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kakushino · 8 months

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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.

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#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

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toxiccluvvv · 10 months

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Caught;

Pairing: (adult)Muichiro Tokito x reader

Content warning: Adult content (smut)

Word count: 856 words

Readers sex: Female

This is an anonymous request!

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You were one of the kindest hashiras in the core; your presence alone could comfort a grieving soul. You take pride in your craft, and you’ve sharpened it to the fullest extent. Your boyfriend of 5 years is named Muichiro.

He joined the core when he was the young age of 13, and he has stayed there for many years later. He is just as passionate about his craft and he has worked with you to help you sharpen your technique. He can seem cold to people, but he has pure intentions. He is slowly gaining his memory back, but some days are worse than others.

A few days ago you were paired with Giyuu to go investigate a demon infestation in a town a few cities away, your mission was successful, but you dear boyfriend couldn’t help but run through all the possibilities in his mind… the possibility that a fellow hashira would get to handsy or do something that would cause him to endanger his life. He was pacing around the masters mansion awaiting your return..

You walked through the beautiful wisteria trees surrounding the masters mansion having a shockingly peaceful conversation with your comrade. He was speaking to you about his concerns about the insect piller knowing that the two of you were close, you giggled listening to him go on and on about the woman without realizing.

“If I didn’t know any better I’d say you have a crush on one of our great and mighty hashira” you spoke playfully bending down to see his reaction as he turned his face from you. At that exact moment you felt a similar presence that you have longed for while you were away, you turned your head with a bright smile.

“Mui!” You spoke excitedly running to your significant other. He just held a stone cold face as he looked past you at the water piller as he watched the scene play infront of him.

You stopped infront of your boyfriend standing on your tippy toes, “mui? What are you looking at?” You asked sweetly turning every which way trying to see what had your boyfriend’s attention.

“I’ll leave the two of you be, I’ll report to the master for you y/n” Giyuu spoke excusing himself from an uncomfortable situation.

“What was so funny?” Muichiro asked you, now turning his attention to you his cold blue eyes meeting your bright eyes. “What do you mean? I was just teasing him about his crush.” You spoke turning your face so you weren’t looking into his ice cold eyes, he gently put a finger on your chin turning your head to face his.

“Since you thought that was so funny, let’s see how funny this is..” he spoke quietly as he grabbed your wrist roughly pulling you behind some trees, slightly out of sight from the trail you just stood on.

Muichiro yanked your hair as he slammed you against a tree, he began to feel all over you, missing the touch of your body. You whimpered quietly as you let him touch you all over, “mui… we are going to get caught.” You whisper yelled at your boyfriend as you hit his back.

He chuckled lifting your leg, “let them catch us.” He whispered in your ear as he slid your panties aside that were easy to access due to the short skirt you were assigned. He gently rubbed his tip against your folds, teasing you just as you had your friend.

“It doesn’t feel good to be teased does it?” He whispered in your ear as he hovered over your dripping hole, you arched your back slightly against the tree hoping that it would bring you closer to his aching tip. “Please mui… I’m begging you..” you pleaded with your boyfriend as he felt himself getting harder at your begging.

He bit his lip as he slid into your wet hole, you went to moan aloud, but was stopped by a big hand clapping over your mouth. “I thought you didn’t want to get caught pretty.” He whispered as he thrusted into you slowly. You whimpers were covered by his large hand as he began to feel himself get lost in your guts.

You were now scratching at his back feeling your hole throb wrapped around his big dick, “stop squeezing Babygirl.. it’s been too long since I’ve been in you, you’re going to make me…” he groaned in your ear as you felt his thrust begin to get sloppy, you screamed in his hand as you felt your legs begin to give out from under you.

“You were such a good girl..” Muichiro spoke cleaning the two of you up, he kissed your head softly pulling your now soaked underwear off. He placed them in a bag he brought along, he redressed you in some clothes from home that you wear to bed. As you felt yourself dosing in and out of consciousness, mostly due to your boyfriends big size, but also from being so tired from the previous mission. He picked you up carrying you home.

“You’re so beautiful, my love..”

#adult muichiro #muichiro x you #muichiro smut #tokitō muichirō #kimetsu muichiro #kny muichiro #demon slayer muichiro #kny smut #kny x y/n #demon slayer smut #demon slayer

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imsofuckinggayforwomen · 10 months

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an idea for obanai smut! - obanai gets jealous from seeing you spending a lot of time with giyuu recently, even tho obanai has told you he doesn’t like giyuu at all. So, obanai decides to teach y/n a little lesson 😋

a fic would be nice if you have enough time! ❤��

ONG OBANAI JEALOUS….ABSOLUTELY.

this probably won’t be a fic but prolly just a long drabble

WARNING: SMUT NSFW (MINORS GEEEETTT OUT), fem reader, publicity sorta, very mean obanai, some degrading, crying

Obanai Iguro…Jealous? 🤷

You know that he despises giyu, he knows that you know too. Of course, you continue to converse with the water pillar daily, making your masked boyfriend frustrated.

The way Obanai looks when he’s jealous, ears tipped red, big heaved breaths. Who could blame you for teasing when he gets so flustered?

That’s how you found yourself trapped, pressed up against the back wall of the ubuyashki estate.

“I-Iguro- were in publ-“ A rough hand pressing against your throat quickly silences you, finding yourself looking up at serpent hashira with wide eyes.

“You don’t deserve to call me by my first name” He spits, taking his opposite hand to undo the bandages that adorned his face. “In fact, you don’t even deserve my touch.”

With that, his bandages were harshly thrown to the side. You start to tremble in his hold, sensing the inner rage that flowed through his different colored irises. You pout, taking a gentle hold onto the hand that grips your throat. “Please- Iguro-“

Before you can even finish speaking, his lips are pressed against yours. The kiss is brutal, leaving you barely any room to breathe. You manage to gasp, only giving him more room to shove his tongue into your mouth. Obanai slots a leg in between your thighs, teasingly spreading them as his teeth drag against your lips.

A whimper escapes you as he lowers his mouth to bite marks into the soft skin of your neck. “It’s Obanai, to you.” He grumbles into your shoulder, promptly moving to remove your blouse. “I’ll allow you to call me Iguro once I’m satisfied.”

Once your top is open and your skin is exposed, he allows himself to take in your disheveled state. His hand then abruptly cups your core, a yelp of surprise leaving your throat. Iguro’s eyes peer up at you, his hand pressing harder into your crotch. You try to swallow the noise threatening to escape, but the sudden feeling of your skirt being torn causes you to wince.

“Those noises satisfy me” He whispers, dipping his head down to bite at your collarbone. “Make more of them.”

That’s the only warning you received before his hand plunged into your undergarment, expertly rubbing through your folds. You whine at the feeling, hips bucking forward to meet his touch.

You’re already so wet, it’s almost embarrassing.

He seems amused by this, indulging you in your desperation by bringing his nimble finger to swipe across your clit.

A hand races to cover your mouth as his contact makes your spine arch. Obanai is displeased by this, grabbing your arm with his free one and pinning it above the two of you.

“Are you deaf? Did you not hear what I just said?” He asks retorted, fingers swiping against your clit again to draw out a high pitched moan from your mouth. He relished in the noise, smiling into the skin of your neck.

His fingers swipe again, and again, and again, until their motions became a pattern. A series of whiney noises left your blissed out self, only further fueling Obanai in his antics. He resumed placing kisses onto your upper body, sucking and biting marks into certain places.

You continue to squirm in his hold, the pleasure slowly building up in your heat. This almost felt like a reward, maybe Obanai enjoyed being teased? You can see the heavy blush set on his face, this theory certainly needed to be tested later on…

You were unaware of your silence until you felt his fingers increasing the pressure on your sensitive bud. Crying out, your legs threaten to buckle. Iguro unpins your arms, moving to keep you upright instead. Tears began to well in your eyes at the harsh stimulation.

His eyes lock onto your glossy ones, a slight smirk settling onto his scarred face. Moving his head up to be level with yours, he gently kisses the tears streaming down your cheeks. “I love it when you cry like that.” He mutters, just enough for you to hear. Lucky for him, the tears kept coming and your whimpers grew in volume.

A fuzzy feeling starts to grow in your core, gradually building in intensity. Your thighs shake with fervor and your head falls back. Obanai kisses up your neck again, eyeing your expression. He senses that you are reaching your peak, your quick pants only confirming his sense.

“Say my name” he says to you, slotting his head onto your shoulder. “My first name, say it as you cum on my fingers”

“Iguro!” You cry out, the pleasure in your body reaching its peak. “IguroIguroIguroIguro-“

A broken sob escapes your throat as you release onto him, entire body shaking with bliss. He brings you through it, guiding your body to the end of it’s high.

You finally catch your breath as he pulls his fingers away from you. Maintaining eye contact, Iguro sucks his fingers clean. “You seem quite satisfied..” he says, fingers exiting his mouth with a pop.

“However, I am not.” He grumbles, swiftly throwing you over his shoulder. “Hey- Iguro-!!” You Yelp as he begins to carry you away. Obanai chuckles as you wriggle around in his arms, gently patting your behind with his hand.

“You’re in for the real punishment once we get back to the estate.”

this was pretty fun to write I love obanai sm

Also pretend like kabumaru was at a play date or something cause we do not want dawg watching this 💀

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kny-agere · 6 months

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hi can you make a Drabble of cg!rengoku comforting little!Giyuu who regresses after a waking from a nightmare and/or wetting the bed . Idk i just like putting my favs in pain and Giyuu is such a delicious character for sickness/nightmare/injury hurt/comfort. I want to squish him like a stress ball but also he is baby.

Also smthing that is like medium funny, when I typed cg!rengoku it autocorrected to cheeserengoku 🧀

Sorry this took so long :( I wrote most of it in like 2 days and then it collected dust for forever. I’ll try not to let it happen again. Please enjoy <3

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After bathing together— the water making awkward noises as it was sucked down the drain —Tomioka was wrapped up rather cutely. It was hard to find a towel big enough to properly wrap the man up in but it was well worth it. The fluffy cloth draped around his form. Only Giyuu’s head stuck out, wet hair plastered to his forehead. Resting on the floor he waited for Rengoku to get dressed. Decidedly he didn’t want to do anything for himself and was happy when he got scooped up into the other man’s arms. It was easier to let himself be guided as opposed to making choices for himself. There was no worry about making mistakes or disappointing Kyojuro.

“We’ll pick out something comfortable!” Rengoku was trying hard to control his volume levels, with some success. With Giyuu curled up against his chest he felt as light as a feather. A small nod against his shirt signified the man’s agreement. Bursting with affection he squeezes even tighter.

Balancing Giyuu is one arm he opens up closet. Just like the past few times it’s pitifully empty. They’ve cycled through the gifts from Kyojuro several times already. Rifling through the small colorful section he picks out his favorite pair of pajamas, a dull red with skinny black stripes. They’re the only pair that haven’t been dulled through use and washing but are well on the way there.

He settles Tomioka down onto his futon. When the towel is unwrapped the man grunts at the cold air hitting his skin. With expert motions Rengoku gets him clothed as quickly as possible. The worn fabric is soft on his skin, trapping in the heat from the bath.

