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my evil chalice came in but its so fucking small. goddamnit. they're going to make fun of me at the wizards circle tonight
Could you do a Yandere Alpha Kyojuro Rengoku X Omega Reader? Maybe he could save her from getting assaulted and then claims her for himself type of thing? A breading kink and smut scene would be nice…Anyway thank you for all you do and no pressure at all to do this one! Have a nice day!
An Omega as Demon Slayer? Unheard of! While watching you, Kyojuro catches you getting into Heat and being assaulted by some Alphas so he comes to your rescue.
You're thankful, but obviously in Heat, Kyojuro decides to use the situation to his advantage and pleasure both you and him, but in the end, his feelings and obsession get the better of him.
WARNINGS: Omegaverse, Female Reader, Omega Reader, Yandere Kyojuro, Alpha Kyojuro, Attempted Assault, Kyojuro Saves Readere, SMUT, Breeding Kink, Manipulation, Stalking
PART 1 - PART 2
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fuck it, i never ever do those “reblog for X, this one really works!” posts, but this one doesn’t have any of that BS, this is just straight up wishing us good things; and then the comment doesn’t even say any of that either. Zero claims on this post, all positive vibes
May you end this week feeling ever more certain of a future you’ll love
May you end this week feeling ever more certain of a future you’ll love
Folks, friends, y’all…. esk*mo is a slur. I understand a lot of people don’t know that, I don’t want to be a dick about it, but I’ve been seeing it in fics. Wanna write “esk*mo kisses”? Just say “nuzzled noses” or something.
I’m not here to call anybody out, it’s been in multiple fics, I’m not vague posting. This is just a psa. 👍🏻
If you could help me spread awareness about this by reblogging, I’d really appreciate it.
I’ve had this post on insta saved for sometime ❤️
[Text Description: “Hey! Reminder: Eskimo is a slur. It means ‘snow eaters’ in Cree and is a slur against Inuit . Also don’t use ‘Eskimo kisses’. It’s called Kunik. It is a greeting mostly used for family… Kunik was how I’d greet my mom and grandmother as a small child.” /TD]
Rebloging for the awareness and especially for the alternative words
And so people who are just learning this now know the proper usage: “Inuit” is plural. The singular is “Inuk”, as in “he is an Inuk”
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Part 4/4. Finally part! Pls tell me how yall felt about this mini series if you don't mind♡ I mainly did it to test my writing skills and write more then what I usually do kekekeke♡
Warnings: Fem!reader, harpy reader, Shy reader, Urogi is said to be a male harpy in this bc i said so, soft dom Urogi, some fluff, mating, mating press, breeding kink, oral (reader receiving), tentacle play, demons in heat, cluckolding, knotting, she/her Pronouns for fem muzan!
The timing couldn't have been worse for Urogi, but it was more planned than he expected. Urogi had been summoned to the infinity castle by Nakimes biwa. He knew his arrival here alone could have been dangerous. "Am i in trouble?" was the first thing on his mind, but he was wrong, very far off from what he was thinking.
Urogi wasn't expecting to be teleported by Nakime's biwa at Muzan's bedroom door with the door completely open. Your eyes were shut tight and completely lost in the pleasure from Muzan's tounge pleasuring your clit. Urogi didn't say a word just yet. His lips curled into a smirk and wanted to take in the veiw of you moaning uncontrollably and your hips grinding your wet pussy on Muzan's lips.
Urogi loved the way you desperately trying to cum on Muzan's tounge and even chuckled lightly knowing Muzan likes to tease her partners for hours before doing anything. This wasn't Urogi's first time seeing Muzan do something like this, but it was still odd how he's the only one summoned and not the others nor his fellow clones.
You finally came to your senses and lifted your head up with a soft moan. Your eyes opened just slightly, and you saw a blurry figure in front of you. You blinked twice to clear away the water that was filling your waterline and open your eyes wider to make out the figure. You gasped once you realized it's a male demon at the door.
"You summoned me, my Lord?" Urogi stood straight and tried to hide his smirk from the site. "L-lord Muzan! You didn't tell me he'd arrive like this!" Your voice quivered, and you start to lift your hips to get off Muzan's face. Hearing your words made Urogi raise his eyebrow in curiosity, this visit was planned for just him, and seeing a pretty demon similar to him made his visit more interesting.
"Fine. Get off, I'm feeling nice today," Muzan said and licked your juices off her lips. You quickly jumped to the corner of the bed, tucked your claws and feet in, and then used your wings to hide your exposed body from Urogi, including your face. "Why so shy all of a sudden? Your body and face are so beautiful." Muzan chuckles and sat up to reach over and touch your soft feather.
