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Hot Spring Secrets
Part One (1/7)
Y/n and Shinazugawa Sanemi, Rengoku Kyojuro, and Uzui Tengen
Tags: Explicit Language, Has been proof-read. (Please let me know in the comments if something doesn’t make sense because I wanna improve)
Reader described to be - hashira, chubby, and can have any textured hair, and skin color, thick thighs
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The moon is at its peak, warm night air paired with the sound of locusts and crickets making a symphony. Hot water envelops your body, and the discourse of multiple voices can be heard. You briefly wonder if demons could arrive at any moment and maul on your unsuspecting body.
But you needn't worry about that, allowing your h/c textured hair to drink up the steamy water, and your muscles to soak and heal from the tribulations of hashira work. Heated water enters your ears as you mindlessly float above the bath.
“I may be sounding like a broken record but the bathhouse is absolutely the beeeest~” You say, sounding drunk on the ecstasy of the blinding vapors. Mitsuri nods looking into the water with a pleasant “ahh~”.
“Only thing that could make this better is a four-course meal” The love hashira reminisced, as if the two of you hadn’t eaten only 20 minutes ago.
This is your first day at the Swordsmith’s village, the people are so welcoming, the food is delicious, the bath is steamy, and your bubbly friend takes your mind off of your strenuous life as a Frost Hashira.
“Did they say when our swords will be finished?” You ask, remembering handing your f/c sword to one of the masked men you hadn’t bothered to remember the name of. Mitsuri rises out of the bath, flashing you her pale moon, nearly brighter than the one in the sky.
“I’m not sure but I don’t care, I wanna be here forever,” She said in her ever-silvery tone, she smiled wide, shrinking down back into the water. You grinned, rising up to fetch a towel for yourself.
“YOUR JOKING RIGHT?! NEVER THOUGHT YOU’D BE INTO THAT”
You freeze in your tracks, at the sounds of men on the other side of the hot spring, You were so absorbed with your vacationing you hadn’t even noticed them. How long were they there?
“That sounded like Tengen!” Mitsuri chirped, turning to you with a wide smile. “Hey let's tell them we’re here.”
I mean you could, but why miss this opportunity for some locker room dude talk! You smirked, covering your lips with a finger, urging her to be quiet. Stepping back into the water you walked over to the wall separating you from the others.
“Horny bastard! I like it, maybe my wives will be up for that” Tengen speaks,
***
Sanemi folded his arms behind his head, body sunk into the warmth of the spring. A lopsided grin pulled on his scarred cheek as he finished talking about the amazing sex he had with some random woman. Kyojuro hums, sunset eyes viewing the night sky as his tanned flesh drinks the heat of the pool. He doesn’t have much to add to this particular conversation, but he will listen to his fellow hashira.
“So you must be into the bold ones huh?” Tengen nudges the Wind Hashira beside him, urging a low chuckle from him.
“Who wants some timid little girl? When you can have a woman who tells you how she wants it?”He reasoned, Kyojuro hummed though Sanemi had put it more crudely than he would.
“Oh?” There's a teasing lift in Tengen's tone, He turned over to Kyojuro, who blinked owlishly at the male. “Say Kyojuro you’ve been quiet all night, what’s ‘ur type?”
He wasn’t entirely prepared for this question, “Well, I prefer a woman who would marry me!” He answers proudly. The sound hashira rolls his eyes at the vague-ass-hell answer.
“No like a type! Like do you like ‘em thick? Thick and fat? Skinny? Big boobs, lil boobs, big ass? Thick thighs…–” “W-WELL!” Kyojuro interrupts, face burning from the lewd words. Tengen crosses his arms incredulously. “Like Shinazugawa said! A woman that is confident!”
“With a big ass though right?” Tengen adds wiggling his brows.
“Yeah like Y/n?” Sanemi mentions, Kyojuro blinks, his wide-eyed stare. Tengen bites his laugh, his chest jiggling sporadically.
“I-I guess!” Kyojuro agrees, finding the ends of his toes more interesting than the conversation. Tengen whistles.
“Ya know I asked her to marry me a couple of months ago, she said she didn’t know me and that I already have three wives. I mean cmon ‘is enough of me to go around”
“Nice boobs, legs look fat in her skirt, smooth pretty s/c skin,” Sanemi lists in his gruff voice, unbothered by the qualities. “Shes probably the type to say shes tired after riding for 10 seconds”
“SHINAZUGAWA!” Kyojuro yells, redder than a beet, Tengen erupts in laughter, smacking Kyojuro on the back.
“Oh cmon ‘s cute! She would probably be like ‘Oh babe please do the rest of the work ‘m too tired to move!” Tengen mocks in a bad impression of Y/n. Sanemi barks a laugh.
“Nah she would be like ‘I can’t lift up! My legs are too weak!’” Both Sanemi and Tengen laugh noisily.
Kyojuro rubs his arm, he respects Y/n enough to not talk about her so weirdly, he’ll call it a night since the other two can’t seem to keep her name out of their mouths.
