Special Medicine

Special Medicine

TanjiroxFem!Reader

A/N: ummmm hi! :) I have been gone for a fat minute, I apologize *bows profusely* but here is just a word blob (?) to feed you all as I use my last brain cell to try and finish my other works, but I shall return! Remember to take care of yourselves, get plenty of rest, drink water, and eat yummy food. :)

TW: SmUt, creampie (breeding kink for Tanji), reader is a nurse (if that counts as one?), mentions of scars (from Tanji being strong boi 🥹), nicknames (honey, darling, good girl, etc.), believe that’s it, lmk if I missed something!

Enjoy! Hehe 😉

Soft footsteps walking to the room.

The quiet pat pat pat of you shoes gets Tanjiro's heart racing, adrenaline filling his veins as he closes his eyes. Try to gauge how much longer it'll take you to finish your rounds before you'll walk into his room. Before your small soft hands will be on him.

Before you're his.

His heart pounds in his chest as the door slowly opens and you step inside. He takes a second to admire you, how the soft moonlight shines against your features.

Your bright eyes, the ones he loves to stare into, especially when his cock is buried inside your tight hole and you gush around him, your pretty eyes rolling to the back of your head.

Your soft plush lips, the ones he loves to see wrapped around his cock, jaw stretching and slacking to accommodate his size. Pretty red lip stains all around his cock and its base, even smudging against his pelvis when you bravely take all his length.

Your soft hands, the ones he loves to feel running down his toned body, your delicate hands carving and mapping out his rough, battle-scarred body. Gripping his waist tightly as he drills into you, tugging at his hair when he’s in between your legs, lapping up your sweet juices like it’s his last meal.

Your pretty legs, gods, the way he just easily towers over you. Folds you in half, like paper, and rails you senselessly, focused on hitting that spot inside you that you swear makes you see stars. Thumb rubbing your clit furiously, wanting you to make a mess on him.

“Go on honey, make a mess for me.”

“Darling, you’re doing so good. Just a few more, you can give me a few more, right?”

“Oh, I knew you could. Such a good girl, my sweet girl. Always so, so good for me.”

“G-gods, I’m almost there honey. You too, I can feel it. My love, I want you to cum with me, ok? You can do it, I know you can.”

“Just o-one more for you, and I’ll give you what you want, ok? Oh, I know you can do it, m-my precious girl. Go on, let go.”

And that’s exactly what you do, every time . Hands gripping onto him, pulling him impossibly closer, thighs trembling in his grip, pressed firmly to your chest. Pretty eyes rolling to the back of your head, a thin coat of sweat on both your bodies as you come undone.

Body trembling in his arms as you cum for the nth time that night, curses falling from your mouth as you tumble over the edge again and again. Then you feel it.

The familiar twitch of Tanjiro’s cock, the grip on your thighs tightens, and he throws his head back as he too comes undone inside you. His hot seed painting your insides white, claiming you as his again. Now he’s the one trembling, curses falling from his lips as his orgasm washes over him in powerful waves.

And those rough calloused hands hold your face tenderly, as if you’re made of glass, and he slowly removes himself from you. Once he’s sure his legacy is planted firmly inside you, of course.

Gentle kisses are placed all over your face, you’re gently wiped clean, gently held in his arms. Whispered praises, more kisses and Tanjiro’s strong arms wrapped around your waist is all you need to fall asleep peacefully.

And training is better than before, Tanjiro’s stamina has increased so much! Maybe he found another set of breathing techniques to help? Maybe he ate some good food? Maybe he has more motivation? A pretty girl cheering him on?

But as you both steal glances at each other, a blush spreading across his cheeks, a gentle smile from you. Of course, you both know none of those are the case.

It was just some new special medicine, nothing more.

do you have a taglist for tanjiros secret? if so can i be added ?

I do not, but I will make one and you will be added….

Once I figure out how to do it, I am still new to tumblr. 😅

Fear not! I will use my two brain cells and figure it out. 👍😌

Until then eat yummy foods, drink some water, and get plenty of rest.

Eyes on Me

Sub!TanjiroxDom!Fem!Reader

TW/CW:handjob, oral(male recieving), Dom!reader, Sub!Tanjiro, thigh smacks (a few), cursing, sex toys, I think that's it...

