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[askakaza]

Yo did you and Koyuki have a baby or smth?

“WHAT THE HELL IS THAT”

[myslutwritings]

Hey! I've been reading your blog and I'm really interested in your writing. I would like to ask if you could do the upper moons with a reader with a background like Mitsuri's? As if after rejection the reader became super ashamed of their appearance and their body. Take as much time as you need to write this, I just wanted to send my idea before I forget it <3

-🎀

hey, love! of course i’ll do your request. goodness, this request was in my inbox for a few months so my apologies for responding so late!! (˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥)

➤ Uppermoons with a partner who has Mitsuri’s backstory

[ not proof read btw ]

➤ summary: reader is insecure

➤ characters included: muzan, kokushibo, douma & akaza!

➤ WARNING: semi-nsfw + violence.

MUZAN KIBUTSUJI

first off.. how dare you-

yeah, okay, he’s GONNA take major offense to say at the very least..

likeeee hellooooo???

i mean, you’re MUZAN’S partner. you somehow pulled the king of demons? like look at you!! (unspoken rizz🤫..)

we all know this man has a crazed obsession with being the perfect being so obviously he is going to view his significant other as the embodiment of perfection itself.

Muzan chose you over anyone else. He views the rest of the human population as insignificant atoms. Because of his determination for perfection he’s going to pick/fall in love with a person who he deems perfect.

let’s be honest, due to him taking offense to finding out you’re insecure over some different face/hair/body features you have that he doesn’t mind/finds them beautiful he’s going to be not very happy!

when i say, “not very happy” that’s just me sugar coating his flaring anger.

However, he’ll try to reassure you in his own way that you’re beautiful the way you are and that you’re perfect in the most passive aggressive way possible.

Listen, he’s not the best at intimacy but he tries for you.

AND OH BOY!! when he finds out if anyone made you feel insecure he would order nakime to locate them so he could kill them. 🤭

As for your exes in the past.. they’re already taken care of! he murdered them awhile ago and didn’t even bother eating them because he was that repulsed by their existence.

Bro didn’t even view them as worth eating.

Btw he didn’t even tell you that he murdered your exes along with the men/women who made you feel insecure about your face/body.. he just causally told you as if it would make you feel better.

“Muzan, what happened to my exes? i saw a missing poster while i was running errands today..”

“There is no need to worry about them anymore, my dear.”

KOKUSHIBO

He’s very saddened over the fact you’re insanely insecure and it devastates him knowing how many people hurt you.

Why is he only hearing this now? he wished you told him sooner.

Like the demon king, he isn’t the most skilled when it comes to intimacy. I mean, he had a wife in the past but he deadass left her and went to go get the milk. 💀

He would never leave you though!

so he’s not going to be the ‘lovey dovey’ reassuring type of boyfriend who coddles you the way you want him to.

He may or may not have forgotten how relationships worked and he’s lowkey awkward!

He’ll reassure you in his own way and of course his demon instincts are provoking him to kill those maggots in the past who dared made you cry.

If you don’t want him to kill your exes he won’t but if you do then congratulations! you have a whole bunch of dead exes!

He’s jealous because he wanted to be with you before any of those people. He figured that if he found you first and asked you out before any of those horrible human beings you wouldn’t be so insecure. :(

Once you communicate more with Koku he’ll begin to understand and attempt to be more intimate and reassuring! He just isn’t used to it.

Kokushibo is honestly excellent at communicating and he’s understanding in his own way.

He won’t understand why you’re so insecure though? You point out your features/habits you’re insecure about that you view as ‘flaws’

He does not view them as flaws in the slightest! That’s just who you are and like muzan he’ll be offended at first you have so much hatred for yourself. 😞

But don’t worry! he won’t get mad like how Muzan did.

If anything you two will just talk it out. He may never will understand why you’re so insecure but he’ll compliment you and reassure you every time he sees you! He’ll do his very best to check up on you whenever he’s able to.

DOUMA

Douma is honestly going to think it’s stupid.

no, you are NOT stupid. he thinks the reason you’re insecure is silly! because why would you be hurt over what someone so insignificant thinks of you?

Douma also thinks it’s stupid because he views you as the most beautiful flower to ever walk this planet!

Yes, douma will find it silly. He may not fully comprehend why it hurts you so much but he’ll reassure you regardless because he loves you!

Douma is canonically great at advice. But usually with his followers he puts on a façade.

But with you it’s very different. Yes, he’ll give you advice but because he loves you and you know him and know what he really is he’ll give you the advice and not sugarcoat it for you.

Downright admits it’s dumb how you feel that way.

Immediately feels bad afterwards though when you break down into tears-

He’s used to seeing miserable people cry. He doesn’t care about their tears.

but when it’s you crying he isn’t a fan, trust me.

This is the part where he’ll reassure you and lend you advice. Instead of being rude, he’ll be genuine with you!

Douma just doesn’t understand. When you point out why you’re insecure he brushes it off because he finds your ‘flaws’ so adorable!

It’s one of the things he loves most about you. Your so-called ‘flaws’ are unique to him.

He gets offended like Muzan because why would you hate those adorable features about yourself?!? 😡😡

Let’s be fr.. Douma will never understand because he doesn’t find you ugly and has zero issues with your habits that you claim to hate about yourself.

But if you need comfort, he’ll of course comfort you and reassure you all you want! After all, he’s known to have a voice that soothes people instantly so he’s incredibly good at helping you. that’s what he does, right?

Anyway, Douma will go out of his way to make you feel less insecure even though he finds it utterly stupid that you are. The little shit still loves you unconditionally and will be genuine with you. He isn’t fake with you like how he is with his followers who suffer from insecurities.

Btw he ate the people who made you feel shitty about your appearance.

AKAZA

he is appalled..

LIKE WHAT???

YOU? INSECURE?

YOU OF ALL MORTALS?!?

High-key freaking out at first because now he feels like he did something wrong

I headcanon him as an overthinker when it comes to those he loves.

You elaborate your darkest feelings to him and he listens like the good boyfriend he is!

This sweet baby is the nicest and most understanding about it though!

Unlike Douma he won’t think it’s stupid. Your feelings are valid!

Akaza detests how insecure you are though. He’ll do anything in his power so you don’t feel that way anymore though!

You reassure him that he’s doing his job right as a demonic boyfriend before revealing that someone else made you feel this way.

Okay, okay.. so it’s not him but some other asshole.

He’ll be really bummed out if he can’t kill them:(

Assumes that’ll make you feel better if he gets rid of that garbage walking the earth.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to kill them for you? I hate how they made you feel insecure about yourself..”

Like, no, akaza it’s fine!!

But if you’re a person who seeks out revenge and WANTS the people who rejected you/made you feel bad about your looks dead this man has zero issue making your desires come true. 💅

After you confess to him about your past rejections and bullying in the past over noticeable features you have he’ll worship you even more that day. He’s the type to bring you flowers and remind you that you’re gorgeous/handsome whenever he gets the chance.

This behavior also comes out in the bedroom but that’s a different story for another day. 😩

[colourstreakgryffin]

Hello! I'm new to this blog so you won't mind me make my first request right? I won't request the same alot of time I promise!

So, a yandere Yoriichi X Demon! Reader?

Reader is.. a good demon. They basically somehow already got out of Muzan's control when they just became demon (like gaining control over themself, remebering their human memories, doesn't have the need to eat human flesh or just hungry all the time.)

And.. they force themself to have a bamboo muzzle (like Nezuko), they just cut a piece of bamboo, use a red ribbon (they got from a corpse) and boom, bamboo in mouth and have to get used to it themself. They sleep to regain energy and eat normal humans food to maintain hunger.

They want to die to reunite with their family. But is afraid to. They like quicker deaths than painful death. Like basically not just conquering the sun but let a demon slayer or anyone decapitate them (sometimes)

They hide from humans and demons, sometimes helping humans who wander to their place to get out peacefully.

Their strength is as strong as Akaza.

(Yoriichi and reader used to be childhood friends.)

Hope you can do it! And i'm not forcing <𝟹 ✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧

My lord. This is very long, my dear. But I suppose I’ll try my best to add everything you mentioned here! Hope all my glass angels enjoy this

Yandere! Tsugikuni Yoriichi

Yoriichi remembers a time where you were just like him. A human, running around in the sun, eating amazing food. But now, he found nothing of your presence but a puddle of blood

And his world cracked. He loved you dearly, he almost felt nothing for his assigned wife Uta. She is wonderful but she doesn’t compare to you in Yoriichi’s mind

He thought you were gone for good and he bared sharp grieving pain in silence. That was until he found you again, scratching at a tall bamboo stick to carve it. A piece of bundled up fabric stuffed in your mouth

You’re a demon? No… you couldn’t have become a demon. You can fight too, how did you get caught off guard? Yoriichi approaches you and lowers his katana to try show you that he won’t hurt you

He suspected you’d attack him but you don’t. You mumble out joyous noises and hug him. His broken heart beats again as he is so relieved, cuddling you like you hold his life in your hands

Neither of you know how you managed to break free of Muzan’s curse, you only remember waking up and retaining a small piece of your memories, mainly revolving around the Tsugikuni Twins. Yoriichi is just so thankful he has you back

Yoriichi helps make you your bamboo muzzle as you gesture at him to the bamboo stick you were carving with your claws. Anything you want is what you get, as Yoriichi will do anything he must for the one he truly loves

Yoriichi uses his own clothing to make a protective bag for you and straps you to his back so he can traverse whilst you fall asleep to gather energy. It’s the only thing you can do and he is fine with bending to your needs

Yoriichi is aware of your occasional suicidal tendencies and he is afraid of it. He can’t lose you, he already lost his family and his older twin brother, Michikatsu. So he begins following you around everywhere you go and guards you from other Samurai, so they can’t hurt you in any form

Yoriichi helps hide you away from any conscious bean, other than him, since you prefer to be away from humans and demons. He spends lots of time making you a basket or a box to keep you inside. The fact you want him to help you has his delusional mind jumping to conclusions

Yoriichi is very obsessive and possessive. As you sleep in your protective box/basket, he just lays his head on the top of it and takes in your presence, he remembers everything of you well and he just indulges in you when he isn’t travelling so he can feed his twisted desires

Yoriichi isn’t above murdering any demon that lays a hand on you but humans are a different story, he still has a trace of humanity in his rotten mindset, so he emptily threatens his human rivals with death. That way everybody will leave you alone

Yoriichi loves you so much, he’d tear through the seven forests for you, all to get you what you want. As long as it doesn’t include your death or harm, he will do anything for you. In his head, every slave-like favour he does makes you love him so much more

Yoriichi has a habit of going through your belongings and sniffs your beautiful kimono as he cleans it for you. He may breach your privacy for his sick love but he wouldn’t steal anything, he respects you to the moon and back

Yoriichi is the sun but his rays deflect you from the sun. You need constant protection and when you’re isolated from all humanity and demon-kind, you are preserved as his and only his. He doesn’t care how horrible he is become, he just needs you

His beloved significant other. He will “work” hard to find a cure for you, so he can live the rest of his life with you. In your current state, you’re too mindless to find anything he does weird or scary so he truly doesn’t want you to change. You’re his now, he can’t let that go

[sanemisfleshlight]

Innkeeper

kinktober day one. even though this was posted at 1:15am we're counting it!

