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luvbugs-blog · 10 months

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getting saved by...

pairings: tanjiro x reader, inosuke x reader, zenitsu x reader

a/n: there will be a part two... but switched! you saving them!

warnings: POSSIBLE SPOILERS! also mentions of death in inosuke's (reader has to do what tanjiro did to wake up on the mugen train)

part two!

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tanjiro kamado

you try to brace yourself as you're thrown against a tree. it hurts, but you have to keep going. you think of the bright smile that always inspires you when you need it. the smile of your best friend. you take in a deep breath in, trying to control your total concentration, as you reflect on where you are at, and how you would rather be back at the butterfly mansion with your friends, who haven't finished healing yet.

you lift yourself up just in time to deflect the blood demon art of the spider sister, who almost captured you in her web ball. you fling yourself to the side, and when you jump up, prepared for the next attack, she's gone.

strange. you look around you at all of your surroundings, hoping that she won't pop out from behind the trees. your power, besides your breathing, is in your strength, so unfortunately, you lack any power of being able to sense where your opponent is by smell, audio, or some weird beasty sense thing that inosuke possesses.

you still and close your eyes, trying to focus on listening, when you hear something above you. something isn't right about this.

you are able to jump to the side just as the monster leaps where you were. this thing is massive, with a godawful spider face. not only is it creepy, but it scares you enough that you hide behind a tree, trying to think of a plan. that's when you remember tanjiro again.

last week, the two of you were eating breakfast at the butterfly mansion. you were sitting next to each other, chatting and occasionally laughing at inosuke devouring his onigiri. you turn to focus back on your conversation about tanjrio's "hinokami kagura", and how impressive it is.

"you truly are amazing, tanjiro! not even the hashira can perform two breathing techniques!" you gush, trying to imagine yourself doing the same. "you must feel so powerful!"

tanjiro scratches at his neck, trying to push down the raging blush that had formed on his face. "it's really not that impressive! I'm sure you could do the same if you really tried."

"oh, don't be ridiculous. i'm not near close enough to your level. and don't be modest either! just don't forget about me when you become a hashira," you say, with a little joke at the end.

tanjiro grabs your hands and stares at you a little too intensely. you feel a little startled. "don't say that about yourself! you are an incredible swordsman and i constantly want to be like you."

you blink, unsure what to make of the fervent compliments. you open your mouth, but before you can respond, he continues.

"you inspire me with your strength. you never give up and that is what's truly amazing!" you swear you can see little puffs of steam coming out of his ears.

"uh..."

"so don't underestimate yourself!"

you blink for a moment, trying to find your composure. and you don't know what else to do but laugh.

"well, alright then!" you give him a huge smile and hug him tight. "thank you, tanjiro," you whisper into his ear. he just hugged you tighter to his body. what you missed seeing was the very pointed look given to him by zenitsu.

you brace yourself and make a move from behind the tree, rushing at the creature who was looking for you in the opposite direction. activating your first breathing form, you aim at the giant's arm, hoping to buy some time while he is regenerating. but your sword doesn't cut through. instead, he flings you a couple meters back. you land harshly on the ground, and you wince when you feel your ribs crack. you take a deep breath in, desperately hoping for an idea to get you out of this mess.

the monster roars, destroying trees in his path as he searches for you. "LEAVE MY FAMILY ALONE."

some hell of a family, you think, as you roll out of the way to escape a tree from crushing you. you rush at the monster again, this time aiming for his neck with your sixth breathing form, but to no avail. your sword still doesn't go through.

you can see the monster's hand coming towards you. you're going to die. there's no way you can move out of the way without breaking your sword, and you won't be able to survive without it. think! you desperately rack your brain for ideas, but it's too late.

you close your eyes as the hand comes to you, but you never feel the impact. you quickly open your eyes to see a checkered haori blocking the monster's head.

"tanjiro!"

"y/n! i was so worried when we arrived and saw all of the bodies!" the hand shakes the two of you off, and tanjiro holds you close as you both fall to the ground. he's quick to jump to his feet, but you're still a little sore from your earlier exchanges with the tree. he gives you a charming smile as he helps you off the ground. "i'm so glad you are alright."

you jump up to give him a tight hug, trying to fight off the nerves of your near-death experience.

"gonpachiro! are you going to help me out or keep flirting?" you cough as he glances over at inosuke trying to saw his way through the monster's arm.

before you can react, he presses a quick kiss to your forehead before running to help. "stay alive, ok!" he yells, "i have to confess something after the battle!"

you allow yourself one bashful smile before lunging into the fight, helping your future bf and one weird boar.

inosuke hashibira

you gasp for air as you're being held down by the neck by the train's appendage. you try to break free, but your sword is just out of reach and the tentacle thing is just too slimy to really grab hold of it. with one hand, you try to free your neck, and with the other hand, you strain for your sword. the appendage lifts you a bit and slams you back down, making something in your arm snap. you try to scream, but nothing comes out. your vision starts getting a little blurry, and black starts creeping around the edges.

what should you do? before you can do anything, a big eye pops out and blinks at you.

when you open your eyes, you have to adjust, because it suddenly got very bright. you sit up off the ground, looking around for the train, but you don't see anything. you do recognize this dirt path you are on though.

you lift yourself up and start along the path until you come across... the butterfly mansion? something wasn't right. you were supposed to be helping tanjiro and inosuke with the train demon.

just then you heard a cackle coming from inside the building. how is inosuke here? you also heard a scream coming from the inside. you sprint to the sound, and throw the doors open to see your little sibling cowering behind your parents, who were in a protective stance and looking up at the ceiling. on the ceiling was inosuke, crawling around like a weirdo.

"mom? dad?" how were they here? their deaths were the reason you became a demon slayer in the first place. tears start pouring down your cheeks as you run towards your beloved family. you stay there, hugging them for what seems like hours. your parents were very confused, but accepted the affection nontheless. your sibling was giggling at how stupid you looked, but you could care less, because at least they were alive.

maybe this whole slayer thing was just a bad dream. BAM. you jerk your head to see inosuke had come down from the ceiling. how did you forget? so the slayer thing was not just a dream. so what the hell is happening?

inosuke walks up to you and grabs your hand. "come on, y/n! let's go train." he walks you outside and into the woods.

"inosuke, i think something is wrong. we were fighting a demon and then we ended up back here. do you know anything?" he steps back and lifts his mask up, letting it fall to the ground.

"what the hell are you talking about?" he starts towards you, backing you into a tree. you put your hands to his chest, looking into his eyes.

"this is not the time to fight right now! i'm being serious-" you are silenced when he puts his finger to your lips, cocks his head and looks at you.

"the fuck are you yappin' about? you know the training thing is just a ruse." he puts his hands on your side and squeezes, making you gasp. he lays his head into the crook of your neck and gives you a small little bite, in which you grab onto his shoulders in shock. "we do this all the time."

Y/N!

you push inosuke back and look around. you grab onto his shoulder and gently shake it.

"didn't you hear that?" he just snorts. "hear what?"

Y/N!

"there it is again! someone is calling my name!" inosuke shakes his head and pushes against you once more, arms circling your waist. he starts to leave kisses up your neck, which causes you to let out a little whine. this was a little dream of yours that you kept a secret so no one would find out about your little crush.

pause.

A DREAM! of course!

"i've got to get out of here." inosuke lifts his head up.

"what?"

"you don't understand. this is a dream! the real you needs me right now." you run around the woods, searching for the demon that put you to sleep. if you kill it, you might be able to get out. how else would you wake up?

you slow to a stop, realizing the demon isn't in the dream with you. dream inosuke pokes your back. "what are you doing?"

you turn to him, unsure of what you're about to do. you reach to his waist and grab one of his swords.

"i'm sorry." you whisper, terrified. you bring the sword up to your neck. what if you're wrong? what if there are repercussions from the dream in reality. what if you actually died?

you push your hand up again the blade, ready, when a hand grabs your wrist. you look up into his beautiful face, which looked miserable.

"don't you want to be with me?" you almost drop the sword from your neck. you raise your hand to dream inosuke's face.

"it's all i've ever wanted, since we met. that's why i have to do this. to be with the real you." you pull your wrist free and scream, and with a twist of the blade, everything goes dark.

you wake up and take a deep breath. you can feel the wind from the roof of the train, and you realize it worked. you look over to see the appendage that was holding you wither into dust on the ground.

"you done taking your little nap? we got a demon to kill!" you smile at the taunting voice coming from behind you. you turn and jump into his arms.

"h-hey!" you lift his mask to give him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"thank you for waking me up," you say, before running off to where tanjiro was calling your name. inosuke follows behind you, very glad the mask is covering the redness of his face.

zenitsu agatsuma

there is no way you are making it out of this one alive, unless you hear the drum again. there are two demons making their way to you in this moving house. you aren't skilled enough to taken on two demons by yourself. so you are holding out that the drum will beat again soon, so that the rooms will shift. the first demon crawls closer and lashes it's tongue at you. you swipe at it, and the tip falls off, spraying blood over your uniform. while the first demon sprawls backwards in pain, the second lunges at you, and just as you swing your sword at it's neck, the drum shifts the rooms around.

you fall through the air in this new room, but land on something solid. you look down to see zenitsu under you.

"oh my goodness!" you hug him tight, thankful to see his face instead of another demon. while you're too busy with your relief, he's focused on your legs on either side of his waist. pervert.

his euphoria ends quickly, however, when you hoist yourself up and introduce yourself to the kid he is with. shoichi, the little boy, is so relieved that another slayer joined them, so he didn't have to put up with zenitsu's tantrums by himself.

while he is introducing himself, zenitsu sits up and screams. you turn, shielding the boy behind you, when you spot the tongue demon making it's way toward the three of you.

you all run to the nearest room and while you hope for another drum, you know you won't be so lucky this time, so you focus your attention on the door, hoping to be able to ambush the demon when he enters the room.

"no, no, no, no, no. please wake up." you turn to see zenitsu passed out on the floor.

"shoichi, i need you to get him to the wall if you can." then you turn your attention to the approaching demon, whose tongue had already regenerated. the tongue lashes out at you once more, but faster this time. you knew you wouldn't have time to cut it off, so you settle for deflecting it.

but the force of his tongue was too strong, and you were thrown backwards, hitting the wall and roughly falling to the ground. you crawl back over to zenitsu and shoichi, praying the drum sounds again.

you go to stand up to face the demon again when a soft hand pushes you back. you look up to see zenitsu and are surprised. wasn't he just passed out?

you see him get into position and hear a faint, "thunder breathing, first form". you blink and the demon is dead.

zenitsu sways for a second before falling back to the ground. you rush over to make sure he's ok to discover he's... STILL ASLEEP?

he jerks awake and squeals when he see's the demon's body disintegrating. he latches onto your torso and shamelessly hides his face into your skin.

"y/n-chaaaaan, you saved me! thank you thank you thank you!"

you look over at shoichi who just shrugs. with a small laugh, you lean over and press a kiss to zenitsu's head.

"let's try to get out of here, yeah?"

"AHHH y/n-chaaaaaan! let's get married!"

a/n: SORRRRRY i am so tired and so i rushed zenitsu's, but i hope it's still good! i'll try to finish the part two tomorrow (with a special surprise drabble!)

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jctaro · 1 year

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CHEWWI CHEWWI JIRO OVERSTIMMING HIMSELF IN THE PROCESS OF OVERSTIMMING YOU 😵‍💫😵

OH MY GOD FNDSJKFNJNFVNSDGN PLEASE VI!!! the amount of times i've thought about this!! i honestly think tanjiro is someone who, despite being so centered and focused in his s/o's pleasure, can easily get lost in it and lose himself in the process so YEAH !

— WARNINGS: aged up characters. fem reader. overstimulation. reader has hair. pet names ('bunny').

— NOTICE: minors, ageless and empty blogs dni. age in bio or blocked.

His breath has become beyond erractic; his glossy wine gaze finds anchor on yours, and he struggles with his heavy eyelids as so he does with that wet curtain of tears so that he can keep on looking at you. You feel strangely, excessively heavenly when your walls are pulsating around him; the way your mewls have become synchronized with every kiss of the head of his cock against your sensitive spot can only add to this ecstatic haze he's submerged in.

"T-Tanjiro... Tanjiro..." you call, but to him it's the way in which his name falls off from your lips, that he can't bring himself to stop.