“I said, eyes on me, Tanjiro.” Your palm soothes over the bright red handprint on his thigh as dark, watery, red eyes look at you. You can feel his cock throbbing in your hand. He likes it. 

“If you can’t keep your pretty eyes on me, then I won’t let you cum.” Tanjiro, desperate now, nods his head quickly, his hanafuda earrings moving along with his head.

He watches with anticipation as you slowly lower your head, slowly licking up from the base to the pretty red tip of his cock, then sucking gently. A quiet whine escapes his lips and, even though he knows he shouldn’t, he thrusts harshly into your mouth, a strangled moan coming from him as he hits the back of your throat, and you gag.

He feels you pull away and his eyes go wide, realizing his mistake, as he looks at you. But to his surprise, you’re not mad. You’re staring up at him with a smile, “Tanjiro.” Your voice is sweet, like the honey he had with his tea this morning, “If you wanted more, you could’ve asked.” 

Cruel. 

You’re being cruel and you know it. You know he wouldn’t be able to get a word out, not with the gag you placed over his mouth.

He squirms, pieces of a sentence managing to come through, but not making any sense. You only smirk in response as you listen, chin in the palm of your hand, eyes raking over the red head man in front of you.

You knew he was handsome, but gods, he was fucking gorgeous like this. Hands restrained to the headboard, the blindfold you had previously put on around his neck, the gag you had put on, pupils blown out, face flushed, sweat starting to coat his body. Sweat you wanted to lick off, make him more embarrassed than he already is.

The bang of the headboard brings you back, realizing he was tugging at the restraints to get free. A single smack to his thigh makes him focus on you again, a surprised yelp muffled by the gag .

“You know what happens when you do that, don’t you?” Your voice still sweet, but there’s mischief now as you reach over into the box filled with your personal things. 

You maintain eye contact as he squirms more and tries to speak to you, muffled parts of apologies coming through yet, once again, you can only smirk at him as you pull out what you were looking for and his eyes go wide as he squirms more. 

The ring.

Do you have a masterlist?

I do not have a masterlist YET. I will make one soon tho for those of you wanting one. 😊

Take care of yourselves, eat yummy food, drink some water, and get plenty of rest.

My Storm

Yandere!ZenitsuxFem!Reader

This is a second part to "For Me", again if anything listed makes you uncomfortable don't read/ interact!

I kinda let myself get too deep into this, (that's what she said lol) so Zenitsu's is significantly longer than Tanji's (......).

TW:kidnapping, electrocution, obsessive behavior, stalking, breaking and entering, claustrophobia (?), slight cursing, believe that's it

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Of course it happened to you. It's not like you already had a lot to deal with, the piles of paperwork, bills, and your crumbling social life, losing power in your apartment is exactly what you needed. A perfect way to start your night and, even better, it's snowing outside which means, freezing cold inside.

You're huddled under all the blankets you can find on your couch, trying to finish up your paperwork. Your hands hurt from the cold, they're stiff and pale, but you push through. You have a deadline after all.

By the time you hit the halfway point you can hardly feel your fingers, you're too cold. Teeth chattering, body shivering, hands and feet aching, but you keep writing away.

Like the hard worker you are.

A sudden knock at your door has you jumping, heart thumping in your chest. You slowly make your way to the door, looking through the small peep-hole, having to stand on your tiptoes just to reach. Bright yellow hair fills your view at first before you see the young man from next door, Zenitsu. He's handsome, smart, and always checks up on you.

Opening the door and poking your head out from under the blankets you speak quietly through your chattering teeth, “Y-yes?” The blonde only smiles sweetly at you, “Hello, did your power go out too?” Nodding you open the door a bit more, “It did actually, I thought I was the only one.”

Shaking his head he only chuckles quietly once he sees just how freezing you are, “I got my power to work, if you’d like you can go into my apartment and I can fix yours.”

Please.

Please.

Please.

He can see your hesitation, but he doesn’t blame you. You hardly know him, only small conversations in the mornings when you both leave the apartment at the same time. Simple talks, nothing too deep or meaningful. You don’t know him.

But I know you.

