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sugoi-writes · 9 months

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F!Reader x Hashira : Bedroom Shenanigans

The following is VERY VERY filthy indulgence/hcs about the Hashira wanting to c*m inside you... and it's not SUPER polished/long!

Per no request, but I HAD to write this!!!

This excludes Muichiro, Shinobu, and Mitsuri. I still find myself struggling to write for Muichiro;;;

TW: concerning pregnancy; both the reader and Hashiras below are wanting to/plan to have a family.

You've been warned!!

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Rengoku

You look so pretty, bouncing up and down on his cock with renewed vigor, your climax close at hand. He has one hand on your chest, the other gripping your hip to keep you balanced. He could tell that you were seconds away from losing yourself to the pleasure.

You glance down at the fiery eyed man, with your own glazed-covered eyes," I-Inside... ahhn! Kyo, do you--? Nnn, I need you to c-cum inside!"

A sudden thrust upward has you squealing, Kyojuro's pupils blown widely,"...are you sure about that, love?"

You're honestly babbling by this point, tongue threatening to loll outward as you roll your hips," K-Kyojuro... PLEASE..."

With a swift movement, your positions are shifted. You could barely register what happened as your legs are pressed to your chest. Rengoku wastes no time, and mercilessly thrusts into you. He's panting as you wail for him, toes popping from how violently and rapidly they curl.

"...careful when playing with fire, my love..." He grunts as his rhythm becomes erratic, his high rapidly approaching," I-It'll be hard to put out this blaze...!"

A thundering ecstacy overcomes the both of you, but your heart skips a beat in mild panic. Your eyes mirror Kyojuro's blown out pupils, as you realize that his cock hasn't wavered in the slightest.

"...I'm sorry my dear, but once is simply not enough... I MUST have you again. And again...," he articulates his motives with deep, slow thrusts, sending you and your throbbing cunt reeling.

"A-And again... so I can see you with my children..."

You gasp as Kyojuro picks up the pace, stammering," Ch-Children???" You repeat, to ensure he meant the plural version.

Kyojuro grins, deviously fired up," C-Could we really stop with just one?"

Tengen

"F-Fuck!!" You cry out, the slapping of skin on skin making you see stars. Your partner, Uzui, mercilessly pistons into you with reckless abandon. You glance back at his furrowed brows, face knit with concentration. You know he's holding out for you.

"U-Uuuu... uhhgh~ Uzui, you can--"

You feel your cheeks getting pinched by Tengen's large fingers, as he forces you to look back that the mirror before you. You gasp as you take in the sight of your man doubled over you, doggy style. It was enough to make make core's tension threaten to snap.

"What's that, Y/N~? You'll have to be louder than that- hah--f-for me to hear you!"

You clamp down around his cock, making him slow down and groan from how tight you were.

"C-Cum...," you pleaded quietly," C-Cum inside, please... I-I want you, Lord Tengen..."

Tengen blinks, pausing for a moment as he takes in what you said. He looks across the room to his other 3 spouses: Suma, Hina, and Makio. The three women look just as surprised, before Hina sits up. Intrigued, she smiles genuinely.

"Lord Tengen, do as you wish... but we'd love to see that, too." Makio is just as interested, her legs squeezing together as she watches your display heatedly," Y-Yeah, Uzui... you should--"

"K-KNOCK HER UP, LORD TENGEN!!!," Suma practically shrieks, making Uzui snort and Makio slap her back.

You didn't get a chance to laugh at the antics before you feel Tengen move again. You felt like your knees were gonna give out before your husband did!!!

Without any further prompting, he relentlessly gets back to business, approaching his climax.

"W-Well, if the four of you want children so badly-- I'll be sure to knock each and every one of you up, until you're plump and full with my-- agh, fuck!!"

Uzui couldn't finish his rambling before painting your insides white. And you certainly weren't complaining about that...

Sanemi

"...you want me--"

"Yeeeeesss~?"

"--to come inside of you?" Sanemi says incredulously, holding you firmly in a mating press. You were biting your lip, nodding enthusiastically. Sanemi's expression shifts from that of his normal mischief to something more serious. His hands tremble before gripping your thighs tighter.

"...then say it. Say it again." The tone shift catches you off guard. You're surprised, as you swallow dryly. Between the change in him physically and vocally, you felt a little sheepish.

"I-I... I want you.... t-to..." You gasped as you felt Sanemi's hot length grind against your bare cunt, his tip brushing your clit.

"Say it so I know you mean it." Sanemi says firmly. Though he was trying to save face, you could see the crack in his facade: he wanted NOTHING more right now than to make a family with you. And it was taking every ounce of restraint to not sheath himself inside you without confirmation.

You pleaded louder, practically begging him to cum inside of you, before a quick thrust disrupts your rambling. Sanemi, winded, repeats himself.

"A-Again... fuck, baby! Tell me what you want...!" You were practically wailing his name as your arms wrapped around his neck, holding on for dear life.

"K-Knock me up, 'Nemi!!!"

Repeated, heated mantras erupted from the both of you as Sanemi did as you pleaded. You'd be if you could stand tomorrow.

And neither of you could be happier.

Obanai

"N-Now now, you're getting too-- excited, Y/N," Obanai teases, his widened grin betraying himself. The both of you were fairly worked up, Obanai's tenacious thrusts making the two of you more than desperate for release. You braced your hands against the wall as you were claimed from behind, knees buckling.

" Hah-- you are too!" You choke back, a wanton trail of moans following your back talk.

" Ahh-- O-Oba...nai!!" The serpent pillar looks all too pleased, relishing the sounds that your voice and body made as he fucked you. But, it's what you said next that made his hips stutter to a halt.

"Mmm... inside...? Obanai, do you... w-want to cum inside?"

The man looming over you freezes, seemingly reeling from your question. How could you ask something so innocently, when that could hold so many joys and consequences behind it... It was enough to make his heart beat faster, his mouth hanging open silently.

You instinctively reached back, straining to grab a hand that tightened on the flesh of your ass. You smile back at him, head falling against the wall," I-It's okay... if we aren't ready for it..."

When Obanai pulls out, you're suddenly pulled backward, leaving you no time to whine or register what's happening. You're stumbling and stammering as you're dragged away towards Obanai's room. Your hastily moving partner, with flushed cheeks, hisses something quietly... but you don't sense any venom behind it... but more of a feverish, excitable energy.

"I-If I'm going to claim you like that-- I'm going to do it more properly."

Gyomei

Gyomei, though he was chasing the familiar feeling in his gut, was still so tender with you. He had let you be on top, allowing you to fully controll the situation (and how much you could handle).

Your head was tossed back in ecstacy, a quiet mantra of his name falling from your lips. From the way your skin glistened with sweat, to the way that tears were streaming down your own cheeks... he was totally enamored with the sight before him.

It wasn't until he felt you grasp one of his hands that he snapped back to reality. You guided his hand to the protrusion that his cock caused in your abdomen, smiling blissfully.

"D-Do you... would you... want to replace this bump... with a-another one?"

Gyomei's eyes widen, and instantly, tears start to flow more freely than before. He keeps his hand there, thrusting upwards gently as he takes over. You could barely think or hear as you hear a fond response.

"I-I want... nothing more!!! And I'll give it-- my everything, to you, Y/N!"

Giyuu

The raven haired Hashira was enjoying himself thoroughly, a hand placed on the top of your head to push you down just a tad more... You had taken his cock well so far; what's a little more?

You gurgled as you did your very best, knowing that Giyuu was going to approach his orgasm faster than you could keep up with. You tapped his thigh to let him know you needed air, and begrudgingly, he obliged, hand coming up to stroke himself.

"W-Wait, don't--! I want it... I want it somewhere else," you blurt out, taking your quiet-natured partner by surprise.

"Where do you need it, then?" Giyuu attempts to ask calmly, though a pleased groan breaks up his usual monotone.

You lean back, flat on your back, legs spreading," ...inside? A-And don't pull out this time... I want you... all of you... inside me."

For a moment, Giyuu's hand stills, as his face goes blank. And for a moment, you're sure that you've messed up, before Giyuu practically throws himself on top of you. He wordlessly aligns himself to your sopping, wet heat, looking to you with an intense, profound love.

"S-Sorry in advance-- too close," Giyuu grunts, before fully sheathing himself inside of you. You reel from shock, not expecting his cock to kiss your cervix so suddenly. The normally tender, sweet man was taking you like an animal... and honestly? You were more than okay with that.

