Giyuu has no house decor, no people to spend money on, we know damn well he isn't spending it on himself, he wears the same haori since forever, and he has no servants or people taking care of his mansion. So. Knowing the Hashira are VERY well paid and Giyuu doesn't spend it on anything, i hereby declare - Giyuu Tomioka is filthy rich. Like disgustingly rich. (powerful, majestic, nonchalant, fine asf, aurafarmer, sad blue eyes, rich - damn leave some for the rest of us)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUIIII‼️‼️‼️ (for the third time today)
This is my part in @rosemaryduexx ‘s Mui birthday art collab! We drew each of the Hashira interacting with him in an album/ scrapbook format! It’s really sweet and cute so everyone should check it out ‼️‼️ And support everyone involved as well we worked really hard on this ‼️‼️‼️
Muichirou is a spoiled guy today but it’s ok since is him!
Their big strong s/o casually picking them and just carrying them around if they are a feather. For the Hashira and Kamaboko Squad (+ Kanao and Genya) they are criminally underrated
before he could finish, your arms wrapped around him, lifting him clear off the ground like it was nothing.
his eyes went wide for a second before bursting into laughter, his booming voice echoing through the courtyard. “hahaha! magnificent!”
“you’re not even surprised?” you asked, smiling.
“surprised? i am delighted! not many can lift me so easily!” he grinned, throwing an arm dramatically around your shoulder as if posing mid-air. “you are incredible!”
“you’re ridiculous,” you said, laughing as you adjusted him.
“perhaps,” he said with that bright spark in his eyes, “but i am in the arms of someone strong and beautiful—how could i not be thrilled?”
“you’re lucky you’re charming,” you teased.
he grinned wider. “and you are lucky i enjoy being carried! onward!”
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tengen uzui
tengen had just finished calling himself the most flamboyant man alive when you interrupted his speech by picking him up without warning.
“woah, woah, woah—what is this unflashy behavior?!” he said, eyes wide but amused.
“flashy enough to lift you, huh?” you smirked.
he blinked, a grin spreading across his face. “well, i am rather heavy with all this muscle—yet you handle it with flair! impressive.”
“so, not mad?”
“mad? no. intrigued.”
he leaned back slightly, flashing a grin. “you make me feel small, and that’s quite the rare experience.”
you laughed, walking forward with him still in your arms.
“ah, yes,” he said dramatically, “carry me to the sunset, my strong and dazzling partner!”
“you’re enjoying this too much.”
“of course i am,” he grinned. “who wouldn’t want to be swept off their feet, literally?”
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mitsuri kanroji
you scooped mitsuri up with ease, and the first thing out of her mouth was a delighted squeal.
“you’re so strong!!” she gasped, immediately wrapping her arms around your neck. “oh my gosh, you lifted me like nothing!”
you smiled, holding her steady. “you’re light.”
“no way, i’m heavy! i eat so much!”
“yeah, and it all goes to being cute,” you teased.
her cheeks turned pink instantly. “you can’t say things like that while holding me!”
“why not? it’s true.”
she giggled, burying her face into your shoulder. “you’re gonna make me fall for you all over again…”
“then i’ll just have to keep carrying you,” you said softly.
“promise?” she asked, smiling up at you.
“promise.”
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obanai iguro
obanai stiffened immediately when your arms wrapped around him.
“wait—what are you—”
before he could finish, you lifted him effortlessly off the ground.
his snake hissed in mild alarm, but obanai just froze, staring at you.
“put me down,” he said flatly, though his voice didn’t sound entirely serious.
“you’re light,” you said simply.
he sighed through his nose. “that’s not the point.”
“then what’s the point?” you asked, grinning.
he glanced away, muttering, “it’s… strange being carried like this.”
“you don’t like it?”
“i didn’t say that,” he said quickly.
you smirked. “so you do like it.”
“stop twisting my words,” he said, cheeks faintly red beneath his bandages. “just… don’t drop me.”
“never.”
and even though he scowled, the way his hand quietly rested on your shoulder gave him away.
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shinobu kocho
you lifted shinobu before she could even react.
“oh?” she said lightly, blinking up at you with that teasing smile. “this is new.”
“you don’t mind?”
“mind?” she tilted her head, amused. “i think it’s adorable. you look so serious, too.”
“because you’re squirming,” you said, trying not to laugh.
“well, if someone suddenly picked you up, you’d squirm too,” she said, laughing softly. “but i must admit… this is kind of nice.”
