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JJK Men

Freak like me

summary: JJK men when you try to tie them up. cw: !!MDNI!! a little bondage, smut, oral, riding, teasing, some after care. CONSENTING. aunote: I'm back with more jjk shawtys. More aunotes is at the bottom. Enjoy and happy reading!! 🐼🖤 wc: 3k+ (not proofread, I spent wayy too much time on this)

Choso Kamo

Is secretly a kinky freak. He loves it when you tie him down to the bed and edge him off by riding him until he’s about to cum. He loves to see his cock and balls swell from being overstimulated.

“Please mommy let me cum.” he whines as he grips the leather straps that are restraining him from grabbing you and fucking into you senselessly.

“Uh-uh. Mommy hasn’t said that you can cum yet.” you grab his face and kiss him as you slowly grind your hips into his. Choso whines and whimpers, he tries to wriggle free but his legs are tied to the posts at the end of the bed.

“Please, please, please, I wanna cum so bad for you mommy.” he bucks his hips up into you. You slap his balls lightly making him twitch and moan in pleasure.

“M-mommy…” he groans, you pick up your pace and rock your hips against his making the bed creak. You could feel his cock twitch inside of you, his eyes are shut tight as he tries to overcome the overwhelming pleasure.

“G-gonna cum.”

“Beg for it.” you moan out, nearing your orgasm as well.

“Please let me cum inside of you mommy.” Choso whimpers out, his fingers tugging at the leather straps a few more times until they snap and break. His arms immediately wrap around your waist as he pounds up into you. He buries his face in between your boobs as his load explodes inside of you shooting ropes, and ropes of cum inside of you. You’re both panting, trying to catch your breaths. You move his hair from his face and litter his face with gentle kisses.

“I love you.” you kiss his wrists that are red from the restraints.

“I love you too mommy.” he says back and kisses your collarbone.

“You don’t have to say that anymore Cho. It was just for role play sex.” you giggle, his face is nuzzled in your neck.

“I-I wanna keep saying it.” he mutters. You could feel the heat of his cheeks against your skin.

Nanami Kento

Isn't having any of your bullshit. You must think he’s stupid if you didn’t think he saw all of your orders through Amazon, you even checked the box that says “discreet packaging”. So when he walks into the house and sees the trail of red rose petals that leads to the bedroom he just ignores it and walks to the kitchen to have dinner. You’re waiting for him in the bedroom, you’re in a leather bodysuit holding a leather tassel whip. You wait patiently for him, but he doesn’t walk into the bedroom. You sigh a little and walk out to the hallway and down the stairs to see him sitting there, his leg crossed over the other one, his foot tapping the tile floors. His tie is wrapped around his hand, he motions for you to sit on his lap.

“Eight”

Smack!

“N-nine”

Smack!

Nanami see’s you anticipating the last smack from his tie, your laying across his lap, he rubs your red cheeks softly,

“Is this what you wanted?” You like to be a cum slut?” he pulls your ponytail so you’re looking at him. Your cheeks are flushed and hot from the pain of him smacking your ass.

“You like to be MY cum slut?” his hands squeeze your ass, he spreads them apart and dips his fingers in between your folds, rubbing up and down your wet slit. His index and middle finger find your clit, he presses harder and slowly rubs around it making you squirm on his lap.

“Did I find your sweet spot, pretty girl? Are you going to cum for your daddy, you cum slut?” he moves his fingers faster, feeling your thighs squeeze around his hand, your holding back your moans and your breathing picks up, you’re so close to cumming but then he stops and slaps your ass with his tie.

Smack!

“Say it pretty girl.” his fingers begin to rub again, he smacks you one more time.

“I-I’m going to c-cum d-daddy, please.” you whine, your legs begin to shake as you try to hold in your orgasm.

“Finish your count.” he smacks your ass again.

“T-ten!” you moan out as your orgasm takes over, your legs are shaking, your body twitches on his lap, his fingers continue rubbing and abusing your clit.

“S-stop daddy, sensitive.” you mewl out as your body writhes from the overstimulation. Your hands come up and grab him.

“Oreo.” you mutter out, Nanami stops and carries you up to the bed, throwing you on it. He lets you take a breather as he undresses himself. Nanami comes up from behind you and places gentle kisses on your ass, his touch is now gentle and loving, he kisses up your spine, he chuckles from the visible shudder and goosebumps that appear on your skin.

��I love you.” he says, as he positions himself in front of your entrance.

“I love you too.” you moan, feeling his cock slid into you, stretching you out.

Nanami thrusts are slow and hard, he grunts with every thrust making sure to pull all the way out to the tip and ramming back inside of you, he takes a moment to fully fill you up, until you both reach your climaxes together.

You're laying together in bed, your head on his chest, he tilts his head down to kiss your forehead,“You’re not slick by ordering all of that on Amazon. We do share an account together.”

You let out an amused huff and kiss his chest. “I wasn’t trying to be slick, I knew you wouldn’t have done it if I asked you.

Gojo Satoru

Is willing to try it, but he says he would be able to get out of those little restraints easily. That you shouldn’t even bother but you took a note from Tojis book and tired him out to the point where he didn’t want to get out of them because that was the only way he was going to get any pleasure from you. So for the next few days you would handcuff him to a chair and edge him off. You’d start off with a strip tease wearing his favorite black lace lingerie with heels. You’re wearing that deep red lipstick he loves and the reason why he loves it so much was because he loves to see it smear all over your face as he facefucked you, he loves to see your red lipstick marks all over his body after he makes you beg for his cock.