All that’s left now is to comb his hair, a quiet ritual they only do right before he goes to bed. When Kyojuro settles on the futon Tomioka is quick to crawl into the man’s lap. Settled there his longer locks are easily accessible. They’re still stuck against his neck, water occasionally dripping down his back. With a rather expensive comb that was probably given to him by Uzui at some point, Kyojuro starts to sort through the tangles. Tomioka tends to only do the bare minimum for himself. When he takes time to get everything properly smoothed out it can take quite a bit of time. In the past baths hadn’t been an exclusively nighttime activity, but during the day sitting for so long had riled him up. Even with how mild Giyuu was he couldn’t only tolerate settling down for so long. Now he could float into a near sleep state and not even notice the time.

Rengoku didn’t mind the tedious work. His own hair was filled with small curls and waves that took hours to tame. A long time ago, as an unruly child, he learned what would happen if he didn’t take proper care of his mane.

So while Tomioka’s head bobbed between conscious and unconsciousness he detangled each section and tied it up. The man had never requested specific looks, but the strange look that he had whenever his hair got braided said enough. During those times he’d stop by every mirror or window he passed to admire the twists and slowly trace them with his fingers.

Curling it upwards Kyojuro pins the ends against Giyuu’s head so they won’t wet the clothes.

When he checks on the man he’s unsurprised to find Tomioka with his thumb in his mouth, eyes almost shut. Slowly he swaps out the finger for a real pacifier. When he lays Giyuu properly in the bed the man immediately curls up beneath the sheets. Tucking him in Rengoku leaves after a quick kiss to his forehead.

Moving to the guest room he’s already mostly ready for bed. Despite all the times they’ve done this, Giyuu gets too embarrassed in the mornings to share a bed. Kyojuro can only poke and prod so much before he feels bad about bothering his boy. He still feels a little too lonely without a body in his arms though.

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In the morning he doesn’t rush to Tomioka’s room. The man will come out on his own, or call for him. From there he’ll find out if Giyuu is still regressed or not. It’s not a perfect compromise. For now it works ok. He hopes that Giyuu will one day feel comfortable enough that quell any embarrassment that might arise.

Kyojuro instead moves towards the kitchen. Neither him or Tomioka are particularly good cooks, but he can manage a satisfactory breakfast. As he cracks eggs and starts stirring rice Giyuu’s continued absence isn’t noteworthy. The man sleeps well when someone else puts him to bed.

Even when he’s setting the table it’s not cause for worry. He can wake Tomioka up at this point. Giyuu is either still asleep or lazing away, still regressed. Either way excitement makes it’s way back into his head.

Hovering outside Rengoku listens for any movement. When he can’t sense anything he slowly opens the door.

His eyes immediately go to the futon expecting to see his boy laying there. He can’t tell is the bed is empty or not, sheets too twisted to tell if the form is an illusion or not. Scanning the room he finds Tomioka instead curled up in the corner. His towel has been dragged out of the laundry basket and is being used as an impromptu blanket.

Kyojuro wilts a bit and approaches with caution. Giyuu has stripped. His clothes are strewn throughout the room. The only thing that remains the same are the braids looped around his head.

“You awake baby boy?” He crouches next to the man’s form. When he nudges Giyuu gently he doesn’t stir. A light hand moves over his arm again, to push him a little harder. “Little fox, the sun is up now.”

Waiting more patiently for a response Kyojuro takes a seat next to Tomioka. He can see hints of wakefulness. The man moves slowly. Instead of facing Rengoku he curls deeper into himself. His shoulders begin to shake as he silently sobs.

Kyojuro wrestles Giyuu into his arms. While he screams and tries to throw the younger man off he’s easily subdued. Once he’s properly seated on Kyojuro’s lap he breaks down, sinking into the gentle touch. The urine on his thighs has dried, leaving atrocious red rashes. Even when he moves over the area with the lightest of touches Tomioka sobs and hisses.

“We should get you clean ok? A nice warm bath and then we can have breakfast.” Rengoku is glad he’s gained some control over his volume. Some of the loudness shines through in the best of ways. His confidence is reassuring.

Tomioka can’t get a word out. Any attempt results in cut off whimpers. There’s an itch in the back of his throat that pushes down anything. His thumb hasn’t quite made in too his mouth. The skin right beside it is sucked on instead, harsh teeth keeping it in place.

It’s not a time to bother looking for the pacifier. Kyojuro finds the small box in the back of the closet and fishes out a new one. He slowly nudges Tomioka’s hand away. There’s deep red bite marks on his lower lip that’ll last until tomorrow. When offered the new toy he takes it obediently. He might chew hard enough to tear the rubber but it’s better than his own skin.

“We’re gonna give you a nice scrub and then you can join me at the table! It’ll be so quick you won’t even notice.” A morning rinse is a rare detour in their set routine but in this case a necessary one. Rengoku might have to change too just to be rid of the smell.

Giyuu’s face is still wet and red. The only signifier that he’s calmed down even the slightest amount is the lack of new tears. Kyojuro can only see glimpses of the man’s face, when it’s not buried against his chest. The dampness from tears stuck to the cloth hasn’t gotten any wetter, another good sign. Ignoring the situation it’s a little nice to hold him like this too. Tomioka sometimes can’t stand being cradled for more than a few minutes. Right now he seems to soak in the physical contact.

He sighs when they get to a bathroom and the tub is empty. That was probably supposed to be today’s chore. After this it might be good to upgrade the ancient space. Kanroji, living in a relatively new home instead of an older estate, had very nice plumbing that brought hot water straight to the location. Though it’d be hard to give up the sight of Giyuu peering down into the nearby well, cheering Kyojuro on as he filled up several buckets.

“We’re just gonna shower today, ok? I’ll give you a bath tonight if you still want it.”

Kyojuro’s only answer is Tomioka clinging to him tighter. If his head moves he can’t feel it.

It takes some light coaxing to peel the boy off of him, and ultimately Giyuu refuses to completely let go of physical contact. It makes it hard to undress either of them when little sobs start up anytime he’s not clinging to Rengoku.

Giyuu sits on his lap the whole shower. He looks like a wet cat, hair slicked down with big sad eyes. The man has grown quiet now, but nothing suggests that he’s done being sad either.

In an echo of the night before Rengoku grabs another large towel to bundle Tomioka up in. His coos and quick hands don’t force out the same giggles as they had then, but Giyuu seems slightly less sullen by the time he’s wrapped up. He looks more tired now than anything. If he doesn’t fall right back asleep after breakfast (now more of a brunch) then Kyojuro will have to push for a nap later in the day, regardless of if he’s regressed or not.

“Alright baby boy, should we get some food in that belly of yours?”

He’s only a expecting a nod, or perhaps nothing at all. It leans towards the second after several silent beats pass.

“Thank you Tou-san.” The words are mumbled, only able to be made out through context. Giyuu shakes afterwards like he’s just yelled. Rengoku is quick to press another kiss to his skin and murmur some more (well deserved) praise.

Like he originally meant to, he’s finally able to sit down at the table and persuade Giyuu into eating.

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#age regression #age regressor #fandom agere #sfw agere #demon slayer #kny #agere requests #cglre #cg!rengoku #little!tomioka #tomioka giyuu #rengoku #rengoku kyojuro #tomioka

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nerosdayinanime · 6 months

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wanna make my own kny httyd au

#httyd movies are good but. theyre kid plots yk?#not a bad thing but i wanna use the wolrdbuilding more. like cmon its fucking DRAGONS man #so far giyuu & tsutako live in a little seaside village that regularly gets raided by dragons mostly stealing their livestock (and anyone #caught in surprise undefended) one night hes out doing errands he forgot to do during the day (doesnt want to dissapoint tsutako)#and gets caught out in a raid. hes running for cover and comes across a juvenile dragon. hes scared shitless and frozen as it creeps closer #and closer until he can feel its hot breath sniffing at him. curious purple eyes stare into his own. a loud fireball explodes near them #and the dragon nudges him away from the carnage. tsutako sees a dragon near him and flips her shit. ready to die trying to keep #her baby brother alive. he screams at her to stop- shoving the dragon away as she screams for him to get away from it #dragon flees and tsutako drags him home stressed out her gourd but thankful hes alive.#later on hes out walking in the woods to get away from it all (the other kids dont like him very much) and comes across the dragon again #he ends up making friends with it and names it sabito ('rust' for his orange-red coloration & 'rabbit' for the little hops he does)#comes across all the little dragon quirks as he hangs out- meanwhile back in the village they need more warriors to fight off the dragons #giyuu gets forced into training for it despite his (& tsutako's) protests. time comes to training against actual dragons and he miraculousl #survives using his knowledge of quirks hes learned from sabito- it astonishes /everyone/ bc hes a wimpy little fuck #yadda yadda he accidentally becomes top student just trying to avoid actually hurting the dragons and gets assigned to kill the Big Bad One #they release the beast and it crawls around the top chain netting for a bit before it notices giyuu. it drops to the floor and slowly #advances towards him. giyuu intentionally drops his weapon & shield and steps towards it with big wet scared eyes. everyone's shocked and #tsutakos screaming for them to call it off. the dragon stops posturing and sniffs at him- lets him gently pet its nose. he quietly pleads #with it to go back into its cell as guards are hurrying to get into the arena with them. the dragon looks around at them & at the sky befor #looking back at giyuu's sad eyes promising theyll both be safer if it goes back in. it hesitantly does so and giyuu locks the doors back as #the guards get to him and drag him to the village leader's hall to get the scolding of his life #he tries to reason with them that the dragons arent bad but they hit back with 'so what are we supposed to do boy. starve as we let the #dragons take all of our food? grow up. /we cant live in harmony with them.'/#hes fucked up over it & everyone starts treating him as even more of an outcast than before.#one night while tsutako's doing dishes 'tako-nee?' quietly called out. 'what giyuu?' she doesnt even turn to glance at him.#she /always/ stops to give her full attention when he calls for her like that. his heart sinks to the floor. 'goodnight' barely keeping #the crack of his voice away. 'goodnight giyuu'#she awakes the next morning to no response. an empty house. she finds a red shirt of hers missing & a note #giyuu's neat writing shakey & slowly delving into a messy scrawl as it furthers along. one- two odd dried spots on the letters turned to #countless (/27/) blotches in the ink before it fully dried. 'im sorry' left pristine atop the worst of it at the very bottom.

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mnchrmdrms · 3 days

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Lovely

Giyuu and Sabito realize there's nothing more refreshing than a living, breathing, and a trip to the sea.

The storm outside is rough. The wind chilled them to the bone and the rain was relentless. Sea towns were supposed to be calm, but here he is shoved inside of a tiny room in a minshuku near the middle of town trying to wait things out. The room is cramped and unlit, the deep grey of the storm their only source of light. With an incredibly comfortable looking futon neatly laid out on the middle of the floor. The blanket is big and it looks warm and more than anything Tomioka wants to be wrapped up in it and not his suffocatingly wet corps uniform.

Technically Tomioka was supposed to be training but he’d absconded to Sabito the moment Shinobu brought up functional recovery training. And Sabito insisted they go somewhere nice before Tomioka officially went back to work. So they went to the sea. And it was nice. The trek there was nice. When they first arrived in the morning was nice. But the moment evening hit, hell broke loose. The bottom dropped out and rain fell hard and heavy before they could decide where to lodge for the night. He could barely see the door to the tiny inn Sabito ushered him into. The lady of the house greeted them. She was sweet enough to board them for what little they had, but cruel enough to start making demands immediately. She insisted on their haoris before she’d even let them into the room. Something about tracking water through the main area. Tomioka was reluctant, petulant about it even. Sabito had to plead with him for it. So he relinquished the coat, tracked as much water as he possibly could through the small building before finally reaching his room, and there he pouted. He’s been scowling out the window for the past thirty minutes or so.

