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theshinazugawaslut · 3 months

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Sanemi but he's throwing a tantrum over not getting a kiss all day

Literally lays down on the floor, screaming until he gets a kiss

a/n: i love him so much, i was re-watching that backstory episode of him and genya and I've still not physically recovered. also, sorry for being offline for a bit, I've got tonsillitis and COVID right now :( all what I've written in this drabble also apply to all AU's.

Sanemi is a surprisingly very affectionate man, anybody would look at the temperamental grump and think the opposite but you know far better: the Wind Hashira will become a pathetic, mushy mess if you so much as caress his cheek.

He feels like he doesn't deserve it but your hand is so soft, your eyes sparkle as you look at him and he feels like the sky has rained down stars and blessings onto him.

He's never let anyone get close to him, not a single person, nobody has ever known the feeling of his skin nor how he looks when he cries out as he cums. Only you do, and the thought makes him childishly proud, he's yours — what a fucking honour.

So he doesn't understand why you haven't given him one single kiss the entire day- Hell, you haven't even glanced at him, did he do something wrong?

Have you finally realised he's ugly and really not worth it? Or - this is what Sanemi thinks could be the worst case scenario - did you just not want to give him a kiss today?

He's been trailing behind you like a lost puppy all day, following after you, a small scrunch between his brows.

You're so busy, barely paying him mind, looking stressed yourself. He feels like whining and bawling on the floor just to get your attention. He's more than willing to start shrieking and shovelling dirt into his mouth just to get your attention.

You're doing so much work from the minute you cracked open your pretty eyes — you didn't even give him a morning peck and cuddle, already out the futon when Sanemi awoke (by himself; lonely, sad, cold, depressed, how could you?).

You've been training younger slayers, giving them tips and pointers; making some food for the orphaned kids down the street; sharpened yours and Sanemi's swords; went to go see a few different Hashira since they wanted some help from you, and Sanemi's been right behind you, brooding and pouting.

He's tried to get your attention multiple times, lightly tugging on your sleeve so you look at him but you just give him a gentle squeeze on his thick wrist and a small smile before turning your attention elsewhere (why the fuck do you need to help that Kamado boy?) and then he tries to pepper little kisses against your jaw while you talk to Tomioka (fuck that guy) about your last mission but you gently cover his mouth and give him that look to stop.

He finally loses his patience when you start talking to some random guy at the very front of his estate. He scowls, grabs your delicate wrist, and drags you away.

"'Nemi, my beloved, whatever are you doing-?" you say in that sweet voice of yours.

"You haven't kissed me once today!" he says; it's meant to come out as a growl, as something threatening and angry but it sounds more like an upset whine. "I've been trying to get your attention all day!"

He gives that frown of his, slight pout on his pretty lips.

"Do you want me to bark like a dog, is that it? You want- you want me to rip all my hair out and shriek like a fucking cockroach on the ground? Why haven't I gotten a single kiss? I didn't get my waking-up kiss, not my well-done kiss, not my 'cause-why-not kiss, not a kiss on my hand or my head or my hair even though I-"

He's cut off with being pulled down by his haori to be kissed by you.

Hell yeah.

You're cupping his face, fingers delicately stroking his strong jaw and soft cheeks, lips gently pressing against his, and he sighs softly into your mouth; grabbing at your wrists and holding you there.

When you pull away with a small chuckle, you ask, "There. Does that make up for it?"

"No, I want five more," he says with a sneer but his pink-dusted cheeks and dazed eyes are very telling.

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realcottonpicker · 10 months

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Falling just as hard.

Rengoku x reader , sanemi x reader

Angst? I don't really know

Plot: I really don't know just read please love you guys

Maybe a pt2??

You and sanemi were actually close , bestfriends actually and some how you where really close and you've been dying to tell him how you feel to confess your feelings for him at last.

You decide to do it on his birthday , you called him up "nemiii , happy birthday may you stop by I have something for you." Finally a deep voice spoke " I'm on my way y/n. "

"ok see you seen , love you "

" I love you too "

Sanemi soon arrived , walking in " i'm here "

You wore a nice skin tight dress that hugs all your curves in just the right way you know sanemi would like. " Y/n what the fuck is this " sanemi spoke almost sounding mad " just hush and come here . " You said walking into the room sanemi groans " ok ". You set the room really nice giving it the romantic vibe. Rose petals all over the bed and floor , candles lit , low lighting , nice snacks on the bed , and a movie for you guys to watch. As sanemi walks in a gasp slips from him " what the fuck." "Ugh come on sit down and enjoy a movie for once nemi ! ". " Ok " groaning as he walks towards the bed sitting down " what is all th-" you cut him off in the middle of the sentence " sit and enjoy please" " alright , alright ".

He sits and you guys enjoy the food and lighting and candles talking about random stuff goofing around laughing and enjoying each other's company you suddenly stop. "Sanemi , can we talk". He froze , you never used his full name always "nemi" he knew something was up " yeah wassup " " well , I've liked you for a while and maybe we could take things to the next level you know." He froze again one sanemi heard those words he quickly gathered his things and just up and left going after him you yelled " can you atleast try the cake I baked ? " The cake said " happy birthday sanemi I love you". He turned look and ran away , after that he ghosted you. 4 months later here he is sitting in his room realizing he was wrong and he can't keep hiding his feelings. The same night at the dinner table he noticed you and rengoku sitting closer then usual. Laughing, hugging, smiling. So close it made sanmeis blood boil , so after dinner sanemi went up to rengoku since everybody acted like it was so normal I mean he couldn't keep up he's been in room for months not coming out at all only at night through his window. Yelling " RENGOKU WHAT THE FUCK WHERE YOU DOING "

" What do you mean my friend!? "

" with y/n "

" ahh , oh it seems to be that nobody has told you ! "

" TOLD ME WHAT "

" y/n and I are dating ! "

Sanemi couldn't believe It he froze

" what's wrong my friend ! "

At that moment , that night , that time , standing there he realized. She fell for him , but he fell just as hard. Maybe even harder.

Pt 2 ??

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chiharuhashibira · 8 months

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What about a shorts featuring your fave Kimetsu No Yaiba teacher?

But make it Professor X Student 👀

I'm a sucker for this genre *blush*😩

So let's go and start this out babes! Imma make the Fem!Reader an 18+ tho, not comfy to write about younger/minor XD With that, she's in college and the lads are his professors. Hence, a College AU!

I'll make one shots for Kyo, Ten, Giyu, and Nemi but post it once per day 🥵 Same title will be used but different CWs~ This is because i saw this pic down there and I gulped and... OMEGED!

So here's the first part~ Rengoku version!

𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

𝑺𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝑪𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔: 𝑯𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚

𝐊𝐲𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧 𝐔𝐳𝐮𝐢 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐆𝐢𝐲𝐮 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐤𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐎𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐢 𝐈𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

Content Warnings: ProfessorXStudent/Age Gap/Suggestive/Curse Words/Matured Content/18+/Sexually Explicit

Minors DNI.

(Image is not mine, credits to the rightful owner)

🌸𝑲𝒚𝒐𝒋𝒖𝒓𝒐 𝑹𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒐𝒌𝒖🌸

You have always adored your history professor, Kyojuro Rengoku. His dazzling eyes, flame-like hair, and ideal stature just can't help but draw you in, even though you know it's wrong. He's a professor, and you're a graduating student!

But he's nice and handsome, and he takes your breath away as always.

His voice, whenever you hear it, makes you wonder how he would sound when he pins you on the bed, moaning on your—

"Y/L/N-san? What's your answer?"

"Huh?!" You stood up, looked around, and saw that everyone was already staring at you. Apparently, Kyojuro has been calling you a few times to answer his question. But, for some reason, your horny-ass brain can't remember what that question was.

"Rengoku-sensei, sorry. Uh, what was the question again?"

Kyojuro crossed his arms, with his pecs and biceps getting obvious under his white shirt.

Kyojuro crossed his arms, with his pecs and biceps getting obvious under his white shirt. You gulped as you noticed the dismay in his eyes.

"Sit down." You sat down, watching as your history professor walked past you and called Muichiro instead.

The class ended with you awkwardly listening to the discussion, trying your best to stop your intrusive thoughts. All students have left the classroom, and you were also about to go when suddenly Kyojuro, who was still sitting at his desk, called you.

"Y/L/N-san, stay."

Your eyes widened, and you felt heat crawling up to your cheeks as you realised that him telling you to stay would also mean that you'd be alone with the man who makes your heart go crazy.

You turned to look at him and closed the door behind you once again. "Yes sensei."

Kyojuro was looking at the papers passed to him earlier; he seemed busy, so even if you were standing in front of him, you remained silent. You don't want to cause any more trouble because of what happened earlier.

You watched his fingers as they slowly ran on the sheet of paper, imagining how it would feel if they ran on your body instead. You flinched as you felt it getting hot down there with how dirty your thoughts were getting with each passing second.

Your breathing became heavier, and that kicked Kyojuro out of his trance. "Oh yes. Y/L/N-san. I wonder what happened earlier. You're always on top of this class. Your quiz also proves that. Is there any problem?"

Kyojuro sometimes doesn't act just as your prof; he also acts as your mentor and friend, so his concern now doesn't surprise you at all. Your pure-hearted professor just cares for you. But you'll know that his dismay would be fueled if he knew about your unpure thoughts about him.

"Rengoku-sensei, I'm okay. I was just distracted earlier. But I promise I'll make up for it tomorrow in class!"

"Distracted because of?"

You.You wanted to say that badly, but of course you couldn't, so you just muttered that it's personal. Kyojuro didn't inquire more, but he stood up and snatched your bag from your hand. His actions shocked you and left you stunned.

"Sensei?" you asked, confused.

"I'll drive you home."

Oh yes, Kyojuro lives right next to your apartment; that's why he knows where you live. But this is the very first time that the man has offered that.

"Sensei, you don't need to."

"I'm heading home early too, so why not?"

You gulped as Kyojuro picked up his jacket and draped it over his shoulder as he used his other hand to carry your bag. All your complaints were shoved down your throat as he finally went out of the classroom.

You followed him, walking a bit slower than he was to avoid commotion. If your classmates see that you're going home with your favourite professor, they might interpret it wrongly. But then Kyojuro took you to the faculty because he needed to say goodbye to his friends.

There, all your professors asked was why you were with him. "Oh well, we're neighbours! I might as well drive her home." He said casually that he got agreement from them.

The drive was not too silent, apparently; Kyojuro was chatty outside the uni! He kept on talking about his little brother, saying that he's as smart as you. Yes. You're listening, but still, you can't help but feel your body get hotter at the thought of you alone with him inside his car.

You pressed your thighs together under your skirt, and Kyojuro seemed to notice this.

"Do you want to pee?"