"Do you know why I summoned you?" Muzan asked as she turned her head towards Urogi. "I do not. I'm happy I didn't know since I'm surprised with this delightful sight," Urogi said and sticks his tongue out. Your eyes peep from your wings, and you look at his tounge, "joy" was written on it, but you remained silent to hear their conversation.
Urogi's eyes shifted to look at you and then give you a flirtatious wink. He chuckled softly when he saw you hide your face again and then went back to hear Muzan's words. "It's mating season, yes? And you haven't found a mate, so I can tell," Muzan said.
"That's correct.. Lord Muzan" Urogi's smile started to form into a frown. It's true, he didn't have a mate, and it was driving him crazy since it was also mating season, but the last thing he needed was to be called out for it. Although Urogi is part bird, he's still a demon, and a demon can sense when another is in heat.
"I have a generous offer for you, Urogi," Muzan said and got off the bed. "An offer? Me!? How exciting, What is this offer, my Lord?" Urogi said, practically dying to know yet already having an idea what it is. "Lucky for you, y/n doesn't have a mate," Muzan said only for Urogi to he more confused. "I don't follow. Aren't you y/n's mate?" Urogi asked.
"I suppose. However, I believe a demon more like y/n is needed during this time. Wouldn't you say Urogi?" Muzan asked. Urogi gulps, "i agree, my lord," he said and let's his eyes wonder off back to you to see you're still hiding yourself. "Forgive me for speaking out of turn, but i do not think y/n wants me as her mate," Urogi said and even sounding bummed out.
"Y/n is a shy demon. Even when I first had my time with her, it took some patients," Muzan said and walked over to the small couch in the bedroom and took a seat. "Make sure to satisfy y/n correctly. I will not tolerate any failure" Muzan said and bites her lip, getting eager to see you get fucked by a demon of your kind. "You bet I won't, my Lord," Urogi laughed and shut the door behind him so no one could walk in on the fun and ruin it.
"Lord Muzan... you aren't going to join?" You asked softly with your brows rasied in worry. Muzan begins to lay on the couch sideways and rest her cheek on her hand. "I will not. I'm simply here to observe and enjoy seeing how mating works with two demons of the same kind," Muzan said with a smirk on her face.
Urogi is known to be very wild and straight to the point with almost anything. He knew that this time he had to take it slow to come at you with the right approach. "Can I sit next to you?" Urogi asked, still standing at the door. Your wings lowered down enough to look at Urogi. He was much calmer and and even turning his cock smirk into a welcoming one.
"Yes, of course," you said and watched Urogi jump from doorway and onto the bed next to you. Your eyes widened when the entire bed jumped, and you did your best to stay still so you wouldn't fall off. "Don't look so frightened. Walking with feet like this is hard. You must know that!" Urogi laughed and crossed his legs and had his claws in his lap.
Urogi's head tilted to the side as his pretty golden eyes met yours and tried to get a better look at your face. You felt more comfortable with Urogi and decided to lower your wings away from your face. "Wow. You are beautiful, aren't you?" Urogi grins, and his face almost becomes flushed from your beautiful. "Thank you, you're very handsome," you said with a smile.
"Of course i am." Urogi winks, which made Muzan roll his eyes. "I have never seen a bird demon like me before!" Urogi said and giggled in excitement. You raised your eye brow in confusion and let out a chuckle. "Bird demon? I am called a harpy demon. Usually, harpy's are female, but this is the first time I'm meeting a male harpy such as yourself." You said and watched as Urogi's pupils shrink in surprise.
"That's what we are!? No wonder my body is half human-like and half bird!" Urogi said with excitement but noticed right away at your small jump when he rasied his voice. Urogi cleared his throat and laughed. "I'm sorry. I always get excited and forget that not a lot of demons aren't as loud and energetic as me." Urogi said with a bright smile.
You felt completely comfortable with Urogi at this moment, especially from seeing his sweet smile and genuinely doing his best to make a good first impression to mate with you. "You're so sweet, Urogi," your wings start to move away from your body and then tucked back behind your back. "I like you, Urogi," you felt your face becoming hot after telling him that and hinting that you're ready to mate with him.
"I like you too," Urogi said and moved his claws from his lap and gently touched your claws as well. You let out a sensual sigh and held Urogi's claws back. Having Urogi this close your examing how much bigger his claws are compared to yours and how much bigger his body is compared to you.