"J-just a bit more..." He retorts, "I promise, just... just a bit longer... oh, I promise... I promise." The words make their way, lose their shape as they come out of his lips, as he is drawn to the crook of your neck. When he breathes in, shallowly, he inhales the sweet scent of your skin, mixed with the one of your shampoo — god, how besotted he is.

And that enamour brings him to keep going. Thrust after thrust — sloppy, but deep. The afterglow comes as his climax slowly dies down, but for some reason there's a tingle inside him, with every thrust. It's like it feels even better like this, if he keeps going. And he cannot just not hear his desires, not when he's so lost deep in you.

Lost in you, and in the idea of making you feel good.

You beg him, you tell him that it's too much, and once again he promises that it'll be just a bit more, as he kisses the crook of your neck, only to climb with his lips up your skin, until his lips find home in yours.

"You're doing so good..." He starts, stopping just for a second to sink into your lips. And then, he confesses:

He inhales sharply— "Let me— let me make you feel good, a bit more. Just... oof..!"

And you hear the cracks in his voice, just as much as you feel the stutter of his hips — you feel it too: your thighs try to hide your over-pleasured sex from him, or so try to. However, despite feeling pain in his tip, he decides to not pay attention to it — it's just what your deserve, he tells himself. And he thinks that the way in which you keep on quivering around him is a good sign.

Until the pain becomes too much for him, and he winces, his forearms pressing your sides as so does his forehead against yours.

"S-sorry, I'm s-sorry...!" He stutters, pulling out from you. But little did he know that you were yearning for that.

Out of breath, you tell him that it's okay. "I... I actually was trying to tell you..." You pant, but never finish the sentence. "Are... are you alright?"

And he nods. "Are you okay?"

"Mhhm, it was a bit too much."

"O-oh! I didn't— I'm so sorry! Did I hurt you? I hope—"

You stop him, grabbing both of his cheeks to plant a kiss on his lips in a gesture of reassurance. "You didn't."

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glitch-karma · 11 months

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Can I have a tanjiro x reader hc’s, whos like Mikasa from AOT? Thank you❤️

When he first met you he was super nice

He was perplexed when you kinda just stared at him

Makes an effort to talk to you as much as possible even if it's him doing most of the talking

The first time he saw you fight a demon? Holy FUCK

Was so impressed and praised the hell out of you

You got kinda embarrassed and just mumbled out a "thank you."

You got caught up in a fight with an upper moon, and unfortunately, they caught you off guard

Tanjiro saved you using hinokami kagura

When he ran up to check on you you thanked him a lot

From then on it was you protecting him and Nezuko

He gets flustered when you get overprotective

You definitely smacked the SHITE out of Genya for being rude to him

His kindness can make your heart flutter easily

You fell first, but Tanjiro fell WAY harder

The second he realized he liked you it was over

he told you right away

You were perplexed and anxious but accepted his feelings

You both project each other and are one HELL of a power couple <3

#tanjiro x reader #kny x reader #tanjirou kamado #demon slayer x reader #tanjirou x reader #Kamado tanjirou x reader #Demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #glitchs✧works

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lovelytarou · 2 years

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— surprising them with a kiss !

˚ ⚘ ᠂ ⚘ characters ! tanjiro k., inosuke h., zenitsu a., tomioka g., kyojuro r., and sanemi s.

˚ ⚘ ᠂ ⚘ genre ! fluff, slight angst on giyuu's part.

˚ ⚘ ᠂ ⚘ notes ! kimetsu no yaiba has a vise grip on my life rn and i just wanna give them love <3 ʕ´• ᴥ•̥`ʔ i got a little carried away, these became like little fics omg

･ﾟ✧*: tanjiro kamado couldn't be any more perfect. he's thoughtful, kind, caring, and sometimes a doting partner. you figured that's how he showed his love, by making sure you look and feel good every time you both step in and out of your home.

yet sometimes it can take him literal hours when he's fussing on you, making sure you have brought the right equipment, that you didn't miss any meeting or appointment, making sure you eat complete meals every day, reminding you to sleep at a reasonable time and always there in case you needed help with a kind smile on his face.

you both just got home after a mission and are still recovering from your wounds from the previous battle.

tanjiro was like a whirlwind — zooming in and out of rooms, getting medicine, and the necessary materials to dress your wounds while he's still roughed up himself.

“honey, maybe you could—” you were cut off by his two hands cupping your face, turning it this way and that.

“we need to clean your wounds first, don't want them getting infected, right?” he smiled gently before hurling off to who-knows-where.

“please, honey, just listen to me for a bit?”

“oh, i found the gauze!” you huffed as he completely ignored you, limping his way back to where you're sitting on the bed.

“now where were we? oh, your head wound!”

as he was leaning in to clean your wound, you grabbed his hand and zeroed in on his lips, kissing him deeply as you felt his breath hitch.

he blinked a few times as you pulled away, a satisfied smirk on your face when you saw his blushing and surprised expression.

“i'm fine, tanjiro. just let me take care of you for now, okay?”

･ﾟ✧*: inosuke hashibira was looking extra fine that day and you just couldn't help how pretty he looked. sensing your stares, he turned his head to you with a scowl on his face but it only made him look prettier in your opinion.

“what are you looking at?” he muttered.

“nothing.” you replied.

he let it pass this time, turning back to whatever he was doing but he can still feel you boring holes at the back of his head.

he doesn't mind you staring as he knew he's great and all. after all, he is the king of the mountain, the lord inosuke, so of course you'd stare in awe.

but this is getting out of hand even for him.

“will you quit it?!” he growled, his frown deepening.

his eye twitched when you only laughed out loud because of his reaction.

oh, so you were making fun of him!

“let me tell you something, y/n! a lowly creature like you don't get to make fun of lord inosuke!” he fumed through gritted teeth.

“what? nooo, no, i'm not making fun of you, inosuke!” you immediately tried to console him.

“then why the hell are you staring, huh?!”

instead of answering, you figured you'd just show him and leaned in to kiss him on the cheek.

“W-WHAT WAS THAT FOR?! ARE YOU CHALLENGING ME?” he raged, standing up and pointing a finger at you, his boar mask pulled down over his face so you couldn't see him blushing.

“i just think you look so kissable today, silly.”

･ﾟ✧*: zenitsu agatsuma has been whining since you step foot in the forest. he kept saying how there must be scarier beasts lurking in the dark waiting to eat you both other than demons and that he'd rather get eaten by demons than a wild bear, no wait – he'd rather just fight a demon than get eaten by a wild bear.

honestly, you paid no mind to his usual ramblings as he cried out, a steady stream of tears pouring down his face. he gets into his own head every time he lets his anxieties and overthinking get the best of him.

good thing you were paired up with him for this mission as you have just the thing to do in these kinds of situations. shaking your head at him fondly, you leaned in and kissed his lips.

“don't worry, we'll kick their butts: wild beast or demon. you're gonna do great, ‘nitsu!” you intertwined your hands in his as you smiled at him.

zenitsu froze for a hot minute before he regained his composure, more confident and braver than before.

how in the world did he have such a kind, comforting, beautiful and supportive lover like you?! surely, the gods have blessed him with such luck to even have you gracing his life. he wants you to marry him already.

“that's what i'm talking about, y/n-chan! we're going to defeat ALL the demons! you're giving me more kisses after, right?”

･ﾟ✧*: tomioka giyuu can't help but let his thoughts spiral down again. his mood was getting worse lately and he wonders why someone like you even likes to be around someone like him? surely, there are people who you would rather spend your time with? someone much more interesting, someone who doesn't have trouble voicing their feelings to you, someone who won't let their negative thoughts consume them on a daily basis.

a pout formed on your lips as you gazed at giyuu who's lost in thought, a frown on his face and a sad, faraway look on his eyes. he's been like this lately — you know something is troubling him and you're patient enough to wait for him to come to you. but this has got to stop. you want to see your beautiful boy smile again.

so, without moving so much as not to startle your boyfriend, you cupped his cheek with your other hand while the other moved his fringe and placed a tender kiss upon his forehead.

that surely caught his attention as you saw his eyes snap up to you, his face blooming with a blush as his features softened — the barest of smiles ghosting his lips.

“you're wonderful and i love you. nobody else, okay? i'll be here when you're ready.” you rested your lips on his temple as you hugged him close. you felt him wrap his arms around you, burying his face on the crook of your head.

“thank you, my love.”

･ﾟ✧*: rengoku kyojuro laughed boisterously as he took you down for the tenth time that day as you sparred. this has been a daily occurence between you two, and in a way, has been one of the things you bond over with.

you get to spend time with each other while also helping each other train, getting better both physically and mentally. plus, kyojuro gives helpful feedback and he's like your personal trainer.

except, you just can't win against him. you've done every trick in the book and there's just no outsmarting this guy. if you didn't love him, you'd surely be fuming right now.

“aw, what's the matter, y/n? getting tired?” he genuinely asked with a huge smile on his face, although there's a hint of teasing in there that you noted.

standing up again, you grabbed your wooden sword and went into a fighting stance.

“no, just trying to figure out how i'll beat you.” you shrugged nonchalantly earning a chuckle from kyojuro.

“i'm sure you'd do splendidly, sweetheart. don't think too hard on it, though!”

you lunged, pretending to attack him once again, but you caught him off-guard as you kissed him deeply on his lips. it lasted for a few seconds, enough for you to disarm him and pin him to the floor.

you pulled away with a winning grin, kyojuro looking up at you with hearts in his eyes.

“i win!”

･ﾟ✧*: sanemi shinazugawa liked to hold you tight while sleeping. the sun just came up and you woke before him, stretching your limbs as best you could without hitting your lover. turning your head, you're met with his handsome face, devoid of any creases between his eyebrows, not a scowl on his lips, and his usual raging eyes closed and wandering in dream land.

you chuckled softly, helplessly in love with the man in front you and thinking about how different he looks while sleeping than when he's awake.

your eyes traced his features; his soft snowy hair, his long eyelashes, his broad chest — okay, you've been staring for too long.

scooting closer, you felt his arm draped on your waist pull you against him as he groaned in his sleep. you bit back a smile, squealing internally from how adorable he can be.

as much as you would love to stay in his arms and stare at his beautiful face, you still have responsibilities that need tending to, and so was he.

“sanemi,” you called softly.

nothing.

“neeemi!” you called out to him again, a hand coming up to play with his locks.

“nemi, wake up, baby.” you chuckled, booping his nose, causing it scrunch up. he only groaned as both his arms tightened on you — clearly a sign that he's already awake.

“come on, nemi. we have to get up!”

“shut up, don't want to.” he grumbled, slurring on his words as drowsiness gripped him.

you gently placed a kiss on the bridge of his nose, right where his scar is as you hummed.

sanemi's eyes immediately opened, his heart pounding and he's sure you can feel it. he avoided your gaze as the tips of his ears, cheeks and nose reddened.

“there you are! good morning, nemi.” you laughed, kissing his cheek.

“yeah, yeah. good morning to you, too. now do that again.”

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equizona · 1 year

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Hello! Its me again I hope you don't mind me making a request Again, basically some headcanon of what kamaboko squad(zenitsu, tanjiro and inosuke)and genya, are like with a reader who is very chatty and enthusiastic but then becomes quieter and sad when someone (maybe another hunter of demons) tells them that they are a nuisance and that they should learn to shut up, and at some point the reader tells them about this and asks if it really bothers them that I talk so much, thanks in advance.

⤷ YOU'RE LOVELY

kamaboko squad + genya || demon slayer

gender-neutral reader

masterlist, navigation

ofc! send in as many requests as you want as long as my requests are open, haha

⤷ KAMADO TANJIROU

He can immediately the depressed and insecure hint clinging to you, and he is very worried. He tries to cheer you up at first and only gets more worried when it doesn't appear to be working.

When you tell him what is bothering you, he is quick to assure you that he loves listening to you talk. He loves your energy, and your enthusiasm is a very nice contrast to his job. He'll tell you that as long as you're happy, you shouldn't listen to what anyone else says, even if it had been him.

⤷ AGATSUMA ZENITSU

He can also tell something is wrong right off the bat, and he doesn't like the change your sound has made, it bothers him immensely. Tries to subtly inquire about what's wrong, when that doesn't work he's likely to just ask straight up what happened.