“Please…just touch me. Just a little. My balls hurt so much baby.” he pleads with you. You straddle his lap and push his face into your breasts. His tongue immediately starts licking at your breasts, he bites your nipples through your lace bra. You let out an approving moan.

“Fine I’ll give you a little something more this time since you've been such a good boy.” you get off of Gojo, he has a full view of your ass as you bend over and pull off your panties. You see his cock twitch ever so slightly as your hand slips in between your thighs, you rub circles around your already soaking wet slit. You giggle as you see Gojo’s eyes glaze over, that same ravenous look in his eyes appear as you continue to pleasure yourself in front of him. You slip a finger in and let out a very beautiful, very sexual moan.

“Mmmm baby, your fingers are so long. They hit just the right…. spot…mmm” you continue to tease him. Gojo growls under his breath and the chair creaks as he tries to break free from the handcuffs. You turn around and sit on his lap, you lick your fingers tasting yourself, Gojo looks desperate to taste you again to lick all over your wet cunt and make you scream his name. You slide down on his hard cock and sit there for a few seconds letting him stretch you out.

“B-baby, please.” Gojo whines and he bites his bottom lip. His legs curl up as he tries to thrust his hips up into you.

“Do I need to tie your legs too?” you moan out as you start riding him, moving your hips up and down on his shaft.

“Ahhh” he moans out, you can see the veins in his forearms bulge and he continues to pull handcuffs. “You’re such a fucking tease.” he grunts out and throws his head back from your motion picking up speed.

“I know you like this.” you stutter out feeling your orgasm building up, you grab onto the chair to steady yourself as your hips move up and down.

“You’re gonna get fucked so hard Every. Single. Day. I’ll make sure you’re sore all the time.” he moans, his pleasure washes over him as he cums deep inside of you.

“Looks like I’ll just have to keep you tied up then.” you playfully joke, kissing him on the cheek, before getting off.

“You mean these handcuffs?” he holds up your fluffy pink handcuffs that are bent and twisted. He drops it to the floor, you see his cock jump in excitement again.

“Satoru… I was just kidding. This was all just role playing..” you say slowly backing away from him.

“Is that so?” he gets up from the chair, stroking his cock. “Well baby we’re in a new role play now.” his eyes darken and a devilish grin appears on his face.

Geto Suguru

“Whaddya doin?” Geto smirks in amusement as he closes the door behind him. He hears the handcuffs drop on the floor.

“O-oops, I made a mess.” you stutter out, quickly grabbing the handcuffs and hiding them behind your back again. Your breasts are covered in whip cream with a cherry on each nipple.

Geto lets out an amused huff and crosses his arms. “Oh yeah? And how are you gonna clean that up?” he raises an eyebrow.

“W-wanna help me clean it….up?” you quickly glance at Geto before turning away again, your cheeks heating up from embarrassment.

“Nah I’m okay. I’m a little tired tonight.” he pretends to yawn and walks over to the fridge.

You stand there shooketh and what he just said. You feel like a total dumbass, what were you supposed to do next? You're snapped out of your thoughts when you hear the whip cream can, you turn towards Geto who’s also naked now, his thick hard cock covered in whip cream.

“Oops….looks like I made a mess too.” he tilts his head to the side. He walks over to you and places his hands on your waist pulling you closer to him. He leans in to give you a quick peck on the lips.

“What were you gonna do with these?” he says holding up the handcuffs he took from your hands.

“How did you-” you’re cut off by him pulling you in for another kiss, he leads you towards the kitchen and lifts you on top of the countertop. Geto grabs your hands and places them behind your back, you suddenly hear a click and your eyes shoot open.

“Wait no, it's not for me. It's for you!” you protest, he simply lets out a breathy laugh.

“Yeah? Maybe you should be a little more confident next time princess.” he starts to lick at the whip cream on your breasts. He picks up the cherry stem and brings it up to your mouth, you bite into it, a bit of the cherry juice drips down your chin. Getos wipes the juices with his thumb before he brings it to his mouth and licks it.

“It’s sweet like my beautiful princess.” his strong arms are supporting you as he continues to help you “clean” up. Your quiet moans fill the room, the TV playing softly in the background.

“Wanna show me what you had in mind, beautiful?” his hazel eyes are filled with lust, his thumb caresses your lips, you open your mouth and suck on his thumb, he takes off the handcuffs with his other hand and gives them to you. You push against the wall with his hands cuffed behind his back, you kneel down and begin to lick at the tip tasting the sweet cream. Some of it falls onto your breasts, Getos head is tilted back against the wall enjoying every moment of your mouth lapping up all of the whip cream until you eventually make him cum all over your face and breasts. You spread his cum all over your breasts massaging them as he watches you through heavy lids.

“Now that we’re done with foreplay are you ready to get fucked princess?” Geto says, undoing the handcuffs.

Toji Fushiguro

Doesn’t play those games, you thought you could trick him into wearing a collar with a leash. Hah! Sucks for you, you’re the one wearing it now and you’re the one who’s getting facefucked by him.

“Take out my cock.” he says, pushing you down on your knees.

Your saliva drips down your chin and onto your chest and boobs. Your gags fill the bedroom, Toji is holding your hands against the wall, your hands are bound by the leash.

“Mmmm, you really thought you could put me in a choker?” he says, slowing down his thrusts so you can breathe.

You nod and try to answer but your mouth is stuffed with his big cock so it comes out as a garbled mess.