Your thighs rubbed together in heat, wanting Urogi to take you so roughly but the words couldn't come out, you were too shy to admit it but all you could do is play with his claws just a little more and then laying down on your back. Urogi watched you lay back, and his olaced his claws on your knees. "Open up for me y/n" he said.
You opened your legs wide enough for a softly slush sound to be made once your wet pussy opened itself up for Urogi. "Don't stare..." you said and watched as Urogi's eyes stare at your wet pussy and his jaw dropping lightly, almost drooling "how could I not? You're pussy is so pretty and begging for me to fuck it" he said and kissed your knees, then making his way up to your neck.
Your breaths become shakey. Your body trembles when you feel every one of Urogi's kisses on your body. "Make sure to lick her nipples." Muzan added as she watches from the couch and rubs her pussy though her panties. Your head turned to the side, Wanting to tell Muzan to stop exposing your secrets, but you let out a surprised moan before you could.
Urogi tounge had already found its way to your hard nipple and licked it. "How could I not, my Lord?" Urogi said and cups your tits in his claws while giving them a squeeze and kissing your nipples with a smirk. "These nipples are too pretty to not be played with," Urogi hums as he gives each nipple a lick.
"U-Urogi!" You whined as your bottom lip curls into your mouth and your back arching from the feeling. "Dose his tongue feel good y/n?" Muzan asked with a flushed face as she watched you try to hide your pretty moans. You nod your head quickly while still biting your lip, whimpering and moaning softly.
Your claws grip onto Urogi's shoulder as he kept teasing your nipples with his tongue. "C'mon, look at me~" Urogi said and sucked on your nipple "unless you like that," he smirked and let his fang brush over your nipple and bit it softly. Your mouth opened up to let your moans out. "Urogi, Urogi, Urogi~" Your talons dig into his skin harder, and your hips begin to move in small circles. "M'gonna cum"
"Just from your nipples?" Urogi's smirk widens as he plays with your nipples between his talons. "Let me see, let me see you cream just from having your pretty nipples played with," Urogi said with a soft moan as his tongue started to flick on your nipples. Your sent of your arousal was already making Urogi drunk, especially with how much stronger it got once you've came from the nipple over stimulation.
Urogi watches you calm down from your orgasm and adjusts himself for his face to meet your head. You felt his warm, wet tongue give your neck a long lick, making your head lean back with your mouth hung open as you moaned. Muzan was fascinated and turned one knowing what Urogi was going to do next to you.
"Urogi~" you moaned from his soft, gentle kisses, but then you groaned in pleasure once you felt his fangs sink into your skin. He growls lowly, marking you to make sure you don't dare find another male to mate with instead of him. It gave you euphoria, knowing you have a female mate already and as well as a male mate that you belong too.
After a few seconds, Urogi released his fangs from your neck and licked your blood from his lip. "I'm ready to get to the fun part, whaddya say y/n? Ready for me to breed you~," Urogi asked as he begins to slip his pants down just enough to expose his hard cock.
"Yes~ yes, please," you begged and looked at his half exposed thick cock hang down between his legs. Just like Urogi, you could smell his arousal, and it was driving you crazy.
"No need to waste time. I've already prepared her pussy with my tounge." Muzan informed Urogi with a small smirk on her lips. "Lord Muzan.. Don't say that," Your head turned to the side as you looked at Muzan. "Keep your eyes above you, pretty bird." Muzan said. Urogi grabbed your chin with his claw to turn your yes back to him. "You're so cute. Even when you're being teased," He chuckles and rubbed his talon across your bottom lip.
You only hum with a slight pout and continue to poke at Urogi's claws with your talon. Urogi chuckles knowing what you want to do, so he frist pulls down his pants fully and kicks them off the bed. This was Urogi's first time locking talons with another demon, and it made him flustered. You saw and giggled softly, which casughed Urogi to giggle.
"You must feel grateful to do this," Muzan asked, and warxh, you both nod your heads. "I'm so greatful~" Urogi said and closes the gap and firs himself perfectly between your thighs and slides his thick vaney cock through your wet folds. Your hips grind upwards slowly as you feel his veins glide through your folds and his tip poking at your clit.
Urogi let's out a deep, shaking sigh as he lined his cock and slowly pushes his tip inside. You were so wet it made it easier for Urogi to slowly push his length in, groaning in pleasures as he feels your warm gummy walls suck him in. "Uro-mhm~ gi." Your back arches from the feeling of his cock coming inside, moaning as you felt every inch stretch you out.
"You feel so good~" Urogi said and pulled his hips back slowly, then slammed back as he fucks you slow to adjust to the size. "How does it feel y/n" Muzan asked as her fingers slip inside her panties and plays with her clit. "C'mon y/n" Urogi whispered as his hips snap harder, making your boobs bounce "haa~ tell Lord Muzan how good my cock feels inside you" he said.