And from the looks of it, he was going to take you over and over again, until he felt that you were entirely too full.

"Y-You'll be perfect-- you're so aahh-- ...'mazing!" Giyuu would praise between heavy pants," I-I'm going to make you a mother-- hah-- I-I'll make sure of it!"

#demon slayer fanfic #demon slayer hc #demon slayer imagines #kny hc #kny imagines #kny fanfic #x f!reader #sanemi shinazugawa #rengoku kyojuro #uzui tengen #gyomei himejima #giyuu tomioka #obanai iguro

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creative-kny-fics · 8 months

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Well guys, I'm kind of bored so here is my headcanon from my KNY AU

Muichiro sees the members of the corporation as his family. He see them this way:

1. Giyuu: To him, it's his brother.

It reminds him a lot of Yuichiro, on many occasions instead of saying 'Yuu - Nii San', he says 'Yui - Nii San'.

Giyuu doesn't mind, only worries when Muichiro realizes his mistake and starts crying.

2. Shinobu: It's like his mother.

In all the time that he has known her, she has always treated and educated him with the same patience as a mother.

He likes her smile

3. Rengok: It's like his older brother.

He always treats him with affection and respects him.

He feels happy because Rengoku cares for him.

4. Mitsuri: It's like the aunt who always spoils and spoils the nephew.

He is always giving Muichiro candy on the sly and taking him for walks.

She also braids his hair sometimes

5. Sanemi: He sees him in 2 ways, as a pet and as a toxic boyfriend.

He doesn't like her very much because he's always around Giyuu and he doesn't like him.

Also, sometimes he feels that it hurts him because Giyuu walks a little crooked-

6. Uzui: He reminds the uncle that whenever he does something wrong, he buys it with money or candy.

Uzui usually makes fun of Muichiro's height and picks him up and throws him into the air.

It has taught him to say some profanities

7. Iguro: He sometimes treats him kindly when he is with Mitsuri.

It reminds him of that guy who disappears and appears when it suits him.

He likes that he take care and make Mitsuri happy

8. Gyomei: He is like his father.

He always listens to his advice and has a lot of appreciation and respect for him.

He likes to be on his estate because he almost always finds Genya and they are together

9. Kagaya and Amane: They are him grandparents.

He loves being with them and always feels very happy with them.

He always worries about the well-being of both of them and gets sad after he visits them because he sees how the curse/disease affects Kagaya more and more.

He also loves Amane, he always helps her and sometimes he spends time with his children and plays with them.

He loves them as if they were his cousins

#demon slayer hc #tokito muichiro #giyuu tomioka #shinobu kocho #rengoku kyojuro #mitsuri kanroji #iguro obanai #shinazugawa sanemi #gyomei himejima #kagaya ubuyashiki #amane ubuyashiki

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yourfaveis-hyperose · 5 months

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Gyomei Himejima from Demon Slayer is Hypersexual!

[Hypersexual is commonly trauma responses, not just really sexual]

Requested by Anon

#🕸️- posting #your fave is #your fave is hypersexual #your fave is blank #hypersexual #Gyomei #gyomei himejima #demon slayer gyomei #Gyomei demon slayer #demon slayer #demon slayer HC #hc demon slayer #demon slayer headcanon

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bbyboykats · 2 years

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Hi I really loved your Rengoku Kankgari story (It was a masterpiece I loved it 😊) and I had an idea and would love to request how Rengoku son or daughter would react to meeting the Kamaboko Squad for the first time and watching them train to see what they about the Kamaboko Squad. So Kyojuro and his S/O can talk with them about his job. I thought it would be cute and I really love rengoku as well and followed you and keep up the good work 💖🥰☺️😊

I'm sorry this took so long!! I really struggled with how I wanted to write this and what I wanted to happen, I'm kinda new to this! But thank you SO much for the kind words and the request!! It's my first one ever so I really feel the pressure lol. I've been reading your fics too and love them! If I can ever think of an idea I'll def be requesting!!

(I also had to look up Kamaboko Squad bc I didn't know that was the name for the kids LOL)

Warnings: None really, mention of what happened to Tanjiro’s family and mentions of killing a demon. I didn’t include Kanoe and Genya, I can’t figure out if they’re included or it’s just the 3 mains?!

You and Kyojuro's child meeting Kamaboko Squad for the first time!

Tanjiro Kamado

It's hard to imagine the Kamaboko Squad wouldn't be involved from the get go with your and Kyojuro's kid

ESPECIALLY Tanjiro

They were so impressed with Rengoku after the Mugen Train, they became his shadow after he fully recovered

YES HE DID FULLY RECOVER THANKS

Anyways

Since Tanjiro had so many siblings, his connection to your baby was easy and instant

He was at your home almost everyday

Helping with the cooking, cleaning, laundry, and even tending to the baby while you got some much needed rest

He's such a good kid and a hard worker!

When your child got older, they began sitting in on the training between their father and the Kamaboko Squad, picking up on a few things as they went along

Kyojuro soon said your child was able to join them, and when he wasn't around, Tanjiro taught him what he knew so he could impress his father when he got back

He would ask tons of questions:

Mission details

Scariest demon he's faced?

Nicest demon?

Weirdest?

Typical stuff kids would want to know

Tanjiro would tell it all with a smile, obviously omitting things that weren't suitable for a child

"Big brother, why did you become a demon slayer?" Tanjiro sat for a minute, really pondering what he should tell the child. His reasons are dark, probably too dark for the innocent ears of a young child. He too felt he was too young and naïve to learn the truth, but he was thrust into a world he knew nothing about. He looked down at the child who gazed up at him with nothing but wonder in his eyes.

"Well, a bad demon hurt my family a while ago. I vowed to get justice for them and, like your father, want to protect those weaker than myself." A dusting of a blush danced across the child's cheeks.

"I'm going to become strong just like you and father! I'll protect everyone!"

Zenitsu Agatsuma

Ah, the resident nervous boy

What can he really say about the job?

Man's been asleep his entire career

He was a nervous wreck throughout your pregnancy

At a certain point, he was banned from your residence until after the birth

There was an incident when you had braxton hicks contractions

We don't talk about it

He came to see you with the rest of the squad a couple days after birth

He was too nervous to hold the baby, but he did let them squeeze his finger

He's never seen such tiny hands!

He tried to ask quite a few questions about breast feeding, to which Tanjiro immediately pulled him out the room

As the kid grew older, he became less nervous and more accustomed to the presence of the child

They often trained together, lifting self made weights and going on runs

"What's a memory you'll never forget from being a demon slayer?" Zenitsu crossed his arms as he leaned back on the bench they were on, eyes closed as he thought back on his little time as a demon slayer.

"Well, there was this kid. He wasn't part of the corps, but he was one of the strongest fighters I've ever met. I didn't even see him kill the demon he was so fast. Shoichi...I wonder how he's doing." Your child watched him as he thought deeply, not really satisfied with the answer but not really willing to press him either.

Inosuke Hashibira

This guy

Between his quickness to anger and his size, you weren’t sure if having him around the baby a lot was such a good idea

Not to mention Inosuke isn’t exactly a regular bather

He had mellowed out since meeting Tanjiro, although he was still a hot head

Not to mention, he saw you as a mother figure since he barely had any recollection of his own

So for you and your baby, he took a bath!!

He wasn’t sure what to do with a baby, he’s never really been close to one

You sat him in a chair and instructed how to hold the baby, gently correcting anything that was wrong so you didn’t bruise his ego and he didn’t hurt the baby

He’d never say this out loud, but he was nervous

He may not be the strongest around, but he’s def strong and a baby is fragile

And you were important to him, you would be upset with him if something happened to your child because of him

You could tell he was nervous

It was so sweet, but you knew he had no reason to be nervous!

You watched fondly as held your new baby, they were only a few days old. Inosuke was a special kid. He had a rough upbringing being raised by boars in the wild and all, but inside he’s a kind soul. His interactions with people were so limited as a child, of course he doesn’t know some things. He held a special place in your heart. You placed a gentle hand on his head, prompting him to look up at you from the baby.

“You’re going to be a great big brother.” His eyes widened slightly. You always praised his ability to do things, even if he never actually believed you. He may be proud outwardly to everyone with an ear, but inside he was just an insecure little boy. His constant need for validation was a result of his raging insecurities. You could tell he didn’t believe you. Just then, the baby’s hand reached up and touched him on the apple of his cheek. He looked back down at the baby, red and gold eyes gazing up at him.

“See? He thinks so too.”