“I fuck you good and treat you like my queen and yet you want to be treated like a dirty whore?” he grunts when you deepthroat his cock. He lets go of your hand and tugs the chain towards the bed. Toji makes you get on your knees and arch your back for him, he leans down to lick your clothed slit then he slips your panties off and stuffs them in your mouth.

“You didn’t get a gagball so I guess this’ll work.” he smirks and slaps his wet cock on your ass before sliding in and fucking you hard and fast. He grabs the leash and pulls on it hard making you arch your back even more for him, your moaning loud for him, mumbling his name over and over again. Toji grabs your and hold your body close to his,

“Shit, I’m gonna bust baby.” he yanks out your panties and kisses you sloppily, your tongues dance and play with each other. A few more thrusts and he fills you up to the brim. Toji pushes you both onto the bed, still inside of you,

“You’re wrists okay, my beautiful wife?” he kisses your wrists and gently massages them.

“A little sore but it’s okay, my love.” you respond.

“I’ll make it up to you by buying your favorite dessert.” he says, kissing them one more time before carrying you off into the bathroom for a warm relaxing bath.

Ryomen Sukuna

“Consort, why have you summoned me to your chambers?” Sukuna stands at the door of your chambers.

“Master, thank you for coming to my chambers at this hour.” you bow at his feet.

“Stand consort, tell me what it is that you need from me?” he sighs and looks down at you.

“Master, I-”

A growl escapes from his mouth, he yanks you up to look at him.

“You’re my wife, why do you insist on calling me.” -he pauses- “Master.” he says through gritted teeth.

“My apologies, Mas-” you're cut off by him crashing his lips onto yours, his big hands come up to caress your face. He parts from your lips, leaning down so his forehead touches yours.

“It pains to hear you call me master, I am your husband, my love. Do you not see me that as much?” his voice is low and soft. Your hand comes up to caress the monstrous side of his face, he kisses the palm of your hand.

“My beloved Sukuna, I love you the most, you should know that by now but I have to keep up appearances, for the maids might hear the way I call out your name so casually. After all, your main priority should be on Pure Consort Uraume.” you say in a hushed tone.

“Is that you’ve summoned me here, so you can call out my name?” a sly smirk appears on his face.

“Leave and do not come back until morning. Do as I say or you will be beheaded.” he announces, the sound of feets shuffling is heard outside the paper walls before silence befalls the two of you.

“Shall we get started, my love?” he begins to kiss down your neck, pulling your garb down revealing your collarbones and cleavage.

“S-sukuna, I have summoned you here because I’ve thought of a new way to help you.” you gently push him away and fix your garb. Sukuna sighs in frustration when you leave his side.

“Show me before I lose my patience with you, my love.” he says, pushing his hair back.

“Here it is, my love. I will sit here that way you will not have to touch me.” you present to him a swing and hold up the ropes attached to the swing.

“You jest, you deserve punishment for that.” he growls and grabs your wrists pushing you onto your comforter.

“M-master.” you cower from him, facing away from his face. A pained expression falls over his face, his hand reaches out to caress your face again but he hesitates and pulls away.

“Why must you be so afraid of me? Of my touch. Is it because I did not choose you to be with me in the next life?” his eyes soften, observing your face for any answers.

“That is not true, I wish you to be happy and Pure Consort Uraume is better suited, she will be able to help you in ways that I cannot.” a tear falls down the side of your face. Sukuna reaches over and wipes it away, making you turn to face him.

“I love you and I always will. I will find you no matter which era and how many years have passed. So please let me show you, by making love with you until the crack of dawn.” his lips are inches from yours, his red eyes soften, a smile appears on his face and all of a sudden he looks like he once did before he was cursed as the King of Curses. Sukuna and you make sweet and tender love, not ever touching the swing you made. He left hickeys and kisses all over your body even on the areas that were cursed, they burn his lips but he doesn’t care, you gave your life up for him so only half of him would become a curse, you are his beloved. His one and only and for you to create such a contraption so he couldn’t touch you or hold you,was so foolish to him. He loved you and he always will.

aunote: And then Yuji ate his finger and Sukuna set out to destroy all sex swings in the current era. 🤣🤣

I hope you all enjoyed this one! I tried to make them as different as possible, a lot of bjs and oral stuff. Sorry the ending sucked, i just wanted to wrap it up and not make it into an entire fic.

Don't come for me about being historically accurate, I tried my best and I loosely based it off of the apothecary diaries. I know I know.

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honeytrap26 · 2 months

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Looking Out For You — Giyū Tomioka x gn! hashira! reader

summary: your decision to befriend the reclusive water hashira turns your life around for the better.

tw: anxious and insecure reader, awkward convos, non-descriptive injuries, mentions of getting stitches.

a/n: I finally wrote for Kimetsu no Yaiba, been a fan of this when there was only one season of the show (read the entire manga as it got updated).

wc: 6k

Master List

It was no secret that the water hashira was a loner. He stuck to himself and blended into the background. At first you were neutral towards him, you were similar in a sense. Kept to yourself and tried to blend into the background. The big difference is that not only were you friends with the love hashira, but you had managed to endear yourself towards some of the others. You weren’t sure how you did it, but it was nice to know that they cared. For Giyū Tomioka, it was the complete opposite.

You could only hear insults towards the man for so long. A part of you related to him, and hearing Kochō be so passive aggressive towards him made you feel unsettled. So you made up your mind, you were going to try and befriend Tomioka. You had been completely alone before, and you had wished for someone to befriend you, so you were sure he was longing for the same.