"S'good!" You whimper out and your legs crossing around Urogi's hips. "I need to hear more." Muzan's eyes shut as she slips her clit faster, getting off to your sweat moans as your pussy gets pounded. "S'that?" You squealed as you slur your words as you felt a swollen bulg on Urogi's cock hit hole.
"That's my knot, pretty," Urogi laughed. For the moment, he let go of your claws to throw your legs over his shoulder. Urogi gose back to locking his talons with yours but now having an easier access to fuck his knot into your needy hole. "Urogi!!" You let out a pleasurable scream as you felt the knot inside your soaked hole. "Right there! Right there~" you looked at him as tears of pleasure roll down your face.
"Keep fucking her like that, Urogi~" Muzan moaned "She's close but let's make her enjoy this more" she said starts to send three of her tentacles your way. You let out another scream once you felt Muzan's tentacle touch your clit and moving it in circles like it was a tounge. The other two other tentacles start to squeeze and pull on your sensitive nipples.
"You're taking it so well, but I know you're ready to give out. C'mon, pretty girl, let go for me. Cum on my knot" Urogi moaned and let go of your claws to hold your waste as he fucks you harder and even making the bed shake.
"M'cumming!!" Your claws ripped into the bed sheets, and your hips rise in Urogi's grip as you squirt. You sob as your juices spray out, especially on his abdomen, and from Urogi continue to slam his hips brutally through your orgasm. Urogi needed to cum, he couldn't stop and his sweet moans turning into desperate growls as he fucks you senseless.
"Yes~ fuck yes" Urogi's breath quickens. "That's it. Keep squirting for me. I'm gonna cum so deep inside you~ I'm so close. Gonna fill you up until have you shaking~" Urogi's claws digging into your skin harder, piercing it and some blood falls onto his nails. Urogi makes a final thrust, slamming his hips to yours as his knot becomes undone and he cums, balls deep inside you.
Muzan bit her lip and cummed on her fingers after she saw your beautiful orgasm. Muzan cleaned off her fingers with a napkin and watches you and Urogi clam down from the Intense fucking. After two minutes, Urogi's know fully becomes undone, and he pulls out slowly. Muzan chuckles in satisfaction as she watches the thick load of cum leak out of you.
"How was your first mating y/n." Muzan asked, and Urogi looked just as eager to know the answer.
"So... fucking good~"
I was browsing AO3 and came across a fanfic with this ship. I don't regret reading it; it's the cutest thing ever. Love between two oldies
Muichiro and Senjuro talking about their parents
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KOSA 101
Let’s talk about this. This is something I haven’t seen a lot of in my end, and this new bill may be troubling to not just us as a whole, but content creators. So, this isn’t just exclusive to AO3 anymore. This can go as far as places like Wattpad, Quotev, DeviantArt, and here.
So, to put it bluntly, if you give a fuck, listen.
What is KOSA?
KOSA (Kids Online Safety Act,) is a bill within the United States that was initially created last year with the aim of protecting youth (considerably age 16 and under,) from viewing harmful content online. It has since been updated and reintroduced by Richard Blumenthal (D-CT) and Marsha Blackburn (R-TN.) Now, on surface level, it may seem like this has a good outlook, right? Not in the slightest. This bill, while it may not be passed yet rather introduced, may take an extreme to protect youth and monitor all. Yes, I said monitor.
Not only is NSFW content bound to be flagged, which may totally censor a lot of creators not just on this platform but others, a wider band that is under this new bill is LGBT+ content. According to Senator Blackburn of Tennessee, who is KOSA’s co-author, even education on race discrimination was viewed as “dangerous to kids,” and this soon branches out to race, gender, and sexuality discrimination. This also extends out to anxiety, depression, eating disorders, etc. The bill puts itself in the hands of State Attorney Generals in order for them to use tools of censorship against our rights and safety— not just for the youth, but for adults too, as we may face (giving an example,) hurdles trying to obtain things like legal documents.
How does KOSA work?
KOSA works by acting as a censor and self filter for the internet. By the hands of Attorney State Generals, they ultimately decide what is harmful to kids online. Though, this is a dual edged sword. This would also present the loss of access to information that a large sum of people may not deem dangerous. This again extends outward towards things like depression, substance abuse, etc— complex topics without a clear agreement on causes or solutions. This means that it could also filter, and possibly censor medical information, extending outward to trans medical care as well, which may lead on to silence the transgender community further. This is a very bad thing.
