Hello! I'm Really New Here And I Really Love Your Writing On Muichiro... Like The Incident With Giyuu

maybe hcs with the hashira + kamaboko with an s/o that transformed into a demon in front of them?

Sure! I’m not sure I’ll do every single hashira, but I’ll do most!

Their Nurse;

Pairing: Sanemi, Kyojuro, and Giyuu x reader

Content warning: mentions of blood

Word count: 822 words

Readers sex: Female

Summary: how you help your injured hashira as a nurse :)

This is a request for @ultravioletqueen!

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Kyojuro

Kyojuro was brought to the butterfly mansion with terrible wounds, he was limping with some help, but everyone knew he was deeply hurt.

You were working on the laundry, but when you saw Kyojuro, your world stopped. You rushed to him, asking everyone what happened.

When they explained he was attacked by an upper rank, you urged them to take him to a bed, “put him down now!” Everyone was startled by you, saying that you’re typically a very shy girl. Nobody has ever seen you act this way before, “leave! I need space please!” You shouted as you hurried to tend to the man’s wounds.

With each stitch, you were praying that Kyojuro was safe. You knew that with his profession there is never a grantee for tomorrow, but it never makes it any easier.

You stayed by the man’s side, with tears in your eyes. He stirred away, “Dear..?” He spoke in a raspy voice. You looked at that man, and grabbed his hand gently, “yes babe..” he tried to chuckle as he rubbed your hand with his thumb, “don’t look so sad, I would hate to see you stuck like that.” He tried to joke, in his raspy state.

You giggled, as you started checking over the man and his wounds now that he was awake. “I’m fine dear.. it’s okay..” he whispered, watching you check over him.

“Its not.. I had to patch you up, and it was hard.. I have to make sure you’re okay..” you spoke with a voice crack. “Dear… I’m sorry you had to do that…” he spoke trying to bring his hand to your cheek. “I love you Kyojuro.. please be more careful, there’s nothing wrong with running..” you whispered placing his hand on your cheek, snuggling into it.

“I know dear.. at least I got to see the sassy side of you, you should be assertive more often.” He spoke with a loud laugh, as you sat there blushing.

Giyuu

Giyuu limped into the house that the two of you shared, holding his side. You were walking in from gathering fruits when you saw your boyfriend, you dropped the basket of fruits and ran to get your supplies.

You rushed to his side, and helped him walk to a chair where he could sit. Once he was sat down, you got to work, stitching any deep cut, doing anything you could to help him.

“You don’t have to rush.. I’ll be fine..” Giyuu spoke quietly as he watched you patch him up, you looked up from his toned abs, where one of his deepest cuts were, and frowned “why would you say that? You’re not fine.. you should’ve went to the mansion.. the house is so much further..” you scolded, as you went back to stitching up his wound. “They wouldn’t be able to treat me as good as you..” he whispered watching you be gentle, but efficient.

“They would’ve done fine! You could’ve died babe!” You continued to scold him, as you wrapped his stomach. “I didn’t though..” he whispered. “You could’ve died Giyuu! That’s not okay!” You spoke with tears falling down your face.

Once you were done you stood up, and walked away, before you could get fully away Giyuu grabbed your arm and turned you toward him. “I’m sorry beautiful..” he whispered placing a kiss on your forehead.

You sobbed in his bruised chest, as he tried to comfort you. You loved the man so much it hurt, thinking about him dying makes you want to go with him.

Sanemi

Sanemi refused to accept any help from Kakushi, so he was walking around holding his open stomach wound closed, dripping blood on the ground. He was hellbent on finding out if you were okay, you were a Kakushi after all, you couldn’t defend yourself.

You were patching up someone silently when you heard the commotion, you looked over to see you wounded lover. Your eyes widened in shock as you stood up, running toward the man.

He smiled when he saw you running toward him, when you met him you demanded him to sit down. “Sit down Nemi! You’re hurt!” You scolded, helping him sit down.

“I was worried that you were hurt..” he whispered as he sat down, admiring you.

“I’m fine! I don’t fight demons for a living! You have to be more careful Nemi! I won’t always be here to patch you up!” He just chuckled, watching you patch him up.

When you were done you helped the man up, putting his arm over your shoulder, placing a hand on his stomach for support. “You take good care of me doll.” He smirked as he limped back.