#demon slayer #Kimetsu no Yaiba #Tanjiro Kamado #Zenitsu Agatsuma #Inosuke Hashibira #Kyojuro Rengoku #headcanon #demon slayer hc

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bwabys-scenarios · 1 month

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When Sanemi finally broke the news about having a wife, many of his colleagues seemed almost… worried for the woman. If you had been there, you may have been upset, because they didn’t know the Sanemi you knew.

Your Sanemi spent his nights fighting demons and his days in your arms, covering you in kisses and worshiping the ground you walk in. He was the most gentle a husband could be, holding your hand when you walked down flights of stairs and kissing the top of your head every chance he got.

Every single morning when he came back to you, he had something to show for it. Sometimes it was as simple as a piece of candy he bought while patrolling, or as extravagant as a shiny new hairpin or silk kimono. You would call yourself spoiled, but Sanemi would tsk and say you weren’t pampered nearly enough.

No one knew the gentleness of his hands, the soft caress of his lips like you did. Those hands that had slain so many demons held your hips down ever so gently as he fucked into you, promising that this time he’d give you that baby you so desperately wanted.

He’d kiss your temple after you were thoroughly stuffed with cum, then hold you close, tracing his finger along your belly. “That’s where our baby will be, sunshine.”

You couldn’t necessarily blame others for assuming your hulking man of a husband was a brute, he was covered in scars and had a resting bitch face to match, but you can’t judge off of appearance alone. That angry face melted into a content smile every time you held it in your hands, his arms moving to wrap around your waist.

If only they could see him through your eyes, maybe they wouldn’t judge so quickly.

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lubilli · 10 months

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𝗸𝗻𝘆 𝗵𝗰𝘀 ➠ "cutie!"

synopsis: the hashira men when you call them cute/a cutie

ft. rengoku, giyu, sanemi, obanai, muichiro, tengen

warnings: they're all softies here 💔

r. kyojuro

• he was training while you were watching

• "you're doing so well, kyojuro!"

• he was all blushy cuz u complimented him

• he's used to compliments but it just felt different when you did it

• maybe bc you never really compliment anyone

• and maybe bc he has a praise kink

• "awww, kyojuro, you're such a cutie!" you squealed when you saw the pink dusted all over his cheeks

• his brain almost short circuited

• not even joking

• he's been complimented on his looks before.

• he's been called handsome, good looking, but...cutie? that was a new one

• "kyojuro? are you okay?"

• "yes, y/n! i am completely fine!"

• he said that while his cheeks literally looked like tomatoes

t. giyu

• you just got back from a mission looking half dead

• when giyu saw you, his face literally looked like this -> 😨

• how tf did you even manage to hurt yourself this bad..

• he DEMANDS to patch up ur wounds

• that brings you to your current situation, sitting on giyu's bed while he tends to the wounds

• you winced when he got to a certain cut on your thigh, he glares at you

• "you wouldn't be in this situation if you weren't so reckless, y/n." he scolds you

• you just laugh, "you're cute, giyu."

• it takes him a while before he realizes what you said.

• "did you call me..cute?" he furrows his brows

• "yes..because you are cute."

• continues tending to your wound even though he's literally dying inside

s. sanemi

• he's so aggressive its so hard to find him in a vulnerable state

• ur literally the first hashira to see him all calm

• when he's not screaming and yelling, he's actually really cute

• he loves cooking for you

• he's doing that rn

• "is it good?" he asks

• "it's a little salty..."

• "why can't i ever get this recipe right?!"

• he's so frustrated

• he's tried to cook this one recipe 5 times now but there's always a little too much of a certain ingredient

• you chuckle at his reaction & ruffle his hair

• "you're really cute, y'know?"

• wtf did u just say

• did u just call him cute...

• "WHAT'D YOU JUST CALL ME?!"

• those manic eyes found their way back onto his face

• he's yelling at you but you can see the pink dusted all over his cheeks

• you started calling him cute more often

• acts like he hates it but he literally loves it sm

i. obanai

• you started getting close to him recently

• you found out he actually really likes poetry

• you'll just be sitting under/on a tree and he'll be reading his lil poetry books while you're just dreaming

• you think its so cute when he shows you lil poems he really likes

• "this one reminds me of you" he points to a poem on a page

• you shift your attention from the clouds to his book

• it reads, "A faint clap of thunder,

Even if rain comes or not,

I will stay here,

Together with you."

• bro.

• you died

• why is he so cute sometimes

• scratch that, he's always cute bro

• you smiled so big, "you're really cute, obanai."

• you moved a strand of his long hair and tucked his behind his ears, seeing his beautiful heterochromatic eyes.

• he looked at you with so much love bro

• "cute?" he tilted his head

• "yes, so cute."

• he's a mess but he just nods and continues his reading

• although he literally can't focus bc ur now the only thing on his mind

t. muichiro

• you don't know how you even got close to him

• but he will NOT go cloud-watching without you now

• takes you to his favorite spot

• he just talks abt the clouds while you mess around with his hair

• sometimes braiding it, sometimes doing pigtails or ponytails

• "woah," he stares into the sky with awe

• "what happened?" you ask

• "that cloud looks like a turtle." he pointed

• you looked at it and it really did look like a turtle

• "oh and look, that one looks like a heart." he pointed somewhere else

• wtf hes so cute

• "so cute," you squish his cheeks

• he looks at you dumbfounded

• takes him 4-5 business days to process what you just said

• when he realizes his cheeks flushed pink

• he's literally never felt this before

• wtf type of witchcraft did u put on him

• you tilt your head, "what's wrong, muichiro?"

• "i don't know, but my cheeks and ears feel really warm."

• you laugh, "you really are cute, muichiro." you ruffle his hair.

u. tengen

• you and tengen are close friends

• his estate is like your second house

• started getting close to u bc ur flashy in his eyes

• then he got sent on a few missions with you and your bond grew even more

• anyways you were in tengen's estate rn

• "tengen," you frown

• "hm?"

• "my stomach hurts."

• he frowns, "should i get you a heating pad? do you want water? medicine? chocolate? massage?"

• you smile, "its fine. no need."

• "yes need. i'm not gonna let you endure your pain, y/n. that's very unflashy." he crosses his arms

• "you're such a cutie, tengen."

• he lifts a brow, "cutie? yes, i suppose being a cutie is very flashy." he nods. "now, tell me what you want—heating pad, chocolate, medicine, water, or massage?"

• "you're so stubborn." you shake your head, "but a chocolate sounds nice."

• "done deal. stay here and i'll get you some."

• he came back w some delicious ass chocolate

• "call me that more often. its very flashy."

• "call you what?"

• "cutie."

• you smile, "your wish is my command." you took a bite of the chocolate.

• he pat your head, "get well soon."

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pipi-un-kaki-in-pipi-land · 10 months

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demon slayer hcs: the hashiras reacting to your confession

wc: 830>

second post of the day? sí

Mitsuri

you'd do it after eating at her favourite restaurant

her eyes would definitely widen in shock as she wasn't expecting this at all, especially from you

before she could respond, you tell her how she's the most beautiful and gorgeous woman you've ever laid your eyes upon

i feel like she'd giggle and squeal and give you a ton of thank yous

you'd leave her in a hot blush as she happily accepts your confession and tells her how she feels too

the both of you go home, hand in hand

Muichiro

would happen while the both of you are strolling through the woods

"huh?" is the most he'd say

hes never got a thing for love, but he had cherished the relationship he's had with you for a long time

he may come off as sarcastic saying like "what am i supposed to say??" but genuinely he does NOT know what to say

you didn't know how to reply to him but you told him its up to how he feels

his clueless ass is just gonna say "sure"

after that he'll try to awkwardly hold your hand as he walks faster, trying to hide his sudden blush

Kyojuro

will happen while the both of you are eating alone together

he was just about to put a spoonful of food in his mouth when he halted at those sudden words

he'd probably say "is that so, y/n?"

