoticed, too deep in his reminiscence. Head tilting to better see you, he smirks fondly, gaze more serene without the exhaustion of the day settled in yet.
“Like you just woke up,” he says nonchalantly, nevertheless breaking into an endeared smile, muscular arm tugging you closer to him, so close you can see the flecks of muted silver in his irises.
“Hm, thank gosh it’s Saturday,” you yawn, limbs stretching in his embrace, toes finding purchase on his ankles, “I definitely did not set an alarm.”
“What dumbass would throw a party on a weekday?”
“Not you,” you retort sweetly, dramatically batting your eyelashes, “You’re not a dumbass.”
“Fuck you,” he mumbles.
“Already?” you wink lazily, “Don’t men have a refractory period or something?”
“I only came once last night,” he nearly pouts, hiding his expression in your sunwarmed hair.
“Right,” you chuckle, tender memories of being carefully wiped clean, and then snuggling into him, promptly passing out, floating contentedly through your vision, “You’re amazing.”
“Amazing enough to do this again?” his voice hardens, somehow moving further from you even as his body doesn’t move.
“Didn’t I already ask you that?” you reply gently.
“Yeah.”
Nose crinkling, you poke at his cheek, humming confidently, “I may not have had a devastating crush on you, but I obviously I like you, idiot.”
“Yeeeah,” he sighs.
“So we’re doing this again,” you remark plainly.
“Good,” he finally grins.
“Good,” you grin.
“Ugh,” he scowls, pretending to push you away, only to quickly pull you back into his embrace, pulse thrumming at the momentary distance.
“You weren’t saying that earlier,” you singsong, lightly tucking a longer strand of his hair behind his ear, cooing at its immediate redness, “You think Obanai heard us?”
“Fuck,” Sanemi grimaces, suddenly dreading his next conversation with his best friend.
“Poor guy,” you laugh, tone laced with mock sympathy, “Probably regrets inviting me.”
Shrugging, Sanemi pecks your forehead, voice gravelly as he mutters, “Nah, fuck him.”
#sanemi shinazugawa#shinazugawa sanemi#sanemi x reader#shinazugawa x reader#wind hashira#one shot#college au#demon slayer smut#kimetsu no yaiba#demon slayer
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help me I’m falling in love with my bad boy!Sanemi AU
#he’s a gang member in this#reader owns a bookstore#maybe I can turn this into a mini series of interconnected one shots#his self loathing is so yummy#sanemi shinazugawa#demon slayer#kimetsu no yaiba#kny fanfic
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sanemi shinazugawa x gn!reader ・major manga spoilers ・heavy angst ・hurt no comfort ・major character death (reader) ・can be read as platonic or romantic
Ignore how i forgot to write.. muichiro is next on my angst hit-list
Shinazugawa has never been able to properly handle grief in his life.
Not that he hasn’t experienced grief, it’s been something that’s been torturing him throughout his entire life. Starting from a young age even up until the presence he never was able to properly heal or to ever express how he feels. Sanemi’s emotional response has been broken ever since the start. Despite his overwhelming issue, sanemi copes by pushing the blame and pushing his emotions to the problem. Swallowing down any agony he feels and channeling that into anger, and every time the perpetrator is the same every single time.
Demons. A force of nature foreign to the land only brought to bring destruction, pain and sufferings. Sanemi absolutely hated demons. There’s many things around him that cause him agony but nothing could ever surpass the torture that demons have brought to his life. Maybe it’s punishments for the acts he’s committed but the people that demons have slaughtered and taken away from him were innocent. They had done nothing to deserve their fate, and sanemi can’t help but blame himself.
When you came into his life sanemi tried to push you away. He didn’t mind his presence but he knew the risk of letting others get closed to him. He thought you would get the memo soon enough and just give up on him, decide he was a lost cause. He was more than surprised when you proved him wrong. You stayed with him even after his attempts to try and push you away. He was still himself, quite brash with his less than kind words but you could tell he was starting to lean in. Breaking down the walls he put up and deciding to embrace your presence instead of pushing you away again.
The more you stick around with him the better he began to feel. While it was hard to tell, you could see how much he was really beginning to get comfortable with you. You taught him how to heal.
“It’s okay for you to not be okay you know? You really don’t have to always suck it up.” You blurt out looking down at your feet as you sit on the bench with Sanemi right by your side. He only looks up at you after you say that as his eyes shine with confusion.
He opens his mouth to object but no words come out. He takes a beat trying to think of what to say as he continues to look towards your direction. You take his silence as another opening to continue your point.
“I know you’ve gone through alot and i know your learning to move on but you can never recover bottling up your feelings like that.” You say continuing on with you point. “Think of it likes this, your experience are like an open wound and those hurt. You can leave them alone to close alone but that will take more time and more pain. Or you can treat them, releasing the pain and speeding up the healing process much quicker.”
Sanemi stares at you before he scoffs, looking away as. “Wounds can still become scars.” He mutters as your eyes drift back over to look at his.
“Yeah, just because scars don’t go away doesn’t mean they never have healed before.” You reply seeing Sanemi’s face soften looking back at you once more. “Whatever you say.” he mumbles as you chuckle at his reply.
Sanemi’s memories flash seeing this moment happen in his mind once again. His senses beginning to come back to him as he feels a hand pressing against his chest, he assumes it’s somebody preforming CPR. His ears ring as he can begin to hear multiple people yelling. He hears somebody say, “SHINAZUGAWA HAS A PULSE!” while others feet run across the ground. His hand twitches as his nerves begin to act and his body aches in pain. He’s so tired, so weary almost delirious as to what was even happening around him. Not making an effort to open his eyes until he can remember what was happening.
The sun still reflected down on his body as it rises up again. Ah, he remembers now. The final battle, a raging war against the creator of all the suffering that’s ever happen to him of any other. It was painful, full of agony as he can only remember his adrenaline and the pain rushing through his body as he overworked himself. Destined to keep fighting no matter what happened. No matter what.
Sanemi stayed still trying to awaken himself listen in on his surroundings, he feels others shaking him to wake up again and he nearly believes he should but he thinks it would be fine if he layed here awhile longer. He lays motionless until he hears the panic and distress of others around him as a kakushi yells “THEIR HEART IS SLOWING DOWN, WE NEED MEDICAL ASSISTANCE!” Sanemi’s heart nearly stops himself as his body shoots up on instinct. The kakushi who surrounded him yell out at him awakening so suddenly as he watches more rush past him. His body feeling sick and weak as his hands begin to tremble.
Slowly he finds the strength to stand up, turning his head as his eyes widen and his blood stops. He sees your body as you lay motionless, many people surround you trying to at least get you to wake up. Your body was mutilated as it seems you got a direct hit from a bad attack. He only realizes how bad it was when he sees two swords laying next to your right arm. Shinazugawa stumbles walking over towards you to get a clear view as tears threaten to drop. The moment he stands over you guilt consumes him when he sees not only your sword but his sword lying next to yours. He gets down on his knees to sit next to your body as the kakushi around only back away. One sticking around just for a moment to whisper in your ear “I’m sorry for your loss.”
Sanemi stares at your body with guilt taking over his senses. He feels sick seeing your state as he has to restrain himself feeling his body want to gag. His arms wrap around your body bringing you into a makeshift hug as he cradles your form. It doesn’t take long after that for him to fully break down. Tears flow out of his eyes like rivers as he nearly begs for you to wake up, hoping you somehow will hear his pitiful pleas and return. Return back to the corps. Return back to him.
He can’t help but return to some old habits and have some form of anger to the problem, even if it didn’t exist anymore. Demons took everything away from him. His mother, his siblings, his friends, Genya and now you too. While he may of gotten his revenge, finally getting and bringing justice to the victims of this attack he still doesn’t feel whole.
He knows you told him that he must heal, to release his emotions and be human, and he’s trying. Sanemi even succeeded in following your teaching. Even if he’s starting the healing process. Sanemi doesn’t think he will ever recover.