You blushed as you calmed down, you get so frustrated when he doesn’t take care of himself. He’s not invincible, the thought of his death brings a dreading feeling in your stomach, it’s the worst feeling ever.

Four eyes;

Pairing: Kyojuro, Tengen, and Sanemi x reader

Content warning: some suggestive themes

Word count: 948 words

Readers Sex: Female

This is a request for @taniavttv!

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Kyojuro-

“Hey beautiful!” Kyojuro beamed from behind you wrapping his arms around your waist, you smiled leaning back into his chest.

You were too lost in your thoughts to even notice your boyfriend come up from behind him, you turned to face him placing your hand on his chest.

“Where do you want to go for lunch, dear?” He asked before placing a soft kiss on your forehead, you felt your cheeks heat up at the interaction.

“Our favorite dinner?” You asked, looking up at the man. He chucked pushing your slipping glasses up your nose, “you’re so cute.” He spoke before walking out to get dressed.

-

The two of you sat at a booth together enjoying a milkshake together with your food, “babe, what’s on your mind.” Kyojuro asked breaking your thoughts as you played with the food infront of you.

“I’ve just been thinking about getting contacts… I feel so self conscious about wearing these on my face everyday just to see… I don’t look good in them anymore..” you whispered your insecurities to your boyfriend at ease.

“I think you always look perfect babe, glasses or not, you’re beautiful. Contacts won’t change you in my eyes, regardless of your decision I will support you, I just don’t think you need them dear.”

You smiled at your boyfriend response, feeling relieved at his calmness and reassurance. “You sure contacts won’t be better when you’re having your way with me… I know it’s tiring to keep them on my face.”

“I’m positive dear, just means I’m doing what I want to do to you”

Tengen-

Tengen watched you laugh with his wives, you were in your own world. You laughed at whatever joke Suma was making, which caused your face to brighten up. It was something Tengen could look at all day, especially because you have glasses. It’s so rare for someone with such power to wear glasses, he finds it attractive.

You suddenly stopped laughing whipping your head around, you quickly stood up, welding your sword from beside the door.

You rushed ahead, your senses overloaded, you don’t know what kind of demon is causing your senses to overload the way it is.

Tengen rushed from behind you, urging his wives not to follow. You looked at the demon in front of you, his hideous gaze focused on you.

“I’ve come to finish you off, dear” the demon smirked as he stood with his chest puffed, the demon that killed your entire family remembered you.

You said nothing holding your mothers sword so tight your knuckles turned white, “Cherry Blossom breathing final form: Retribution.”

You swung your sword with inhuman speed, you stuck the demons neck flawlessly. Your speed shocked even you, causing you to fall forward, you held your hands out expecting to fall to the ground only to feel yourself getting caught by someone’s muscular arms.

Though he caught you, your glasses hit the ground. You looked down at your glasses giggling, “maybe it’s a sign of change.” You tried to speak lightheartedly. “Besides, I didn’t look that good in them anyways.” Tengen pulled you away from his chest, looking at you with a scolding look.

“Take it back! Your glasses make you look so fucking beautiful, we’re getting you a new pair tomorrow!”

Sanemi-

Sanemi had just come home from a long day of training, the only thing he wanted to do was take a shower, and lay with your cute ass. He loved the way you looked in his shirts with your glasses on, he would always have to pull them off your face when you fall asleep in his arms.

You were currently in the kitchen making some food for the two of you, your back was to him as you mixed whatever concoction you were making for dinner.

Sanemi laid his head on your back, leaning against you. The man was so tired, he didn’t want to say much, he just wanted to be near you. You were a big source of his happiness, if not the only source, other than slaying demons ofc!

You giggle turning around, catching the man’s head in your hands, you placed your own forehead against his placing small kisses on his nose.

“Hey handsome, how was work today?” You asked running your hand up and down his toned chest, trying to relax the man as much as you could.

“It was okay, nothing event-“ he paused as his eyes met yours, you weren’t wearing your glasses like you always did, “why aren’t you wearing your glasses? Can you even see?” He asked pulling away from you to examine your face.

You giggled shaking your head, “nothing silly, I just wanted to try out contacts to see how they would look! They look good? No?” You asked, truly hating how you looked in your glasses. They were such an inconvenience to your occupation, and they made your face look fat. You fucking hated it.

