Giyuu Fluff - Blog Posts

toxiccluvvv

2 years ago

Not for sale (2);

Pairing: Obanai, Sanemi, and Giyuu x reader

Word count: 1k words

Content warning: Degrading and suggestive language

Readers sex: Female

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This is a request for @mrsgtomioka!

Giyuu-

Giyuu watched you from the front with his usual stoic gaze, he was truly impressed with you, the hashira just never shows his true emotions in public.

He gazes around the crowd noticing that you have the crowd wrapped around your finger, you aren’t stripping, yet men are visibly undressing you with their eyes… this disturbs Giyuu to the max.

When you finished you bow before waving goodbye to the crowd, blowing kisses on your way out. Though you loved this business, it can be draining. You don’t know what you’d do if you didn’t have Giyuu as your anchor.

When you reached the back, Giyuu was waiting with a small grin on his face holding his coat out for you. “Let’s go Angel, I know you’re tired..” you smiled, gladly accepting the man’s large jacket.

You wrapped it around your body, embracing his smell. “You did amazing up there babe.” He complimented, lacing his hand with yours as the two of you began to walk outside.

You blushed looking down at your hands, “thanks bub..” you whispered walking closer to the man feeling the cold night air hit your bare legs. You were beginning to regret wearing these shorts.

Giyuu wrapped and arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him, he hated to see you shiver. He began to walk you toward the car, when someone came infront of the two of you. “That was a nice show.. do you offer them in private?” The man asked trying to sound seductive.

You scoffed blowing the man off, “does it look like I’m for sale?” You asked as you tried to pull Giyuu past the man. The man tried to grab you, when Giyuu grabbed his hand with extreme force. “Fuck you think your doing?” He asked lowly, before swinging his arm to his neck with extreme force.

The man fell to the ground unconscious. You looked surprised, but grateful. “Thanks bub..” you whispered stepping closer to the man.

His grip around you tighten as he made his way to the car, he opened the door for you, making sure your feet were in before he closed the door. He stepped in the drivers seat, starting the car. He placed his hand on your thigh rubbing small circles.

“I’ll make sure that never happens to you again beautiful, I promise.”

Sanemi-

You look over at Sanemi with a bright smile, before returning to your final act. The man isn’t afraid to admit you have his heart, the small gestures you do makes the man feel special.

He smirked as he leaned against the wall, watching you twist and turn on the stage gracefully. You finished with a bow and a wave smiling at the crowd as you walked off the stage. Sanemi greeted you with a big hug, you giggled in the mans scarred chest as you learned your head up for a kiss.

He chuckled before leaning down to place his soft lips on yours, you grabbed his shirt pulling him closer, he laughed in the kiss pulling away. You whined at the action, which only caused the man to be even more amused.

“Let’s wait till we get home dear.” He spoke lowly, causing you to feel a tingle in your stomach. “Okay baby..” you spoke completely starstruck over the man infront of you, you honestly don’t know how you lucked out.

The man wrapped his arm around your shoulder as the two of you walked down the corridor, a man popped out from the door, he looked like he wasn’t from around here.

“Hello! I loved how you danced up there! Could I pay you for something a little.. extra..” he asked looking down at you with a smirk on his face, completely ignoring the buff man beside you.

Sanemi chuckled before pushing you behind him slightly, “does she look like she wants to go home with a creep like you? She’s mine, fuck off.” He spoke sternly feeling his blood boil.

“I don’t think I will.” He spoke trying to advance closer to you. Sanemi kicked the man in the ankle causing him to to fall infront of the man, “I think you’re going to apologize for the inconvenience you fuck.” He spat looking down at the man.

The man cried holding his ankle, “I’m sorry! Fuck I’m sorry!” The man cried from the ground looking up at the two of you.

You giggled used to his hotheaded acts, this time you found it sweet. You felt like you were his princess, that he’d do anything for you, the true is he would.

“Let’s get you home sexy, don’t think I forgot about our plans!”

Obani-

Obanai was a very protective boyfriend, so when you had to go perform, he was right by your side. The thought of any man touching you in any way made the man’s blood boil.

He smiled behind the bandage the mask he wore, watching you do what you loved. He could feel your passion, it made him extremely proud of you.

You were answering questions when a man suddenly ran on the stage, attempting to do god knows what, Obanai reacted in no time.

He jumped on the running man, landing on his back swiftly. “And what do you think your doing?” The man growled grabbing the man by his ankle dragging him off stage.

He picked the man up, carrying him outside. He threw him to the ground, kicking him swiftly a couple times. “Don’t you EVER try some dumb shit like that again, do you understand?” He growled standing above the man.

The man stared into your boyfriends multicolored eyes, shaken to his core. “I understand..” he whimpered before dragging himself away.

Obanai had to remain outside for a moment to compose himself, you ran out the back door, frantically looking for the man. “Obanai! Are you okay!?” You asked checking the man out, trying to make sure he wasn’t bruised in any way.

“I’m fine dear, let’s get you home, you did amazing today!”

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.

