Kokushibo X Giyuu - Tumblr Posts
I... don't really have an excuse for this
Still no excuse, and still don't know what to say
Kokushibo x Giyū
Prompt: Caught wearing the others clothes
(Spice below the belt)
Kokushibo was not expecting this. He was going to his human lover's home in the evening to spend time with him. However, it appears his lover, was wearing his haori that he left behind last time he was here. The sight of Giyū, with his hair down and wearing his haori... he was unable to take his eyes off him.
Giyū, unaware of his presence continued cooking. Kokushibo was entranced by the sight before him, the way Giyū would hum to himself, the way his haori was just a bit too big for him, how his hair cascaded down his back like ink.
Kokushibo found himself behind Giyū, and too distracted by what he was doing to notice him immediately. He wrapped his arms around his Giyū's waist and rested his head on his shoulder.
"I'm home.." he said
Giyū startled a bit at his sudden presence but quickly calmed down.
"Welcome back..I was about to finish dinner." Giyū leaned into his touch.
"I see that..You are wearing my haori, you look lovely"
Giyū spared him a glance, blush decorating his cheeks just the barest amount.
"It was getting chilly.. and..."
"Mhm.. and?"
Giyū flushed, and he mumbled something that Kokushibo couldn't make out.
"Speak up my love, I can't hear you."
"..smells like you.. I missed you and it... makes me feel like you're here with me.."
"Is that so.. well, now that I'm here you don't need the haori anymore.."
Kokushibo slowly removed the haori from his shoulders.
"mhm! I'm not done cooking.."
"I know, I'm simply putting it away, I'm right here."
"Okay... hurry back."
"I'll only be a moment"
Giyū nodded. And Kokushibo put the haori in their bedroom before returning to his spot behind Giyū.
"So, what's for dinner?"
"Rice, miso soup, and fish.."
"I see, it sounds good."
"Yeah.."
The pair stayed in comfortable silence until Giyū finished cooking. They then moved to the table and ate their meal.
"You have some rice.."
"Hm?"
Kokushibo wiped his mouth where there was indeed rice.
"Ah, thank you.."
Giyū gave him a warm smile, which Kokushibo returned.
Once Giyū finished eating, Kokushibo did the dishes as Giyū sat and watched him, telling him about his day.
After the dishes were done Kokushibo scooped Giyū up and carried him to their bedroom.
He set him on the bed, and started to pull his own clothes off.
"Koku..."
"What's wrong?"
"No-nothing.."
Giyū's eyes lingered on him as he finished undressing, Kokushibo smirked as he got onto the bed.
"Like what you see?"
Giyū just ducked his head to hide his face.
"Giyū~"
"Hm?"
Kokushibo gently pushed Giyū down, then took his face in his hand and turned it to face him.
"Look at me"
Giyū did. His eyes wide and cheeks pink. Kokushibo smiled at him, his heart beating fast. He was so beautiful, the moonlight on his skin, his hair- black as night spread around him like a halo and his ocean blue eyes, sapphire in the light of the moon. He couldn't help but lean down to kiss him.
"I love you.."
Giyū's eyes widened.
"I.. I love you too"
They kissed again, and again, until they couldn't anymore.
Kokushibo pulled back and began taking off the rest of Giyū's clothes. He trailed kisses from his neck to his navel, stopping at the hem of his pants. He looked at Giyū for confirmation before removing the last article of clothing. Giyū gave a shy nod.
Kokushibo removed his pants and placed kisses along the inside of his thighs. He stopped at his knees.
"What do you want Giyū?~"
"You...please.."
"I need a little more than that.. Tell me what you want me to do to you."
"Kokushibo... I- please fuck me.."
"Such a pretty way to beg."
Kokushibo continued placing kisses along his inner thighs.
"Do you want me to use my fingers, or do you think you can take me without prep?"
"I can take it... please, I need you."
"If you insist."
Kokushibo spread his legs and lined himself up, pushing into him.
Giyū's breath caught in his throat as Kokushibo filled him.
"Are you okay? Do you need a minute?"
"I-i'm fine... Please move"
Kokushibo began moving, setting a fast and hard pace, one hand on Giyū's waist the other in his hair.
Giyū's moans echoed around the room.
"You look so good like this."
Kokushibo tugged on his hair causing him to arch his back, his voice growing louder.
"Fuck.. Koku.. I'm close."
"Already?"
"You feel so good.. please, I'm almost there.."
"Do you want me to touch you?"
"No, please, don't stop."
Kokushibo kept moving his hips, hitting that spot over and over.
"Giyū~"
Giyū came undone at the sound of his name.
"Kokushibo, ahhh, ahh..!"
"I'm going to pull out"
Giyū just nodded, breathing heavily.
Kokushibo pulled out, stroking himself a few times before he came, painting Giyū's skin with his seed.
"That's a good look on you."
"Mmm, I love you.."
"I love you too."
They kissed, and then cleaned themselves up before laying together and falling asleep. Sure to cover the windows so when the sun rose they could sleep in peace.
Authors note, sorry if I made them OOC. I'm not really used to writing like this either, so if you spot anything or think there are better ways to word anything do be shy to point it out. Other than that, requests are more than welcome, I'd love to practice my writing with these two idiots (๑ゝω❙๑)
My hands hurt and this is the first panel
Fair warning, it's all smut and I regret nothing.