“Where are they?” He asked as he turned around walking to the room, you giggled before continuing to cook food for the two of you. “They’re in my nightstand.”

He turned his head before he walked into your room, “I want you in them, in my shirt, with dinner when I’m done. It’s been such a stressful day, all I want is you..” he muttered.

You felt your heart skip a beat as you rushed to take your contacts out, replacing them with your glasses. You did as he requested, making sure dinner was made to perfection. When he walked out the bathroom, a big smile was placed on his face.

“Nice to see you again, foureyes, you look fucking stunning”

Best Part;

Pairing: Hotaru Haganezuka x reader

Content warning: Degrading, threatening w/ a knife, and physical alteration (both are very brief)

Word count: 629 words

Readers sex: Female

Summary: Hotaru hears locals bashing you.

This is a request for @ultravioletqueen!

I hope you enjoy!

Honestly want to make more about Hotaru..

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You live in the hidden swords village, you grew up there with you family. Your family has been known for making knifes, and smaller weapons to fight with. They’ve always believed that the small things matter just as much as the big things, you’ve mastered their techniques and you are among the best in your family.

Though your husband Hotaru praises your work, many make fun of your work. You can’t pretend to not know what’s being said, because they make it very obvious. Your husband doesn’t see it because he is always focused on you when he’s not working, but let me tell you when he first heard it.. it wasn’t good.

You and Hotaru are walking to go get some of his dango, when you heard a couple of men make fun of you as you walked by. “Look at that scum.. I’d be ashamed if I ever dedicated my time to something as stupid as knife making.” One of the man chucked, “I know! The smaller things don’t mean shit compared to the swords.” The other laughed. “She should be glad she has such a skillful husband, otherwise-“

The man was cut short by Hotaru grabbing the collar of his shirt, “what were you saying about my wife?” He asked glaring at the man. The man, obviously shocked, was speechless. You ran over to your husband and grabbed his toned arm, “Taru.. it’s okay..” you whispered looking at your husband through your mask.

He shook his head as he pulled out one of your best knifes, when you made your best knife you gifted it to the man, and put it the man’s throat. “If i ever hear you or any other person in the damn village speak about my wife like that ever again, I won’t stop.” He growled as he pressed the knife into his neck slightly.

The man shook while shouting, “okay! I understand!” You pulled your mask on your forehead as you pleaded with your husband, “Please! Stop! It’s not that serious Taru!” You shouted as you pulled the man’s arm.

He dropped the man as pulled your mask back down, “let’s go dear.” He grabbed your hand and laced his hands with you, squeezing your hand softly. “I’m sorry I lost my cool.. I can’t stand hearing them speak poorly about you..” he spoke looking down at his hand in yours.

“It’s okay.. it’s really not that serious babe..” you spoke as you swung the two of your hands back and forth. He stopped in his tracks, pulling you back to face him.

He pulled his mask up, looking at you. “I won’t ever let anyone speak poorly about you, you’re nothing less than a queen and I refuse to allow others to speak about you like that.” You felt tears fill your eyes as you lifted your own mask, you got on your tippy toes and places a kiss on the man’s lips. The two of you have shared many kisses throughout your relationship, but each kiss feels like the first time.

“Don’t cry beautiful, let’s go get some dango! It’ll cheer you up!” The man spoke as he pulled the both of your masks down, running toward the dango store. You giggled as you allowed the man to pull you along with him, you loved him more than he’d ever know.

When the two of you arrived at the dango store you ordered his favorite and went on your way, “let’s go home now, we got the dango.” He spoke with a smile under his mask while walking. “I’m sorry if I ruined your day…” you whispered feeling insecure about what happened earlier that day.

“How can you ruin my day, when you’re the best part of it.”

(Okay, this is mad short, so it’s possible I’ll come back and touch this one up.)

I have a question…

Will you marry me?

🥹💍💕

I’m sorry love! I don’t think I can! I’m spoken for ;) I don’t think he’d appreciate it😭

Beg;

Pairing: Kanae x reader

Content warning: dominant!Kanae, fingering, use of dildo, and oral

Word count: 719 words

Readers sex: Female

This is a request for @thevader49!