There would still be features like Age Verification, but it also filters legal speech. What I mean by “there will still be features,” to give an example, Tumblr has a tab in settings where you can add your birthday, which in turn verifies how old you are. Tiktok has this feature as well. About filtering legal speech, any kind of media or information that has to do with societal ills that is held on a platform, for example, Tumblr, will enable that platform to be held liable for holding that information. But… it may seem like I’m getting off topic, aren’t I?
So let’s swing back around…
KOSA has the ability to hurt creators on several different platforms. This gives the United States Government unlimited range of control over the internet.
This linktree has at least four different petitions open for you to take action against the bill, and to contact your congressmen and women. There’s also a discord server that’s dedicated to stopping KOSA from passing.
By doing this, you are spreading your voice. You are helping millions of people nationally— creators, artists, writers, everyone.
And finally, don’t just like this post. Reblog it— it helps it spread and gain exposure.
Let’s put an end to KOSA.
SenMui art I made for myself and my partner @belovedmuichiro to use as icons. The day ppl stop reposting art with "Credit to the artist!" is the day I stop watermarking things obsessively. Anyway, ship rambling under the cut.
I would do it again.
Starring: Kokushibo x f!reader; Yoriichi x f!reader (mentioned)
Warnings: nsfw, modern au, cheating, slight angst, pregnacy, breeding kink, unprotected sex, possessive behavior, alcohol, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, oral sex (Kokushibo receiving) morally grey reader, dom!kokushibo, sub!reader, revenge, implied reference to inferiority complex.
Plot: you were married to Yoriichi. You loved him, you really did, but your relationship grew colder as he had to spend months away from you for work. No calls, no texts, no chances to meet up somewhere. You were on your lowest when his brother, Kokushibo, showed up at your place. He told you he was going to stay for a while and that you would have not even noticed his presence around. However, loneliness and the twisted desire of taking a bite from the forbidden fruit brought you two together. Your secret, sinful affaire did not stop when Yoriichi returned. You got pregnant and you knew who the father was. Kokushibo left then, not forgetting about you and the child his brother would have claimed as his. He had taken his little satisfaction over him, he had you and your heart, no matter what.
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Three months. You had no idea of where he was. You knew right from the start it would have been hard, but you did not expect to spend your whole life without him. He did not call you even once a week. Nor texts, neither letters, nothing. Whenever he had to leave, it felt like you had never even married him. He always said it was necessary, claiming he did it because he wanted to keep you safe. At what cost, though? If it was not a bullet through your head, it was his absence killing you instead.
You missed him. You still loved him and, apparently, he did too. It was absurd how he could act as a loving husband around you and then turn into a cold-hearted man you barely recognized, as soon as drove off to the airport.
“Fuck it…” you muttered, downing the third shot of vodka you had poured yourself to forget about the broken heart in your chest. You could not do this anymore, you knew it. Your house was too big for you to live in it alone. You clutched the fabric of one of shirt in your hands, sinking your nose into it in search for any trace of his existence. The creased item still smelled strongly of his favorite perfume.
It was not healthy.
You sobbed, curling yourself up in a ball on the couch and cursed yourself for having fallen in love with him at college. How could you not love him, though? He was the most handsome, brilliant, shy and kind person you had ever met in your life. Your hearts matched. He was the missing piece you had been searching for since you were born. Where was he now, then?
To snap you out of your stream of consciousness was someone knocking on the front door. Could it have been Yoriichi? You scoffed, wiping away your tears with the hem of your sweater as you reminded yourself that he would have never knocked. He had the keys, he always unlocked the door himself.
You still had to wait to see his face again.
You hopped down from the couch, your bare feet touching the cold floor as you sneakily made your way to the kitchen and grabbed a knife, just in case you had to defend yourself. What if Yoriichi was right? What if it was someone who wanted to hurt you, to hurt him? What if they had found you? You heart thrummed in your chest as you approached the front door, your grip on the hilt of the knife tightening.
“Y/N, are you home? It’s me… Kokushibo” the deep, hoarse voice of your husband’s twin pierced your ears.
Michikatsu. It had been two years since you last saw him. Just like your husband, he lived a life of danger, anonymity. Maybe it was even worse than Yoriichi’s one. He had to change his name for it. What did he want from you now, in the middle of the night?
You unlocked the door, dropping your hand still holding the weapon down your side and your droopy, puffy eyes met his maroon ones. There he was, Koksuhibo, the stolid Tsugikuni twin, the opposite of your husband. He stood on the porch, a luggage at his feet and a black raincoat embracing his slender, yet muscular frame perfectly. He held no sympathy in his eyes as he stared back at you. His eyes scanned your face attentively, then travelled down your body and you frowned at the way he averted his eyes from you.
