#desi's moots time uwu

[kakushino]

Giyuu gets a cramp in his thigh while training and needs a massage. He's in too much pain to do it himself... but there's this Kakushi nearby... 👀

Flamey, you made me choke on my saliva when I read this. Please, give me more

And with the girls in our discord feeding me... I could not resist. My brain went brrrrrrr

Word count: 0,7k this is filth, also chubby fem reader

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"I-is this good?" she asked, massaging his left thigh with careful strokes.

Giyuu was sat in one of the rooms of Water Hashira estate, the shoji doors leading to his training space open. She had had to strip him of his hakama, leaving him only in his fundoshi and a thin training kimono top.

"Yeah..." he muttered, closing his eyes. More than once he had been tempted to fake a cramp just to get her to touch him like this, but logic won every time. A kakushi's job was endless, especially when attending to a slayers' needs day in, day out.

But this?

Giyuu hoped it never ended.

Her warm hands, softer than his own, kneading his thigh oh so close to his crotch-

He moaned when her fingers dug into a particularly hard knot in his muscles. A light blush dusted his cheeks.

"Sorry..." she apologized, soothing over the spot with her thumbs.

Really, he should make it up to her - for putting up with him.

And, as he felt his cock stir in his pants, he knew just the way both of them could relax.

"S-slow down- ngh!" she tried to muffle her cries of pleasure, but each slam of his hips against her ass stole one from her throat. He was so impossibly deep it felt as if he was pushing on her lungs from the inside.

Giyuu could not slow down if he tried, the ripple of her body when he thrust into her hypnotic. He was lost in the motions, his left thigh still sore from his earlier cramp though he cared little - what else could he care about but the way her snug cunt gripped his cock?

Though he was silent, he was not quiet. Breathless gasps and choked moans left his lips, adding to the wet pap pap pap symphony of their fucking, the only witness to it being their discarded clothing.

His hands gripped her plush hips tightly, flesh spilling between his fingers, making him admire her sturdy frame.

He had to see more of her.

Giyuu withdrew from her to turn her onto her back, her mewl of disappointment only urging him to be quick in slamming back inside of her. This time, he got to see her deliciously big tits bouncing with each thrust; his mouth watered at the sight.

“Giyuu~” her voice was strained, whiny, as she tried to grab at anything and everything in reach. 

He leaned forward, the need to be closer to this hidden pearl of a woman winning over the enticing movement of her body against his. His arms caged her in, their breaths mingling and she finally found purchase - clawing at his back desperately, and the pain only served to make him slam harder into her, urging him to chase their pleasures quicker.

The new position allowed him not only intimacy but also to grind against her puffy clit with each roll of his hips, her moans and cute squeaks rising to a crescendo, her tight pussy clenching around him, making him choke out, “Where-”

Her thighs tightened around his hips, the answer as to where an obvious one, even to one as lost as him. A few erratic, disharmonic thrusts, and they were both gone.

Her throat failed her, her mouth gaping open, eyes closed and brow furrowed. If Giyuu could paint, he would immortalize the sight to come back to - to come to. Alas, the only thing he could paint were her insides with white.

His breath stuttered as he stilled as deep as he could, a shaky groan leaving him as he hid his face in her neck, pressing open-mouthed kisses to her skin, as they both slowly calmed down. 

“That was…” she started breathlessly, unable to finish her thought, fireworks still shooting up her spine every time Giyuu shifted a little.

He knew he had to leave her warmth eventually, but he also really really wanted to snuggle into her arms properly. He started to pull out with herculean effort, when his right thigh spasmed like a bitch. 

“Fuck-” He slipped out and flopped onto his side gracelessly. “Another one-” A blush of embarrassment took over his face, the pain and humiliation all adding to his frustration at the situation as he hid his face in his hands.

The Kakushi giggled, “I guess it’s time for round two.”

Oh, he’d give her round two, as soon as the pain passed.

dividers made by the amazing @benkeibear

#desi's moots time uwu #desi's ask box #giyuu x reader #giyuu x y/n #giyuu x you #tomioka giyuu #giyuu smut #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #smut #IM NOT OKAY THIS IS PURE HORN #chubby reader #sub!reader #sub reader #kakushino

[warriorofshite]

No it hasn’t been ‘stressful’ for you. You literally are contributing to your own problems by constantly making comments back to the people who you aren’t listening to when they’re explaining why comparing bullshit fandom fights to actual police brutality is disrespectful to the black community.

You want the negative attention and you crave feeling like a victim because that’s all you pro-shitters know how to do to maintain your ignorant and sheltered ideas. All of the people disagreeing with you don’t subscribe to fandom bullshit and have plenty of nuanced takes on this topic yet you choose to ignore that and continue to maintain victimhood even while taunting people into arguing with you over petty shit.