He asked that, which made you blush furiously as you shot him a look. He doesn't know how to hold back his words, and hearing them only made you feel worse about the embarrassing thoughts you've been having.

"Uh... no sensei."

"But you have been pressing your thighs together, and you seem to be uncomfortable."

WHY ON EARTH IS HE LOOKING AT MY THIGHS? You thought as you covered your thigh with your hands. A soft chuckle escaped from his lips, and that immediately sent you tingling. "You're a weird one." He said and finally continued driving.

You watched as Kyojuro drove, his hands gripping the steering wheel. He gulped, and you witnessed how his Adam's apple bobbed up and down, which definitely made you bite your lip. You can usually calm yourself around him, but not today.

Perhaps it's because earlier today, while you were about to head to university early, Kyojuro walked out of his flat, only clad in his pants. You were astounded by the sight, but you tried to compose yourself, pretending not to see him. But then your history professor called you and greeted you good morning with his deep, raspy voice, different from his loud and jolly tone in class.

And so now you're here, sitting beside him inside his car while having those dirty thoughts.

"Y/L/N-san, do I have dirt on my face?"

"No sensei. I was just—"

"Sorry to pry, but am I the reason why you were distracted at class earlier?"

You didn't know how to respond to his question, so you just decided to shut up. But being the straightforward man he is, Kyojuro chuckled and spoke up once again, with that same low tone that he used earlier.

"I'm not a narcissist, but I'll take your reaction as a yes."

"How dare you—"

His chuckles cut you off, which made you smile.

"I'm just kidding, Y/L/N-sama. You're a beautiful woman, so why would you waste your time staring at your old history professor?"

You blushed when he called you beautiful, which also made you scoff. "What? Old? You look like you're just in your early 20s."

"Eh, I'm already 29."

"Hmmm, 9-year age gap?" You accidentally blurted out what you were thinking, which made Kyojuro clear his throat. You covered your mouth and looked outside the window, wishing that the man would just let that slide.

But then, it's Kyojuro, so...

"What's with the gap?"

"Nothing."

"However, that redness on your cheek certainly says something!"

Fuck. You whispered under your breath as you shifted on your seat.

"Oh! We're here."

He suddenly said that, which lifted the tension between the both of you. You turned to look at Kyojuro and saw his smile. "So, see you tomorrow?" He said, and you just nodded.

When Kyojuro opened the car door for you, your heart skipped a beat. You swear that the moment his fingers touched yours as he handed you the bag you'd almost forgotten was inside, you were instantly engulfed in a blaze of conflicting feelings.

You gulped and thanked him once again, but then he called you which stopped you in your tracks. "Y/L/N-san, it seems like I forgot my house key at school."

"Oh? Perhaps it's just inside the car, Rengoku-sensei?"

You went back to him and opened the car door for his back seat. "I'll check for you." You said, trying to help your teacher. You leaned down, searching his backseat. Suddenly, you felt something warm on your back, which made you blush. What the hell is he doing?

You turned to look back at him and saw that your history professor had draped his jacket around your waist. "Uh... Sorry, but you're..." He said while pointing at your skirt, which made you blush and stand, holding his jacket before it fell to the floor.

You bowed down, apologising for flashing at him accidentally. Though the dirty part of you wished that he really had seen. This time, it was Kyojuro who was blushing madly as he combed his hair with his fingers.

Oh, those fingers—you would really die for it. "Rengoku-san, it's late. Perhaps you would want to uh... stay in my flat? The lobby guy was absent earlier, so we can't really get your spare key. Let's just get them early in the morning tomorrow so you can prepare for work."

"You won't mind?"

"Of course."

You've found yourself panting as you move yourself grinding against Kyojuro's hard cock. He was holding you by the waist, digging his nails into your skin as pleasure engulfed him.

What just happened?

Flashback:

You opened the door inside your house, letting Kyojuro in. He made sure to take off his shoes before stepping inside, but you sat on the floor and offered to take them off for him. The man was astounded at first, but he just nodded in agreement.

You took off his shoes and placed them beside yours. You stood up without any concern when you felt a thug's hand on your skirt. You looked back and saw Kyojuro's hand pulling down on your skirt, but not in a dirty way. He was red once again, making you blush as well.

"You should be careful moving while wearing a skirt, Y/L/N-san." He said. Kyojuro lets go of the fabric and hands you his jacket again. You accepted it but teased him a bit, wishing that it would ease your situation.

"Eh, you won't be interested anyway, sensei."

You saw how Kyojuro gulped and looked away, and that enticed you more. So, you decided that you'd just give him a few more teases for the night.

You didn't expect that all of your teasing, a.k.a. seduction, would affect Kyojuro so much. You had to let the man shower in the bathroom first, handing him one of the bathrobes that you are lending to your visitors.

Inside the bathroom, Kyojuro was astounded at himself. One tease, and he was hard as fuck. He looked down at his hardness and at his reflection. He knows feeling this way isn't right, but he just can't stop it. You're irresistable!

Kyojuro showered in cold water, wishing that his erection would fade. And it did.

But then, when he went out, he saw you finish your bath as well, as you used the other bathroom in your flat. You were clad in shorts and a crop top shirt without a bra, which made him rethink his life decisions.

He hasn't seen you like this, and that definitely made him hard once more. You noticed his stare at you, so you tossed him a big pyjama that caught him off-guard. It landed on Kyojuro's face.

"Sensei, you're spacing out!"

He picked up the neglected clothing and went inside the bathroom without saying anything.

Kyojuro offered to cook for you, saying that he wanted to do so because you let him stay the night. You watched how skilled he is with knives. Kyojuro looks so wonderful, even if he's concentrating.

"Why were you distracted at my class, Y/L/N-san? I'm really curious. You were never like that."

He brought up the topic once again as he finished preparing your dinner. Kyojuro placed the food on the table and sat in front of you, waiting for your answer. So he isn't going to drop this off, huh?

"There's just a cute guy that has been lingering in my mind lately."

"Oh, so you're in love?" There was a tone of dismay in his voice, and you can't fathom why. You just shrugged your shoulders. Kyojuro was silent for a while until...

"But I don't like it when you're spacing out from my class. Being in love is not an excuse."

You finished your bowl quickly, trying to evade his scolding. "You cook great, sensei!"

"Don't change the topic." He was serious, and for you, it's probably because he loves his subject so much. You're unaware that a part of Kyojuro is jealous.

Yes. Even if he denies it, he's attracted to you. It's just that; he just confirmed it now. And now that it is clear to him, he doesn't want to share. He knows it's wrong to feel this but it's hard to deny it further.

You crossed your legs and leaned in closer to him. "Hmm, what if that cute guy was you, sensei?" You joked, wishing that he could also understand your hidden meaning.

And yes, Kyojuro did, but he shrugged it off. "What are you trying to imply? I'm your distraction?"

"I was just kid—"

His breathing had changed, and that made you stop talking.

"Why are you teasing me, Y/N?" Kyojuro's question and the way he called you by your first name surprised you. "Sensei?"

"Answer me."

"I... I... I like you, sensei!"

You finally blurted out that it made you scared. You knew that you shouldn't say that to a professor, but you still did it. You were expecting a few more scoldings, but to your astonishment, a smirk crept up on his lips.

"Come here then." He said, patting his lap. You gulped and obliged, sitting on his lap and facing him.

Kyojuro stared at you intensely, his eyes oozing with lust, an expression that you had never expected to see from him.

"Y/N. I'm still a man, and if you kept on teasing me, this would happen to you."

He smashed his lips against yours for a hungry kiss. You moaned against his mouth, pressing your breast against his chest as you felt yourself get wetter.

End of Flashback

You've found yourself panting as you move yourself grinding against Kyojuro's hard cock. He was holding you by the waist, digging his nails into your skin as pleasure engulfed him.

Kyojuro pulled out for a moment to take off your clothes, almost ripping them. You moaned as he bit playfully on your now-exposed tits. "Umai, you taste so good, baby." He said this, licking your nipples as he cupped your ass and squeezed it.

You tugged on his hair and rubbed your wet, clothed cunt against his hard cock. Kyojuro wanted to feel you more, so he made you stand up and pulled your shorts down with your pants. You also helped him free his hardened cock as you marvelled at how big it was. With its girth, you felt like wanting to just spread yourself for him.

Kyojuro pulled you down on his lap once again and positioned himself at your entrance. "Do you want to continue, baby?" He said with his deep voice, making you almost cum there and then. You nodded and slowly went down, taking in his length. A moan of pleasure escaped both of your lips as you pushed yourself to go down on him, balls deep.

"Uh fuck! So tight!" Kyojuro said it made you feel more aroused. Finally, at the end of a long day, his cock is inside yours, and you crave it so desperately.

"Move for me, Y/N."

Kyojuro said, more like ordered, taking control even if he is under you. So you did; you moved up and down on his cock, slowly at first, letting him adore your sight.

Kyojuro kissed you passionately again, with his tongue exploring your mouth. He thrust with your rhythm, making you feel a growing pleasure at the pit of your stomach. While fucking your cunt, your history professor suddenly carried you and placed you on the couch.

He lifted one of your thighs and thrust deeper than before, nearly knocking you unconscious with pleasure. Kyojuro used his other hand to play with your breast, making sure it wouldn't feel neglected as he fucked you hard.

"Sensei, I'm almost there!" You almost shouted, which made Kyojuro also feel his body heating up. He kissed you, making you shut up, and the movements of his hips became slower, but his cock went deeper into your womb as he finally released his cum within you.

Kyojuro fell over your body, and you embraced him. "Sensei..." you muttered between your pants. Kyojuro finally looked up at you with his owl eyes and kissed your cheek. He pulled out and used his discarded shirt to wipe you clean.

"Sorry, I came inside you, Y/N."

"I loved it, sensei."

Kyojuro smiled at you and carried you towards your bedroom. He placed you down and sat down beside you, not caring if both of you were still naked right now.

He pulled a blanket over your body and looked away.

"Y/N, I'm sorry if I let my emotions control me. I'm older than you. I'm also your professor."

"Why? Do you regret it, Kyojuro?" You said, making him look back at you. "What if the uni knows?"

"Why would we let them know?" You said that, running your fingers along his back. Kyojuro sighed and finally laid down beside you. "I always wanted you." He muttered, caressing your cheek. You blushed.

"I also do. So please, stop feeling guilty, Kyo."

"Yes baby." He said he was pulling you into another kiss.

And there, you decided to go out, keeping this sensitive detail from the university.

Days later, Kyojuro called you into his classroom again. He was sitting, patting his lap, in the same position as he did the night before you first made love.

"I guess it's time for your special class, Y/N."

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𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔!

But yeaaah! If you don't like this kind of theme, don't read XD

So there, see you on the Tengen version~ I'll try to make them hotter if you like XD It'll be up this Monday so be on the lookout!

Reblogs, Comments, and Requests are highly appreciated! Love you!