You were about to ask him what was wrong, when the cold winter breeze made you realize how inappropriate your attire was. Your legs were completely exposed to the icy air, to his gaze. The blue, oversized sweater you were wearing only reached the middle of your thighs and your cheeks flushed up as you stepped behind the door and gestured for him to enter.
“Hi” you feebly said, as he picked up his heavy luggage and crossed the threshold.
“Did I wake you up?” he asked, taking a look around the silent, dark living room. It was oddly tidy. It looked almost if no one lived in here. Except for the coffee table in front of the couch. Photographs, empty bottles of liquors and an half-eaten meal laid on it.
You sniffed, closing the door behind you and weakly shook your head “No, I could not sleep – you whispered, eyes downcast not to meet his gaze – What brings you here?” you asked him, walking over to the counter and throwing the knife into the sink.
“I need a place to stay for a while. Don’t worry, you are going to forget I am even here – he stated, taking his black leather gloves off – Where’s he?”.
He. Right, how could you forget the rivalry between them? It was one-sided, yet evident. You had tried to ask your husband about it, but all he said was that Kokushibo had a serious inferiority complex. It was not much of an answer and you were sure there was more about it that Yoriichi did not feel like talking about, or share. Not even with you.
“He’s left three months ago. I haven’t heard from him since then” you quipped, walking past him to slump back into your couch. However, your unexpected visitor had other plans for you.
You felt his hand wrap around your wrist in a iron-grip and you were forced to halt. You could feel his intense gaze boring holes on the back of your head and gulped down, waiting for him to speak again and allow you to slip back into your catatonic loop of saddness, fear and loneliness. A self-destructing coping mechanism, indeed.
“How’re you, Y/N?” he inquired, making your breath hitch into your throat.
“I’m fine”.
“My brother might be blind, but I am not. What the fuck are you doing?” he asked again, swinging you around roughly. You hissed, wriggling your arm in his grip as your eyes met his ones for a split second. He seemed genuinely concerned about you.
How did he notice it in five minutes? How could he see your pain, when your husband did not?
“I’m going on, let me go” you blurted out, opting for keeping the eye-contact with him. Fighting was pointless. He was shamelessly strong and stubborn. There was no way in the world he would have let you go. Not until you had dignified him with a proper answer, at least.
“Drinking and crying yourself to sleep is not the answer. You are hurting yourself” he sternly replied, tugging you closer to him until you almost bumped against his broaded chest.
His cologne, God, his strong cologne pierced your nostrils in the same alluring way your husband’s one did in the past. That was another reminder for you of how distant you two had become: your sex drive had totally died out. He did not touch you, he did not worship your body as he used to when you got married. No.
You missed the physical contact you had with him.
And you cursed yourself for the way you were feeling now, under Kokushibo’s touch. It was immoral, wrong. You were ashamed of yourself. Then again, you were half-drunk, tired, drained. Could you really blame yourself for it?
“Why do you care about it, huh? It’s not your problem! You never gave a damn about me!” you snapped, swallowing the lump in your throat preventing you to properly breathe.
He tensed, his lips reduced to a thin-line at your harsh words “Because it should have been me. You should have married me, not him” he bitterly retorted, darting his hooded eyes down on your writhing frame.
You parted your lips in disbelief, tears welling up in your eyes as you banged the fist of your free hand against his chest in frustration. Why? Why did he have to say that? Why was he playing with you again? What was he talking about? He never showed interest in you.
“How dare you? Shut up, just leave! Were you not supposed to make me forget you are here? Let me be, let me–…” you yelled at his face, but you never finished the sentence.
Before you could vomit your anger on him, your back hit the wall behind you, the air knocked out of your lungs for a second, as his lips connected with yours in a fiery, fervent kiss. Your eyes grew round as his tongue brushed over your lower lip to ask for the permission to enter your mouth. You wanted to deny it, but your body craved it. You craved him, you craved the warmth of a body over yours.
You craved love and he was providing you it.
You returned the kiss with equal passion, your hands cupping his smooth cheeks as you hoisted your leg over his hip to pull him closer. He grunted in your mouth, one of his hands caressing the bare skin of your thigh as he grounded his groin down onto yours. A throaty moan fell from your lips as he repeated the action and his mouth assaulted your neck.
You did not care about the marks he was leaving behind him, on your once flawless skin. They would have faded sooner or later and, surely, your husband would have never known about them. He was not there. He was not coming back for a long time.