#demon slayer#kimetsu no yaiba#kny#demon slayer x reader#kny x reader#x reader#headcanon#@.komoboko writes#angst#hurt no comfort#manga spoilers#kny angst#sanemi#sanemi shinazugawa#kny sanemi#sanemi x reader#sanemi shinazugawa x reader#sanemi x you#character death#fic#one shot
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sanemi x fem!reader..
summary ; 4k+ smut, brief fluff, slither of angst, au, sanemi is kinda a gamer, reader is a sweet gf.. idk what this really is, just filth but enjoy ♡
warnings ; 18+ only, minors dni. use protection, always practice safe sex and safe kink play! mentions of starting a family, breeding, creampie, roughness, size kink?, spitting, harsh words, degrading, praise, humiliation, dirty talk. note, paragraphs in italics are flashbacks
home, everything here felt so snug and peaceful, the low hum of the television on in the background whilst you placed some new trinkets upon the bookshelf to the side of the room, a new photo frame, and a couple fresh succulents you had repot into their cute new planters you painted just yesterday, now spending the late hours of the sunday lounging around.
it was coming up on the third year that you, and your long-term boyfriend, sanemi, had moved into an apartment in the city together.
even at the time, it was an easy choice and one that felt so natural. of course, you both had things you were leaving behind back in your town, for yourself it was your previous job and loved ones, for sanemi it was genya- even though the younger brother of the two insisted he would be fine, having just started college and found a roommate named tanjiro, who seemed more than pleasant.
sanemi was always the sweetest and gentlest soul when it came to family, sure, he had subtle ways of showing it since he was rather reserved when displaying emotions but that doesn't mean he is incapable- you saw and felt his affection every single day, tenfold.
this cough was not letting up, you swore you could feel your ribs rattling with every rasp, the worst was that it had even woken you up an hour before work- when you needed all the hours of rest you could get, but of course, your body had other plans.
you curled up, clenching your stomach as you sputtered out, an uncomfortable itchy sensation in your throat every time your coughing settled down.
faint grumbling sounds beside you made you hold your breath in hopes to quieten yourself, you winced, knowing you had woken up your boyfriend, “m’sorry.” you croaked out.
your heart dropped when you heard the bed creak, the mattress lifting a little as sanemi sighed and pushed himself out of bed, the faint sounds of his footsteps dispersing as he left the room.
anxiety bubbled in your stomach, the day had barely even started and you wanted the sheets to swallow you whole and have a redo of the morning.
sanemi wasn’t much of a morning person so he was easy to irritate but you felt especially guilty when you recalled that he had an online webcam interview in a couple hours- you had helped him pick a new suit out and everything. even helped soothe any doubts and hesitation he had.
you spent the next ten or so minutes with your head ducked under the cover until you found enough strength, physically and mentally to step out of bed, maybe get a shower to wake up since you knew you couldn’t manage falling back asleep.
“what are you doing?” your head whipped around to the sound of sanemi’s gruff morning voice as he stood by the doorway in a pair of loose grey sweats, “need a shower.” you mustered up an audible mumble from your throat, which was very much burning, rubbing your arm to comfort yourself.
you couldn’t really make out the expression on your boyfriend's face, what with the curtains still pulled shut and no lights on, whatever sickness had its grip on you was also making you lightheaded, which didn’t help.
“don’t be stupid.” he scoffed, “you woke me up with how much you were coughing.” he shook his head, walking around to your side of the bed and pushing you down by your shoulders, “how did you even get sick?”
you frowned, the sound of irritation in his tone made your eyes sting with tears, “don’t know..” your voice came out weak and you looked down at your lap, “i’m sorry, i know it’s not a good day, i don’t wanna stress you—“ sanemi cut you off, stepping back, “stop that.” he grumbled, arms crossing over his bare chest. you looked up and noticed the medicine in his hand, and a bottle of water on the nightstand too.
“i’m not mad because you got sick- well i am, you should be looking after yourself,” he tutted before continuing, “we just have to get you better, it’s not gonna help if you’re not resting.”
your bottom lip quivered a little, “oh..” you sighed in relief before shaking your head, “but work—“ sanemi cut you off, his fingers squishing at your cheeks to push your mouth open, placing the medicine on your tongue before he cracked open the cap on the water, making an encouraging ‘ahh’ sound and letting you swallow the medicine down easily, “no work,” he set the bottle back down.
“i already left your boss a message, it’s not like you’ve taken a sick day much at all this year anyway so i’d like to see him try and get on your ass for it.” he shrugged, gesturing for you to lay back down, already tugging the sheets over your body.
“i wanted to make us breakfast before we both had to leave,” you jutted your bottom lip out in a pout, “your favorites for good luck for the interview.”
“i can make us breakfast.” he shrugged and you shook your head adamantly, “no, you should be getting ready for the interview.” you told him.
sanemi huffed, feeling stumped until he spoke up again, “okay.. well, how about i order us some breakfast, and in the meantime, you help me make sure i don’t fuck it all up?” he suggested, chewing on the inside of his cheek nervously. you already nodded by the time he mentioned ordering breakfast for the both of you and comforting him was a given.
you sat up, patting the space before you sat up, sanemi crawling back into bed beside you, snuggling his arms around your waist and your hands found their way into his icy-toned hair, “you’re gonna do so good! you’ll kill it, remember what we practiced?”
the two of you spent the morning sharing your delivered breakfast and comforting each other, soothing a nervous sanemi whilst he rubbed your back every time you coughed, pushing your head against his neck and laying sweet fluttering kisses on your flushed skin until he needed to get himself dressed and situated in front of his computer for the interview, promising that it wouldn’t take too long and he’d run you a bath once it was wrapped up.
you couldn’t find sleep again that morning, cough keeping you awake and you were eager to know how sanemi found his interview. “they offered me the job on the spot!” sanemi burst into the room, sliding on his socks and nearly losing his balance- if you could’ve screamed you would’ve, excitedly bouncing in your spot on the bed as your arms flew open in joy, sanemi rushing over to engulf you in a hug, “i told you they’d love you baby.” you cooed.
sanemi only leaned back from the hug so he could cup your face, pressing firm kisses around all of your features until he caught you in a gentle kiss, seconds going slow as the two of you enjoyed each other's closeness, your cheeks feeling so warm you couldn’t tell if it was because you were sick or how his lips pressed plush against your own, tasting the vanilla chapstick that you spread on his lips this morning, “i love you but you’re gonna get sick if you do that.” you pulled away ever so slightly, scrunching your nose in delight.
“nah, i’m tough.” he told you confidently, puffing out his chest as if to help prove his point, making you burst out laughing, "mhm, my big tough sweetheart." you cooed teasingly as your hands reached out to pinch his cheek, his own hands flying up to swat you away like a pesky fly, seeing the warmth rising in his cheeks, "now, how about that bath?" you tilted your head.
you yelped in surprise when you felt his arms swooping under your legs, the room spinning a little as he stood up on his feet, firm grasp on you, "did you get sick just so i'd have to run around after you all day? so you'd get my attention?" he scowled playfully, "you're such a pain."
sanemi was the one.
you couldn’t help your mind often drifting off into the thought of your own little family, only to shake your head rid of the daydream and feel guilty afterward. It wasn't like it was unreasonable to want children, and you knew sanemi wasn't ever opposed to the idea, but the thought of even discussing it with him was daunting, butterflies whirling around your tummy in anxiety- you hadn't even married yet, you had to remind yourself, so you settled on sweet little daydreams and wishes for the future, knowing one day it would be reality.
the thought of little kids running around your homely apartment, attached to sanemi's hip, or cuddled up under his arm in bed made your insides flutter, tiny fireworks sputtering under your skin and setting it alight as you envisioned it all.
you glanced towards the bedroom, hearing cursing and keyboard clicks as you approached, the door creaking open with a simple push. you could always come in and out of the room, as you pleased, sanemi was always fully immersed on the pixels in front of him when he was playing, and often you found yourself wandering in, checking on him when he spent hours on the weekend in front of his double monitors, nonsensical call outs to his online teammates in whichever game had his attention nowadays.
you didn't mind, you both lived together and found plenty of time to spend in each other's company, even if it was in silence it was always the comfortable kind, barely ever had either of you felt something was lacking and if you ever did you knew you could try and work things out. you always valued communication, sure, sometimes it was a guessing game with sanemi but he would never go so low as to become petty with arguing or ignoring you.
you felt his shoulders jump a little when your fingers found place at his nape, dragging up to tangle the digits into his pale strands of hair, repeating the comforting motion as he relaxed his tense muscles, you even noticed his tone becoming collected rather than roused as he usually was when his fingers clattered against various keys and voice boomed down the microphone that hung above his monitors.
"you okay?" he spoke up, eyes still locked on the screen in front of him, "mhm." you hummed, leaning in to press a kiss to the top of his head, careful you didn't bump his headset off.
your arms wrapped loosely around his bare shoulders, your cheek squished against the side of his chair as you rested there, aimlessly watching sanemi move around his character, flashing and bullets flying everywhere across the map until 'DEFEAT' flashed across the screen, your boyfriend clattering the mouse across the desk and letting out a string of curses, "i told you to stay mid! why the fuck are you solo flanking?!" he exclaimed, hearing muttering through his headset in response.
you giggled, squeezing your hands at his shoulders and watching his head tilt to meet your gaze, a soured expression still on his face, "what's so funny?" anyone else might've found it intimidating but you found it amusing.
"you're just cute when you get so into the game." you snickered, his expression unchanged as he leaned back against the chair, and you felt his hand tug your arms until you leaned your front over one of the armrests of the chair and his fingers tilted your chin up, "you distracted me," he deadpanned, "you're lingering."
you feigned confusion, a brief shake of your head, "nemi, you haven't left the room all day, just missed you." you spoke sweetly and didn't miss the slight smile that was tugging at the corners of his lips.
"oh.." his eyes had a slight new gleam to them and you groaned, "why'd you take it like that?!" you complained light-heartedly, lips pursing together in bashfulness.