Akaza x reader

warnings: underage blogs DNI, slowburn, jealously, fingering, unprotected sex, mating press, cervix fucking, & squirting.

edited: 03•18•23

Deep in the chilling mountains stood a homely, rustic Inn. The only sight of civilization for miles. With busting winds and heavy snows got in the way of Sun coming up anytime soon. Good thing for Akaza because he's been scrambling for shelter for a few hours now. If he was in a warmer climate there'd be no hope for him. He could see the chimney billowing out smoke, and seen a warm, dim lighting seeping through the cracks of the shutters and door. At this moment he didn't care if the sight of him scared the patrons of the Inn. If they have a problem with him, they can be his breakfast.

He enters the Inn, with a ring of the bell alerting his presence to you beautiful, young woman in furs pouring a cup of tea to a man who's back is to him. "Just take a seat anywhere and I'll be right with you." you said while finishing up filling the man's cup, and finally able to make eye contact with Akaza. He was expecting a fearful look in your eye, for you to cower in fear. But you didn't, at least not yet "You.. sure?" he questions. You shown with no indication of fear, no quiver to your voice when you said "Of course" with a smile. He just stood there shock and dumfounded. You walked over to add another log into the fire. Once finished you turned over to notice he was still standing there.

You give a sigh, "You're not the first of your kind to be here, and you're certainly not the last." You proceed to gesture to the man you just served. He turned his head to give Akaza a wave, with long fingers with sharp claws. And deep, green eyes that resembled a snake's. The moment he read 'Upper Three' in Akaka's golden eyes, he proceeded to tense up, stood straight up, and gave a bow. "I-Its and honor, sir" he said still bowed over, trembling. "your good." Akaza waved off the suck up, in a disinterest tone. Akaza proceeded to sit by the fire to embrace the warm flame, even though the warmth isn't needed. You proceeded to hand him a wool blanket for comfort. Then bend over start to pour him a cup of Tea. Which shown a shown your cleavage, despite to be covered in furs. He gave a flustered thanks, while blushing and trying his best to avert his glaze, and took a gulp of your homemade tea. Which taste of citrus and.. blood, animal blood to be exact. He definitely believe you know that the lower demon and himself weren't your first demonic customers. "This.. taste great, thank you, ma'am." which made you giggled. "No need to be so formal, I'm just an Innkeeper who serves anyone who stops by, I'm assuming you need a room until sunset?" you asked. "Uh.. yea" he replied starstruck still surprised a beautiful human could easily accept his existence and company. "Alrighty I'll grab your key, feel free to pay after your drink." you said with a gorgeous smile and walked off to your counter. And all he can do is watch after you, seeing your hips sway despite your layers.

After his first encounter with you, Akaza has become a regular patron of yours. He's been visiting you for half a year. Whenever he's able too, even if it's an inconvenience for him. He even almost burned to a crisp rushing up the mountain too see you, now that summer is here. He knows the risk but he cant pass off your warmth. Especially now you've change your wardrobe from thick wools and furs. To skirts and shorts that leave absolutely nothing to the imagination. he'll never admit it but it's definitely his guilty pleasure to watch you real closely whenever you lean over to serve anyone or himself. Whether he gets a peak of your lace panties you seem to always wear, or the matching bra he'll see when you bend down to serve him tea. He'll drink copious amounts of tea, despite the downgrade from human blood to animal blood.

He used to always judge men, for being so weak with their urges. To the point that they'd be creeps, now look at him stooping to their level. He's never felt this attracted to anyone before, not even his late fiancé. He certainly loved her and respect her, But something about you is absolutely ravishing. Not only that but your so sweet, funny, and charismatic. He feels the need to be in your company constantly. But sadly he can't keep you to himself, especially since Douma has caught wind of his extra curricular activities.

Which completely enrages him, Douma notice Akaza's changed in demeanor. And of course took it upon himself to figure out way. In doing so he's been having quite fun pushing Akaka's buttons relentlessly. By lingering his hands on your hips while he passes you, to holding your hands awfully long whenever you pour him a cup of tea, To paying you in extravagant jewels and kimonos that would compliment your features. Which makes Akaza want to rip his head and throw it out the window on a sunny day. Knowing that Douma's trying to win your heart just so he can defile you, and kill you. Whenever he sees you in the same room with Douma, he will refuse to leave until Douma does. if he arrives to your Inn, to walk into Douma's scent not only around but on you does to his handsy self. He'll stay for a whole week till he's sure Douma's busy with his cult.

Which leaves him sitting by the fire, clutching on to his cup so tight its starting to crack, visibly shaking with rage. Watching you fall into Douma's lap, due to an 'accidentally tripping over something' due to it being orchestrated by Douma himself. Of course Douma used this 'opportunity' to catch you with his hands grasping your thighs, surprisingly your skirt isn't showing your panties, despite it being rid up so high that its almost getting to that point. Which gave douma the courage to start whispering dirty pick up lines in your ear, in making you blushing beet red. "Uh.. L-let me go" you gulped out "gr-grab your tab.. for you" you muster out while slipping out of his lap. Scurrying off to go behind your counter while Douma lets out a chuckle. While maintaining unsettling eye contact with Akaza across the room, bring his tea to his smirking lips, and giving Akaza a wink. Which resulting in Akaza shattering his cup, and spilling his blood on his pants. Which brought out a busting laugh from Douma.

You turn to see what the commotion is all about. You proceeded to let out a gasp when you see the blood pouring from Akaza's hand. You rush over to him and quickly grab his wrist and whip out a rag from your apron to wrap around his hand. "It's alright. I've healed already" he says while gentling grabbing your hand of the rag to take off. You looked down, your eyes widening in surprise. Blushing for being an idiot for forgetting. Which made a gentle smile graze Akaza's face, he couldn't resist with how cute your blushing face is. "W-well your pants are ruined! You must come with me, I have an extra pair for you" you explained. You grabbed his hand and proceeded to pull him out of his chair, leading him upstairs to your room. Which honestly made his undead heart skip a beat to you inviting him to your room.

Upon enter room, he scanned the room to see your taste. Furs on the bed, an large collection of herbs and candles, a dying fire from the hearth, dried flowers over the mantle, & a large brown bear skin run in front of the fireplace. "Go on and take a seat on the bed" you said while opening a large chest in the corner. "You wouldn't even believe how many people leave their pants in the room, to be never returned." you searched through while grabbing a few pairs. Bringing them over for Akaza to review while you take a seat beside him. "T-thank you" he says while looking through the pants, always surprised with how much kindness you’ve treated him.

"So.. what drove you to hurt yourself" you asked, which made him look like a deer about to get trampled. You two proceeded to sit in silence, staring at each other. He went through a whole list of excuses running through his thoughts. But watching the warm light from the fire glaze over your face, make your eyes glow so beautifully. He decided to tell the truth "I didn't like watching Douma flirting with you" he said while looking away into the fire. "H-how come?" you asked with a nervous gulp and blush. Your heart fluttering hoping he's going to say what you've been wishing for. After bonding and getting to know him for the past few months. "Because he's a prick trying to get with you to make me jealous" he said angering, while glaring into the fire. You wanted to comfort Akaza, you really did. But you couldn't help but smile. "Does.. Does this mean you like me?" you ask hopefully. Which caught him off guard, so he turn to look at you. Expecting an interrogation, instead witnessing the most beautiful smile. "Y-Yes, I really do"

If you weren't sitting, you'd be jumping. You had the most giddiest smile, you just couldn't wait no longer. You grab his muscular shoulder, and lock lips with him. Honestly Akaza needed to reboot for a minute, he was wide eye, trying to process what just happened. Once coming to his senses, he grabbed your waist with left and ran his right through your hair, Deeping himself into the kiss while pulling you closer.

After a few minutes of making out, he gently laid you down onto the bearskin rug in front of the fireplace. Slipping his hand up your skirt and in between your plush thighs. Rubbing against your folds with your wet panties blocking complete access. Which released a breathy moan from you. Which encourage him to rub circles on your clit, bringing out more moans from you. While a tight tent grows against his bloody pants. He moves from your lips to your neck licking and sucking, searching for your sweet spot. In the haze of this you didn't realize he moved your panties to the side until he was already a knuckle deep into you. Pushing his finger passed your folds and deeper into you. Which gave an unexpecting loud moan from you.

Akaza gave an aroused groan from that wonderful sound. In half a second he manage to rip off the front of your shirt and bra. Releasing your breasts from their confinement, making them bounce. He immediately took one in his mouth and grabbed the other with his free hand, giving it a soft squeeze. You couldn't believe this was happening, it made your heart swell that you finally got what you've wanted. Since living in the secluded part of the mountains can be awfully boring. At this moment instead of adding a second finger, he added three. Which practically got you screaming. Akaza couldn't care less in being gentle anymore. He has such a huge ego boost, He wants to make sure Douma hears EVERYTHING from downstairs. So he knows he doesn't get the satisfaction to bring such pleasure to you.

His tent in his pants started to get very uncomfortable, if his pants had a zipper and he wasn't a demon. His little fighter would be a goner. Since he knows you won't let him leave in the pants he's been wearing, there's no point in keeping them intact. He proceeded to pause what he was doing to literally rip off his own pants, the same way he ripped of your shirt. You prop yourself on your elbows, to get a look. You couldn't help but bite your lip while looking up at him on his knees. Starring at his seven inch, veiny member. You'd be more nervous of his girth if you've haven't been anticipating this for so long.

He got on all fours, his hands resting beside either sides of your head. He gave you a fury of gentle kisses, while he teases his tip against your entrance. Rubbing his precum against your folds, then started to rub it against your clit. Bringing out breathy moans from you, since the rest of your voice was trapped in your throat.

After enough teasing he couldn't wait, his animal instincts took over. He went all in, bottoming out in one go. Which let out a scream out of you, since you weren't prepared. With no chance of adjusting but you don't blame him. You've both have been waiting too long. He grabbed on your hips and went at it, no mercy. He had to hold on you tight, otherwise he'd push your head into the fire.

You'd be embarrassed of how quick he got your legs shaking, if you weren't so focus of his girth rubbing against all your walls. He got up on his knees, to flip your legs over his shoulders. Holding onto your thighs making them bruise. Angling his hips upwards hitting your G-spot, over and over. Having you a screaming, panting mess, while your eyes roll over into the back of your head. As he's watching your tits bounces so aggressively, he's watching you struggle find anything to grasp onto. Settling to grab onto the bearskin rug your laying on. "Ugh-FUCK!" Akaza groans out loudly. "By Muzan your so fucking tight, I can't believe I've waited this long" Akaza exclaims.

As he's about to reach his high and by the looks of you being a babbling mess, your about to as well. He folds your legs against your your chest, making your tits squish together making them look fantastic. This angle make his tip kiss your cervix perfectly, making you sequel. He pounds into your cervix repeating, to the point your gushing fluids all over his cock, soaking his chest. Which makes you blush so red that you start to cover your face and arousing him so much that he release the good ole dad sneeze. Milking your cunt so good, to the point its starting to cream that the base. Once your highs have been ridden. He pulls out and spreads your legs to watch his cum to start dripping to your anus. Before it can he fingers it back up to your pussy and pushes it back in. Then proceeds to lay beside you on the rug. Pulling your hands away from your face and giving them a kiss in reassurance.

"Don't worry, that was the hottest thing I've ever seen" he tells you, earning another blush from you. You giggled and cuddle up to him "That- was amazing". "I'm glad you've enjoyed yourself" He smirks while putting his hands through your hair. "Now if you don't mind, I'd appreciate if we go again. To assure that Douma doesn't bother you no more." Which made you give him a smirk, as you sit up to straddle his lap. "Why of course I don't mind" you then give him a deep kiss.

[demonslayedher]

Will you continue the soft au that you created? (*´∀｀)

I'm very interested in your interpretation plus, you've inspired me to create my own.