The sound of a door opening catches his attention.

“You still in uniform?” Sabito asks, shuffling in carefully with a bowl full of hot water and some towels. “There’s blankets outside the door. Pull ’em in for me.”

Tomioka notices that Sabito has brought back both slightly less sopping haoris.

“She didn’t kill you for tracking water through the hotel?” Giyuu asks, pushing the door closed with his foot, arms full of a big, soft blanket. “These are warm.”

“Yeah and wet now too.” Sabito says setting the bowl and the jackets on a short table in the corner of the room. “You sat in here this whole time and didn’t think to take off your uniform?” it sounds rough, but there’s no bite in the words. His brow furrows as he towels off Tomioka’s hair.

It’s not so much that he didn’t think to take it off, more so, it didn’t feel right to do it knowing Sabito was still out there dripping wet too. If Sabito suffered through it a little bit longer. He would too.

Tomioka doesn’t dignify the question with an answer, instead he undresses. Throwing his uniform next to the table in the corner of the room and drying himself off with some of the other towels. He’s naked as the day he was born. Tomioka thought he might be a little more self-conscious. Sabito is aware of his nakedness, a soft red brushed across his cheeks. He’s doing everything in his power not to stare, focusing extra hard on drying Giyuu’s unruly hair. Tomioka kneels and wraps himself in blanket he brought in earlier. It’s just as warm as he thought, like they’ve been baking on a hot stone, and they smell freshly laundered. Tomioka thinks he could eat this feeling up. He gestures for Sabito to sit too.

It’s quiet for a long time. Long enough for Tomioka to regain feeling in his toes. Sabito’s been staring at him for a while with a look so lovestruck Tomioka is having a hard time believing that it's a look reserved only for him. The self-consciousness he was looking for earlier piles on him all at once. Sabito really is looking at him like he’s his entire world. The sweetest thing he’s ever seen. Sabito’s eyes dart from place to place on his face. Drinking in the way his nose drips and his teeth clatter. It’s a little jarring watching the boy who was the center of his whole world look at him the same way. Rainwater roll’s down Sabito’s neck slowly, but steadily and he’s hit with the intense desire to rub him dry. Just like Sabito did for him.

“Can I undress you?” Giyuu asks, already unclasping the collar of his uniform.

Tomioka never really waited for a reply. Whatever crawled up his spine the moment before is telling him that right now is the time. The time to be soft and to honor a man who honors him and for that he drops the pretenses and lets the admiration roll off in waves. The love bottled up over the years. The desire to treat Sabito sweetly and take care of him in return after years and years of coddling takes over. And it must be evident. When Tomioka slides out of his blanket and settles himself between Sabito’s legs, there’s a hand already settled on his hip. Silently begging for him to come just a little closer and Giyuu almost relents. Slides into Sabito’s lips and lets the undressing happen naturally. But for some reason his body won’t allow it. He wants to see this through.

He’s attentive. The buttons of Sabito’s uniform are cold and that might be why his hands shake the way they do. The metal is still wet from the rain and his grip slips, but finally he manages. He slips into a rhythm, button after button coming undone. More of Sabito’s chest comes into view. Then the hard planes of his stomach and the scars from years of battle. Giyuu is helpless. He caresses them, for some reason it feels unreal, and he needs something to ground him. Sabito has always been beautiful. From childhood to this very moment. While it took him some time to grow into his looks, Sabito was blessed with all things from day one. He’s everything a man could ask for. As the last of Sabito’s clothes are folded and stacked at the edge of the futon, Giyuu can feel the last strings of his self-control snap.

The word ravenous is the last and most embarrassing word anyone could come up with in this moment, but the way the feeling settles in his gut hunger is all that he knows. Giyuu is on him. Crushing their mouths together and pulling Sabito on to the futon. He’s hot and the idea of Sabito’s weight settling on him has him winding his legs tighter and tighter around his waist. Giyuu grinds up, dragging the length of his cock up Sabito’s and the noise he gets is like heaven. Low and naughty. The urge is back and Giyuu runs his tongue up Sabito’s neck, slow and warm and wet, pressing kisses just under his jaw. Sabito’s lust addled brain finally catches up to him, grabbing a fistful of Giyuu’s hair, slowly prying him off his neck.

“Be good.” Sabito whispers, sweet, but firm, “Be good for me, beautiful.”

He presses Giyuu onto the futon, peppering sweet, slow kiss down his neck. Giyuu wishes he had the good sense to look first. He’s never wanted something this much in his entire life. The way Sabito’s tongue plays on his on inner thigh forces his eyes closed tighter and tighter. It’s good and wet and the heat of Sabito’s breathe is so close to his cock that it’s criminal, but it's not enough. Giyuu wants everything right now. He wants to see the swell of Sabito’s cock. The thick, syrupy drip of precum from tip to sack. He wants Sabito to fuck him into a new day. But Sabito is teasing him, holding his hips in stock-still, against the soft futon underneath them.

He’s concentrating so hard he’s forgotten to breathe and finally he lets out a shaky breath.

Sabito exhales, too. Just barely heard over the pouring rain. Giyuu catches it though and it makes him laugh. To think confident and sure Sabito, so stressed even after Tomioka jumped him first.

“Thought I lost you.” Sabito chuckles out through kisses on his love’s thigh.

“You will if you keep dragging your feet.” Giyuu reminds him, bucking his hips.

Sabito doesn’t take the bait, still moving slow and sweet as molasses in between his thighs, licking a long stripe from base to tip. Giyuu gives a shaky sigh, letting his legs spread wider.

Sabito to has never been more excited in is life. He’s so hard it hurts and Giyuu isn’t making it easier on him. Everything about him is beautiful. His cock is thick and flushed a lovely red and nestled right in a thick nest of black curls. The way his back arches whenever Sabito licks his way over his balls and the way his fists are balled up white-knuckle in the blankets. Sabito’s going to go cross-eyed from staring at it all. Giyuu smells like heat and sex and rain and the cracks in his composure are starting to show. It’s got him high. Higher than high. And he might be able to cum from just this. Just the way Giyuu shakes and moans and shivers under his touch. He takes Giyuu’s cock in his mouth. Pressing his nose deep into that patch of hair and breathing him in. The way Giyuu moans is delicious. It’s guttural and it sounds like Giyuu’s already lost his mind. Hs legs fly open, butterfly on the floor. Sabito can feel the fist in his hair, but no matter how tight he pulls there’s no leeway. Giyuu’s thighs feel soft and slick with sweat as he presses them further on to the futon. The cock in his mouth makes him feel full. It’s hot and heavy on his tongue and he can’t help the little teasing suck from root to tip. He releases him with a little pop, flashing him his pearly whites.

“Please.” It’s whiny and desperate and coming from the prettiest pair of bite swollen lips this side of sea.

Giyuu looks like he’s going to cry. So, Sabito does the right thing. Reaches into the pocket of his abandoned pants pocket pulls out a bottle of slick. He takes a thick, creamy thigh and presses it into a well-muscled chest.

“This okay?” Sabito asks.

Giyuu looks like he could care less what position he’s just as long as he gets a dick in him immediately, but still, he nods his head. It’s in this moment that Sabito realizes something. Giyuu is pale. Deathly pale. But bits of him are pink. The tip of his nose. His fingers and toes. His hole.

When Sabito presses a well-oiled finger in him, his hole gives way immediately. The press is easy down to the last knuckle and his grip on Giyuu’s thigh gets just a little tighter.

“You been practicin’?” Sabito asks, pressing in a second finger.

“Yeah.” Giyuu moans out, low and breathy and completely unashamed.

Sabito throbs and it hurts, but its so fucking good. He takes Giyuu’s cock in hand matching his strokes with every scissor of his fingers. He’s worried. He really could cum just from how absolutely starved Giyuu sounds.

He adds a third finger, pressing in deep for that little bundle of nerves.

“Have I ever told you how lovely you are?” Sabito asks caressing his way against Giyuu’s walls, the base of cock held tight in his fist. “You’re so pretty. Your lips are pretty and your eyes are pretty and everything about you turns me on.”

The moan chokes up in Giyuu’s throat, he’s shaking and oozing precum underneath Sabito’s gaze.

Sabito slicks up. Working his fist over his cock in slow, tight strokes.

“It always has. Ever since we were little. When I got older I used to think about you. I still do when I get some time alone.” Sabito’s voice is cracking with pleasure. The slow push into Giyuu’s tight heat is torturous. Giyuu’s eyes are crushed closed, but the way he’s pulling at the sheets is enough. It’s enough to keep Sabito going. Slowly pressing deeper and deeper until he’s bottomed out, balls pressed soft and snug between them. It feels like Sabito to can’t breathe. Giyuu is taking his time to adjust, slowly relaxing his legs. The moment Giyuu cracks his eyes open hurts. Sabito can feel his cock throb in him. They’re that same pretty, ice blue glazed over and fresh with unshed tears. Giyuu is hooking his legs over his shoulder and doing everything he can not to beg anymore than he already has.

“Goddamn, do I love you.” Sabito pulls out, slowly pushing his way back in. Relishing in the sweet little noises Giyuu makes. Until he can’t help himself anymore. The slap of skin on skin is deafening and Sabito can’t stop himself from moaning anymore. He’s in deep and punching out choked sobs from his sweet. Giyuu reaches between, stroking in time with Sabito’s thrust and the reaction is almost immediate. He cums with a low, cracked moan, hole fluttering as Sabito continues to drill into him. Sabito feels like his cock is being strangled. He watches Giyuu cum back arched and eyes screwed shut. It’s too much. He pulls out stroking himself through the last bit of his orgasm before flopping down next to Giyuu.

The rain hasn’t calmed down in the slightest, but the grey of the evening is now the dark of night. Giyuu feels calm. Like he can breathe again.

“You think she’s made any dinner?” Sabito grunts out making his way to the bowl of water across the room.

“Probably.” Giyuu says reaching for the second blanket.

“If you crawl under that blanket with cum all over you I’m gonna knock you silly.” Sabito grits out, returning with the bowl of water and a towel. Giyuu takes the bowl from him immediately. Setting it on the floor next to him and immediately setting out to clean Sabito.

The only sound in the room is the drip of water from Tomioka wringing out the towel.

“Do you really think I’m lovely?” Giyuu asks, rubbing down the inside of Sabito’s thighs. Slow and methodical.

“The loveliest.” Sabito says, with the same lovestruck look as before. Giyuu continues on quietly cleaning Sabito from top to bottom. Slow and with intent.

“Sabito.” Giyuu says finally taking a towel to himself.

“Hmmm?” Sabito is comfortable and hums it out sweet like a song.

“Thank you for you bringing back my haori.”

Sabito is the best kind of man. He sings back, unironic and unashamed.

“Anything for you, darlin.”

#kimetsu no yaiba #kny #demon slayer #tomioka giyuu #sabito #my fic #fluff and smut

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rengoku-loves-you · 3 years

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Jealous! Kyojuro x reader!!