“see? you’re not complaining anymore.”
“i could get used to this,” she said, leaning in slightly. “but next time, maybe warn me before you sweep me off my feet.”
you grinned. “no promises.”
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muichiro tokito
you picked muichiro up without much thought, and he just blinked.
“hm.”
“that’s all you’re gonna say?” you asked, amused.
“you’re strong,” he said simply. “this is… kind of comfortable.”
“comfortable?”
he nodded slightly, relaxing in your arms like it was perfectly normal.
“most people freak out when they’re lifted,” you said.
“most people aren’t me,” he replied calmly.
“true.”
he tilted his head slightly, eyes half-lidded. “you’re warm. don’t put me down yet.”
“lazy,” you teased.
“efficient,” he countered, a small smile tugging at his lips.
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gyomei himejima
lifting gyomei was a challenge and you didn’t expect him to allow it. but when your arms wrapped around him and you managed to pick him up (barely), his eyes went wide in shock.
“what—y/n—this is—!”
“heavy?” you teased, holding steady. “yeah, kinda.”
“you could hurt yourself!”
“you think i’d try this if i couldn’t handle it?”
he paused, torn between worry and amazement. “i… didn’t think anyone could lift me.”
you smiled. “guess there’s a first time for everything.”
he laughed softly, touched and a little flustered. “you are truly remarkable.”
“thank you,” you said with a grin. “but you’re definitely going back down now before my arms give out.”
“fair,” he said, smiling warmly.
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tanjiro kamado
tanjiro yelped the moment his feet left the ground.
“w-wait! what are you doing?!”
“carrying you,” you said casually.
he looked mortified. “you don’t have to carry me!”
“you were limping,” you pointed out.
“i—okay, fine,” he admitted, sheepish. “but you’re really strong, huh?”
“guess so.”
he smiled, his face pink. “you’re amazing. thank you.”
“anytime,” you said.
and when he shyly leaned his head against your shoulder, you couldn’t help smiling too.
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zenitsu agatsuma
zenitsu screamed. loud.
“WHAT’S HAPPENING?!”
“you’re fine,” you said, holding him easily.
“PUT ME DOWN!”
“why? you’re light.”
he froze mid-panic. “light? …really?”
“yeah.”
he blinked, then suddenly got way too comfortable, wrapping his arms around your neck. “well… if you insist, i guess i don’t mind.”
“that’s what i thought,” you said with a smirk.
“can we do this more often?” he asked dreamily.
“don’t push it.”
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inosuke hashibira
the second you picked inosuke up, he went wild.
“WHAT IS THIS?! PUT ME DOWN, WEAKLING—WAIT, HOW—”
you grinned. “still think you’re stronger?”
he froze. “...maybe.”
“thought so.”
he squirmed a little, then relaxed, muttering, “okay, this isn’t bad.”
“you’re enjoying this.”
“shut up!” he yelled, cheeks pink. “don’t ruin it!”
you laughed, carrying him around until he started bragging about it anyway.
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nezuko kamado
nezuko blinked in surprise when you scooped her up, but instead of resisting, she giggled softly, holding onto your shoulder.
you smiled down at her. “comfy?”
she nodded quickly, a happy hum coming from her throat.
“good,” you said, walking with her still in your arms. “you’re easy to carry.”
she tapped your chest lightly, smiling.
“yeah, yeah,” you laughed. “you’re cute, i get it.”
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kanao tsuyuri
you lifted kanao gently, and her eyes widened immediately.
“wha—” she started, blinking up at you.
“don’t worry, you’re safe,” you said softly.
she looked flustered, gaze darting everywhere but your face. “i… i didn’t expect that.”
“too sudden?”
“no,” she said quickly, shaking her head. “just… surprising.”
you smiled. “you’re lighter than you look.”
her face turned red. “don’t say that!”
“why not? it’s a compliment.”
“still…” she mumbled, hiding her face in her hands.
you laughed quietly, adjusting your grip. “guess i’ll take that as a yes to carry you again.”
she peeked through her fingers, smiling shyly. “maybe.”
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genya shinazugawa
genya was mid-sentence when your arms hooked around him and lifted him clean off the ground.
“what the—hey!” he barked, eyes wide. “put me down!”
“you’re fine,” you said, steady as ever.
“what do you mean i’m fine?! you can’t just—”
“you’re light,” you cut in calmly.
he froze. “light?”
you nodded. “like a sack of rice.”
his jaw dropped. “did you just compare me to rice?”