When you tell him what happened, he's more relived than anything. He thought you were upset with him! That maybe he had done something wrong. He is quick to tell you that you're one of the only sounds he likes listening to, he doesn't want you to change at all!

⤷ HASHIBIRA INOSUKE

He more feels that something is wrong rather than noticing. He doesn't know why you're acting weirdly, he thinks you got hurt at first and tries taking you to Kochou, and doesn't understand when you insist that you're not injured.

He doesn't understand when you tell him what upset you. Why the Hell does you care what some weak, pesty guy has to say to you? He outright tells you that's stupid and that you should go beat that guy up. Though, in his own way of comfort, he offers to do it for you.

⤷ SHINAZUGAWA GENYA

He might not be the best at telling when people are upset, but he catches on rather fast that something is bothering you, which just makes him even more worried. He thinks it's better to be upfront about things so he'll ask you outright if something happened.

He does his best to comfort and assure you that you loves listening to you talk, and that he loves your enthusiasm and energy. He has plenty of insecurities himself, so he takes you to do something fun in hopes of making you feel better.

#demon slayer #demon slayer x reader #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #kamado tanjiro #kamado tanjiro x reader #kamado tanjirou #kamado tanjirou x reader #hashibira inosuke x reader #hashibira inosuke #agatsuma zenitsu #agatsuma zenitsu x reader #shinazugawa genya #shinazugawa genya x reader

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meowzfordayz · 1 year

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tissues, a hoodie, and a hug (alternatively: remedies for a broken heart)

Kamado Tanjirou x Reader

Word Count: ~600

CW: platonic

Emergency Request Fulfilled: I recently found out that the guy i’ve liked for a while started dating a close friend of mine. Feeling heartbroken and upset lol. Anyways, how do you think tanjirou would try to cheer up a friend who’s heartbroken?

“What do I do?” Tanjirou asks, eyebrows scrunched helplessly as he stands in your bedroom doorway.

“Something!” your muffled voice exclaims, head barely visible as you burrow under your comforter, tossing a soppy tissue in his direction.

“Well- Obviously!” he squeaks, dodging your tissue, and then dutifully ensuring it makes it from the floor to the trashcan, “But what? Do you want to watch a movie? Binge a show? Cook food? Order takeout? Paint my nails? Cuddle?”

“No, no, no, eventually, I don’t know, maybe later,” you grumble.

Stepping closer to your bed, he tentatively pats what he thinks (??) is your foot, “I can cook if you don’t want to cook.”

“You can buy me food,” is your retort, foot twitching at his touch, “I don’t have any groceries.”

“Sooo I can buy you groceries and takeout!” he smiles triumphantly, testing the waters with a tug at your comforter.

“And you can give me your sweatshirt,” you huff, “Otherwise I’m staying here.”

“Surely you’re overheating?” he frowns, deftly slipping out of his hoodie.

“Yeah,” you snap, “But I won’t be by the time you’re done stealing my comforter.”

Fair enough he thinks, walking over to place his hoodie near your pillow. Amusement brightens his expression as you promptly grab it—like a sea creature pulling its prey down under—the comforter wriggling and wrinkling as you struggle to put it on. After a handful of grunts and a pitifully muttered I don’t wanna (he suspects he wasn’t supposed to hear it), you finally surface, cheeks red, eyes swollen, and hair messy with static.

“I’m hungry,” you pout, smooshed tissue box wrangled from the depths, and unceremoniously dumped onto your lap.

“I can be back in-”

“Don’t leave me.”

Nodding immediately, he rests a gentle palm on your shoulder, noting the tension in your posture, relieved when you lean into his gesture.

“I’m sorry,” sympathy in his gaze as your bottom lip trembles.

“Me too,” you mumble, nose scrunching.

With anger or with sadness, you aren’t quite sure.

“Do you want to yell about it?”

“Yell about it?”

“If you’re upset, then feel upset. Be upset,” hesitating before he whispers softly, “I’m safe,” for you, “I promise.”

He doesn’t flinch as you inhale deeply, a barrage of cussing, sobbing, and half finished sentences soon launched at him. Doing his best to keep track of the unfortunate events that led to your moping (he’d ditched Boys Night™ with Zenitsu and Inosuke when you’d called, refusing to tell him what was wrong, despite something clearly being wrong), he gradually pieces together most of the picture, tamping his own frustration because That isn’t what they need right now.

“Tan?” you blubber, crying harder as he instinctively hugs you, strong arms wrapped steady around your haunced frame, his familiar scent doing little to ease your frayed nerves, “Why did this happen? How could this happen? I’m so pissed and heartbroken and pissed and pissed and UGH !!!!!”

“I don’t know,” is all he can say, “You’re wonderful.”

“I’m b-borrowing this sweatshirt,” you hiccup, “To drown out the longing and the hurting.”

“Of course,” he murmurs fondly, poking at your side, “I expected nothing less.”

“Have a tissue,” you declare, releasing your embrace to shove the tissue box toward him.

“Huh?”

“In exchange for your sweatshirt.”

As with many of your offers—your demands—Tanjirou doesn’t mention its unfairness, even as he willingly accepts it.

“I love you,” you sniffle, “You’re the best.”

“I know,” he laughs lightly, inwardly sighing at your use of his hoodie’s sleeve as a tissue, “I love you too.”

#tanjiro kamado #kamado tanjirou x reader #tanjiro x reader #kamado x reader #drabble #modern au #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer

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knyimagines · 2 years

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Oh. My. Goodness! It's been two- WHOLE YEARS since I touched this blog! I'm well aware that I said goodbye, but something simply compelled me to say hello- if there's anyone remaining at all!

Believe it or not, taking a trip down memory lane has made me incredibly happy. In fact, I even got back into kny bc I let go of the people that ruined it for me. (Lesson of the day: when you stop letting other people's perceptions, opinions etc. Dominate you, it becomes easier to breathe!)

Unfortunately... I won't open up my inbox, but! I recently made some post-kny fanfics if anyone would like to check those out. (Also, please don't remind me- I understand that the plots are a little strange and it's not my best writing since these one shots are all first drafts. :)

On a final note, please don't think that me making a quick post was just for me to solely advertise my new works or anything. I just thought I'd come on and say hello. May you have a good rest of your days. 🙏💕

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vampcubus · 1 year

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𝐊𝐍𝐘 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐇𝐂𝐒

a/n: i've been fussing over these for weeks just take 'em ;-;

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 : inosuke, tanjiro, zenitsu, kyojuro, and tengen + wives.

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : sfw, references to marriage and children.

𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐀

— Inosuke is not used to sleeping with other people, and you can tell he’s never been cuddled either. He tenses up and wriggles away the first time you attempt to spoon him in your sleep.

“You really don’t want to cuddle, Inosuke?” you sighed dejectedly.

“Why would I?!”

You make a sad face and shuffle back to your own bedroll. With Inosuke’s usual total disregard for personal space, you’d thought he wouldn’t mind if you swooped in for a cuddle. He’s very much like a cat in that regard, he only wanted to be touched on his terms.

There’s a moment of silence before you hear grumbling and shuffling, and the next thing you know he’s pressed to your side, the fur of his mask tickling your chin as he tucks his “face” into the crook of your neck.

— Refuses to sleep any other way after that.

— He’ll act betrayed when you take naps without him when he’s readily available. “You took a nap without me?!” his heart is shattered, how could you?

— God forbid one or both of you are injured and get put in separate rooms because as soon as he wakes, he’s sneaking out to crawl into your bed with you. No amount of scolding from you or Shinobu is gonna keep him away for long.

— Tends to spoon you subconsciously, either slipping a leg between yours or wrapping it around you n holding onto you like a backpack.

— He moves around a lot in his sleep, so prepare to wake up with a foot in your face or from getting kicked. Especially if he’s having particularly engaging dreams, you may or may not be mistaken for some all-powerful beast for Inosuke to conquer in dreamland.

— Inosuke is so god damn hyper in the morning and it can be a lot, especially since he wants you to be up too so you can start a new day together. It’s hard to keep up with his enthusiasm, and sometimes you just turn over and cover your ears with a pillow to drown him out. Most times that'll get your blankets yoinked, and you’ll be beaten to death (not really) with that same pillow.

“HEY DON’T IGNORE ME! WAKE UP!”

— Though sometimes he can be soft. You’ll wake up to a strange weight on your tummy and find him sitting there, staring at you like a cat waiting for its owner to wake up. And sometimes he’ll just lay back down, covering you with his body and nuzzling his face into your neck. And if you lift a heavy hand to play idly with his hair, he might just fall back asleep again.

𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐎

— A cuddle bug that wants nothing more than to snuggle up on the futon with you after a long night of demon slaying.

— He’s the type to scoot closer if you move away in your sleep since he will wake up if he doesn’t feel you there anymore.

— Please spoon him. You will not regret it for a moment. He runs warm and is the perfect size for cuddling! Tan sighs so happily when you pull him against you, tucking his head right beneath your chin. Your comforting scent and firm embrace lull him right to sleep.

— Alternatively, he wakes up if he smells your distress, so you’ll never be alone if you have a nightmare. You don’t have to tell him what it was about, but he does insist on staying up with you to comfort you. Even when he’s struggling to keep his eyes open, he’ll pet your head and just talk to you until you’ve calmed down enough to doze off again.

— His duties as the Sun Hashira often keep him away for long periods, and he definitely misses your presence at his side when he stops to rest. It’s simply not the same without the weight of your arm strewn over his waist or the soft sounds of your breathing. He’ll even miss your snoring. That’s why he's always eager to return, all of his worries disintegrating as you gather him in your arms and murmur sweet things to him until he nods off.

— In the summer months, he’ll understand if you don’t want to cuddle, but he’ll want to at least hold your hand.

— Settling down for the night together is a cherished ritual and he wants to be a part of it. Whether it’s taking pins or accessories out of your hair, or putting it into a protective style for sleeping, he wants to help out. He’s also damn good at giving massages and head rubs, so never be afraid to ask if you need a little more help winding down. That man lives to dote on you.

— Tanjiro rarely has the heart to wake you up early, but he makes you breakfast and leaves notes around your home if he’s gotta run somewhere. He melts into a puddle if he finds you making breakfast early in the morning, domesticity really does it for him.

𝐙𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐀

— You’ve married a cryptid. I'm so sorry.

— Zenitsu sleepwalks as I’m sure you can imagine. You’ll wake up to him out of bed, standing ominously in the middle of the room.

“Zenitsu honey, come back to bed,” you’d murmur tiredly after the initial shock wears off. Even asleep he bends to your will, crawling back onto the futon to sidle up against you once more.

— Other times you’ll hear noises coming from the kitchen and find him making a whole meal in his goddamn sleep. Which is quite adorable, but also dangerous like pls you’re going to hurt yourself.

— The times he’s not wandering about, he’s snuggled up to you as close as he can get, face buried in your chest or neck, arms and legs wrapped around you.

— He snores if he’s on his back but it’s soft enough to sleep through.

— Giggles in his sleep if he’s having a good dream (he always says all the best ones are of you ❤︎)

— Zenitsu tends to sleep sprawled out on top of you. Oftentimes he returns from a long day of demon slaying, crawls right on top of you, and crashes for several hours.

— He’s your weighted blanket <333

— Zenitsu never wants either of you to leave the bed in the mornings. He’ll cling, whine, and plead for “five more minutes.” (but it’s always much longer than that)

— Sometimes you can coax him to release the death grip around your waist with promises of his favorite breakfast or endless kisses, other times you’ll just have to cope with being late to places.

𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐊𝐔

— Deep sleeper!! with you anyways. As soon as he’s out, very little will wake him.

— Kyo’s definitely a cuddler! And the best suited for it too since he radiates heat like a furnace. It’s stifling during the summer months, but he truly can’t bear to be parted from you. Sleeping light or nude would be best, not like you’ll have to worry about getting cold when your husband is a literal space heater.

— He’s an absolute dream during the colder months, and you know he takes full advantage of the weather as an excuse to snuggle every second of the day.

— Mumbles in his sleep every now and then. It’s usually gibberish or a breathy chuckle, but sometimes you can discern whispers of “tasty” and bits and pieces of your name.

— Kyojuro becomes reliant on your presence to sleep over time. It happened so slowly he didn’t realize his dependency until he found himself lying wide awake and restless out in the field.