he'll just randomly start smiling and laughing

he'll tell you that he was surprised that you had feelings for a man like him

hes not a man of love but i guess he'll make an exception for you

"well if that's your choice... i guess i'll happily be yours!" he smiled warmly, rubbing his hand on yours

the rest of the evening was filled with happy chatter

Sanemi

you were having a friendly duel with him when you managed to pin him down

oh god he looked so good when you were on top of him

when you finally said it, he looked at you in confusion at first but suddenly reversed his positions with yours

next thing you know, he was on top of you

"say what?" he sneered, a grin forming at the corners of his lips

"i-i like you," your hands quivered as you were scared that he wouldn't take it seriously

then suddenly he just pressed his lips on yours as he locked his hands with yours, leaving you in shock

i don't need to explain what the both of you did afterwards

god damn bro this guy is so down bad for you

Shinobu

you were watching her experimenting on stuff when it just came out

"what?" she looked at you innocently, stopping whatever she was doing

you dropped your head down in embarrassment but she knew you were blushing real hard

she tilted your jaw so it faced hers and inched close to your lips

"is that so?" she muttered under her breath but you could hear it as clear as day

before you knew it, she placed a kiss on your lips before letting go and whispering into your ear "i wanna be yours too, darling,"

the butterflies in your stomach suddenly disappeared as you knew you had the real butterfly to yourself now

Iguro

the both of you were walking when you felt that it was the perfect moment to express your feelings for him

he looked at you for a split second before turning back, his expression still constant

"y/n, i don't know how to feel about this,"

just like muichiro, he was inexperienced at feeling emotions, let alone love

you assured him that it was alright if he didn't return the feelings, but you just wanted to let him know that you appreciated him more than anyone else did

those words managed to slither to the depths of his heart as he locked eye contact with you

he slowly held your hand as he placed a clothed kiss on it

you returned the touch by caressing the scars through his mask with your fingers, telling him how gorgeous he was

"thank you y/n. i-" his breath hitched halfway. "i like you too,"

that was all you needed to hear as the both of you spent the rest of the night together

Giyu

he was walking you back to the dorm when you suddenly leaned into his ear and said it

his eyes widened ever so slightly as he rubbed his ear to make sure he heard that correctly

"i see," this man can't express himself LMFAOOO

"well, you're quite- ahem- attractive too," he tried to muster up whatever words he could say before turning red

you took that as a yes as you dived in for a kiss on his cheek but you were suddenly stopped as his hands gently held your jaw

"i deserve it," he said before leaning in to kiss you himself

he definitely went in your dorm with you

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rebxxy · 1 month

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Treat Me Like A Slut…☆ Sanemi Nsfw links.

WARNING: These links show actual weiners, so if you don’t fuck with that then DNI. Btw you might need to make an account in order to see the full video lmao.

#ONE…

#TWO…

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#NINE…

#TEN…

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#THIRTEEN…

#FOURTEEN…

#FIFTEEN…

#SIXTEEN…

#SEVENTEEN…

#EIGHTEEN…

#NINETEEN…

#TWENTY…

#demon slayer #kny #kimetsu no yaiba #sanemi #sanemi shinazugawa #sanemi x reader #sanemi headcanons #kny x reader #demon slayer smut #kny smut #kny sanemi #sanemi smut #shinazugawa sanemi x reader #demon slayer sanemi #kimetsu no yaiba sanemi #sanemi hcs #sanemi imagines #sanemi x you

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thewritetofreespeech · 3 months

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Could I request Douma, Uzui, and Himejima with a big-breasted s/o who isn't the biggest fan of her chest size?

Douma

Has no real, true opinion on a person’s breast size as it doesn’t matter. But he does like them.

They’re soft, squishy, and fun to play with. Plus they make the tastiest snacks on humans.

If they don’t like their large chest, Douma really isn’t the best support. Making comments like ‘it’s nothing you can change’ or ‘is this really what you’re upset about’ when they complain about them.

Uzui

Big fan of large breasts. Have you met his wives?

Though Uzui likes them, he doesn’t want them to ever feel uncomfortable. So he tries not to comment on them, or if he does it’s a lot of praise.

He doesn’t have large breasts but he’s heard enough complaints from his wives that they get sore & are a lot of work. Open to a lot of back rubs to take the stress off (and maybe some front rubs too ;3)

Himejima

He actually prefers women with a slighter frame, but he fell in love with s/o for their spirit. Not their body.

Very sympathetic to their shyness about it. He can’t relate fully but he assumes it’s like when people comment on his large size overall, which also makes him uncomfortable.

Supportive of them binding their breasts, wearing baggier clothes, whatever makes them more comfortable going out. It’s not his cross to bear so he wouldn’t feel right in telling them how to deal with it.

#;ask and ye shall receive (request answers)#kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #demon slayer headcanons #demon slayer hc #kimetsu no yaiba headcanons #kimetsu no yaiba hc #kny headcanons #kny hc #tengen uzui #gyomei himejima #kny himejima #kny uzui #douma #kny douma #female reader #headcanons

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kaijukat-art · 10 months

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they were smoking funny plants before this w/audio

#enjoy my hc that nemi is the only hashira obanai takes his face wraps off with cuz he knows the scars won’t bother him <3 #kny #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #sanemi shinazugawa #obanai iguro #my art

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bloodyblackack · 3 months

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He had you splayed out in his lap, the both of you rested against the headboard. His cheek was pressed up against yours as you felt the warmth of his chest radiating onto your back. His thick fingers were feathering on your folds and flicking lazily at your clit while you let out short breaths of anticipation. You felt as his head nudged against yours as he spoke. “You better not cum until I say so..” he said clearly into your ear with his deep voice as he let his ring and middle fingers sink into your already soaking pussy, the feeling of him stretching you out making you whimper helplessly. How could he say that when he knew just how easy it was for him to make you cum from the simplest things. To any other person this task could have sounded reasonable but you could already feel the knot in your stomach forming as he began to rub against your walls, his fingertips grazing your sensitive spot.

Toji, Gojo, Geto, Sukuna, Eren, Jean, Uzui, Sanemi

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yvestia · 2 months

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name any woman's name tiktok prank !

ft. shinazugawa sanemi , iguro obanai , tomioka giyu + fem!reader

modern!au ; mentions of established relationship, mutual pinning, mentions of pregnancy ; fluff, sfw

SHINAZUGAWA SANEMI

being a cop isn't an easy job as it may appear in the eyes of the society. safety of the citizen and the town is the main work yet most of the time cops are working on community work as well. sanemi's postition as one of the high ranking cop in the town cost him his time with you as his schedule is always packed with assigned duties along with having to be on stand by mode for any urgent sudden duty. he is always out of the house as well as he needs to be on patroling duty most of the time.

finally, that hectic schedule of his job is put on a break for a week. he finally get to have a week off from his job and spend his day offs at home. he is so giddy and excited at the thoughts of making up the times he was apart from you. that being said, you're currently playing with his soft hair while he has his face buried against your stomach, arms wrapped around your waist while his palms squeezing any flesh of yours that it could reach. he is only clad in his sweatpants, leaving his gorgeously sculpted upper body bare.

the insane bulging muscles he had on his body along with scars from his previous incidents occured during work time is totally a top tier meal served specially to your eyes, blessing you sight always. you let a hand freely run against his skin, tracing each scars left on his back and turning the ghostly caresses into sanemi's favourite back rub session. sanemi snuggling deeper into your clothed stomach, arms tightening around you as he enjoys your loving back rubs. if he is a cat, you're sure he is purring as loud as a car engine could be.

as much as you adore seeing your man melting under your warmth and touch, you miss teasing him so much. his aggressive reaction is funny to you, seeing how annoyed he got over your antics yet he is enjoying it as well. one thing you like the most about teasing him when he is being comfortable is that it's easier to caught him off guard. he has the habit of randomly blurt out words mindlessly as a reply to anything you questioned him during his soft moment.

"nemi, love"

you received a muffled "hm?" from your man as he does not even move an inch at all. you bite your lower lips to swallowed your incoming giggles before continuing.

"name any woman's name."

"sophie-"

loud smack! echoed throughout the living room, paired up with a loud hiss. sanemi has his hand covering the spot you slap on his back, rolling away from you and ended up on the floor. his face scrunched up a bit as he sharply glare up at you. you look down on him from the couch, shooting him a glare of yours as well but unlike his, yours is a faux one to cover up yourself from laughing. you felt bad for this but it has to be done, your brain is telling you to do so as it is influenced by the content you've seen on tiktok lately.

"the fuck was that for, woman? you wanna fight?"

"i'll fight you after you tell me who is this sophie."

"you asked me to say any woman's name, didn't you? and i did!"

"yea, but you could've say my name."

sanemi stared at you as if you're a lunatic that burst into his house. when realization hit him, he shot you a mean eye roll of his along with a menacing scoff leaving his lips.

"of course, you and your stupid tiktok shit."

before you could fight his words off, he lunge up at you tickling your sides as you laugh hysterically at his sudden gesture. he easily throws you over his shoulder as if you're a sack of rice, his heavy palm swat your plump ass.