Also, you being involved with ‘2 lgbt groups irl uwu’ doesn’t prove anything if your behavior online is still filled with racist and antiblack sentiments. You need to meet more black people irl and maybe consider that your online ideas won’t be met with much success in real life. Lgbt groups can also be just as racist and unwelcoming to queer poc, so your point is moot.

what. do you WANT me to say i've had three mental breakdowns in the past 48 hours because of shit you people sent me?? also both groups i'm in have bipoc as staff and i'm also poc, i'm indian (desi)

if you're going to make stupid assumptions about me try harder next time.

#wolfie posts #anon #i'm sick of youuu

[kakushino]

Giyuu is passive aggressive when he's pissed off. Obanai plays William Tell when he's pissed off. The person who pissed him off is the apple in the game.

So I asked several people what would make Giyuu angry, and @sunandflame had a point when she answered IMMEDIATELY "when you don't take care of yourself". Like, don't call me out like that...

Tags: allusion to depression

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There was tension in the air.

You didn't know what you did to anger Giyuu but he seemed more intense in his silence, if possible. He set his cup of tea down with a clang that you otherwise would not be able to hear, he near-slammed the shoji doors of your home closed, he stared at you.

You could not read minds, contrary to his belief.

Evening fell, and you laid in your futon waiting for him to cuddle you as was customary. He didn't; he was facing away from you.

"Giyuu, what is going on?" you asked at last, your heart aching, lips pulled down at the corners. You didn't reach out to touch him, though you longed to.

Giyuu turned onto his back. "You know."

Frowning, you corrected him, "No, I don't know. Enlighten me, please."

Silence reigned in the bedroom for a time, the cicadas outside the only sound echoing in your eardrums.

Then, "You haven't been taking care of yourself."

You opened your mouth to protest, but thought better of it. He was right, of course. But it was hard to do when he was gone for long days, sometimes weeks, leaving you alone with your thoughts and nothing to do. You were adrift without him, and you slipped up. Meals became unimportant, sleep was hard to come by, …

Giyuu turned to face you, eyes dark in the dim light provided by the moon. "I despise that."

You could only wince at his tone of voice. You had truly pissed him off. "I'm sorry…"

He reached out, pulling you into his embrace harshly.

"You better be sorry. You make me worried. I don't want my pearl to lose its shine, so you better start taking care of yourself from now on."

You breathed in his scent and relaxed against him. 

"Promise?"

"Promise."

dividers by the amazing @/benkeibear

Also didn't know what William Tell was lmao, and yes, Obanai would (but my muse said no Obanai)

#desi's ask box #desi's moots time uwu #tomioka giyuu #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #giyuu x reader #tomioka giyuu x reader #giyuu x you #giyuu x y/n #giyuu #kny x reader #kny fanfic #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer fanfic #kakushino

[kakushino]

Imagine making breakfast in bed for Giyuu. His tired eyes widening as the scent of fresh made food hits him and he looks up seeing a warm smile he loves so dearly being the one behind it. Warmth in his chest would bubble up and a tired smile would come to his face as he looked up at you, love glimmering in his ocean eyes as you kneel beside him. He always felt lucky to have you.

I am in tears (happy)

“Good morning, love,” you whispered, mindful of his sensitivity in the morning. You set the low table beside him, his favorite breakfast food spread out on it.

“Mornin’, pearl.” The rasp in his voice sent shivers down your spine. His hand reached for yours, intertwining your fingers and caressing your knuckles with his thumb, the warmth of his skin much more intense than yours, yet it only served to relax you. “You prepared breakfast f’me.”

You smiled, leaning down to bestow a kiss on his forehead, but the action proved to be treacherous as he tugged you down, and you tumbled into his arms with a yelp. His arms embraced you, rolling away from the food with you to cuddle.

“The food will get cold, Giyuu,” you told him as you relaxed in his hold, nuzzling your face into his collarbone, kissing it gently. He placed his own onto the crown of your head.

“What ‘bout me?”

You pulled back slightly, confused, “What do you mean?”

His lips were pulled into an adorable pout, one he refused to admit he always did when upset, or faux-upset in this case, “I got cold while y’were gone from m’arms.”

You could only giggle. “Sorry, sorry, I’ll make it up to you.”

Giyuu’s embrace tightened around you, closing his eyes as he relaxed. “Mhm, y’better.”

It was silent for a short while, the birds’ song the perfect background music to your intimacy.

“But y’know, I am hungry, so we will cuddle after food. Did you eat already?”