"It won't take long, I know my way around wires." He speaks softly and, feeling reassured you slowly nod, "If it's not too much trouble." He shakes his head, a bit too fast, "No trouble at all." He opens his apartment door and leads you inside.

Warmth. Finally, you felt the heat you had been craving blasting from the vents in the apartment. As he leads you to the couch you take in your surroundings. It's neat, clean, but the hallway looks smaller than yours. Shrugging it off you make yourself comfortable on the soft couch.

Zenitsu drapes one of his blankets over you and you're enveloped in his scent. Citrus? You huddle into the blanket and get a better whiff of it. Lemons? Pies? Lemon pie? It's relaxing in a weird sense. Being in your neighbors apartment, the citrusy scent bringing you comfort, freezing but slowly thawing out.

My couch.

My blanket.

My apartment.

My Y/N.

Zenitsu excuses himself and heads back to your apartment as you start working again, feeling warm at last. As promised, it doesn't take long until Zenitsu is taking you back to you apartment, "I got it to work, it was just a faulty wire that had come loose."

Smiling you nod and thank him for the nth time, "Thank you so much, again. I doubt I would've been able to sleep in that." Chuckling, he nods, "You're welcome, if you need anything I'm right next door. You're welcome anytime."

Now you sit at your desk, a little past your bedtime, but still working. The glow of your computer illuminating your features.

Like a goddess.

The warning box for low battery pops onto your screen and you sigh as you reach for the chord, "Damn low battery." You mutter as you plug the computer then reach down to plug it into the outlet.

Close.

So close.

Just a little more.

Pushing the plug into the outlet you feel the shock from it, a ZAP! coming from it. Pulling your hand back quickly your heart beats wildly, breathing heavily as you look at the plug then at your hand.

Finally.

A hand clamps over your mouth and you get pulled from your seat, your laptop falling to the floor. An arm wraps around your waist, pinning your arms against your sides before you're dragged out of your room and to the front door.

Thrashing and trying to scream, you knock over everything you can, desperate to make noise. To wake someone up. Anyone. No one comes, no one even bangs on the wall like they usually would. Just your luck.

Tears form in your eyes as you thrash, your attempts futile as whoever is holding you drags you easily out the door and down the hall. A door opens and you're dragged inside an apartment that smells vaguely familiar.

The hand clamped over your mouth moves up a bit and pinches your nose and you thrash more, finding it increasingly difficult to breathe. The arm around your waist only tightens slightly and you can't move, your vision becoming spotty and blurry as your struggles slowly come to a stop and you black out.

You wake up in the smallest room you've been in, basic and white. No windows, a single lamp by the bed you were laid in. One air vent big enough for someone to fit in above you, where golden brown eyes stared down at you.

"You're awake! Finally!" A rope falls from the vent and a figure slowly slides down it before rushing to your bedside happily, "I was worried I took it a bit too far. I'm glad I didn't though!" You're mortified, frozen as you take in the figure in front of you.

Zenitsu smiles brightly at you, like the sun, bouncing slightly on his heels before he sits at the edge of your bed and cups your face, "You're so pretty! You always are, even when you take off your makeup in the bathroom. And when you're sick! So cute!" He babbles on but you can only stare.

He's been in your apartment before? You have a security system though. The rope sways slightly and you understand everything. The vents. You have so many in your damn apartment, never paying attention to them, just going about your day.

Warm hands running across your cheeks then down your neck bring you back, "I didn't want it to come down to this, but it got too difficult. I just wanted you to myself! You can understand that, can't you?!" He holds both your hands and looks at you, eyes full of love and hope.

"You just complete me, in ways no one has. My heart just beats so fast when I'm with you. See?!" He places one of your hands on his chest, over his heart. It thumps wildly and his face flushes, "I-I just wanted you, so badly. I couldn't help myself anymore. My friends say I'm hopeless, just a romantic at heart. And they're not wrong!"

His face flushes more but you can see the hearts in his eyes as he looks at you in adoration, "It's like there's a fire in me that nothing can put out. And you're like a flood, no that's not right. A-a storm! That's it."