“But seriously she's hot, I would definitely take her out,” Tengen says, sinking as deep as he can into the water, his 6’ 5” body allowing the water to come up to his chest. Sanemi rolls his lavender orbs.
“Yeah same, don’t tell her I said that”
“Of course my unflashy brother”
“Don’t call me that”
***
Wow. Just wow, that was wow. Part of you felt giddy at how they spoke about you but the other part made you irritated, you would NOT get tired after riding for 10 seconds!? Sanemi thinks he’s a comedian now. But Kyojuro sounded bothered by the way they spoke about you. Not to mention, you had found the strong, and hardworking man attractive for a while. Now that you know what he likes…maybe…
“You ready to go yet?” Mitsuri tiredly mumbles, taping your shoulder. You softly say “yea,” making your way out of the springs and toward your room.
You both got changed and properly dried, getting dressed in your sleepwear, you locked the door before getting into your separate futons. Cutting off the light, you snuggle into the covers.
“They were so gross about it but it was kinda hot though, in a way, I’m sure they would deny it if I mentioned what they said” You speak softly, eyes watering as a small yawn erupts from your form.
“Ooh does this mean you gonna pursue one of them” Mitsuri whispers before a yawn leaves her lips. You giggle a small apology before adjusting your pillow behind your head.
“Who said anything about ‘one’? I’m gonna get ‘em both”
“Your so greedy Y/n”
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Look out for my next post: September 28th - October 1st
Also my birthday is todayyyyyy and no i didn't do anything special
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Hot Spring Secrets
Reader x Kyojuro Rengoku x Sanemi Shinazugawa x Tengen Uzi
Part Two (2/7)
Tags: Horny Reader, A match-making Mitsuri, Inappropriate Thoughts, Mostly SFW but not really. Not proofread
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“Here you go Lady Y/n” A short masked man sets a large tray of food. Fried potatoes, eggs, with a size of fried rice, A cup of apple juice, with a side of ohagi for dessert. The foods urged your mouth to water, the steam enticing you to dig in. “and for you Lady Mitsuri”
A cart is pushed inside your room and pulled toward the two of you. The two people allow the smaller man to set up Kanroji’s fixings while they fold your futons before taking the bedding with them. You blink widely as Kanroji is offered a meal that could probably feed three people.
“Thank you!” she chirps, tongue running across her lips. She says her thanks to whomever above before splitting her chopsticks and partaking in her feast. You grin doing the same.
“So… who are we going after hmmm?” Mitsuri speaks, voice muffled by the food in her jaws. You take a break between bites, savoring the harmony of the rice and eggs. “Kyojuro is very earnest, and he’s like a brother to me, he will treat you right”
“I guess” you mumble, covering your mouth with a hand.
“Plus he’s got such lovely muscles!”
“They all do, especially Tengen” you playfully argued, green eyes narrow at you.
“I don’ no, Y/n, Tengen is pretty greedy, I'm sure if he could, he’d marry every woman he saw”
“True, in fact he asked me a while ago”
“What did you say!?”She stops chewing, tone sharp.
“Well obviously, I don’t have a ring” you flash her the back of your hand. “So I’m not marrying that guy, he’s too cocky in my opinion”
“Okay and Sanemi?” her tone returns, bright orbs focused on your face. Your mouth stretches into a line.
“Well first: He said I was probably terrible at riding dick and second: He seems a bit…” You twirl your hand in a circle waiting for the right word to fall in your head. “…rabid”
“What?!” Her eyes light up, “So you DO like him!”
“I- didn’t say that!” your cheeks feel warm. Where did she get that from?! The man is rabid! He scares kids, he’s extra mean to novice slayers, he’s always walking around with his shirt open-
“-He acts like he’s all that with his deep voice, and chiseled abs, makes me sick” You grumble, voicing your thoughts. Apparently it has the opposite effect when convincing Mitsuri. A high pitched whine leaves her throat. Oh god….
“You like him! you like him! you like SHINAZUGAWA!” She squeals, you stand to your feet, racing to the door to close it.
“Your being too loud!” You snap, is she trying to tell the entire world you like that scary faced bastard. With his big hands…
“It must be true because you look embarrassed!”
“Just shut up and eat” You pout, coming back to your spot at the low table. “I rather have a guy like Kyōjurō than him". what if his personality reflected what he was like in bed?
“I can tell you’re thinking about him.” She wiggles her brows, looking at you with a teasing grin. You stuff pieces of potatoes in your mouth.
“Heehee, don’t worry Y/n, your secret is safe with me”
You roll your eyes, trying-but-failing to supress the curl of your lips.
***
“We called you here today to discuss something” The elder speaks, his voice sounding tight and kinda nasal. You along with Mitsuri, Tengen, Kyojuro, and Sanemi all sat in a row, Pillows under your knees (or bottoms) as you awaited their words. “So we had our training students craft your swords, however they made the swords too brittle for function worthy of your nobility—we hope you can forgive us.”