MDNI!

Ja ne~

~𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓾-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷🌸

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missshinazugawa · 2 months

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I BEG YOUR FINEST FUCKING PARDON???!

MY BABY GURL, MY DEAR HUSBAND IS SO FINE??

HIS HAND, HIS HAND WHEN HE JUMPS TO THE ROOFTOP, GAWD THE BACK VIEW OF HIM, IT SEEMS LIKE HE'S PROTECTING US 😔😔😔😔

HE SOUND SO HAWT, U COULD LITERALLY TELL HIS VOICE WOULD BE SO SOFT AND GENTLE ASF WHEN HE TALKS TO U WITH TIRED VOICE AND LOWER TONE

dayum the way the blood showered his body 😔

obviously, video's not mine, credit to @ktritmzilt_ on tiktok, i don't got no balls filming in cinema.

Bonus below

tw: mention of blood, spoilers, some curse words, oc x canon

trope: they currently still in friendzone 😔

The pale crescent moon shine like a silvery claw in the night sky. Under the moonlight, a white haired man just got back from his mission and is heading to the headquarter along the gravel road with blood soaking his whole body.

The Snow Hashira notice a man with blood all over his body before realizing it's the Wind Hashira Shinazugawa Sanemi.

“Nemi?” Yukino calls out to his nickname before rushing towards Sanemi. “Are you okay?! Are you hurt anywhere?!” She turns Sanemi around to check if there's any injuries on him, lifting his arms checking his side, or even cup his face to observe any possible wound with worried written all over her face as she frowns.

Suddenly, a hand full of scars grab Yukino's hand to stop her, “I'm fine, these are all demon's blood,” Sanemi put down her hand gently before looking into Yukino's heterochromia eyes. “For now, I suggest you do not touch me, or else the blood might stain your shirt or dirty your hands.”

“Glad you were unharmed. But I do need to remind you to throw this uniform away... because... obviously...” Yukino can't help but to look up and down Sanemi's entire figure with the crimson red spreading all over the fabric of his demon slayer uniform, especially the snow white haori that Sanemi is wearing. Sanemi did not answer as he simply stare at Yukino blankly.

After reporting to the headquarters, both of the hashiras decide to walk back to their mansion. Throughout the walk, both of them were silence, like the foosteps of the ants can be heard by them. Yukino's eyes moving left and right, up and down, pretending to look around her surroundings. On the other hand, Sanemi was thinking about the akwardness too, he glances at Yukino time to time. The walls between them is killing both of them.

Finally, they arrived at Sanemi's mansion gate, the walk feels like it has been long like iternity for them. Sanemi step before the threshold, saying goodbye to Yukino before closing the door when suddenly a hand stopped him from closing the door. “Can I...stay here for the night?”

They've been staying at each other's house ever since they became closer and closer as friends. The Wind Hashira's brows knitted in confusion, but his knitted brow got relaxed in second.“Come inside.” After letting Yukino in, he closes the door and head back inside his mansion. Yukino is happy that she get to stay in Sanemi's house once again.

“I'm going to take a shower. You know where to get your own futon right?” Sanemi turns to his back to ask Yukino if she remembers where to get extra futon. “Yep. It's in the cupboards right?” “Mhm.” Sanemi nodded before entering the bathroom.

After taking a shower Sanemi felt satisfied as he walk out of the bathroom, wiping his hair using a cloth with a towel wrapped around his waist. Throwing away his blood soaked uniform into a basket made of rattan, he slowly walk back to his room to get his clothes.

The door slides open, what appeared infront of Sanemi's purple eyes was Yukino patting her futon on the wooden floor, she seemed to has changed her uniform into a white kimono that she found in one of the drawers in Sanemi's room.

Hearing the door slid open, Yukino turns around to see Sanemi standing at the door with naked upper body. Seeing that makes Yukino quickly turns away to avoid looking at him.

Sanemi scoffed at her reaction, he slide the door close and head towards his wardrobe. Yukino'ss heartbeat gradually beat at a very fast speed, the sight of his muscular body could not leave her mind.

Sanemi takes out a forest green kimono from the drawer. “Turn around, I need to change.” He tells Yukino. “Oh, alright-” Yukino quickly turns around, making sure she would not see anything that is not appriopriate.

The sound of clothes rustling is loud in the room, Yukino's mind still could not get off the sight of Sanemi having wet hair and just fresh from getting a shower.

“Yuki?” Sanemi calls out her name.

“Yuki!” Sanemi finished dressing up and place the towel around his neck. The towel hanging on his neck as he slowly approaching Yukino that is sitting on her futon with her back facing him.

Seeing her did not respond to his call at all, he sit behind Yukino and proceed to place his head on her shoulder.

“Snowflake?”

“Ahhh!” Yukino lets out a small scream.

“The fuck are you doing?” Sanemi lift one of his eyebrow in confusion and worry as he stare at her while still placing his head on her shoulder. “Why are you screaming?”

“Oh my fucking god...Nemi...you scared me!” She lets out a sigh of relief and pat her chest, trying to calm the heart attack she received earlier.

“What? Did you do anything guilty? That's why you scared?” Sanemi teases her.

“No Nemi...” She gives him an unpleasant expression on her face as she rolls her eyes.

“What? Is there any posibility that you are blushing right now?”

“No- the fuck you're thinking-”

“Then what is it that makes you like this? I called your name two times and you still didn't respond until I place my head here on your shoulder.” Sanemi was curious what is Yukino embarassed about.

“Nothing.” Yukino tries to hide the truth. “Oh tell me,” Sanemi smirks, “Hmmmm....” He starts humming in question as he hug Yukino's waist from behind. “Is it because of my half naked body that you saw earlier?”

“HELL NO!” Yukino immediately deny his words in panic as she start pushing his arms away from her waist, trying to get out of his grip.

But Sanemi's arm would not budge, his grip is too firm but not to the point it hurts. Yukino is struggling to get off from his grip but she gives up anyway.

“You've seen my exposed muscles for years now...why still embarass about it?” Sanemi teases her again, making Yukino speechless. “You even touched it before.” Sanemi start cackling.

“Okay- Sh- shut up!!” Yukino's face starts to have redness spreading across her cheeks as she tries to cover Sanemi's mouth. “Come on, anyone saw my muscles because of my unbuttoned shirt.”

“That is because you're a whore!” Yukino says it out loud. “Oh yeah? Well you're getting punishment for saying that.” Suddenly, Sanemi starts tickling her waist, making Yukino immediately laughs at the tickleness. “Stop! HAHAHA- Nemi! Please! Hahahhahahaha!”

Sanemi finally stops tickling her after getting Yukino lying on her futon laughing while holding her stomach. Yukino shed tears for laughing too hard and Sanemi is grinning at the sight as he sit beside her futon.

It took some time for Yukino to stop laughing and flip to her side to face Sanemi. “You don't have to do me like this.” Yukino pouts, feeling unsatisfied with the tickle punishment.

Seeing Yukino pouting, Sanemi decide to pull his futon and place it beside Yukino's futon before lay down with her. He lay on his side to look at Yukino.

The light outside the window cast a hazy soft light, creating some blue hue to the room, making the atmosphere feel calm and quiet that Sanemi and Yukino could hear each other's breathing.

What Sanemi see is that the moonlight behind him casted on Yukino's whole figure, highlighting her beauty, making his pupils dilates as he was captivated by her. Especially her blue and green eyes, Sanemi was not sure which eye to look first, overwhelming his feelings.

The silence is too loud, so Yukino wanted to start a conversation. “How's your mission earlier? Why do you have so many blood soaking your body?” Yukino genuinely curious about him being covered with blood earlier.

Sanemi did not respond, his eyes were still focusing on Yukino and his mind is in another world.

“Nemi?” Yukino calls out his name softly.

“Yes?” Sanemi was brought back to reality by her call. His pupil goes back to normal.

“Care to explain what happened during your mission earlier and why there's so many blood covering your whole body?”

“Oh yeah...me and Obanai was trying to chase a demon that was carrying a woman on his shoulder. But we notice there's so many demons gathered together in that one building he ran towards to. So meanwhile I'm trying to chase the demon, Obanai hold all the demons outside.” Sanemi explained calmly.

“So...did you catch that demon yet? Is the woman safe?” Yukino ask questions again while she pulls the blanket to cover herself, wanting to relax when Sanemi is telling her the mission's whole process.

“Well no, it sucks. But atleast we saved the woman, he literally threw her down and good thing Obanai caught her. Then we start chasing him again but we seem to fall into a strange looking dimension, I'm trying to slice that fucking demon but in a blink of an eye, the dimension comes back to normal and my sword hit the ground.”

Processing the story, Yukino's eyes look around the room and trying to imagine what did Sanemi just said. But she failed to do so as she frowns, she even starts to yawn trying to figure out what happened when Sanemi trying to slice the demon.

Seeing Yukino's confusion written all over her face, a smile twitched at the corner of Sanemi's mouth. His eyes softens as he reaches his scarred hand to boop Yukino's nose before pulling her close to his embrace.

Yukino's eyes widened in surprise, she does not quite understand why Sanemi wanted to hug her so sudden but she returns the hug to him. Yukino lets out a soft noise showing she feels relaxed in Sanemi's warmth.

Sanemi slid his hands into Yukino's gradiented hair, sending a spark of electricity down her spine. He gently combs through her hair.

They did not say anything. Slowly, their eyes starts to get heavier and heavier, before finally closing their eyes and sleep in each other's embrace.

For those who read it till the ned, hope you have both sides of your pillow being cold.

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irene9900 · 9 months

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Friends with Benefits?

Sanemi x Reader Semi-NSFW

CW: Friends with benefits? Soft Sanemi. Brief mentions of sex, kissing scars, Dom!Sanemi, Sanemi in denial.

Please let me know if I missed any warnings.

Minors and Ageless blogs DNI.

I write with a female reader in mind, but I believe this one can be read as gender neutral, please let me know otherwise.

A/N: Proofread. I have Sanemi brain rot to the point I’ve gathered the courage to finally post write about it. This was originally intended to be more smutty, but I’m a slut for soft Nemi.

🪻It was accidental at first. The build up from hours of training led you both to snap and give into one another. Clothes torn off. Hot and sweaty bodies clashing together in pleasure. Not even leaving his training grounds.

🪻One time turned into two, and now it’s an unspoken agreement between you when “steam needs to be let off”.

🪻Rushed moments in either estate, clothes ripped off and tossed away as you’re pulled into the bedroom or sometimes not even bothering to leave the training ground.

🪻Sanemi thought he would be the last to break. Putting up a wall between his feelings for you and acting upon them. Telling himself that it’s just sex, you both understand the complications of getting feelings involved. It won’t work out. You’re both hashira, you never know when the next mission is your last.