— He swore he could fall asleep anywhere before he met you but now… now he needs the sound of your soft snores next to his ear. He needs the feeling of your warm body against his. How was he supposed to sleep without someone there to hog the blanket? or crawl on top of him in the middle of the night when close just wasn’t close enough?

— Worst of all, you aren’t there to pet his hair and whisper sweet nothings to him as he wakes up — it’s those moments he wouldn’t trade for the world. You always treat him with such care, allowing yourself to be held hostage in bed until he also awoke, even when his profession meant his rest stretched on into the afternoon hours.

“The Flame Hashira lives!” you’d sing playfully as he blinks the film of sleep from his eyes, staring up at you with nothing but love and adoration. You’d lean down to kiss his lonely forehead, but not before purring your eagerly awaited utterance of “Good morning, baby.”

His eyes flutter closed as your lips brush over his forehead, grinning so widely his cheeks dimple.

“G’morning, darling flame,” he’d rasp in that rumbly morning voice that makes your cheeks feel warm. “Sorry to keep you waiting.”

— Kyojuro tends to nod off while he’s got his head resting on your lap during dates, especially if you start playing with his hair. He wakes up later to find you’ve also drifted off while sitting up, slumped forward just slightly. Your hair frames your face, the late afternoon sun casting an ethereal glow onto you.

— Napping together is quite a regular occurrence, especially when your duties tend to keep you up during the evening hours. If you’re a slayer too, your sleep schedules match up rather nicely, meaning you’ll be frequently found in a tangle of limbs somewhere.

— If you have children, you’ll often find them knocked out cold with their father. (he’s the type to fall asleep with a baby on his chest) it’s the kind of scene that puts tears in your eyes and makes you sink to your knees. It’s all too tempting to join the cuddle pile with your husband and children.

𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐍 𝐔𝐙𝐔𝐈 + 𝐖𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒

— Tengen snores, but not as loud as Suma. The two of them are making harmonies while Makio and Hinatsuru hardly make any noise at all. Though the three of you can all agree you wouldn’t be able to sleep without the sound of your lovers’ snoring after a while.

— They all say goodnight to one another which is very adorable.

“Goodnight Suma.” “Goodnight Hina.” “Goodnight Makio.” “Goodnight Lord Tengen!!” “Goodnight Y/nnnnn~”

It’s back and forth until everyone is accounted for

— You five sleep in a tangle of limbs, but it’s the coziest cuddle pile you’ll ever sleep in. Tengen’s been married long enough not to be disturbed by shuffling or moving around since sleeping with various other people requires occasional readjusting no matter how you romanticize it.

— Suma usually demands a spot at your side so she can wrap herself around you like a koala. She does drool, but she usually looks so damned cute doing it that you don’t have the heart to move her away from your shoulder. She’s always whispering to you as everyone settles down for bed, and Makio often scolds her for giggling and keeping the others awake.

— Prepare for those two to bicker over you, oftentimes literally. They’ll hiss and argue whilst they have their arms full of you.

— Hinatsuru sings you lullabies when you just can’t seem to sleep and plays with your hair. Her fingers scratch lovingly over your scalp, smiling as your eyelids droop further under her gentle affections and ethereal voice. You always wake up with a mouthful of her hair, but it’s so worth it.

— Makio gives excellent head rubs when you have a headache, and although she may pretend that you’re a nuisance, you can tell she enjoys taking care of her partners. She’s a big spoon and likes to hold your hand while she sleeps, blushing furiously when you raise her knuckles to your lips.

— Tengen rarely manages to snag you from his wives’ clutches for a spot at your side, but when he does he wraps his entire body around you and nearly smothers you with his heat. He cutely holds things while he sleeps so expect to wake up in a headlock. And if you’re in his clutches when he goes to roll over, you’re getting rolled over as well. It’s a bit disorienting, but he soothes you with an apologetic kiss on your temple if he wakes you.

— Tengen thinks it’s endearing that you try to hold him just like he holds everyone else, even with him being so big. You don’t seem to mind his size, wrapping yourself around him like a backpack and tucking his head under your chin.

— Mornings consist of detangling and lots and lots of kisses!

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mubabee · 3 months

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so basically I made this cringe kny x reader a few years ago when I was younger, so I’m gonna be drawing some scenes from each chapter. (nezuko is genderbent in the story bc yes)

y/n is kinda like Inosuke, clueless and sht

let me know if y’all want context

ah sht I forgot to color the ends of nezuko’s hair ☹️

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luvbugs-blog · 10 months

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healing with you - t. kamado

little blurb from this

you groan, trying to move your body, but you are just too sore. the battle with the spider demons really did a number on you. but you're a stubborn mf.

your fingers twitch, and then your arms. it's working! you brace your arms on either side of your body, trying to lift yourself up. nope...

your ribs are just too sore. you fall back on the bed, holding your middle. so you focus on your breathing, hoping that will speed the healing process a bit while you pout. the breathing part is a little hard, as whatever medicine you were given is making you a little loopy. it's very hard to focus.

it's been a couple of minutes before you hear your door creak slightly, and you think it's shinobu coming to check on you.

"y/n?"

oh! it's, "tanjiro? what are you doing here?" he walks over, and sits gently on your bed, careful not to touch you.

"i was checking on you. you were asleep for so long."

"what about you? you were worse off then me."

"i'm feeling great, thanks for asking." you don't know why, but something about him makes you want to touch his precious face. the damn medicine.

and before you know it, you are touching him. your fingers caress his face, his scar, his lips.

his hand comes up to meet yours and he lowers your hand onto his lap. is his face red? you can't really tell because your eyelids are becoming quite heavy (his face is red). you whisper his name before closing your eyes. you think you feel soft lips on your forehead before falling asleep.

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when you wake, your body feels much better, and you can tell your body has gotten used to total concentration breathing again. and you can sit up!

you walk around the butterfly mansion, searching for one of your friends. that's when you stumble upon zenitsu, sitting outside looking gloomily at the woods.

"oh hi! how have you been?" you take a seat next to him, hoping for a nice civil conversation.

but when he realizes it's you, he immediately starts sobbing, throwing himself into your lap.

"i've been horrible, y/n-chan! you wouldn't even believe it! i almost turned into a spider. and look! my arms shrunk! it's horrible!"

it was a little awkward, having your close friend in such a compromising position on your lap. but you didn't need to endure it for long, because as soon as your starting expressing your pity for zenitsu, an arm reached around you and lifted him up.

"quit being a pervert, zenitsu." you look up to see tanjiro towering over you. you give him a little smile and lean against his leg.

"my hero," you fake swoon. it still causes him to blush, dropping zenitsu on his stomach.

you both ignore the whiny "heyyyy" that follows, because tanjiro takes a seat next to you.

"how are you feeling?"

"much better! it seems you're doing great too. you've been training a lot, haven't you?"

"is it that obvious?"

you cover your hand with the sleeve of your hospital gown and gently wipe your hand across his brow, which was slick with sweat.

"just a bit," you say with a cheeky grin, with your hand resting on cheek. he leans into it a bit with a smile.

you don't know how long the two of you would've stayed like that because inosuke tackles him off the porch.

"tanjiro!" you lean over to make sure he's ok, but he's already being dragged off to train some more.

"you know, he visited you everyday."

"hm?" to be honest, you forgot zenitsu was still there.

"he did. i've only ever seen him that worried over nezuko before. you must be special."

now it was your turn to be embarrassed.

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you couldn't sleep. nightmares kept plaguing you to the point where you were a bit scared to sleep. so you decided to take a walk. you don't know why, but your legs started taking you towards tanjiro's room. but you only got halfway before seeing him in the hall.

"hey you."

"couldn't sleep?"

"no."

"me neither." there was an awkward pause, so you started tracing the wood patterns on the floor with your feet.

"do you wanna..." tanjiro trailed off, so you looked up at him, and he kinda blushed.

"want to what?"

"hang out in my room for the night?" you blinked at him, totally not expecting that. not that you weren't ecstatic for the invitation. you took a little long with your response, because tanjiro immediately turns red and starts waving his hands.

"not to do anything of course! just to talk! or sleep. you know, just to get out of the hallway. because i would NEVER,"

"TANJIRO! it's fine! i would love to."

"oh." he gently grabs your hand and pulls you to his room. he was setting up his futon on the ground when you asked, "where's nezuko?"

you didn't notice her box in the room.

"oh! she has a seperate room this time! aoi thought it would be best, so we could both have some alone time."

"i'm so sorry to intrude on that alone time," you say with a teasing smile.

"of course you aren't." he sits on the ground next to the futon and pats the blanket. "you can sleep here tonight. i'll sleep on the ground."

"the ground? it's your room! i'll sleep on the ground."

"i'm not letting you sleep on the ground. you're still healing."

"so are you!"

"i'm sleeping on the ground."

"let's just share it."

"...is that ok?"

"i wouldn't have suggested it if it wasn't, silly."

"right." he causiously sits next to you. "are you sure this is ok?"

"yes."

"ok."

there's some more silence before you turn to him. "you know, right before you ran into battle with that spider thingy, you told me to stay alive. remember?"

"i remember."

"because you had something you wanted to confess to me."

"...yeah."

"well, confess." he turns his head from you, hiding his face in his hands.

"this is so not why i brought you into my room."

you scoot closer to him, intrigued. "tanjiro, it's fine! what did you want to tell me?"

"well,"

"are you secretly training to be a hashira?"

"what, no! i wanted to say,"

"you mastered hinokami kagura?"

"no!"

"you're going to," you can't finish interrupting him because he slaps his hand over your mouth.

"will you let me finish?"

"sorry."

"i wanted to tell you..."

"yes?"

"i w-wanted to tell you that i love you." you were not expecting that (dumbass fr). "you don't have to say anything, i just needed to let you know."

you didn't know what else to say. you loved him so much. you never thought this day would come, because you didn't think he returned your affections.

"oh tanjiro." you just leap into his arms, causing you both to fall to the floor. "i love you so much."

"really?" you lean back up into your sitting position, pulling him with you. placing your hand on his neck, you slowly lean forward, silently asking if this was alright. he just closed the gap between the two of you, lifting you onto his lap like you weighed nothing.

the kiss started out very slow and sweet, until you grabbed his hair to ground yourself. that enticed a guttural whine from the man under you, who pulls you even closer to his body, and presses his lips harder against yours.

you pull apart, which illictes another whine from him, until you start pressing wet kisses to the side of his neck. you do that until he pulls you back off to press his lips onto yours again. you grind down on him, and he pulls off of you to say something, staring at you with his beautiful eyes, before you hear,

"I CAN HEAR YOU, YOU KNOW."

you both look at each other and start laughing. zenitsu, you lil cockblock.

#kamado tanjiro #tanjiro x reader #kamado tanjirou x reader #kamado tanjirō x reader #kamado tanjiro x reader #tanjiro kamado x reader #tanjiro is just a cutie pie #tanjirou x reader #tanjirou x you #tanjiro fluff #tanjiro fanart #tanjiro x y/n #kimetsu tanjiro #tanjiro kamado #tanjiro kny #tanjiro kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer

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jctaro · 1 year

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❝𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃.❞

PAIRING : tanjiro x fem reader.

WARNINGS: SELFSHIP CODED (but made 'x reader' for everyone to enjoy). AGED UP CHARACTERS (+25 both). mentions of children (reader and tanjiro have got a baby.), allusions to pregnancy. smut (unprotected sex), praising, use of pet names (bunny, angel), fingering, reader has got hair. extremely self indulgent.

NOTICE : MINORS, AGELESS AND EMPTY BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT. AGE IN BIO OR YOU'LL BE BLOCKED.

WORDCOUNT: 3.8k

— with love, cherry. enjoy!

There is just nothing else he could ask for. Just the sight of you on his and your bed, with the small bundle of joy in your arms as you hold her to your chest…. Tanjiro has reached the peak of happiness.

He’s made it at last, with you, the love of his life. You’ve intertwined your fates forever, the tiny baby who relaxedly sleeps to the lulling tranquility of your heartbeat, being his greatest accomplishment.

It’s now that he considers that he has never once in his life deemed himself unlucky, not even at the lowest points of his life, where sorrows and void could have taken over his heart and darkened it forever. Your light has enveloped and enhanced his own, wrapping him so safely in your love forever and ever. And ever since that day his sight crashed on yours, his lips landed on your own, he swears he has taken in what it feels like pure, absolute love. The sheer feeling of happiness that is so simple, but so filling, is something that he swore himself to protect until the end of his days.