Your lips purse, ‘Huh i really didn’t notice a difference with mine’.
Beside you, there was a sound of seething, teeth against teeth, and an anger that cannot be quelled with a small apology.
“You know this mistake could have costs someones life?” A voice cold, gritty, and dead of all graces. You and the others were looking at him. Sanemi Shinazugawa, Mr. Always pissed.
“Again we are sorry, we have our finiest working on new swords as we speak” The Elder answers, voice sounding even more choked under the hazardous gaze of the Wind pillar.
He sucks his teeth, rising from his spot before stiffly walking out of the Elders meeting space. So dramatic, I would never go for him. He’s too uptight, yet he said such dirty stuff of me? Is he even the same person from yesterday? Your eyes roll. Maybe they drank a little, nothing makes the lips more loose than saké.
“Please don’t be angry with us!” The Elder bows, his body trembling from the combine gaze of the remaining hashira. You blink away and analyze the entricate detail of the walls and paintings—anything to distract from how awkward this pity party was.
***
“Don’t mind him, besides at least we get to spend some time with the most beautiful hashira’s” Tengen says before his voice smooths, his vermillion eyes on your form. The meeting was essentially over after Sanemi stormed out. So now you, Mitsuri, Tengen and Kyojuro were walking around the village.
“Right…” you agree, tone awkward as you glance at the passing buildings. A few food stalls, but nothing other than stand in. You guess because swordsmiths are so busy considering every resident here was likely a worker for the corp.
“Its quite nice to have a break! would’nt you say Mitsuri! and Lady L/n!” Kyojuro says proudly, almost unaware they were right beside them. At least he broke the awkward air.
He calls Mitsuri by her first name like I do… wait what am I thinking!? we barely talk so he’s just being polite.
Mitsuri smiles at you a moment, taking the opportunity to answer “Indeed! I know Y/n was looking forward to a vacation! Right?”
“Yeah! With all this work we do its nice to have a break every once in a while,” You agree, Tengen audibly hums.
“Why don’t we drink together! Its been a while since most of us been in the same place!” The man offers, his honeyed tone dancing in your ears. It could be fun, but why does he make seem so…
“Sure I don’t mind” you answer.
“Yeah! sounds fun! Kyōjurō your gonna drink too right!?” Mitsuri beams, rounding over to Kyojuro’s side. He breaks into laughter.
“Sure! But not too much! I’m a lightweight!” He admits in his always-confident tone. In the moment you perk up. This will be useful, perhaps you could hear more about how he feels about you before making your move.
“Ha! I guess i’ll be drinking, the unflashy one under the table then” Tengen laughs, flexing his broad muscles behind his head—giving you a clear few of the muscles rippling underneath the skin. Lucky wives…
Green orbs narrow at you. Well damn, I can’t help looking at them!
Mitsuri shakes her head, obviously disappointed in you. ‘Going after a married man…’-Was probably what she was thinking.
“Oh and Lady L/n” Kyojuro announces, sunset eyes meet yours and you swear your tongue felt bigger in your mouth. “Do you drink often?”
“Oh no, not with our work and all” .Lie. “I actually prefer wine though”.Truth. “But I can handle my liquor” Lie.
Am I playing two lies and a truth with myself right now?
“Oh! well well Lady L/n I look forward to drinking with you later on” He beams, smiling so warmly at you. Mitsuri grins like her evil plan has been fulfilled. Makes sense, she loves being the designated matchmaker with all her friends.
“Well than my Lovely L/n I look forward to drinking with you too~” Tengen cooes, leaning down to speak closer to your ear. Your face burns a moment, he is far too close and his voice is far too seductive for this distance!
“R-right” You mumble, finger playing with a piece of your h/t hair.
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Part 3 undecided but hopefully soon!)
Thanks for reading!!!
Written by winterlovessanemi2023
I wanted this to be longer but i was taking too long so I went ahead posting it☺️
Oral Thirst with Older Step-Bro Sanemi
NSFW! (But i wrote this at work LMAO)
MDNI!
Wk: 500 or less
Warnings: Cheating, Oral Sex Teaching, Stepcest.
All characters 21+
“How are you gonna be dating some guy and not even know how to give head?” Sanemi mocks, hand on the top of your head, pulling you towards his clothed groin, the denim feels rough on your face.
‘What a nice step brother he is’ you think, keeping the sarcastic remark to yourself. You have an inkling he was only doing this out of his enjoyment. But you don’t wanna be bad at oral for your boyfriend. If you learn a good method you’ll impress him for sure.
“Eager are we?” He cooed darkly, You roll your eyes.
“Can we move this along? my knees hurt” You mutter, glancing down, wondering if its too late to stick a pillow under your legs, shielding your joints from the hard cold floor underneath. You gaze up, the male grinning like a mad man.
Sanemi is ecstatic. Too ecstatic. Its creeping you out.
He was always excited to have his hot new step-sister like this. Its a dream come true. Here you are whining to him that your boyfriend wants you to go down on him and who else to come to for sexy advice than your older step brother.