🪻Speaking of missions. The post mission sex is fantastic. Sanemi loses the small bit of control he thought he had. Glad he is able to hold you in his arms again, knowing you’re safe. Sanemi tells himself he was only gentle like that because you needed time to recover after your mission, denying his feelings.

🪻When Sanemi is the one coming back from a mission he lets you top him. He’s still mostly in control, but he loves watching the way you bounce on his cock, hands pressed against his chest with your head thrown back, lost in your own pleasure.

🪻He finds himself staring at you for long periods of time. Becoming flustered when you catch him and giggle, until he playfully shoves you over.

🪻When he passes by shops on his solo missions and finds items that he feels you would like. Fighting with himself on actually purchasing the items for you. He has definitely brought you back small trinkets.

🪻He will never admit it, but his heart skips a beat when he sees you jog up to him, trying to catch up, and offer him a home-cooked meal you made for him.

🪻He finds that the once quick fucks, become longer sessions. Sometimes multiple rounds. Taking time to enjoy one another. Taking time to kiss one another’s scars. Staring into one another’s eyes as he slowly fucks you.

🪻He finds that he prefers missionary, having the option to take his time with you or fuck you senseless, depending on his mood.

🪻He definitely hand holds in missionary.

🪻Goes from leaving soon after, to falling asleep with you in his arms. From the minimal aftercare cleanup, to soaking together in the hot springs before laying down together.

🪻Don’t get him started on how his heart feels when you snuggle against him in the middle of the night, and when the morning rays grace your presence, not ready to fully awaken yet.

🪻He opens his eyes, yours staring back at him. He finally lets slip the words he had been hiding from you for so long, “I love you”.

🪻“I love you too, ‘Nemi.”

#sanemi x reader #sanemi smut #sanemi shinazugawa x reader #demon slayer #KNY #kimetsu no yaiba

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sugoi-writes · 10 months

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Laundry Day, Part 2 - Sanemi x F!Reader

TW: Olfactophilia/osmolagnia not strongly mentioned, but implied. N(s)fw. Mentions of pregnancy that is very brief. Fingering/penetration. Some man handling and degradation if you SQUINT. Intended to be the conclusion of the first part.

A/N I've gotten a lot of sweet comments thank you ;w; lemme know if yall want more, and what characters you want me to write for (KNY mainly). I'm leaving my box open dudbsisjsjsgsjzaj

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"I'm glad... because I've had my eyes on you too, Sanemi..."

The tension that was mounting between the two of you was nearly tipping you over the edge. A smirk had started forming on Sanemi's face, stretching deviously.

"...really now? Haven't noticed..." Your peer teases, his hands going behind his back. He was definitely taunting you.

Before you had the chance to reply or just kiss him already, you hear the sliding door attempt to open. Before you can process it properly, Sanemi has you by your shoulders, and flings you onto your back. You flail as you hit the floor, legs splayed wildly.

You've been pinned down, and his hand goes to fly over your mouth before you can protest. Thank Gods the door is locked... and bless them for allowing you to be trapped under this beast of a man.

"Sanemi-sama! I've come to inform you that dinner will be finished at nightfall!," a small voice chimes. You and Sanemi are familiar, and know it's one of Ubuyashiki's attendants.

Sanemi looks to you, then the door, grunting out," Alright, alright! Be down in a minute!" he retorts hastily.

You can almost sense how low the attendant bows, as a "Very good, sir. Have a great evening," is given in return. After a tense few seconds, the footsteps soften, before completely disappearing.

Once Sanemi knew that no one was in ear shot, he looks back towards you, as if to say something... but his words freeze in his throat.

There you were, layed out before him, your breath ragged. Your eyes had all but glazed over with a familiar haze, one of your legs lifted... leaving very little to his imagination.

Sanemi's eyebrows raise. Huh... he didn't peg you as the type to like being manhandled...

Both of your hands were around his wrist, brows knit with frustration as he muffles your breathy noises. He smirks again, slowly leaning in. What a sight you were for his hungry eyes...

"Right...," Sanemi drawls, his hand uncovering your mouth," I guess you've been waiting long enough..."

The moment Sanemi is connected with you, the heat in your chest, your face, and now your loins, skyrockets. You're surprised at how swift and passionate the kiss is, making your breath desperate and uneven.

You try to push up on your elbows, before you hit the floor again. A trained hand is hooked under your knee, the other pushing down on your shoulder. Your yelp is swallowed in Sanemi's seering kiss, his tongue taking the opportunity the push past your parted lips. He pinned you, again, and you weren't going anywhere.

This was definitely leaning towards the "latter option" you've hoped for...

The two of you part, if only for a few moments, to recollect yourselves. Saliva is swiped away from your lip by a calloused thumb, Sanemi smirking down at you.

You chuckle breathlessly, cocking your head up at him,"... haha.. sorry... it's just weird... not saying that I actually like you... verbally... before all of this started..." You rasp, before Sanemi's brow softens.

You're surprised by a chaste, sweeter kiss to your lips, before his eager smile returns to his face," Don't worry; y'didn't have to," he practically pants out, kissing you quickly again," 'Didn't have to... because your body already told me."

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You groan as feel Sanemi's bare length grind against you, your head spinning. Hands are squeezing and caressing everything they can for both parties. Nemi's seeing it all. He's LOVING it all. But as a restrained moan leaves him again, he pulls away from your neck, looking directly at you.

"Hey-- hey. Before we get carried away--" Sanemi groans, your kisses assaulting his neck," I need-- ughhnn-- I need to know that you're serious about this!!"

You pause, if only for a moment,"...But Nemi~," you pant out, hands running across his wide back," ...does my body not say it for me...~?" You lightly tease, suckling on a spot you found to be particularly sensitive. This earns you an annoyed, yet pleased grunt.

Sanemi manipulates you away by tugging a fistful of your hair, making your breath hitch.

"...I know. But THIS is more than just a confession.... I wanna hear you say it." Sanemi says firmly, the grip in your hair just as firm.

You mewl softly, the hair pull making your core tense up," F-Fine... i-- I want you to go... further... please."

Sanemi's eyes have a lilt of mischief to them, as he pulls your hair back more. Now with your neck fully exposed, he goes to litter it with featherlight kisses.

"...good... and if it crosses a line... what's your cue?" You chuckle through a moan, eyes rolling slightly," I'll just say s-stop...?" A harsh tug at your hair tells you that 'stop' isn't good enough.

"F-Fine-- ngggh, I-I'll say... I'll mention the laundry again--," you groan, as Sanemi's assault becomes more passionate. You can feel small bruises developing on your skin from his antics.

"I-If you say laundry, I'll stop immediately, then," Sanemi concludes, before pulling away from your neck. For a moment, the two of you take a chance to sneak glances at each other's bodies, laid bare to one another.

Sanemi's physique was not only impressive, but VERY very tantilizing... you absent-mindedly dig your nails into his back, just to keep him from leaning further away.

Sanemi's breath is airy, a little labored, but his eyes don't leave you for a second. His hands come up to carrass and squeeze your hips as he takes in every curve and scar one more time.

Sanemi looks back to your eyes, the same haziness you saw in the laundry room now reflected in your eyes. And that alone set the message: you were ready.

"...lay back. I'll take it from here...," he commands softly, watching as you lowered yourself onto your back.

By this point, the mound between your legs was practically gushing, but he knew not to get hasty... A single digit comes down to run up your slit, making your toes curl. FINALLY, you thought!

A cautious finger traces your entrance, before circling back up higher to toy with your clit. Your breath hitches before a delicious mewl escapes you, hands falling limp by your head as he teases and helps you relax.

His minstrations, while not long, were able to get you acclimated and well prepared for what would come next. Your mind had became foggy by this point, as you were reeling from the pleasure you were keening for.

You had lost count of the fingers that entered you, until they left your sex. You practically whimpered at the loss.

By the time you had opened your eyes to look at him again, Sanemi was repositioned between your legs, using some if your juices to lube himself up. Your heart skips a beat... you were finding out that you were into A LOT more than you thought tonight...

"Ready for this?," Sanemi says confidently, flashing you a steady, reassuring smile. You swallow hard, a little too excited to see what this Hashira could do.

You nod, your eyes flicking downward. While he certainly was a tease and a scoundrel... he definitely had the cock to match that attitude. You breathe deeply in and out as Sanemi gets himself into position, trying to spread your legs as widely as you could muster.

Sanemi's shoulders come up under both of you legs, hiking them towards your chest. You panic slightly, the position making you flush from embarrassment... but with the look he was giving you, how could you turn down a mating press?

When Sanemi finally enters you, your head lolls back, amazed by the warmth and stretch that felt down below. He makes sure to restrain himself, but even without his full member, you were already feeling fuller.

It wasn't until Sanemi buried himself to the hilt that the both of you exhaled shakily. You noticed that Sanemi's teeth were grit, brows furrowed from holding back. You smile meekly up to him, reaching out to cup his cheek after a few tense moments of stillness.

"...'Nemi...," you coo, his gaze snapping back to your eyes," It's okay. You can move."

And move he did!

Much like the kiss, his pace took you completely by surprise, your arms falling limp again. All you could do was gasp and cry out, his thrusts leaving little else for you to do but take it.

While you knew that this could hurt, especially if you aren't careful... this felt like nothing but pure ecstacy. Your eyes flicker about your peer: his glistening abdomen, and how his muscles rippled with every thrust. The sweat running down his toned, shredded body... Furthermore, how even the muscles in his neck were at work, making sure he was breathing deeply ans properly. Hold habits never die, in battle or in the bedroom...

You feel a hand come up to grab one of your bouncing breasts. Sanemi was squeezing it hastily, before tweaking and pinching your pert nipple. You cry out again, as the stimulation from both your chest and cunt were syncing up. You were mere moments from babbling, the feeling of pleasure building in your core was almost overwhelming you.

This wasn't a small crush. This may have been even more than just lust... this was a feeling that you hoped you'd never lose the memory of.

You whined as Sanemi hammered away at your sex, the angle he struck changing until he finally found the spot that made you squeal.

Your hand races up to cover your mouth, fearful that someone could hear, before it's slapped away. Instead, Sanemi shoves two large fingers into your mouth, grinning like a maniac.

"Th-The only one-- Hah! --that's shutting you up... who CAN shut you up-- rrgghh-- is ME, dammit!"

The tone and delivery has you quaking under Sanemi, your scream of bliss muffled by your partner's fingers. As if to show him what you could do, you begin to lick and suckle on his fingers. You swore you saw his eyelids flutter as he moaned. Oh NOW you're teasing him, he thought.

His pace picks up, the sound of skin slapping skin becoming amplified.

"Y'gonna cum, aren't you??? Gonna come undone because of this cock, huh?!" Sanemi spits, lust and venom dripping from his words. You couldn't even nod as you ground your hips back to meet his thrusts, a particularly wanton moan escaping you. You clamp down around him as he keeps thrusting away.