Had to ask this, I love your writing way too much and I'm looking to forward on how you write it!💘

(do I need to specify more?)

(hi hun! you don't need to specify more, don't worry! i only encourage being more specific so i can give you lovelies exactly what you want, and the more details, the better! but short and sweet is good also, as long as you don't mind me taking creative liberties, haha :D i hope this is alright! thank you so much for your request! ❤️)

jealous!kyojuro x reader

he doesn't realize he's jealous, not at first. he's never been a jealous person at all, and he was always happy when the people he cared about got along with each other. he does, however, consider himself protective, and that's what he thought he was when he first felt that pang in his chest after he saw you talking to uzui, smiling and laughing away.

of course, he was glad to see you laughing! he knows he’s not a funny person, he doesn’t understand jokes at all, nor does he make any himself. he was just... concerned about you. uzui was his friend, and so were you, and he knew how overwhelming uzui could be at times if you weren’t prepared for his flamboyance.

yeah, he was just concerned. he wasn’t wishing that he could make you laugh like that. and if he was, it was only because he wanted to make you happy!

nothing else.

so when he gets that same gross feeling when he sees you talking casually to sanemi after a pillar meeting - sanemi, of all pillars - he does his very best to ignore it because he’s not jealous and he’s truly glad for you two! he just maybe, sorta wishes he were a part of the conversation, too. you, him, and sanemi.

without the sanemi part, preferably.

then sanemi wraps an arm around your neck and scrubs his knuckles against your head, making you squirm and sputter out protests through your giggles, and. okay.

maybe he’s a little jealous.

sanemi spots kyojuro over your head, and he must say something about it because when he lets you go you turn around and see him, too. you smile, raising a hand to wave, and he returns the gesture with more enthusiasm than necessary. then you wave for him to come closer, and, well, it’s not like he can not listen to you, so he hurries over and keeps the smile plastered on his face.

“fancy seeing you two here!” he says, staring directly at sanemi. “i wasn’t aware you talked!”

“well, yeah, we do missions together,” you say. kyojuro raises his brows, still not looking at you.

“really!” he exclaims. “i didn’t know this!” sanemi’s eyes narrow as he shifts into a slightly defensive stance, refusing to break the staring contest kyojuro seems to have drawn him into. normally, the flame pillar is much more adverse to eye contact, and the sudden intensity unnerves him. especially paired with that big, blank grin that feels like a threat.

“our regions are right next to each other,” he explains tersely, trying to figure out why kyojuro seems to be so off. “our missions overlap a lot, so we help each other out sometimes.”

“really!” kyojuro says again, louder than before. “how very interesting!” you can believe he sounds sincere, but sanemi has known him longer, knows better, and he scoffs as he folds his arms.

“what’s your damn problem?” he demands, stepping into kyojuro’s space. kyojuro blinks up at him, not moving away even when their noses nearly touch.

“problem? what problem? i don’t have one!” and it would be convincing, too, if he hadn’t glanced over at you, only to realize you were staring at him with open concern. his attention snapped back quick, his cheeks turning pink.

say what you’d like about his temper, but sanemi shinazugawa is not stupid.

“yeah, sure you don’t,” he growls, but he can hardly bring himself to really be annoyed.

“i don’t!” rengoku insists with a wide, bright smile. sanemi gives kyojuro’s shoulder a punch that’s a touch too aggressive to be friendly, then gives you a much more civil nod as kyojuro rubs his arm.

“i’ve got things to do, anyway, so i’ll see you bastards later.”

“aw,” you say with a pout. “see you later, sanemi! stay safe!” he pats you on the head as you walk past, making you smile and playfully shove his hand away. you don’t notice how kyojuro watches your interaction with sharp eyes, pressing his lips into a thin line. he’s jealous, alright.

and you’re not stupid, either.

“alright,” you say once sanemi is out of sight, “what was that about?”

“what was what about?” kyojuro looks in your general direction, eyes big and innocent. you sigh, propping a hand on your hip and frowning at him.

“that. between you and sanemi. i thought you were actually gonna throw down for a second there. so, what happened? did you two have a fight?” he’s nervous, now, gaze skittering all around your face but never settling.

“of course we didn’t,” he says. “if he’s upset with me, he attacks me until he gets bored and goes home!” which is true. you know it’s true because you’ve seen it happen. you’ve even stepped between them on occasion when you think it might be going too far.

“okay,” you say slowly. “so if you didn’t fight, what was it? i was sensing a lot of tension there.”

“i couldn’t tell you!” kyojuro crosses his arms. you continue to stare at him without a word, replaying the situation over in your head while he sweats. and before long, it hits you.

“you were jealous.” the way his eyes snap to yours far too quickly tells you everything you need to know. his mouth opens. then it closes again, and you raise an eyebrow, more amused than anything else. kyojuro never struck you as a jealous friend, but after practically chasing sanemi away from you, he proved that assumption wrong. honestly? it’s cute, if a little inconvenient to your social life.

“i... may have thought that i wanted to be talking to you instead,” kyojuro admits, very slowly, like the words cause him physical pain. “and maybe i was thinking that i want to make you laugh the way uzui can, or the way sanemi does. maybe i just want your attention sometimes, but you’re talking to someone else and i don’t want to interrupt. maybe i...” he looks down, his face flushing, and his voice gets so soft you have to lean closer. “...maybe i like you very, very much, and i want you to like me, too.”

your heart leaps.

“of course, i understand if you don’t feel the same!” he says loudly as he lifts his head again, throwing on false confidence the same way he throws on his haori every day. “the other pillars are all very amazing and likeable in their own ways, and i wouldn’t blame you if you happened to be interested in any of them instead! i only hope we can still be friends, and that you-!”

“you’re so stupid,” you interrupt, and he doesn’t have time to be offended before you move in and press your lips against his.

it visibly takes him a moment to process, standing stiff and unresponsive, before he’s forcefully kissing you back, his hands rising to grip your forearms. you only pull back once your breath starts to run out, but he chases you, making you laugh as you turn your face away.

“kyo, come on, i need to breathe,” you say, and he retreats enough to give you the biggest, warmest grin in his arsenal, outshining even the sun. you breathlessly smile back, more than relieved that your feelings are mutual. you’re not sure how he didn’t notice you crushing on him pretty much since day one, but you’re here now, so you don’t particularly care anymore.

“you don’t need to make me laugh,” you tell him once you catch your breath, and his grin falters. “you don’t need to be like uzui or sanemi or shinobu or giyuu or anyone else. you don’t need to tell me weird stories or help me out on missions or hug me all the time to make me like you.”

“who hugs you all the time?”

“the point,” you emphasize, putting your hands on his cheeks and pulling him closer until your foreheads touch, “is that i like you the way you are. you’re sweet, you’re passionate, and you’re always so happy to see me that it makes my day. you’re likeable in your own way, kyojuro. and i just happen to like you more than everyone else.” his golden-red eyes are wide, so wide and shiny that you’re afraid he might cry. his hands come up to cover yours, gently holding them against his face. he whispers your name, and you kiss him one more time.

“so no more of this jealous stuff, okay?” you say, and he laughs, hiccuping and wet.

“i can’t make any promises!”

#demon slayer imagines #demon slayer rengoku imagines #rengoku imagines #kny imagines #kny rengoku imagines #kyojuro rengoku imagines #rengoku x reader #anon request #hehe this was really fun!#kinda hard since he doesn't strike me as the jealous type #but fun!#i hope i did him justice!!#thank you for your request!

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'Close calls in thunder storms' || T.Giyuu x reader

Pairing: T.Giyuu x reader

Summary: Every mission a demon slayer goes on is never a guaranteed success, even if two pillar were on said mission, there were bound to be some sort of casualties. Some big some small, unfortunately on this one it's the former.

Words: 2,5K words

Warnings: Angst followed by fluff. TW! Lighting and thunder, Blood, stitches, and injuries are mentioned in this fic. Canon typical violence. Not proof-read.

Gender neutral reader!

a/n: this has been in my back up for so long it's honestly a miracle it's not done yet.

A soft 'tink' of metal hitting the forest floor reached his ear. But so did the sound of pouring rain, it blocked out any signs that other human beings were in the forest with him. The only thing telling him that the demon was slain was the faint scent of ash mixed in with the damp earth he was laying on.

Unfortunately it wasn't just rain water that was soaked the earth.

Sparks of lighting lit up his surroundings, and behind his half lidded eyes he could make out the faint silhouette of the looming trees. Bending under the pressure of the thick curtain of rain, a different liquid started building up in his throat and Giyuu flinched at the feeling.

Turning his head he tried coughing it out, his body shaking with the earth as loud cracks of thunder followed the flashing lights.

It hurt his torso as he hacked up whatever was the thing blocking his airway, but it was either that or suffocating. He could tell there were multiple wounds scattered across his entire body, some were minor cuts but most were bleeding out. Coating the dirt with a layer of blood. And more was about to be added to the puddle surrounding him.

Red droplets came spluttering out his mouth, the sharp taste of iron filled his senses.

Blood. He was coughing out blood.

Groaning, both in pain and in annoyance, this wasn't good.

With great effort he tired moving his arm, or at least his hand. So he could maybe get up and look for you, it was a joint mission after all. But alas his struggle didn't pay off, his arm had gone completely num, the most he could do was twitch his fingers ever so slightly.

The water pillar sighed, but even that started to become a chore.

Breathing was getting harder, every time he inhaled it made his wounds act up and more blood would start clogging up his oesophagus. That demon must've gotten him good, he didn't even remember where he could've gotten hit. He had been too focused on the task at hand to fuss over any of injuries he's sustained, maybe he should have.

Now, the only thing he could do really was wait until he passed out from blood loss or until you came to find him. Which ever comes first, and Giyuu hoped it was the later, just so he could see you one last time before he succumbed to his wounds.

Past the heavy rain he could vaguely make out the stars hiding behind the dark clouds, you would love it. With a shaking breath, his eyelids slowly dropped until they closed completely.

Nearly tripping over a tree root, you stopped to look around and brush your soaking wet hair out of your face.ot when you had his split haori clutched in your hands.

"GIYUU!?! please be okay,,,,"

A mission was never guarantied to come out with a demon dead and both slayers intact, not even when the mission had two hashiras assigned to it. You knew this and yet it still shook your very core whenever it becomes the fact of the mission.

Nearly tripping over a tree root, you stoped to look around and brush your soaking wet hair out of your face.

"Giyuu!!"

Even screaming at the top of your lungs didn't breach the deafening sounds of heavy rain hitting the forest floor.

Squinting past the raindrops, you couldn't see him anywhere near you so not wanting to waste anymore time, you shook your head and turned on your heel. Maybe he was west instead of east.

"GIYUU!!"

Nearby kakushi were watching at you dart around, looking for your lost lover. None of them had the heart to tell you to stop, that the chance of Giyuu being alive may be zero to none.

One did, but the moment they saw your horror stricken expression, they backed down and let you continue on your search. Everyone in the demon slayer corps knew the feeling of losing a loved one, so if there was even the minuscule possibility that he was alive, then why take it away from you.

"Giyuu,"

Another ten minutes go by and tears started pricking out from the corner of your eyes, the air was damp all around you but your throat felt hoarse from all the screaming you've been doing.