"ow! sanemi!"

"serve you right, brat. now listen, sophie is just a character from ghibli movie i've recently watch with genya during our night shift patrol."

"ooh! then you must have seen how handsome howl- ow!" he landed another smack on the same spot to halt your words.

"nuh uh, not a word about blondie boy. now back to pamper me with love, woman."

he twirled around once before settling you down on the couch, him returning to his previous position, basking in your warmth once again. at the lack of you playing with his hair, he guide your hand to his hair, a gesture to tell you to play with his hair. sanemi once again melted into your touch like a cat.

IGURO OBANAI

the restaurant was hella hectic today despite it being religiously visited by lots of customers on normal days. perhaps all of them were excited and looking forward for the new menu being introduced today. it was your husband's creation, another one that receives a lot of love today upon its introduction. you were the first one to try it as he serve you his special creation. it tasted so good you ended up asking him for more of it and encourage him to add it into the restaurant's menu. of course, obanai trusted his wife's suggestion in adding it into the menu list and bam! it received lots of love from the customers.

as the night kicks in, both of you close your restaurant for the day, finally going home to rest after being busy during the day. you were sitting cross legged on the bed, clad in your sleeping garment as you let your skin basking in the nightly skincare routine you did a moment ago. your husband entered the room with his beloved hair serum, eyes locked upon the sight of you being all freshen up and glowing from your skincare routine. he leaned against the doorway, arms crossing against his chest. a soft smile painted across his face as he adore how lovely his wife is.

"hmm, someone is looking extra excited tonight. got something to tell me, my dear?"

you smile happily at his words, nodding your head as you wave your hand to call him over. obanai laugh at your adorable action before walking toward you. you took the bottle of hair serum out of his hand and told him to sit in front of you, to which he obeyed. little did he knows, you are in the mid of pulling a prank on him, your phone is recording the moment while it is well hidden in the room. both of you exchange converastion consisting of random topics and jokes, even creating more inside joke as you work on his hair, making sure his hair is properly nourished with the serum you've gotten him.

"hubby,"

"yes, love?"

"hmm, could you name any woman's name?"

obanai had his back facing you, causing you to not being able to see the confusion glacing his face. your question somehow got him questioning himself mentally as it seems quite suspicious but obanai being obanai of course he'd love to play along with you. after all, both of you are perfectly matched husband and wife.

"sure. mitsuri, shizuka, hitomi, michiko, keiko, yua- "

"i said any, not- "

"shh, i'm not done yet. yumeko, ume- ow,ow!"

you tugged at his hair, stopping him to speak any further. your man immediately turn to face you, sitting comfortably facing you as his sharp gaze looking over you. he knew this prank, he heard about it when sanemi stopped by his restaurant for lunch break, the white haired cop told him about how his girlfriend pranked him. you are his mischivious wife, there's always something up your sleeves but he loves that about you, it's his adored entertainment.

"gotcha ma'am, feeling jealous, hm?"

"am not, hmph."

"yea right, that pout of yours is the proof honey. don't worry, you're the only woman i dedicated my life to."

obanai smiles at you before pressing a kiss on your pouting lips.

"my woman, my wife, the love of my life and one and only mrs. iguro of mine." obanai truthfully declares, holding up your hand to his lips as he sealed his declaration with a kiss on your knuckle.

"was gonna gotcha with my prank."

"well too bad honey, i won tonight's prank. don't you think i deserve a reward?"

you smiles at him. right, if the prank backfired, you have another one. but it's not a prank though it'll caught your husband off guard.

"your reward is to name our babies!"

"our baby names? honey, what- "

you hand him a red velvet colored box decorated with cute white ribbon on its lid. obanai blinks his eyes twice rapidly before opening the box. two ultrasound pregnancy scan sitting in the box along with two pairs of baby socks. the socks were the ones obanai jokingly said to you once about getting it as it looks cute while both of you were scrolling through list of items on online shops a month ago. obanai looks at you again, eyes glistening with tears and hope.

"honey, this is real, right?"

"of course it is! 8 more months and we'll get to meet our mini us! welcome to parenthood, papaguro!"

iguro obanai was glad that he plays right into the prank. what a way to receive news of becoming father!

TOMIOKA GIYU

"ohh? still here, tomioka-kun?"

your presence caught his attention immediately. giyu offered you a nod, as an act to acknowledge your presence. he pushes his glasses up that must has been slid down from him looking down as he work on correcting student's hand in works for hours. both of you were the only teachers left in the office at the moment, staying couple hours behind to finish up leftover works.

"there's few papers left, would be a waste if i bring them home to check it."

"mm, understandable. let me help you- "

giyu furrowed his eyebrows lightly at your offer.

"you're not going home? it's getting late, you know."

"do you not want me to accompany you?"

giyu averted his gaze from your pretty ones. purposely looking at his scrunched up sticky notes scattered on the left side of his table.

"no- i mean, don't you have someone waiting for you at home?"

"nope, i'm a single woman. oh god, do i look older than my supposed age?"

"you're beautiful."

silence engulf the two of you. both of you were clearly a blushing mess, especially giyu as red hues taking over his fair pale skin.

"so, you think i'm beautiful, tomioka-kun?" you teased.

"didn't you offer to help me with these papers? the quicker we work on it, the earlier we'll be home" giyu changed the topic.

you drag a chair and sit by his side, taking few papers from him.

"you haven't answer me- "

"the time ain't waiting for us, (surname)-san."

"awh, too formal- "

"get to work, no more whining." he silenced you, stealing a look at your pouting lips as you sulk at his cold attitude. cute, he thought.

moments went by and both of you finished with the papers. you hand them back to giyu before going back to your side and tidying up your table. giyu did so as well, preparing to go home. you enjoy poking fun of him since he is so cute with his awkward-ish attitude when it comes to getting teased. and you being you, enjoy even more to tease him as he seems to entertain you by reacting and replying to you actively rather than the art teacher, mr. tengen, who attempted to jokes with him only to receive silence from tomioka giyu.

"tomioka-kun,"

"hm?"

"if you were asked to name random woman's name, what's your go to name then?"

"(your name)"

warmth immediately runs through your whole being, blushing from every possible sides of yours. giyu noticed your reaction, he enjoys your caught off guard reaction. after all, he has genuine interest into you, has been months wanting to pursue but he has always thought you were spoken for.

"out of all name, why mine?"

"it's pretty like you, i like it."

is this man, tomioka giyu, physical education teacher, being real with you? is he, pulling some kind of joke for finally being done with you and your countless tease?

"it's getting pretty late, you're driving home yourself, no?"

"huh? yea i am."

"drive home safely, i'll pick you up at 7:30pm."

"huh?"

"cat got your tongue, hm? how cute." he smiles at you before he left the office.

you were too stunned from it. after he left, you went to your car after done with tidying up. you settled yourself in your car seat, getting ready to drive when your phone vibrated shortly. a text notification popped up on the lighten up screen of your phone.

tomioka giyu : i'll see you later, looking forward for our dinner date

— divider credits to @/cafekitsune —

#demon slayer x reader #demon slayer hcs #demon slayer fluff #kny x reader #kny hcs #kny fluff #sanemi x reader #sanemi fluff #obanai x reader #obanai fluff #giyuu x reader #giyuu fluff

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hoejosatoru · 1 year

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Stars Around Scars

“You drew stars around my scars”

Pairing: Fem!reader x Obanai. y/n’s skin color/hair color/texture is not specified

Summary: Y/n is the newest hashira and catches the attention of Obanai. The more you get to know each other, the more you fall for each other. And the more you’re scared to admit it.

Word Count: 5.6k

Warnings: Spoilers for what’s under Obanai’s bandages, mentions of a difficult upbringing, y/n is scarred, a touch fo yearning, body worship, face sitting, raw sex, cream pie, Obanai being a softie bc I know he is for his girl idc<3, not proof read

You stepped onto the Hashira compound, a swirl of emotions inside you. There was a swelling sense of pride at getting to the highest level a Demon Slayer could hope to achieve. There was a nagging feeling of anxiety as you wondered if you truly were worthy of this honor. Though you sometimes doubted yourself, you knew you would give it your all. You just hoped that was enough.

Meeting the other Hashiras didn’t help with your imposter syndrome. They all seemed so confident, so capable, that you wondered if you could ever measure up. They weren't quite as welcoming as you’d hoped, but no one was mean to you. It was in the nature of a Hashira to be wary, you just hoped you could win their trust over time.