You made up your mind: If you were going to cum, he was going to, too.

Sanemi curses, his tough-guy facade cracking, as his thrusts become sloppier in your tight hole.

"Sh-Shit-- fuck!! You little--!!!"

You're grinning, still slurping and milking his fingers as if they were his cock. Sanemi's tongue practically dangles out of his mouth, as a mantra of curses and groans leaves him.

He hasn't said your name yet. But when he does, his hand leaves your mouth and latches onto your breast, as if bracing himself.

Your freed mouth is relishing the moment, whimpering and moaning as you feel yourself getting so close to the edge.

"-Nemi! Nemi~" you cry out," Pl-Please--! Ughhn, please!!"

Sanemi's eyes slam open, his resolve almost gone," Gonna-- fuck, I'm gonna-- ugh, you little shit--!"

Right as you spill over the edge, Sanemi pulls out hastily. His hips grind against your thigh before you feel his hot seed coating them in thick ropes. He can't be getting his fellow Hashira pregnant... YET.

You can't tease him about this, as Sanemi's fingers fly back inside your cunt to milk your orgasm for all its worth.

Your hands fly up to push him away, or to make him slow down, but his pursuit of your inner, velvety walls is relentless. You feel tears bubbling up in your eyes, before Sanemi stills his fingers inside you.

He's panting from exhaustion, his head falling against your shoulder," M'bad... ahhn... my bad..." he apologizes, kissing your neck sweetly as he's coming down from his own high. He noticed the overstimulation he was causing you, and had the sense to ease up on you.

You smile weakly, your hands coming up to pat his back," It's-- nnnghh... it's okay, Nemi... I had-- a LOT of fun..."

You hear Sanemi laugh, kissing your neck again before pulling his fingers out of you. You hiss at the emptiness, the soreness starting to settle into your thighs and abdomen. You had climaxed pretty hard just now...

Sanemi, to top things off, wantonly licks his fingers clean, before pressing a kiss to your forehead.

"I dont... haha... I have NO idea where this is gonna go..." Sanemi admits, grinning blissfully," W-We're... both super busy... and throwing ourselves at danger... but..."

Sanemi leans his forehead against yours, as you bring your hands up to cup his face.

"But Y/N... I think I like where this is going so far...," Sanemi chuckles, the sultry tone in his voice dulling down to a more lighthearted, tender tone.

You practically giggle, pressing your lips to his again, as you close your eyes," M-Me too... me too. Who knew there was this much to laundry day?" You joked, making Sanemi snort.

He sits up, grinning as he notices your current underwear looped around your right ankle," Speaking of which..."

He stands up momentarily, going to fetch something before throwing it at your stomach.

"...you can have these back, I guess," Sanemi says sarcastically. You look to see the underwear he stole is on your chest.

He twirls your most recently stolen pair around his finger, before grinning," But these...? These are mine, now."

You whine, shoving your used underwear off of you," And what should I wear to dinner, then?!," you retort, your face warm from embarrassment.

"Well... if you don't have anything left clean for now... go commando," Sanemi offers, a grin returning to his face," It'll make what we do later easier without them anyway."

Your face explodes with a deep crimson as Sanemi actually laughs, lightly kicking your leg.

"I'm kidding, Im kidding... mostly."

You roll your eyes, sitting up," If we do ANYTHING later... you owe me for taking my underwear!" You quip, standing up shakily. Sanemi goes to steady you, a kiss pressed to your cheek.

"Oh don't worry... I'll definitely make it worth your while."

And yet again, your mind is flooded with possibilities, as the two of you figure out how to make yourselves presentable again.

This was probably the most productive Hashira meeting you've had in a LONG time... and hopefully, it won't be your last.

#demon slayer x y/n #demon slayer x reader #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #kimetsu no yaiba x y/n #sanemi shinazugawa x reader #sanemi shinazugawa x y/n #kny fanfic #demon slayer fanfic #demon slayer imagines #kny imagines #f!reader

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flametrashiraarchive · 10 months

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oooh I have a request!! 🙋🏼‍♀️ maybe some headcannons about how kimetsu au nemi would handle a student with dyscalculia who's really trying but is struggling? would he be soft? exasperated? annoyed? I have the biggest crush on this loser but I also have dyscalculia and I fear he would hate me asdfghfifkdlslskdhsj lmao

Hey there! I have big feelings for prof. Sanemi AND math makes me feel like my brain is full of cotton wool and I want to throw up so I'm with you 100% on this. I'm gonna do this one as bullet points because that feels mathematical (is it? Idk.)

Also, I'm doing this as if you're an adult student attending math classes after work to try to overcome your dyscalculia.

I hope this is okay!

Cw for language (c'mon it's Sanemi)

Professor Sanemi

The first time you freeze up when trying to solve a fairly basic math problem, Professor Sanemi's eye twitches and he bares his teeth.

He's frustrated.

Is this some kind of joke to you?

It isn't a joke, it's math!

But once it becomes apparent you're not doing it because you're lazy or goofing off, the focus of his frustration is himself.

How the hell are you not getting this??

He should be able to teach you this.

But no matter what he does, it doesn't seem to go in.

Math is logical. It's universal. Why aren't you getting it?

God fucking dammit.

He leans over you, one hand braced on your desk while he explains the problem again.

Holy shit he smells good.

Even without the dyscalculia, it's hard to concentrate when he's leaning over you like this.

Sir, crush my head between your boobs.

"Are you listening? PEMDAS!!!"

No matter how he explains it it just doesn't work.

When you explain you have dyscalculia to him he just stares and then walks away.

He doesn't speak to you for the rest of the class.

Avoids eye contact and everything.

He goes home after class, so damn frustrated

and spends the night researching teaching techniques for students with dyscalculia.

Gets ohagi all over his laptop

You are getting through this goddamn course if he has to kick your ass every goddamn step of the way.

The next lesson he doesn't make you answer in front of the other students.

He stands behind you as he watches you go through the worksheet he made for you.

It has little illustrations and diagrams and everything.

He drew them himself.

You won't see it, but he smiles when he sees you actually get one right.

#kimetsu sanemi #kimetsu academy #sanemi headcanons #professor sanemi #sanemi shinaguzawa #professor Shinazugawa #kimetsu no yaiba sanemi

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meowzfordayz · 4 months

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THIRST TIME WITH V pt2

(Note: I love people that self ship and you’ve inspired this. I also don’t know if you prefer Modern AU or Canon Time-Line so we will do both. I will also be assuming that you or your followers are an anime only bunch so you won’t have to worry about spoilers. Thank you for indulging me so much!)

Sanemi Shinazugawa Headcanons

This man is so THOUGHTFUL! Random (and i mean you will never see them coming) acts of servitude, gifts, and he will NEVER forget a date that is important to you. If he ever did he’d kill himself with guilt. Everyone close to him can see how half of his attitude is faked for his comfort, but only you get to see how thick of a mask that attitude really is.

He vastly underestimates how capable you are, even after falling in love. This is frustrating and becomes the biggest catalyst to most of your fights.

You’ve asked to put creams on his scars before and he was quick to refuse. He doesn't need them fading. Doesn't want the reminders of his weakness to ever leave the forefront of his mind. He’s afraid that if he gives into something so mundanely intimate he will become too soft, too comfortable in a quiet existence, to protect you when you most need it.

Late Night rooftop conversations that get so deep and personal you wonder if it’s even the same Hashira you are talking to by the end of it.

You’ve dressed up his crow once or twice and when he found out he got very huffy. You don’t do it anymore out of respect but he secretly wishes you would. He loves to hear the sounds you make when you coo over something you find adorable.

After you two had officially gotten together (although you were unofficially dedicated to one another for a while due to his lack in range of communication and emotional vulnerability) he talked you into letting him take you somewhere. He was very cryptic about it all, but it was Sanemi your Nemi, you knew you would be safe. Long and sappy story short: It was a special spot high above the coast line where you could watch the sunrise together. He told you he often came here when he was feeling lonely and found that the first morning light reminded him of you.

Modern au

He legit had a heart attack when you first moved in together. You had spent the night in one another’s beds before but this was a brand new experience for him. He would never be more intimate with another being. You were it.

Grumbles incessantly when you invite friends over and hides himself in your shared room. He has no interest in being cordial or getting to know the people you hang out with. He will even do this occasionally when mutual friends like Shinobu.

You sleep with separate blankets now because of how much of a bed hog he can be. He complained about your blanket thievery ONCE and that was all it took for you to come back about how he’s a starfish and maybe the two of you should sleep in separate beds because of how uncomfortable it makes you. Needless to say, he does his best to not “starfish” anymore, but unfortunately he does toss and turn due to his regular night terrors. This is fine by you.

As if he wasn’t a neat freak already… Every few weeks he gets into a weird cleaning mood where he almost turns into a drill sargent with how he involuntarily enlists you into deeply sanitizing your shared living space. He’s given no explanation for this; the house is already clean by most people's standards.

Doesn't like the smell of american sweet or dill pickles.

I know you said that you would push the cart at the grocery, but honestly I think you would come home to find everything already purchased on the regular. Shopping with him is a treat. He says it’s because you push the cart too slow, but honestly it’s because he has the meals already planned out and you like to deviate from his list a little too liberally. You’ll see something and decide that’s what you want for dinner with no regard to your health and he will almost immediately give in to you. He’s tried playing the mean boyfriend and telling you no, but every time you give him those doe eyes… SO he doesn't go shopping with you anymore, for your own good.

Morning Voice. That’s all I got. You can use your imagination.

Hii V. ☺️ Your headcanons are AMAZING 😍, but not exactly a writing prompt/thirst (?), so Imma just answer w/ my reactions (unless you hoped I would write something inspired by these headcanons ?? 😅 in that case, just lmk !!).

P.S. Nvm. I wrote a lil drabble: "morning voice". 😏 CW: 18+NSFW, explicit language, Fem!Reader

Love me a thoughtful man, and Sanemi's def more observant and sweet than meets the eye. 🥺

I LOVE THIS HC SO MUCH !!!!! 😖 Could absolutely see myself getting frustrated/upset due to his lack of trust (at least, that's what constantly being underestimated would eventually feel like to me), but I'm sure we'd slowly and surely communicate through it. 🙃

This made me EMOTIONAL. 😔

Idk whether this was intentional or not, but it reminded me of from dusk till dawn. 🌌

Lololol I generally don't enjoy dressing up animals, BUT this hc is so CUTE. 🤗

"and found that the first morning light reminded him of you" HELLOOO?!?!?! 😭😭😭💘

That first night feeling. 🥺🥰

Lol poor Shinobu (albeit she prob prefers it that way 😂). #grumpy guy

I am both Sanemi and Reader (bed hog AND blanket hog). 🤪 Night terrors detail reminded me of through thick and thin. 😔

I AM A NEAT FREAK. 😤 Ppl would be "scared" to visit us bc we're so high maintenance lmao.