“First, unzip my pants” He commands, your hands come up but he slaps them away, you scoff up at him and he resists the evil grin pulling at his lips. Your doll like eyes blinking up at him in a pout.
“No, use your teeth, N/n” He tuts, one hand returning to his side and the other gently tapping your cheek. He’s getting too cocky now.
You grumbled. If men really like this you might as well. Your boyfriend might be double excited if you do it like this too.
Your mouth opens, your tongue sticking out to lick the cold metal into your mouth, catching onto your teeth, you slowly zip it down. A lump of cloth meets your face, radiating warmth underneath.
Oh he’s hard, so this is what they like.
“Go on” He adds, awaiting your next move. You proceed with pulling the rest down, he generously lips his hips for you to shrug it to his knees.
There it is…
Even under his boxers you can tell how thick it is, and it immediately makes your mouth water at the sight. You stop yourself from rubbing your legs together. Pretend its your boyfriends.
“It has a nice smell” You comment. Surprisingly. Sanemi paints an incredulous look on his face.
“Of course it does” He replied, smells a little like vanilla and notes of just masculine musk—and maybe some baby oil?
You figured these things would stink a little more. Thankfully your step-brother cares about his hygiene.
“Hurry it up!” He rushes, taking his thumbs and pulling it down over his dick that promptly bounced up to meet his belly button, you flinched at its sudden movement.
He pulls it below his balls aswell, the white pubic hair trimmed neatly. There was even a tattoo covered by his boxers, it looked like an intricate design that swirled like smoke—the ink-work in the crease of his thighs on both sides. You knew you were staring at it too long when he clicks his tongue.
“I know its a nice tattoo doll, but can you get on with it already” He growled, his voice rolling through you harder than you would think. That damn voice, wish your boyfriend had such a hot voice like his.
You hide your thoughts behind a roll of your eyes. Sticking out your tongue you lick a quick stripe up his cock, immediately earning you a shudder. Maybe your better at this than you thought.
The member jumps, it looked as though it craved more of your tongue.
“Wrap your lips around it” He grumbles, nudging your head impossibly closer. You take a deep breath, and proceed, knowing damn well the big thing wont even get past your teeth.
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Thirsting over Sanemi will do things to me no earth man will ever 😫
Almost done with the final part of College Guys!!!!😈
I’ll be returning to work on Hot Spring Secrets soon as well because I know y’all are dying to get more chapters!
EDIT: I FORGOT THE CONDOM PART LMAO ILL JUST TAKE IT OUT!
Hot Spring Secrets
(REPOST IDK WHAT HAPPENED TO THE ORIGINAL POST)
Part One
Reader is a Hashira staying at the Swordsmith village with Mitsuri.
Reader is described as a afab black woman with natural textured hair of any length and a body type with particularly thick thighs and a pudgy stomach.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------Warnings: Cursing, Lewdness.
The moon is at its peak, warm night air paired with the sound of locusts and crickets making a symphony. Hot water envelops your body, and the discourse of multiple voices can be heard. You briefly wonder if demons could arrive at any moment and maul on your unsuspecting body.
But you needn't worry about that, allowing your h/c textured hair to drink up the steamy water, and your muscles to soak and heal from the tribulations of hashira work. Heated water enters your ears as you mindlessly float above the bath.
“I may be sounding like a broken record but the bathhouse is absolutely the beeeest~” You say, sounding drunk on the ecstasy of the blinding vapors. Mitsuri nods looking into the water with a pleasant “ahh~”.
“Only thing that could make this better is a four-course meal” The love hashira reminisced, as if the two of you hadn’t eaten only 20 minutes ago.
This is your first day at the Swordsmith’s village, the people are so welcoming, the food is delicious, the bath is steamy, and your bubbly friend takes your mind off of your strenuous life as a Frost Hashira.
“Did they say when our swords will be finished?” You ask, remembering handing your f/c sword to one of the masked men you hadn’t bothered to remember the name of. Mitsuri rises out of the bath, flashing you her pale moon, nearly brighter than the one in the sky.
“I’m not sure but I don’t care, I wanna be here forever,” She said in her ever-silvery tone, she smiled wide, shrinking down back into the water. You grinned, rising up to fetch a towel for yourself.
“YOUR JOKING RIGHT?! NEVER THOUGHT YOU’D BE INTO THAT”
You freeze in your tracks, at the sounds of men on the other side of the hot spring, You were so absorbed with your vacationing you hadn’t even noticed them. How long were they there?
“That sounded like Tengen!” Mitsuri chirped, turning to you with a wide smile. “Hey let's tell them we’re here.”
I mean you could, but why miss this opportunity for some locker room dude talk! You smirked, covering your lips with a finger, urging her to be quiet. Stepping back into the water you walked over to the wall separating you from the others.