Ah yes, this one, the most popular post in my whole blog! It even beat out the Shinobu-Akaza Friendship one which has been going around for a few years. I'm glad it inspired you to make your own, because there can never be too many fix-it AUs. ^_^

Good news! Aside from this goofy follow-up to that piece, I have some older pieces of fanart which are oddly similar! This one (which I really like, except that I look at it now and dismiss it as not good because I drew Mitsuri shorter than Iguro), and this old one (which was not quite the same, since everybody is simply healthy and not beat up).

It's only half as happy, but I also got really attached to this three-part Fate-Swap one. What I did with the survivors in that one also influenced a lot of my thinking on the Softer Time AU.

So with that all out of the way, how about just some new headcanons for the AU in question?

Rengoku: As he was dying, Tanjiro tearfully asked if there was any Breath technique to stop the bleeding. Rengoku smilingly replied "no," but then Tanjiro sniffled and asked, "Can you at least try????"

So he did, and that is how he survived a punch that went straight through his solar plexus. Barely, anyway. Breath technique is amazing!! The Kakushi who soon arrived on the scene are even more amazing!!!! None the less, he has a very difficult recovery.

Oyakata-sama and family: He sure had everybody convinced he perished, huh? Joke's on you, the mansion had a trap door.

Once Muzan was defeated, the curse on his family was finally lifted, so he started making a slow recovery from his illness after that, including slowly regaining his sight little by little. Once he's in better shape, Amane wants to go on a romantic getaway.

Himejima: So that curse on the Ubuyashiki family? Turns out The Mark was likewise only a curse, and it too has been lifted! Losing a leg can't keep this man down, of course, he's just too strong.

Still, he got close enough to death that he got a nice visit from his ghost kids, and when he woke up, sure enough, that Kakushi at his side was Sayo! She aids him in his recovery.

Himejima eventually finds out about Kaigaku from Zenitsu. He is saddened and cries.

Now that he doesn't need to train, Himejima become the Crazy Cat Man. His home is a cat shelter. After a year or so his shipper heart gets antsy and he starts annoying other Hashira to hurry up and have kids.

Sanemi: Hangs out with Oyakata-sama's kids a lot. Is really annoyed with Himejima bugging him to get a girlfriend. Since this is a Softer Time, Sanemi is busy making up for lost time with his brother anyway.

Shinobu: She managed to be swallowed whole by Douma without getting seriously injured in the process. She has burns from being partially digested (an idea I picked up from @sweetreichel) and this was enough for the poison to have the desired effect. As Douma's body starts to melt, Inosuke reaches in and pulls her out, much to her surprise.

Because this is a Softer Time, we're going to say that this Shinobu-Inosuke interaction, and this Shinobu-Inosuke interaction, and especially this Shinobu-Inosuke interaction (or something like it) has occurred.

This is no longer a world in which Inosuke takes to Nezuko like she's a mother figure, noooo. Shinobu is now his mother figure whom he dotes on. Shinobu is slightly weirded out by it, but this is her dashing rescuer, after all, so she soon makes peace with Inosuke's attention and care. She doesn't feel good in her recovery anyway; it's nice to get rides on a trusty steed. All this leverage means she finally convinces him to let her (or rather, Aoi) wash that dang animal head, at least.

So is this a GiyuShino AU? I suppose it has the opportunity to be. If Giyuu indicates any interest in Shinobu, he's going to need Inosuke's approval. And Inosuke gives it easily, because Han-Han-Haori is strong. But if Shinobu shows any indication of having a crush on Giyuu, Himejima is going to squash it the moment he bugs her to hurry up and have kids.

Iguro & Mitsuri: This is pretty much a repeat of the Fate-Swap AU.

Iguro promises to marry her as he thinks they are dying, but she wakes from her coma before he does happily anticipating that he'll keep his promise in this life. It's a bit of a relief that he's probably lost his sight, because the damage to her ear and jaw is pretty ghastly; not to mention her belly was cut pretty deeply. She's accepted with disappointment that she probably would not be able to have children, which is why she has not asked for any details on that (to which question a doctor would respond, "nope, that all looks good." Likewise, being too quick to accept Iguro's blindness means no one has asked about the actual state of his eye injuries, to which a doctor would respond, "Yeah, one of them should still work once the bandages are off.")

Iguro is stunned to find himself still alive and full of tainted blood, and he tries to insist that his promise was under the understanding that they were both dying, which makes Mitsuri upset that he didn't mean it and he doesn't actually want it, which of course is not what he means at all, so he has to fully explain himself.

Mitsuri is understanding but also points out that this is very silly, and that she's not so good of a bride either, so they deserve each other fully, the good and the bad. Iguro is so eased by her words that he feels washed clean, especially for having lost so much blood in ridding the world of demons.

And then, surprise!! He can see her after all! And then, surprise!!! They can have babies after all! Himejima is also as thrilled as they are.

Giyuu: Look at him!! He smiles!!!!!! And he has so many people who talk to him!!!!!!! Which means they're finally going to hold him accountable for acting like he was better than them. Giyuu is flattened with the realization that this is what everyone thought he meant when he said he was "different" from them, and he must explain himself. If there is a hole, he wants to go into it.

But!!! They forgive him?????? They accept him?????????

Well, sure they do, but he can't stop smiling and it's starting to weird everyone out.

Uzui: As usual, he is busy being a family man. He finds it kind of funny to hide from Himejima the fact that one of his wives had a baby. Himejima is really hurt when he finds out and Uzui feels terrible. If there is a hole, he wants to disappear into a puff of smoke in it.

Muichiro: Watch out world, that mouth of his is only going to get worse in his later teen years. He and Kotetsu are going to annoy everybody.

Muichiro hangs out with a lot of different people, since the whole Corp feels like his family. When he's not being treated like Kanamori's adoptive son, he's often goes over for dinner with the Ubuyashiki family, where he winds up hanging out with Sanemi. However, because they are closer in age and have more shared experiences, he is more naturally inclined to form a friendship with Genya.

Muichiro also hangs out at the Rengoku estate, because everybody loves Rengoku, and it's still hard for him to go out much on the days when his old injuries bother him. Again, being closer in age, Muichiro winds up forming more of a friendship with Senjuro, who happens to be Kotetsu's penpal via Tanjiro's introduction. Genya also knows Kotetsu but doesn't really hang out with him until Kotetsu is a little older, and eventually the four of them are a squad. Tanjiro is sort of an honorary member of this unofficial squad, but Muichiro and Kotetsu find themselves bullying Zenitsu and Inosuke a bit.

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Nymph: Repost from my old blog but, Its here! It’s finally here! I am so excited to post this! This idea has been in my head for months and I was kinda nervous about posting it, but fuck it! I hope you all like it as much as I did writing this!

Warnings: 18+ content, smut, oral(fem recieiving), teasing, dirty talk, fingering, clit slaps, orgasm control/denial, edging, spit kink, sir kink, spanking, blood, minor character death (mentioned), weapons (knife and gun), poison usage, alcohol usage, pole dancing(inspired by this)

Pairing: Mafia Boss!Rengoku Kyoujuro x Assassin Fem!reader

Word count: 5.3k

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You knelt down on the shiny, hard wooden floor as you awaited your order from the man who hired you. Breathing shallowly behind the thin black mask you wore to conceal your identity, you dared to look up at the man sitting in the throne-like chair in the center of the room. You were a highly trained assassin, the best in your class. You were skilled with every type of blade and made your own extremely potent poisons.

“Lord Muzan, I await your orders.” you said softly, gazing into the man’s eyes with your own.

Muzan Kibutsuji, one of Japan’s most notorious Mafia lords, was a rather attractive man with short black hair with long side bangs that framed his handsome face and piercing red eyes. Eyes that were now locked on the woman kneeling before him. You were dressed in all black down to your black heeled boots. 

“I need for you to eliminate the family that has become quite the thorn in my side.” He said, his voice calm and alluding the amount of power he had. Muzan snapped his fingers and one of his servants presented the woman with a photo. “That is the Rengoku Mafia Family. Kill them.”

You took the picture from the servant, observing the family. All three males had the same flame colored hair and golden-vermillion eyes while the woman (the mother you presumed) had black hair and soft red eyes.  You almost felt a bit of sympathy for them. They looked like a nice family, maybe you would use your poisons instead. 

“Yes, sir.” you started to rise out of your kneeling position when a hand clamped down on your shoulder, squeezing roughly.

“I don’t give a fuck who you are.” A voice snarled. “But killing Kyoujuro and his family is my job.”

Turning to look at the man who grabbed you, you saw that it was a man with pink hair and golden eyes.  Your lip curled down into a frown as you growled out, “It would be wise to let me go if you wish to keep that hand.

“What can you d-” before he could even finish his sentence you had your thighs locked around his neck as you swung your weight around, throwing him to the ground. A blade slid out of the heel of your boot as you stabbed it near the side of his head. He looked at you with wide eyes as a stinging pain spread from the slow forming cut that split his cheek. Blood pooled in the wound before falling down the side of his face.

“Akaza.” Muzan said simply, glaring down at the pink-haired man pinned by the small woman. “Effective immediately you are reassigned from the Rengoku Family.” His voice carried across the room commanding with a lingering threat. A slow smile began to tilt at his lips. “Unless you can beat her.”

Akaza grabbed the woman’s leg and tossed you off of him before dropping into a kneel.  “Sir, if given the chance. I will not kill her but I can put her out of commission.”

You laughed, maybe a bit too loudly, as you glared at Akaza. You just had him pinned, cheek split open by the blades in your heels. And he thinks he can beat you? “I’m sorry. You? Put me out of commission? Take a hint from the blood spilling down your face. You cannot win.” Small daggers fell into your palms from the hidden compartment attached to your wrists and you pointed one of them at the man. “You’re more than welcome to try. I’ll try to not kill you.” you glanced over at the man who hired you. “With your permission, Lord Muzan.”

Muzan sat back deeper into his throne, his long legs crossed at the knee as he placed his intertwined fingers under his nose. There was a long pause of silence as the two assassins waited for his orders. The woman poised with her blades and Akaza dropped into his fighting stance. “Granted.” He watched with mild amusement as the two began to fight.

You dodged Akaza’s quick flurry of punches he aimed at your face, retaliating with your own with the dagger clenched in between the webs of your fingers. Your blades, while never piercing his flesh with a direct hit, left glancing wounds on his face, neck and shoulders. You somersault backwards, the blade in your heels sliding out. 

Akaza took a step back to avoid the sharp knife hidden in your boots when you flipped, the tip barey grazing his chin and leaving a small knick on his skin. He had to admit the woman was a decent fighter, but it was time for him to get serious. Only he was allowed to kill Kyoujuro. Akaza would not let some stranger take his prize. 

His foot slammed down into the floor, splintering the wood as he focused his strength into his fists. Akaza would shatter the bones in your arms first, to hear you beg for mercy before breaking your legs and making you crawl back to where you had come from. Just as he was about to attack again, he stumbled, a nauseous feeling overcoming him. Akaza gagged and covered his mouth and it felt like he was both going to choke and vomit at the same time. Why did he feel so sick all of a sudden?

“It took long enough.” you walked over to where he was standing, watching him sway on his feet. “The poison has finally coursed through your blood.” you pulled a vial out of the valley of your breasts, swirling the liquid around. “I coat each of my blades in this serum that I make. It’s a deadly poison.” you stood in front of Akaza, a slight smile curling at your lips beneath your mask as you pressed your fingertips against his exposed chest and smeared the blood that dripped from his wounds. “Does it hurt, Akaza? Or should I say Soyama Hakuji.”