"A beautiful, wonderful storm. That goes over raging fires, that puts out even the biggest wildfires." He leans his forehead on to yours and the whimper that escapes you as you realize your fate makes his eyes darken. "A storm that calms me, a storm that I now have." He presses his lips to yours hungrily, like a man starved. "A storm that I've made my own."

"My storm."

Mine

Yandere!InosukexFem!Reader

This is the third part to "For Me", if anything listed makes you uncomfortable don't read/interact!

TW:kidnapping, drowning, obsessive behavior, cursing, mentions of animal/ critter drownings, mentions of death, think that's it

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"Inosuke, what do you think?" You step from your closet holding up two swimsuits, "Which one should I wear?" Inosuke turns his head from your bed to look at your choices.

A blue one piece with cuts near your waist and a black two piece with golden clasps resting on your hips and the two triangle pieces meant to cover your chest.

Shiny.

"That one." He points to the black one before he goes back to playing his game. Smiling to yourself you walk into your bathroom and get yourself ready, excited to go to the pool on the hot day. Maybe even meet someone, though your 'dates' always seemed to bail before you can actually get to know them, specifically when you introduce them to Inosuke.

Shrugging those thoughts away, knowing that he would never do that to you, you finish getting ready and slide your sandals on, "Ready, Inosuke?" Nodding he tosses his game onto your bed and rushes to grab both your bags before grabbing your hand and dashing out the house.

Giggling to yourself, you follow as best you can, keeping up with him is difficult. You both make it to the pool in record time, quickly finding the best chairs in the shade and setting your things down to claim them. Taking out your sunscreen you quickly grab a hold of Inosuke before he can run away, "Wait, you need sunscreen."

Grumbling he tries to pull away, but you already have him on the chair in front of you, sitting in his lap to keep him still and squirting some in the palm of your hand. His hands automatically went to your hips and held you in place, a firm grasp that you had become used to.

Focused on making sure you got sunscreen everywhere on his face you failed to notice the way he looked at you. Like you were a shiny rock he had found on his way to your house. Or the prettiest acorn he had discovered on his many ventures to the woods.

Running your hands down his neck and along his broad shoulders, rubbing in the fresh sunscreen you had put in your hand, he slowly relaxed into your touch as he watched your every move. As if he was mesmerized by you and the way your hands felt on his toned body. A contrast of your soft delicate hands and his defined hard muscles.

Soft.

Once you had gotten the sunscreen all over him you moved off and he bolted to the pool before he jumped in, splashing a group of kids who giggled with glee as they looked at him in awe and begged him to do it again. "Ah, new minions!" His loud voice carried over to where you sat and watched him play with the kids, obviously happy to have his own 'minions'.

You pulled out the book you had started reading and laid back into your chair, content with hearing Inosuke's voice and getting lost in what your book was about. The whole day was spent reading, flirting with a boy that had approached you, and fighting off Inosuke who would try to drag you into the pool, booming about needing his favorite minion for his kingdom and whatnot.

The announcement for closing time sounded from the speakers and you grabbed your things as you called Inosuke over. He rushed over and grabbed his things before he whispered, "Are we gonna come again later, like last time?" Chuckling, you nod, "Sure, but just after closing time."

You both walk back to your place and grab snacks before going into your living room. Inosuke flops on the floor as you sit on the couch with your legs tucked under you, both of you munching away on snacks with the television turned on for background noise. The atmosphere relaxed and pleasant.

Time passes quickly and soon enough Inosuke is pulling you back onto your feet and dragging you to the door, "Wait Inosuke, I don't even have my sho- ah!" Inosuke had simply thrown you over his shoulder and snatched your bag up before he bolted out the door, "I can carry you!"

Small.

Once again, you both make it to the pool in record time, your tummy a bit sore from your placement on Inosuke's broad shoulder. He plops you down on the concrete and you pout up at him, "That hurt." He only ruffles your hair roughly then jumps into the pool. Huffing quietly to yourself you fix your hair and look up at the sky.

The stars shine brightly above you, the cool breeze rustling the leaves from the trees, making a few fall. A smile forms and you relax under the sky, everything calm and quiet. Too quiet.