"Please,,," You blubbered out, sinking down to your knees. The feeling of dread started sinking in, and as you held his haori to your chest thoughts of him flashed in your head.

The imagery of never seeing him greet you in pillar meetings again, or not catching a glimpse of his smile while he ate his favourite dish. It broke your heart to think that this morning would be the last time you woke up with him by your side. Or the last time you felt his embrace, the way your chest would feel light as air whenever he enveloped you in his arms, would you ever feel that again? Would you ever feel his lips pressing against your own again?

More tears slid down your cheeks, they were indistinguishable form the rain drops falling with them. But as you gripped onto his split haori, Giyuu's familiar scent wafted past the smell of damp earth. You catch the faint undertones of the lavenders hung up in your room to help Giyuu sleep, a hint of the ocean; a scent that always followed him around. It usually would make you smile and giggle, but right now it made you want to cry.

Knowing that after arriving back home, the scent would surely fade away without him.

You can't lose him, you just can't.

Vigorously rubbing away the tears and rainwater away from your eyes, you stood up and with a new found determination you started to run again.

"GIYUU!!" You shouted as loud as you could, past the pouring rain you kept running. As long as you were making some sort of ground then you kept going, you had no idea where you were going but you weren't stopping anytime soon.

Suddenly, you heard a soft cawing. One all too familiar to your ears.

Skidding to a stop, you looked around to try and find where the sounds was coming from. If you find find Kanzaburo then there's a chance you'd find Giyuu, and you would take said chance over running blindly around the dark woods.

Perking up after hearing a louder caw, you turn ninety degrees and headed in the new direction. With every step you took the noises got louder and louder, despite your better judgement your hope started to build higher and higher. And then, after what seems like a few seconds of running.

There.

From afar you could see the outline of his raven locks and the dark uniform he wore, along with an all too recognizable crow sitting at his side.

The dirt around his limp body was dark, and you didn't even want to think about just how much was his. Dropping to your knees, your hand flew to check on his wounds. There were scratches and bruises forming on his arm, but by far the worst was the three large gashes in his side.

You quickly pulled off you own haori to make a make-shift gauze, just to stop him from losing even more blood then he already has.

Putting pressing against his wound with one hand, your other went up to the side of his neck. After momentarily panicking when you couldn't find his pulse, you eventually found it, it was faint but there was a heart beat.

"Giyuu? Giyuu, my love, please stay with me."

Gliding your fingers up to grime covered cheeks, your thumb gently caressed the dirt away from his cheek bone. Whimpering when you didn't get a response, you shuffled closer and leaned your forehead against his. Silently praying that you had arrived in time.

"(Y/N)?" Gasping you immediately pulled back, meeting with deep blue eyes a weight was lifted away from your shoulders.

"Oh thank goodness, Giyuu can you keep your eyes open for just a bit longer? Can you do that for me love?"

Your voice was a little blurry in his ears, dulled by heavy rain still surrounding the forest. But he manage to make out a few words, nodding weakly Giyuu rolled his head to the side. Wanting to lay on your lap like he did after waking up from a nightmare, he just need you close.

Reading his body language verily quick, you sent both your crow and Kanzaburo to get help, while making quick work of the make-shift gauze to cover Giyuu's most severe injury.

He whimpered as the gash started to sting as the rain water seeped past the cloth you were applying pressure to.

Which in turn made you wince, still applying pressure to the wound, you used your other arms to bring him into your lap. Hoisting his upper body to lean up against your own, you were getting increasingly desperate and tried anything you could think off to hopefully keep him from losing anymore blood.

It should only take a few minute for help to arrive right? You can keep Giyuu stable till then, right?

As your head was building up with nerves, Giyuu took notice to your frantic behavior. And taking a page out of your own book, he used all his remaining energy to lift his arm and shakily brushed his fingers across your cheek. Trying to ground you as you had to him many times before,

"I'm still here, I'm going to be okay." His voice was crackly but through his fading vision he could tell you were hanging on to every word. "We'll be okay."

Nodding slowly, you leaned into Giyuu's hand. Hearing steps comings towards you and the cawing of crows, it brought you at ease. "Yeah, we'll be okay."

Running your hand through his hair, you kept him close until Giyuu let his eyes fall shut. And by the time his breath evened out, kakushi were surrounding the area and taking out med supplies. Two of which kneeled by your side, ready to treat Giyuu. So you laid him down at stepped back, letting them do their work.

As you did so Kanzaburo and your crow landed on either sides of your shoulders.

Scratching your's under their chin, you waited by the side lines. Some kakushi's walked up to you offering salves or ointment for your own cuts and bruises, and while you politely declined — saying that it was alright and you could be healed later on at the butterfly estate — you tried helping in what ever way you could. Cleaning up what ever mess the demon left behind, even though the kakushi insisted that you should rest, being a hashira doesn't mean you could just leave all the dirty work for them. So you liked to hang around a little bit longer to lighten the load a bit.

"Stay still yuu, you're going to pull out your stitches,"

Gently pushing his shoulders back, you tried to keep Giyuu laying down by tucking in the blankets at his side. Not tightly of course, his injuries were steal healing after all.

"I can eat by myself (Y/N)" He tried to insist, but seeing your raised eyebrow he shifted his eyes away from you all around the room nervously.

"Sure you can love," You jested playfully, picking up a spoon of the vegetable broth you brought it to lips to blow on it, making sure it was cool enough to not burn his tongue. "Open wide."

Admitting defeat, Giyuu leaned up and finally allowed you to feed him the soup. Him nearly dropping the whole tray on himself the last he tried was the last straw, and besides it felt better this way. After finishing his meal, you manage to sneak in a wisteria pill in his mouth, just incase some poison made its way into his system.

Scrunching up his face at the sudden shift in flavours, he looked at you in disdain. Which was quickly erased after you landed a quick peck to his cheek.

"Happier now yuu?"

Ignoring the ever growing blush setting across his face, he nodded and laid back down on his pillow. But not before scooting over slightly, trying to silently tell you to come lay down with him.

Giyuu's attempts were in vain however, you were much too focused on checking over his bandages, making sure everything was in its place.

So he decided to wait a bit more, hoping that maybe afterwards you would noticed the cold side of his bed and join him under the covers. Once again you didn't notice, not even giving it a second thought, you actually asked him to move over to the middle as to not leave as much room empty.

That didn't work as well as he had hoped.

Pouting to himself, Giyuu watched as you left the room with the empty tray in hand, sadden by the loss of your company and laid there silently staring up at the ceiling. Not long after you headed out of the room however, Giyuu heard muffled bickering.

"Shinobu just hand me the tray-"

"Nonono, I insist (Y/N)~ This is my estate after all, you go ahead and make sure Tomioka isn't so sad looking over there, it's really raining on everyone else's parade"

The butterfly pillar snatched the empty dishes out of your grasp as quickly as possible, all the while shoving you back into his room again. Of course not leaving without a cheeky 'don't have too much fun now!' before closing the door with a snap.

Rolling your eyes at your friend's antics, you were about to head out once again and pry those dishes out of Shinobu's hands so you could wash them yourself, until a quiet cough grabbed your attention. Spinning on your heal you faced Giyuu, who was looking at you intently.

"Is your throat dry Giyuu? I can get some water if you want?"

"No I'm fine," Shaking his head, looking down at the blanket — trying very hard to convey what he wanted through his eyes alone. "Could you? Uh."

"Could I what yuu?" You tried coaxing, making your way over to him in fast steps.

Seeing him open and close his mouth again in a cycle, you watched in amused confusion as Giyuu tried getting his point across. Eventually, he gave up trying to portray want he meant with words, instead he opened his arms, begging you to lie down with him.

It took a few beats, but you finally understood. Cooing at how soft he was when asking for some snuggles, you easily slipped underneath the covers and into his arms. "Did you just want some cuddles my love?"

Folding his arms around you, Giyuu breathed in the comforting scent of your shampoo and nodded into your hair. Feeling him trying to huddle closer to you, you giggled and hugged his torso, being careful to not touch his healing wounds in the process.

"They're all your's yuu, you can have all the cuddles you want." Mumbling in his chest, you felt him smile faintly, pressing a very soft kiss against your hairline right after.

this was originally supposed to be a part of the 'and everytime you proved him wrong' fic, but since it was getting too long it's now a little fic of its own :D next is a fic im very excited to write cause i think ill enjoy it a lot

Never forget to stay hydrated, stay safe and hope you guys had a great day! I shall see you in the next fic lovelies

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tothemeadow · 3 years

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Request: If possible, HCs of Pillars being lifeguards? How would they save potential s/o's from riptide, etc.? Who wouldn't work at all ?

😂😂😂😂 I miss lifeguard Rengoku

👁👄👁

You deserve a veteran’s discount if you remember lifeguard Kyojuro 👀

‘bay watch’ / Pillars as Lifeguards HCs

Giyuu:

actually great at his job but people make fun of him all the time

the girls love him since he’s pretty

naturally, he spends a lot of time in the water since he’s the water pillar

casually splits the sea in half when someone’s in trouble

incredible swimmer, high stamina, can carry people like it’s nothing

if he senses you’re in the slightest bit of danger he comes running at full speed

and by that I mean the art of the frog running on its hind legs with the “plat plat plat”

Gyomei:

wears sunglasses all the time and the stripe of sunscreen on the nose

people do not fuck with him and respect his rules

since he’s so tall, the normal “neck deep” depth of the water only comes up to his torso or so

doesn’t need a megaphone since his voice booms

plays with little kids on the beach

when he’s at the watch post he’s praying nonstop

befriends the little crabs in the sand

Kyojuro:

remember the phoenix tattoo on his hip? yeee boi

wears puka shell necklaces, has anklets, overall looking like a damned snack

tanned skin, hair back in a ponytail, white ass teeth, please

he’s constantly telling people to play it safe, don’t litter, etc., but he’s not mean about it

everybody loves him since he’s such a friendly guy plus he’s hot

uh oh! you’re in danger! you bet your ass he’s using every single bit of his strength to push through the current and bring you to safety

there has been numerous accounts where people pretended they needed CPR so he could kiss them

Mitsuri:

high. cut. one. piece. suit.

there’s usually a crowd handing around the watch post (most of them are guys)

such a helpful sweetheart; she’ll help set up chairs, umbrellas, that sort of thing

jiggly tiddies and wet swimsuit that’s it

like with Kyojuro, people will “need” CPR so they can kiss her

funny enough, she knows it’s all bull so she’ll smack their back and make them choke

she’ll sneak you up to the watch post so the two of you can spend more time together