#desi's moots time uwu #desi's ask box #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #tomioka giyuu #giyuu x reader #giyuu x you #giyuu x y/n #*sighs happily* #i love him so much #giyuu my beloved #i could go on for days singing him praises and comfort and cuddles #because he deserves it #divider by benkeibear #kakushino

[kakushino]

Going on an ice cream date with Giyuu, and when he notices a little ice cream on the corner of your mouth, he gets bolder than usual and pulls you into a quick kiss instead of wiping it away. "You had some ice cream on your face."

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You could only stare at him, a deep flush on your face. Giyuu appeared unbothered, licking his ice cream - and, though you could not see, hiding a smirk.

Was that your first kiss together? No, but it was your first kiss together in public and that seemed somehow different. Your boyfriend was a quiet man who was not a fan of public displays of affection. Perhaps that was what baffled you.

"Your ice cream is dripping, love."

His smooth voice startled you out of your thoughts and you quickly licked the rivulet about to make a mess on your fingers. 

You needed to get back at him somehow… An idea came to your mind.

You made eye contact as you licked at the ice cream before you opened your mouth and wrapped your lips around the round 'tip', pulling back seductively and licking your stained lips. 

It was Giyuu's turn to stare.

You flashed him a teasing smirk.

His eyes narrowed. “Do not start what you cannot finish.”

dividers made by the amazing @/benkeibear

#and then they banged the end #this has been rotting my brain #FOR DAYS #FOR DAYS GLITCH #ice cream aint the only thing thats dripping #i can see this happening in my upcoming series of teacher Giyuu called Dandelion #desi's moots time uwu #desi's ask box #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #tomioka giyuu #giyuu x reader #giyuu my beloved #kakushino

[kakushino]

While being a hopeless romantic hidden beneath his harsh demeanor, he never found himself very intrigued in his own romance, despite longing for it. He simply assumed that in his age, he would never taste the sweetened honey of love on his tongue. Then, the incident in the former village occurred, and he found himself in your presence, longing for you and trying to drive you off, the butterflies in his chest clouding his judgement. You were just as stubborn as him though, determined to do your damn job and get Haganezuka back to full health. That was your own fire. He wanted to drown in it. Hotaru found himself looking for you throughout the village, longing to court you. He was relieved seeing that none of the other smiths wanted you, not that he couldn't handle it, he simply just didn't like the idea of the competition, especially since he was more than well aware of his own flaws regarding his craft. Hotaru knew that many women wanted an attentive husband, and while he would adore providing such, his obsessive behavior towards forging could put a dent in that. Imaging his surprise when one day you approached him, his favorite treat in your hand. "For you. I heard of you working yourself to the bone again. Take it, as a reward for your outstanding craft." You spoke warmly, making the swordsmith's heart flutter. If he didn't love you before, he certainly was enamored by you now. Offhanded mentions of your beauty soon flooded your way whenever you crossed paths with Haganezuka, the man always saying something strange about you or even simply telling you to do small things to keep you safe while you stayed in the village. "Your eyes are pretty, like the fresh ores I get to forge new blades." "Tie your hair up, unlike metals, it can burn away to ash and it'd be a shame to see it vanish." "You're like a freshly forged blade, sharp and beautiful." Each comment never failed to catch you off guard, a fact that delighted Haganezuka. Yet, he internally lamented about how you were still not in his arms at the end of every day. That is, until one night you appeared at his home bearing a few bento boxes and a shy blush on your cheeks. "I was wondering if you wanted to share a meal together?" More than a meal was shared that night, as you found yourself folded nearly in half, legs tossed over Hotaru's shoulders, your name on his lips as he thrusted his length in and out of you, the scent of sex and sweat swirling in the air. A cocktail of passion. "H-Hotaru! Hotaru!" You moaned out, your eyes squeezed shut with Haganezuka's eye drank you in, finally sating his longing to have you for himself. "C-close! More, please, I need more!" "I'll give you more then, my beautiful fire." He huffed, doubling his efforts and smiling inwardly hearing you suddenly scream out for him, the man descending upon you to bite and kiss your skin, leaving behind a collection of hickeys. His claim. The swordsmith groaned out as he felt you cum on his cock for the forth time that night, drawing out a second orgasm from him, overstimulation starting to kick in for the both of you. Yet, he couldn't stop, he never wanted to. Hotaru kept abusing your cunt, molding his shape into you attempting to claim you from the inside out. He wanted you for months now, and still it almost felt like years he's yearned so deeply for this, this feeling of intimacy, of love. He never wanted it to end, to never cease hearing your whines, your cries, all for more of him. Dawn broke after hours, you filled to the brim and then some and Hotaru clinging to you desperately, as if you would disappear if he loosened his grip. Hotaru smiled softly, uttering a gentle "good morning" in his gravely voice. You blushed realizing your situation before sighing and simply curling into his hold. "Five more minutes..." You uttered softly, closing your eyes and listening to the thrum of Haganezuka's heart. ~~~~~~ Enjoy my word vomit, I rewrote this after realizing I was gonna have another situation on my hands. So the first draft is shoved in my docs.