"what are you talking about?" he threw his head back, chuckling. you didn't miss the way his hand which was previously wrapped around your arm, now rested at your lower back, with his eyes back on you he spoke again, "you look cute." his eyes dragged down your body, admiring the skimpy little pajama set you had gotten just to laze around the house- maybe catch your boyfriend's eye, success.
"i know." you cooed, going to push yourself up since the armrest digging into your lower ribs was getting rather uncomfortable, but of course, your boyfriend who was rather fond of manhandling you around, had other plans, "c'mere." he tugged you until you were rested across his lap, lifting your legs over the armrest as you leaned against his side.
feeling trapped by his heavy arms, had your stomach bubbling with elation, eyes glancing down, fingers reaching out to swipe across the scarred skin, pinching gently when you reached his bicep, there was nothing you loved more than feeling the weight and plush muscle of his arm against your palms, you could've worshiped and admired him all day long.
you jolted in surprise, an unfamiliar voice pulling you out of your daze, "man, can you stop flirting with your girl and queue us into a lob—" you heard sanemi click a button to mute the voice coming from the headset, your eyes wide before you laughed behind your hand, "it's fine, i muted my mic too." he rolled his eyes, seeming a little embarrassed that he had been so distracted he had gotten caught even by his friend.
you blinked up at him, still, a little amused as another laugh bubbled in your throat, though it soon fizzled away when you felt his warm fingertips dragging across the thin layer of your pajama shirt, nipples reacting almost instantly as they poked at the fabric.
with your breathing held you next felt his hand pushing up your shirt, seeing the nod of his head, "up." he gestured with the command and your arms moved before your brain could even process, letting him pull your shirt over your head, not wasting a second as he leaned in, and you could've sworn you saw the hunger in his eyes, making you feel like some sort of prey which had you tummy doing flips, breathing staggered.
"shit.." you stuttered out barely when you felt his thumb circle one of your nipples as his mouth ghosted closer and closer to your other, warm, wet kisses trailing along your sensitive skin, gasping when you felt his tongue flicking across your nipple, your fingers flying to his hair.
you could feel his thumb circling your nipple and his other fingers dug into your sides, with his hands and mouth all over you like this, it made you feel so lightheaded, "s-sanemi, mm," you hummed, "here too." you pushed his other hand- which was squeezing at your thigh, upwards to cup your clothed warmth.
he obliged, not ripping his head away from the attention he had on your upper half as he pushed aside the thin fabric of your pajama shorts, "s'fucking soaked." he grumbled, feeling the vibration of his tone in your chest as his finger rubbed up and down your pussy, fingers slicked in no time.
you would've felt ashamed when you heard how excited you had gotten already, hearing the squelch of his finger push inside you, but you were far too blissed already to give much care.
"relax, i got you baby." he cooed, ever so sweetly, kissing upwards from your breasts to push his lips to yours, hearing a slight chuckle on his lips at how dazed you were already, sloppily kissing him back as your hips stuttered.
sanemi was dragging his finger in and out which was already making your skin prickle with joy, soon feeling him push a second inside which had your breathy moans turning into desperate whimpers, practically rutting against his two fingers.
"nemi, that's good, s-suh'good." you mewled, his other hand that was holding open your thighs dragging up to your lips, pushing his thumb passed and pressing on to your tongue.
"poor baby, you can't help it can you?" he scoffed, almost mockingly as he titled his head to watch his fingers disappear inside you, thumb beginning to tap and circle on your clit, almost immediately having to move his fingers from your mouth so he could hold you back down again, you watched in awe when you saw him lean in and spit in between your legs, salvia mixing with your juices.
"close, please.. oh god." you whined, thighs quivering as he relentlessly held you down, his fingers curling up inside you and thumb doing wonders on your clit. your head knocked back and you squealed as a sudden wash of electricity flew throughout your body, pure bliss taking over each and every one of your senses.
"fuck, that's so hot.." you heard him groan as he watched you orgasm, fingers sticky with your sweet release, his hips even bucked a little against your ass, and you could feel how rock hard he was.
you were a little disoriented as you came down from your high, giggling at the pleasant buzz running all throughout your body, only coming to once you heard your boyfriend's gruff voice once again, "get up." you felt the harsh squeeze at the flesh of your thigh and with a push you got yourself up from his lap, turning to face him as you perched yourself at the edge of his desk.
sanemi lifted his hips from the chair slightly, enough to tug down his sweats, kicking them off somewhere across the room, cock flush against his stomach, tall and the tip an angry red, a prominent vein running up along the underside of him- it had you drooling on the spot.
you blinked a couple times before realizing he was motioning for you to spin around, finger twirling in a gesture. you twirled until your back was to sanemi, hearing the creak of his chair when he stood up, jolting in surprise when you felt his hand swat against your ass, a burning sensation fizzling at your skin before it cooled off. his hand pressed against your back until you leaned against the desk- thankful his monitors were further back.
"stay still." he hummed, forehead furrowed slightly as he watched the way you pushed back against him, "you're like a bitch in heat, so fucking incessant." he landed another whack to your ass which had you reeling, only pushing back further into him.
he pinched and poked at the red marks across your ass, enjoying the cute little sounds you made here and there when his fingers dug a little too harshly into the skin or pinched until your arms flailed, "stop teasing, want your cock so bad." you almost cried out, leaning yourself up on your palms a little to ground yourself.
sanemi couldn't find it in him to say no, you looked so desperate already, he almost felt bad. "stay still, i won't tell you.." he cut himself off, bringing his arm around your throat and pulling your back flush against his chest, wedging you between his body and the desk, "again." he squeezed your throat in between his forearm and bicep, in a chokehold.
your voice was weak from the pressure of his arm against your neck, feeling him push the tip of his cock inside you, squeezing around him nonstop already, you just couldn't help it, the way he was pressed so closely to you had your pussy clenching in delight, "sh-shit, i'm sorry, i'm sorry.." you gasped out, feeling his arm around your neck loosen up, his chest still pressing against your back and you could feel his hot breath against your ear.
"haven't even fucked you dumb yet and you forgot how to breathe properly." he scoffed, a harsh sudden thrust almost knocking you forward if it wasn't for his firm hold on you, "oh my god, oh my god!" you chanted, eyes squeezing shut as you felt him bottom out with the ruthless push.
"pussy sucking me in so good, fuck.." he sighed, dropping his arm to place both hands on your hips, one of your hands settling at the desk whilst the other reached round to claw at sanemi until he took a hold of your arm.
"that's it, take it." he let out a euphoric chuckle as he reeled his hips back before pushing back into you, starting a quick but deep pace, eyes glued on the way he buried his cock deep inside you with every push and pull.
you got louder and louder, more nonsensical as each second passed, "oh nemi!" you squeaked, "feels s'good baby, mm, more, more." your nails dug into the soft foamy mousepad which expanded across the wooden desk, scratches and claw marks indenting the fabric as he somehow reached an even better angle when he hiked a leg up on his chair, feeling the tip of him hit that delicious gummy spot inside you that had puddles of drool spilling from the corners of your mouth.
"you're fucking disgusting, look at you." he groaned, skin glistening in a sheen of sweat as the sounds of your mewls rung like heavenly bells in his ears, coaxing him to keep rutting his hips animalistically against you, the dizzying sound of skin slapping against skin bouncing from wall to wall.
"aren't you embarrassed?" he leaned in, murmuring against your ear which only made him feel even deeper in your guts, "n-nu uh, love your dick too much.." you cried out, head lolling back against his shoulder, hand squeezing around his arm as you pressed back against him.
"right there? hmm?" he cooed, thrusts getting shallow and sloppy and he could already tell by how your words slurred and moans got higher pitched and broken, you were close, "i got you baby." he grunted, keeping your hips up and stable, knowing you were too far gone to keep yourself up.
"gonna fill this pussy up full of cum, so fucking nice, breed you like the good little fuck toy you are." he hissed, feeling the way you spasmed around his cock with every single word, broken moans spilling out of your mouth as your back arched and your high washed over you, "that's it, oh shit, just like that baby.." he pushed you further against him, hips quickly slapping against you as he chased his own high.
"p-please, inside, need your cum so bad." you begged, so prettily it had his eyes rolling to the back of his head, tight grip on your ass that was sure to further bruise the broken skin.
he spilled ropes and ropes of cum deep inside you, your whole body trembling as his warm cum coated your insides, cock still stuffed in your swollen pussy, "don't move!" you whined when you felt him pulling out, hand gripping onto his arm to keep him in place, "wanna feel like this a lil' longer, don't wanna waste it." you breathlessly whined.
sanemi poked his tongue on the inside of his cheek, leaning his head back, and looking at where the two of you connected, his thick pearly cum and yours melding together and prettily painting the inside of your thighs and the expanse of his cock.
sanemi leaned over your back, not putting too much weight on you as he pressed wet kisses along your shoulder, seconds feeling like minutes as you basked in the warmth beneath your boyfriend's body, feeling so full and content.
you groaned in discontent when he pulled back, fingers dragging along your sore, bruised skin where he had slapped, pinched, or grabbed, admiring the pretty fresh marks decorating your body, "c'mon, let's run a bath before you start cramping up." he chuckled, and to your dismay, pulled out, wincing at the way the liquids dripped down the inside of your thigh, feeling empty.