You had told Mitsuri of your plan as you both walked towards the Ubuyashiki Estate. You all had been called for a brief. These were rare, but it was nice to see how your fellow hashira’s were, and also a perfect excuse to try and talk to the water hashira. Mitsuri was nearly jumping up and down at the information, an excited grin overtaking her features.

“That’s so cute!” She squealed, clasping her hands together. “You have to tell me how it goes.”

“I already feel like I’m going to fail,” You said, slightly sweating at the thought. “Last time I tried to make a friend it ended up really awkward because I never know what to say.”

“Hm,” She hummed in thought. “Just try and find a connection.��

You purse your lips, “That’s easier said than done.”

It wasn’t much longer before you found yourself sitting next to the stoic man. Ubuyashiki was going over statistics, how we could improve and how well we’ve been doing. I felt myself getting more anxious by the second. After the meeting I would try and at least say hi, but I was wondering if that was a good idea. Seconds ticked by while you had basically toned out Ubuyashiki’s smooth voice, fingers fidgeting in your lap. Once you were all excused, you hyped yourself up, looking over to the black haired man.

“Hello!” You said a little too loudly, a nervous smile adorned your lips as you gained Tomioka’s attention.

His blank stare watched you for a few seconds before replying, “Excuse me.”

Then he left.

…just like that. You blinked, mouth dropping in slight awe at just how fast he managed to escape. You had spent so long going over situations and anxious thoughts…only for him to barely acknowledge you.

You didn’t even realize Mitsuri joined you until she spoke up, “Maybe next time?”

You turned your attention to the green eyed beauty, a pout adorning your lips, “He didn’t even say hi back.”

“Ara ara~” Kochō joined us, an empty smile placed on her lips. “I’m afraid it’s a lost cause.”

Your playful pout had turned into a frown, your feelings towards the insect pillar were mixed. She was blunt, which would be nice at times, but others it could be harsh. “Oh well,” You shrugged. “At least I’ll be able to say I tried.”

You had accidently ran into Tomioka only a few days later. You were walking back to your estate, exhausted after a long mission. It was more tedious than difficult, as the walking had been longer than the fight by far. You couldn’t believe your eyes when they landed on the split patterned haori. Before your anxiety could get the best of you, you approached him.

“Hello!” You waved, this time not shouting. “How are you doing Tomioka-san?”

Once again his stoic features watched you briefly, like he was trying to gauge your intentions, “I’m doing fine.”

Yes! He couldn’t run away like last time, you’ll make sure of it.

“How old are you?” You asked, genuinely curious. He looked both young and old in a sense, and you were curious where you stood compared to your ages.

Another awkward pause as you both stood on the trail, Tomioka finally answered, “Ninteen.”

Your mouth dropped open, unable to hide your surprise, “Nineteen! I thought you were at least twenty-two!” Tamioka only glanced away awkwardly, and you waved your hands around. “Not that it's a bad thing, I’m only twenty! So we’re really close in age. Besides, Tokitō’s fourteen so nineteen isn’t that bad…sorry I’m rambling.”

Your anxiety started to run rampant, this is the most you had spoken to the water pillar and it was really awkward. You both seemed to be in the same boat as he awkwardly nodded, arms crossed as his eyes couldn’t meet yours. An awkward silence encompassed you both and you felt yourself losing your composure.

“I’m sorry,” You apologized again, feeling your face heat up in embarrassment. “I want to befriend you but I’m very bad at talking to others. Mitsuri-chan recommended finding something we both relate to, but I am unsure how to do that.” You weren’t sure if your mind was playing tricks on you, but you swore Tomioka’s eyes widened slightly, head tilting ever so slightly. He almost reminded you of a puppy.

“We shouldn’t be friends,” Tomioka’s tone spoke with finality. Your brows furrowed, you could understand him saying that, but the sting of rejection overpowered your thoughts. Normally you’d bow as an apology and scurry away to mull over all the points in which you made yourself look like a fool, but your wish to friend him overpowered that.

“Why not?” You asked, a slight frown pulling on your lips.

Tomioka opened his mouth only to close it, eyebrows furrowing in thought. Finally, he replied, “I don’t want to be friends with you.”

You nodded, the sting of rejection spreading. You felt your face flush in embarrassment as you bowed, “I apologize, I wish you well Tomioka-san.”

You quickly turned around, rushing towards your estate, shame and embarrassment continuing to flood through you. You had quickly written a letter to Mitsuri, venting about how embarrassed you were. You had been sent on another mission shortly after, allowing you to forget about your embarrassing fiasco, at least for a brief moment. You were nearly back to normal, your restless nights finally ceasing as the memory started to fade to the back of your mind. Until it was violently forced back to the forefront.

You had found yourself resting in the same wisteria house as Giyū Tomioka. You both sat in silence, eating your food without acknowledging the other. It felt wrong, like you should say something, but those words he spoke rang in your head, holding you back, ‘I don’t want to be friends with you.’

You hate to admit it, but that simple sentence had brung back insecurities you thought you had overcome. You didn’t blame him, not at all. It wasn’t Tomioka’s fault that you had seemed to crumble due to one person's seemingly unapproval of you. You ate with your head bowed, hoping that you weren’t annoying him in any way. Was it the way you looked? The way you talked? Had you rambled too much in your nervousness? Did your mere aura annoy him? If so, you felt even more guilty for making him sit in your presence.