You give him so much without noticing, by just bathing your daughter in your light, like you’ve done to him — and still do every day — a smile sneaks into plain view, tugging at the corners of his lips. His wine colored eyes are glazed with the utter enamour and admiration as he watches the scene from the opened door while you, absorbed equally in the moment of peace as you watch her sleep, remain unaware of his presence.

Feeling lovely, his head fuzzy and his heart hazy, Tanjiro is complete. His eyes take a picture of the scene as he blinks, his memory storing forever another little moment where it feels like he is in heaven. Or where it feels like there is a piece of heaven on Earth.

Sighing to himself, his gaze narrows, drinking in more of the moment.

“She’s asleep.” He shakes his head the moment your whisper dances into your ear. Whenever he turns to you, his heart, he catches a glimpse of the smile that tugs at your lips, and it’s contagious. It almost feels like if he smiles just a bit more, it will start hurting. But, what does he care? How could he ever care?

His legs, far before he realizes, are taking him carefully closer to you, next to the bed. He spares another lovestruck glance at the baby — she has your hair, but her eyes are completely like his own. She looks like a carbon copy of him, but there’s no way he could’ve made a baby so beautiful if it hadn’t been without you.

“She’s so sleepy.” He points out, taking her from your arms.

“Well, she’s still a baby.” You retort, giggling, “But I think she likes to sleep a lot anyway.”

Ever so carefully, he cradles her and safely tucks her against her chest. If there was a contest, Tanjiro would win the award to the proudest, most enamoured father the world has ever witnessed. His lids drop just halfway as his look fixates onto her while his calloused hands, ever so gentle, brush the scarce hairs from her forehead, even if he needn’t.

“You’re so perfect.” Slips from his lips, lips that all they hold towards his daughter are praises that come straight from his heart. “Let’s take you to your bed, okay?” He whispers, a thin trail of deep voice, honeyed with wholesome emotions, coat onto his baby. And so he does: he takes her to her own room next door, unaware that you’ve gotten up from the bed, and follows right behind. Unaware of the equally lovestruck smile that spreads on your lips as you watch the proud father with what has become the most important being in his life.

He’s utterly lost in the moment, in each moment with his daughter, you observe. The way he indulges himself into slow-rocking her on his arms for a bit longer before placing her in her cradle, just to feel her against his chest for just a bit more. Lost completely in the way in which a trail of drool stains his clothes because she’s snuggled against his chest and Tanjiro is completely blown away by this. Lost completely in the way in which she’s holding onto the finger he’s offered for her to hold onto — like a silent promise from him to her, to watch over her and protect her.

You’re peeking from the door, hearing how a sniffle betrays him and escapes his lips; and there’s nothing you want more than to console him, although there is no reason to. Instead, however, you decide to keep on watching, watch them as he raises her just in the slightest, kisses her forehead and lets her down gently onto the cradle to cover her with the crocheted blanket you had crafted with anxious hands back in those days where restlessness took over, where you were expecting her to come any second now — but she, as calm and patient as her daddy, had decided to wait, even though she had given you certain warnings for you two to get ready for her arrival, arrival that came at the moment you least expected. She’s always been that way, and you’re glad she didn’t inherit your fierceness and your effusiveness.

Almost as if you had created her to her dad’s image and likeness; dad who, after letting her down to sleep, has turned around and now is facing you. You had been caught.

There is no need for words, not when you can see the way in which his maroon orbs gleam — he hasn’t changed ever since.

“She’s so beautiful.” It seems that he’s excusing himself, as his once round eyes wrinkle up, a curtain of tears clouding his vision, giving room for a silent sniffle to escape him.

It makes your heart miss a beat.

“Just like you, baby.” You retort, your arms spreading to reach to him, and envelop him into an embrace.

Your hand threads into the hair at the back of his head, your fingernails sweetly grazing against his scalp over and over. Tanjiro tightens his embrace around you, lays his forehead between your trapezius and the depression behind your clavicle, just like it is the perfect place for the tip of his nose to fit in. Your sweet scent, plus the scent of glycerine of the soap you used moments ago dances into his nostrils. A few tears spill from his gaze, until he’s calmed down completely; you pull away from him just in the slightest, just to take a look at him. He, taking the hint, lifts his head and pulls back as well to look at you. That’s when you mouth to him that you’d better head to your shared room so as to not wake her; nodding, he complies. He’s the last to close the door — but not before taking a last glance to his babygirl.

Now in your room, you invite him to sit down. Tanjiro notices that there is something you’re either holding back or hesitating to say, judging by your look.

“Are you alright?” He asks, taking your hand.

“Yeah.” You nod, “It’s just…” Trailing off, your gaze departs from him, wandering for a bit down to your lap, to his own, and eventually back to his gaze. The doubt is imprinted all over your features — you’ve never been quite covert with your emotions and your gestures, so that invokes worry in your husband.

“You can tell me anything.” He reassures with a light squeeze to your hand, “What’s wrong?”

Patiently waiting for you to answer, you begin to ramble internally. He’s as happy as he could ever be. This is his dream come true. Life isn’t easy and it certainly hasn’t been easy for him throughout it all. He’s once told you about it: his dream was to have a family with the one he loves. To compensate for the one he’s lost, or simply for the fact of passing on to his children the same love that has been given to him — you bet it’s a mix of both, but mostly the latter reason.

And you love that. Because your dream was to find and settle down with the love of your life. How many nights have you (day)dreamt about a house full of giggles, joy and love; watching your family be happy so that you can therefore be happy? You’ve yearned for this.

But somehow, you’re feeling greedy, and that feeling of greediness evokes guilt in you. You don’t know if he wants the same, or at least not right now that she’s just gotten here, to this world.

“I… The doctor came a few days ago…” You start, “Y-you don’t have to— I mean, sorry—”

“It’s okay. You can tell me anything.” He reminds you of the obvious, as he’d always do, not because you could’ve forgotten, but as a reminder that nothing can be too much for him when it comes to you.

Your gaze averted from him once again, your eyes flicker back to his own again — there’s this understanding, calming expression in him, that you cannot help but feel the need to breathe in deeply, sighing just as deep.

“I… I asked the doctor… the other day… and he said… he said that we could…” You pause, trying to calm your throbbing heart for a moment. Tanjiro’s smile slowly fades from his face, and his look turns into something not concerned, but focused, as if waiting for you to go on. A nod of his own gives you the push to finish what you are saying — after all, you know you already have the no.

“...We could try for another baby.” You finish, almost whispering. Feeling how a wave of heat creeps to your face, and how for a moment your heart feels as if on the verge of bursting, you press your lips in a thin line, trying to ground yourself.

“I… I know we’ve just had one, I… I just thought maybe… You know, so t-that she isn’t lonely.”

“R-right now?”

Tanjiro’s eyes have widened a fraction, his mouth hangs agape just a little, but it is as if you’ve stripped the words from him. He cannot find the answer, the reaction, anything. It’s like his feet have been swept from the floor, surprise taking over him in a way that makes you think that he’s shocked — that he doesn’t want the same as you. Defeated, you look down, only retorting with a faint nod of your head.

“You don’t have to say yes…” You mumble, “I-I just… It’s okay, I’m sorry, didn’t mean to be g-greedy, I…”

You’re stopped in your tracks by his other hand, warm, clasping itself on top of the back of your own. When he squeezes your hand, you’re drawn to his gaze, where he greets you with a smile.

“Of course.” A closed eyed, toothed grin is what he sends you. Surprise takes over you now, your eyes widening; what surprises you the most, however, must be the way in which his voice has cracked as he responded, and now that you’re taking a better look at him, the way in which his cheeks have turned rosy.

“R-really?”

“I want anything you want.” His hand has cupped your cheek, and in the blink of an eye you feel his forehead so gently leaning against your own. His expression, however, takes a tint of concern as he looks deeply into your eyes.

“But only if you’re ready,” He adds. “Okay?”

“I’m ready, Tanjiro.” You admit, enthralled into his eyes, your hand placed on top of his own, your thumb caressing the back of it.

How can he help himself when you’re being so good to him, so perfect? To say he’s enamoured would be an understatement. With you, he’s been more than lucky; having someone by his side who’s more than ready to give him what he wanted the most, even if it entails undergoing a great strain — doing this out of pure love and desire is what makes him complete.

And the skies are watching, bathing you both in their sunlight as the rays of the afternoon filter through the window. It’s like the sun and the skies, the very same heavens are giving you their blessing. That your wish will come true. It’s almost as if this life you’ve chosen by his side to face anything, create, love, live — all that is just meant to be.

Your lips melt together and the kiss is everything you focus on; the fact that he’s already laying you on the soft covers of the bed becomes secondary. What you know, though, is that next time you open your eyes, you will find him on top of you, offering you the most wholehearted smile he can muster. And together you manage to bring a piece of heaven to this place called bedroom, where he opens the robe you’re wearing, uncovering yourself for him. Once again, he’s amazed: all this beauty, and it’s for him. How could he ever not call himself lucky?

“You’re so beautiful,” He notes, his eyes roaming your bare skin. Even with all the imperfections, “You’re perfect.”

And what else can you do, apart from taking that hand of his, marked with years of hard work and sacrifice, and lead it to where your heart rests?

“I love you.” You confess, like he doesn’t already know, like it’s the first time he hears it as his hand feels the racing heartbeat against your ribcage.

You draw him like a magnet to your lips once again; he cannot hold himself back and he hopes you’ll forgive him for rushing just a little more. Tanjiro is patient, but there are times in which his patience cannot outweigh his bliss, therefore his desire. By the time his lips have blended with your own, his body has been already slotted between your legs, and he has already relaxed enough to press himself against you. His desire seeps through his pores with the small sighs that, in-tandem, are leaving his lips over and over, and sometimes with a little trace of his voice if the eagerness slips from his control and he rocks his hips so that his hard sex can meet your own in a slow grind.

“I’m sorry…” He breathes against your lips, his eyes closed like he’s lost in trance. His mouth is ajar, letting puffs of hot air fan against your lips and chin; no words come out.

“Don’t worry…” You shake your head slightly, outlining a smile. “I want, too…”

And just as you utter those words your arms, which were resting wrapped around his neck, untangle themselves so you can roam over his body. His shirt comes undone so easily, button by button, uncovering his skin just like he has done to you. Your fingers graze his skin and leave a trail of goosebumps and clenched muscles visible in his toned body, all the way done until the buckle of his pants comes to your grasp.

A last glance, and he nods at you, telling you that you can go on — silent agreements between you both, like a ritual you follow every time, no matter the context, no matter how much you can wait to have each other. Tanjiro watches as your gaze flickers to his buckle. In a matter of a few clinks and clanks, it comes undone. He lets you tug his pants and underwear down, until it’s his hard cock that bounces out of his pants. He’s quick to get ready despite his patience, his head drooling and reddening in anticipation.

Tanjiro closes his eyes after watching you stroke him a few times, throwing his head back in pleasure. A moan manages to slip past his lips; not so loud, always remembering that he must be quiet. Coming back, his eyes open. You can see the lust gleaming and enhancing the wine color of his eyes, half-hooded.

“I won’t be able to hold back if you keep going, bunny.” He tells you, placing his hand on top of your hand you’ve wrapped around him. “You need to get ready, too. It’s been a while.” He reminds, always so attentive and perceptive in the smallest details, even more when it comes to you.

So he’s willing to give up on the attention you’ve placed on him, and move onto you, onto getting you ready to let him in. Two calloused fingers make their way to your heat, that soaks him upon first contact as he runs the tips of his digits down your folds, separating them as he does and sinking them into your slit. You, who’s always more than enthusiastic over his touch, let your jaw drop, but manage to regain your senses to bite your lip.

“Shhh,” He coos, another of his beautiful smiles sneaking into plain view just for you, “She’s sleeping.”

“Uh-huh…” You nod, “I know, it just…”

“I know.” It feels good, he’s aware. And he’s going to make you feel as good as he can — just the same way as you do.

So you observe as one of his fingers parts, down and down until he’s sinking it inside you. The stretch isn’t painful at all, but since you’ve last done this it’s been quite a time, so it stings just a little. And he’s more than willing to fight his desire, focusing on you for as long as you need until you’re ready. No matter what his body dictates, in the end there’s no need to rush.

In the end, you’re the one indulging him.