"baby.." he tilted his head, watching you in the same position, eyes widening when he saw your shoulders shaking a little.
"m'okay." you warned before he even asked, standing on shaky legs and turning to face him, arms reaching out and squeezing tightly around his chest, "i just love you so much," you soothed down your small sobs as your intense high fizzled out faster than you liked, head nuzzling against his chest, "just wanna stay close for a little more." you spoke gently and sanemi felt his heart pang.
"i'm here, i'm right here." he bought his hand up, patting the top of your head as he rocked back and forth with you slowly, the two of you spending a little more time just close, intimate. sanemi only moved once again to lift your chin, his hands cupping your cheeks and trying to inspect if you were hurt, "you're worrying me." he sighed, clearly concerned which only swelled your heart further.
"i promise, i'm okay. just felt so warm, and nice." you reassured your boyfriend, leaning up until your lips were plush with his, thumb soothing over his cheek
sanemi grabbed your hand, kissing the back of it as he nodded understandingly, "you'd tell me if i hurt you- i mean, did something you didn't like right?" you nodded at that, knowing it was important, "good." he sighed in relief, a smile spreading across his lips before he caught you in another kiss, "and.. i love you too, a lot." he muttered against your lips, almost inaudible. you decided against teasing him, already noticing the warmth rushing to his cheeks, it was enough to make your heart skip several beats.
"now, how about that bath?" you hummed.
fairy note..
tuh dahhh, my first kny one shot. i've written for different fandoms before but i don't know why sanemi possessed me to make my first anime writing about him probably the lack of sanemi smut but, damn this scratched an itch in my brain, hope this was bearable to get through for you
requests and feedback is open.. ♡
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Sanemi x Black GN! Reader
Warnings: smut, switch(?) sanemi & reader, degredation (both give and receive), canon levels of violence, mentions of blood, swearing, fighting, aggressive sex, oral sex, reader wears chest bindings and has vagina but I think I managed to not use any vagina specific terms except for “wet” so this might be safe for more than nb and fem folk, fluffy ending, no condoms, let me know if I missed anything
“Concede” you force out your throat. Your wooden blade pressed up against his throat as His hand wrapped tight around your airway trying to force you to do the same.
“Fuck you” he spits back, kicking knee between the two of you and pushing up forcing you to flip over the top of his head, slamming you flat on your back before you had a chance to regain your footing. Knees on either side of your body with your wooden blade pressed securely to the underside of your neck “you give up yet” gravely voice filling your ears
“don’t be stupid Shinazugawa-Sensei,” the sarcasm dripping like acid from your tongue, a silly smile plastered across your face.
“As if I’d give you the satisfaction of a tap out”
It had been about six months since you and the wind hashira started training together. Oyakata-Sama requested that you train with each other after he heard how quickly your skills were developing. You had only been a corps member for six months, joining after coming to Japan from abroad. You had met the man after being found wandering close to his estate, one that should have been invisible to many peoples' senses except for the hashira. After speaking with him and being regarded with nothing but love and reverence in his words, you accepted his offer to join the corps. That’s how you ended up living in the butterfly estate with the insect hashira you had grown to adore and the rest of the girls that lived there.
When you first met the hell-spawned demon slayer himself, you were excited to learn from someone so strong. However, It didn’t last long; the second he opened his mouth to speak that you looked weak, you’d fixed him with the nastiest glare you could find and told him to fuck himself. Being the kind and patient man that he is, Oyakata-Sama told you two to behave and find peace for the greater. Fixing you both with a gentle smile and requesting that you all train and battle on missions together. Though he has not witnessed the two of you in combat, he could feel the energies the two of you radiated when nearby. The two of you, too volatile in your hatred for one another, fought In battles as if trying to outdo each other, not noticing how flawlessly your techniques aligned. Movements flowed together like well-choreographed routines. The fluid teamwork and subsequent positive emotions towards each other “disappear " with your opponent's defeat.
You and Sanemi understood early on that speaking to each other wasn’t worthwhile. Both of you are fixed with equally explosive personalities. Just the sound of the voice of the other would have each of you ready to draw your blades on each other. Though you couldn’t stand his nasty personality, you’d be lying to yourself if you said he wasn’t attractive. And the fact that he parades himself around half-naked like a common whore you’d be silly to have ignored his muscular frame, adorned with scars that matched his persona. Yeah, he was attractive when his fucking mouth was shut, which brought you back to your current situation.
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“I have your sword at your fucking throat, and you still think you can beat me in a fight. You’re still as naïve as you’ve been since we started. Still as fucking useless as ever,” the man in front of you never knew when to shut his fucking mouth. Always took it a step too far to grind at your nerves, always trying to set you off. You’d had enough of his constant bullshit and trying to make you feel inferior to him. Knocking the wooden thing out of the way and pulling your fist back, you aimed a quick jab at his balls. Dropping to his knee, catching himself directly above you, you leaned your head back, cracking your skull against his. The force of the impact sent you both falling back toward the ground, him landing on top of you. After a second of catching your breath, you groaned out, “get off me, you big fucker” Letting out a grunt of pain, Sanemi rolled off and onto the grass next to you.
“You’re a fucking bitch you know that” he finally let fall from his mouth after a few minutes passed
“and you’re a narcissist who thinks he’s better than everybody, you never know when to shut the fuck up. I’m fucking better than you. Think cause you threw a tantrum and tossed me around I’d let you win fuck you”
Giving yourself a few more seconds for your vision to stabilize, you rocked your body back into a seated position and dropped your head into your hands on your lap. Seeing as Sanemi’s mouth had been quiet for more than a few minutes, and you had hit a solid blow to his head, you turned slightly to peek over your shoulder to ensure he wasn’t dead. Laying flat on his back with his left arm draped over his flushed face and one knee bent, you did a once-over scan of his person. Noting the new bruises forming across his abdomen, a smile forming as they served as friendly reminders that you had, in fact, inflicted damage on his body whether he acknowledged it or not. Continuing your assessment down to where his now dirty pants hung against his legs, falling in just the perfect way from the muscles in his legs. Apparently, ALL the muscles in his lower half, to be exact, since there was an extra one pressed firmly against the lower half of his stomach.
“You're fucking disgusting, Shinazugawa,” a smirk making its way on your face “fucking sick actually, was it getting punched in the balls or me talking about you like the worthless little man you are that got your dick hard” finally dragging his arm to the ground to drag his body all the way up your eyes were met with blown pupils and his signature feral smirk on his face. Dried blood on his head made its way into the snowy hair peaks. Surely you had a matching patch on yours. He looked like a wild animal, an attractive one, albeit
“I bet if I put my hand in those pants of yours, you’d be wet enough to keep me drunk for days. That smart ass mouth of yours is a cover; you want me to fuck you always have” by the time he finished his speech, he was in front of you, shoving your body back against the ground, slotting himself in between your legs and roughly rolling his lower half against yours as he leaned forward and bit the muscle between your neck and shoulder causing you to meet his hips in their rotation. “Lucky for you, I want you too” with that, his mouth met yours in a kiss just as rough as the both of you, hesitating just a second before meeting him back equally as desperate for his attention against your lips. Inevitability might be the word to use here; you two were bound to end up like this, but beating each other to bruises beforehand was on brand for your relationship.
Reaching his hand behind your head gripping the roots of your twisted up hair and pulling back so he could see your face. Purple darkened to its deepest shade stared back at you with no less fire than during training but something else was written within them now. something so intense that it sent heat through your body and had you unconsciously shifting back to escape it.
“scared” a tilt of his stupid mouth upwards
“Finally, realize your place with me,” he was goading you into a response, one he wasn’t going to get the luxury of experiencing right now. Without breaking contact with his eyes, your hands quickly pulled his pants to his knees before breaking his hold to drop to your knees and throat his entire length in one go. The satisfaction you received from watching his large frame cave in over you as his knees buckled from the rapid sensation of being shoved in your mouth gave. Making him hit the back of your throat once, twice, before pulling back off of him and running your tongue along the underside of his shaft and finally regaining the eye contact you two were making. The man was beautiful, flushed red face, eyes half hooded, muscles through his chest, and stomach flexing beneath your hand. The sights before you made you wonder why you’d never given in to your desires. Now, with him shoved into the depths of your throat, the only sounds coming from his mouth were grunts and poorly hidden moans. Pulling yourself away from him with an unconcealed smirk across your face, you couldn’t help the following words that slipped out
“you know.. you look so fucking good when the only noises you make are the ones I’m forcing from your mouth, sooo much better than that god awful voice of yours” not bothering to wait for a response you began inching back towards his waiting length, before you could connect however, two calloused hands grabbed your head and forced himsef all the way in your mouth and began roughly fucking your face the way he wanted to.