Get Some ACTION | Giyuu Tomioka's Version NSFW

Warnings: Fluff in the first half, kissing, NSFW (around the end) MDNI (if you do, shut your eyes at the end pookies), switch Giyuu, YN is his pookie, man is whipped he loves his girlfriend so much, oral male!receiving, mentions of vaginal sex, loving relationship (am I jealous of a fake relationship that I wrote...?...yes)

Word count: 1.9k

a/n: Thank you @yaygerist for suggesting Giyuu!! My thought process was Giyuu and YN are in a shonen-type show together and fall in love during the making of it. That's what I tried to show in the banner, kind of a storyboard of what would happen in the show as the episodes progressed. I felt bad for picking on Giyuu in "Just Friends" so he's got some more fics coming in the future!

Get Some ACTION | Giyuu Tomioka's Version NSFW

“Okay and action!”

Giyuu’s wonderfully long hair is short and he’s in a school uniform. He’s holding a dark blue umbrella as someone above makes it rain. His eyes are narrowed as he peers curiously at you from under the brim of the umbrella. A light green and white plaid tie is wrapped around his neck, hidden mostly by the collar of his white shirt. He wears a pair of tan pants, which his shirt is not tucked into. Blue shoes are at the end of each pant leg, he looks young, casual, and aloof.

You were in a similar outfit. Your white button-up was tucked into a tan pleated skirt, the same tie on your chest, knee-high white socks, and a pair of black loafers. You had just put your uwabaki into their cubby, walking outside – headed home – when it started to rain.

Droplets run down strands of your hair, a lopsided smile taking the place of your earlier surprise. Cherry blossoms mix with the light pitter of rain. Giyuu studies you, mouth slightly parted as you turn your head up to the sky, letting rain kiss your skin. Before he could offer you his umbrella the rain silenced and the sparkling light of a spring rainbow glistened on your damp cheeks. That was the moment Giyuu Tomioka witnessed something magnificent and he was never the same after.

Months pass, August and cicadas arrive. Giyuu still watches you from afar, trying to work up the courage to wander over to your desk and chat. Every time he’d think about approaching you his heart would try to beat out of his damned chest and his cheeks would rush with such a red color his friends thought he was coming down with an illness, so he kept his distance. Your seat was next to the window and the sun seemed to love you almost as much as he did.

It was late August, the sun was setting, and Giyuu had stayed after for soccer practice. As he was leaving his teammates he notices you sitting near the flowerbeds. You fit in perfectly amongst them, blossoming in the warm rays of the sun. He swallows nervously, pushing down his anxiety. Then – after a few beats of physching himself up to it – he walks up to you. “H-hey,” His words stumble out like lost footing and he cringes internally. Way to go Tomioka, she’ll think you’re a dork.

Your smile turns to him and it takes all of his concentration to not spit out his heart onto your lap. “You’re still at school Tomioka?” You giggle, noticing his blue tracksuit and sweaty appearance. He must’ve just gotten done with soccer practice. The school gardens were the perfect place to watch over the field. You hum proudly to yourself.

Tomioka sits down next to you, plopping his bag on the dirt. He leans back exhaling loudly. “Sure am, coach was pretty harsh on drills.” He scratches the back of his head with a boyish grin. “Not that I couldn’t handle it or anything.” He mutters, shying away from your gaze.

This time you cover your mouth as a snorting giggle careens from you. Giyuu’s brows raise in astonishment. “Sorry, sorry sorry,” You wave your other hand, still giggling. “It’s just that, you looked so cool playing I-” You realize all at once that you’ve said too much. Giyuu’s eyes sparkle with the sun and you can feel your face start to heat up.

He peers over at the soccer field – your view for most of the afternoon – then looks back to you. “You what?” He presses you to finish your sentence.

You nervously look away from him, playing with the skin of your fingers. “I-well-I, uhm. I didn’t have any doubt you’d be able to handle it.” You mumble, squeezing your eyes shut with the confession. Giyuu’s eyes widen, his lips parting like they did when he first really saw you.

His heart was thrumming in his ears, he couldn’t hear much of anything else. That is, until he burst out laughing. He wrapped his arms around his stomach, doubling over from laughing so hard. Tears were starting to sting his eyes as his cheeks flushed.

He was happy. Oh so happy.

2 years had passed since becoming friends with Giyuu Tomioka – or something like that. Since you both were hard-working students you usually ended up in the same class, sitting together during lunch, and walking home after school. Life could not be more peaceful. You always waited up for him near the flower beds, excitedly telling him about a new show you both should watch. There were times when it would just be the two of you sitting in your room, watching a movie, and playing with Giyuu’s long hair.

“Hey, we’ve known each other for over 2 years,” Tomioka mutters as you finish braiding his hair. He’s sitting in between your legs on the floor of your bedroom.

You tilt your head, curious about where this conversation is headed. “Yeah? And?” You reply. Giyuu sighs, turning his deep blue eyes to you. You gulp. Why is he looking at you like that? This is so intense!