Gold eyes widened. How did you know his birth name? He has not used it since he was a child. Akaza choked on his own bile as it rose up in his throat as he struggled to speak. Was he going to die? Poisoned like a worthless creature after not even landing a single blow on this woman, this fem fatale. 

He flinched when you suddenly injected him with a needle and the nausea slowly started to go away as he dropped to his knees to empty the contents of his stomach so that he could breathe again. “Wh-why did you?”

“I don’t kill anyone who isn’t my target.” you said simply as you tossed the needle away on the ground and put the vial back in the inner breast pocket of your top. You walked back over to where Muzan was sitting still crossed legged up now he held his face in the palm of his hand, looking quiet assumed. “Was that display to your satisfaction, Lord Muzan?” you asked as you crossed your fist over your heart and bowed.

Muzan sat up on his throne, a smile curling at his lips. “It pleases me to know that the Rengoku Family will be disposed of.” He said, looking satisfied. “The funds will be transferred to your account when you’ve brought me their heads. 12 million for each one.”

You nodded as you slid your dagger back into the weapons compartment before bowing once more. Your heels clicked as you side stepped Akaza, who was still hunched over and probably still wondering how you knew his birth name. You stopped at the door, turning to the pink-haired man on the floor. “Because you were once my target before the hit was called off. Be grateful.” you exited out of the room.

Once you had left the building, you tugged your mask down and pulled out the photo you had placed in your pocket. You suppose you should start with one of the brothers. Killing the younger one first would leave a bitter taste in your mouth because he looked so adorable with that kind smile on his face. You glanced over to the other brother. 

“Pity.” you said as you took in the older brother’s features. “He’s kinda cute.” Slipping the photo back into my pocket, you pulled your mask back up on your face and hid in the shadows as you made your way back home to plan out your tactics of getting rid of Rengoku Kyoujuro as quickly as possible. Even if you did not kill the whole family before your deadline, the twelve million you would get from just him would be more than enough.

-0-0-0

Bored.

Kyoujuro was bored. Very bored at this party that was supposedly thrown in his honor. He set his face into the palm of his gloved hand as he watched the scantily dressed dancers try to seduce him with their movements. None caught his eye. Kyoujuro reached for his drink, Brandy on the rocks, and swirled the glass around before taking a drink. His attention was caught when the music changed in tempo, becoming dark and seductive.

“INTRODUCING A NEW DANCER: THE FEM FATALE!”

Kyoujuro leaned back into his seat, legs crossed at the knee. The Fem Fatale. A dangerous name. He hoped this one would provide some entertainment for him. He watched the stage with hooded eyes as the lights changed to a dark shade of violet, his glass to his lips as he waited for the performer to come out.

His tongue wet his lips when a woman dressed in dark red lingerie with a black corset tied around her waist to give her more of an hourglass figure and a sheer black robe with red ostrich feathers decorating the train and sleeves. Her feet were wrapped in a pair of thigh high leather boots and she had a riding crop for her prop. She also left her hair down to frame her face beautifully. But what piqued his interest the most was the black lacy mask that covered her eyes, hiding her identity from him. Kyoujuro wanted to know who this “Fem Fatale" was.

He watched with greedy eyes as she strutted slowly down the catwalk, tapping her thighs with the riding crop until she reached the pole at the end. When her music started, she bent over and flipped back her hair, but a few loose strands covered her face, giving her a seductive look. Kyoujruo’s eyes never left her body as she danced and twirled around on  the pole. He sipped at his drink as he watched her spin and spread those delectable thighs until her legs were in a straight line as she spun on the pole.

Kyoujuro felt the front of his pants become snug as she used the riding crop to spank her naughty ass and cunt as she spread her legs from the audience. Slowly, she stripped out of her robe, tossing it to the side as she grabbed hold of the pole. His cock twitched as he eyed her thighs and breasts as she danced around on the ground, her legs looking miles long as she stretched them over her head.

The front of his pants became almost unbearably tight when she ripped off the corset, her cute tummy on display for his viewing pleasure. His eyes followed her every movement as she slowly climbed up the pole, and begin spinning and twirling. Fuck, she was sexy. Her display of strength and her slow, eroctic movement turned him on. When she spun around on the pole, supporting her body with just her upper body and ankles, Kyoujuro knew that he had to have her.

When her performance was over, Kyoujuro motioned for his bodyguards to go find her and bring her to the private room he rented.

-0-0-0

You stepped out onto the stage when they called out your stage name. You walked slowly down the catwalk, tapping the tops of your thighs with the riding crop you used as a prop. Your eyes sought out for the Rengoku’s and you found him already staring at you with those beautiful golden-vermillion eyes and a glass to his lips as he took a drink. I made my way to the pole, heels clicking on the runway. Flipping my hair back I made eye contact with him, watching him adjust his pants.

Coming out of my robe, so I would have more freedom of movement, I slowly slid down the pole as my legs spread into a split. The Rengoku’s eyes never left your form as you danced around the pole, stretching your legs as you spun around on the pole wih just your hands. You slid down the pole until your knees touched the ground. 

You moved your body around seductively, your hair flying around with your movement and sticking to your  gloss. Knowing that your performance was coming to an end, you snatched off the corset.

As your performance was coming to an end, You decided to show off my strength by locking your legs around the pole while spinning around in place. Slowly, you let go of the pole and supported yourself by arching your back against the cool metal while pressing your ankles down to maintain my balance.

 You could feel his eyes on you as you spun around in slow circles. You wished you still had the riding crop to slide it along your covered heat and thighs, but you could tell he was already mesmerized by you. By the time you had finished your routine and blew a kiss to the crowd, he was gone and you knew that he was going to look for you.

-0-0-0

Kyoujuro sat in his private room, waiting patiently for his bodyguards to acquire the woman. He fixed himself another drink and poured one for you when they brought you to him. A soft knock at his door brought a smile to his face as he beckoned them inside. 

When the woman stepped inside his private room, you were even more beautiful up close than on stage. Luscious lips, perfect breasts, adorable tummy, beautiful hips and thighs, you were a goddess among goddesses.

He dismissed his bodyguards with a wave of his hand. “You can leave.” He said simply, eyes never leaving the woman in front of him. Your eyes were still covered by that lacy black mask and he was dying to see the beauty that laid underneath it. He smiled easily and laughed when you looked around the room. “I don’t bite.” His lips curled upwards into a hint of a seductive smile. “Unless you want me to, princess.”

Kyoujuro watched as your lips parted in a gasp and he held out the glass that he poured the drink into. “Brandy?” He asked, walking over to you so that you could take the alcohol. 

You took the drink from him with a shy smile. Standing this close to him gave you a better look at his handsome features. You could see the way his gold-red eyes sparkled in the light, his perfect jawline, pearly-white, straight teeth, soft yet firm looking lips that were almost always pulled into a smile, and his voice was so deep and rumbling. ‘It’s a shame such a handsome man has to die.’ “Thank you.” you took a sip of the rich brown liquid, a bit surprised at how smooth it went down.

He laughed lightly,  gaining your attention. “Smooth, isn’t it. This is Mendi Coconut Brandy.” Kyoujuro refilled your glass and his before clinking them together. “I enjoyed your performance. “He complimented you, walking over to the couch and sitting down. Spreading his long legs, he patted his thigh for you to sit down.

You eyed him, trying to figure out the best method of killing him. You had the knives hidden in my boots that you used to dispose of the real entertainer earlier. You also have your poisoned hairpins tying back your locks you could use. Your eyes caught the movement of him rolling his sleeves up and you saw the dark swirls of the tattoos inked into his forearms. Fuck... Your body automatically moved over to sit down on his leg as you  gave him a shy smile. “Is there something you want?” 

Kyoujuro leaned in, the sweet scent of your lotions filling his scenes. Coconut. You smelled sweet like the fruit and it made him wonder if you tasted just as sweet and was as tender as the flesh. His fingers found your delicate wrist, the pads resting against your pulse and feeling the blood rush through it. “Nervous or excited to know why I called you here?” His smile was gentle, yet still a bit sadistic. Kyoujuro was the hunter and you were his prey.

Pulling the hair pins out of the bun you wore, letting your hair down, you smiled at him. “Oh, I have an idea of what you want.” you said as you shifted in his lap, straddling his thighs. Placing your lips against his ear, you whispered, “But too bad I won’t be giving it to you." You raised the poisoned pins high, ready to send them into the veins of his neck. “Next time don't be so quick to dismiss your guards.”

He sensed the danger and before you were able to plunge the sharp tips of your weapons into his neck, Kyoujuro knocked your hands away. The pins scattered across the room as he quickly flipped your positions on the couch, his gun drawn and pointed at your forehead as you had drawn a hidden blade and pressed it against his neck. “Hm...you’re a better one than the last one he sent.” His finger rested lazily on the trigger.

You began to feel a bit nervous at the large Colt .38 pointed at your head, but you didn’t let it show. “Big words coming from the Boss’s underling.” you tightened your grip on the handle of your knife, pressing it tightly against his skin. “What makes you think I can’t slit your neck before you can pull the trigger?” you fought the urge to flinch when the cold metal pressed even deeper against the center of your forehead.

Kyoujuro smiled down at you, his lips pulled taunt at your words. “The boss’s underling?” He chuckled as his finger itched to pull the trigger from that statement alone. “You have me mixed up with my father, I believe. He was the former head of the family.” He reached around and pulled at the silk strings that held your mask tied closed.

Rengoku Shinjirou wasn’t the boss? You began to sweat a little, the strings of your mask dangling with the tips tickling your shoulders. The only thing keeping it held up over your eyes was the barrel of his gun. Why didn’t Lord Muzan tell me that Rengoku Kyoujuro was the Mafia Boss. You would have targeted him last. You swallowed thickly as he slowly reached for the edge of the lace mask.

“Let me see this face of yours.” He hummed, pulling his gun back slightly, ignoring the bite of your blade against the side of his neck. Grabbing the lace between his fingers, Kyoujuro pulled it away revealing your beautiful face. You were gorgeous. “Fem Fatale. I see why you picked that name. Many have tried to come assassinate me and my family, but you’re the first one that used this method.” He hummed as he grabbed your knife in his gloved hand quickly and yanked it from her grip. “Muzan finally thought of sending a woman instead of that pink-haired bastard.” The tip of his gun moved down to tilt your chin up so that he could stare into your eyes.

You shivered as you looked into his golden-crimson eyes. They were so cold yet beautiful with that glow of lust that swirled in his irises. You felt helpless without your blades and Kyoujuro was so much bigger than you that you wouldn’t dream of taking him in hand to hand. Then there was the gun he had pointed at you. You swallowed thickly. “What are you waiting for? Kill me. You know that I came here to kill you by Muzan’s orders. Unless you want to offer me more money to take out Muzan for you.”

Kyoujuro clicked his tongue as he tapped the tip of his gun against the bottom of your jawline. “Now what is the fun in that, princess?" He trailed the cold steel down your neck to the valley of your breasts, pointing the barrel at your heart. “How much?”

“12 for each head and double if I finish before the end of the week.” you answered quickly, your eyes glancing over at the corner where he had thrown your weapons. You wished you had gotten time to redress into your normal attire, but his bodyguards had barged into the dressing room almost as soon as you had closed the door. You barely had time to grab the hair pins.

The more he stared at your barely covered body, the silver of his gun contrasting beautifully with your skin, the tighter the front of Kyoujuro’s pants became. Fuck you were gorgeous. He tapped the weapon against your breast, smiling when you jumped. “I’ll tell you what, I’ll let you go. But...” he trailed off, finger toying with the trigger. “On one condition.”