Every movement, every graze to your walls by the roughness of his skin makes you shiver, your hips buckling into his hand — every single gesture or action indulges him; it’s even better when he adds a second one. It doesn’t take you long to adapt as he stretches you out with the gentle moves of his fingers. Your cunt, ever so sensitive, drools with ecstasy at this, and you’re becoming consumed by a haze of ecstasy that leaves your eyes almost wanting to roll to the back of your head. So eager, so demonstrative, so pretty in everything you do. Rewarding you with a plethora of kisses to your cheek, over and over, he keeps going, continuing to pump his fingers over and over, until the click-ey sound of your slick resonates in his ears.

“Do you think you’re ready?” He mumbles against your cheek, to which you nod. At this point, you’re more than throbbing around his digits, you can feel your heat pulsing eagerly.

“M’ ready, Tanji…” You breathe out, your hand creeping down to grab his cock once again.

Tanjiro melts against your touch, sighing against your cheek, his orbs heavy with pleasure so he cannot prevent them from shutting down at the velvety feeling of your hand once more.

“Okay…” He nods against you, “I will… I-I will…” He reassures, mustering energy to pull away from you just enough so that he can align himself.

His gaze flickers down, when he tries to get a hold of himself, you’re nearing yourself closer to his lower half, guiding his cock in between your folds and down your slit, like he’d done with his fingers not long ago. Ragged breaths leave his lips, and you can tell he’s fighting himself in order to not make so much noise. That’s why his lower abdomen spasms when you’re running his head over you, coating him in your syrupy slick before you stop right in your entrance. It’s not until then that you let go, now flickering your gaze up at him.

“Are you sure?” He once again asks, “I promise we don’t have to do it right now. We can always wait a bit longer.”

so that you can flash him one of your so angelically imp smiles.

“Please.” You ask him, “I’m sure. I want this,” You add, “I want you, Tanjiro.”

To be honest, how can he not obey?

Slowly, he pushes into you; slowly, his chest comes in contact with yours until they’re pressed against each other, as so do your foreheads. With unrushed, small thrusts, he manages to push in more and more; At the same time, he’s swallowing each of your gasps, mewls and moans as once again his lips attach themselves to yours into a passionate kiss — again, unrushed.

“God,” He exhales heavily, “You feel so good…”

His name falls from your lips in between kisses, kisses that’ll turn more and more heated. “More, m-more…”

Always, he obliges. He does it, he gives you anything you want, no matter what. You’re his everything, you’re the one who gave him heaven on earth; His angel, his precious honey bunny. And what wouldn’t he give to see those utterly pretty love faces you make for him when he spoils you like you deserve? Just as he bottoms out in you, this thought pops into his mind and, God, he’s made a mighty effort to just not spill his seed right here, right now.

“Thank you… T-thank you…” He buries himself into you, over and over, snapping his hips against your skin, over and over again. Kissing your cheek repeatedly, peppering the rest of your face in them, he cannot just help but pour his gratitude onto, into you. For giving him heaven once, for wanting to give it to him a second time.

For giving him heaven every day.

It’s thanks to you he’s happier than ever.

And that’s just how he increases the pace: the gratitude is so much that there is a growing desperation to show it to you, to make you feel just as intensely as he feels you — tight, wrapped around him, holding onto him like you never want to let go of him. Tanjiro pulls away, overwhelmed with the need to look at you, and brushes a strand of hair that’s sticking to your forehead, glistening with a thin layer of sweat.

“You’re doing so good, angel…” He praises, “You’re so good to me.”

And his hand seeks yours, taking it to rest beside your head. He intertwines his fingers with yours, squeezing your hand like he always wants to keep you close to him, like he’s sure that whenever anything is crumbling around him, your love is going to be the one thing sustaining him. He holds you like he wants to be joined to you forever — and, who says you won’t be? This is forever.

In your eyes, when you look at each other, you know that’s just the way it’s going to be.

And the family you create together, the living proof of it.

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luxthestrange · 11 months

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KNY Incorrect quotes#21 Parental Pillar

...I know this happen...With the Kamados and Sanemi

Sanemi*is in a squabble with the Kamados* Don’t fuck with me, Kid! I’ll fuck your mom/dad!

Tanjiro: Our mom/dad is dead-

Sanemi*grabs your hand*

Nezuko*Breaking her bamboo muzzle*-YOU SON OF A BITCH

Hashira!Y/n:...

Hashira!Y/n" THEY CALLED ME MOM/DAD!?!*Crying*"

Not Nezuko swinging an equally angry Tanjiro like a bat-

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cutecatlov3r · 8 months

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tanjiro kamado: fucking you deep yet being so loving

he’s looking into your pretty eyes as he moves his cock in and out of your needy hole. he’s kissing your neck, god, he’s so turned on. just looking at you makes him feel like he’s gonna cum… he plays with your boobs a bit, showing them some love as he backs up to look at himself as he’s ramming in and out of your pussy. he watches as it sinks in and out of you, your walls needily clinging to his cock. he wasn’t ashamed of watching what he loves most, though you were a bit shy so you couldn’t help but clench around him with a soft moan. he was too shameless sometimes… but you don’t mind.

he can’t control himself, seeing the way your walls are squeezed around his cock is making him lose himself. he pounds into your tight cunt, his cock rubbing your cervix as he does so. he needs to cum, he has to. he’s too heated!

“ah- nngh~ cumming, I’m cumming!” he moans as he ruts his hips into you some more. his balls tighten as his cum shoots into your hole. the sensation of his seed releasing into you made you get butterflies. his hot cum already oozing out of you because of how much there is. though he continues to piston his hips in order to ride out his high.

he makes sure to cum deep in your womb (breeding kink), laying kisses on your neck afterwards, making sure you know how perfect you are. he would never take you for granted, using these special moments to show you how much he loves you.

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lovelyyandereaddictionpoint · 11 months

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Hey, I was wondering if you could do a Chesshire reader x yandere demon slayers were they're out on a mission and come across demon reader and after the demon slayer sees the demons skill they want them but before they can get the reader, they vanished so now the slayers are after the reader on a search for them

(You don't gotta do this,I know it sounds weird but I thought of it and since I suck at writing I thought you could write it Please?)

Cheshire Demon Reader | Yandere Demon Slayer

You are like Tamayo, acting on your own from Muzan Kibitsuji. With a smile as wide as the crescent moon you can easily make yourself disappear long before the drop of a hat. Something you seem to use in order to avoid others from apprehending you both against demons and their slayers. You’re akin to a mischievous yokai that simply appears to mildly inconvenience the townspeople, who are probably well aware of you. But when confronted about you they just shake their heads and wave their hands–”Ah them? They're no problem, just a sneaky yokai that likes to play tricks but when it counts they’ve got our backs.”

And you do, enough to attract the attention of the demon slayers whose targets are no longer existent. Wondering who or what is killing these demons that have been so hard to track down. Only to find your smiling visage disappearing into the dark of the night:

Kyojorou Rengoku

“WELL….YOU DON’T SEE THAT EVERY DAY!”

He’s been put on a mission to catch a demon on the run

Eating people and destroying the remaining lives in its wake

So he arrives greeted by the people who both curse and rumor about Cheshire (Y/n)

And when night hits he finds a civilian in distress

Only to be seconds behind at the flick of your disappearing tail

The demon is subdued and he can only look at the demon pleading to die

“Oh, flame guy! Don’t you have the sword that’ll kill that thing? Go ahead, I wanna see what it looks like to die that way.” “OF COURSE! I PLAN TO! BUT WHY HELP ME?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know.”

He’s persistent

And he decides to keep finding out more about you

“Why don’t you make like a tree and leave flame boy?”

“YOU’D LIKE THAT RIGHT? THEN COME WITH ME, I DON’T THINK I’D BE ABLE TO LIVE WITHOUT YOU AFTER THIS!”

He loves you for your willingness to protect the humans around you

He doesn’t mind your mischievousness

But he’d appreciate it if you weren’t so slippery to catch

“COME DARLING! There is no reason to run! I have no plans to eliminate you. IN FACT IT’S QUITE THE OPPOSITE!”

Tanjiro Kamado

Same mission

He’s led by the scent of the demon

Only to catch another

It smells like Ms. Tamayo except its more curious

“Well well, who is this young sprout? I’ve never seen you before, what’s your name?”

You meet him earlier on

He probably doesn’t realize you're a demon though

Instead blushing at just the way that you are

Completely unaware of the way you’ve stolen his food

“Huh!? I just had it?”

“Ah, it must have been (Y/n).”

“(Y/n)?”

“Yeah, they’ve been awfully curious about newcomers as of late.”

He doesn’t mind it until he’s getting slapped around by the demon

Ready to pull out all the stops until you intervene

Saving his life and further making him fall in love with you

“I-I-I–”

“Awww don’t get your kimono in a twist baby Tanjiro.”

“I–”

“Ciao.”

It takes some time away when he decides to pursue you

You’ve broken away from Muzan so it's a given that he should want to know more about you

Don’t mind the weird bets he tries to instigate with you

“I-I-I’ll have you marry me! If I win you have to marry me!”

“Whoa whoa, that’s hilarious little boy…Let’s do it.”

Iguro Obanai

“I’m sorry but I’m going to have to kill you, now.”

“Oh, will you then–!”

You’ll have a blast with him

He’s such an antisocial outcast he’s perfect prey for your antics

He’s such a downer the townspeople are slow to inform him about your reputation

“Stop! Stop moving!”

“Ha ha okay.”

“No wait–don’t!”

“Hehehehe.”

He gives up on killing you

When you interrupt him again

It’s to bring an end to the demon

And he quiets the attraction that bubbles in him when you terminate the demon

“Why…why would you save the people? As a demon.”

“ Don’t know. It’s fun here. And I won’t stand for anyone disrupting that.”

He figures he can take you

After all, they let that stubborn kid keep one

Why can’t he?

“Just come with me and I’ll stop bothering you.”

“Hahaha, that’s hilarious. Why would I stop now!? This game of cat and mouse is one I’m quite good at!”

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meowzfordayz · 2 years

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OKAYYY HELLOOOO SO I HAVE A REQUEST!! That you could totally ignore if it’s too much! (Cause I genuinely care about you and your health so please take your time cause I’ll be very patient ily /gen)

Maybe some hcs of the Kamaboko trio like coming home from a mission and reader goes to greet them? Or even, they come home to reader sleeping!! :0000 But also, take this into your own interpretation! I’d like to see what you think of this! (Can be fem reader if you’d like I really don’t mind) if this is too confusing my bad I’m horrible at explaining things, also I genuinely had this on my mind every now and then and it’s always like in my imagines before I go to bed 🤩! (Really hoping tumblr doesn’t crop out anything I have trust issues gn)

Anyway, I really love your hcs/oneshots and they always help me go to bed! I want you to know that 💓💓💓 /gen

Hiya: tyvm for your request. 😁 I absolutely couldn’t ignore it: it’s too cute 🤗 — I enjoyed writing it !! Also, your prompt wasn’t at all confusing, nor are you horrible at explaining things !! I’m grateful that you really love my hcs/one shots, and hope this helps you go to bed as well. 🥺 Love, T. 💝

Author’s Note: requests are PERMANENTLY CLOSED !! Suggestions/thirsts and emergency requests are still very much OPEN. 💗

kamaboko coming home to you

Kamaboko x Reader

Word Count: ~2,400

CW: canonical violence, explicit language

~faqs~

Is lowkey disappointed that you’re not immediately rushing out to greet him

He’s tired and lonely and Waaah where’s my warm huuuggg ?!?!?!

“[y/n]-chaaan?”

Not that he expects ✨traditionality✨

You aren’t his house spouse or whatever 😤

Unless you’d like to be a house spouse ?? — he’d obvi be cool w/ that too 🤗

I meeean, having warm food and hot tea awaiting his arrival… 😍

But that’s unfair, bc, like, it’s hard to estimate length of missions ??

Are you just magically supposed to know when he’ll show up again ??

Plus, I hc Zenitsu to be awful about keeping in touch 😆

Not on purpose !!