Oh sweet lord above... that... was...

#i'm at loss for words #he folded us like a lawn chair #fuck #of course he would go binge fucking #he's normally binge forging #what's a binge fuck for him #holy shit just the thought of him caging us in #oh lord #i am WET #AAAAGH #desi's moots time uwu #desi's ask box #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #hotaru haganezuka #haganezuka #haganezuka x reader #hotaru haganezuka x reader #haganezuka smut #kakushino

[kakushino]

You loved your dear friend, you really do, but you couldn't understand for the life of you what drove Tengen to get sloshed for the forth time the week! You were always dragged along whenever he went too, insisting that you're the best choice because Makio and Suma would freak out. You did point out Hinatsuru as an option, but that always lead him him pressing harder for you to come with him, no one else. You never truly could deny him. Which is why you found yourself being the one to help the drunken Sound Pillar stumble back to your home since his is much farther away. Tengen was laughing as he leaned and staggered forward into your home, his cloudy magenta eyes taking in your humble abode eagerly. He let out hearty laugh. "I would've done this sooner if I knew you'd finally take me home with you." He tittered, his gaze soon turning to you, the hashira simply grinning wider at your annoyed expression. "Lucky me, I get a cutie like you all to myself." "Tengen, stop, you're drunk off your ass." You huffed, Tengen letting out his own huff, frowning briefly before he laughed again, giving you an exaggerated nod, shoulders shaking as he giggled. "Yep, I'm drunk and hopelessly in love." "Yeah, I know, your wives are great." You growled, depositing Tengen in the guest room, running off to get a sleep yukata for him. Tengen let out another drunken cackle as he called after you. "I'm not talking about them." "Oh, so you found another woman to add to your family? How'd the marriage interview go?" You asked sarcastically, throwing the clothing at the tall man, hitting him in the face and making him fall onto the tatami mat you had placed out in case you had guests. Looks like your habits are paying off. Tengen pulled the yukata off his face, his expression serious, or as serious as a drunken man's expression can be. "There was never a marriage interview." "Then what happened, big guy?" You spoke, walking over to a shelf and pulling out a futon. "I met you." "What?" You looked over your shoulder, raising a brow at Tengen, who had his eyes trained solely on your form. "What do you mean by that? Did that sake scramble your brain more than I thought?" "I'm drunk and hopelessly in love." Tengen spoke. "Yes, you said that already." "I'm in love with you, though." He added, words starting to slur as the liquor was starting to crash into him full force. "You drive me crazy with how ya just...run 'round like ya own the place....Dressin' so flashy and flaunting in fron'f'me...You're just....s'pretty...I..."He never finished his rant before he passed out on his side, leaving you wondering if an old saying was true. Were a drunk man's words a sober man's thoughts? When did he even grow this attachment ? Were his wives aware of this? You sighed, simply deciding to pester Tengen in the morning, managing to barely drag him onto another tatami mat you laid out, his large frame engulfing the futon. Part of you hoped he was just spitting out drunken rambles, but another part of you was praying he was telling the truth. You were too tired for this shit and went to sleep, turmoil brewing in your mind.

Drunken confessions? Yes please 😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏 you always hit home so well, Glitchie ❤️ Tengen totally would-

He would also talk to his wives beforehand about this and then attempt to woo me with his "impressive" drinking "skills" becausw I'm slavic and I can hold my alcohol very well 🥺❤️ all he does is make himself sloshed though 😔 what a pookie

I need him in my bed guest room

#desi's moots time uwu #desi's ask box #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #tengen x reader #tengen x y/n #tengen x you #uzui tengen #uzui tengen x reader #kakushino

[kakushino]

Hello🕴🏼I am an unsuspicious anon here to request headcanons of me pinning Muzan against a wall and making him whimper "oh, Flame Trashira~"

Wait, I mean-

@flametrashira anons are stealing your boytoy

HCs? Have a blurb instead

NSFW under the cut, MDNI

You slammed him against the wall, his thighs knocking everything off the decorative table installed there. It was barely wide enough to hold a picture but it would have to do.

"Oi-"

You ignored his protest, his body too weak to fight back against you as you untied the knot on his obi, yukata falling open revealing he wore nothing underneath.

You knelt down.

"What are you-? Stop it at once!"

You didn't listen. You were hungry.

A hiss left his lips as you took him in your hand. You licked a stripe from the base to the tip as it twitched in your grasp.

"You couldn't even wait until our bedroom? You're such a who-OH!"

You sucked his tip in your mouth gently, making eye contact. His face was flushed, sweat sticking his hair to his skin, his lips open as he panted.

His cock was fully hard by the time you inched down his length. As soon as you felt him bump the back of your throat, you swallowed.