Tomioka on the other hand hadn’t noticed your inner dilemma. Although he did find you seeming to shrink in on yourself further and further unusual, he wasn’t sure what your normal was. You hadn’t seemed to act like this around the other hashira’s, he only saw glimpses of you. If he were to be honest, he had seen the way you interacted with Mitsuri, so lively and happy. He wished he could experience that side of you, but he knew he had ruined any chance already. ‘I don’t want to be friends with you,’ those words haunted him. It was a lie, he did in fact want to be friends with you, but you were better off without him. He would only manage to drag you down.

“Are you finished?” Tomioka asked. You hadn’t even realized you had stopped eating. Looking up at him for the first time, you stared at him with wide eyes.

“Oh! Uh, yeah,” You stumbled. “Here, I can clean up.” Moving faster than he could protest, you had grabbed the empty bowls and started cleaning, not wanting to be a burden. The lady of the house was surprised when you approached her with the dirty dishes, asking where to set them. When she protested you helping her wash them, you begrudgingly made your way back to your shared room for the night.

“Thank you,” Tomioka spoke up randomly, causing you to glance at him.

“It’s okay,” You shrugged, prepping your futon to your liking. “I like helping.”

It was harder for you to fall asleep than you’d like to admit. You had been running around for the past few days and it seemed that your mind couldn’t settle just yet. You kept your eyes closed, willing yourself to sleep as your body felt exhausted.

It was even harder for you to fall asleep as Tomioka had murmured into the night, “I wish we could be friends, but this is for the best.”

Great, now you really weren’t going to fall asleep.

The sun was just starting to shine through the windows, causing you to slowly wake up. You were surprised that you had awoken earlier than Tomioka. He looked so peaceful, the usual tension in his face had been relaxed. Rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you went to take care of yourself in the bathroom. Your foggy mind slowly remembered the restless night before, how Tomioka had confessed to wanting to be friends with you when he thought you were asleep. Now that you knew that you weren’t the problem/reason, you were going to try even harder to befriend him.

When you returned to the room, you had half expected the room to be empty, but to your delight, Tomioka was still there, having just woken up.

“Good morning,” You smiled sleepily, still feeling sluggish. You tried to ignore how cute he looked as he rubbed his eyes.

“Good morning,” Tomioka replied back softly.

“Did you sleep well?” You asked, hoping to keep the conversation going. While talking, you made your way to your satchel, making sure everything was in order.

“Yes,” He replied, the sounds of shuffling cloth coming from behind you. Glancing back, you watched as he was about to leave. “Excuse me,” He alerted, sliding the door open and leaving. At first you thought he was leaving completely like the last time, except you noticed his sword was still in the room.

‘Good,’ You thought. ‘He should at least eat something before leaving.’

The lady of the house knocked on the door before entering, a bright smile on her face. You both chatted briefly as she set up a zataku table, loading some food on top. Tomioka entered the room not long after, glancing at the food but ignoring it. Swallowing the bite of taiyaki, I spoke up, “You should join me! The food’s really good.”

“I’m not hungry,” Tomioka muttered.

You bit your lip, trying to think of how you could get to know him better, “Not even for just a bite of rice?” His deep blue eyes glanced at me, pausing before he grabbed his sword, then his eyes drifted to the food. “I really can’t eat this all by myself,” You said, hoping that would finally entice him. It seemed your persuasive skills were better than you thought (or his loneliness was finally getting the best of him).

As you both sat at the table, you found yourself rambling about your mission. The awkwardness between the both of you from before had seemed to vanish (on your end at least) as you talked to fill the silence. How the demon’s you were sent to kill had become more challenging, how the treck left you exhausted, how awkward you were around to kakushi. It got to the point of you rambling about this cute Ezo red fox you saw.

Tomioka may be a bit oblivious at times, but he had noticed this drastic change. Just last night you barely let out a peep, and now you were talking about anything and everything. He didn’t mind, no one has talked with him in such a way since…Sabito. It felt very bittersweet for him. He could only ponder on what caused your change, and he hoped that you hadn’t heard his confession last night. Especially since he found his will to be weaker than he’d like to admit.

…

Misturi was a very good listener. The way she’d dramatically gasp or watch with bated breath. You knew she was hanging on to every word you spoke. When you had finished filling her in on everything that had happened between both you and Tomioka she squealed.

“You two are so cute!” She smiled brightly, finishing another bowl of pork cutlet.

“More like we’re both awkward,” You mumbled. Picking at your food (still only on your first portion).

“He said he wanted to be your friend!” She pointed at you with her chopsticks.

“But I’m not sure how to proceed,” You complained. “Do I just keep talking his ear off about random stuff? I feel like that’ll get annoying quickly.”

“Why don’t you get him something?” She asked, sipping some tea. “Maybe that’ll open him a little.”

“Hmm,” You pondered. What would you even get him? “Maybe.”

So you had continued to think about what a reclusive water hashira may like. It didn’t help that you were in the midst of a market. Vendors resided on either side, showing off their wares to entice customers to view their stalls. You took in the sites, yet nothing really caught your eyes. That was until a vendor who was selling omamori. You were surprised to find someone selling these charms outside of a shrine, so you were a bit weary of the product, but they seemed to be made from genuinely good materials.

You perused the items, there were many different colors and intentions. Finally, you picked out a blue omamori that wishes for happiness. You didn’t really think much of it. You did, in fact, wish Tomioka happiness. The rest of your mission went smoothly, and you sent Tomioka a letter upon your arrival. In the time it took for your crow to come back, you had almost forgotten of the invite. You felt yourself waiting anxiously for the time to come, tidying up your estate even more (much to the kakushi’s dismay), making sure you had enough tea and snacks.