I've been working on a longer Kokuyū story, I know a few hundred people might see it (it on Ao3 so of course people will) and only five people will like it, but I quite like it
໒꒰๑॔˃̶◡ ˂̶๑॓꒱ა
So far there are a intended 5 chapters (8 with all of the alternate endings)
And if you think the titles of anything is familiar... you might just be able to guess the end of one of them ૮꒰๑ゝᆺ❙๑꒱ა
Small spoiler for my fic :)
I was going to try and appeal to the wider audience, then I remembered that this entire thing is self indulgent anyway. So now I get to include one of my favourite unhealthy tropes; Obsessed/Yandere character x Depressed Character, and I get to spoil some of it ٩(๑ơలơ)۶♡
Kokushibo traced - along the man's jawline -- ran his hand down the man's neck -- tracing over the pulse point.
-- gaze travelled down --'s yukata was open -- drinking in every detail-- along the man's collarbone
-- leaned in closer --face mere inches from-- hint of sake
---- blood--- that still bled-- more intense, more predatory.
"Oh, my beloved Water Pillar," he said, his voice barely a whisper. "What have you done?"
--- closer, his face inches --- His lips parted -- hot against --skin.
"So fragile... so vulnerable."
His tongue darted out, licking the blood off --
And this is the fic-
Hmm... Gyomei is pretty big, so is Kokushibo. What if I just... squish Giyū between them? Anyway, here you go
Chapter one
(split in half, top part Giyū would be at the top, and bottom half Kokushibo at the end)
Two households, both alike in dignity
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
Chapter two,
(depicts them, meeting for the first time, they are on unequal levels)
With tears augmenting the fresh morning's dew,
Adding to clouds more clouds with his deep sighs.
But all so soon as the all-cheering sun
Should in the farthest east begin to draw
The shady curtains from Aurora’s bed,
Away from light steals home my heavy son
And private in his chamber pens himself,
Shuts up his windows, locks fair daylight out,
And makes himself an artificial night.
Black and portentous must this humor prove,
Unless good counsel may the cause remove.
Chapter three
(Seeing eye to eye, but still having to reach out)
Alas that love, so gentle in his view,
Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof!
Alas that love, whose view is muffled still,
Should without eyes see pathways to his will!
Where shall we dine?—O me! What fray was here?
Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all.
Here’s much to do with hate, but more with love.
Why then, O brawling love, O loving hate,
O anything of nothing first create!
O heavy lightness, serious vanity,
Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms,
Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health,
Still-waking sleep that is not what it is!
This love feel I, that feel no love in this.
Dost thou not laugh?
No, coz, I rather weep.
Good heart, at what?
At thy good heart’s oppression.
Why, such is love’s transgression.
Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast,
Which thou wilt propagate to have it pressed
With more of thine. This love that thou hast shown
Doth add more grief to too much of mine own.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs;
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers’ eyes;
Being vexed, a sea nourished with loving tears.
What is it else? A madness most discreet,
A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.
Farewell,
Chapter four
(Idk, romance shit, it doesn't exist yet)
Chapter Five
(Domestic stuff and clearly mutual)
Chapter one
(split in half, top part Giyū would be at the top, and bottom half Kokushibo at the end)
Two households, both alike in dignity
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
Chapter two,
(depicts them, meeting for the first time, they are on unequal levels)
With tears augmenting the fresh morning's dew,
Adding to clouds more clouds with his deep sighs.
But all so soon as the all-cheering sun
Should in the farthest east begin to draw
The shady curtains from Aurora’s bed,
Away from light steals home my heavy son
And private in his chamber pens himself,
Shuts up his windows, locks fair daylight out,
And makes himself an artificial night.
Black and portentous must this humor prove,
Unless good counsel may the cause remove.
Chapter three
(Seeing eye to eye, but still having to reach out)
Alas that love, so gentle in his view,
Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof!
Alas that love, whose view is muffled still,
Should without eyes see pathways to his will!
Where shall we dine?—O me! What fray was here?
Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all.
Here’s much to do with hate, but more with love.
Why then, O brawling love, O loving hate,
O anything of nothing first create!
O heavy lightness, serious vanity,
Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms,
Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health,
Still-waking sleep that is not what it is!
This love feel I, that feel no love in this.
Dost thou not laugh?
No, coz, I rather weep.
Good heart, at what?
At thy good heart’s oppression.
Why, such is love’s transgression.
Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast,
Which thou wilt propagate to have it pressed
With more of thine. This love that thou hast shown
Doth add more grief to too much of mine own.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs;
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers’ eyes;
Being vexed, a sea nourished with loving tears.
What is it else? A madness most discreet,
A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.
Farewell,
Chapter four
(Idk, romance shit, it doesn't exist yet)
Chapter Five
(Domestic stuff and clearly mutual)
There may only be two fics (that I can read) that aren’t made by me surrounding the Kokushibo/Giyū tag but it’s still nice to see it getting more attention
〔´∇｀〕
Chapter 6 and Chapter 6 ?
Someone asked about if Kokushibo would meet the other Hashira, and the answer is yes. Giyū will also be able to meet the Uppermoons as well, I don't really care to much about spoiling anything, honestly I have very vague plans. I'm literally rewriting everything, like if you read the first and second chapter before the third was posted they are different now
So anyway, there's three different endings.
Chapter 6; Demon Path
Chapter 6; Human Path
Chapter 6; Well, the titles and art are vaguely based on Romeo and Juliet anyway...