Looking around you find yourself alone, nobody in or around the pool. "Inosuke?" You hear a door slam from nearby and jump, your heart beating fast as you look around frantically. You see the light from the bathrooms on and sigh, he must've had to use the restroom.

You turn back to the sky and relax once again before dipping your feet into the cool water beside you. Swinging your legs back and forth, the water splashes quietly and you relax once again. You hear the door slam and wait for Inosuke to jump back into the pool, but he doesn't, you don't hear his footsteps or see him.

Just as you're about to call out to him and look around, you're shoved into the water, a large hand gripping your head and holding you down firmly. You thrash and grip the arm of whoever is holding you, digging your nails into their flesh, scratching and hitting their arm as much as you can. Nothing works.

You can't breathe. Water surrounds you. Your eyes and nose burn, your lungs hurt. Air. That's all you can think about. You need it, need to breathe. Air.

Water is splashing all around you. He likes it, likes how easy it is for him to hold you down. You can hear muffled chuckles, but why do they sound so familiar? You're shoved further down, the water seems like it's crushing you. You hurt. You can't breath, is this really how it all ends?

One more minute. That's all he has to wait. He knows, he can sense it. He knows it hurts, but he keeps going. His senses are on overdrive, listening for anyone coming and making sure you're not too far gone, but he knows when to stop. He used all the critters and animals for tests after all.

Everything is warm, you're not so cold anymore. It's starting to hurt less. Inosuke. Inosuke. Inosuke. Suddenly he's all you can think about. His roughness, his confidence, the way he holds onto you when he naps. He'll be devastated when he finds your lifeless body. You welcome the darkness with open arms, apologizing to your beastly best friend before you close your eyes.

Grab.

He looks at you closely before yanking you from the water. He throws a towel over you before grabbing you and your bag then bolting towards the edge of town. Street lights now far behind as he dashes like a madman through the trees, hopping over fallen tree trunks and under hanging branches.

Finally he sees what he's been looking for and runs to it. An abandoned house in a clearing surrounded by caves, dark and scary caves. He knows you hate the dark, you won't run. Even if you did, you won't get far. He knows these woods like the back of his hand. You won't make it.

You wake up cold, wet, and scared. Your body hurts, teeth chattering, as you take in your surroundings. There's a fire going, it's the only light source you have. It's dark outside, quiet for a moment but then wind moves through the trees, shaking the branches, making the house creak and groan.

You're freezing, the fire looks too inviting, so you slowly crawl your way over, your body feeling heavier than you remember. You sit in front of the fire and wrap the towel around your trembling form. Warming up slowly from the fire, you feel someone watching you. You looks around but it's too dark to see, shadows blending together and creating a cloud of darkness you couldn't seem to see past.

A rough hand comes to rest upon your shoulder and from the corner of your eyes you see a think red substance running down the forearm of your captor. Blood. Your heart beats wildly and you fail to see the wicked grin forming on the man behind you.

Run.

Scream.

Do something.

Anything.

Cute

You hear a familiar chuckle, "You can't run, you don't even know where you are, and screaming won't help either. No one lives here." Your blood runs cold as you slowly turn and face the voice. Bright green eyes stare back at you once you fully turn, a grin plastered on his face as he plops down next to you. "I was starting to think you were just gonna sleep till the morning."

Frozen and trembling from the cold, fear, and shock you only stare at Inosuke who pulls you into his lap. The same way you had done so many times before. His rough hands grip your hips but you can no longer find the comfort you once had with him, terror coursing through your veins.

He nuzzles into your neck and holds you firmly against him, his warm body a contrast of your near frozen one. "I wouldn't have done it if you would have told him to go away." He mumbles against your neck and you only blink slowly at him, "If you would have told him to go away I wouldn't have held you underwater."

He looks at you and you feel your nose brush against his as he moves closer, "You always talk to the assholes. I'm right here, I can protect you. I'm stronger than all of them combined. They can't protect you like I can. That's why I took you, so I can keep you all to myself. My favorite minion." His grip tightens on you and he growls quietly to himself, as if remembering all the guys he had seen you with.

"You're mine, only mine." He looks back at you, his once bright green eyes now darkened, and you shrink back only for him to pull you back to him. Your chest now pushed against him, his body warming yours up despite your trembling.

"Mine."