An ungodly moan echoed in the hallway as he clawed at everything in reach, legs giving out, his full weight supported by the table.

And he could only call out your name, near reverently, while you took him down your throat.

#desi's ask box #desi's moots time uwu #FUCK YOU FOR MAKING ME WRITE THIS #FUCK OFF WITH MUZAN #muzan x reader #kibutsuji muzan #wrote this on my phone cuz this doesnt deserve to be written on pc #grrrrr i hate muzan

[kakushino]

"You passed the first hurdle. Kaburamaru trusts you." His words always echoed in the back of your mind. It was two long months of constantly being by his side before he removed the cloth he had around his mouth. Obanai had pulled you into a deep kiss that night and made sure to bite your neck hard enough to leave marks where your necklace would lie, the bruising reminding you who you belong to. "You will forever be my beloved bride. These signify my heart being given to you." Dinners together became regulated afterwards, and Obanai would always insist on sharing kisses between bites of your food and sips of his bloodied wine. Asking him why simply yielded an honest answer. "I simply cannot get enough of the taste of your lips, my jewel." Tonight, Obanai had told you he wished to finally bind you to him in the most intimate way possible. You felt your thighs squeeze together at the implications of your love's statement, making the man chuckle and tug down his mask, his smile and scarred skin being bared to your eyes. Taking your hand in his, Obanai tugged you closer to him, pressing a warm kiss to your lips. "I can sense your excitement, but please, save it for later, my heart. I wish to have you when all is prepared." He cooed, his voice nearly hypnotic as you nodded, stealing another kiss from him, much to his surprise. With a soft laugh, Obanai quipped how he adored how unpredictable you were. You later found yourself curled in your bed with a book in hand detailing the story of a pair of lovers from a tale as old as time itself, yet you couldn't keep your attention on it. You wanted Obanai with you, needed him now. Your daydreams were shattered as you felt the bed dip beside you, drawing your eye from the inked pages of the novel. You smiled and carelessly threw it aside upon seeing Obanai, clad in just his undershirt and pants, mask nowhere to be seen alongside Kaburamaru. "You're here." You uttered, throwing your arms around him. Obanai wound his arms around your middle, appreciating that you wore that pretty, thin lavender gown he had set out for you. "I said I wanted you tonight, didn't I?" He asked, running his hand down your side and pressing a kiss to your lips. "Yes, you did. I could hardly wait for you. I need you now, my beloved." "My poor, little bride." Obanai crooned, cupping your cheek in his icy cold palm. He smiled lovingly seeing you lean into his touch. "I kept you waiting for far too long, haven't I? Fear not, I'm here now, and ready to begin preparing you to be mine entirely." Your pretty gown was soon tossed aside with Obanai's shirt, your lips locked together, the vampire trailing wet kisses down your neck and shoulder. His hands were roaming all across your body, traveling lower and lower until they reached your clothed core, teasing your clit through your panties. Your whines felt like music to his ears, his heterochromatic eyes drinking in your flushed form. "My jewel..." He groaned, his lips now lingering at your pulse point at your wrist. "Please, I wish to taste you, I promise no pain, please, let me taste you..." "Have me, my heart, have me! All of me! My blood, my body, my soul are all yours, all yours!" You whined, bucking your hips into your love's touch. Obanai groaned softly, slipping his hand into your panties now to play with your folds, feeling your wetness and making you jolt at the temperature change. He soon sunk his teeth into your wrist, pointedly missing your pulse point, as he didn't want you to die from blood loss, not when he simply wanted to taste the delicacy that was your blood.

Obanai let out a moan as he drank your blood, the taste being sweeter than any infused wines he'd ever tasted, your blood being so delightful to his senses, all else would taste like grime or sand. He loved how you moaned so sweetly for him as he slipped his fingers inside you, curling them in a come hither motion that had you arching your back of the bed. He pulled his mouth away from your wrist, laving his tongue over the puncture wounds. "My sweet bride, you're immaculate..." He moaned, lazily pressing his cheek to your wrist and looking at you, his gaze almost drunk. Obanai would swear that he felt drunk off of you in that moment. "So perfect, so delectable. I'm so happy it's you that I have as my beloved, my everything." He confessed, leaning forward and silencing your cries and swallowing your moans.

