My Storm

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."

Eyes on Me Part 2

Sub!TanjiroxDom!Fem!ReaderTW/CW:thigh smacking (a few), oral(male recieving), Dom!reader, Sub!Tanjiro, some cursing, sex toys, slight praise, degradation, ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You only smile sweetly, damn you, as you carefully place the ring on his throbbing cock. A few moments and you’re practically drooling. You knew he had a big cock already but, damn, putting the ring on him just made it bigger. At least, you’re positive it did.

Tanjiro is still squirming. Another smack to his thigh. “Tanjiro, if you want something to squirm about, I can give it to you.” He shakes his head, not wanting to give you the satisfaction just yet. He watches as your hand slowly moves to his throbbing member, running your thumb along the slit, making his thighs tense, “Tanji….” Your voice is sweet yet poisonous to him, so dangerous.

You have him wrapped around your pretty little fingers and you don’t even know, or maybe you do. Maybe that’s why you act like this, so cruel. He jumps against the restraints as you run your tongue along the tip of his cock, tasting the salty remnants of his pre-cum. Slowly, you started taking him back into your mouth and he swears he sees stars once the tip hits the back of your throat.

You gag, forcing a strangled moan to fall from the redhead’s gagged mouth. He grips the headboard as you slowly move your head up and down, swirling your tongue around, feeling the veins running along his dick. Small moans and whimpers fall freely from Tanjiro’s mouth, his thighs tensing and the muscles in his abdomen spasming as you run a hand along them.

Feeling him up as you keep moving your head up and down, Tanjiro pulls on the restraints but, yet again, a smack to his thigh and he stops. "Come on Tanji. You know my rules. If you can't follow them like a good boy, I'll punish you. And we both know how that ends." You smirk up at him and he shakes his head as your hand moves to pump his throbbing cock.

You run your thumb over the slit, making his hips buck and his thighs tense as his head falls back onto the pillow. His breathing is erratic, his chest rising and falling, Total Concentration Breathing now totally forgotten. The only thing on his mind is you and his upcoming orgasm. He can feel it. Right in his tummy. Like a rubberband being pulled as far as it can, close to snapping. It's so close but he knows.

He knows that sweet, sweet release will not come easily. He knows there will be a price to pay. He's been naughty after all, but it's not his fault. He tried to tell you, poor thing. It wasn't his fault he's so helpful. Wanting everyone to succeed, but failing to notice when the line had been crossed.

He was only trying to help her, agreeing to her not so subtle attempts to get closer. The praise she gave him only masked the true intentions, and embarrassed Tanjiro. Thinking that she needed help in hand to hand combat. Failing to notice her wandering hands, going up and down his muscular arms and chest. Failing to notice the way she grinded her ass onto him after pinning him down. The way she started leaning closer, pushing her own chest onto his. Failing to notice what she really wanted.

So here you both are. Him, tied up and gagged. And you, denying his orgasm. Tears are running down his cheeks, pretty tears.

"How can you be so dense, Tanji?" You ask through clenched teeth, he only whimpers quietly as he looks at you. Anger. That's what he smells from you now. Muffled attempts of apologies are made but fall on deaf ears as you continue your assault on his poor cock.

It hurts. You know it does, but you can't help it. He needs to learn a lesson, needs to be the good boy you know he is.

"You like the attention, don't you? But only whores get attention like that. And you're not a whore, right Tanji? Because I can treat you like one if you want." He shakes his head quickly and fresh tears form in his eyes as you deny yet another orgasm from him, "That's right, cuz you're a good boy Tanji, aren't you?"

He nods and watches as your hand slowly takes off the ring you had placed on his cock. His head falls back onto the pillow in relief but he keeps his eyes on you as you slowly undo the buttons of your uniform. He's practically drooling as he watches your every movement, the way you push the uniform off your shoulders and toss it behind you, the way you tuck your hair behind your ear as you move up and hover over him. He tugs at the restraints again, wanting nothing more than to touch you.

Wanting to feel your smooth skin on his roughed up hands, wanting to kiss and bite every part of you. Wanting you. The same way you want him, if not more. Wanting to flip you over and slide his aching cock into your soft, warm walls. The walls that squeeze and hold him so snuggly. The walls that milk him of everything he has. The walls he wants to paint white.

The walls he has to flood with his cum. And his alone.

Roommates

ErenxFem!Reader

Part two of Roomates ;)

TW: cursing, mentions of smoking, drinking, one night stands, Eren’s kinda a perv, think that’s it :)

Running your fingers through your wet hair you think about what you’re going to do. The warm water runs along your back, relaxing the muscles, your shoulders slowly loosening from their previous tense posture.

You shouldn’t go, you know you shouldn’t. You have far more important things to do than go to a stupid college party where all most people do is smoke, drink, and have one night stands. But you're not like most people.

Eren knows you don’t wanna go. He knows you have far more important things to do than go to the lame parties he attends, where he usually drinks, smokes, and has one night stands. But you're not like him.

However, he knows you won’t stand down. You’re trying to prove him wrong. You’re just going out of spite.

Spite or not, he’s gonna get to see you in something other than those damn baggy sweats you always wear. Spite or not he’s gonna get you to loosen up, maybe get a few drinks in with you. Spite or not, you’re going and he’s excited to see what happens.

Stepping out from the shower you wrap the fluffy towel around your wet body and wipe the steam off of the mirror enough for you too see your reflection. You sigh quietly as you look at yourself, mentally cursing yourself for not having more resolve, for giving in quite easily. You shake your head and walk back into your room.