He furrows his brows, a thin line creasing his lips. “Why dont’cha call me Giyuu?” He whines. Your brows raise and eyes widen in amazement. Has this been bothering him this whole time? How cute!

You lean down closer to his face. His cheeks redden with how little distance there is between you two now. “You really want me to call you by your first name?” He nods eagerly. He wasn’t sure what it would do to him, but he wanted nothing more. “Okay then,” You pause, shyly glancing off to the side. “Giyuu…”

“Cut! Good work today cast and crew! Let’s call it a wrap for today!” The director yells into his megaphone. Giyuu’s lips contort into a smirk.

“You know, I kind of like it when you call me Giyuu, YN.” He elbows you in the leg, raising his brows. “Though, if we’re gonna be going out and all I think you should really start calling me babe.” He hums in satisfaction. You shove him away with your feet.

He rolls over on the ground, feigning injury. “You’re so annoying.” You grumble. Giyuu pops up into a sitting position.

“Come on babe, I brought you home to my mother, it was just a joke.” He’s pouting now, he knows pouting is your weakness.

Star actor Giyuu Tomioka and star actress – you – have been going out since they met for their second project, on the set of Lovely Years! It had been official for about a year and Giyuu showed you off at red carpet events any time he could. He loved showering you with attention, praise, and anything he could give you. The sweet thing was, he was shy behind closed doors. When he confessed to you in the dressing rooms he couldn’t even look you in the eyes. You loved your boyfriend, but he could be so damn annoying sometimes. “You coming or not babe?” You emphasize your latter word, just to make him gleam. He shoots up and follows you back to your private dressing room.

He’s grinning like he just won an Oscar or something. You’d teach him a lesson about being such a brat. “So did you want to go get hotpot or-” Once the door to your room is shut you push him up against it, clicking the lock shut. His eyes are wide, nervous even. “Uh,” He clears his throat, “Heheh, sweetie?” But he doesn’t get to finish his sentence because you’re passionately kissing him. Like clockwork Giyuu’s hands find their way to your ass, squeezing you into him. Your hands work their way into his hair, so glad the director decided to let him not wear the wig for the older parts of the show. He hums into your mouth, then groans as you pull his hair tightly. You break from the kiss, knowing all too well Giyuu would die happily suffocating from your mouth – among other things. “Fuck baby, give me some warning next time.” He pants, his hair is a mess and his eyes are blown out.

You smirk, licking your lips. “Yeah?” You trail and hand down his toned abdomen, then as you reach his growing dick, you cup it. “Why don’t I use my mouth for something else, aye?” Your boyfriend is a nodding mess, helping you down to your knees.

He furrows his brows. “Uh, wait a sec,” He steps out of his pants and pulls off his shirt, folding them into nice little cushions to put under your knees. You smile adoringly at him, giggling softly at how just seconds before he was in a daze watching you sink to your knees. The only thing that snapped him out of it was the concern he held for your wellbeing. You really were a lucky girl.

His boxer briefs are the ones you bought him for his birthday. You tug on the hem, his cock springing forth. You glance up at him to find the shy boy you’d grown to love. His face is a deep red as he covers his mouth with the back of his hand. “I’ll never get used to that sight,” He croaks, shifting his legs apart like the good boy he was.

You wrap your fingers around his length, opening your mouth to stick out your tongue. Giyuu’s cock was a pretty shade of pink, the tip usually leaking whenever you got down to it. He yearned for the simplest of your touch. It drove him insane most days when he wasn’t working on set with you. You swirl your tongue around the tip, enjoying the way Giyuu lets out a groaning whimper. “That’s it, baby, just like that,” He huffs. Ah, so he can still talk? That wouldn’t do.

You bring most of him into the hallow of your mouth, bobbing your head while working your tongue against the vein that curled down the side of his shaft. He’s moaning, his thighs quivering ever so slightly. He was doing such a good job trying to hold back. “F-ch,” Giyuu’s hands grab the back of your head, shoving your mouth down on his cock. You choke on the sudden movement, his tip hitting the back of your throat as you bottom out. He’s giving in, whinging about how good your mouth feels. He could never live without you, you were too perfect. He’s face-fucking you now and God it feels amazing.

Giyuu was a soft lover until you drove him over the edge and he switched to a very dominating role. “You’re mouth feels so perfect baby, fuck I want your pussy so bad. Mmm, I love it when you sit on my cock baby girl. Your tits bouncing in my face. You’re fucking paradise.” You yelp as he shoves himself somehow further into you. Spit is dripping down your chin and throat. Tears are stinging your eyes as Giyuu pulls you off his cock with a slick pop.

The corners of your mouth are irritated and red, but Giyuu squats down to kiss you ferociously. “Let me cum in you baby, I want to be inside your pretty and perfect pussy.” He begs between kisses.

You couldn’t deny that you wanted it as badly as he did. “Okay,” Is all you can get out before Giyuu scoops you off the floor and hauls you toward the large couch in the corner.

CUT! This is the end of Get Some ACTION Giyuu’s version! Hope you enjoyed!

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