“Horny bastard! I like it, maybe my wives will be up for that” Tengen speaks,
***
Sanemi folded his arms behind his head, body sunk into the warmth of the spring. A lopsided grin pulled on his scarred cheek as he finished talking about the amazing sex he had with some random woman. Kyojuro hums, sunset eyes viewing the night sky as his tanned flesh drinks the heat of the pool. He doesn’t have much to add to this particular conversation, but he will listen to his fellow hashira.
“So you must be into the bold ones huh?” Tengen nudges the Wind Hashira beside him, urging a low chuckle from him.
“Who wants some timid little girl? When you can have a woman who tells you how she wants it?”He reasoned, Kyojuro hummed though Sanemi had put it more crudely than he would.
“Oh?” There's a teasing lift in Tengen's tone, He turned over to Kyojuro, who blinked owlishly at the male. “Say Kyojuro you’ve been quiet all night, what’s ‘ur type?”
He wasn’t entirely prepared for this question, “Well, I prefer a woman who would marry me!” He answers proudly. The sound hashira rolls his eyes at the vague-ass-hell answer.
“No like a type! Like do you like ‘em thick? Thick and fat? Skinny? Big boobs, lil boobs, big ass? Thick thighs…–” “W-WELL!” Kyojuro interrupts, face burning from the lewd words. Tengen crosses his arms incredulously. “Like Shinazugawa! A woman that is confident and brass!”
“With a big ass though right?” Tengen adds wiggling his brows.
“Yeah like Y/n?” Sanemi mentions, Kyojuro blinks, his wide-eyed stare. Tengen bites his laugh, his chest jiggling sporadically.
“I-I guess!” Kyojuro agrees, finding the ends of his toes more interesting than the conversation. Tengen whistles.
“Ya know I asked her to marry me a couple of months ago, she said she didn’t know me and that I already have three wives. I mean cmon ‘is enough of me to go around”
“Nice boobs, legs look fat in her skirt, smooth pretty s/c skin,” Sanemi lists in his gruff voice, unbothered by the qualities. “Shes probably the type to say shes tired after riding for 10 seconds”
“SHINAZUGAWA!” Kyojuro yells, redder than a beet, Tengen erupts in laughter, smacking Kyojuro on the back.
“Oh cmon ‘s cute! She would probably be like ‘Oh babe please do the rest of the work ‘m too tired to move!” Tengen mocks in a bad impression of Y/n. Sanemi barks a laugh.
“Nah she would be like ‘I can’t lift up! My legs are too weak!’” Both Sanemi and Tengen laugh noisily.
Kyojuro rubs his arm, he respects Y/n enough to not talk about her so weirdly, he’ll call it a night since the other two can’t seem to keep her name out of their mouths.
“But seriously she's hot, I would definitely take her out,” Tengen says, sinking as deep as he can into the water, his 6’ 5” body allowing the water to come up to his chest. Sanemi rolls his lavender orbs.
“Yeah same, don’t tell her I said that”
“Of course bro”
“Don’t call me that”
***
Wow. Just wow, that was wow. Part of you felt giddy at how they spoke about you but the other part made you irritated, you would NOT get tired after riding for 10 seconds!? Sanemi thinks he’s a comedian now. But Kyojuro sounded bothered by the way they spoke about you. Not to mention, you had found the strong, and hardworking man attractive for a while. Now that you know what he likes maybe…
“You ready to go yet?” Mitsuri tiredly mumbles, taping your shoulder. You softly say “yea,” making your way out of the springs and toward your rooms.
You both got changed and properly dried, and you both got dressed into your sleepwear, locking the door to your rooms you both got in your separate futons. Cutting off the light, you snuggle into the covers.
“They were so gross about it but it was kinda hot though, in a way, I’m sure they would deny it if I mentioned what they said” You speak softly, eyes watering as a small yawn erupts from your form.
“Ooh does this mean you gonna pursue one of them” Mitsuri whispers before a yawn leaves her lips. You giggle a small apology before adjusting your pillow behind your head.
“Who said anything about ‘one’? I’m gonna get ‘em both”
One if Sanemi’s favorite things to do is shield you.
Pining Friend Shinazugawa Sanemi x Fem Reader Elite College AU
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You could be chatting it up with a male colleague.
‘Who is he? Why are you even talking to him’ Shinazugawa thinks as he approaches. He’s probably thinking about how be could get his grubby hands up your skirt!
In actuality he’s not, he’s only getting the book back that he loaned to you. But Sanemi doesn’t care how pure he might be. All men are perverts.
“Thats fine Tanjiro just—“
Your interrupted when Sanemi moves in front of the both of you, towering build, blocking you from the other man. You double blink, but all you see is the wild white tufts shading his undercut.
“And you are?” Shinazugawa huffs, his smokey voice sounding a tad too hostile. You pat his shoulder.
“Its Tanjiro, he’s in my class” You answer, but he simply huffs the same question. You pout at his obvious way of ignoring you.
“Uh, yes I am Tanjiro Kamado, nice to meet you!” The boy answers flashing innocence over his eyes with his crinkled eyes and round cheeks. Sanemi grows visibly annoyed with the male. ‘Think your gonna win her over by bein a pretty boy, huh?