He’s a total sap

As well as anxious, yanno, so if his partner wanted/needed reassurance during his absence(s), then he’d def empathize w/ them and attempt to barrage them—daily—w/ letters

Buuut he’s also got a lot to process what w/ his consistent state of panic and trying to stay alive

So despite his intent, he often forgets to uhh, barrage you—daily—w/ letters 😅

Thus, you don’t really have any way of anticipating/preparing for him

“[y/n]-chan? I’m hooome,” he shouts again, eyes narrowing at your lack of response

He knows you can protect yourself, knows you might not even be home, but damn it I miss you, “Where are you? [y/n]-chaaan!”

Cold dread sets in when he realizes

Whenever either of you are away for an extended duration, whoever’s home always leaves a note when they go out — just so the other knows not to worry if they return in that gap of going out

There is no note

He can hear someone’s heart beating

Slowly

Too slowly

“[y/n]?!” his voice reverberates harder

The fear in his veins isn’t shocking or thrilling; doesn’t have the same anger or determination as slaying demons; isn’t something he can be coerced, shamed, or inspired into tackling head on

It’s a desperate, treacherous, fogging suffocation

He’s never cared about being on time—about being late—until now

Surely there’d be some semblance of carnage if they’d been attacked ?!

He knows you don’t go down easily, and certainly not cleanly

So Why are the walls intact? he’s running, a soundless pace in case evil—the demon—lingers

And Where is the blood? he swallows nauseously

Who the hell is breathing?

Who the fuck’s alive?

There aren’t many rooms to scout, the faint pulsation guiding him swiftly toward the bedroom

How cruel he sucks in a sharp breath Sacrilegious

Vignettes—moments—of you, of him, together, snag on the edges of his vision

Welcoming the sunrise: soft giggles, fingers intertwined; his eyes open just wide enough to appreciate how effervescent you look caressed by morning’s glow; What’re you staring at, Zeni? “Everything.”

Eating on the futon: you scolding him as he gets crumbs on the kakebuton, him teasing you when you inevitably do the same; piling the dishes haphazardly on the floor soon after; tucking yourself into him for post lunchtime cuddles

Screaming into consciousness: sometimes you, sometimes him; grabbing onto the nearest physical tether, wordless dampness spreading; barely visible, drowning in the presence of moonlight; It wasn’t real, shh, it wasn’t real “And you?” I’m real “Promise?” Promise, I’m real. I’m right here

He slams into the bedroom, hand on his katana’s hilt, eyes darting frantically

…

ARE YOU KIDDING ME ?!?!?! 😵‍💫🤬🤯

“Zeni, you’re home,” you mumble, three quarters asleep, one eye gazing blearily at his disheveled form, “C’mere, kept your side warm.”

“YOUR HEARTBEAT.”

You wince at his volume, tiredness dissipating slightly, “Hm?”

“WHY WAS IT SO SLOOOWWW ?!?!?!” 😭

“Mmm, dunno, am zzz, less whine, more snuggle,” you shrug, lifting the kakebuton, entirely oblivious to the tension draining from his stance

Bruuuh Zenitsu’s FUMING rn

Like, you have the audacity to point out his whining when hE THOUGHT YOU WERE SRSLY INJURED/DEAD ?! 💀

*sigh*

“Fine, don’t snug-”

Zenitsu promptly plops himself onto the futon, interrupting you

“Sword,” you grunt

*double sigh*

Zenitsu places his sword beside the futon, crawls under the kakebuton, and clings to your sleepiness: hands molding to your collarbones, elbows, ribs, hips, thighs — checking the small of your back

“What’s gotten into you?” you mutter fondly, your fingers carding through his surprisingly sweaty hair

“I love you,” he whispers

With an endeared chuckle, you kiss his forehead, humming in agreement, “Love you too, Zeni. Must be tired, yeah? S’okay, you’re home. Rest.”

“Alright, [y/n]-chan,” he nods into your shoulder, hands settling on your chest, relinquishing the final sliver of adrenaline from his anticlimactic discovery, yawning, “Rest.”

I usually hc Inosuke to be a himbo 😇

BUT I ALSO—for this request especially—HC HIM TO BE A PRANKSTER

He def does not announce his arrival, bc that would ruin the opportunity to scare the crap out of you 😈

Tbf, I don’t think he schemes anything elaborate

Mostly entirely just jump scares

Lowkey prob times his returns for morning or afternoon, bc he can’t really scare you if you’re asleep

He’s still a himbo, so he certainly wouldn’t wake you up via scaring

But you’re not an idiot lmao

So you catch on quickly

Now, Ik some ppl develop immunity to jump scares

—My childhood friend jump scared me all the time… he can no longer scare me lol

—Not necessarily bc Ik he’s there, but bc I’m desensitized regardless

Aaand if that’s your case, then hehehe you bet your ass Inosuke tries even harder to scare you

Like, you’ve basically challenged him to a Can-I-Scare-[y/n]-? contest

A one sided contest that you did not consent to participating in 🙃

Again tho, he doesn’t conjure mastermind plans

Nah-

More like he finds shittier and shittier hiding spots 😌

Behind the potted plant in the hallway? “Inosuke. I can literally see you. All of you. Welcome home, by the way”

Under the futon? “You realize your body makes a blatantly obvious Insouke shaped lump? I know you’re there.”

In the washroom? “Oh. You're back! If you wanted to bathe with me, then you could’ve asked? No reason to creep around like a perv. We’re partners, remember?”

Your smoothness absolutely ~infuriates him

Ffs dude 😓

What’s a man gotta do to get a rise outta you ?! 😵

NOT TO MENTION

Ohmygosh ahaha

The one time you decide to hide instead? Perhaps you were at the opposite end of the estate, so you happened to hear/see him coming before he realized you were home ?? BRUH YOU TOTALLY MADE HIM SQUEAL LIKE A BOAR

Poor Inosuke, just minding his own business brainstorming new hiding spots

But he swears something—someone?—is following him

And you’d assume w/ his spectacular awareness and senses that he’d put two and two together

But he admittedly lets his guard down a tad whenever he’s home

Neglecting to consider that, if there’s one place you have an equal advantage of awareness/sense in, it’d be the house that y’all share

So you’re able to shadow him w/o him ever connecting the dots

Until it’s too late 🤭

“ARRRRGHHHdwgifybhvobnsgb !!!!!”

—Bc I feel that keyboard smashing accurately represents his curdling scream 😂

“YOU!” Inosuke jabs an accusatory finger at your forehead, “YOU AREN’T HOME ?!?!?!”

You raise an amused eyebrow

“Nonono, like, you’re home, bUT YOU’RE NOT HOME?!” he’s simultaneously facepalming, willing himself to shut up, and attempting to even out his breath quietly

Ofc, you aren’t fooled in the slightest after his visceral reaction

“I missed you,” you grin triumphantly, thoroughly pleased w/ yourself

“You suck,” he growls

Huffing playfully, you roll your eyes, “Was just giving you a taste of your own medicine.”

“But I don’t ever scare you ?!” 😒

Dayum — right into your trap

“You’re not wrong,” you smirk meanwhile, insert Inosuke’s face w/ that maths equation meme as he struggles to understand your double negative

“So it’s one to zero,” he scoffs, arms crossing, “I’m not giving up!”

“IT’S NOT A COMPETITION!”

“IT IS A COMPETITION !!!!!”

🥴

You begrudgingly tug Inosuke into a hug — a compromise and an indulgence

“Does this mean you surrender?” he mumbles into the crook of your neck, his hands grasping gently at your hips

“If it does, then you just reciprocated, so that would make this a tie,” you murmur

His grip tightens as he nips at your earlobe, glowering, “Never mind,” he closes his eyes, “You aren’t surrendering,” savoring your proximity, “And neither am I.”

ON THE OTHER HAND

If you don’t develop immunity to jump scares

Then Inosuke actually stops pretty soon after he starts

Yes, it’s hilarious how comically wide your eyes get

How you shriek so loudly that Inosuke swears he hears birds scattering

Your cheeks flushed, fingertips almost trembling, amusingly creative strings of curses aimed at his smug expression

100% the jump scare he was going for 🎯

But no, Inosuke doesn’t enjoy torturing you

Feels just as hurt, if not more, by the fear that flickers momentarily through your stare

So he silently vows to never prank—at least, to never jump scare—you again

Maaaybe he doesn’t tell you about his vow tho… just to keep you on your toes 😉

Tanjirou doesn’t intentionally have awful timing

He just perpetually seems to return home from missions at ass o’ clock in the morning ?? ⭐️🌙

Prob bc he rushes home as soon as possible

Bc: why wouldn’t he ??

Why would he extend his time spent w/o you ?????

Does it really matter if he gets back at midnight? 2am? 5am?

Regardless of the time: if he’s home, then he’s w/ you 💘

Tanjirou’s an absolute and utter sweetheart, so the first thing he always does is make sure the house is tidy

Not in a passive aggressive way !!!!!

In a he-wants-you-to-wake-up-to-a-comfy-cozy-neat-living-space way

He’s mastered the art of washing dishes practically noiselessly, sweeping’s pretty quiet, and he’s mindful to wait until his eyes adjust to the soft darkness of being indoors so he doesn’t accidentally knock over/trip on anything while putting away clutter

Buuut #plot twist 😁

You know that Tanjirou’s an absolute and utter sweetheart, so you rarely neglect dirty dishes, usually sweep before heading to bed, and keep clutter to a minimum whether he’s home or not

Bc damn it !!

Just as he feels that you deserve to wake up to an organized household; you feel that he deserves to return from missions w/o having to worry about even more work

—FYI: you both deserve the world 🥺

Not that he ever feels like he has to worry about the house, nor does he ever consider it work to do so

Sometimes you’ll leave him a plate to wash, or a random book to shelve

Bc you also understand that just as you derive joy and pleasure from getting to take care of him, he too derives joy and pleasure from getting to take care of you

“Thank you for finishing the dishes!” you’ll exclaim later, pecking his nose

“It was just one-” he’ll smile brightly, blushing at your adoration

But your gesture—thoughtfulness—never escapes him

The second thing

He always does is walk carefully, soundlessly, to the bedroom

I hc that Tanjirou strips before he lets himself in

Bc he knows how loud undressing can be — gosh forbid his katana slip and clatter to the floor !!

So he removes his outer layers, lays them in a folded pile, triple checks that he’s holding his katana securely obvi shouldn’t leave it completely unattended, and finally permits himself to enter the bedroom

There’s a high likelihood Tanjirou’s addicted to your scent

Specifically: your scent as you sleep

BUT NOT IN A WEIRD WAY ?? 😫

Like, you know that feeling of burying your face in your favorite blanket? Favorite pillow?

The scent of coming home?

Of melting into walls of familiarity? Of knowing precisely which floorboards creak? Or where all the stains on the carpets are? Of safety? Belonging?

—Important tangent: I recognize many ppl may not know that feeling

—And I don’t mean to be insensitive or ignorant to such a reality

Sure, Tanjirou’s grateful to be home

Physically in one piece, sheltered, breathing

And he’s grateful to be home

Emotionally

You are—your scent is—that feeling

Reassuring as spring’s floral notes; sweet as summer’s vibrant tang; promising as autumn’s complex palette; grounding as winter’s clarity

The third thing he always does (after putting his sword down lol) is tuck himself delicately, tenderly, around your inviting warmth

Unless you’re an extremely light sleeper, Tanjirou’s def able to snuggle into you w/o rousing you

If you hog the kakebuton, then that’s fine too, bc he runs hot anyway

Plus, you’re likely to shift subconsciously to accommodate the newfound ~obstacle, creating an opportunity for him to wiggle under the kakebuton ☺️

What he does from here depends on how exhausted he is

If he’s exhausted, then he conks out before he knows he’s conking out 😴

But that’s okay! Bc he’s made it home, and is contently spooning you

What more could he ask for ?? 🥰

If he’s not quite tired yet, then he talks to you in a hushed, affectionate tone

About his mission — duh

About how much he missed you — duh x 2

About how much he loves you — duh x 1,000

Will he tell you everything again when you’re actually awake?

Yup

There’s just something about talking to a loved one as they sleep that’s… calming? Soothing?

A fragile, precious secret between home and the heart

He can totally talk himself to sleep, btw 🤪

Like, he’s the meditation instructor AND the meditator

And, as secret implies

Tanjirou has no way of knowing that, when the roles are reversed, you talk to him too

“You just… you make me happy, Tan,” as you smooth his eyebrows with your thumb, “Stupid, giddy, pure happy,” tracing the curve of his cheekbones, “And… I…” you bite at your lip, confession teetering nervously despite his clearly sleeping form—like telling someone I love you when you know for sure that they can’t, won’t, hear you—“I think I deserve it?”

