Challenge Friday piece of the @pixelcafe-network!!
Also my first time writing for Demon Slayer! Enjoy this angsty Gyutaro fic!
wc - 500ish
cw - angst, abuse, stockholm syndrome, character death, everyone dies, blood.
Looking around at the destruction you couldn’t help but think to yourself, this must have been the work of a Hashira. Curious, you had made your way back into the destroyed entertainment district after sneaking away from the three women helping people leave. You had to check on Gyutaro
You had been helping Daki and her brother for over a year now, in return, they kept you alive. In that year, you hadn’t meant to fall in love with Gyutaro. It was clear he did not feel the same way. You had spent countless hours making sure Daki was taken care of and pampered only so you could spend a few hours a night with Gyutaro. His hard features were beautiful to you. His marred skin, although rough, was perfect in your eyes. You had always wanted to reach out and touch the dark, cloud like marks on his skin.
The first time you touched him unintentionally, his hand shot up, gripping your face, “Focus on her, do not touch me again” his face inches away from yours as he jolted his head in his sister's direction. “You’re here to help us, nothing more. Be happy you’re still alive. Pathetic thing”
As the months wore on, casual brushes of your hand against his arms, a quick flash of your legs as you moved around the small room you had been confined to. Daki brought you small meals when she remembered you were human. Leaving you mostly with her brother when he was separated from her. He barely treated you like more than a pet, a small toy for him to play with and entertain himself.
The first time he touched you intentionally, after you had dropped a tea cup and the broken glass cut your palm, his rough hands were gentle. Bringing your palm up to his lips, drinking your blood in small sips as his eyes rolled to the back of his head before shoving your hand away, “bandage that.. before my sister sees.”
He kept his distance from you for a few days. The scent of your blood under the bandages was almost overwhelming to him while all you wanted was his attention again. He looked so serene while he drank your blood. It only served to deepen your feelings for him, to be the only one he would feed from.
You kept up your duties, even after Daki had suspected demon slayers were being sent. Overhearing her conversations with Gyutaro every night, you heard her mention capturing a few women who were snooping around, planning to poison another, and she suspects more will be sent, possibly a hashira.
None of you had expected the hashira would bring others with him. As you rounded a corner, the buildings all collapsed, some burning, you heard the fight before you ever saw it. Watching Gyutaro take on the hashira, a long with a younger demon slayer, while Daki was being attacked by two more younger slayers. You watched in horror as they were both beheaded, landing close enough to you that you could hear their arguing. Tears brimming in your eyes as you watched them start to disintegrate and turn to ash.
Watching them argue, your ears felt as if they were stuffed with cotton. Everything was muffled and felt like it was in slow motion. Watching Gyutaros body release the blood slashes, finally closing your eyes, letting them hit you.
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Self ship coded, but written as xGNReader. (reader is self conscious)
Not smut - but suggestive. Body worship if you squint.
You hated it. You hated how his fingers ghosted across the parts of yourself that you found the hardest to look at. You hated that he spent so much time focusing on them. Palms running up your sides and back down your tummy, pressing kisses under your belly button and up your sternum.
"You're thinking to much." he mumbled into your chest, his thumbs coming up to brush over your nipple.
"I can't help it." You threw a hand over your face.
"Stop thinking and just feel then. Feel what you do to me." he ground his crotch against your thigh, causing you to gasp. "Don't know how you can hate any part of yourself."
Looking down at him, you cupped his cheeks, gently pulling him up, silently asking for a kiss. "Maybe you'll just have to keep reminding me then" you whispered against his lips.
WIP Wednesday!! A small blurb from my Sanemi/Reader/Tengen fic I have been working on!!
He would be lying if he denied seeing your attempts. Holding back, knowing he had almost next to no experience. He wasn’t a virgin by any means, he had taken part in the women in the Entertainment District before he became a Hashira, but it had been many years since, and he was a selfish man back then, seeking only his own pleasure, getting off only to ease his frustrations and to sleep.
With you, he wanted to make it right. He wanted you to enjoy yourself. He had heard, from Tengen, how women enjoyed themselves. Overhearing him speak to Rengoku about how pleased his wives were and how much they enjoyed being with him. At the time, choking it up to tall tales from a half drunk man. A small inkling of a thought popped into his head before he shook it, he could ask Tengen to show him how to please you. No, that would be absurd. You would never agree to that. Not to mention, he would not want you to be seen like that with any other man. He may not have taken you yet, but you were his wife, meant for his eyes only.
The idea mulled around in his head for a few weeks and he would push it out every time. After every meeting, when Tengen would start to talk like he had sexual prowess, the idea wormed its way back into Sanemis skull. Even if he wanted to ask Tengen for help, how could he? He couldn’t just bring it up with you either. It was such a deeply personal issue, he couldn’t help but blush at just the thought of it.
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