“And you look good with my dick shoved down your throat” a few more rough thrust to your mouth before he pulled himself out, tucking himself back into his pants and brought your body back up to its full height. Grabbing either side of your face and bringing you in for another meeting of your lips together. This one far softer than it should have been. Grabbing your hand and he began dragging you towards the doors to his home that you two had been training behind and into his room.
His estate wasn’t huge, considering it was just him living there, but there was more than enough space for both of you on his futon in the middle of the room. Dropping your hand, he finally turned to face you, looking very bit the predator that he was.
“I let you have your fun, strip and get on fours now”
Not willing to be so obedient to his request, you went to open your mouth in protest before five calloused fingers wrapped themselves around your throat forcing you to pay attention to him
“quickly and quietly, forgot about that part”
You were going to make another retort but thought better of it before moving to peel your bindings off and then quickly discard the standard corps pants you’d been wearing. Remembering your earlier words about not giving him the satisfaction of tapping out a dry laugh falling from your mouth at how you basically ended up doing it anyways. Moving to make your way towards the soft fabrics laid out across the floor, you began dropping to your knees, albeit not fast enough for Sanemi, as you felt the after-effects of the smack he landed on your bare ass before you could even register what happened. Falling unceremoniously against the bed, you propped yourself on your hands and turned to fix him with a nasty glare before the sight of his naked body flittered into view. Stiff, red, and standing at perfect attention between his hips was his waiting length. Though it had just been in your mouth not even 10 minutes ago, you still couldn’t help but marvel at how perfect it was. In the midst of your being lost in your thoughts, Sanemi had planted himself behind you and licked a fat strip through the center of your legs before sloppily sucking and licking his way through them. With a wet pop, he pulled himself away, just barely, before opening his mouth to mumble.
“Like I said, drunk. for. days” And then latched himself back on to you. The coil deep in your gut had already been forming before he pulled away, but his renewed vigor and intensity increased since his return pushed you over the edge, a sobbed moan launching itself out your lungs, breathe getting caught in your throat. The rest of your body shuddering behind it. Satisfied with your response, he pulled himself up on his knees to meet his pelvis against the roundness of your ass. Rubbing through the wetness, collecting it against his shaft before slowly beginning his slow entry inside you. Two moans, one breathy and broken and the other deep and uncontrolled, filtered through the air as the rhythm of colliding hips intertwined with them. It wasn’t long before he draped himself over your back, whispering little mumbles of nothing in your ear until you both peaked soon thereafter.
Rolling you both to the side before falling flat on the futon, still stuffed inside you. Fingers trailing the sides of your body before wrapping around your middle to pull you back flush against him.
“you’re not useless” gruff voice filling the air breaking the silence “nothing of mine is useless or weak” the implications behind his words not lost on you but instead of responding with words, you slowly rocked your hips against his, eyes finally wandering over your shoulder before smirking at him, your voice filling the air sounding far more hoarse than it had before
“You know… a little praise might’ve got you this treatment earlier Sanemi” followed by slow giggles as you felt him grow back to full mast within you. Chin placed on your shoulder beginning to meet you thrust for thrust he whispered
“let’s see where it gets me now then yeah…” leading into Your bodies introducing themselves to each other over and over throughout the night.
Bonus
You both kneeled heads bowed in respect to your master waiting for his next instructions. After being formally dismissed with your next mission assignment you two began to rise from your positions only to hear his soft voice
“My children a moment…” pausing your movements and looking towards the man whose amusement was now scarcely hidden behind his calm smile and unseeing eyes
“Yes, Oyakata-Sama”
“I sense you two have found a way to put your aggression towards each other to better usage, I hope it continues to fair well for you both”
Heat rising through your body, as you peaked to look at your partner. The physical representation of what you were feeling appear across his face and tips of his ears as you both quickly bowed your respects to master before making a quick exit from his grounds. His gentle laughter along side that of Amane-Samas could be heard in the background.
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𝙃𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙤 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚! 𝙎𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙮𝙪𝙪 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖 𝙗𝙞𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩. 𝙄'𝙢 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 "𝘚𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘺𝘶𝘶" 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙨, 𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙫𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢. 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙡𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤
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𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙈, 𝙍, 𝙤𝙧 𝙓 𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙨 𝙄 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙡𝙖𝙗𝙚𝙡 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩, 𝙨𝙤 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙤𝙧 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩, 𝙄 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙤𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙨. 𝙃𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙.
𝙋𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙩, 𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙛 𝙄 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙚/𝙫𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙤 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙖 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙘𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙥𝙖𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙥𝙥, 𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖 "𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘬". 𝙋𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩.
𝑹𝑼𝑳𝑬𝑺➩
𝙉𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙚𝙘𝙝.
𝙉𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙭𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙚𝙘𝙝.
𝙉𝙤 𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙚𝙘𝙝.
𝙉𝙤 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙤𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙘 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙚𝙘𝙝.
𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃.
𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴.
ᴀʟʟ ᴘᴏsᴛs ᴍᴀʀᴋᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ * ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴏᴄᴄᴀsɪᴏɴᴀʟ.
𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔.
𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖 𝙎𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙮𝙪𝙪 𝙛𝙖𝙣, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙖𝙣, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 t̺͆h̺͆i̺͆s̺͆ i̺͆s̺͆ t̺͆h̺͆e̺͆ b̺͆l̺͆o̺͆g̺͆ f̺͆o̺͆r̺͆ y̺͆o̺͆u̺͆.̺͆!
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warning: yandere themes. Violence
He couldn't help himself. He wanted you. He needed you. Right beside him. He wanted you attention. Only on him. He doesn't want it on anyone else. Only him. You only needed him. Only him. No one else.
Then why are you talking with him. Couldn't you tell that you belong to him and him only and not that guy. You shouldn't be talking to anyone only him.
He tighten his fists. He wanted to punch the guy in the face. Or to do anything to get you away from the guy. He wanted to pull you away and show you who you belong to. To do anything but instead he was just watching.
Finally the guy left. You waves goodbye to him. He then marches his way to you and grabs your arm. "Were going home" he says through gritting teeth.
As he drags you back to your guys place you don't say anything. You didn't know what to say. Was there anything to say?
Once you both got to your guys place he opens the door and drags you inside before closing it and locking it. He then dragged you to the couch. He then makes you sit down before he flops himself onto your lap and lays there.
He wasn't going to let you do. He was going to keep you here with him forever and ever. You won't be able to do anything about it either.
Your his and only his.
Majiro/Mikey, Sanzu, Sully, Jeff the killer, Jason the toymaker, Shinsou, kaneki, ayato, Bakugou, baji, kazutora, sanemi, obanai, karma, ciel
sorry if some of these don't seem like they would do all of this but this was just their general feel to them. Hope you like have a good day!
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Chat how do we feel about saneoba in the growing up verse
#I am Considering it#heavy on the considering#idk to just do a saneoba one shot or go all out and make it a thing within guv#it would be slow burn tho#demon slayer#kny#sanemi shinazugawa#Obanai Iguro#saneoba#blue rambles
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How they show they miss you after you’ve been gone on a long mission;
Hello! This is my first time ever doing a one shot! I know it’ll be rough, but hopefully with time and constructive criticism things will get better. Enjoy!!
E/C- eye color
Pairing:All Hashira’s x Female Reader
Content warning: Swearing.
Readers sex: female
Summary: how the hashiras show they miss you after a long mission-
Masterslist-
Gyomei-
* He waits for you to arrive everytime.
* He stays near you once you are home.
* When you hug him, he holds on longer than usual.
* He’s hesitant to verbally express his longing feelings for you; but after some time he finally expresses that he missed you.
* He prays more than usual for your safety and safe return while you are gone.
As you walked up to the entrance of the Demon Slayer Headquarters you saw his big figure waiting for you patiently, your pace subconsciously got faster as you longed to be in your lovers arms. “Welcome back, gorgeous.” He spoke as he wrapped his arms around your small frame. You blushed at his comment before wrapping your arms around his big figure, the two of you remained that way until you pulled away and began walking back to the stone mansion. You both arrived with your hands interlaced together as you described all the sites you saw in detail so that your lover could fully picture it. You didn’t understand how much he appreciated that. He battles with himself internally before just coming out with it, “I missed you a lot dear…” he spoke as he squeezed your hand lightly, scared to crush your delicate hand. “I missed you too love.” You spoke with a blush as you got on your tippy toes to give him a kiss.
Giyuu-
* The water hashira distracts himself often while you were gone, due to his constant state of anxiety for you.
* He is distant at first, waiting for you to love him. He feels he doesn’t deserve you, and he still finds it hard to believe you’re his.
* When you give him affection he knows he’s able to show you how he truly feels.
* Once the two of you are isolated and in a comfortable place he will overly express his feelings for you due to his excitement of you being home.