“a sturdy sack of rice,” you corrected.
he groaned, running a hand down his face. “you’re lucky i like you.”
Warnings: Name calling, cursing, vaginal sex, rough sex,
NSFW or SFW: 🔴
Word Count: 817
Author Note: I know this is short, and probably really bad, but it’s my first time writing smut😭
Taglist: @mu1nfinityx @nursedflowers bc you yelled at me to post it.
He pushes his weight down on your stomach, groaning as his tip slides past your folds for the third time tonight. "A-Ah." you squeeze your eyes shut. No matter how many times he's fucked you, you can never get used to his length. It's embarrassing really, but it has you in tingles. Dark strands of his hair fall over your shoulders as he rests his head there, his teeth biting down on all the flesh he can find open for him. His hands slide under your thighs and caress them as he pushes his cock between them, stroking your gummy walls. "So warm, baby, such a pretty cunt." "Muichirooo," his name is ripped from your throat, his hips staying on yours, not moving just yet; he wants to hear you whine as you get used to his cock in you once again, and he could cum already from the look you’re giving him—so pretty, so innocent, submissive, really.
Your whines only grow louder and louder as his hips gradually rise and slap back against yours, his mushroom-shaped tip grinding against your sweet spot with every stroke. "Pleaasee." You sound whiny, and you're embarrassed with yourself; you would rather die than see what you look like right now, but Muichiro seems to love it, as he only pumps his cock in and out of you faster and harder, and your jaw falls open breathlessly, and you press on his chest, and he grabs at your wrists, pressing them down into the mattress, groaning and hanging his head low, his hair making a canopy around both your heads as he looks down at you. "Fuck, honey, stay still for me; this is what you wanted, isn't it? Apparently, you thought it'd be a fuckin' good idea to act all pretty on my lap like that during a meeting, huh? You thought you were so silly; look at you now, whore."
He looks down at your face, 'pathetic' he thinks. Tears thicken your eyelashes, and you press your lips together to silence yourself. "So stubborn, you got me all worked up for you to be quiet? You want to tease me, huh? You won't be teasing me for much longer once I'm done with you." He lets go of one wrist, using one hand to hold them both now, and he reaches down to press his thumb to your clitoral area, and your lips part in a gasp, squirming at the sensation.
"Mui," you swallow, blinking away the rest of your tears of overstimulation when he pushes the rest of his length into you. “Ahh!” You cry when his thumb comes off your clitoral area and pushes down on your tummy. "I know you can be louder than that, pretty girl. Can't you? Oh~, I can feel her clenching for me, baby. Fuck." He snakes his hands to your thighs again, grabbing the plush skin, lifting them around his waist, then pushing his body down on yours. Your knees are forced against your chest, and a feeling coils up in your stomach, and he grips your thighs tighter, feeling you clench, and he moves one hand off your thigh to push your hair out of your face, then to cover your mouth, pushing two fingers in your mouth, pumping his cock so deep that his balls slap against your ass, and you squeal, only for him to push his fingers deeper in your mouth. "That’s it; I told you you could be louder, baby." You whine and turn your head, your mind taken over with pleasure, your thoughts filled with Muichiro, your heart, your body, your fucking soul—you're so full of him, just as he wants it to be.
"Look at me, pretty." His teal eyes are full of lust and darkened, his eyelids hang low, and his eyelashes look even prettier from this angle. "You’re going to cry my name when you cum. I apologize for embarrassing me in front of all the Hashira and treating me like a joke. You say I’m so cute; I’m a man, a strong one too; I’m a Hashira. I’m not so cute right now, am I?." He pulls his fingers out of your mouth, “expecting a reply, but all he gets is noisy whimpers. “Heh, sorry, I forgot you’re too cock-drunk to speak, baby.” He drags his fingers along your stomach, freshly wet from your saliva, and he presses them down on your clitoral area, that being your last straw till you cough. “Shit, shit, shit!" Hngh,” Muichiro smirks, watching you cum once more for him. And he pulls out, watching a concoction of your cum, and his oozes out of your hole, dumbfoundedly clenching around nothing. He pushes his hair back out of the way with one hand and hugs your waist, pressing his lips to yours. "Think twice before being a brat. Playing stupid games will get you in a stupid position."
❝even if i lose my memories, my body will remember that anger that will not leave me until i die. it's why i trained so hard that i vomited blood to destroy demons. and more... to eradicate them!❞