You arched your brow as you tilted your head to the left. Has he lost his mind? Let you go? You were just going to take another attempt on his life, maybe even go after his family first. “And what might that be?” you would play along with whatever he wanted if that meant you would live.

“I will make you fall in love with me before the deadline of your assassination attempt.” He smiled pleasantly, laughing a bit when you recoiled your head back. “If I can’t, you can have my life, but if I do, you’re mine.”

“You’re not fucking serious!” you screamed at him. You? Fall in love with him? “You really think I won’t just try to kill you while you attempt to woo me?!” your brain stopped working when Kyoujuro reached out and placed a black leather gloved finger against your lips, silencing your rant. Damn him. Did he know you thought he was attractive? 

His smile never left his lips. “I never said you couldn’t keep attempting to kill me, but I will thwart every effort and won’t stop until I break you and make you mine.” Kyoujuro leaned in, moving his finger and slid his tongue out and ran it over the seam of your lips. “Come on, princess, just admit that you’re attracted to me.” his hand trailed down your neck.

Your lips were on fire from his touch as you looked up at him wide eyed. His fingers made your skin come alive when he led them down the front of your throat. “What are you...” you trailed off when his gloved fingertips traced over the swell of your breasts, his gun now being holstered back into its holder at his hip. A soft moan escaped when his palm brushed over your nipple before he used both hands to cup your mounds.

“Sensitive thing, aren’t you sweetheart?” Kyoujuro chuckled as he pushed you back onto the couch, his knee sliding between your thighs. “Let me give you a taste of what you’ll receive once you’re mine.” He leaned his head down slowly, intending on kissing her but his lips were met with your cheek as you turned your head away.

You placed your hand over your lips. “I’ll agree to play your little game, but I have my own rules.” you held up two fingers. "First is that unless I say yes, you cannot fuck me.” your head rolled back when his thigh pressed firmly against your heat, tempting you into giving into his touch. But you had to hold firm. “The second is until I say so, no kissing either.”

Kyoujuro gazed down at you, his brow arched before he sighed. “Fine. I won’t fuck or kiss you until you say I can, however,” He snatched your hand away from your lips and grabbed your chin, hooking his thumb on her bottom lip. Gathering a pool of saliva in his mouth, Kyoujuro let it fall from his puckered lips and into your parted lips, landing on your tongue, “have a taste of what you’re missing out on.”

As his spit slid down the back of your throat, a small whine left you. He tasted like the coconut brandy you had drunk, rich and smooth. You wanted more, but Kyoujuro had already latched his lips onto your neck, nipping and sucking his marks into your flesh. 

Your back arched off the couch, grinding your core down further against his hard thigh between your legs. His hand began to massage your breasts, squeezing the flesh until it spilled over in his palms.

“Come on, little one. Let me hear those beautiful moans.” He licked a line down your neck to the valley of your breasts. Kyoujuro pulled the cups of your thin, lace red bra down, pushing your breasts out. His mouth began to water at the sight of your taut nipples standing to attention for him. Latching his lips around your left one, he pinched and twisted the other in between his fingers. Soon a symphony of your saccharine moans graced his ears.

You could not hold back your cries when Kyouuro began toying with your nipples. You weaved your fingers into his silky blond hair to hold him against your chest.

 The pleasure was starting to consume you as he did wickedly sinful things to you. You let out a gasp when you felt his other hand glide down your belly and rested between your thighs. He moved his thigh down so that he could cup your sex over the thin red panties you had on.

Kyoujuro used his teeth to pull his gloves off his hands. He then pushed your underwear to the side and slid a finger along your slit. Releasing your nipple with a wet sounding ‘pop’, a smirk curled at his lips. “You’re already so wet, Princess.” He ran his finger up and down your cunt, parting your folds and watched your lewd juices glisten. “Look at this pussy, just dripping and sopping wet for me. Are you sure you haven’t fallen in love with me yet?”

Your face heated at his words as you swallowed thickly, the taste of coconuts still heavy on your tongue. “N-no!” you whimpered, feeling two of the thick fingers swiping through your slick coated slit. “I’m not in love with you.” A gasp left you when he suddenly pushed those digits inside your clenching hole and your hands gripped the leather exterior of the couch. “Fuck.”

Kyoujuro thumbed your clit as he thrust his fingers in and out at a leisurely pace. He watched every expression that appeared on your face. Marvelling a each lewd sound your pussy made as he fucked you with his hand. Adding a third finger and curling them, Kyoujuro found that spot that made you squirm and shake around him. He licked his lips as he stared hungry at your cunt. You only said that he could not kiss your mouth...

You were drowning, lost in the overwhelming ecstasy that he was causing on your body. Your nails dug into the upholstery of the couch. His fingers found your spot quickly, like he knew your body like the back of his hand. Your eyes slid closed as you started to lose yourself in the mind numbing pleasure. Until you left something hot and wet dripping onto your sex. My eyes shot open when I saw Kyoujuro spitting onto your clit, smearing it over your opening before lowering his head. “What are you doing?!” you kicked your legs out as you tried to grab his cheeks.

He looked up at you with a sinister smile on his lips before he slapped your clit, the stinging pain causing you to freeze up. Kyoujuro smiled up at you as he gathered your legs over his shoulders. “You only said I couldn’t fuck or kiss you, but you didn’t specify how to fuck you or what lips I could kiss.” He spanked your clit once more before gliding his tongue over the nerve.

Your head fell back as you gasped from the stinging pleasure of having your sensitive bud slapped and abused before his warm, wet muscle circled it as if trying to soothe the pain. You moved to curl your hands even tighter into his hair, not knowing if you were trying to pull him away or push him closer to your needy cunt. “Fuck...” you whimpered softly.

Kyoujuro licked up and down your folds, relishing in your sweet taste. You were indeed sweet and tender, even more so than the fruit. He could stay between your thighs, eating and drinking from your drooling hole all day. His nose brushed against your clit as his tongue dipped into your sugary hole to gather your slick. “This pussy is going to be all mine.” He groaned. “Won’t it?” 

In your lustful daze, his words rang true in your ears. “Yes!” you screamed out, flinching his hand came in contact with your ass, the rings he wore possibly leaving an imprint on your skin. You quickly changed your words, “Yes, sir! My pussy will belong to you.” you whined out, fingers tightening in his long golden hair as you bucked your hips upward.

He hummed as he sucked at your opening to taste as much of your sweetness as possible. A combination of your juices and his saliva rolled down his chin. You tasted better than the finest of desserts. Moving his lips up to your swollen nerve, he flicked it with his tongue as he pushed his fingers back inside your slick, clenching hole. Your cream began to smear onto the silver and black rings he wore.

“Oh fuck...” you moaned out as he attacked your clit with quick flicks. You shook your head from side to side as your thighs began to tremble and shake around his head as your back arched even further off the couch. Kyoujuro caught your body before it landed back onto the cushion, pressing your cunt deeper into his face. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” you chanted as your high was nearing. “Right there, please, right there.

Kyoujuro felt your walls clenching and fluttering around his fingers. He gave your clit one last suck before pulling away completely, ruining your orgasm. The Mafia leader gave you a sweet, charming smile before he placed his still wet fingers into his mouth. “Gotta become mine if you want to cum on my tongue, princess.” Standing to his feet, Kyoujuro reached for his suit jacket before reaching behind the couch for his katana. “It’s been fun. Until your next attempt, little fireball.” He walked out of the room

You sat up, knowing he did not just leave you on edge like that. The throbbing in your core let you know that he indeed left you in such a needy state for him. Clenching your hands into tight fists, you declared. “I am going to kill him!”

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sniff sniff I SMELL AN AMAZING BLOG!1!1! I REALLY LOVE EVERYTHING YOU WRITE KEEP UP THIS AMAZING MASTERPIECE!1!1! Also can i request the first 3 uppermoons with a female reader human who likes to bite them a lot? Like imagine training and you feel a bite on your shoulder or talking and then! BOOM! reader cutely bites their nose and cheek :3

Biting the Upper Moons

How will the Upper Moons react to their human biting different areas of their body?

Pairing: Kokushibo, Douma, Akaza x reader

Biting areas included: Ear, nose, cheek, bicep, arm

Kokushibo

Ear: 3/10

To reach his ear, you first have to brush some hair away, meaning Kokushibo will be aware of your intentions. You don’t whisper into his ear out of nowhere, but you do like to bite him there. So, most of the time, he’s simply dodging your attack before you could come any closer. He’s very hyperaware of his senses, meaning he doesn’t want anything to disturb them. Especially his vision and hearing.

“Do not even try.”

Nose: 3/10

Your face rapidly approaching his might suggest a kiss at first, but your mischievous grin told a different story. Similar with ears, Kokushibo simply dodges you. If you annoy him further with attempts to bite him, he’ll threaten to bite you first, flashing his sharp teeth at you. That usually shuts you down and leave him to meditate in peace. Sometimes, in a moment of weakness, he lets you bite his nose. His whole face would scrunch up in dissatisfaction and will remain like that for the rest of the day.

“Why are you so insistent of biting me? Did you have issues during childhood?”

Cheek: 4/10

He barely has any cheeks to bite onto, so you’ll resolve to biting his chin. Again, Kokushibo mistakes you leaning in for you wanting a simple kiss, so he obliged and parts his lips slightly in anticipation. He truly is too trusting with you, he learned that the moment you bit his chin and then scrambled away to hide. He didn’t bother to chase you, it was his fault that he’s letting his guard down like that. Perhaps he’s too lenient and loving with you.

“How foolish of me to think that you, my spouse, wanted affection from me.” (Is he even capable of sarcasm? Everything he says sounds to serious.)

Bicep: 8/10

Feeling you bite his bicep makes him feel oddly proud of his muscles. Is this your way of complimenting his body? Or a way to seduce him? Because weirdly enough, Kokushibo gets aroused when you bite him there. It reminds him of other moments where you desperately hold onto his bicep and shoulders and the way your face contorted into pure ecstasy. Perhaps you biting his bicep like that is your way to invite him into your bedroom? He’ll have to ask you why exactly you chose to bite his bicep out of all places.

“Are you trying to court me, dear? Just say the word and I’m yours tonight.”

Arm: 6/10

You biting his arm randomly during certain tasks amuses him slightly. It’s kind of fascinating to him why you are doing this. Do you crave his attention this badly? Once your teeth sink into his skin, his muscles would tense and Kokushibo might pull you around a little, like how someone would do with a puppy or energetic toddler. But do not expect him to look enthusiastic. His face will remain stone cold while playing tug-war with you. You have to be beware of how easily he gets fed up with the games though.

“Release my arm. Now.”

Douma

Ear: 6/10

It’s amusing to him how you continue to find ways to catch his attention. If Douma is busy preparing for another sermon, cleaning himself off after a feeding or just simply lounging around, you come up to him and bite his ear. He giggles loudly and would try to bite you back in any way. One time, he snuck up on you. As a payback for biting his ear very harshly that day, Douma wanted to bite yours in return! You jumped very violently once he pounced onto you and bit down onto your ear. From that day on, you now have an additional earhole in your ear for even more jewrely! That was his plan all along! Totally!

“How about I bite your other ear so you have symmetrical ear holes? That way, I can get you even more earrings! Wouldn’t you like that, lotus? …No? Okay.”

Nose: 7/10

It’s so cute to him! You mostly do it when you two nuzzle your noses together affectionately when you chomp down onto his. It surprised him, yes, but it’s so so cute! You being so adorable and just biting him stirs some kind of cuteness-aggression within him. Douma would trap you in his strong and large arms, squeaking and nuzzling his face against you. He’ll probably bite you in all kinds of areas himself during this fit, kicking his feet and grinning brightly.