By the time Tomioka had arrived, you already had two cups of tea and a snack platter set out on your engawa. It was a nice warm and bright sunny day, and you might as well enjoy the scenery of the forest that surrounded your estate. You greeted him with a bright smile, coaxing him to sit down. The both of you savored the tea, sipping in silence. It was nice. Normally you’d feel pressured to say something, like you were failing at keeping the other person entertained, but at the moment you felt peaceful. Sharing a warm cup of tea on a nice day with someone you cared about.

You watched as the sun rays fell down, barely hitting the forest floor. Rabbits hopping about as insects buzzed around. You quite liked your estate, you were grateful for all that Ubuyashiki has given you. It was in a secluded area not too far from a small village. It gave you a space for yourself, but you were still close enough to society that you weren’t a hermit. You enjoyed nature as well, watching animals was one of your favorite hobbies as you discovered silly little behaviors that they would do. Though as a hashira you found yourself having less and less time to yourself.

“I have something for you,” You finally spoke up. You both had finished a cup of tea and some of the snacks were gone. You turned your gaze to Tomioka, only to meet his ocean blue eyes. You took the omamori out of your pocket and handed it to the water hashira. He hesitated before finally accepting the gift. You bit your lips, trying to suppress the giant grin that threatened to spread across your lips. A light pink dusted across his cheeks as he stared at it.

“You didn’t have to,” He replied, eyes still on the gift. “...thank you.”

“No biggie,” You waved it off. “I saw it and thought of you.” You didn’t realize what you said until you had said it. Your eyes widened, and Tomioka’s blush seemed to only intensify. Deciding that ignoring the remark was the best option, you started talking about your last mission and the market you had found that charm in. A giddy feeling overwhelmed you as you watched Tomioka pocket the charm, his gaze looking warmer than usual.

It was safe to say both you and Tomioka were quite close to each other now. You were someone he enjoyed spending time with and you loved being in his presence. The awkwardness that had initially been a part of your relationship fizzled, a warm atmosphere left in its wake. The two of you would spend time over tea, mostly at your estate, but you were proud to say you’ve spent time at his as well. Sometimes you found yourself going on walks on the trails that littered across your property, and you would point out animals you’d observed and little facts you found out about them over the years. Tomioka thought that if demons hadn’t screwed over the world, you’d have made a wonderful researcher.

The feeling of something slipping into your pocket had put you on edge. Turning your head swiftly to the side, you stared at Tomioka with wide eyes. He stared at you back, eyes wide and cheeks a light pink. He had been caught. He didn’t know what he was expecting, you were a highly skilled hashira, trained to detect the slightest thing off. Slipping your hand into your pocket, you pulled out an omamori. You felt your face flush as it was not only your favorite color, but it was an anti-evil omamori.

“Thank you, Tomioka-san,” You thanked with a bright smile. You were so busy trying to figure out how to attach the charm to the hilt of your sword, you almost missed Tomioka’s next words.

“Giyū,” He muttered, head turned away from you. You stared at him slightly in confusion until he clarified, “You can call me Giyū.”

“Thank you, Giyū-san,” You clarified, smiling so wide it felt like your cheeks hurt. “You can call me by my first name as well.” He nodded, still not facing your direction. Tugging gently at his haori, you led him to continue your walk along the trail, the day seeming a lot brighter than before.

…

“Please Giyū-san,” You pleaded, putting on your best puppy dog eyes.

He tried his hardest to not meet your gaze, feeling his resolve slowly crumbling, “I…am busy that day.”

“Pleeeeease,” You drawled out, hands clasped as you jutted out your bottom lip. “I don’t want to be stuck as a third wheel.” He had accidently met your gaze, and he felt himself fold, how could you look so cute?

“Fine.”

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” You exclaimed, pulling him into a hug without a second thought, squeezing him tightly to try and express your gratitude. “I love Mitsuri-chan but Iguro-san scares me.” Giyū stood stiff, arms fell limply at his sides. Unsure what to do, he awkwardly patted your back before you pulled away. Your warmth that had seeped into him seemed to vanish and he immediately wished you held him for just a moment longer.

The dinner had arrived too quickly for his liking. Although he found himself wanting to spend more time with you, and he didn’t mind Kanroji, Iguro had made his distaste of the water hashira clear multiple times. He hasn’t spent time with you in the presence of others, and he was scared that you’d finally come to your senses and sever your ties with him.

He had arrived at least fifteen minutes early, which was exactly when you arrived as well. Giyū couldn’t help but stare at you in awe as he approached. You stood to the side of the restaurant that you were all to dine in. You wore a simple kimono, but he couldn’t help but find himself astounded. He thought you were ethereal in your uniform and haori, but seeing you in such casual wear had seemed to revise your beauty in another light.

You, on the other hand, felt blood drain from your face. Giyū had been the next to arrive after you, and he was wearing his uniform. Your brain had become frenzied as you wondered if you had enough time to make it back to your estate and change your clothes. You didn’t want to stand out amongst your friends.

“Wait, is everyone going to be in their uniform?” You blurted, feeling slightly dizzy at the thought. Giyū, still being stunlocked, seemed oblivious to your turmoil, shrugged. Your shoulders raised as Giyū stood next to you, waiting for the other two to join. Your brain continued to bug you for ten minutes, and only got worse upon notice of their outfits. Both in their uniforms. You felt your face flush in embarrassment, wanting to hide behind the water hashira as Mitsuri and Iguro spotted you both.