Idk what American sweet is, but I don't like pickles either. 😆

THIS ONE. THIS ONE !!!!! 😌 Man knows me to a T. 😃 I'm a literal child when grocery shopping (altho my self control actually isn't too bad).

"Sanemi," you murmur, a drowsy, welcoming noise to his pink, sunlit ears, "Saaanemi."

A muffled grumble is his only response, a heavy arm slinging over the dip of your side as you giggle quietly.

"Baaabe," you coo, happily snuggling into the comfort of his chest, wispy hairs caressing your cheek as you peer contentedly up at his stubbornly closed eyes, "It's almost noon."

Another grunt prompts louder giggling from you, playful breaths hitching when a calloused, decisive hand slips between your thighs, fingernails digging pointedly into your plush skin.

"Sanemi?" you squeal, legs pressing together, trapping his palm against the heat of your core, "Are you sleepy or horny?"

Your question comes out teasingly, clit tingling from the pressure and weight of his hand, a feathery whimper coaxed from your throat when he pulls at the cotton of your panties.

"What do you think?"

His voice is low and gravelly, a worn and porous pebble turning over and over and over again, gently tossed and glistening by the sea.

"Hm," you grin, feigning ignorance as he tugs at your panties, head disappearing under the covers as he follows them from your hips to your ankles, "Sleepy?"

Head emerging from his endeavor, Sanemi rolls his now opened eyes, lips ghosting across your face before settling on your mouth, kissing with firm, languid tenderness.

"You're stupid," he rasps, fingers dipping once more between your thighs, this time stroking your folds, swallowing hard at their sticky warmth, "Would I be seducing you if I was sleepy?"

Smirking, you willingly spread your legs, airy and baited as you muse, "Who says I'm being seduced?"

With a displeased growl, he lightly pinches your folds, gaze sharpening promisingly at the faint sound of slick squishing, tongue licking along your jaw as you whine softly.

"Your pussy certainly does," he remarks, blowing on the subtle, shiny trail of his ministrations as he continues licking down your neck, “And your tits.”

He punctuates his statement with a quick flick to your nipple, one thumb circling your clit with practiced ease while the other fondles your breast.

“And you?” you ask, breathless and putty in his embrace, back arching into his touch as your ass grinds backward into his groin, “Are you being seduced?”

Silently, he grabs your wrist, guiding your palm to his crotch, erection straining as your fingertips brush across the tip of his cock, precum leaking through the thin fabric of his briefs.

“Frankly,” he mutters, nearly choking when your hand wanders lower to carefully squeeze his balls, sliding a thick, warning finger into your fluttering cunt, moaning in tandem at the fullness, “I can’t wait to fuck you.”

#sanemi shinazugawa #shinazugawa sanemi #sanemi x reader #shinazugawa x reader #wind hashira #drabble #modern au #demon slayer smut #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer

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astrox · 9 months

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ᝰ ⊹ . · 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐃 / 𝟎𝟑

ᝰ ⊹ . · 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄

sorry for the late updates <3

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@sanemisfav

( previous chapter )

"Nemi!"

Awoken by the waft entering through the gap in his window, Sanemi felt an ache in his chest upon the revelation of past events and what lead him here. He had someone to protect. His brother, Genya. When their den had been discovered, Sanemi chose to run, leading the hunters away and saving Genya from death. Never in his life has Sanemi imagined himself abandoning his brother, but it's for his protection. Sanemi regrets his decision and how it almost cost him his life. Every night, it seems that Genya is haunting his dreams, reminding Sanemi that no matter what, he can't stay with his brother.

"Nemi, why did you leave me—" Genya's cries echo in Sanemi's head. For months on the run, he underestimated the hunters. They won't give up until he's dead and his head hanging on their wall like a trophy. His nose caught a whiff of magic, guiding him to your cottage and you, dressed in that awful bright red hood. He thought he was dreaming, thinking the blood loss made his head loopy. He thought wrong once he finally regained consciousness.

Dried eyes struggled to open at first. He unhurriedly blinked, the feeling of sleep and the ache of his muscles causing him to groan out of discomfort whilst his hands gripped the covers. Suddenly, a wave of relief washes over him once he stayed perfectly still and his eye stayed glued to the ceiling. Mental images of Genya flashed in his mind, specifically their last moments together.

"Genya," He spoke softly, a shaky hand rubbing his face. Slowly but carefully, he leans ups on his elbows and then his palms. However, he would regret moving an inch, causing his wound to flare, and painful sensations felt like needles piercing the same spot.

Sanemi moves the covers and lifts the shirt you put on him. He eyes his torso covered in clean bandages and pats the edge, where he wouldn't carelessly tear his stitches. Whoever tended to my injuries did a good job, he thought to himself.

Suddenly, Sanemi's wolf ears perked upon hearing footsteps entering the cottage. He hears a voice speaking childishly, calling out a name. His nose picked up a sweet scent of wildflowers and a wet dog. He assumed that's why the person was babbling gibberish.

"Who's a good girl, huh?" He heard a sweet voice.

"Does Winter want a treat? Good girl!"

After what felt like moments, the footsteps draw near and what Sanemi does was lie back down right as the bedroom door swings open. He pretends he had just opened his eyes and looks over the door. The sudden movement took aback you, eyes meeting momentarily, and you sighed in relief. Like in his visions, standing there is you, dressed in your hood. Struck by your curvaceous figure, Sanemi swallowed the hitch in his throat.

"Oh, you're awake," you mumbled, unsure of what to do next. Hesitantly, you took a step until the man before you rose, resting against the headboard. You held a hand in defence of yourself. "Don't worry, no harm will to you. You're safe her-"

The wolf ears on his head fluttering cut you off. You finish your sentence. "Here,"

Sanemi wrapped an arm around his side cautiously, his nose twitched and his eyes spots your ring. He senses no danger, nothing that could risk his life, yet he hides his wound. You know you don't pose a threat and you know he's ready to protect himself whenever he feels threatened. Luckily, you left your knife in the kitchen. To save yourself, you quickly come up with a solution.

"My name is Y/n, and this is my home. You sort of pounced on me when you were chased by some hunters and were hurt pretty bad." You explained calmly but slowly so that he was following along. "I let you inside before the hunters could track your scent and kill you. You've been in and out of consciousness a few times....but you probably can't remember that so-"

"Why-"

Your lips snap shut up tight, humming. "Huh?"

"Why are you helping me?" He asks, his voice dry.

"That's a brilliant question...I don't have a specific reason." You cleared your throat, thinking over your answer, and take a deep breath. "I guess my reason is that I care too much. I can't stand seeing others in pain, no matter who or what you are. It didn't feel right to let you run off when I could've done something to help."

"Huh?" The man cranes a brow, unsure of what to say. However, before he spoke up and questioned you about your intentions, your dog runs in and jumps up on the edge of his bed. Sanemi froze upon seeing the dog eye to eye, Winter had stepped on his leg and licked the tip of his nose. You piped up, stepping in closer to stop Winter from moving up any further and pounce the poor man.

"Ah, Winter, no!" You picked Winter and carried her out of the room. After you closed the door behind you quickly apologized. "Sorry about that,"

Silence is all you got right when an empty stomach growls. You looked down at Sanemi holding his stomach, embarrassed. You huffed out a laugh, opening the door with one hand. "I'll make you something to eat,"

With that, you leave Sanemi to his lonesome and prepare to make him stew with slices of bread on the side. Made of mostly meat and vegetables, you cooked enough for two people in the biggest pot you own. You quickly peeled potatoes with a knife, cutting carrots into little bite sizes. It takes you no more than an hour to finish cooking the food and as for the bread, you offered the slices you save for yourself instead of baking another loaf.

Plating the stew in a bowl, you set it on a tray and place the bread slices on a little saucer plate. You also gave him a cup of fresh water, you'd bring a jug later on in case he needed a little more to drink. Taking care to not trip over Winter as you tread down the hallway and open Sanemi's door with your foot. Still leaning against the headboard, you walked around his bed.

Sanemi kept an eye on the food, mouth watering at the meat swimming in the broth. You set the tray on the clear nightstand, smiling. "I hope you like beef stew, it was quick to make,"

Surprisingly, you watch sanemi reach out for the water and indulge in its contents. A few gulps later his cup is empty, and he gasped a breath. Covering your mouth to hold in a laugh, Sanemi slams the cup on the nightstand. That was your cue to leave and let him eat on his own.

Alone, Sanemi took the bowl into his hands, stirring the stew with the spoon sitting inside. He brings it close, inspecting and sniffing the stew in case it had been tampered with. He found nothing but meat and vegetables. At first, Sanemi mistook it as a trick—that your kindness was meant to throw him off, make him vulnerable.

He cautioned himself, taking a blistering swig of the broth. Eyes widening, he pulled his lips from the edge, his tongue licking a drop spilling over his bottom lip. Sanemi tried the meat next, then the vegetables. Everything is stuffed into his mouth despite the heat of the soup burning his mouth. He repeats the process with the bread, scoffing it down as if it were his last meal. Still alive by the time he devours the entire tray, Sanemi sits there bewildered and his belly full.

Huh?