Muichiro:

let’s be real here - Muichiro would suck as a lifeguard

someone’s drowning? should’ve learned to swim

got a sunburn? should’ve used protection

he’s the type to always wear sunglasses and suck on lollipops/straws in those big ass soda cups

he’s incredibly partial towards you and will keep a close eye on the things you do

literally anyone else could be pulled out in a riptide and he wouldn’t really care; if it’s you, however, the boy is running

he gets sunburnt easily

Obanai:

another lifeguard who simply doesn’t give a fuck

he’s on everybody’s ass all the time so they follow the rules

Kaburamaru acts as his second in command

honestly I see Obanai as someone who gets flustered easily at the sight of bare skin so he’s very... (◉Θ◉)

bro, if you’re on the beach he physically has to force himself to not stay glued to your side

although it seems like he doesn’t care, he’s very serious when someone is in danger

has saved numerous lives but doesn’t brag about it

Sanemi:

the scariest lifeguard to ever exist

imagine giving Gordon Ramsay a megaphone - that’s what Sanemi is like

kids will throw sand at him so he knocks over their sandcastles in return

incredible at the job, though

honestly, he threatens people if they don’t follow his rules

a gentlemen even if he doesn’t seem like it; whenever he spots somebody harassing someone else, he will full on tackle the motherfucker

bonus points if Genya is on duty with him

Shinobu:

the best lifeguard out of all the Pillars

gives expert medical attention and does not play around when it comes to the public’s safety

she also gets sunburnt easily so she really has to slather on the sunscreen

her swimsuit is a bit more modest than Mitsuri’s but it’s still 😏

she’s so protective of you; whether it be the water, other people, etc. she makes sure you’re close so she can easily help you

older men hit on her all the time; most of the time she smiles at them and may roast them to hell and back

hands out popsicles to kids

Tengen:

lifeguard thot 2.0

tanned skin, tattoo sleeves, piercings - look, he knows he’s a snack and he openly flaunts it

although he’ll save children from the water, he’s not very... gentle with them

another one to sit at the watch post and lazily drink a soda

flirts with literally anybody and everybody

he will use his binoculars to check you out

if you’ve ever seen an episode of Bay Watch then you know what I mean when I say he does the “run”

#kny #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #kny x reader #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #demon slayer x reader #kny pillars #kny hashira #kny pillars x reader #kny hashira x reader #request #kny headcanons

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ericasrandomthoughts · 3 years

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Beauty Pt.1

Pairing: Giyuu Tomioka x reader

Warnings: fluff and a nightmare

Prompt: You have a big insecurity of beauty and when you tell your lover, he doesn't seem pleased.

How are you so unpleasant looking?

God, you look horrible.

A voice rise from the background of the dark. Not just a voice, your boyfriend’s voice. Giyuu Tomioka’s voice or a voice that sounds like him.

Why am I even dating you?

no... It kept grow louder. It effected you so much. IT was angry or sounded like it was.

Outside of the nightmare, you were sleeping beside Giyu, He heard whimpering and sobbing. Not knowing what to do, he carefully shook you awake.

‘‘Are you okay’‘

You couldn’t say anything you were still in shock. You were so shaking and wet becuase of the . You don’t know what happened. Nightmares never actually affected you.

Never.

So, What happening now?

You wiped your tears as you gain you voice back again. He watched you as you hug him little tighter. “Tomioka?”

“Yes?” He whispered.

“Why are you dating me? Why choose me to love?” What you said surprised him. Why did he choose you to date. You were far from perfect and you personality was so pity. Why did he love you? You have so many thing that was wrong with you. So, Why?

“I never thought you asked me that question. What made you think that?”

‘Damn it Giyuu, Just answer the question’ You rolled you eyes.

“It’s stupid but,” You paused,“I had a nightmare.”

“Well, it’s my turn to tell you answer than,” You looked at Giyu. “I dated you because I wanted some one like you.”

You looked at Giyuu as he looked away. though you can’t tell what he was doing, you guessed on how you felt. The emotion you were feeling was a golden feeling. It was so strong. You felt Giyuu’s hand go to your hand, making a river your skin.

“Like me?”

“I wanted some smart, brave, and beautiful like you”

You looked down as his hold on you got tighter. “I’m that person you wanted?”

He raised him self up to turn on the side light. It didn't light up the room but you could see most of the room.

"Yes, you're the person I want to."

Giyu was gentle with most of his words. He was carful not harm you in anyway. In you are perfect in his image.

Oh how he adore you like you were more than human.

#insecurity #Tomioka Giyū #giyuu x reader #tomioka giyuu #kny x reader #kny imagines #kny giyuu

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crimsonkenjii-writes · 3 years

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I am so glad your requests are open! I was wondering if you could write a fluffy scenario about Giyuu returning home after a mission. His wife is so happy to see him that she spends the evening preparing him food and helping him relax after slaying demons all night. When it is time to sleep, she bashfully asks if he could sleep with his shirt off, just because she wants to be as close as possible to him, skin against skin. Thank you in advance, you’re amazing!💙

Sure thing anon! This prompt sounds really cute! ♡

Giyuu Tomioka x Wife!Reader

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Giyuu sighed deeply as he was making his way home. Another long mission with more troublesome demons.

His haori was dirty, his hair even more untamed and dried blood on his shin. He’s ashamed to say the demon nicked him on his leg. However, it was better his leg got a nasty scratch than dead citizens.

His whole body felt heavy and seemed like a chore to carry his nichirin blade at this point. He couldn’t wait to get home. He hasn’t seen his wife in so long. He desperately needed to hold her in his arms again.

At your shared home, you were cooking up the most amazing dishes. Of course you whipped up his favorite salmon daikon with a few other dishes he really enjoyed.

You place the last dish down on the table and exhale with triumph and wipe your forehead with your arm. You take a long look at the all the glorious food sitting on the table just waiting for Giyuu. Um... perhaps you made a little too much.... you got ahead of yourself again.... but no matter, that just means more delicious leftovers.

You heard heavy footsteps on the gravel outside and knew it was your beloved husband finally coming home.

You beam and quickly throw off your apron to open the door for him. You reach the door and slide it with such enthusiasm it shocked Giyuu, his hand still held out for the handle.

“Giyuu!! You’re back!!” Giyuu quickly smiles and holds his arms out as you bounced onto him.

“Y/N, my love, I’m finally back. I’m so happy to see you again.” A savory scent suddenly drifts into his nose and he perks up. “My love, did you make salmon daikon?” He asks excitedly, his eyes quickly scanning the dinner table.

“Yes! I made a whole array of dishes for you! I figured you’d be so hungry and tired after your mission that I may have made a little too much food...” you finish your sentence bashfully.

Without a word, Giyuu starts heading to the table with you still in his arms. He sees the amount of dishes scattered across the table, placed so nicely it seemed like a very expensive and fancy buffet. “Wow you weren’t kidding...” he teased and kiss the top of your head. “Let’s dig in.” He smiles at you sweetly.

“Wouldn’t you like to get cleaned up first?” You ask as you look him up and down. You see the dirt all over his haori and the dried blood on his leg. His calloused hands covered in both blood and dirt. You swore you even saw a leaf in his hair. He was a mess!

Giyuu sat there debating himself. He was really hungry. You could tell he was pondering for too long and said, “You know what, that’s not even a question anymore. You’re cleaning up.”

You take his haori and sword from him and placed them gently to the side. “I’ll need to stitch up your haori a bit, it’s got a few rips. Now go and take off the rest of your uniform, I’ll start the water!”

Giyuu proceeded to remove his uniform in your shared room then made his way to the bath in his robe. The water sat there waiting for him, heated to the perfect temperature. He was very relaxed in the bath. You added some oil Shinobu gave you that had a healing and pain relief agent in it and that made his muscles unwind even more. Not to mention the sweet scent of wisteria flowers. He almost fell asleep until he heard you call out, “Don’t spend too much time wrinkling up in there! There’s still yummy food down here to enjoy!”

Giyuu quickly dried himself and got into new, clean clothes you had laid out for him on the bed. His hair still wet as he swiftly made his way back into the eating area. You two spent the next few hours just eating and chatting. You wanted to hear all about his mission and he wanted to hear anything from you. Even if it wasn’t exciting or anything new, he just wanted to hear your voice again.

The sun had finally set and you both were getting pretty sluggish. All that warm, delicious food filling the both of you up was starting to make you sleepy. Giyuu had more exhaustion on his shoulders from his long mission.

“Come on, Sweetie, let’s head to bed. You must be really exhausted.” And as if on cue, he yawned really big. It was super cute and couldn’t help but chuckle to yourself a little. You both headed for the bed and slide in under the covers. Giyuu was being very affectionate tonight because of his long mission and held you very close to him. His arm wrapped around you, pulling you into his chest. His other arm beneath your pillow to avoid any discomfort and his face nuzzled in the top of your head, breathing in your scent.

“I’ve really missed you, Y/N... I’m glad I was able to come back to you... and to find you safe and sound.” You hummed as a response, listening to his steady heartbeat and breathing was lulling you to sleep. You could’ve fallen asleep if you could just feel a little bit closer to your husband. You were a little embarrassed but you really, really missed him! You started to get a little timid and shifted. This made half asleep Giyuu shift.

“Mmm... My Love, what is it? Why are you moving so much?” He rubbed his eye sluggishly.

“Um... Giyuu... I’m a little embarrassed to ask but... could you... take off your shirt tonight?”

You felt Giyuu jolt a little. “You.. what? T-take off my shirt?” You didn’t know why he was all of the sudden shy. You’ve seen each other naked before, you’re both married. You’ve even spent plenty of time in hot springs together before.

“Yeah I just missed you lot more than usual and... I want to be as close as possible tonight... by being skin to skin...I’m sorry that’s a little embarrassing”

“No, no. It’s okay, Love. It just shocked me a bit...” he says shyly, scratching the back of his head and looking away as his cheeks started to burn. He sat up and started to remove his shirt. You sat laying and watched him. You watched his muscles flex as he was removing his shirt. You couldn’t help but smile a little at the amazing view.

He threw his shirt to the side and got back under the sheets, keeping his arms open for you to wiggle back in. You nuzzled your face into his chest while his put his face back into your hair. His skin felt very warm, soft and comforting. Your fingers grazed over a couple of scars across his skin, leaving a trail of tingles on Giyuu. You were able to hear his even heartbeat again; his slow, heavy breathes fanning over the top of your head like a gentle breeze and his arms wrapped tightly around you to secure you into a cuddle. It was all perfect and you both fell asleep in seconds.

#sorry I took a while writing this! I was busy with work ^^;#demon slayer #kny #tomioka giyuu #tomioka giyuu x reader #giyuu x reader #kny x reader #demon slayer x reader

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fangirlsmood · 3 years

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Kyojuro Rengoku x reader x Tomioka Giyuu - Another love

_Warnings : spoiler about mugen train

Synopsis : After the death of your husband you slowly take back a taste for life ... with another man

_ Senjuro ? Where are you going like this ?

_ Ah (Y/n)! I am going to take a walk in the village, to sell the wood that I collected this morning!

_ Oh Senjuro... You don’t have to do this.

_ I want to ! It won't bring in a lot of money, but you can buy yourself a new kimono or a pretty brooch.

Knowing that he was as stubborn as his elder brother, you sighed :

_ Fine. But don't get too tired and get home quickly.

He embraced you tenderly before leaving, promising to be careful. Senjuro had always loved you very much, but it was only since his big brother was no longer there that he got into the habit of hugging you tight before each departure. You didn't know if he was doing this because Kyojuro asked him to take care of you or because he was afraid of losing you.

Since your husband's death everything had changed. You would wake up every morning in a cold bed, the smell of your loved one was gone over time, and getting up was a struggle. Even though the pain was sharp you had no choice: you had to stay strong for Senjuro and Shinjuro. Although you had some money aside without Rengoku's salary, you had to accumulate the jobs while running the house. Senjuro was doing his best to help you, like this morning when he went to sell wood. He too had changed. He was even more determined to become like his brother, a demon slayer. You didn't agree, the idea of losing Senjuro like you had lost Kyojuro made you sick and you had become a little overprotective with the child who for some time had ceased to be one. Shinjuro hadn't spoken about the death of his son. You acted like the perfect daughter-in-law and you took care of him the best you could. Sometimes you resented him for not having been more present for his sons, for never having told them that he was proud of them but now you understood why the passion that had inhabited this man for so long was extinguished and had given way to bitterness.