(Taisho Era Secret: Sanemi doesn’t know he is also a pretty boy too.’)
Clearly Sanemi isn’t gonna budge
“Okay Tanjiro! I’ll catch you later!” You beam as you side step and begin walking away. Tanjiro returns your smile. Unaware you painted your face to hide how annoyed you are with Sanemi.
Sanemi takes a long drag of his vape, watching as you walk out of earshot. To any onlooker, he looks like some bully whose about to take the shorter male’s lunch money.
He watches the boy gaze at your backside as you leave. Right in front of him?! Who the hell does he think he is?!
A naughty idea pops into his head, He pulls at the boys shoulder—pulling him in before he blows the smoke into Tanjiros face, sending the boy into a coughing fit.
“Don’t you fucking mess with her” He utters coldly, shoving him aside with his massive palms. (Mf I will fold you in your clothes, energy).
Dusting off his blazer like he just touched some peasant scum.
He rests his hands in his suit pants like nothing just happened. Walking underneath the fancy -ass arch that leads into the school building.
(Sanemi you bully! 😡)
Now, he’s fast walking to catch up to your departed form, but he can at least indulge in the way your skirt sways with your every step.
Sanemi with a reader who’s really shy?
Reader has a crush on rengoku becuase they like his optimistic style!but sanemi became jelly.
(Yandere?)
Oh yeah! I meant to do this one but i got swamped with work.
this is sooo cute!!! thanks anon! i had a fic with a similar premise too! I’ll try to make the reader as gender neutral as I can.
Okay so Sanemi is jelly, Reader really likes Rengoku, but too shy to convey their feelings, and Rengoku is just Rengoku.
Plotting
Sanemi x gender-neutral reader x Rengoku Drabble
Warnings: Yandere Themes (Violence, Death, SA, etc no spoilers )
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So all three of you, yes THREE, are on a mission. They entrusted that two hashira, and one Kinoe; you, on this mission. The master thought the Wind hashira and you the rising star could benefit from Rengoku’s positive outlook. Despite Sanemi Shinazugawa being the longest-working Hashira.
Sanemi is annoyed, sitting across from the two of you on this train. He could have handled this himself with NO help. Besides if anyone should’ve gone, it should have just been him and you! At least you can shut up.
You were aware of Sanemi’s brashness and wanted to avoid pissing him off at ALL times. So you try to keep your speaking and eye contact minimal with him.
Sanemi takes a glug from his flash, just some tea. While he eyes you with those violet eyes of his. But with the way things are going, he should brought alcohol.
You blushing like some prepubescent kid and Kyojuro’s rambling on and on about the delicious food the town over offers.
Maybe he should slip something in sunshine’s drink so he can get some time with you. Nothing dangerous, maybe some night-night tea.
“And! Their katsudon is quite enjoyable, offering a savory taste of pork that is so aromatic it makes your nose hungry! HA!” Kyōjurō proclaims, nudging your side. You laugh sheepishly, more focused on your rapidly beating heart. “The egg, the kelp, the cutlet was all cooked to perfection! Say, can you cook Y/n?” Kyojuro asks, sunset orbs drowning you with his chin held high. He beamed so brightly you could hardly keep your eyes on him without your heart beating out of your chest.
“Y-yes! I can! I love making curry omelet rice!” You stammer a little too loud.
Sanemi scowled, nostrils flared, you could at least pretend to be less obvious.
A hearty laugh leaves the Flame hashira, patting your back proudly. “Oh yes! A wonderful dish! You must make me some someday!” He replies. You cough awkwardly, fingers tapping along the table where you sit.
It goes on longer than Sanemi could tolerate. But by the grace of god, he was able to slip out of consciousness.
He’s not sure how long he had been out, dark eyes fluttering, a growl-like yawn escapes his throat as his vision settles on something that could turn his stomach.
You, leaned over sleeping on Rengoku while he slept as well. He didn’t look down to see his hands shaking or care to feel the warmth blooming across his cheeks. He slammed a fist on the table, causing you to gasp, jumping off of Rengoku while he fluttered his eyes open as if he was awoken by a gentle bell.
“My is something wrong, Shinazugawa” Kyojuro says, his usual proud tone dimmed from slumber. A breath leaves the wind Hashira’s nose as he stands.
“‘Ur over here sleepin’ ‘n there's a demon we must catch!” The snow-haired male spits, walking away hands fisted in his pockets.
“But the trip is 13 hours” You pipe up, your relaxed manner shouldn’t be putting him at ease like it was.
“Shut up!” He barked, stomping away. The train was still a ways away from your destination. Hopefully, Sanemi could find some relief in that.
*** “Eh?”
It was the first time you heard Sanemi look so dumbstruck in your life. The first time he didn’t look at you with such malice. You didn’t know that he was capable of such a response.
“You're telling me” He begins, walking toward you before his hands find your much less muscled shoulders. “That a motherfucking wolf…was the demon?!” He rasps, still looking at you with bloodshot eyes. You nodded quickly, slightly trembling in his grasp. He releases you after a long moment. You could see him connecting the dots behind his eyes.