GODS, GLITCH, YOU NEVER MISS-

#im dying of thirst #absolutely dehydrated #only KNY men can sate that thirst #gods damn it #vampires are hot #vampire obanai is such a charmer like #“my poor little bride” DID ME IN OKAY #fjndjdndkyjksnsnsns #fuck- #desi's moots time uwu #desi's ask box #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #iguro obanai #obanai x reader #vampire obanai #iguro obanai x reader #kakushino

[kakushino]

"Good. Just stay like that for me, p-please." Aizetsu spoke, trying to carry a dominating demeanor as he splayed you out across the futon, the sorrowful demon looking at you with hunger swimming in his kanji carved eyes. He swallowed the lump in his throat, his sapphire eyes meeting your own lidded ones, your expression soft, yet expecting. "I'm waiting for your next command, 'Zetsu." You cooed, the Upper Moon's breath hitching slightly. Forcing down his nerves, he rid himself of his clothing, having left it all on in favor of kissing and stripping you of any fabric that hid your body from his gaze. Soon, he was bare to your eyes too, cock erect and leaking precum. You openly licked your lips, squeaking when Aizetsu lightly smacked your thigh with his calloused hand. "Shush." He crooned, slotting himself between your legs, hooking them around his hips carefully before returning his attention back yo you. Leaning over your frame, he balanced himself on one hand, leaning down to kiss you again, a soft whine leaving Aizetsu's lips as he deepened the kiss immediately. His free hand wondered across your supple skin, squeezing your breasts and groping at you hips and thighs, soon slipping to your cunt. Pulling away, Aizetsu directed his attention to your pussy, sliding his index and middle fingers through your folds and finding your clit, rubbing in small circles, a soft smile gracing his lips seeing you gasp, your hips jolting. "O-Oh! 'Zetsuuu..." You whined, a pleased hum leaving your demonic lover. "Does this feel good, my love? P-please tell me, I need to know, need to hear it." Aizetsu whispered, picking up his pace to drive you mad. You whimpered, eyes rolling into the back of your head. "Y-Yes! Yes, so good! S-so good, 'Zetsu!" You moaned. "Good, good...I think you're ready. Are you?" "I-I want it..." You breathed, looking up at Aizetsu through your lashes, practically striking him with lightning again. He gulped once again, lining himself up with your entrance and pushing in, euphoria flooding his senses. "O-oh fuck..S-so...so tiiiight..." Aizetsu breathed, you letting out a drawn out moan of his name, the stretch being so delicious. The demon above you was barely holding his composure, panting and whimpering. You bucked your hips, causing him to let out a soft cry and begin thrusting in and out of you at a slow pace. "S-so good...Y-you feel so good...!" He whimpered, tears rimming his eyes. "C-can I- fuck- can I p-please go faster?" "Y-Yes, 'Zetsu, g-go as fast as you want, fuck me h-how you need..." You replied, reaching up and wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him into a sloppy, heated kiss, Aizetsu picking up his pace immediately, losing himself in the sensations. It didn't take long for him to be filling you to the brim with his cum, a long drawn out moan being dragged from his throat. He felt lightheaded, mind feeling as if it filled with cotton. "More." You uttered softly, looking at your lover's expression of surprise before pushing him on his back with a yelp of surprise being ripped from him. "I want more, 'Zetsu." "Th-then...Y-you may have me, a-all of me, my beloved." The demon replied, voice shaking and a loud whine leaving his throat as you began to ride him, your own moans blending with his, the scent of sex and sweat filling the air around you two. It felt like heaven inside you, and Aizetsu always found himself crumbling beneath your hands so beautifully, feeling warmth, safety and love beneath your touch and kisses. Hours had passed before you had finally had your fill, Aizetsu feeling completely drained after his final orgasm of the night. He had lost track at how many times he's stuffed your cunt, the highest count he recalled landing at around four. It was always worth it though, as at the end of such sessions, you'd always allow him to curl up with you, his head tucked beneath your chin and you hholding him in your arms, running your fingers through your fingers through his long, black hair, cooing sweet praises and loving words to him. "I love you, my beloved."

Holy shit- GLITCH-

You always deliver so well, I'm on my knees riding Aizetsu

#desi's moots time uwu #desi's ask box #IM HUNGRY FOR DEMON DICK NOW THANKS #gods above #this made my day #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #aizetsu x reader #aizetsu #smut #aizetsu smut #kakushino

[kakushino]

Obanai is nothing short of a clingy bastard in the morning. And given that he's a hashira, he has an iron grip on you, so you would need to be either on par or stronger than him physically if you want to even attempt to wriggle away and make breakfast for him. Then again, why would you want to do that? This is one of the very few times you see Obanai in his purest form; his guard down entirely, the sunlight shining on his pale complexion, his hair tousled, bandages missing. He looked ethereal, like an angel from the stars. He wakes up partially and mumbles for you to "get back t'fuckin' sleep" when you start peppering his face with kisses, muttering more unintelligible nonsense as he buried his head into your hair. Cuddles are always on the menu for lazy mornings along with the blatant showing of trust towards you, as Obanai is often too tired to do anything with his bandages and will actually let you wrap them for him. Top it off with a kiss on his nose and he might short circuit. Obanai can't cook much, typically sticking to simple dishes to munch on, so you coming around was quite the blessing to him, as you were a rather experienced cook given your family's background in the restaurant industry. You made the most heavenly food for him. He always gave you kisses as thanks. Though, you always mysteriously got various gifts in the following days from him...