“You’re so cute! My adorable little human! I could just eat you right up!! Lemme have a taste, hm? May I?”

Cheek: 5/10

Out of all the ways you bit him before, cheek bites are his least favourite. Not that Douma hates it, he just prefers to be bitten in other ways. Cheek bites remind him of cheek pulling, wich reminds him of a way a mother would scold her child. No mother ever bit her child’s cheek as a form of punishment (as far as Douma is aware of), but just feels like it. Gentle nibbles make him grin and pepper your face in kisses, but a whole bite and pull makes him whine loudly. He’d rather not get them.

“Mhh, don’t do that! Ouch… Give me a kiss on the cheek instead!”

Bicep: 8/10

Douma grins at your antics again, but this time, his smile is much more darker. You really are a brave one, aren’t you? Did you forget that he is still a demon? He only lets you bite him because you stir such strong emotions inside of him. Oh if only he can bite you back and taste your flesh on his tongue… You must taste like a heavenly feast, your blood rivalling those of marechi in taste and sacredness. Perhaps if Douma asks nicely you’ll let him try a droplet your blood. But for now, he’ll let you bite his bicep as you please. You look cute while doing it and he can barely feel it tickle, so why not?

“Dear Lotus, how about a little deal? I’ll let you bite down as hard as you like in exchange for a teeny tiny droplet of your blood?”

Arm: 7/10

Aren’t you just adorable! Douma’ll let you bite his arm and maybe even pull some flesh out if you like, as long as you’re enjoying yourself. He likes watching you entertain yourself like this with his body, it’s a great opportunity to observe some human emotions on your face. Seeing you so happy and excited about something simple like biting down onto his arm makes him wonder if you want to bite other areas in his body as well. Douma wonders if you’ll have different reactions to different firmness or taste of his skin. For example, will you bite him more often if he rubs some sugar onto his skin? Or how will you react if you bite his flexed thigh? Oh the opportunities! He might have to write down a list of reactions and behaviours he wants to test out on you!

“Lotus, how about you bite my chest? I can flex them a little and- hm? No, it’s one of my kinks, I’m just curious about something!… No, not like that! My, what a filthy mind you have.”

Akaza

Ear: 1/10

It sounds weird to him when you nibble his ear. It makes his whole body shiver, and not in a very good way. Akaza will side eye you in slight disgust whenever you even attempt to bite his earlobe. Playing it off and feigning innocence doesn’t help either and he’ll avoid you for the rest of the day/night. He doesn’t want to risk you even thinking about it.

“Don’t. You. Dare.”

Nose: 3/10

Nibbling his nose makes his whole face scrunch up in uncomfortableness. It tickles when you bite his nose and Akaza doesn’t like the way it makes him feel childish. He hates being tickled overall and almost always fights back as gently as he could against your tickle-assault, but you only biting his nose and immediately backing off feels like some kind of way to cheese his reaction. You get to see how his face scrunches together and how much he hates being tickled while also not feeling or seeing the consequences of doing so. Biting and running off is too fast for Akaza to process immediately since he almost always lets his guard down around you to show how much he trusts you. Yet, you prove to him how untrustworthy you truly are, you minx.

“Come back! You don’t get away with this again!”

Cheek: 6/10

Tolerates it at best, pushed you away at worst. Akaza doesn’t really mind you nibbling onto his cheek, as long as you don’t disturb him during something. He’ll actually welcome it when you two are cuddling, for example. He’ll even grin a little at your adorableness when you do, but if you draw his attention away from his training just to nibble against his cheek, Akaza will glare at you. Also, he doesn’t like to admit it, but he also likes to nibble a little on your cheek as well. Especially when Akaza is cuddling you and you blush. Your cheeks are very warm and nice to bite onto!

“Can we do that later? I’m busy right now.”

Bicep: 8/10

Akaza would also feel very prideful when you bite down onto his bicep. He doesn’t want to appear weak in front of you, so he’ll try to figure out when you’re planning to bite him. That way, he’ll flex his whole arm as a way of showing off. But also, that way, you started biting him more less. It’s not so nice to chew onto a boulder-like muscle, so you preferred softer areas in his body (like his cheek). But Akaza wanted you to bite his bicep! He wants you to feel how strong and powerful he is! So, he started offering his not-flexed bicep to bite onto. Now, it’s one of your favourite areas to nibble!

“You’re a really odd one. I chose the weirdest human to love.”

Arm: 7/10

Similar to his bicep, Akaza wants to flex his forearm in order to demonstrate how powerful he is! But after noticing how you preferred softer areas, he reluctantly offered his softened arm to you to bite down onto. Once you start biting down hard, he’ll notify you to stop immediately by flexing his muscle. It’s not like he feels any pain when you bite down as hard as you can, it just… tickles.

“Let go. Let go now. Hey! No! Let go of my damn arm!!”

💠

I am thinking about posting some sort of NSFW drabble for Douma I’ve been thinking about the oast few days… Maybe during Oktober. But anyways, thank you for reading! I hope you’ll continue to enjoy my blog!! Also, I have now written three fics that include biting in some form… does that say something about me or you guys? XD But keep requesting anything you like!!

Anyways, make sure to EAT, SLEEP and DRINK enough!!

Take care of yourselves <3

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About Me •••

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unbblemon-kibb • cobi

01/2024

SUMMARY • Everything you need to know about me and my content — I am an internet stranger so I’ll keep it short and sweet. My page is better viewed (aesthetically pleasing) in Goth/Rave color palette - trust me, I checked with the other palettes 🤢

DISCLAIMERS • This blog will contain NSFW content and possible themes that will shiver your timbers. I am a dark romance writer, it’s to be expected. Be responsible, respectful, and mindful of your limits. If you are a minor in your region, then please understand that you are not welcome to view such content, however, if you proceed them do at your own consequences!

ME:

I love writing and doing anything associated with creating something.

I started fan-fiction so I can better practice illustrating romance and intimacy.

RULES:

No bad behavior, it will not be tolerated

No pedophilia/zoophilia

No bathroom-waste related topics

Nothing I am uncomfortable with - if you’re unsure of if I’ll do it or not, then PM me and I’ll discuss it with you.

WRITING:

Requests

You may request character x character and reader x character content for the fandoms I write for - I would just prefer there to be chemistry between characters/a situation that would reasonably place them together.

In terms of OCs, they will ONLY be shipped with reader.

I write for a couple different readers; Male, Female, GN, FTM, and MTF — I will attempt to cater to all..

Fandoms

FNaF • William Afton: Michael Afton/Schmidt:

I will only write for those two because they are the closest things to adults — I will also not write for the movie, but if you want to invasion that, you are welcome. I am just uncomfortable associating a real life actors face with a character - it ruins the mood for me. Idk.

KNY • Tomioka Giyu: Kocho Shinobu: Iguro Obanai: Uzui Tengen: Rengoku Kyojuro: Mitsuri Kanroji: Muzan Kibutsuji: Kokushibo: Doma: Akaza: Daki: Gyutaro:

These are the characters I’m comfortable writing for in a NSFW manner -

CREEPYPASTA • Jeff the Kilker: Jane the killer: Eyeless Jack: BEN drowned: Slenderman: Offenderman: Masky: Hoodie: Ticci Toby: Nina the Killer: X-Virus: laughing Jack: Laughing Jill: Candy Pop: Jason the Toymaker: Clockwork: Kate the Chaser:

As the widest cast, it is also the most problematic in the sense they are fictional serial killers- hey, I don’t make the rules for them.

OC CONTENT:

None as of now…

ENJOY

If anyone has requests in terms of characters or Fandoms them PM me - I’d rather do it in private so we can properly discuss it, especially bc I don’t branch out typically in the sense of fandoms.

NAVIGATION •••

FNaF :

William Afton: •

Michael Afton/Schmidt: •

“Caught” - NSFW w/Male Reader

KNY :

Tomioka Giyu: •

Kocho Shinobu: •

Iguro Obanai: •

Uzui Tengen: • (and his Wives)

Rengoku Kyojuro: •

Mitsuri Kanroji: •

Muzan Kibutsuji: •

Kokushibo: •

Doma: •

Akaza: •

Daki: •

Gyutaro: •

CREEPYPASTA :

Jeff the Kilker: •

Jane the killer: •

Eyeless Jack: •

BEN drowned: •

Slenderman: •

Offenderman: •

Masky: •

Hoodie: •

Ticci Toby: •

Nina the Killer: •

X-Virus: •

laughing Jack: •

Laughing Jill: •

Candy Pop: •

Jason the Toymaker: •

Clockwork: •

Kate the Chaser: •

OCs :

None as of now …

[myreygn]

HELLO I SAW WHAT U SAID ABOUT DEMON SLAYER (THAT YOULL KISS ME LMFAO) BUT I WANTED TO ASK FOR MAYBE LEE ENMU??? YEAH IK HE JUST IS SO UNDERRATED IN THE TK COMMUNITY- idk why I’m yelling sorry but I need Lee or ler enmu anything pls 😭 my love for that man is indescribable and HE HAS LIKE NO TK CONTENT and that makes me sad awawaw but anyway have a good day or night or whatever time it is for u <333

Unhand me!

summary: Akaza allows himself to take a day off from the mission he was assigned and decides to stay at Mugen train - surely he and Enmu can avoid each other for the time being. Only that Enmu seemingly has no interest in avoiding Akaza and Upper Moon Three isn't one to turn down a challenge.

an: HI I'M SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG ALSO PLEASE YELL AS MUCH AS YOU WANT WE SUPPORT YELLING ON THIS BLOG- okay good news is i finally finished it and i had a lot of fun with it, i also learned to appreciate enmu more during the time i had this in my inbox and finished the manga so i feel like i was able to write for them a lot better than i would have been three months ago! thank you for the request - i went with akaza's pov for this one because i find his easier to write than enmu's, i hope that's okay ^^ it's set somewhere between s1 and s2, enjoy!

wordcount: 1765

tagging: @giggly-squiggily because i stole your rui/akaza-dynamic and @duckymcdoorknob because it's your husband <3

warnings: it's an akaza pov so lots of swearing!

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Akaza was exhausted. Which was ridiculous, considering that demons, let alone Upper Moons, shouldn’t even be able to feel something as mundane as exhaustion. Yet this stupid mission managed to- no, it wasn’t a stupid mission, there was no way he could even think that when there was so much as a chance of Muzan-sama listening in on his thoughts at that very moment. 

A noticeable shiver ran through Akaza’s body and he jumped through the opening in the train’s roof (whatever purpose a damn skylight on a train had but alright). It would probably be best to just not think about this mission at all for a few hours. He had worked hard these past few weeks, he could take a day off. And while the company of Lower Moon One certainly wouldn’t be his first choice in any other situation (except maybe if it was between them and fucking Douma) the train they had brought under their control would do as lodging for now. Especially because it was in the engine shed which meant that there were no people around to disturb him and enough space to get away from Enmu in case they got too annoying.

Akaza slouched down in one of the seats, not bothering to open his eyes when he felt a poorly covered presence approaching. “I’m just crushing here for today, don’t make a fuss about it.”

No answer, but the presence was still there. Okay, weird, but it was undoubtedly exactly who he thought it was and he wasn’t gonna open his eyes for Enmu of all people. A little voice in the back of his head started squeaking about how disrespectful the lower ranked demon was being but honestly, Akaza didn’t have the energy to scold them right now. Who cared anyway, it was just the two of them and Enmu knew very well that Akaza could obliterate their ass within two seconds, so whatever.