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freyrmichokolatte · 11 months

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Rooftop Squad headcanons because they deserve the world (plus Alive!Oboro)

Shouta is the shortest while Oboro is the tallest (Shortzawa)

Oboro's fashion style is Art Hoe, Summer, and Vintage Pilot Aethetic. Hizashi's style is Neon and Daft punk while Shouta's is soft grunge or anything with sweaters, hoodies, and other baggy clothes. You already know Nemuri's, Tensei would dress up like those responsible smart rich dads

Other than cats, Oboro would also bring other small critters in his cloud like birds and puppies (He brought a ferret with him once, where did he find it? Only God knows)

Shouta and Tensei are the most responsible, thus claimed as "The parents" by the rest (despite their protest)

Shouta and Tensei are platonic soulmates and are in a queerplatonic relationship u can't tell me otherwise

Hizashi is a youtuber and twitch streamer, they all moved into a large apartment and the first time one of the squad accidentally interrupted his streams is when Shouta came back from patrol and went face first to the couch (Hizashi had to stream on the living room because his room hasn't been properly renovated yet)

Shouta has a younger sibling the same age as (baby) Tenya. He and Tensei would schedule playdates for them

Tensei likes fruit salads

All the boys carry a menstruation bag with them incase Nemuri got her period unexpectedly

Nemuri and Oboro likes to make crotched cat clothes and gived some of them to Shouta

Hizashi drinks Monster Energy

Shouta and Tensei are hardcore book nerds and would spend hours talking about Percy Jackson and Magisterium

They're all multilingual; they use this skill to talk shit about everyone and everything in front of people just to fuck with their heads and make them go mad

Oboro has a collection of crocs and limited additon crocs in a small special room

Hizashi has hard hearing so they all learned sign language for him

Shouta is clingy when either drunk or he didn't get any sleep for days. He'll cling onto the closest person he knows like a koala. This first happened when the boys finished their final periodical test on 3rd year and he clung into Hizashi like his life depends on it

^^^The class took some pictures for memories because that is a fucking rare sight right there

They have movie nights every Wednesday and make a pillow fortress for the fun (It was Nemuri's idea)

It's normal for Nemuri to be catcalled but a guy took it too far so Shouta smashed his head with a tray

^^^The guy got concusion and almost got expelled for catcalling. Shouta didn't got into detention because that fucker is good at acting

Oboro, Tensei, and Nemuri are theater kids

Shouta doesn't look like it, but he's the most hyperactive kid alive. Bro's so talented he did parkour at a young age and knows how to shoot a gun at 11

They call eachother nicknames :) Nemuri: Nemi, Uri Shouta: Shou, Shouchan (Courtesy of Oboro and Nemuri) Hizashi: Zashi Oboro: Boro, Obi (Courtesy of Shouta) Tensei: Sei

Shouta and Tensei bought 3 dog leash for the 3 hooligans. You don't fucking know what those three might do if the other two aren't there to supervise

Hizashi came up with a dumb idea that probably got them arrested and Tensei just said what the hell let's do it. Shouta during the scene: FUCKING TRAITOR-

Nemuri planned an after graduation party for the boys by giving them free tickets to Hawaii

Even as adults, they still cause trouble. But it's very minor now

Since Tensei is paralyzed from the waist to down, most of their hangouts would be at cafes and malls just so he wouldn't feel left out

#mha #bnha #aizawa shouta #shouta aizawa #shirakumo oboro #oboro shirakumo #yamada hizashi #hizashi yamada #kayama nemuri #nemuri yamada #iida tensei #tensei iida #mha headcanons #bnha headcannons #Rooftop Squad

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giggly-squiggily · 9 months

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H2D ARE REALLY OPEN?!?! (I'm just excited, am not yelling at you lol)

Okayyy so ever since S3 I've been craving something with genya shinazugawa and I was looking for the right person to ask and I believe that person would be you :3

Hm.. I dunno how to ask this as if it were a headcanon lol- so uh could you do sanemi helping genya go to sleep after like a nightmare? Or something like that- slight fluff if that's okay, if not that's perfectly fine! I headcanon this just cuz well, we all know sanemi loves his little brother and I feel like if he was in the mood he would actually be "nice?" to him??

Feel free to decline this request ofc <3

🐸 - anon

{Headcanons to Dabbles: CLOSED!}

YESH! (No worries excited/happy yelling is always welcome!) This got a bit more heavy then planned but eh- we're rolling with it! I hope you like it, Froggy! (And don't worry- I do have some Sanemi Genya tickly antics planned in the future if you were looking for that :3)

CW: Swearing, sick-fic (nothing graphic, just a fever), angst, Demon Slayer Swordsmith Village Spoilers.

“He has a fever- we want to monitor him overnight in case it gets worse. I know you don’t want to hear it but I figured I’d tell you while you’re here.”

Damn that Shinobu! Why’d she have to go and give him the Genya update? It was absolutely plotted- she knew once she said “Genya” and “Collapsed” in the same sentence he’d freak. He was originally going off to train with Tomioka, but now here he was- sitting by his sleeping, flushed brother with a bucket of cold water and rags.

Damn her and her direct attacks at his soft spots!

Damn Giyu for being so freaking understanding and wishing Genya better health!

Damn the small part of him that couldn’t walk away when his brother got sick…

“You freaking brat- who told you to overwork yourself like this?” Sanemi growled as he glared at his brother, expression softening some at the pinched look he wore. “Genya?”

“Mmm…n-no. No! Stay away…please…no, brother-!”

Sanemi felt his heart drop. Was Genya…dreaming of him?

“Please! Brother-brother! Don’t take him away! Please-” Genya was squirming in the sheets, fists shaking as they clutched the fabric knuckle white. He was sweating- definitely delirious. Tears pricked in the corners of his eyes as he weakly called out. “N-Nemi! Nemi, where are you?”

“Shhh, I’m right here. I’m right here.” Sanemi moved before he could think, closing the distance between him and Genya as he clutched his hand. “I’m right here…Nemi’s right here.”

“N-Nemi?” Tears leaked, racing down Genya’s face. “Ne-emi, I’m so-sorry!”

“I know.” Sanemi squeezed his hand tighter.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry- I c-couldn’t..I couldn’t s-save you…”

“You did. I’m right here. I’m saved…You did good, kid.” Sanemi spoke, voice hoarse from the sudden lump in his throat. “Don’t worry…N-Nemi’s here.”

Genya took a few shaking breaths, eyes hidden by the wet rag across his brow. When he stopped moving and his breathing returned to a sleepy pace, Sanemi carefully replaced the rag with another, pressing the back of his hand against Genya’s cheek. It was cooler- still feverish, but better. Good- he’d be okay.

“You saved me more times than you realize, Genny. You’re one of the only reasons I haven’t rolled over and died yet.” Sanemi spoke, voice barely above a whisper as he brushed his brother’s hair back, the same way he did when they were kids. “So get better, and stop worrying so much, okay? I’ll…I’ll try to be better for you. I promise.”

The next morning, Genya woke up fever free and alone. Strangely enough, his chest felt just a tad lighter than before.

“Huh… think I dreamt of brother last night."

#headcanons to dabbles #dabble #demon slayer #shinazugawa brothers #sanemi shinaguzawa #genya shinazugawa #hurt/comfort #I tried to squeeze in fluff but the angst got me I'm so sorry #i hope you like it though!#demon slayer anime spoilers #demon slayer manga spoilers #tw: swearing #sick fic

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creative-kny-fics · 6 months

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Hi I'd like to request

Lee: Sanemi

Ler Mitsuri, Giyuu, Shinobu?

Feel free to decline this!

*evil laugh* well, I like tormenting Sanemi so yes! 🤣

Lee: Sanemi Shinazugawa

Ler: Mitsuri Kanroji, Shinobu Kocho and Giyuu Tomioka

'Repeat it! Repeat it Giyuu!', Shinobu chased Giyuu throughout his estate, something he had said that made Shinobu curious. 'Mitsuri-San! Please get off!'

'Huh?! Ohhh Giyuu-San!', Mitsuri hadn't heard him and did what a typical Mitsuri would do, giving him a hug. 'Mitsuri!! Let me go!!'

'Ehhh? Why Tomioka-San?! I'm giving you a hug!'

Mitsuri didn't understand, but her curiosity got the better of her and she continued asking until Shinobu arrived and laughed. 'Ohhh Giyuu~!'

'Ahhhh!! Mitsuri!!' 'Just repeat it! It is not so difficult!'

'Good! Nemi forgot our anniversary once!', both women gasped angrily. How dare Shinazugawa forget such an important date?!

Neither Mitsuri nor Shinobu wasted any time, they left Giyuu and ran as fast as their legs could carry them.

'Rengoku! Have you seen Sanemi?!'

'No! Excuse me Giyuu!'

'In fact, I saw Sanemi running from Mitsuri and Shinobu recently. They looked upset', oh no, Giyuu pulled his face and ran towards where Uzui had indicated.

That place was his estate, or rather, the estate he shared with Sanemi. He was afraid to enter, but he heard a loud knocking sound that forced him to enter.

'DAHAHAHAMN WOMEHEHEHEN!! WHY AHAHAREHEHE YOU TIHIHICKLIHIHING ME?!!'

'Why?! Do you have the nerve to ask?! We know what you did!', Sanemi was too confused, what of the many things he has done, do they know?. 'Girls! It's not that big of a deal! This is ridiculous!'

'Of course not Tomioka-san! He deserves these tickles for doing it!'

'SHIHIT!! GIHIHIYUU!! HEHEHELP!!', Shinobu frowned and asked Mitsuri to hold Sanemi's arms above his head.

Mitsuri did so, trying not to use too much force so as not to hurt Sanemi. 'Oh my God girls! Stop! That's too cruel!'

'STAHAHAP!! OH FUHUHUCK!!! I GIHIHIVEHEHEHE!!! I'M SOHOHORRY!!!'

'Do you even know what you did?!'

'WHAHAHAHAHAT DO I KNOHOHOHOW?! STAHAHAP THIHIHIS!! GIHIHIYUU PLEEHEHEASE HEHEHELP MEHEHE!!', Giyuu sighed and pulled his two friends away from Sanemi, even knowing that they would probably do the same to him as they did to Sanemi. 'Now girls! It's enough! Look at Sanemi! That was very cruel! Stop now! I've already forgiven him!'

'Ohhh and what do I care?! He has to-!! Mmmmmm!!!'

'Kyaaa! Forgive us! Let's go! Let's go Kocho!!' , Mitsuri's face was red with embarrassment and she ran out carrying Shinobu, who was kicking and threatening from a distance.

Giyuu sighed and looked at Sanemi and laughed. It was the first time I saw his face so red from some tickling and his hair so disheveled from squirming so much.

'Oww, forgive me for taking so long to get into it. I thought they would listen to me...'

'N-no problem...', Giyuu smiled and kissed Sanemi's neck lovingly, smiling when Sanemi began to laugh weakly. 'Cohohome ohohon! Yohohou tohoho?!'

'Hahaha sorry sorry!', Giyuu let Sanemi rest on his chest while he hugged him and stroked his hair. 'I love you Nemi~' 'Me too Giyuu'

#demon slayer tickling #demon slayer tickle #contains sanegiyuu #lee!sanemi #ler!giyuu #ler!shinobu #ler!mitsuri #shinomitsugiyuu friendship

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rengokuswif3 · 2 years

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My friends had talked with each other and bought tickets for each other to one anime convention that is now sold out and then asked in group chat that did everyone get the tickets, but no one had bought a ticket for me or reminded me at all like they had did with literally everyone else in our friendgroup and i feel left out and sad….

So….

May i request how the hashira would react to their girlfriend being sad because their friends ignoring/ neglecting her 🥲

I’d feel grateful, but you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.

A/N: I felt this one on a personal level, that kind of stuff has happened to me before with an old friend group, I am so sorry it’s happening to you, it’s a sucky feeling being left out but I hope this helps at all! ❤️ I didn’t do all of them cause it was getting a little repetitive, so I hope I at least did your favorites!

Would immediately tell you to get new friends and that they suck, like he genuinely thinks they’re not good friends and you should ditch them like they ditched you

But then he sees how upset you are and decided to bother you about that later, for now he’ll spend the whole day with you doing whatever you want to try and make you feel better

“You don’t have to do this, Nemi-“

“I’m your boyfriend, I can’t take you out on a date?”