“Giyuu! I’m home!” You yelled into the seemingly empty mansion. You walked through the mansion in hopes of finding your lover, but he was nowhere to be seen. You suddenly heard his grunts coming from outside, you quietly walked outside to see what he was doing. He was training with the Wind Hashira, Senmei. They had a good training session; Giyuu was the one who held his own the best. The two exchanged goodbyes before you made your presence known, “Hi love..” you spoke shyly stepping out from behind the pillar you stood behind. He turned to meet you (e/c) eyes, there was a moment of silence before you rushed toward him and wrapped your arms around him. He immediately wrapped his arms around you and began kissing your forehead, before he pulled away examining your body. “How are you feeling? How was your mission.” He asked with obvious worry on his face, you chucked before placing your lips on his.
Kyojuro-
* He will openly express how he longed for your presence.
* He will offer to cook and clean for you to take away from your stress.
* He will hug and kiss you for longer periods of time.
* He will stare at you for long periods of time just to take in your beauty.
* He gets very excited when he sees that you are home.
“I’m home Kyojuro!” You spoke as you stepped into the flame estate. As you were slipping your shoes off you hear heavy footsteps approach you at a fast pace, “welcome home dear! How was your mission!” He spoke as he pulled you into his chest so he could hold you in his arms once again, you chucked before pulling away to place a soft kiss on his lips. “It was good, I’m just a little sore.” You spoke feeling awfully tired from your mission. He picked you up bridal style before carrying you to the room the two of you shared, he placed you down on the futon before placing blankets on you. “You rest dear, I’ll cook us some dinner.” He spoke before kissing your head. Before he went to prepare dinner he stood at the door frame and admired you as you laid there tiredly. “I missed you dear.” He spoke before he went to go prepare the food.
Tengen-
* He will prioritize you over his other wives for the day (if his wives are involved.)
* He will express himself once the two of you are cuddling; it’s religious.
* He will attempt to cook for you.
* He will go on rants about the music that he’s learned while you were gone to keep himself distracted.
When you arrived to the Sound Mansion you could already hear the chaos, you pushed open the door and quietly took off your shoes. You walked down the brightly lit hallway past the kitchen where you saw Tengen cooking while the Suma was crying about what Makito did, he signed while continuing to cook what he was. You opened your door and closed it lightly, you put your hair up, then got dressed in some more comfortable clothes.Tengen placed all the food he cooked on a tray before he strayed away from his wives who were still arguing to go help his fourth wife. He opened and closed your door softly, he placed the food beside you before gently placing a kiss on your cheek, “welcome back beautiful, I missed you.” He spoke brushing some hair out of your face. You smiled snuggling your head into his hand, “I missed you too..” you spoke softly before sitting up so you could eat your food. He smiled placing a kiss on your lips before handing you your food, He sat beside you getting under the blanket. You both stayed up all night talking about your mission and how much you missed each other; he’s a good cook.
Senemi-
* He finds it hard to express his feelings
* He will try to show it by gift giving
* He will try to take you on dates to show how much he cares for you.
The wind Hashira was found waiting for you at the gates of your shared mansion, “Hi baby! I made it home!” You spoke with a wide smile looking at your significant other waiting for you. He smiled before opening his arms for you to embrace him, “welcome home babe.” He spoke placing a kiss on your head. Once you pulled away he gave you some wisteria flower, you looked down at it with a blush and a smile. “Thank you baby, you didn’t have to!” You spoke looking up at him with a closed eye smile. “Come with me.” He spoke walking down a path on the mountain the two of you shared. You two began walking down a path that had Cherry Blossom trees blooming, you took in the scene in awe. “We are here.” He spoke facing you with a nervous look on his face, you looked down to see a small picnic with all your favorite foods. “Baby! Thank you so much!! I missed you so much!” You spoke as you threw your arms around his neck. He smiled before pulling you down before hesitantly replying, “I missed you too babe..”
Obanai-
* He sends his snake to greet you every-time you arrive.
* He makes sure the room the two of you share is prepared for you so the two of you can sleep and cuddle.
* He sets your clothes out for you and runs a warm bath for you.
* He isn’t afraid to verbalize how he feels; he’s just a actions speak louder kind of guy.
* He will read poetry to you.
You were walking on the path home when you felt a white snake make it’s way to your shoulders, “hey Kaburamaru! How have you and Iguro been while I was gone!” You spoke with a smile as you pet the snakes head as he pushed his own head closer to your face. The snake loves you just as much as he loves Iguro. Once you arrived at the mansion that you shared with your lover you walked in, “I’m home my love!” You spoke walking into the room the both of you shared. He had a blush on his face as he rushed to give you a hug, “welcome back dear.” He spoke before he shyly removed the bandage that covers his mouth so he could place a kiss on your lips. “I ran a bath for you, I have your clothes already ready.” He spoke brushing the hair in your face behind your ear. “Thank you my love.” You spoke before you took your bath. Once you were done you got under the covers with your lover who was reading poetry, “what are you reading” you spoke as you cuddled closer to his side. “Some poetry that I found at some shop, wanna hear..?” He asked quietly scared of rejection. “Of course baby!” You spoke with a wide smile.
Mitsuri-
* She will take you out to dinner and enjoy your first meal back with her.
* She blushes and gets flustered by your teasing a lot easier when you’ve been gone for longer periods of time.
* She gets very clingy.
* She’s obviously very expressive about her feelings.
You were greeted by a very excited Mitsuri when you arrived home from your long mission, “welcome home baby!! I missed you soo much! I ate so much while you were gone, because you always tell me to eat! Are you proud of me?” She spoke with a blush grabbing her dangling arm. “Hello beautiful, I see your beauty has only grown since we last saw each other. I’m quite glad to hear that you’ve fed yourself while I was gone, I was deeply worried about you.” You spoke as you pulled the pink haired girl into your chest, she blushed before wrapping her arms around your waist. “Have you ate today yet?” You spoke keeping her in your arms, missing her body on yours. “I haven’t, I’m kinda hungry.” She spoke with a small giggle. You smiled pulling away, “then let’s go get something to eat.” You spoke interlacing your fingers with hers. After you had one bowl and Mitsuri had multiple, you paid the tab and began your journey home. “I really missed you babe.” She spoke barley above a whisper as the two of you walked together in the crowd, she was leaning onto your arm with her arms wrapped around your arm. You smiled looking down at your lover finally feeling complete, “I missed you too my love.”
Shinobu-
* She will either drop everything or include you when she’s doing things once you get home.
* She isn’t afraid to give you affection infront of others.
* She struggles actually verbalizing her feelings, so she stutters sometimes and has trouble finding her words.
* She’s very bold other than that.
You walked into the busy butterfly mansion after your last fight, “Hey Kanae! Hey Aoi!” You spoke to the girls speaking in the kitchen before you went to find your lover. You spotted her black hair, she was working on Inosuke, he needed stitches by the looks of it. “Hey babe, I’m home.” You spoke as you stood beside your lover watching her carefully stitch Inosukes arm. “Welcome home honey! How was your mission? Anything for me to tend to?” She spoke not moving her eyes from the boys arm. “No, I’m fine love. My mission was very successful.” She let out a pleased hum before finishing her last stitch, “can you get me some alcohol and some bandages please love.” She spoke gently as the two of you finally made eye contact. You smiled before gathering all the supplies that she requested. Once she finished patching up Inosuke she pulled you into her arms placing kisses all over your face before placing a final kiss on your lips. “I.. I kinda.. you know… missed you..” she spoke quietly struggling to form her words properly. “I missed you too baby, I didn’t know what to do without my own personal medic.” You joked with your partner before the two of you walked our hand and hand to spend the rest of the day together.
#demon slayer shinobu#rengoku kyojuro#kimetsu no yaiba rengoku#tengen kny#tengen uzui#one shots#demon slayer mitsuri#misturi kanroji#iguro obanai#demon slayer iguro#giyuu headcanons#tomioka giyuu#gyomei himejima#kny gyomei#kny headcanons#demon slayer#kimetsu no yaiba#kny sanemi#sanemi shinazugawa#sanemi x y/n
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▸ INTRO. [modern au] you need to get the train to come back to your apartment but it’s full of people and you get anxious about it.
▸ NOTES. ok well i needed comfort so here i am, r’s feelings are mostly based on my own experience so it doesn’t mean that everyone goes through this + i feel better w some kind of physical contact, but again that’s on me. i hope this will give comfort to others that feel like me ig <3
▸ FANDOM. kimetsu no yaiba
▸ CHARACTERS. tengen uzui, sanemi shinazugawa, kyojuro rengoku x gn!reader
▸ RATING. sfw
▸ WARNINGS. modern au! mention of anxiety, cursing, pda, not proofread ofc + lemme know if i missed something pls
TENGEN UZUI
tengen doesn’t notice at first, also because he’s used to take trains full of people so it’s nothing new
but then he remembers you saying that it’s difficult for you and that it makes you anxious being around so many people in a space like that
so he makes sure you’re near a window and tries to distract you with some random chat, to keep your attention focused on him
tengen knows that otherwise you’ll spend the whole ride thinking that people around you are judging you and staring at you & this would only get you even more anxious
“i was thinking that tomorrow would be great to go for a movie, or something,” he starts, gently taking one of your hands to stop your fidgeting. “what do you think?”
you would say yes, but he can see clearly that your brain is still filling up with those bad thoughts
“alright, come here,” he gently push you towards his body and let you rest against his chest. you lean into his embrace and close your eyes, finding comfort in in his perfume and his body heat. “thank you, tengen,” you whisper into his hoodie
“we’re almost there, you’re doing amazing,” he praises you, caressing your back slowly. he’s truly proud of you because he knows it gets suffocating and he tries his best to make sure you know he’s here
would also hold your hand the whole time, as to keep you grounded and make you look outside the window while he talks about something !!!
SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA
sanemi gets annoyed when he sees the train is full of people (key words: annoyed & people)
you soon grab his hand, so you won’t get separated or something
“this fucking town,” he says under his breath.
there’s no need for you to remind him or for sanemi to notice, he’s on autopilot when he takes you to the closest window
wouldn’t hesitate to push people out of his way 🫥
he positions himself right behind your back and circles your neck with his arm, caressing your shoulder gently
you rest your chin on his arm and stare out of the window, trying to concentrate on the landscape to ignore all the people around you
sanemi notices you’re still a bit nervous so he tries to distract you with some cheeky phrases or a very bad joke
“see? you’re doing amazing,” he kisses your head and makes sure you’re alright. “i’m here with you.”
KYOJURO RENGOKU
now, kyojuro is a little distracted
you notice the train and start gripping his jacket, making sure you won’t lose him
“kyo…” you try to get his attention, but you notice he’s talking with a guy nearby
you squeeze his arm and get closer to his side, your eyes nervously scanning everyone around you
“yes, darling?” he finally turns his face and once he notices he takes action
“excuse me,” he gently push you towards the window while people let you two pass. he shows everyone his smile as a thank you, before giving you his whole attention
“better?” he asks you, putting one of his hands on your hip. “i’m sorry i didn’t notice sooner,” he apologises and kisses your temple.
“no problem,” you mutter and let your back rest against his chest, relaxing a bit. “i’m so proud of you for taking this train anyway, you’re amazing.”
you smile and hold his other hand, your heartbeat finally slowing down a bit
i think he would also ask you if you want to get off and wait for the next one, if you’re too overwhelmed ):
▸ BEFORE LEAVING. reblog and comments are super appreciated. thank you so much for reading !!! have a good day / night ♡
#📂 — writing !!#tengen uzui x reader#sanemi shinazugawa x reader#kyojuro rengoku x reader#tengen uzui one shot#sanemi shinazugawa one shot#kyojuro rengoku one shot#kimetsu no yaiba#kimetsu no yaiba fanfic#demon slayer#demon slayer fanfic
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to save you is to save the world
Author’s Note: proud of myself for writing this. Not my most polished fanfic, but still a gentle slip into Sanemi’s characterization and tenderness (~sort of). 🤍
to save you is to save the world
Shinazugawa Sanemi x Reader
Word Count: ~900
CW: death content, explicit language
Emergency Request: i request for a realistic sanemi comfort interaction with a reader whose around the same age as him, (hes 21 i believe) started late, joining into the slayer corps but proven to be as hard working and having a knack for combat, honing her skills, body etc, (which was effective most of the time, earning her up to tsuguko rank like kanae) but in this particular night, she just couldnt be 100%, let alone 30% or lower, she was at her worse today (hah like me) — giving up wasn't her thing, but yeah... 🥹 everything feels heavy, breathing techniques seem more harder, nerves shaky from lack of sleep and food intake just—yeah (shit is happening to me too rn) i love sanemi and his hardened shell with a soft budding flower inside, its so comforting (or am i just traumatized cough)
~faqs~
“You aren’t taking care of yourself.”
You shrug at Sanemi’s blunt statement, knuckles tremoring as you regrip your katana, beads of sweat threatening to fall from your brow as you inhale slowly. Moonlight glimmers lazily through his white hair, the tucked away clearing as familiar as it is difficult to locate, an ideal place for sparring bordered by tall, tall pines and the layers of many winters past.
“If you were a demon, then you’d be dead.”
You shrug again, dust stirring as you lunge toward him, a low growl vibrating in your throat when he easily stepsides you, the dreary weight of the bottom of his pommel smacking you square in the back. He snorts while you swallow a dry cough, lavender eyes following your hasty retreat as you rethink your position.
“Seriously, you’re stupid for continuing to fight me.”
“We aren’t fighting,” you mutter, upper lip curling, “I’m fine.”
With a devastatingly simple maneuver, Sanemi’s blade suddenly rests shiny and sharp against the curve of your collarbone, his expression grim as he says plainly, “Wrong.”
You blink, unable to breathe, his warm scent of freshly ground matcha powder softening the starkness of his violence.
“We are fighting,” he insists, withdrawing in a heartbeat, “Training this, training that, this is real,” giving you a withering look, “And you should be dead.”
“Well I’m not,” you deadpan.
And thank fuck for that Sanemi nearly exclaims, jaw clenching at the weariness in your gaze, the memory of your sluggish movements. He knows your chances of beating him are essentially zero, but you usually hold your own at least fractionally better — you usually bite harder than he does, adequately compensating for your lack of skill with your passable company. But currently?
“No thanks to your effort,” he scoffs, gesturing to your katana, limp in your hand, “You’re wasting my time.”
“I’m tired,” you mumble, fingers numb as you flex them around your handle, “Don’t you ever get tired?”
He can tell by your intonation that he wasn’t really meant to hear your final utterance, but he is a Hashira, and you are a mere five feet—give or take—away from him. You should’ve kept that question to yourself.
“I’m tired when I’m awake, I’m exhausted when I’m asleep. I can’t remember feeling alive. But I am. And as sorry as I feel for myself, there are more pressing matters than being tired.”
You flinch, the uptick in his volume and intensity flaring, your eyes closing as a swell of shame fills your lungs. Of course Shinazugawa-san gets tired. How silly of me to-
“Enough.”
“Enough?” you sputter, shame crinkling into indignation as you suck in a tight breath, “We’ve been fighting for less than an hour!”
“And you’re already bringing up tired,” Sanemi interrupts coolly, sheathing his katana, harsh chuckle hurting your ears as he nonchalantly dodges your lame attempt to charge at him once more, “Like I said, you aren’t taking care of yourself.”
“You don’t know me,” you retort, knees aching as you pivot to face him, “I’m tired, not unconscious.”
“Do you want me to knock you out?” he drawls amusedly, “Because it would take precisely no energy on my part to do so.”
“Don’t be ridiculous!” you huff, impatience bubbling over, “Why would I want a concussion?”
“So you can get a good night’s rest?” he smirks.
“I’m leaving,” you declare, your katana returning to its scabbard, tongue dripping with sarcasm, “Thanks for sharing your keen observations with me.”
“Before you go, let me share another,” Sanemi’s voice darkens, his intoxicating aroma of green tea, discipline, and coldness stifling the air surrounding you as he circles you, “You aren’t taking care of yourself, and you will die. If you’re tired, then rest. If you’re exhausted, then rest some more. And don’t let me find out that you died due to carelessness or fatigue.”
“We die every day,” your eyes roll, uninspired by his scathing “pep” talk.
“And you’re okay with that?” he challenges, “You’re okay with dying?”
“If it means you’re nicer to me-”
“Shit like that should never come out of your mouth,” he snarls, firm palms hot and crushing as he grasps your shoulders, “If you want me to be nicer to you, then just fucking ask. Don’t fucking die. So fucking dramatic.”
“And you had to shake me to get your point across?” you remark carefully, pulse erratic as delicate flecks of deeper violet in his irises reveal themselves to you, “Shinazugawa-san…”
Sanemi doesn’t have the decency to look embarrassed, pressing himself into you for a fleeting moment, the sensation of his embrace almost false, gone even as it registers. You swallow thickly, head empty, pinpricks of doubt and heat and fear stabbing at your chest.
“I don’t want to see you until you’ve eaten, bathed, and slept through an entire day. In fact, you won’t see me until you ask.”
“Ask what?” you say dumbly, still reeling.
“Until you ask me to take care of you,” he scowls, “And no, beating you up doesn’t count.”
Watching your eyebrows furrow, Sanemi sighs, teeth gritting as he tacks on roughly.
“I notice everything, everyone.”
You glance away, sparing him from further explanation, the slight itch of dust on your skin signaling his departure.
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If only I could save it all too.
#sanemi shinazugawa#shinazugawa sanemi#sanemi x reader#shinazugawa x reader#wind hashira#one shot#kimetsu no yaiba#demon slayer
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43 for the fic writer ask game?
43. Do you take a sadistic joy in whumping your characters, or are you more the "If you hurt them I would kill everyone and then myself" kind of person?
HA.