“Hi!” Misturi waved enthusiastically before gasping your name. “Your kimono is so cute!” Unconsciously, you slightly hide yourself behind Giyū, not enjoying all the eyes on you. This is exactly why you didn’t like standing out in a crowd.

“Thank you,” You muttered, hand grasping gently at Giyū’s haori. Normally, you wouldn’t have such a harsh reaction to being in such a position, but you could feel Iguro’s eyes watching your every move, judging your every decision. But you’d have to endure it, for Mitsuri’s sake.

Giyū wasn’t faring much better. He hadn’t expected you to become so shy, using him as a shield. It made him feel a bit prideful and protective, you had chosen him even though you had been friends with Kanroji for longer. Though he also felt a bit embarrassed, unsure how to react to such a situation. He had never thought someone he found attractive would look at him, let alone find comfort in him in such a way.

You all had entered the restaurant, Mitsuri trying not to squeal at the site before her. She had been trying to refrain from mentioning how your relationship with Giyū seemed to be some romantic plot from a novel she’s read. Every detail you shared with her had her blushing in excitement. She had recalled when you told her you didn’t expect to find love in this lifetime. As a demon slayer, you had little freetime, and the fact that you never knew if the day was going to be your last would loom over you until demons were eradicated. So having friends was tough, and a lover even tougher. She couldn’t be more overjoyed by the fact that you had managed to find someone even with the complications. Which led her to this master plan with Obanai, a secret double date (it would be a double date in her heart). A double date where only one person knew of it as such.

Once you all got in, you found yourself feeling more comfortable. You found yourself in a comfortable conversation with Mitsuri, both your companions silent as they eyed the other up. It was a comical site for anyone who witnessed it. Mitsuri had beat us all in the amount she consumed, a bright smile as she asked for another. The atmosphere was warm in the small restaurant, the night sky shining through the windows. You slightly felt bad for Iguro and Giyū, as they both seemed out of their element, but overall it was a fun night. It almost felt like a date due to the fact Giyū insisted on walking you home.

It didn’t take long after that night for you to realize your feelings. You were helping two lower ranked demon slayers defeat a demon. At the end of the battle they had checked in on the other, making sure they were both relatively okay before embracing. It had reminded you of how you treated Giyū, and suddenly it all came crashing down on you. You were in love with Giyū Tomioka. The two demon slayers had thanked you, as you weren’t there to help them initially. They were surprised at how kind you were towards them, remarking how they heard all the hashira’s were cold. You quickly waved them off with a slight laugh, explaining how most of you were just trying to get by like the rest of them.

You had continued to stew on your feelings, unable to think of anything else. Your mind had been so dangerously drifting off, you found yourself injured. Not gravely, thankfully, but enough for you to end up in butterfly manor.

“It’s rare to find you here,” Kochō commented as she cleaned your wound, causing you to wince. “Is something the matter? Have you finally realized the lack of heart Tomioka has?”

You frowned, unsure if unpacking your feelings to Kochō was the right play. It wasn’t due to Tomioka’s lack of heart, rather how much heart he has. Your eyes drifted to the sword leaned against the wall next to your current bed, the omamori charm dangling tauntingly.

“No,” You confessed, hands clenching as she cleaned a particularly deep wound. “It’s actually quite the opposite.”

You took slight satisfaction in the surprise Kochō’s eyes held, but her empty smile didn’t waver, “Don’t tell me he’s managed to trick you somehow.”

“No,” You once again simply answered. “It’s all my own doing.” That was true, in a sense. Of course you couldn’t control your own feelings, but it was you who pushed past Giyū’s barriers and managed to sneak your way into his heart, just as he had snuck his way into yours. Though you weren’t sure if he viewed you in such a way, and you didn’t want to push him farther than he could handle.

Without pause, Kochō took out a suture kit, threading the needle. Your eyes widened in horror. You’ve only needed stitches very few times, and the nausea you felt when a needle was presented never left. Mercifully, Kochō took out a balm and applied it to the skin around your wound.

Waiting for a few moments to let the balm numb your skin, she spoke up, “Don’t get your hopes too high with him.” It was at that moment that you realized that Kochō was looking out for you…in a passive aggressive way. Although you didn’t exactly like the way she showed this care (by insulting Giyū), you still felt touched that she even cared in the first place.

“Don’t worry,” You shrugged. “They’re never really high in the first place.” It was that moment she deemed worthy to pierce your skin.

…

You didn’t need too many stitches thankfully, but even with the numbing the process was excruciating. You were relieved when the bandages were finally applied and Kochō bid you farewell. You were sore all over, waiting for the medicine Kochō made you take to finally kick in. Not only were you sore and tired, but you felt slightly ashamed. You allowed your emotions to overtake you and get injured in battle. You were a hashira, these simple things weren’t meant to let your guard down.

You had been so absorbed in your thoughts, you hadn’t noticed said water hashira entering your room. Kochō hadn’t been too surprised when she saw him stalking down the hall as she exited your room. With your previous conversation, and the bits Kanroji accidentally let slip, she had pieced together that Tomioka wasn’t all she thought he was. It was hard for her to believe that he would care about someone, but now that she witnessed the terror that shone in his blue eyes, he had even managed to surprise her.

“They’re resting,” Kochō said, a fake smile lifting the corners of her lips. “Visiting hours aren’t open for them yet.”