Makes excuses and pretends he doesn’t care as much as he does but you know him by now that he does care deeply about you, and doesn’t want you to feel lonely

When he sees that you’re feeling down and upset, he’s very concerned as to why. He tries to make you as happy as he can, did he do something wrong?

But when you tell him you just feel really lonely and left out by your friends, he encourages you to talk to them about it, and if they listen and change their ways that they’re real friends

But to lift your spirits as of now, he’ll take you out on a lunch date to your favorite restaurant

“NOTHING CURES AN ACHING HEART BETTER THAN GOOD FOOD!”

You gotta admit though, hearing him shout ‘TASTY’ does give you serotonin and you end up feeling a bit better after the date

“Would you like me to teach them a lesson?” She says in her oh so cheery voice

“Nobu, don’t you dare-“

“I’m only trying to help!”

Seriously though, she’s really angry at your friends for making you feel like this, and she wants to fix it as soon as possible. Would probably hunt them down and sweetly threaten them in her own way

And to comfort you she tries to distract you from the issue, asking you to help her in the Butterfly Mansion and help the butterfly girls with their chores, which does cheer you up since you love the girls and spending time with Shinobu, even if it’s just organizing medical supplies

He honestly doesn’t notice that you’re down at first, he has a hard time with social cues and stuff like that, so you’d probably have to bring it up first

“Sorry Mui, but I don’t really feel like training right now.”

“Why not?”

“It’s…my friends.”

Once you tell him what happened, he insists that training will 1. Help you channel your emotions and get them out and 2. Will help clear your mind and take it off the unfortunate event

He really does try to cheer you up, he just doesn’t know how yet

“Well, that’s not very flamboyant of them! Don’t worry, they’ll realize it’s their loss.”

Has his wives distract you while he restrains himself from going and talking to them. He doesn’t want to intervene, and make you think they’re only hanging out with you because your scary boyfriend demanded it, but definitely encourages you to stand up for yourself

But in the meantime, he’s telling Makio about it while you’re baking with Suma and Hina, and when you laugh when Suma gets flour all over herself, he smiles cause at least you’re not thinking about those sucky friends

NO SHE WOULD PROBABLY START CRYING CAUSE SHE DOESNT WANT YOU TO FEEL BAD

Like, she’s the Love Hashira, that’s not love! Why would your friends do that??

Would cuddle you to death, and wouldn’t let go until you felt as loved as she loves you. Expect lots of kisses throughout the day, more compliments, things of that nature

She just wants to make up for the loss of attention from your friends, so you are her main focus throughout the day (not that you aren’t all the time, but she’s doubly focused today)

#demon slayer #demon slayer x reader #kny #the hashira #sanemi shinazugawa x reader #kyojuro rengoku x reader #mitsuri kanroji x reader #tengen uzui x reader #shinobu kocho x reader #muichiro tokito x reader

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nemiisnemisis · 1 month

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lil leona ramble, dont pay attention to me~

OK SO-

i literally both love and hate this man sm

like for one, yes i love how much of an asshole he is bc he makes up for it in terms of "im totally NOT a tsundere big brother/uncle trope" and i just go soft

but on the other hand, HOLY FUCKING SHIT I WOULD ACTIVELY AVOID HIM IRL BC HE IS IN ALL DEFINITIONS: A SUPER SENIOR.

would actively talk shit ab him too bc its funny, but then i would get my ass handed to me by him (i wouldnt mind-)

anyways

ughghfj lemme just go feral for him pls, im begging.

he has actually taken over my life and idk if thats a good or bad thing (its a good thing bc cuddling my leona nesoberi is actually the sole reason i can fall asleep)

^ the leona sleepy powers gets shared wif meeee

yea.

i also feel so much cuteness aggression towards him

like i wanna bite him (affectionately and only temporary bite marks bc we dont condone hurting ppl we love)

i wanna shred him to pieces like a dog violently shaking the chew toy (figuratively bc once again, actually hurting ppl you love and care for is bad.) (yes this is throwing shade at THAT shithead)

auehhrhr ok im going to have to type the last part quick bc i will get too flustered (nemi is weak to affection so-)

i wanna just hold his hands and like give little kisses to his face bc he deserves all the love and affirmation in the world that he matters to me, and to everyone even though he doesnt belive in any of it.

i also want to just hug him and tell him that yes his brother is shit but also please do communicate bc miscommunication causes 90% of all problems and even if things are still very rocky with his family, it's still worth a shot bc ik he secretly cares for them.

erruhththht ok gushy part over.

why is he so ethereal, pretty and also masculine at the same time?? LIKE HELLO?? SHARE WITH ME. (nemi also has gender envy)

I wanna kick him in the nuts to see his reaction :3

#the fucking duality of how nemi shows affection: love & descriptive violence #ramblings about a certain lion #live laugh leona #wish leona can shred me to pieces like he eats meat #i also wish he can use kings roar on me bc i too want to turn to sand/dust and be something hes touched #twisted wonderland #twistedwonderland #twst #leona kingscholar #leona #twst leona #nemi rambles #nemi simps for leona (again)

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cementisgud · 11 months

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Ranking all the Evillious Arcs since I’ve been in the fandom for some months now. POSSIBLE SPOILERS AHEAD FOR NEWBIES!! 1. Sloth Arc. Margarita is my favorite and has been my favorite since I first joined the fandom. I really love the story too and how the novel is organized. 2. Grath arc (Greed and Wrath) Emotional as fuck, brought me to many tears. I’m a proud Nemi kinnie. I feel bad for Gallerian too. I guess I could also relate to Michelle because I did almost drown once. Gallerian is also my second favorite. 3. Envy Arc. Mainly because my mom likes Kayo Sudou.. I haven’t read the novel so I only know a bit of what’s going on.. NO SPOILERS! 4. Pride Arc. I could relate to Riliane a lot. If me and my sister are Rin and Len then we could be Rilli and Allen. (the amount of jokes that i made to my sister about her having a severed head....) 5. Gluttony Arc. Honor and praise our lord conchita because she is a girlboss. 6. Lust Arc. I feel bad for Venomania but HE MADE ME SO PISSED WHEN LOLAN EVE DIED. 7. OSS. No comment, no opinion, but not a bad thing. Honorable mentions? Theater Arc. EXPLAIN TO ME MY FATHER!!! THIS IS THE CORRRECT CHOICE ISNT IT???? Thank you for my ted talk.

#mera talks about ec evillious chronicles evillious

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meowzfordayz · 1 year

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For your milestone 15.0k drabbles event I'd be soooo happy to request i love you + sanemi! Unexpected. You totally didn't see it coming. I know. Hope you have lots of fun and congrats on your well deserved milestone 💕💕💕

MILESTONE 15.0

V! 🤗 Tyvm for participating in my event (and giving me another opportunity to write for Nemi 😉)! 🤍 Hope your 🌹 day went alright. 🥰

Song Inspo: Bonfire Heart by James Blunt

CW: explicit language, implied alcohol, mild sexual content

After a day, what will you think?

The softness in your eyes makes Sanemi balk inwardly—Maybe I should've buttoned more of my shirt?—creeping tendrils of intrigue and pity spilling from your stare; wrapping around his wrists, along his arms, caressing the scars across his chest and torso; your mouth opening then closing then opening again.

"What?" he snaps, stalking toward you, "You are [y/n], right?"

Fucking blind dates as he struggles with the buttons of his shirt; Fuck Tengen and his wives the closer he gets, buttons still uncooperative; Fuck Obanai and his worrying watching warmth fill your cheeks; Fuck their colluding wondering how on earth they thought you'd be a match for him.

"You know, I was warned you'd be underdressed," you finally remark, faint humor and light awkwardness in your tone, "No need to make yourself uncomfortable.

They got a warning? he nearly snarls, promptly giving up on the buttons Why didn't I get a warning that they'd be severely overdressed?

"But you look nice," you offer a small smile, holding out your hand, "[y/n]," compliment tumbling from your mouth before you can stop it, "And you smell good."

I smell good?! his glare sharpens, rough hand practically smacking yours as he grips your fingers, "Shinazugawa Sanemi. I'm hungry."

Your skin feels... polite. Kind. For a fleeting moment, he imagines your fingertips cool and gentle against the tautness of his back.

"And, uh," swallowing thickly, avoiding your gaze, "You look nice too," sighing loudly, "Nicer than me."

After a week, how will you feel?

"No way, a second date?!" Obanai exclaims, enthusiastically punching Sanemi's shoulder.

"I'm offended," Sanemi scowls, fixated on his phone, scrolling diligently for the perfect gif.

"And I'm surprised," Obanai retorts, snatching Sanemi's phone with a sly grin, "What's occupying you, buddy?" grin widening when he realizes exactly who Sanemi's texting.

"Fuck off," Sanemi groans, not even bothering to wrestle for his phone.

"How long have you been searching for cute cat gif?" Obanai cackles gleefully.

"Fuck. Off."

"Dinner and drinks on me tonight!"

"The fuck?"

"Tengen thought you wouldn't survive five minutes. I thought you'd fall head over heels."

"Head over heels?"

"Dude, you are the world's driest texter, and suddenly you're interested in cute. Cat. Gifs?"

"Whatever," Sanemi mutters, resisting the urge to toss Obanai through the wall, "You're driving," and I'm getting wasted.

After a month, what will you want?

"Nemi," you murmur, carefully poking his bicep, "Did you hear me?"

Oh I fucking heard you.

"Are..." you inhale deeply, thumbs stroking smoothly over his calloused palms, "Are we dating?"

What else would we be?

"Like, is this casual? Are we official? Monogamous? What..." trailing off as his breath catches, "... what are we?"

Blunt as ever, he grits out, "What do you want?"

"I want to date you, officially, nobody else involved," your wry smile seeping through his stiffness, "But you seem, upset?"

Shit he blinks Maybe Tengen had a point exhaling lowly I'm hopeless.

"I'M NOT UPSET!"

"But you're yelling?" your eyebrows furrowed.

"BECAUSE I LIKE YOU!"

Oops Sanemi blushes, embarrassment promptly melting as your arms fling around his neck, forehead knocking into his Oof, your joy so radiant he has to consciously stop himself from shying away The hell is this?

"I like you!" you squeal, lips squishy and determined as you kiss him once, twice, until he's noticeably red, "You're so fucking dumb," biting playfully at the tip of his nose, "And I really like you."

After a year, why will you stay?

"Sanemi?"

"Hm?"

"Do you still like me?"

"Babe," deadpan, "I love you."

"Buuut you still like me too?"

"More than anything."

#milestone event #15.0 #sanemi shinazugawa #shinazugawa sanemi #sanemi x reader #shinazugawa x reader #wind hashira #drabble #modern au #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer

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