I. AM. IN. LOVE!!!!!!!!!

How dare he be so cute

I wanna squeeze his cute cheeks and chomp on him

I wanna cuddle him tight and keep him warm in the mornings

I wanna help brush his hair and help him put on his clothes

#desi's moots time uwu #desi's ask box #i am unwell #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #obanai x reader #iguro obanai #kakushino

[kakushino]

Desi... imagine the sounds Giyuu makes when you nibble his inner thighs...

Let me tell you about the unholy sound I let out when I read this ask-

Masterlist

You stopped mid-nibble at the sound which escaped Giyuu, your eyes snapping to meet his - only, his face was covered by his hands, his ears betraying a bright red blush. 

You pulled back a little, letting go of his thigh, “Giyuu?”

He remained silent, his heavy breathing all you could hear.

It only made you long for that sound again. “Want me to stop?” you asked breathlessly, kissing the spot you were on before.

Your lover shook his head, still unable to face you. This made you frown a little and you reached up to stroke his pretty cock, which was already dripping with pre-cum, eliciting a shudder from him - yet still no sound came, nor did he uncover himself.

One hand working his length, your other hand stroking his thigh gently, you opened your mouth to continue marking it. 

Giyuu tore his hands from his face to grip at the futon, an sinful mix between an airy whimper and a whine echoing in the room, making you grin and bite him a little rougher. 

He did not tell you to stop either.

dividers made by the amazing @/benkeibear

#i whined #thats what i did when i read this #i fucking whined #desi's moots time uwu #desi's ask box #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #tomioka giyuu #giyuu x reader #fucking hell now im wet fuck you #dom!reader #dom reader #sub character #kakushino

[kakushino]

It was rare to get a night alone with him. Normally, Hinatsuru, Makio and Suma trailed after him like puppies, you trailing a little behind them as they crowded their husband and your beloved. You were rather unconfident in yourself, your village having simply presented you in hopes that this vampiric family would not torment the town in exchange for you being his next bride. It worked for around a week before the four left the castle to hunt and feed again, leaving you all alone. You didn't even know why the others had presented you in the first place. You didn't really find yourself very intriguing; you were just simple crafts woman, typically making jewelry or some beautiful pieces of commissions calligraphy, nothing that stands out. You still remembered how the mayor shoving his way into your home, telling you that to dress your best. One could only imagine your surprise when you were suddenly shoved into the arms of a large man. "She'll be perfect!" His voice boomed, a bright smile on his face as he gathered you in his arms. The girls he had around him were all squealing, cheering and overall rejoicing over you being gifted to them. You almost felt like some sort of doll as you were carried away from your home. "You'll be the crown jewel of the family!" That was weeks ago, and now you found yourself alone, looking down at your vampiric fiancé peering up at you through his lashes. The other three had left to go feed, Tengen having decided to stay behind, citing that he wanted to cozy up to you. One thing led to another, and you were naked, the vampire laying between your legs on his stomach. "Tengen, stop staring..." You spoke softly, the silver haired man simply flashing you a wolfish smile. "Oh, but why should I, my gem? I have such a pretty view of you delectable pussy and soft thighs." He purred, making your face burn red. Tengen let out a laugh seeing your rosy cheeks, the man gripping your thighs and pressing kisses to the supple skin. "Yes, such a pretty little thing you are, my precious bride to be." "T-Tengen, don't say such th-Hah!" You couldn't finish your sentence, the man between your legs having moved to lick a fat strip up your bared pussy, making sure the tip of his tongue made a point to catch on your clit. "T-Tengen, o-oh gods-" "Shh, let me make you feel good, let me taste you again, my little gem." Tengen crooned, nipping at your thigh as he spoke, a soft groan rolling in his chest as he felt the heat under your skin, your blood calling to him like wine to a drunkard. Surely you wouldn't mind? "AH! TENGEN!" You cried out, a loud moan leaving your throat as the vampire bit into your thigh and drank your blood, which tinged his tastebuds, the flavor colliding and blending with your slick and creating a euphoric cocktail in his moan. A moan erupted from him as he dove back into your pussy, laving his tongue along your cunt, gathering the cream you produced on his tongue before returning to your bite and lapping up the blood there. Tengen's head was spinning, hips rutting into the mattress below as he feasted. You were a being handmade by the gods, he was sure of it, from your beautiful curves to your delectable taste, you were utterly perfect. Your first orgasm struck you like lightning, vision going white as you screamed out for him. He did not stop, he kept going, nipping and suckling on your clit, lapping at your bite wound, gathering all of you that he could, Tengen kept going to the point you lost track of when your orgasms started and ended, driving you wild. By night's end, you were drained, bandaged and curled against an undead man's chest as he cooed sweet nothings in your ear, a large hand affectionately stroking your hair. Perhaps your village made a good choice.