Heading straight for your closet you look through everything you have to find the dresses you had bought a while ago. You find them in the back, practically collecting dust. You grab a short strappy red dress that you know will barely go past your mid-thigh, the deep V of the dress showing off just the right amount of cleavage, and put it on.

Leaning over to look at yourself in your vanity mirror, you fix any smudges of mascara you have as Eren walks into your room like it’s his. He looks at you as you swipe your gloss along your lips, rubbing them together to evenly coat them, and catches a glimpse underneath your dress.

Black and lacy.

His lips quirk up at the ends, forming a smirk as he steps closer to you, grabbing your waist with both his hands. Your waist seems tiny compared to his huge hands and he loves that. Looking at him through the mirror you raise an eyebrow, “What?”

Eren leans down until his broad chest is pressed against your back, his hips flush against your ass, and he speaks lowly, “Your dress is too short.” Rolling your eyes you try to push him away, but your efforts are futile.

Sarcasm drips from your voice as you speak, “No shit, it’s a damn party, dad. You want me to go as a nun?” A low chuckle but your ear makes you pause and turn your head to him, “You’d be one hot fucking nun.”

You look into his emerald eyes and he looks back at you, the dark green of his eyes hiding what he truly feels. He stares into your own eyes, getting lost in the way they shine brightly, even in the dim light of your vanity.

You flick his forehead and push his face away, “Quit staring, you creep.” Eren grunts quietly and grabs your wrist before he tugs you to him, your body right against his, “Well, quit giving me reasons to stare.”

He grips your jaw gently and tilts your head up to him, “Now hurry up, you take too fuckin’ long.” He lets you go and walks out of your room, trying to calm his heart rate, cursing himself quietly. He shouldn’t feel like this.

Like a damn middle schooler getting his first girlfriend, that’s stupid. He’s a grown fucking man, not a kid anymore. You make him feel like one, with your stupid witty remarks, your stupid touches, even if you’re just smacking him. He’s not a kid, he’s a man.

A man slowly falling for his annoyingly hot roommate.

It’s always Farmer!TanjiroxCowHybrid!Reader

But what about Farmer!ReaderxCowHybrid!Tanjiro?

Where is that?? I see none, makes me depresso. :(

I have patience….I’ll wait.

💳💥💳💥

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.

Dreaming of You

TanjiroxFem!Reader

Tw: angst, implications of death, spoilers for Mugen Train (?), think that's all

Shigeru.

Hanako.

They're right there. Standing in front of him.

Alive.

A choked sob comes from the redhead as he stumbles towards them, snow falling all around him. He launches himself towards them and holds them tightly against his chest, the snow soaking through their clothes.

Both children freeze in their brother's arms, not knowing what to do or what caused their brother to cry. "Nii-chan? What's wrong?" Hanako looks at her older brother with wide eyes, full of concern.

Full of life.

Once his tears are dry, Tanjiro pulls away to look at his sibling's faces. He cups each of their cheeks and looks at them, not believing that they're real. Looking into their eyes with his ruby red ones, rubbing their cheeks with his thumb.

They smile and gently hold his wrists with their small hands and Tanjiro feels his heart clench as they touch him, finally certain that they're real. Finally certain that they're right there with him, breathing in his arms.

Tugging on his sleeve, Shigeru speaks up, "Come on Nii-chan, let's go inside. It's cold out here."

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"Here you go, Tanjiro. I made your favorite tonight." Kie places a bowl in front of the redhead before she serves the rest of her children and sits down herself. There's an extra plate right next to Tanjiro but nobody sits there, and he becomes confused.

Then, he smells the scent he never though he'd get to smell again.

You.

"Mrs. Kamado, have you seen-oh!" Tanjiro is on you in an instant, holding you tightly against his broad chest, burying his face into the crook of your neck, breathing in the scent he thought he had lost.

Breathing in you.

Broken sobs fill your ears as Tanjiro trembles in your arms, confusion and worry filling you up as you hold him tightly against you. "Honey, what's wrong?" Shaking his head, Tanjiro pulls away to look at you, “Nothing, nothing’s wrong.”

He smiles at you, teary-eyed and his nose reddened from his cries, but you return the smile, your eyes shining brightly. And Tanjiro feels whole again, he feels again.

You all sit down and enjoy the meal Mrs. Kamado had prepared for everyone, Tanjiro holding onto your hand tightly as he basks in everyone's presence. They're here, he's here with them.

He's home.

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Taking the buckets from their place by the door Tanjiro smiles at you as you take Rokuta by the hand and let him lead you towards the fire. Patting the heads of his younger siblings he heads down to the stream for the bath water.

The crunch crunch of his footsteps in the snow, the cold breeze that blows through the long flyaway strands of his hair and haori. The snow covered trees, now bare from their once vibrantly colored leaves.

Tanjiro smells the stream before he hears or sees it and his pace quickens. Eager to be home, in the comforting presence of his siblings. Home, in the pleasant feeling of his mother wiping his cheek from any stain he may have. Home, in your embrace and affection.

He fills the buckets quickly but carefully, making sure there is enough water for everyone. Sighing contentedly he reaches down to pick them up but he’s startled by his reflection. That’s not him, is it? It couldn’t possibly be.

A hand from the water reaches up and grabs Tanjiro’s arm, pulling him down into the cold depths. Two hands grip his shoulders and Tanjiro finds himself staring at his own face, “Wake up!” His current self looks at him with wide eyes, full of panic.

“You need to wake up! There’s a demon nearby! This is all a dream! You’re on the train! You need to WAKE UP!” A dream? That’s impossible, he’s already awake. Isn’t he? “You have to fight! Wake up and fight with all you have! Fight for Inosuke, Zenitsu, and Nezuko! Fight for Rengoku-san! Fight!”