You and Senjuro supported each other, he allowed you to face life one more day. He had become your reason for living. Him and ... Tomioka Giyuu to be honest.

The sun set slowly and you were worried to death. Senjuro had not returned. You were going out to get him when there was a knock on the door. You rushed in hoping it was him.

_ (Y/n)! Look who I found on my way !

Tomioka stood beside him with a straight face. You laugh inwardly imagining your little Rengoku forcibly taking him to your home, you visualize very well Giyuu unable to say no to this child full of passion. Tomioka nodded polietly his head to greet you and you invited both to enter.

You served dinner for the two boys. Giyuu wanted to help you but you declined. You brought his meal to Shinjuro who was eating alone in his room as always and when you returned Senjuro and your guest was in the middle of a conversation. Giyuu seemed to be telling a story and you were surprised at how attentive Senjuro was. Usually he was too talkative to listen to anyone, getting into long stories, unless it was his father or his brother. His eyes were shining, you didn't want to interrupt them so you took a seat discreetly. Giyuu continued his story :

_ The demons were not that strong but they were clever and numerous. The civilians were terrified but he told them "Don't be afraid, everything will be fine, there will be no deaths or injuries"...

You choked. He told of his first mission as a pillar, a mission carried out with Kyojuro. You knew it because your husband had enthusiastically told you about it in detail. Giyuu stopped the two boys looked at you worried :

_ Oh ... sorry, maybe I shouldn't...

_ No it's me ! I shouldn't have asked you to tell me about a big brother ... Sorry (Y/n) I didn't think ...

You drank a mouthful of water before smiling, reassuring them quickly :

_ No it's good, everything is fine. I was just surprised but keep going, i want to hear the rest.

Giyuu hesitated a bit but ended up continuing his story. His voice was very monotonous but he recounted the events with precision for your viewing pleasure. Senjuro let out little noises, sometimes of admiration, sometimes of surprise. It had been a long time since he had been so passionate and you were really happy to see him gesticulate all over the place and ask for more. Contrary to what you might think, hearing about your late husband didn't break your heart. On the contrary, it was like talking about good memories. This impression left you perplexed. Did you have the right to think so? Not crying anymore when hearing about him ?

At the end of the meal Senjuro went to bed, claiming that the day had been exhausting. You accompanied him to his room to tuck him in as if he were a fragile little baby. Being mothering like this embarrassed him but he didn't say anything knowing that this kind of thing would reassure you, so you knew he was sleeping peacefully and safe. When you returned to the kitchen Giyuu had cleared the table and was doing the dishes.

_ It is not for the guests to take care of this kind of thing, you said playfully taking from his hands the plate he was washing.

He then grabbed a tea towel and wiped up what he had already washed :

_ I want to.

You knew him long before you got married but since the death of Kyojuro, you and Giyuu had become closer. He came to visit you regularly, to make sure you were okay. You even cry on his shoulder more than once. When you felt overwhelmed by your responsibilities his visits were a great support. With him you felt less alone and stronger, enough to face another day.

You lost yourself in your thoughts for a moment and found yourself staring at him. You tell yourself that he was more than beautiful. You really wanted to put a hand on his cheek, just to feel the warmth of his skin. Suddenly you realized what you were thinking and your face flushed with shame. Noticing your change of attitude Giyuu broke the pleasant silence that reigned :

_ You should go to bed if you're not feeling well. I take care of the rest.

You told him where he could spend the night before leaving. This night you had a lot of trouble falling asleep. You rolled around, crying silently. You were falling in love with another man than Kyojuro. You felt terribly guilty, you felt like you were betraying him. You never thought about being with anyone other than Kyojuro, you never thought he would actually die before you. Now you didn't know how to shut up those emerging feelings and it was gnawing at you, you thought you must really be a horrible person.

Giyuu didn't get much sleep either. He thought of you. When you first met, how beautiful he found you. Would things have been different if he had told you ? He remembered your wedding, Tengen had said that you and Rengoku were "both flamboyant" and he had agreed. He had silenced his feelings but now he couldn't. Each time he told himself he wouldn't visit you but each time he couldn't help it. He had to be sure you were okay, he had to take care of you. He felt guilty for loving you, you who would never be his. You were Kyojuro’s and you will always be. He was so ashamed. Wasn't that disrespectful to his deceased comrade ? It wasn't the first time he thought of you before sleeping. Many times, before and after you were married, he had found himself imagining his life with you, but he always ended up telling himself that it was impossible. He wasn't as strong, sociable or funny as Rengoku. He wasn't as good as him and clearly he wasn't good enough for you.

You were awakened by noises coming from the inner courtyard. Going to see you discovered Giyuu and Senjuro training. The child tried to touch him with a wooden katana but Giyuu still dodged. You sat down and stared at them. Senjuro was really happy to be training with another person especially with a hashira. Someone took a seat by your side.

_ He's improving.

_ You should tell him to his face, Shinjuro.

_ The one with him... It’s Tomioka Giyuu ? The water hashira ?

_ Yes. How did you guess ?

_ Senjuro talk to me. He mentionned him many times recently.

It was really unusual for Shinjuro to come talk to you, usually you just went through the formalities.

_ Can I help you ? You need something ?

He ignored your question.

_ He seems to be a good men. Senjuro told me that he helped you a lot.

You were a little uncomfortable.

_ Yes... He’s a really good person.

_ And a strong one. A good model for a boy, someone you can count on.

_ What do you mean ?

It was really unusual for him to talk to you so much. Did he know your feelings ? His gaze fell on your hand :

_ You still wear it.

He talk about your wedding ring. You have been playing with it nervously since the start of your conversation. You didn't know what to say. The atmosphere was heavy. He went on :

_ Kyojuro isn’t here. We didn't talk much to each other but I know there were only three things that mattered for him. Become a pillar, the happiness of Senjuro and your happiness. He wants ... He wants you to be happy. Alone, with him or with... someone else.

You looked at him with wet eyes. It was as if Kyojuro, through his father, gave you permission to love someone else. You had the right to be in love with Giyuu, it was not a crime. You didn't have to fight your feelings, to blame yourself anymore, you thought you were going to cry in relief.

_ Senjuro is very observant. He told me that you and Giyuu were maybe more than friends or at least you could be. You look at this man like you looked at my son. You are lucky. I've never met someone like Ruka, if it had been things might have been different. I would have been a better father, a better man.

Your lip had started to tremble. You wanted to talk. To say what ? That you didn't know what to think anymore, that you were afraid to love another man ? Seeing that you were about to crack, Shinjuro tells you what you needed to hear :

_ You loved my son, you love him and you will always love him but now it's this man you are in love with and you have the right to.

You burst into tears. Shinjuro ran a comforting hand along your back.

_ (Y/n) ?! Something’s wrong ?

Senjuro noticed that you were crying and he and Giyuu were running towards you. You tried to dry your tears but you couldn't control anything. He hugged you, his father left you and Giyuu stepped aside. It took you a while but you slowly regained your composure even though you were still crying :

_ It's okay now, don't worry.

You offered him a big smile to support your point. In the evening, Giyuu's crow had come to warn him that he had to leave in the morning.

Before sleeping you looked at your hand for a long time. You had a thought for Kyojuro before removing your wedding ring. It was strange not to feel the weight of the ring around your finger. Nonetheless you fell asleep peacefully.

You woke up at dawn. Giyuu was just getting ready to leave.

_ Giyuu ! Wait !

He stopped, he noticed that you no longer had your alliance which left him confused but he said nothing.

_ There is a festival in town next weekend. There will be a lantern throw ... If your mission is finished, would you like to go together?

You thought it sounded a bit too much like a date so you pressed to add :

_ Erm... We could take Senjuro and propose to Shinjuro even though I'm sure he'd rather not go out ...

He looked surprised but a small smile quickly lit his face :

_ My mission will be finished.

_ See you next Sunday then. Be carefull.

_ See you next Sunday.

You watched him go and when you no longer saw him Shinjuro appeared beside you. He had obviously heard everything. He looked at you smiling

_ What makes you smile ?

_ Nothing, I'm happy that's all. And I also tell myself that big brother is very happy at the moment.

And he was right. Kyojuro was happy knowing that you loved and was loved by a good men like Giyuu.

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author notes : After seeing the film this one shot had been running through my head for a while. I hesitated for a long time to write it, I even thought of making the reader pregnant but finally i like the result. I really hope Rengoku fans move on (with Giyuu maybe). Falling in love again after her husband's death is a sensitive topic, but I see Rengoku the type who wants his wife to be happy, alone or with someone else. Maybe i am wrong. There was no romatic interaction in this one-shots and I regret it a bit. Maybe I should do part two, now that I say so I could write about the festival ...

Thanks for reading, every time I see someone liked my story my heart melts. I take any criticism (positive or negative). And if you see a grammar or spelling error, please let me know (English is not my first language so I don't always realize it), I will correct it.

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Why do you hate me? || pt.2

Pairings: Giyuu Tomioka x fem! Reader

Synopsis: Ever since you met Giyuu you hated him. Well, not hate…you just don’t like him to a higher extent and you don’t know why. But Giyuu likes you and wants to ask you: “Why do you hate me?”.

a/n: The past life session is based on Dr. Weiss’s sessions on the Oprah Winfrey show. I absolutely cried during those sessions because wow. I apologize for the grammar errors and other mistakes. :((

This is part two! To be continued!

Slight manga spoilers ahead!

wordcount: 2.6k

taglist: @lysawayne

part 1 part 2

“Why do you hate me?” Is he seriously asking me that? Well, he almost killed me. You think to yourself but as you open your mouth to say something, nothing comes out. Just a scoff.

“I don’t even know why. Just the thought of you annoys me, just the sight of you hurts me, and I don’t know why.” You mutter quietly, not sure if he heard you.

“So you’re doing this for absolutely no reason?” Giyuu asked confused

Everything happens for a reason. There must be a reason why you’re feeling this way. But how are you going to find out?

“There’s a reason” You said to him and walked into your apartment, shutting the door in his face. There truly is a reason, you just don’t know it yet.

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Days has passed since Giyuu talked to (Y/n). He’s been sulking over their conversation these past few days, thinking every moment he had with her and what did he do wrong. But nothing, inappropriate pops up in his mind except the one where he accidentally pushed her because of Sanemi.

“It’s not even my fault.” Giyuu muttered to himself before messing his already messy hair.

Sabito came to the living room of their dorm and threw Giyuu a leather jacket. The cold metal of the zipper hit his face causing him to “ouch” in pain.

“What the fuck?”

“Yeah, what the fuck. What the fuck are you doing there sitting, looking like you’ve been on the streets?” Sabito says with disgust and his face contorted.

Giyuu doesn’t answer his question as he lays on the couch and looks up to the ceiling.

He sighed. “(Y/n) hates me. She hates me. The girl I like hates me.” Giyuu closes his eyes feeling tired about thinking what happened between the two of them.

“Hate you? You sure? (Y/n) doesn’t hate anyone without reason. She’s a kind girl.” Sabito contradicts Giyuu’s statement.