Holy fuck- ACTUALLY NOT HOLY BC THAT HURTS VAMPIRES UUUUUH- SINFUL FUCK-!

#desi's moots time uwu #desi's ask box #i am weeping #between my legs that is #i need some 198cm tall vampire man named Tengen to clean me up #with his tongue #nghhhhhh #glitch never misses #dying rn #of thirst #for tengen #i NEED to write smth for him again q.q #*cries* (enjoying it) #tengen x reader #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #kakushino

[kakushino]

M’kay but listen…

Pre-school teacher Gyomei, modern AU. You’re just there to pick up a friend’s child for them. And you get an eye full of that absolute beast of a man… acting like a giant stuffed Teddy bear. Melting you.

He’s so sweet and gentle, and when you speak with him he’s just a ray of sunshine.

You go on a couple dates and he’s the perfect gentleman. Holding doors, carrying your purse, bringing you your favorite snacks, or handmade macaroni art he made since the kids wanted him to participate.

He’s got all the lines down to your favorite childhood movies and shows. He’s not afraid to sing out loud with you, dance with you, he silly.

And he’s 100% not afraid to make you sit on his face. He’s not asking after the third time you keep hovering, he’s just pulling you down and trying to suffocate himself.

Gyomei who adores body worship and using a whole can of whip cream just to make you his dessert tonight.

Gyomei who shushes and coos while prepping you for hours, stretching you out so nicely to take his enormous cock.

Who is so cautious when you two first become intimate, always checking and seeing how you’re doing and what you like. It’ll make you crazy impatient and in love all at once. How he so slowly pushes that heavy thick piece inside you and leaves you gasping for air because you feel everything.

Yeah, pre-school teacher Gyomei Himejima who has such a breeding kink he physically nearly passes out when he first cums inside. He’s so delirious on pleasure and happiness because it’s you under him and the thought of you making a baby with him is enough to have him hard again.

Who will 100% be down for apple juice after and he’s got a great selection of snacks too. Whatever wild treat you’re craving, he’s probably got.

I wanted to reach out and throw love at you, but I wasn’t sure how to go about it~♥️

You all want to stop me from writing fluff- now I'm opening that filthy af file with Gyomei fic I'm working on-

#desi's moots time uwu #desi's ask box #fuck this is hot as hell #THANKS IM EVEN WETTER THAN BEFORE NOW #gods damn it #himejima gyomei #gyomei #smut #gyomei x reader #fuck me oh lord #kakushino

[kakushino]

Since I've talked with @linpunny about this (who claimed they can be more delulu than @zoyakuna ), let's see who ACTUALLY wins 🤭😈

#kakushi diary #tumblr poll #moots poll #desi's moots time uwu

[kakushino]

pe teacher giyuu who helps you out with warm-up stretches by crouching down behind you and placing his warm hands on your back, pushing you forward into the space between your parted legs. when he feels the resistance, he clicks his tongue and leans in to whisper into your ear: "i know you can do better than this, or have you forgotten the way you spread your legs like a slut for me just last night?"

Okay- I- Gods, reading this again and again makes me feel so hot like this has no business being so hot. My brain is a scrambled egg.

I wanted to save this until I start writing what we talked about, which will appear as WIP on my masterlist tonight, but fuck if I don't wanna share the blurb I wrote continuing that.

You nearly experienced a full-body twitch when he whispered that in your ear. The stretch of last night still left your muscles sore, in more ways than one.

Your face felt hot remembering how you struggled to take it, to take him. Giyuu was big and he made you cry on his dick more than once, including last night's session. 

And it was just Monday. Yet, you could bet you were soaking your panties only from his proximity. How were you supposed to survive the week before you could be with him again? 

"Answer me, [L/N]," he ordered, pushing more against your back in the pretense of helping you stretch, the burn punishing on its own. "Or will I need to remind you who's in charge?"

"I have not forgotten, sensei," you say in a strained whisper, trying not to fight back against his hold. The noises of the class faded away to you as all you could focus on was him - his warm hands, his breath against your ear, body so close to your own. You were lucky no one paid attention to you two.

"Meet me after class."

His warmth disappeared.

#god i had the full body twitch when *I* read it the first time #i had to stop and breathe for a moment #my brain short-circuited #desi's ask box #desi's moots time uwu #desi the blue eyed kakushi #fucking hell is this hot #tomioka giyuu #kimetsu gakuen giyuu #kimetsu gakuen smut #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #teacher giyuu #kakushino