I meannnnn… I sent my mutual @renhoeku the entire working draft of The Bitter & the Sweet and she asked me if I was okay because “I write so much pain.” 😂
Y’all have to know by now that I LOVE angst, so obviously I’m going to enjoy making them suffer. The real question is whether they’ll get a happy ending.
#y’all should see the most recent one shot I wrote for Sanemi#think ‘Where’s My Love’ only worse#I was angsty and so I made him suffer#unrelated to any of my WIPs#maybe I’ll post it LMAOO#demon slayer#kimetsu no yaiba#sanemi shinazugawa
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You ask, I write!
this is all just fan fiction ive created in my head that i need to see writen out; shitposts maybe! X)
you can request for Demon Slayer and i'll write it asap! infact I encourage it! Allow me to make your dreams come true xx (UvU) I am currently only a demon slayer writer!
i write for all characters and i'll do demons if asked, but, i do NOT write for Gyokko . he makes me extremely uncomfortable, so don't even ask for him :)
there aren't any rules , just be kind and patinet when asking !
i do not have a specific writing style yet, so when you request it is kind of like a gamble. if you want me to write a fic in a certain style, let me know which post of mine your referring to and i'll make it in that style !! you can link it , or tell me the title
#demon slayer#kimetsu no yaiba#kny x reader#demon slayer x reader#demon slayer headcannons#demon slayer fic#demon slayer fan fiction#demon slayer drabble#demon slayer one shot#rengoku kyojuro#tengen uzui#iguro obanai#muichiro tokito#mitsuri kanroji#shinobu kocho#gyomei himejima#kny#sanemi shinazugawa#tanjiro kamado#inosuke hashibira#zenitsu agatsuma
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Betrayal Cuts Deep
Pairing: Sanemi x Fem!Reader
Warning: Mention of betrayal, this is not related to the actual story line, mention of suicide at the end, blood, killing.
Genre:Angst
Blood dripped down your face, your body, and your katana. But that wasn’t the thing that pained you the most, the thing that pained you was the look on your lover's face. Horrid, betrayal, sadness, anger, and regret were flashing through his purple eyes. The one thing he hated the most was demons because they killed his entire family. So when he fell in love with you he swore to protect you from every demon, but what if you were one yourself.
One day the truth will come out, and that day will pain everyone. The person you love the most and the people you cared about were betrayed by you because you were selfish enough to stay. The truth was that you weren’t supposed to stay.
Flashback
“Y/n Miyabi, my strongest Kitsune. You are sent to the human world to wipe up all the traces of tengus living there. One has always said foxes and crows are never to cross paths, one stays on land, and the other flies through the sky. Never to cross paths. But Tengus has been destroying almost all of our shrines. They declare war and I shall give in. So go my child.”
You nodded and opened a portal to the human world and erased all of your scent masking it with a human scent.
As you traveled the lands of the humans, killing one tengu by one. You encounter a demon trying to attack you but before you could kill it off a gust of wind came flying, you were quick enough to dodge the attack. “What is a girl doing out here at midnight?! You will be killed by a demon if you keep wandering around out here at night!” A rough voice yelled from the dust cloud caused by the wind.
The dust finally settled and revealed a tall, muscular, scarred, white hair boy. “Am I not allowed to be out here at night?” You cluelessly asked and he gave a short answer, “No”
So you asked him why and he told you or more like yelled at you that human-eating demons were roaming at night. So he demanded you to go home, but you told him you didn’t have a home. Which led him to stare at you blankly and hesitantly he offered you his estate to stay at.
That led to a love that you didn’t know you could feel. Which led to your mission which was supposed to take a maximum of two weeks into years.
Flashback ended
But a fantasy always comes to an end. The truth will be revealed. Love is replaced by betrayal. Just because of one single fight.
Flashback
After years of living with Sanemi, you have not realized that there was a kitsune shrine near his estate. Not until you smelt the smell of a tengu nearby. Still not forgetting what you were sent here for you set off to kill the tengu. Sanemi was on a mission so he wasn’t home, which was the perfect chance for you to go off.
Once you got closer, you transformed into your true form, a fox human with nine tails. You had the color of the white and black coat. One of your eyes turned from a brown/black into emerald green, the other one stayed the same. You wield your katana in one hand, the black and white represented your two tails, and each of your tails represented a power. The black and white powers were shadow and darkness and the other was light and brightness.
On your other hand was your third eye which looked like a big ghostly eye. This was called the curse of the third eye. You weren’t born with this power, you were cursed by Shuten-Doji the leader of yokai for disobeying the laws.
This power lets you make your enemies hallucinate, visualize, and physically a death you caused for them.
You walked towards the Tengu which gave off very powerful energy. Once you came into the range you opened your third eye, causing you to see the world in black and red. Letting you see every single movement. The tengu turned to you not yet putting the first attack. “You ruined my kind’s shrines and you think you can get away with it?”
The tengu cackles at your sayings and replies “So what we are just having a little fun, don’t you guys like being mischievous? You know with kitsune being a mischievous fox and all.” you scoffed at the comment, “Playing tricks and pranks are different than destroying one’s property.” You sent back at the tengu. “But oh how weak of them to send their strongest link after us tengus.” The tengu gave out a horrid laugh. That was when she came flying at you trying to swing her big wings at you.
You moved quickly and slashed at her wings. But she was fast and was already right behind you knocking you back into a tree. You threw your third eye into the sky pulling her into your world of hallucination. You managed to leap at her and slice one of her wings making her let out a horrid scream.
“You damn fox.” She screamed
She used her claw-like feet to scratch your back and then kicked you sending you to the ground. When you got up you met with the eyes of your lover and his peers. You froze which was an opportunity for the tengu to stab you piercing from your back to your stomach making you spew out blood.
You snapped back into reality using your magic to a barrier to protect Sanemi and the other hashiras.
“A kitsune protecting the ones she loves will be useless if you’re dead.” She laughs standing onto of you. But you smirked “But I won’t die if you don’t stab the right spot you stupid tengu.” You quickly moved and pierced her with your katana through her heart, killing her instantly. “What kind o yokai are you do not know a weakness of one.” You threw her body to the ground and pulled out her katana from your stomach which sealed up but still not fully healed.
Flashback ended
He saw the way you killed the tengu. He sees you covered in blood. He saw your true self.
“You’re a demon.” That was what he first said after a silence. You tried to approach him but with every step you moved forward he moved back. “Nemi… please I’m not a monster.” You stuttered out. “You are! All demons are monsters. You lied, you betrayed me. I loved you.”
His words pained you one by one but what mostly pained you was ‘I loved you’
“Please… don’t be like this Nemi. I know I am a demon and I know that I lied and all but I love you and I won’t hurt a soul.” Tears ran down your eyes.
“So you were going to hide it from me forever?! I was going to marry a demon without even knowing.” He screamed and you cried.
“I loved you truly I did Y/n, but I can no longer love you. You’re a demon. Your just a kind that kills and kills. War is all you guys want. Blood shed. I just want peace. To live in a world were my kids will not be murdered. Yet you live in a world were you kill others. You should’ve seen the way you looked killing the tengu. All I saw was pure evil in your eyes.” You could he was holding back every emotion.
“I-I’m sorry…” “No, you’re not! You know I hated demons. You know what they did to me. Yet you decided to lie and betray my trust. Leave. Leave forever. I don’t want to see you anymore.” He turned away.
Leave
You repeated the word over and over. Yet you didn’t move a muscle. Your eyes are still fixed on him.
A kitsune’s death is caused by only one thing, the pain of a heart.
A soul could perish due to heartbreak.
“This was my suicide mission. I love you always Sanemi Shinazugawa. Goodbye, forever my love.”
Everything turned black as your body turned to stone because you were stabbed physically in the hurt but you died due to the feeling of love.
Once your body turned to stone, Sanemi walked over to your statue putting his hand into yours while kneeling down. “May I see you in another peaceful life and may we fall in love truly.”
#kny#kny angst#kny oneshots#sanemi shinaguzawa#demon slayer sanemi#sanemi x you#sanemi thirst#sanemi x reader#sanemi headcanons#kimetsu no yaiba sanemi#kimetsu no yaiba#demon slayer#demon slayer angst#demon slayer oneshots#sanemi one shot#sanemi shinazugawa#shinazugawa x reader#demon slayer shinazugawa#demon slayer sanemi shinazugawa#kny x reader#kny x y/n#demon slayer x reader#demon slayer x you#demon slayer x female reader#sanemi x y/n#sanemi#sanemi angst#sanemi imagines#kny imagines
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Spoiler Demon Slayer Hybrid AU
Who will be Sanemi's companion? 👀
Sanemi: This is so embarrassing!
Chapter 3 in progress.
🇧🇷
Quem será o Companheiro de Sanemi? 👀
Sanemi: Isso é tão embaraçoso!
Capítulo 3 em andamento.
#anime#fanfic#demon slayer#history#história#kimetsu no yaiba#kny sanemi#sanemi shinazugawa#sanemi#one shot#alpha#alfa#omegaverse
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