Your first week was long and exhausting as you learned the layout of the compound, were updated on the biggest current threats to the Corps, and were thrown into training. The training, though tough, was where you felt the most confident. You were used to brutal training sessions, so there was a sense of comfort slipping into something familiar.

Nonetheless, it was a tiring week and you were looking forward to enjoying lunch on your day off under a particularly shady tree. You made your own food instead of eating what was provided by the compound, enjoying the familiar flavors of home. You had a complicated relationship with your family, but the food brought you a sense of peace after a long week.

The tree was a perfect as you thought, providing shade from the sun and cool breezes on occasion. You let your back rest against the stump as you enjoyed some stillness. You were only there a few minutes when you sensed movement out of the corner of your eye. You zeroed in on it, recognizing the scaly white creature as Obanai’s snake.

“Hello little guy,” you greeted the snake. Kaburamaru blinked at you. “Are you hungry?” His tongue darted out, which you took as a yes. “Not sure if snakes like salmon, but you go.” You ripped off a piece of your salmon onigiri and placed it gently before the snake. He gobbled it up, which made you smile. “You’re a cute little guy aren’t you? Are you looking for your... err father?” You weren’t sure exactly what Obanai considered the snake. “You do know he’s right above us, right?”

Obanai stiffened on the branch he was perched on. He’d been sitting there before you arrived and thought it was the perfect opportunity to scope out the new hashira without being noticed. He, evidently, had been noticed. “When did you know I was here?” he asked.

You looked up and gave him a kind smile. “I saw you from across the yard. I figured the tree was big enough for both of us. Didn’t wanna bother you if you didn’t want to be found.”

“Impressive.” He wasn’t sure if he was more impressed that you noticed or that you showed no signs of it. His stealthiness was usually one of his greater strengths, so for you to see through it was truly worthy of praise.

The snake hashira dropped to the ground next to you, barely making a sound. You knew the grace of his landing had nothing to do with his smaller size and everything to do with year of training. “Thank you.” You were surprised to hear praise from him, You hadn’t had much interaction with Obanai after your introduction, but heard from Shinobu that he could be quite tough. “Kaburamaru is so sweet. Do you consider him a pet?” You gently pet the top of the snake’s head as he slithered past you.

Obanai was surprised that the snake allowed this; he usually was hostile towards strangers. The kindness you showed the snake had interested him, as many people were not so pleasant to Kaburamaru. Obanai didn’t know you well, but if his snake approved of you, it gave him a good feeling about your character.

“He’s a friend,” Obanai explained. He watched your face for any judgement, which he was used to when he told people about the relationship between him and Kaburamaru. People didn’t understand it and tended to mock him for it. Not that those people usually left those conversations laughing.

You, however, smiled. “I bet he’s a great friend.” There was no a trace of mocking in your voice. The way you smiled at Obanai made him... uncomfortable. Not in a negative way, no that was for sure. But he felt something he could not quite put his finger on. “Do you want to join me for lunch?”

Obanai did want to stay. He was intrigued by you and wanted to know more. However, eating involved taking his bandages off and he was not going to do that around someone he just met. “I’ve got some business to attend to.”

You knew it was a long shot. In your short time at the compound, you’d never seen Obanai eating. You knew he had to at some point, but it seemed something he preferred to do in private. “Of course. Why don’t you take a few onigiri? I made too many anyway.”

You placed them in his hands before he could respond. Obanai felt strangely moved by this small act of kindness. He was not used to people, especially new people, being so, well, kind to him. He knew it was his own fault; he wasn’t exactly the most approachable person. Typically it didn’t bother him, as he preferred solitude. He found a lot of people were not worth his time. Something about you, though, made him feel differently. “Thank you,” he replied. “I’ll se you around.”

With that you were truly alone under the tree. You hoped you made a decent impression and hadn’t come off too strong forcing food on him. What if he didn’t like it? Would he think poorly of you? And why did you care that much if he liked your onigiri? You guessed it was your nerves about being accepted by the other hashiras. Obanai seemed like a tough nut to crack and you felt one wrong move could make him have a negative opinion of you.

As you sat under the tree reflecting on your interaction with him, you felt a little blush creep up your cheeks. You knew you weren’t flustered just because he was a coworker you wanted to impress, you thought he was cute. You felt so totally juvenile sitting here crushing on your coworker. You barely knew him, plus there were a lot more important things to focus on with this job then a crush. You did your best to shove that thought away and enjoy the rest of your day.

***

Later in the week you sat in the compound library, flipping through books. You loved reading, but your home village did not not have nearly as much reading material- not that you would have had much time to read them.

You sensed motion and looked up to find Obanai approaching. Unbeknownst to you, a small smile appeared under his bandages that you’d sensed him again. “Hi, Obanai and hi Kaburamaru,” you ignored how him standing close to you made your pulse surge. You gave the snake a gentle head rub. Obanai appreciated that you greeted his snake, as most ignore him. “I’m not hogging anything you want, am I?” You weren’t exactly sure how the library worked here, as there was no librarian monitoring the works. You hopes you weren’t doing anything you weren’t supposed to.

Obanai shook his head. “No, I actually wanted to uh- thank you.” He wasn’t sure why the words felt hard to get out. “For the onigiri, I mean. It was great. The best I’ve ever had actually.” He’s never felt such a need to praise someone over something so small.

The way you beamed up at him made his heart do something strange. It fluttered. It fucking fluttered. He always thought it was bull shit when people said someone made their heart flutter, but he couldn’t deny how the sensation started in his chest and seemed to spread through his whole body. He could feel Kaburamaru staring at him, sending that Obanai was feeling something strong.

“Oh, I’m so glad!” You gushed. “I am making some soup later, but I’ll definitely have extra. I know you don’t like eating in front of everyone, so I could bring it to your room… you know if- if you want.” You became more shy as you spoke, unsure if you were doing too much. Obanai was looking at you in a way that you couldn’t quite decipher, which made you nervous you were weirding him out.

Little did you know, Obanai felt warmed by your words. You’d been here a short while and shown him more consideration than most of the other hashiras had. “I’d like that. If it’s not any trouble.”

You were relieved. “None at all. I’ll come by your room later.”

Though he didn’t want to leave, he also felt he needed to make a get away to clear his head and sort out these strange feelings. “See you then.”

Later that evening, you arrived at Obanai’s door with a pot of soup in your hands and butterflies in your stomach. No matter how stupid you told yourself you were being, you couldn’t quite banish them. Obanai opened the door, pulling you from your thoughts. It didn’t shock you that he knew you were there without you having to knock.

“Hi,” you said

“Hello.” Kaburamaru stuck his tongue as a greeting.

“Here’s the soup,” you said stupidly. Obviously that’s what it was, that’s the whole reason you came here. Your nerves were making you feel like you were being awkward. Ugh.

“Thank you,” Obanai replied. He was feeling a bit awkward himself, though he was blaming himself for it. Your hands brushed at you handed the pot over to him and you both had to stifle a gasp. “Smells really good,” Obanai said, trying to distract from how such a minor touch made him feel.

“Thank you,” you replied. “Oh! I almost forgot. I bought some salmon for Kaburamaru. Seemed like he liked it.” You fished the wrapped little piece of salmon out of your bad and placed on top of the pop. Kaburamaru shimmied gratefully.

Obanai smiled and even you could tell by the way his eyes crinkled. “You’re going to spoiled him.”

You giggled, a sound that made Obanai’s heart flutter. Again. “I’d say he deserves it.” There was a beat of silence. You both wanted to say more but weren’t sure what. You were afraid of overstaying your welcome, knowing he probably just wanted to eat in peace. “I don’t want to take up too much of your time. Don’t worry about getting the pots back to me, it’s not rush. I know where to hunt you down for them anyways.” You laughed at your own stupid, not so funny joke. God you really needed to get it together, you thought.

Obanai wished he could invite you in to eat with him, but he didn’t want to bother you. Nor did he want you to see him without the bandages. He was always self conscious about his scars, but with you in particular it felt worse. Not that he thought you’d be outwardly mean at all. He was just scared of seeing your face change when you saw them, like most people did. He wanted to remain unscarred in your mind.

“Thank you again,” Obanai replied. As you turned, he couldn’t help himself. “Wait a second.” You looked back at him expectantly. “Would you ever want to um-” he hesitated. He realized he wanted to ask you out on a date, but instantly felt foolish. He allowed himself to really take in your beauty, which equally made his heart swell and sink. No one that looked like you would want to date someone that looked like him. You deserved better. “Uh, train together? Not saying you need it, but sometimes it’s helpful, you know, a little one on one practice.”