“What are we— Argh! What are we doing?” you breathed out, fumbling with the buttons of his raincoat and helping him to take it off.
He discarded it carelessly behind him on the floor, hooking his hands underneath your thighs and picking you up effortlessly. You gasped, wrapping your legs around his waist instinctively as he made his way to your bedroom.
How many times you had walked down that corridor, hoping in vain that your husband would have joined you and showered you in affection between the untouched bedsheets of your bed. You remembered the fire within his eyes, back when you got married, when he made you feel on cloud nine. Where was that fire now? It had died out.
“I’m doing exactly what I had to do ages ago” Kokushibo uttered, between hot kisses as he let you down onto the bed and carefully crawled on top of you. You trembled, your hands reaching up to tear his shirt open. The buttons flew across the room, lost forever under the bed, as your eyes contemplated his chiseled body. He was deadly handsome. You blushed and Kokushibo stroked your cheek, half-lidded eyes soaking in your features barely enlightened by the dim moonlight seeping through the courtains.
You were so beautiful. How could that bastard not see it? How could he let you crumble down like that?
He got rid of his shirt and he grasped your hand, leading it to lay flat onto his chest “You can touch me, Y/N” he murmured, watching you bite down your lower lip softly, probably still trying to ponder if what you were doing was right or wrong. You were cheating on your husband, you were stabbing his back by fucking his brother in your bedroom, on your shared bed.
On the same bed where you had told him you loved him.
“Michikatsu…” you called his name, making the man’s eyes widen even so slightly as you said his real name. No one had done it in years. No one had ever whispered it so sweetly, so lovingly. He knew you were different. You had never insulted him, you had never hurt him.
You were supposed to be his right from the start. He would have treated you better, he would have loved you better.
“Make love to me” you added, staring deep into his shimmering eyes. You wanted it, you trusted him, you were willing to nurture this new spark between you two. Could you forgive yourself for it in the future?
He did not reply, his fingers slipped between the waistband of your panties, dragging them down your legs and exposing your aching cunt to his vicious eyes. You felt embarrassed. No man, except for your husband, had seen you naked in a long time. The idea of displaying your wet folds to Yoriichi’s brother sent shivers down your spine.
He did not waste time in dipping his fingers into you. He groaned at the way they slipped into your core smoothly, effortlessly. You were made for him. Your mouth hanged open, your back arching as he pumped his colloused digits in and out of you at a regular pace. The pleasure engulfing your stomach could not be compared to the small amount you felt when you touched yourself on Yoriichi. It was defferent, on another level. Kokushibo knew perfectly what you needed. You moaned out his name as he added a third finger, curling them into you to stimulate your spongy walls.
“M-More. Michikatsu, please— Give me more” you pleaded him, craning your neck in ecstasy.
His eyes clouded over in lust as he pulled his fingers out of you and suddenly flipped you over on your stomach, hastily unbuckling the belt of his trousers. You heard him unzipping them and before you knew it he had his hands on your hips, roughly pulling them up to assure himself a better access to your pussy. You closed your eyes, a yelp leaving your swollen lips when he smacked your ass and dragged the tip of his shaft along your folds to collect some juices. You could tell he was big, maybe even bigger than Yoriichi and it only meant one thing: it would have hurt, especially after a long period of not welcoming a cock between your walls.
“Be a good girl for me, Y/N. – he cooed, pressing the tip of his length to your entrance – Act like you’re my wife, as you should’ve been right from the start” he added, before slowly pushing past your folds. He grunted at the way your walls squeezed him tightly and he clenched his teeth not to bottom out completly with one thrust.
You writhed beaneath him, whimpers of pain and pleasure mixing together on your tongue as he conquered more inches, until he gave you one last hard thrust and you felt your ass pressing up against his navel.
He stayed still a minute, maybe two, to give you enough time to adjust to his massive size, drawing soothing circles on your back to make you relax. Your cheek was pressed down onto the pillow, your back arched to a painful angle, but it did not matter. It was worthy.
He gave you no warning as he started thrusting into your from behind, the sound of his thighs slapping your ass as he slammed you down into him was vulgar, lewd, shameful. But the unholy mantra you chanted as he filled you up, as he stretched you out until you were loose enough for his girth was heavenly.
“Michikatsu!” you cried out, the pressure coiling into your stomach was unbearable as he picked up the place and his hands left marks onto the soft flesh of your hips.
You could not hold on anymore. Your walls clamped down his cock as you reached your orgasm, milking his cock. Your breath was uneven, your mind fuzzy as he grabbed you by the back of your neck and pulled you up, until his lips brushed against the shell of your ear.