He crossed his arms behind his head, leaning back and enjoying the silence. Well, while it lasted.

Tap.

Nope. Absolutely not.

Tap. 

He was not gonna sacrifice his peace of mind for whatever bullshit Enmu was up to.

Tap tap. Taptaptaptaptap- 

“GAH!” Akaza felt his eyes fly wide open and his foot crashed into the floor next to his seat at something squeezing his knee. A few quick tapping noises and a soft snicker that seemed to come from the walls rather than from the hand that sat patiently in the middle of the gangway, an aura of fake innocence and smugness to it that would’ve driven Akaza up the wall on any other day.

Today though? Maybe it was really only because he was so fed up with this not at all stupid, so much fun mission that he had been trying to complete for weeks now but he had to admit, he felt rather… playful. Daki and Gyutaro had plenty of playfights whenever they all came together and although he’d rather walk straight into the sun than admit it out loud, there was always a sting of jealousy in his chest watching them. He had no one he could do that with - these days he hardly ever came across anyone who a) matched his strength enough for them to actually do something like that, b) had the guts to challenge him and c) didn’t make him want to rip his own head off whenever they opened their mouth. Fucking Douma, honestly.

And sure, Enmu was only a lower moon but they still matched two out of the three necessary criteria, so maybe it was gonna be fun. The hand tapped the floor with its index finger and a mouth appeared on it, stretched into a wide grin. Fuck it, why shouldn’t he play along.

“You have balls, I’ll give you that.” He lunged forward, missing the hand only by a mere inch or so. Hm. Surprising enough. Of course he hadn’t used his full speed but he still had planned on catching the hand. Little fucker was quick - that, or he was more exhausted than he had thought. Maybe both. Probably both.

“That was a good one, Akaza-sama!”

Heavens, he didn’t need this creepy thing giving him compliments- “Hey!” In the brief second he had been busy thinking about how weird it was to literally talk to the hand (he had seen Enmu pull the talk to the hand move on one of the other lower moons once and begrudgingly admitted to himself that that had been pretty cool), said hand had lunged forward to squeeze his knee once more. That brave move brought an end to its attempt at a reign of terror though.

“Gotcha!” Akaza held the hand up by the fingers, pressing them together in a way he hoped wasn’t too painful - he was still having fun and didn’t really want that ruined by Enmu getting hurt and inevitably becoming horny over it - and smirked at the struggling limb. “What do you think you’re doing, huh?”

“Oh, I thought we were playing a little game,” Enmu chirped through the hand’s mouth (hands shouldn’t have mouths, jeez, Enmu was so weird), “Akaza-sama seemed so down on the bench, I thought I might as well try to cheer him up.”

“By sending your creepy hand to squeeze my knee?”

“Yes!” The thumb wriggled excitedly and Akaza was glad he was holding the other fingers hostage so he didn’t have to see them do it as well. “Douma-sama told me about Akaza-sama’s knees being quite, hum, sensitive, I wanted to see for myself!”

“He said that, huh?” Akaza felt heat boiling in his stomach but he couldn’t really tell whether it was anger or horror at the prospect of Douma spreading this particular weakness of his around like hot gossip - not that a vast majority of demons could manage to utilize it against him if he didn’t want them to. Still. Fucking Douma. “Did he tell you what would happen if you got busted by me?”

The hand seemed to stiffen a little at that and Akaza couldn’t help but let out a low chuckle. “That’s what I thought. Tell you what, if you show yourself right now I might go easy on you.”

Silence. He lifted the hand to eye level. “Alright. You brought this upon yourself.”

A shriek echoed from the train’s walls and Akaza felt the corners of his mouth pull up in amazement. All he had done was gently scratch at the soft skin right where regular humans had their artery. “If your wrists are this bad, what about the rest of your hand?”

“Wahait, wait, Akahaza-samahahahaaa!”

Akaza snickered to himself, relentlessly dragging his blunt nails over Enmu’s wrist. (Enmu’s hand’s wrist? This was Enmu’s hand, right? He wondered whether they carried substitute hands in their pockets.) “I am waiting, waiting for you to come out so I can look at your face while I annihilate you.”

There was no real bite to his words and he was sure Enmu could tell - otherwise they would’ve probably thrown themselves in the dirt in front of Akaza already, begging to be left alive. Not that Akaza had the authority to kill the last remaining lower moon just like that but Enmu probably didn’t know that, and honestly, they didn’t need to. He was allowed to keep at least a little bit of his threatening exterior.

Although how threatening could he seem, standing in an empty train and tickling a detached hand? Probably not very, but whatever, looking threatening wasn’t the top priority right now. The top priority remained getting that little weasel Enmu to leave their hiding spot and if he had to bring out the big guns for that, then fine, he’d bring out the big guns.

“AIEEE! Ahahahakazaha-sahahama! Nohot thahahahat!”

Enmu was losing it now and the whole train vibrated as if shaken by their high and shrieky cackles. Akaza allowed himself an evil chuckle. There was something very satisfying about hearing that normally melodic and breathy voice brought to such loud and, dare he say it, ridiculous noises. Especially considering that he wasn’t really doing much aside from gently scribbling over the palm of the hand - as he knew all too well from countless humiliating interactions with Douma, a light touch was often enough to really get someone screaming and Enmu didn’t seem to be the exception to that.

“Ahakazahaha-sahahamaha, unhahand mehehe!”

“Oh, you think you’re really funny, huh?!”

“NAHAHAT THEHE PAHAHALM!”

Growing more hysterical by the second.

“PLEHEHEHEASE!”

Hilarious.

“You know what to do if you want me to stop.” Akaza smirked to himself when a low thud behind him notified him of Enmu’s long overdue surrender and he stopped his attack on the hand to turn around to an absolutely demolished looking lower moon. As soon as he took his fingers off, the limb went limp (Ha ha.) and he gave himself a moment to relish in the sound of Enmu desperately gasping for air. “There you are, you little freak. So I guess that means I win.”

“Ehe, indeed you do. Well played, Akaza-sama.” Enmu got on their knees and grinned up at him, cheeks flushed and lips stretched into a pleased smile; a smile Akaza found himself returning, much to his surprise. “May I have a turn now?”

The upper moon hesitated for a moment. Pausing and really thinking about it, this was beyond inappropriate, but then again… it wasn’t like Muzan-sama didn’t already know about the tickle fights amongst his Kizuki. And even if Enmu went on to tattle about this to Douma, well, it wasn’t like Douma didn’t know about Akaza’s tendency to goof off with the lower moons as well. Or at least his tendency to goof off with a former lower moon. 

Akaza felt the ever so slight hint of a sting in his chest; he knew he shouldn’t, but damn, he missed Rui. He remembered their tickle fights, their games of hide and seek, Rui demanding piggyback rides. And grief was such an embarrassingly human feeling to experience, but to call it anything else would be a lie. For a moment he wondered whether Rui missed him too, watched him even - wouldn’t Rui want him to do this? He could almost sense the kid nudging him from the afterlife - Do it! I haven’t seen you laugh in a while! And Enmu was still there, still looking up at him so expectantly and fuck it, why the hell not! 

“Bring it on, sleeping beauty.”

Maybe it was okay to feel a little human every now and then.

[hayatoseyepatch]

You are literally so fucking amazing, Sam! I’m proud of you for not only reaching 500 followers, but also for being the spectacular, sweet, funny and kind person you are ❤️ I know you put in so much time and care into your writing and that’s evident in the quality you put out bb!

Pronouns: She/Her

Personality: I’m a relatively bubbly person! I love to make others laugh and enjoy laughing myself. I’m supportive of those I love and have been told I have the personality of a Kindergarten teacher from friends because I’m always pumping people up 🥲 I’m a cross between an introvert and an extrovert but lean more extrovert as I can strike up a conversation with anyone and don’t mind being personable/putting myself out there (I just NEED time to recharge my battery). I’m super sensitive to my emotions and the emotions of others around me; I feel best when those I love feel their best and will go through great lengths to make sure they have a smile on their face. If we’re being honest, I’m a chronic people pleaser (working on it!).

Hobbies: Horror Movies, Rock/Metal Concerts, Naps, Good Food, Finding the Joy in Things

Fandoms: Wind Breaker + Demon Slayer

Fave Tropes: “X Fell Hard, But Y Fell Harder” “Stuck in a Confined Space With Each Other” “All-Consuming Love 🤡🤡” Is the last one a trope? I’m saying that it is haha

What’s My Type: I feel like my type has changed so much especially since I’ve experienced so many new life events? But I think it all comes down to: strong personality, hero/justice oriented type, loud, strong (strength-wise). Looks matter to me in characters, sure, but the characters that have stuck with me are the characters with the loudest ideals, personalities and mouths (does this sound like me, Sam? It’s so hard to analyze yourself, you know?) Idk maybe conviction is sexy to me????

Favorites: looooool you know who my faves are but I never get tired of sharing: Haruka Sakura, Kyojuro Rengoku, Obanai Iguro. But I will NOT be upset if you don’t pair me with anyone from this list in fact I welcome whatever feels most right to YOU in matching, Sam 🫶

ICKS: God, yes. Fuck Akaza with my ENTIRE chest. Like I will CRY! I don’t mind anyone else otherwise.

Love you bb! You are KILLING it!

-Eevees-Hobbies

Here we are back on the Eevee makes Sam cry chronicles, thank you so much for your kind words I literally adore you more than anything. Funny thing, I was literally scrolling and did you know you were like my second-ever mutual when I made this blog back in June? I literally lucked out so hard fr and now you’re stuck with me for the rest of your days, funny how that works. Okay, I’m rambling, ilysm bb, onto your match up. You're a mutual who asked for two so that’s what you shall get baby!!

First I match you up with KYOJURO RENGOKU from Demon Slayer!

⤜♡→ Okay you knew this was coming, I knew this was coming, we all knew this was coming. I can't be here holding a match-up event and not pay tribute to my favorite married couple. You guys are SOULMATES in my eyes, and Rengoku’s too. If you looked up devotion in an encyclopedia there you both are.

⤜♡→ Rengoku had fallen for you from the first moment he saw you smile, from the instance that your melodic laughter met his ears for the very first time. He swore in that moment he would dedicate his life to keeping that smile on your face and your laughter in the air.

⤜♡→ Lets be honest here Rengoku is a gorgeous man, however, what made you fall for him was his conviction. He has such a noble heart and is always willing to help out anyone in need. His heart had its way of calling out to yours and I think you were both hopeless from the start.

⤜♡→ If you are also a demon slayer, I believe it took a while for you both to get together, the nature of the profession puts your lives in danger at every turn. He definitely confessed while you both were on a mission. The two of you were forced to hide from a demon the both of you aiming to gather intel and well making out in a closet kind of just took precedence, oops.

The both of you laid in the grass, breaths coming in uneven as dawn finally broke over the horizon. The fight you had both been engaged in was long and arduous, dark red staining your uniforms, but luckily nothing life-threatening. But the fear of losing you sets a jolt of panic through Rengoku’s heart. Despite the both of you fighting side by side countless times this was the first time he feared for your lives. He was quiet, collecting your form delicately into his strong arms. His face buried in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent, taking it in as if it was his lifeline. The realization that this could have been the last time he held you like this, he lets it consume his senses. His heart raced in his chest holding you in a vice-like grip as his vision blurred, he didn’t know what he would ever do if he lost you, and the idea alone had him making up his mind in that instant.