He didn’t have to send Kyojuro on a goose chase to give the two of you alone time. He didn’t have to hole you up at the Inn to keep you safe. There was no damn demon here. Just an exaggerated story of a demon that was actually a damn wolf. Un-fucking-believable.
“Yeah, the staff told me, I guess we stayed for a week for nothing, how dumb!” You beam, catching the male off guard.
You never smiled like that, not genuinely anyway. Weird how you could joke about the man-slaughtering wolf but at this point he oughta laugh too. He’s been pacing around this shit-hole of a town. Asking but failing to gather intel because of these timid-ass people. Making believable stories to Kyojuro about false evidence outside of town. And of course, keeping you here and doing the work for you both. Making sure you had everything you needed, and of course making sure pre-trip the room, only had two beds.
Against your soft plea to sleep on the floor, you were told “no” and that was it. Too easy.
It was odd how used to the smell of your s/c skin and your h/t hair. The way he would pretend to sleep when you thought you were safe, your hands wandering underneath your pajamas. He heard it all. The soft hums and ruffling of sheets when you thought you were being quiet. The way you tip-toed out of bed to clean yourself before returning. The way you watched him sleep with your e/c eyes to make sure you didn’t wake him.
But also the tiniest whine of his name.
“Lord Shinazugawa?” You utter, raising a brow at the male. He blinked slowly, noticing you stiffen under his focused stare.
“I’ll go let Rengoku know that the mission is over, stay here” He commands, his voice a touch mild. He moves you with a hand before opening the door, leaving you behind.
You breathe in, deeply. Fists clutched at your sides, it's a good thing it went this way for you.
“ How should I explain that he won’t find Lord Rengoku…”
Because before the staff told you, a person had been mauled by the wolf. Flame haori, stained with dirt and blood.
“At least there’s a new hashira spot left”
College Guys
Yandere Theme Level Two
Threatening, Violence (but no death) Attempt at SA but can also be consensual or dub con. Might consider your opinion but prob not.
Warnings: NSFW (NO SPOILERS)
MDNI!
Sanemi Shinazugawa x Oblivious! (9+10=21) Female AFAB Reader x Tomioka Giyuu.
WK: 1000-2000?
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"W-wait! " your hand darts out before you could think. The big man nearly frightened you a moment.
"Oh? Is Y/n not a hugger?" Sanemi replies, a subtle remorse in his tone. Your mouth opens but you close it.
"Its alright, no need to get worked up over him" A cool voice interjects.
Tomioka Giyuu. You had just met him, he didn't smile not once, and honestly you find it weird how him and Sanemi were so close. 'Maybe they grew up together' was your first thought when you had entered the coffee shop.
Things were different, you were in the car of a guy you never met. You went to a coffee shop without your friend for once, and you met the second guy who took your breath away.
Long black hair, wild. But his ocean eyes.
"Hello, Y/n." he greeted as you neared his booth. He didn't smile but his voice soothed you. Hushed but clear enough for you to hear him. Sanemi slammed a palm on the table.
"I finally got Y/n here" Sanemi boosts his feat, his hand on your back. "Go on now, cutie" He gently guides you into the leather seats.
"Oh uh thanks" You said blinking, moving to sit down. Maybe they’re nice after all.
The man sitting before you. Tall, handsome, collar peeking out from his sweater, the sleeves rolled up-he obviously pumps iron despite looking so chilled out. Perhaps they are gym pals too and not just classmates?
"Are you alright? You look a bit nervous" He says, eyes staring deep into yours. You wipe your palms over your skirt, and nod.
"Yeah its been a minute since I hanged out with someone other than my bestfriend." You replied, smiling a bit as you thought of what 'Shin Shin' would think if she were here. "Oh, you have a best friend" He inquires, "thats nice" His eyes don't seem to leave yours, your so caught up in his eye contact you don't notice how Sanemi is beside you. His hand finds your thigh.
"You should have seen her walk out her house today, pretty lil' thing" Sanemi says, patting your leg. You force a chuckle.
"T-thanks, I was looking for a reason to dress up" You say turning to the white-haired male. The other male's foot brushes up against yours. "Oh! Sorry I forgot to ask, what's your name?"
***
Tomioka Giyuu.
He pats Sanemi on the back, before moving towards you. Grabbing the hand at your side with a gentleness you couldn't match.
"Hey." He gives you the slightest smile, "get home safe."
***
"--And thats what happened!" You exclaimed into the phone, head propped up on your light f/c pillow. Your freshly washed legs moving back and forth behind you. Shinobu hums, obviously invested.
"Oh they definitely like you Y/n, I think you striked gold with finding two hot guys like that--funny i don't recall seeing them" She says on the inquisitive side. "So how are you guys gonna do the project?"