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Kanae is the last person anyone would expect to be dominant in a relationship, but her bending you over her knee says otherwise.

You were “bad” in public, she says you were showing your ass off to the world, and for that you deserved to be punished. You whined as you laid on her leg, knowing you couldn’t move without getting punished more.

She smacked your ass with force waiting on you to begin counting, you knew if you didn’t count, it would only get worse. “..one..” you whimpered feeling your panties get wet at the feeling.

She giggled before smacking your ass again, “nice and loud dear.” She reminded you soothing your ass slightly waiting on you to continue. “Two!”

“Atta girl..” she whispered giving you a three more good slaps, “you’re such a good girl for me.. you’re practically dripping all over me princess.” She giggled sliding your thong to the side so she could feel your slick cunt.

You moaned at the feeling of her finger making contact with your slick cunt, “tell me what you want dear.” She purred bringing her finger to her mouth so she could lick it off.

“I want you to fuck me baby! Please!” You pleaded with your girlfriend hoping she would truly show you who’s boss.

She smirked picking you up like you weighed nothing before positioning you on the bed just the way she wanted, ass in the air, ready to take all of her.

She teased you with the tip of the dildo, pushing it into your tight hole slowly. “Beg.” She demanded refusing to move, “please baby! Please fuck me like a slut!” You yelled wanting nothing more than her. She giggled, “your wish is my command dear.”

She slammed into you, not caring if you adjusted to the size or not. Your scream was mixed with pleasure and pain, it was the best fucking pain you’ve ever felt.

“You like that doll?” She asked as she watched your reactions to her filling you up. You could only moan as a response which only brought the woman more pleasure, “Fuck, I want to taste you.” She spoke aloud before suddenly pulling out of you.

She got on her knees, yanking your legs down with her, your stomach laid flat on the bed, as your wet cunt sat in view for her to admire. She felt her mouth water as she looked at your dripping heat.

She flipped you over so you laid on your back, she made sure to keep your legs nice and wide. She held your legs open looking up at you, before placing a small slow lick up your slit.

You moaned gripping the sheets; even the slightest things she does causes a reaction out of you. She giggled as she watched your body squirm waiting for more.

“Please baby..” you whimpered looking down at your girlfriend who had the biggest smirk on her face. “Please what?” She asked squeezing your thighs as she waited for a response.

“Baby! I don’t-“ your thoughts were cut off with a sharp sting on your cunt “who are you protesting?” She asked sternly. “I’m sorry baby! Please eat me out!” You pleaded, wanting nothing more than her.

She smiled rubbing your stinging cunt, “I’m sorry I smacked you so hard dear, I’ll make it up to you.” She spoke before going to work.

She knew exactly how to make you scream; she sucked on your clit slightly before shoving her tongue deep in you, using her nose to tease your clit.

You moaned loudly at the motion throwing your head back at the sudden pleasure, “please don’t stop baby!” You screamed, clutching the bed harder feeling the knot in your stomach tighten.

She giggled before she began to suck on your clit once again, shoving her fingers into your hole, curling them in perfectly.

You gasped feeling yourself cum all over your girlfriends face and fingers, you tried closing your legs, but she held them open with force wanting to see your every move.

You twisted and turned as you rode out your high, she slid up through your open thighs placing a soft kiss on your lips. She reached down rubbing your sensitive clit causing you to hiss

“Don’t get to comfortable, I’m next dear!”

Hiiii I was just wondering if you could do A akaza x reader fic similar to Zuko and sandy from grease high school au totes fine if you don’t I absolutely love your fics 😇😁

I’d have to do some research, but I’m sure I can make it happen!

I would really like to make a request, basically some headcanons of genya, kyojuro and hotaru with a couple who had an accident in which their face was completely unrecognizable and they feel very ashamed of it so they always cover their face(she thinks that now it's horrifying and it's sure to end on its own).

Sure!! I’ll do my best!

Hello, it's me again, I hope I can make another request if it's not too much trouble, about some headcanon of kyojuro, giyuu and Sanemi with a nurse couple (preferably shy) who always attends to them, I hope you don't mind if I make another request.

Make as many requests as you would like love! You help me produce more for others to read and enjoy! I will add this to my notes and start working soon; it may not be out today or tomorrow, but I promise I won’t forget!

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