He hoped he didn’t sound as nervous as he felt.

“I’d like that a lot,” you replied, easing his nerves a bit. You made a plan to meet up the next time you were free before you left him to enjoy his dinner.

Kaburamaru gave him a knowing look once you were gone. “Oh shut up,” he grumbled.

***

Your training sessions with Obanai quickly became your favorite part of the week. Even when you were tired you found yourself looking forward to them. And not just because it was an excuse to spend more time with him, though that definitely didn’t hurt.

What you really appreciated was learning from him. He was incredibly talented, which you knew a harshira would be, but it was still amazing to witness firsthand. You were surprised how quickly training with him improved your own skills. In just a few weeks of sessions you felt yourself getting faster and stronger. Each time Obanai praised your progress, your stomach did flips.

They were not hollow praises either. Regardless of his feeling, Obanai was not one to handout empty compliments. He truly was impressed with your work ethic and skill development. He looked forward to the sessions as much you did, loving that he had an excuse to be close to you. Sometimes to even touch you when critiquing your form. He knew it was wrong to enjoy it in the way he was, but he could stop his damn heart from fluttering whenever he was close enough to breathe in your sweet scent.

“So, I hear you and Obanai have become quite friendly,” Shinobu brought up over a snack in your room. It wasn’t a secret that you and Obanai trained together; many of the hashiras did sessions together. However, it felt like something you wanted to keep private, probably because of the other reasons you were enjoying the training. It made it feel more illicit than it should.

“He’s just helping me train,” you replied, trying to keep your voice calm and vaguely disinterested. As if it didn’t mean much to you.

Shinobu rolled her eyes. “Obanai doesn’t help anybody. At least not for a good reason.”

Your brow peaked. “What do you mean?”

“You’re so dense,” Shinobu teased, “he obviously likes you.”

You stiffened. That couldn’t be possible, never showed any signs of having feelings beyond what was normal with a coworker. “No, I think he is just being nice.”

Shinobu snorted with laughter. “Obanai is never nice. I know you’re new around here, so trust me. He’s never like that with anybody. He has to like you.”

Could she be right? You’d heard that Obanai was not the most friendly hashira, yet you’d had the opposite experience. Still he never seemed romantic or anything like that with you. Though there were times you felt a strange tension between the two of you….

“You’re red as a tomato you know,” Shinobu commented.

“Am not,” you grumbled. “It’s not possible. We are just… friends. At most.”

Shinobu rolled her eyes. “Oh please, y/n. I see how you are with him. You totally like him too.”

You gaped at her. Had you been so obvious? “I do not!” You tried to dispute her but it only fueled her amusement.

“Are your training sessions really just training? Don’t tell me you guys are hooking up?” She was snickering as she spoke.

Your cheeks burned impossibly hotter. “Never, it’s just combat training.” You were able to answer that calmly, as it was the truth.

“But you want to hook up with him, don’t you?”

You groaned. You absolutely did, despite your desperate attempts to deny that feeling, but you were absolutely not going to tell her that. “No.”

The look she gave you told you she wasn’t buying it one bit. “Hey I’m not judging. Maybe Obanai would be in a better mood if he got laid.” You were silent, hoping it was stop her from continuing. Of course it did not. “If you do hook up with him you have to tell me. I’ve always wondered what he’s got going on down there. What if he has another snake where his di-“

“Okay that’s enough!” You cut her off before you died of embarrassment.

Shinobu left shortly after that, still laughing at you. You almost asked if she knew about what was under his bandages, but it felt too personal. You wanted him to tell you if and when he was ready. You sighed, flopping down on you bed, plagued by the confusing thoughts Shinobu put in your head.

Meanwhile, Obanai was sharpening his weapons as Tengen poked him about you.

“You sure are opening a lot of time with y/n.”

Obanai did not give him a reaction, keeping his eyes trained on his blade as he polished it. “I’m training her.”

“You didn't train me when I joined.”

“That’s because you’re beyond help,” Obanai replied flatly.

“Oh?” Tengen smirked, “You sure it has nothing to do with me not being a beautiful woman?”

Obanai stiffened. He hated that Tengen called you beautiful, even though it was true. The more he spent time with you, the more he was sure you were the more beautiful woman he’s ever seen. Knowing that Tengen thought the same triggered his jealousy. “It has nothing to do with that. Only an air head like you would think like that.”

Tengen chuckled at how Obanai prickled. “Really? So you wouldn’t mind if I took her on her first mission instead of you?” Kaburamaru hissed.

“You should worry about how sloppy you’ve been on your own missions,” Obanai practically hissed too.

“Whatever you say, Obanai,” Tengen laughed, walking out the door. “Who knows, maybe she’ll take pity on you and you’ll get an extra special end of mission reward.”

Obanai simmered over Tengen’s insinuation, as if that was all he saw in you. Of course Obanai had thought in you in... that way. But he didn’t want to just hook up with you. He wanted to date you; he couldn’t deny it to himself anymore. However, he doubted someone that looks like you would want him. He despised Tengen for many reasons. He was tall, strongly built, had an annoyingly handsome face (though that didn’t mean he was a better hashira because that was not true). He had everything Obanai didn’t, not to mention 3 wives. He was the type of guy women wanted. The type of guy you deserved. Obanai sighed, resigned to his fate. He told himself after he finished this mission he would stop being selfish and leave you alone.

***

You were a mix of excited and nervous as you and Obanai set out for your first mission. It was explained to you that every hashira is accompanied on their first time by another to demonstrate what is expected of them when they go out on missions. After that, missions were solo unless it was a particularly significant threat. You were foolishly excited to spend time with Obanai, while also nervous about making a good first impression.

You spent a full day traveling, arriving at the village plague by three demons at nightfall. You and Obanai split up, as they typically attack simultaneously, but in separate parts of the village. A scream alerted you to the demon you were tracking, finding him cornering a girl a bit younger than you. Anger flamed through you, hating how demons went after those who were so vulnerable.

You cut the demon down easily, which boosted your confidence. You checked on the young woman, who was thankfully okay. You left her to search for the third demon, who you found easily. For as fast as you thought you had been, Obanai had beat you to him. You were in awe of watching him use his skills in real time. Not that he needed it, but you jumped into help. Due to all of your training, you and Obanai worked together easily. He was able to keep the demon distracted while you beheaded it.

Just like that your first mission was over. You knew it was a fairly easy one, but you were proud of how well you did. Obanai praised you just as much, which amplified your glow. You were both exhausted, though, retiring to your respective rooms in the villages Inn.

In the morning you were able to enjoy the villages hot springs. You welcomed how the hot warm relaxed your muscles after a long day of travelings and a night of demon hunting. You soaked as long as you could, before heading back to the Inn to get ready for the trek back. You bumped into Obanai in the lobby, who told you that a crow came and announced a terrible storm was rolling through, making it unsafe for you to travel back today. You'd have to stay the night.

“I’m so sorry, but we have only one room,” the Inn keeper reported anxiously, “We only planned for you to stay for one night. I don’t mean to dishonor either of you. I could ask another guest to leave.” You weren’t used to being treated in such high regard. You knew people felt that serving a hashira was a great honor, one that this man obviously took very seriously.

“You have not dishonored us in the slightest,” you replied kindly, “You have hosted us graciously, which we are grateful for. We don’t blame you for an unforeseen storm. Please do not inconvenience any other guests. Obanai and I can share my room, if that is okay?”

You could feel Obanai watching you as you spoke. You hoped that he was comfortable with the arrangement; you were so focused on relaxing the Inn keeper you didn’t think about how he would react. Obanai, of course, was only surprised that you were okay with this arrangement. He was also in awe of your ability to put the Inn keeper at ease. Connecting with people in such a way was not his strong suit.

You and Obanai retired to your room. You weren't uncomfortable with him being there, but you did feel nervous. It was one thing to spend a lot of time with someone, but it was a whole other thing to sleep with them in the same bed. You hoped you hadn’t made Obanai uncomfortable by suggesting this.

“Do you mind if I put Kaburamaru in the closet? He likes to sleep in dark places,” Obanai explained, pulled a little serpent-sized sleeping bag out of his bag. Kaburamaru slid off his shoulders and into it, curling up comfortably.

“Of course not,” you replied, “He looks very cute in there.” If Kaburamaru could blush, he would have. Obanai was only slightly jealous. He set the snake in the closet, closing the door behind him. “May... May I say something?”