“I’ll fucking cum inside you. I’ll fuck a baby into you, Y/N. You are mine. He has no more rights over you” he rasped, giving you a few sloppy thrusts before he released his seed into you. You did not protest. Your silent consent screamed out his name as you both collapsed onto the bed, out of breath.
It did not stop that night. For two months he fucked you everyday, making sure his seed did not leaked out of your hole. He was loving out of bed, a beast into the sheets. You grew to love the taste of his cum, when you knelt between his legs and bobbed your head up and down his dick. You started to love him, in the same wicked way that he loved you.
Everywhere you looked around the house, you could picture him taking you in any possible position. You straddled him on the couch, he bent you over the counter in the kitchen, he had you held up against the wall in the shower. He had owned you in every way you vould have ever imagined.
After another month of being away, Yoriichi finally came back. Surprisingly, he did not take notice of the way his brother looked at you, or how your skin smelled like him most of the times. He was just happy to be reunited with his wife and how could you deny him the affection you had longed for during his absence. You made love to him, the night he had come back to you. You had done it the day before with Michikatsu and only God knew how much you loved him.
Two weeks later, you found out you were pregnant. The good news was that the period of conception coincided with Yoriichi’s return. Nevertheless, you knew who was the father.
You watched Kokushibo leave a few days after the news. The bond with his brother seemed to have weirdly developed into a stronger one.
“You should visit us more frequently! And, please, I’d appreciate it very much, if you could keep company to my wife, when I’m gone” Yoriichi said, smiling contently at his brother.
If only he knew.
Kokushibo faintly smiled back at him, his eyes locking with yours for a few seconds, before he nodded his head to his brother “I will take good care of her, brother”.
I would do it again, Michikatsu thought then, hopping into his car. Yoriichi’s life was now his.
AUTHOR NOTE.
Hi there! I know I should’ve posted Douma’s one-shot earlier, but somehow I felt inspired and completed this project. Ugh, poor Yoriichi, but … I wanted to write something different for Kokushibo. He deserves to be happy too. No matter the cost!Likes, comments and reposts are appreciated!
UROGI’S VOICE HAD ME FERAL THE SECOND I HEARD IT🤭
I still love Aizetsu though he can never be replaced 💙
after you last kyojuro fic i just had a thought 👀 what if him and the reader were engaged and were supposed to get married after he got back from his mission, but as he sinked more into his depression he pushed reader away. and as he gets more cruel to her she ends up leaving and he regrets it </3 also love your work!!!
No cuz I actually thought about this too 😭🥺 there were thunderstorms the other night with tons of lightning, so blame the weather for this angst. Depressed!Kyojuro x Fem!Reader Warnings: BIG HURT, no comfort, heavy angst, OOC Kyojuro (he's very cruel)
Better Off Alone
Loud and sweet and hopeful. That’s how you could describe your fiancé. You knew of his difficult father, but you did your best to bring light to the lonely Estate.
Shinjuro comes out to eat every once in a while. And sometimes, your jokes earn a surprised snort from Senjuro. Slowly, but surely, you were reintroducing gentle warmth to their lives.
"I appreciate everything you do, my dear," you can hear Kyojuro whisper to you on those few days he had to rest, sitting at the engawa, listening to the birdsong and watching the falling leaves huddled close together.
But that was a long time ago.
Kankagari
Aahhha, you asked for more post-Mugen train Rengoku angst? No? Oops--
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Kankagari: The Rengoku family has long had this practice. For the duration of a pregnancy, every seven days the wives will spend two hours gazing at a large flaming torch. This seems to be what causes the men in the family to have flame colored hair.
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If Shinjuro finds you in here, he’ll kill you.
You slide the shoji behind you as quickly and quietly as possible. You rush across the nearly empty room, bare feet padding across the tatami floor. The room has a quiet and eerie stillness to it, one that hasn’t been disturbed in a long time.
That is, until you.
Marry me first! (먼저 결혼해줘)
Synopsis: You gain interest in a boy you meet during Final Selection. So, of course, the most logical thing to do is to ask him to marry you. Lucky for you, you become partners and start off in the lowest ranks together… But he climbs up too fast, and you don’t know how to catch up.
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Marry me first! (먼저 결혼해줘)
Synopsis: You gain interest in a boy you meet during Final Selection. So, of course, the most logical thing to do is to ask him to marry you. Lucky for you, you become partners and start off in the lowest ranks together… But he climbs up too fast, and you don’t know how to catch up.
Themes & Warnings:
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vday comic I made for inogentan week 🍫💖