Giyū didn’t even pause, continuing his trek to your room. It didn’t matter that his crow had told him you were only mildly injured, or the fact that Kochō left your room (a clear indicator that you were fine), he needed to see that you were okay with his own eyes. He had lost so much already, and he surrendered himself of such attachments, not only because he didn’t deserve it, but because he didn’t want to go through that again. You had managed to brighten his days again, he looked forward to waking up, wondering if he’d get to hear you laugh that day. All the good came crashing down the second he heard of your injured state.

You were both demon slayers, hashira at that, so you were bound to face injury. Yet he couldn’t help but blame himself. For what? Even he wasn’t sure, but he felt like it was due to the fact you were close to him. Karma for being the one to always survive. So when he quietly opened the sliding door, a breath of relief passed his lips as he saw you stare out the window. The sun hit your figure, causing a warm glow to light up your features. The usual smile that was on your face had turned into a frown, eyes distant. He wasn’t sure what to do. He had accomplished his mission, he’s seen you with his own eyes and you’re breathing perfectly fine, although the bandages that littered your face tugged at his heartstrings.

“Oh, hello,” You spoke softly, snapping Giyū out of his thoughts.

“Are you okay?” He asked, internally berating himself for asking such a stupid question. Of course you aren’t okay, you're sitting in a hospital bed at butterfly manor.

“I’m fine,” You smiled slightly. “Just some small injuries. Honestly all this pampering is a little too much if you ask me.” That was a slight lie on your part. It was clearly not just small injuries, or you wouldn’t have been taken to butterfly manor. You felt bad for the poor kakushi that had to tend to your injuries enough so you wouldn’t bleed out as they carried you all the way here.

Giyū also seemed to sense your lie, his blue eyes unwavering from their intense stare. His eyes raked your body, trying to pinpoint all the injuries that littered your body. Fortunately for you, most of the injuries were hidden by your clothes and blanket. With a sigh, you patted the bed, gesturing for him to sit and join you. He did so hesitantly, ending up sitting as close to the edge as he could. You felt your mood lighten at the sight, the seriousness from before slowly dissipating.

“You can sit closer silly,” You chuckled lightly. He scooted just slightly, and you smiled at him. “Okay so maybe I needed some stitches, but that was the worst of it. Really, I’m fine.”

Giyū’s shoulders slumped, finally he seemed to be able to calm down. You were fine, truly. You were still there, still sitting by him, still smiling at him, still laughing. Your breath hitched at how intense his gaze was. You felt your face flush as he stared at you with utter adoration. You felt your own gaze soften, probably matching his own.

“It was my own fault,” You muttered, hoping to quell his worries further. “I was distracted, but that won’t happen again.” His eyebrows furrowed, the silent question in his eyes being loud enough for you to understand. Scratching your cheek, you looked away to try and hide your embarrassment. Should you just say it? Get it off your chest? Would he be weirded out?

“I was thinking about you.”

Now you both were avoiding eye contact, flustered more than you’d like to admit. He hadn’t expected that. What exactly were you thinking? Have you been thinking about him often? It left him feeling warm at the thought. For some odd reason, it made him happy.

The silence between you both grew, and you felt more anxious the longer it lasted. “Not…not in a weird way,” You defended weakly, fidgeting with your fingers in your lap. Glancing up at him your eyes widened in wonder as a tiny smile pulled on the edges of his lips, red dusting his cheeks and the tips of his ears. If you could capture this moment, you would in a heartbeat. Deciding that now was your chance, you ripped the bandaid off.

“I think I’m in love with you.”

This time Giyū stared at you in disbelief, and you wondered if you did the wrong thing. But he had smiled earlier! The first smile you had ever seen grace his beautiful features. Perhaps you came to the wrong conclusion. Both of you stared at the other, waiting for the other to make a move. Your heart beat faster and faster the longer he stayed frozen. His entire face and neck was engulfed in a violent shade of red, and you were scared you might’ve broken him.

“You don’t have to love me back or anything,” The words quickly tumbled passed your lips. “And I understand if you don’t want to be friends anymore. That’s a weird thing to confess to your friend.”

That seemed to snap him back, he looked down at his lap, trying to regain composure. He found it harder and harder to remain stoic in your presence. The emotions he repressed would always flow to the forefront when you were around, and although it could be overwhelming at times, he still welcomed the feelings. Not sure how to convey his feelings properly (he surely didn’t trust his mouth to say the right thing), he scooted a little closer to you. You watched with bated breath, unsure where he stood on your feelings (he really didn’t make it easy to read him either).

“I reciprocate your feelings,” He replied, voice wavering just slightly. You blinked, unsure if you heard him correctly. You weren’t sure what you expected, but such a formal response actually made you feel a bit better. Clearly this was new to both of you and you both weren’t sure how to go about this new territory. But that was fine, because you both could traverse it together.

…

Only a few days later, Mitsuri had managed to visit you. Giyū had refused to leave your side, assisting you with the simplest tasks. You felt bad for the girls who brought you your necessities as Giyū would watch their every move, ensuring you got all that you needed. When Mitsuri entered your room, she hadn’t expected to see the water hashira sitting next to you, let alone so close! Her green eyes took in the scenario, Giyū not meeting her gaze as he felt flustered that he was caught. You smiled brightly at the love hashira, welcoming her into the room.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t get here sooner,” She apologized.

“It’s okay,” You waved off her concern. “Giyū-kun has been keeping me company.”

Mitsuri couldn’t hold back her squeal, the two of you clearly have grown closer, dare she say you two have a more intimate relationship. Giyū looked even more flustered, head turned away from the both of you.

“You have to tell me everything!”

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