He squeezes your hip, an involuntarily, gentle touch

And somehow

You just know

If he was awake, then his only response would be

“I know you deserve it.”

#kamaboko gang #kamaboko squad #kamaboko trio #headcanons #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #agatsuma zenitsu #zenitsu x reader #hashibira inosuke #inosuke x reader #kamado tanjirou x reader #tanjiro x reader #request

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Hi!...umm could you pls do a NSFW tanjiro x reader where reader starts to get jealous of kanao bcos kanao has started to gain feeling for tanjiro and has been trying to get close with him but she doesn't know that reader and tanjiro are secretly dating so reader ends up distancing herself from everyone and when tanjiro confronts reader they end up in a mating press+overstimulation and a bit breeding kink 😳

(Pls don't get me wrong I luv Kanao but I haven't seen any fanfictions like this and I'm sorry if this request is too much)😅

Take care 😊

only you | 18+

Warnings/Tags: nsfw, explicit sexual content, jealous!reader, afab/female reader, unprotected sex, mating press, creampie, breeding kink, reassurance, Tanjiro loves you so much, multiple orgasms (implied), overstimulation, soft!dom Tanjiro, ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS ARE AGED UP AND OVER 18 YEARS-OLD

Pairing: Tanjiro Kamado x Female Reader

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

You feel two thick fingers shove inside your mouth, the fingertips hooking onto your bottom teeth to pull your head forward to look into sinful red eyes.

You blink blearily, tears blur your vision, and you choke with a sob as drool drips down the corners of your mouth.

“Already crying?” You hear Tanjiro murmur, voice sweet and low, a huge contrast to the brutal thrusts he’s been giving you—fucking your sore cunt with the intent to make you pass out. “Too much for you now, hm?”

You suck in a sharp breath, moaning around his fingers, and your eyes roll back when Tanjiro leans in to have his head near your ear—causing his cock to sink in deeper that you swear you feel him in your throat.

“I’m sorry, love, but you’ll have to hold on for a little longer,” His voice rumbles against you, rolling through your ear as his lips graze the shell of your ear. “I still need to cum inside you, okay?”

If you weren’t currently getting fucked to the point where you can feel Tanjiro’s dick in your soul and your mind wasn’t a puddle of liquid pleasure—

You would probably laugh at yourself for being in the situation you’re in at the very moment.

Because none of this would’ve happened if it weren’t for Kanao.

And now you’re torn between still wanting to be mad at Kanao and also wanting to give her a hug of gratitude for getting Tanjiro like this.

Not because Kanao directly told Tanjiro to fuck you like he’s some madman.

Instead, funnily enough, it was Kanao who was the one that wanted Tanjiro for herself.

It was obvious with the way you’d watch her laugh at his jokes that weren’t even that funny sometimes.

Or the way you’ve noticed Kanao would leave light touches on Tanjiro’s hand and arm—brief but still giving the message that she wants more from him—whenever you were all out on the field training.

You’ve seen the way Kanao looked at Tanjiro.

And honestly—you don’t blame her.

Tanjiro is an attractive guy.

Not only in his face but his demeanor, how polite he is. Smart, funny, and god—have you seen him without a shirt?

So you get why Kanao acts that way—even more recently, now, as Tanjiro started to train more and grew a little taller.

It’s why you’re dating him, in the first place.

But nobody knows that.

You two didn’t want to get in trouble—dating within the Corps wasn’t allowed.

But you guys couldn’t help it.

He liked you, and you didn’t want to lose out on the chance of having him to yourself.

The only issue with keeping your relationship with Tanjiro a secret—

Is that people, like Kanao, will try to get with him instead.

Because in their eyes—he’s single.

In Kanao’s eyes—Tanjiro is available for her.

And at first—you didn’t care.

You both knew what would happen once you kept this relationship a secret.

People will still flirt—it happened to you many times by other guys.

But you were always polite to let them down—made up some lie about wanting to focus on becoming a better slayer and all.

And Tanjiro said the same thing to Kanao once before—and she listened.

Admired him from far away.

And you were okay with that.

Until—

Until Kanao started to get handsy. Gradually.

Until her small crush developed into something more for Tanjiro—and she wasn’t so subtle about it anymore.

You were okay with it until Kanao and Tanjiro got a little closer—and you had to sit back with your teeth pinching your tongue, watching and doing nothing about it.

And over time—it got to you.

It’s not that you don’t trust Tanjiro—because this man has done nothing but respect and show you immense trust and security in your relationship.

And he never flirted with Kanao back.

But that doesn’t mean you trust Kanao.

Not when Tanjiro is, in general, a really nice guy.

Nice to the point where Kanao can mistake it for flirting.

And if you couldn’t say anything about it—because what can you say without blowing your guys’ secret?

‘Hey, stop flirting with Tanjiro because—‘

Because what? You like him?

That he’s yours?

It was futile and you hated it.

…Hence, why you started to distance yourself.

From a few others at first.

But then it started to turn into you making an excuse to not talk to Tanjiro.

That distancing turned into you avoiding him as much as you can.

Because it hurt.

You can’t flirt with Tanjiro in public as Kanao can

And honestly—you genuinely thought you would get away with this whole ‘distancing thing'.

It even got to the point where you thought that you and Tanjiro's relationship could possibly be over.

And wouldn’t that be amazing for Kanao, huh?

But then Tanjiro confronted you about it one night—and that…

That was something.

The door to your dorm closes behind him as you both walk in, and it’s deadly silent.

The tension is so thick that you can cut a knife through it, but you don’t say anything.

And for a moment—it remains silent.

Just waiting for something to drop, to set off the bomb that’s been ticking for a while, now.

And—

And then you hear Tanjiro let out a tired sigh, and you turn to see him rub a hand over his face as he looks at you, confused. “Are you going to tell me what’s wrong, now?”

Your eyes widen, and surprise flashes through your pupils as you swallow hard, playing dumb as you avert your gaze. “There’s nothing wrong.”

He lets out a derisive snort, sarcasm lacing his words “Really?”

“Yes, really,” Your voice comes out flat, and you walk towards your bed while taking off your shirt. “You should go, I’m tired.”

A lie.

One that Tanjiro immediately detects as he shakes his head and follows you. “Not until we talk this out first.”

That’s the thing that also made you fall for him—is how big he is on communication.

It’s something you generally love about him—except for this very moment.

Because talking about how stupidly jealous you are will get you emotional—you can already feel the damn lump beginning to form in your throat.

You try to ignore him as you set up the bed, sniffling. “There’s nothing to talk about.”

Tanjiro huffs out a breath, his voice soft and pleading. “Don’t lie to me.”

You purse your lips, your teeth clenching. “You should go rest.”

You feel him closer behind you, his body heat near yours, and his voice is so confused. “Was it something I said?”

The breath you let out is shaky, feeling guilty for making him think he’s at fault here.

Because he’s not but emotions are a bitch and it’s starting to get to you.

You swallow thickly. “No.”

Another step closer to you.

“Was it something someone else said?”

Your voice is a little strained. “…No.”

“Did someone do something? Did I do something—?”

And at this point—something kind of just…snaps.

“I don’t know,” You don’t mean to have any bite in your words, but you’re just so frustrated and overwhelmed and feel so stupid for the way you’re acting that it all just hits you at once as you sniffle, your voice cracking. “Why don’t you go ask your little girlfriend, Kanao?”

And then—

Everything turns silent.

You can hear the soft ringing in your ears right after you say that.

You can feel your heart thumping rapidly with regret flushing your cheeks and your stomach drops.

Fuck.

You didn’t mean to say that out loud.

Fuck, fuck, fuck—

You feel a rough hand wrap around your wrist, and the next thing you know—

You’re being spun around—and your vision is instantly met with big, red eyes.

And your breath hitches in your throat soon after when you take in Tanjiro’s expression because—

He doesn’t look mad at you.

He looks…worried.

Almost regretful in a way.

“That’s what this is all about?”

He asks, sounding incredulous and confused, looking at you patiently for you to answer.

God—you feel so irrational now—

“I…” You start, not sure what to say with the way he’s looking at you like that, and you gulp. “…It’s not—”

“Oh, love,” Tanjiro sighs. Low and heavy—full with understanding once he takes a good look at you—and his eyebrows crinkle with focus as he brings you closer to him—tucking your head under his chin as he wraps his arms, full of muscles and warmth, around you. “You have no reason to be jealous of her, you know.”

Your lower lip wobbles. “I know—”

“But,” He stops you, and you let out a shaky breath, “I’m sorry for not realizing it sooner.”

Fuck.

You close your eyes, feeling guilty for even making him have to say that because—

“It’s not your fault,” You mutter, but Tanjiro simply shakes his head, sounding firm.

“No, I should’ve made stricter boundaries with Kanao—which I will do when I see her.”

“I don’t want to tell you what to do with your friends, though.”

Tanjiro frowns and tips his chin down to give your forehead an achingly gentle kiss, mumbling against your head. “How you feel is more important to me.”

Well, that’s just not fair.

You both stay like that for a bit—simply hugging and being in the other’s arms.

It’s silent again but this time it’s comfortable.

But then at some point—

“Hey,” Reluctantly, you lift your head to look at him, and Tanjiro’s eyes soften as he gives your lips a soft, gentle kiss. “You’re the only one I want, you know.”

You whimper, feeling a small shiver crawl up your spine.

He guides your mouth open with his, his warm tongue sliding against your lower lip. “You’re the only one I want to kiss.”

His hands on you grow firmer, almost possessive, as he pulls you closer to him—and you let out a small moan.

He kisses you so deeply that you feel it in your bones, and he starts to walk you towards the bed—the bend of your knees hitting the edge, causing your back to fall and land on the soft cushion beneath.

And he follows, holding you close to him, his mouth traveling to your ear and giving it a small nip, his voice rough against you, “You’re the only one I want to be inside of, too.”

God.

You feel yourself throb and you throw your arms around his neck as your legs wrap around him—kissing him back just as deeply, moaning into his mouth because this is the Tanjiro that you want.

This is what you need from him right now.

…Which is how, moments later, you end up the way you are right now.

Cheeks red and shiny from tears.

Your head foggy and ready to explode.

Body so exhausted and numb from the way he’s been fucking you—holding you down with your legs thrown over his shoulders, nearly bending you in half as he presses your legs against your chest—

And he’s fucking you through your third orgasm, all while you cry around his fingers, clinging onto whatever your hands can find as Tanjiro pushes down on you—groaning at just how pretty you look.

“Only made for me, love,” Tanjiro breathes heavily, kissing one of your tears, before looking back at you with a small grin. “You take me so well.”

You whine, and he pulls his fingers out of your mouth—your saliva shiny on his fingers—and he uses the same hand to wrap around your neck, putting one of your most vulnerable parts into his hand.

“And I’m gonna make sure I get you all full with my cum.”

That’s another thing about him.

It’s the way he is in bed.

He can be gentle but—

But there’s just this edge to him that makes your head spin and turn into mush.

It’s the way he talks with words that sound sweet with the tone he uses, even if they’re filthy—as if each word has been dipped in sin-filled chocolate.

It’s the way he fucks you with so much love and yet still manages to make you feel boneless and fucked stupid like some slut.

And that little, spiteful, part of you grins—knowing that no one else gets to experience this side of him except you.

Not even Kanao.

He fucks you deep and slow, your fluids gushing out and getting both of you so wet that you can hear the sweet squelch of your pussy getting abused by his cock.

Your clit is overstimulated from his body rubbing against it with every thrust—that your muscles tense and heat is constantly sparking in your lower belly.

He goes until he starts talking about breeding you—filling your sweet cunt with his cum and keeping it there until your belly is full with his babies and—

“God, love—”

And then you hear him groan, and Tanjiro kisses you as soon as his orgasm pushes through him—and he’s pumping his cum inside your pulsing cunt, filling you to the brim.

It’s messy.

You’re both so goddamn messy and out of breath by the time he cools down.

But you don’t care.

Even if your pussy is sore and wet and you know you’ll need a shower right after this—

And even if his breathing is heavy—hell, he feels heavy on top of you—

You like it.

It’s welcoming.

He kisses you again, this time slow and indulgent, and you feel yourself go numb at his words that get murmured right against you, “I’m all yours, okay?”

End.

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