"OH! The project!" You shriek, darting up in your bed. "We didn't even talk about it! It was mainly introductions! They ordered drinks but I couldn't get one because--"
"Your mom cut you off" "--Yes! and when I was gonna decline Sanemi - the guy sitting beside me with the scars -ya know what I mean--? Said 'Just order cutie, i'll pay for you' Like omg, that was so awesome. These guys were so nice!"
"Hmm... offering to pay, for nothing in return." She begins, you could hear her skepticism.
"No way! They don't like me like that"
"He literally called you cutie though" "He was saying it like a friend, Shin Shin, besides they're so hot they could definitely date anyone they wanted so it doesn't make sense"
She sighs over the phone. You playfully roll your eyes. Of course they like you its just not like that. Your just acquaintances, you just met them.
You lay back down comfortably in bed, making a mental reminder to message them about the actual project soon. Sanemi had already shared your number with Tomioka.
"But he tried to hug you though" Shinobu pipes up. Your palm rubs at your eyes before a yawn escapes.
*Ding*
A message, that follows another. From Tomioka.
"He's texting me"
"Who?" "Tomioka" you click on the message.
I'm outside Can I come in?
"Oh! He's outside my house! Can I call you back?" You yelped, jumping out of bed.
"Wait Y/-" No time, i'll apologize later for hanging up.
You rush to the door. Why did he come? Why didn't he just call first? It doesn't add up. But then again maybe he came by to work on the project. You thought as millions of other thoughts crowded your brain as you reached the door, unlocking it.
There he was. Same outfit as before. But he's wearing something different.
His face that is. His eyes are a bit wide, even his lips were parted as he subtly eyed you head to toe. You have been in only a loose tank-top with no bra and bed shorts.
"Ah I didn't know you would come I didn't have time to change" You say, a light smile on your cheeks. You shiver a bit when a loose gale rolls past you.
"I'm sorry, I just couldn't stop" He begins, his voice a bit more tremulous than before. Is he okay? Your eyes pick up on his darkened cheeks. Instincts tell you to put you hand on them, and feel their warmth.
"Oh, Tomioka" You mumble, double blinking. "You have a fever don't you? Is that why you came by? I might have some medicine for you" You are sure you feel his face lean into your soft hands. The soap you used for your shower, making him a bit dizzy.
"No, no" He begins, softly moving your hand with both of his. He shakes his head. "I'm not sick," He grins, warmly pulling your hand towards the center of his chest.
Ba-dump, Ba-dump, Badump. Quick. And it just keeps getting even faster than the last beat.
"Tomioka?" You question, searching his eyes, the irises look black in the darkness of the outside and you can barely see the hue of blue from the soft lighting of your home.
"I can't stop thinking of you Y/n" He admits, his eyes crinkling as he smiles. You double blink, your eyes narrow at him a moment.
"Tomioka" Your voice sounds so pretty, he is certain that you feel the exact same way. "I know, and your right" you sighed, shaking your head. The male searches your averted eyes.
"I know what you mean, We should have done more stuff for the project today, but I forgotten all about it. I had fun hanging out with you and Sanemi, Lets focus on the project tomorrow" You ramble, unaware of Tomioka's slowly falling lips. "Or whatever day works for you."
"Ah." He hums, slowly blinking at you. You nod at him as your hand finds a lock of your hair. Twirling it around your digit.
"I still think you might have a fever, get home soon, maybe take a test to make sure it's not Covid or something"
"Ah huh," He hums, a light smile gracing his lips. His hand reaches above you before gently rubbing the top of your head. You blink questioningly.
"Tomioka what are you-"
"Why didn't you hug Sanemi today" He interrupts, his tone still as non-chalant as it can be.
"Oh, I uh" You stammer. Honestly, it was because he was so handsome you were intimidated. But you rather lie. "He just caught me by surprise"
He hums at that, retrieving his hand from your head. "He was kinda disappointed after that"
"He was?" Your brows furrow. He seemed pretty normal after dropping you off.
"Yeah, I can tell--I've been knowing him awhile"
***
"Y/n~" he rasps, shuddering at the aching of his flushed dick. He sat in his bed, stripped all but his boxers in the low lighting of his bedside lamp.
His muscled legs trembled as he edged himself. No not yet, gotta wait, wait till it happens.
He teased his darkened tip, the slit pouring out his essence but not allowing himself to cum. He must wait, wait for her.
"I wanna feel you so bad" His hips bucked into his calloused hands. Far too tight a grip to resemble what your cunt might feel like.
His skin was flushed deeply, he was practically dancing on the edge of a cliff. He wanted to orgasm, yes. But he wanted to orgasm with you even more.
"Y/n," He repeats, and against his body's pleas, he releases his slick member. The poor thing throbbing as it was denied yet another release.
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End of Part Two.
the end notes from the last one lowkey foreshadowed this
HOPE YOU ENJOYED(I should've put slow burn on this)
Tags: @yanderekny
All work made by me except art.
Also to my fellow writers tumblr distorts some of the words for some unknown reason and i had to come back and reedit what i already typed. if a word is out of place. Thats why