Giyuu purses his lips and sits up frustrated. The damn girl is on his mind every single moment.

“Well maybe you don’t know her enough. You’re not even close friends.” Giyuu spat back and stood up to sulk in his bedroom.

“Well that or...you did something bad to her in your past life.” Sabito says grimly which makes Giyuu stop in his tracks. Past life? Is that even real?

Giyuu scoffs and laughs. “Stop kidding me. You’re starting to sound like Makomo.”

“She makes me watch all those past life regression things. There’s some videos in the internet, watch them they’re pretty cool.” Sabito held up his hand to say goodbye and walked out the door. Giyuu stares at the where his friend was, thinking about what Sabito just said.

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Giyuu nervously gulps, plays with his fingers, and gulps again and plays— “God...why am I being like this? It’s just a simple appointment.” Giyuu says to himself and bites his lips. This wasn’t just a simple doctor’s appointment. It’s a fucking past life regression appointment and he doesn’t know why he is here. No one even knows he came to this clinic. He went through hell to get an appointment in this place because the practitioner is said to be skilled. He wants to back out in fear of what he may find.

Is it okay to remember what you’ve already forgotten? If it’s forgotten then it means its for the best. Right?

No. Giyuu tried so hard to contact this clinic and he might as well accept what decision he made.

“Giyuu Tomioka?” The secretary called him in and he sat up immediately and went into the room. A young man who has dark shoulder length hair, narrow eyes and a warming smile welcomed him sitting beside a long armchair.

“Hello Giyuu, please have a seat.” Says the young man who seems to be the practitioner. Giyuu sat down, laid his head back on the chair and relaxed. This is it. Once you lie down, there’s no turning back.

“Please relax and let go of all the tenses in your body. I’m Ubuyashiki Kagaya and I will be guiding you in today’s session.” Kagaya had a soothing voice that seemed to calm Giyuu. It was weird but comforting. Like it’s telling him to let go and be calm. Giyuu felt his heart return to normal and his breathing steady.

“As I count backwards now from five to one, go back into your childhood and let yourself remember a memory from when you were young.” Kagaya instructed, Giyuu immediately did so. “I remember my sister...and her friends laughing in a room. They were wearing gowns and stuff.” Giyuu immediately replied with his eyes closed.

“About how old are you now?” “Nine”

“What are you experiencing now? Are you remembering more about that time?”

“I was wearing a little suit, I think it’s her wedding.” Giyuu replied

“How do you feel remembering that?”

A sense of relief and happiness flooded Giyuu upon hearing his question. “I’m happy. I’m happy she got her wedding.”

“Good. Let’s go farther back now, back into past lives. Be there. What’s happening to you?” The young man asked calmly as if soothing Giyuu of the storm that’s coming.

“It’s dark. I hear voices, screaming. T-there are sinister sounds...”

“What kind of sounds?”

“Slurping, splatter, gurgling, disgusting sounds.” The blue eyed man’s face twitched in disgust about what he’s remembering.

“What’s making those sounds?” Kagaya asked Giyuu but he didn’t reply, he just let out a gasp. Kagaya touched GIyuu’s forehead and said: “I’m going to tap you on the forehead and count down from three to one. Three...two...one. More details about those sounds, those sinister sounds.”

“It’s the sound of someone eating. A big man eating.”

“What’s it eating? Can you-”

“Humans! It’s eating humans!” Giyuu’s tears bursts out like a dam. “M-my sister is protecting me. Sh-she-” Giyuu sobbed.

Blood splattered across the walls as Tsutako covered the young boy’s figure from the entity in front of them. The pain was torturing him as he watches his sister die in front of him, while telling him to run for his life.

“It’s okay. I’m going to take you to the end. You survive this do you?”

“I survived.” Giyuu replied which brought a smile to Kagaya’s face.

“Okay. Let’s go to another one now. You don’t have to go through it. When I touch you on the forehead, everything will change. You will leave that scenario and you’ll feel so much better. Now, leave the scene.”

As the scene changes, Giyuu feels so much better as if a heavy boulder is lifted from him.

“Now, what do you see?”

“Wooden sticks...my friend Sabito and the man who plays board games are fighting. The old man is wearing a red mask beating up Sabito.” Giyuu scrunches his face because why the hell was this old man, beating up Sabito? It was the same grumpy elder who lives near uni.

“N-no. They’re training, not fighting.” Giyuu says, his thoughts cleared. “What are they training for?” Kagaya asked and Giyuu replied that he doesn’t know. So Kagaya touches the patient’s forehead once again to transport him to another scene.

“What do you see?”

“A wisteria mountain, it’s like the flowers are glowing.” Giyuu paused “I’m with Sabito.”

A heavy silence lingered in the air because no one speaking. The practitioner was waiting for Giyuu to start describing his surroundings. He was being careful not to trigger his patient and let the patient find it’s own lost memories.

“I...have a huge gash on my forehead. My mask was sliced into half and I hear a loud rumbling laughter. “

The young Giyuu looked at his talisman mask sliced in half. His hands shaking and his vision blurring. He looked up to see a colossal, green, veiny monster laughing at his predicament.

Then, Sabito helped him up and ordered another kid to take Giyuu away.

“What? No!” He exclaimed as he struggled to get out of the other kid’s grasp. Sabito’s sad smile was getting farther and father away. Giyuu saw his peach haired friend lunging high up into the air and onto the monster, aiming for it’s neck.

Unfortunately, the blade broke as it touched the skin of the monster, along with the cutting of the talisman mask in half.

He watched his best friend die.

“Giyuu!” He opened his eyes to see Kagaya’s face worriedly facing him. A relived sigh escaped the doctor’s mouth upon seeing Giyuu wake up. Kagaya lowered his head for a minute as the blue eyed man looked at him.

Giyuu was about to speak up- “I’m sorry. We don’t have to continue this session if you want-”

“No! I want to continue it. I want to know something else...please.” Giyuu pleaded at the light purple eyes looking back at him.

The other man sighed. “Giyuu, you don’t understand what past life regression is. It’s not something you can take so easily...I was worried for you since you wouldn’t wake up and you just kept crying.”

Giyuu touched his face, noticing his cheeks were wet from the tears he didn’t know he shed. “I’m prepared to face whatever I may encounter. Even if it changes my life or leaves a huge hole in my heart, I will face it. I’m determined to know why this certain girl hates me.”

Kagaya pursed his lips into a thin line and walked out of the room. Giyuu watched, confused why the older man went out. Did he anger him? Was he too stubborn? He laid back into his seat and relaxed, processing the scenarios he just saw. His sister died? Sabito died?

He only opened his eyes when he heard the door open. “I have a patient who cancelled his schedule later. You can come back in an hour.” Kagaya said and Giyuu nodded.

An hour to think about everything.

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Giyuu pulled out his cellphone from his pockets and scrolled down the contacts. He paused on (Y/n)’s name and typed in a message for her.

Giyuu: Have lunch with me?

He covered his face with his hands, silently cursing himself. Why in the world did he type that? He immediately looked at his phone when he heard the buzzing sound and it brought a frown to his face.

Y/n: I’m busy

Y/n: Sorry

He felt his heart weight down at her rejection of his offer of lunch. He was gonna take that opportunity to fix whatever they have but now it’s gone. “I should’ve done a smoother approach. Fuck.” Giyuu said to himself.

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After eating a tasteless lunch, he’s now back in the clinic for another session. He has his eyes closed while the doctor guides him with questions. Giyuu hopes that this time he will find the answers he’s been looking for.

“Okay, relax and let go of all the tenses in your body. Go farther in your past life...What do you see?” Once again, the soothing voice of Kagaya delved Giyuu deeper into his past life. It stopped on a scenario where he’s sitting on an engawa, looking at the falling golden leaves. He narrates everything to the doctor, but the vision was so vivid. It was as if he’s living his past life.

Deep blue eyes looked at the falling leaves of different colors. Red, gold, orange and yellow leaves scattered on the ground, they came from the huge tree in front of him. The autumn breeze was chilly but Giyuu paid no mind to the wind. He’s just staring into nothingness.

A plop was heard beside him and he saw (Y/n) smiling at him. He examined her eyes, and in there he saw raw emotions. He blinked and looked ahead as his heart went crazy from looking into her eyes.

“Why are you here?” Giyuu asked in his usual cold dismissive tone. You bit your lip and stood up. “I’m sorry, I’ll find anoth-” Shock froze you as a tight grip made it’s way to your haori. “I asked you why are you here, I did not tell you to go away.” Giyuu sighed and told you to sit down beside him.

You cleared your throat and bowed down your head. “Tomioka-san, thank you for saving me again today. I know that I’m a kinoto and I should be capable of slaying that demon but...I got distracted. I’m sorry” You were so nervous awaiting the answer of your superior who you have a crush on. Is he gonna say anything?

Giyuu sighed. “You should train more if you want to become a hashira like you always say. Your ice breathing technique is lethal but you’re the problem. You reached the rank of kinoto but you’re still weak.”

His words were harsh and it brought a pang to your heart. But hearing him talking to you makes you smile. Even if his words hurt at least he’s here talking to you.

“I must be going crazy.” You said to yourself, accidentally letting out a giggle. Giyuu looked at you with an eyebrow raised and you bow down. “What’s funny?” He asked.

“Nothing” You stood up and walked in front of him, blocking his view. “What the fuck is she doing?�� Giyuu thought to himself.

Giyuu’s ocean blue eyes gazed right into your (e/c) ones. The girl in front of him let out a huge breath and smiiled. A smile that could light up the darkness he’s feeling inside.

“Tomioka-san, I want to be a strong hashira like you. Ever since you saved me from a demon back then I...I wanted to be like you. So don’t think you’re useless when you’re the one who is the reason for me living.” You paused as tears start streaming down your eyes. It didn’t matter if he was going to reject you or love you. What matters is that you said what you have been wanting to say.

“Every moment we shared was special to me. So I worked hard to reach you, so that we will be side by side. I like your touches. I like everything about you. I like you Giyuu Tomioka.” You breathlessly say looking straight into the ocean blue eyes that you let yourself drown in.

Giyuu had his mouth agape, his brain going into a haywire. He received lots of confessions but this one did the best of him. His inner self was rejoicing but he doesn’t know why.

“Why do you like me?”

“Eh?” You were confused, didn’t you say that in your confession? Or is he testing you? Your eyes widened when he could be testing you if you’re worthy to let in. Oh shit.

“Uhm. You’re amazing...and, uhm.” You were at a lost for words when he suddenly engulfed you into an embrace. Giyuu was caressing your hair as he buried you into his chest. Your heart was beating so wildly but you could hear his also. You’re so happy. So so happy.

Sadly, happiness doesn’t last for long.

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Giyuu opened his eyes and started wailing. He sat up as his chest was heaving up and down as Kagaya took a glass of water and handed it to him. His full face was red as he gripped the glass, shaking.

“Giyuu, what happened?” Kagaya rubbed Giyuu’s back in an attempt to settle down the man’s cries. Giyuu kept sobbing, unable to form words. It took him minutes to calm down and he finally said what’s going on in his mind.

“It’s my fault...I didn’t look hard enough...it’s my fault.” The man started sobbing again.

Loud cries of anguish filled the room. The cries of a man who lost everything.

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