“Of course,” Obanai replied. He could tell you were nervous, but was not sure why.

“Seeing as we are going to be sleeping here I... I want you to be comfortable,” you began, hoping you wouldn’t be overstepped, “I just wanted you to know that if you wanted to take your bandages off, I would never judged you for what is beneath them.”

Obanai stiffened and you were afraid you had offended him.

“I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything. I hope I didn’t upset you.”

“You didn’t upset me,” Obanai replied quickly, hating how upset you looked at the thought of hurting him. “I’m not offended I... I just don’t want to disgust you.” Your heart ached at his vulnerability.

“You won’t,” you insisted, “Whatever it is, I promise I won’t think less of you.”

Obanai felt an itch of anxiety as he admitted, “I’m scarred.”

You instantly understood. “I want to show you something that might make you feel better.” You started unbuttoning your top, making Obanai’s eyes widened.

“What are you-” He stopped when he saw it. Scars, all over your chest and stomach. You breasts were covered by a bra, but he wasn’t even concerned with that. He felt a flash of anger, knowing that someone had cut you, hurt you, in order to get those scars. He wants to kill them. Slowly.

“The village I grew up in trained us harshly,” you explained, “It was... almost unbearable at times. When every I was cut by a katana in training, I was told that it would have meant death in a real fight. And for the longest time I felt that way when I looked at the scars. They were like a permanent reminder of my failures.” You took a shaky breath before continuing. “But now I see them as proof of all I have endured. Reminders of my survival. I still struggle at times, though. They make me feel less... beautiful at times.”

Obanai was so moved by what you shared he couldn’t help but blurt out, “You are so beautiful, y/n. Scars and all.” And he meant it. Obanai judged his own scars harshly, thinking it marred any chance of being attractive. But on you, he felt they didn’t do a thing to detract from your beauty. He wondered if maybe, just maybe, that could be the same for him.

That was enough to make his shaking hands go to his bandages, slowly unwinding them. Your heart was already pounding from him calling you beautiful, but it surged even more as you watched. When the bandages fell you stifled a gasp. Not at all because you were disgusted, if anything you were sad for him. The scars on either side of his mouth looked painful and it hurt you to think of what he suffered to get them. However, the lower half of his face was just as beautiful as the top half. This connection you had to him only made you want him more.

“You’re incredibly handsome, Obanai,” you told him.

He blushed, unable to believe you felt that way. “You're just saying that.”

“I’m not. And I’ll prove it if you let me.”

Obanai wasn't sure how you meant to do that, but he wanted to find out. “Please.”

The room fell silently as you approached him. You both seemed to be holding your breath as you gently took his face in your hands. You leaned in, pressing you lips to the scar on his left cheek. It was slightly cooler than the rest of his flushed skin. You repeated the action on the right cheek. Then, because you couldn’t resist, you pressed a kiss to his lips.

You were about to pull away when Obanai grabbed you and kept you close to him. You were more than happy to be held there, feeling his lips move against yours. The way he kissed you was surprisingly sweet, albeit deep with need. You both pulled away, catching your breath.

“Okay I believe you.”

You giggled. “Should I stop then?”

“Never.” Obanai pulled you back into him. His hands snaked around your body as yours tangled in his hair. You sat on the bed, pulling him down with you. You laid side by side kiss and allowing your hands to explore each other for awhile. “May I?” Obanai gestured to your shirt. It was still open from when you unbuttoned it; it was a wrinkled mess now,

“Only if I can do yours.” Obanai agreed easily and you both stripped the other of their top. Obanai kissed down your neck and started kissed all of your scars. He didn’t miss a single one. The way he did it felt like an act of worship.

“You’re so beautiful, y/n,” he said breathlessly. He continued to kiss you all over, making you giddy with pleasure. He looked to you for consent before removing your bra. He could feel his already hard cock stiffen at the sight of your bare chest. “So, so beautiful.” He kissed your boobs, letting his tongue flick over your sensitive nipples. He smiled to himself at the sounds it drew out of you. Each flick of his tongue was making your pussy throb.

“Obanai I wa-” you gasped. You were too embarrassed to complete the sentence.

“What?” he asked, eager to hear what you wanted him to do to you.

“P-Pleasure me... with your mouth,” you blushed profusely, but you wanted it. Badly. Not just for you, but for him. You could tell he was still self conscious about himself and you wanted to show how much you loved his mouth.

Obanai sucked in a breath. He does not go down on girls often. No because he doesn’t like it- it’s the opposite, actually. He very much enjoys it. But he’s insecure about how women will react. He was afraid of them being disgusted by him using his mouth on them. In truth, he often kept his bandages on while having sex. Lucky for him, a lot of girls were into that.

Most of the sex he had were just hooks up of convenience. A release for both parties, but no real emotions attached. Being with you felt intimate in a way he has never experienced. Knowing you wanted him to pleasure you with his mouth drove him damn near crazy.

“Anything you want,” Obanai replied, “But I want you to sit on my face.” His cock ached at how you blushed, but immediately agreed. He helped you out of the rest fo your clothing, cursing as he took in your naked body for the first time. “Fuck you really are so beautiful.” He didn’t know how he got so lucky.

“Keep saying that and it’s going to go to my head.”

“Good, it should.” He gripped the back of your thighs, pulling you up his body. He couldn’t hide how eager he was to taste you. He let out a satisfied sigh as you lowered yourself on him. He let his tongue swirl over you, groaning at how sweet you were.

His tongue was skilled, seemingly all over you. Flicking at your throbbing clit, teasing your clenching hole. “Fuck Obanai,” you moaned. His lips attached to your clit, sucking hard. The sensation was almost too good. Your hips instinctually when to lift off, but Obanai had an iron grip of your thighs. He wanted to be buried in your pussy and was not about to let you escape him.

He went back to licking your soaked pussy, while you gasped and squirmed on top of him. You began rocking your hips against his mouth, creating the most blissful friction. “That’s it baby, fuck my face,” Obanai urged. He looked up at you, loving how you looked so desperate and fuck out already. He flattened his tongue, allowing you to fully grind your pussy against it. Mere seconds later you were falling apart, moaning his name and coating his tongue with your release.

Obanai kept you there even after your orgasm passed, lapping up every last bit. When he finally let go, you nearly collapsed on top of him, peppering him with kisses. “So good Obanai,” you praised, “Made me feel so good.” Your words were an aphrodisiac to him, making his cock throb with need.

“Can I make you feel even better?” he asked, already working off his pants, “Wanna make you cum again. Feel you squeezing me.”

“Yes, yes, please Obanai,” you begged, “Wanna feel all of you.”

He didn’t waste a second stripping himself and gently flipping you both over so he was on top. You took a second to admire his strong body. Despite his smaller size, his cock was nice and thick. “You’re so beautiful,” you told him, pushing hair out of his eyes. His heart was fluttering, of course. But he loved it.

He slid inside you slowly, allowing you both to enjoy each inch. He couldn’t believe how good it felt to be inside you, not just physically, though that was unreal. You were so wet and warm and squeezing him impossibly tight. But he never knew sex could feel this good. Feel so right. With each thrust of his hips, he found himself falling harder for you. Becoming addicted to you.

You could practically feel his reverence with each roll of his hips. “Just like tha- ah fuck,” you moaned. You loved how full you felt. How his cock head nudged your most sensitive spot with each thrust. How he looked at you so lovingly while also giving you the best pleasure you’d ever felt. It was all so perfectly overwhelming. “’M close Obanai.”

He slid his hand down to play with your clit as he fucked you. “Cum for me, y/n. Lemme make you feel so good.” You couldn’t resist falling into your second orgasm. You cried out his name as your pussy squeeze him impossibly tighter. He loved the face you made, how you looked so lost in pleasure. Obanai couldn’t deny himself any longer, spilling his warm cum inside you.

“Fuck y/n, so good,” he groaned. You admired how he looked when came, too. He truly was beautiful, scars and all. He slowed his hips, allowing you both to come down from your high. He lowers himself to his elbows so he could kiss you without having to pull out of you. He didn't want to, not yet. Not that you were complaining about it.

“Does this mean demon hunting was our first date?” you joked.

Obanai smiled. You loved being able to see it. “Fitting, I guess. But I promise I will take you on a date you’re deserving of the second we get back.”

You kissed his lips once more. “I can’t wait.”

A/n: I know Kaburamaru in that damn closet like 👁️👁️

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