He pulled from you, only enough so he could look into your eyes, the same eyes he found himself lost in every day, the same eyes he wanted to look into with love and adoration for the rest of his life. His hands moved to cup your cheeks, pulling you in to capture your lips with his own. He poured ever last ounce of love he could possibly fit into the embrace. When he finally brought himself to pull from the kiss his eyes were lit with a fiery conviction, the words falling from his mouth as if it were as easy as breathing. As if every word he had ever said never meant as much to him as the ones he was about to speak. “Marry me.”

He sees the shock light on your features from the sudden nature of his words, but they were anything but spontaneous. He had thought countess times about marrying you, having a life with you, starting a family. He takes your hands in his eyes burning into your own. “I love you more than anything in this life. I could have lost you tonight, I cannot live another moment without you as my wife. I will love you until the moment I draw my last breath, I will find you in every lifetime to make you mine again. Please, my love, give me the pleasure of being your husband. Let me spend the rest of my days by your side.” When he was looking at you like that with his words setting your heart ablaze, how could you possibly say no?

Second up I match you with ME just kidding I guess or whtever.. but no its HAYATO SUO from Wind Breaker!

⤜♡→ Okay, hoe, before you come at me with your pitchfork and say I’m just trying to start with you on my Suo bs again HEAR ME OUT! I really do think you two are more compatible than you think you are. As someone who likes to think she knows you just a wee bit from being up your ass everyday, I have an informed opinion.

⤜♡→ I think Suos care is often overlooked for the whole "mischievous cocky asshole” vibe, but he's so much more than that. We’re talking about the same man who took Nirei under his wing to teach him how to fight so he wouldn’t get hurt. The same man who protects him at every turn even if it leaves himself open. The man who went taint first kick to Endo for talking bad about Sakura. He is willing to do whatever it takes to protect those he cares about and would watch the world burn to keep you safe.

⤜♡→ CEO of shit-talking. I just imagine you both curled up in bed with one another, his fingers running up and down the column of your spine as he snorts at the way you were making fun of Tsugeura’s hair. The both of you constantly whispering to each other under your breaths while out and about not even trying to hide when you were talking about someone.

⤜♡→ I feel like you both get into so much mischief. Suo is more than aware of Sakura’s little crush on you and he is more than happy to tease him at every corner. Kissing you in front of him, pulling you into his lap, whispering the nastiest shit in your ear (conveniently forgetting he was in earshot). But he was a very generous man, he repays Sakura for all the teasing by letting him take a taste of you whenever he wants. Just because he’s such a good friend, yk?

⤜♡→ Come on babe, you're gonna look at me and say the sex isn’t on a whole other level? This man CRAVES you constantly. He will treat you like the most precious gem imaginable in the streets and take you home and fuck you like a whore. Aftercare is god tier though.

Suo hums, adjusting the water in the bath for the both of you, just how you like it. Adding in some Epsom salt to soothe your aching muscles from the strain put on them by such an intense session. Once the bath was drawn, he returns to the bedroom, eyes soft as he sees you lying against the sheets. Cupping your cheek as he presses a sweet kiss to your lips. “Come on my love let’s get you a nice warm bath to get you all cleaned up, then we can just lay in bed for the rest of the evening, how does that sound, hm?”

He collects you into his arms, carrying you to the bathroom, gently settling you both into the warm water. Careful not to let the water slosh around and get the floor wet. He pulls you against his chest arms settling around your midsection, holding you to him. His eyes closing in contentment as he enjoys the skin-to-skin contact he is receiving. Resting his nose into the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent and enjoying this moment with you. “You did so good for me, my sweet baby, now let me take care of you, yeah?” He was always so gentle after, hands soothing over your sore muscles, gently washing you in the bath. Kisses pressed to every inch of your skin as he worships your body. Confessions of love and adoration murmured into your skin.

Once you were thoroughly cleaned and feeling the depths of his affection he would drain the tub, not letting you lift a finger as he dried you off. Rubbing lotion into your skin in a comforting gesture before getting you dressed in your night clothes. After getting ready for bed himself he climbs into the mattress next to you, collecting you into his arms once more. He smiles softly as you snuggle into him, pressing his lips against your forehead as he watches your eyes droop. "Good night my love, you've most certainly earned your rest." Suo may be an actual demon when fucking you, but he would never allow you to question that you are his world. He never thought he was capable of loving someone like this, and he would do everything in his power to keep you by his side.

[askakaza]

akaza! I knew I would find you here! - daki

Panic.

Panic.

Panic- “Wait.”

“ @askdouma are these your adopted semen demons?”

[silver-tooth-the-panther]

Greetings! May I request some Doma soft vore? Maybe with a Reader insert or even Akaza?

( Akaza or Reader) is going through an emotional state where he/ they actually start having panic attacks and hyperventilating? If not Reader- I am new and don't know if there are rules where Reader inserts are not allowed on this blog- then Akaza! Have a gorgeous week!

(Here’s your fic request! I honestly had a lot of fun writing it and I hope that you enjoy just as much as I have. I was kinda afraid of writing Douma, but I don’t think I did a bad job. If you have any criticisms, leave them in the comments!)

No One Will Hurt You

(A Douma x G/N reader vore fic)

Warning: Panic attack, mention of death, PTSD, and comfort vore.

Today had been a great day for Douma. The time of worship at The Paradise Faith church had gone exceptionally well and none of his followers had to be punished. Although he was confused by one thing. You were absent from the church today.

He knew that you loved him dearly, so your absence was worrisome. Once all the preparations and rituals had been completed, Douma headed straight back to his home. Luckily, your home wasn’t too far from the church, so he was able to get there quickly. “Darling! I’m home!” He sang as he opened the sliding door.

It was quiet and dark inside the house. Again, this was also unusual. You would always greet him with a hug when he came home, so this worried him even more. “Darling, are you home?” He asked with a slight hint of worry. Douma knew that something was wrong.

The house was clean as it usually was, but there was a feeling of dread all throughout the house. Douma made his way over to the bedroom, hoping that you were there. Once he got to the bedroom door, Douma pressed his ear against it. He heard panicked breathing and soft sobs. Douma gently opened the door and said, “Darling?”

You were on the bed with your hands on your chest. Your breathing was irregular and you didn’t seem to notice Douma opening the door. Once he saw you, he immediately rushed to your side. He gently picked up your feeble human body and put you close to his chest. “Oh my.. What’s wrong?”

You couldn’t catch your breath, despite his presence. He knew that humans suffered from these events. “Panic attacks” he remembered that’s what you called them. He had never experienced one himself, but he knew that they were agonizing. “You poor thing.. here I know what will calm you down.”

Douma has helped you with these panic attacks before, so he knew what to do. He gently picked you up and put your head into his maw. Your breathing was still irregular, but you calmed down a bit when you felt the warmth of Douma’s maw. Douma then slowly started to swallow you. The warmth and plush like walls of his throat and belly were always enough to calm you.

Douma’s throat was like a soft, squishy tunnel that carried you down further and further into his body. He gently purred as you made your way down. Douma traced your body with his hand as you were being carried to his belly.

His belly was soft and warm. It was like a big pouch that you could curl up in. The plush walls moved gently around you. Douma’s belly made wonderful soothing sounds that always put you at ease. It was here that you were able to calm down. You were able to feel safe.

Douma sighed as he put his hand on his enlarged belly. “Are you okay, sweetheart?” Your breathing was still harsh, but you were able to speak now. “Yeah…” He was happy to hear that. He hated seeing you in pain. Although he didn’t feel it himself, Douma couldn’t bear the thought of seeing you hurt.

“Now tell me.” Douma said sweetly. “What happened?” You were quiet for a minute. “I..may have seen my mother’s killer..” Douma nearly gasped at this news. He remembered that you told him that your mother was killed a few years ago. They never caught the killer, so you used to live in constant fear until you met him.

“You did?…” He said softly. Douma gently rubbed his belly, hoping to soothe you. “Yeah, he didn’t notice me though. I was trying to get some candles for the cult when I saw him..” You winced through your tears. “Is that why you weren’t there to worship today?” Douma asked in a concerned voice.

“Yeah..I hope that you’re not mad.” Douma shook his head. “No, dear I’m not mad at you..I may not understand emotions that well, but I know that must’ve been hard for you.” You started to sob into the soft stomach walls. Douma heard your cries and held his belly close.

“I’ll find him, dear, and I’ll make him pay. Do you understand?” You nodded inside his belly. “I do..” Douma sighed in frustration. “Do you remember what he looks like?” You snuggled into Douma’s tummy. “He had brown, short hair, long legs, and a strange scar on his eye. He wore a black and green kimono and crimson pants.”

Douma nodded. “Thank you. I promise to find him by the end of the day.” Although you wanted him to go after the killer, you didn’t want to leave his side just yet. “Douma..” You said with a tired voice. “Yes?” He replied with a sweet hum. “Would you mind staying with me for a little while? I’m not really ready for you to leave.”

“Why of course!” He held his belly closer as he started to hum a gentle tune. Although he was a demon, he truly did care about you. Douma would stay by your side for as long as you needed him. But one thing was for sure. He will find the killer and make him pay for what he did to you.

[muchirosrightarm]

Hello people of Tumblr I’m sharing my thoughts on Koyoharu Gotouge’s detailed designs and stories of some of the demons in Kimetsu no Yaiba. With season 3 coming up in April (and the amount of leaks that dropped) I’m so excited to see my favorite characters and how Ufotable fleshed out this amazing manga. I’m also taking this as a chance to write down my thoughts on the characters as I do have a lot and need a space to type them down lol. With s2 wrapping up at the introduction of the upper moon meeting, I’ll be starting off with Gyutaro and Daki. I’m sorry if there’s any grammar mistakes btw I’m not very good at writing :,) SPOILER WARNING & TRIGGER WARNING BTW

Upper Moon 6: Gyo’s appearance is sickly looking following along with having very strange anatomy where his chest and arms are big but his waist is incredibly skinny. He’s emaciated with dark spotted marks, and a pale/green complexion. Adding on to the sickly look, his eyes are tinted eyes and slanted downwards on the sides. As a human, he looked extremely similar to how he does now. His sickly looks compliments his blood demon art where it’s mainly made up blood sickle like slashes. His blades are also in a sickle shape, plus his slashes are shaped like blood sickles when sick with the disease. His blood demon art ties back to his life when he was human, telling a story of a sick and poor kid.

As a human, his mother caught Syphilis and before she died she tried to kill him many times even after his sister was born. People saw him as creepy and someone to fear. He had poor hygiene and lived off eating mice and insects. Because of this, he was bullied a lot but after his sister Ume was born, he became a debt collector. With the beauty of his sister, his ugliness became nothing to him and his inferiority complex was dismissed. Plus he got really good at fighting.

With Daki (or Ume), she shares the rank with Gyutaro by both of them sharing a body. She’s tall with black hair in the beginning but as the fight carries on, her hair becomes white with green tips at the end. She disguises herself as an Oiran, which is the highest ranking courtesans (prostitutes) in Japanese history. Her personality is quite cruel and sadistic but it is important to note that she has tantrums like a child and this is due to her age before she was a demon. She also suffers from Pyrophobia and has shown to have a deep fear of flames. Also something to note, Ume’ s name could be Interpreted as Uvetic cystoid macular edema which is a disease that infects the eye. This can tie back to her true ability in which she grows a third eye.

With Ume being born, it gave hope to Gyutaro. She was given things just for smiling and is said that even grown men and women would falter from looking at her. This ended quickly though when Ume stabbed a samurai in the eye with her hair pin. For this, she was burned alive and left in a ditch. Her design was purposely made to resemble a prostitute, tying back to her childhood.

Just from these two alone, you can see how their appearance alone tells a story. From personality to visuals, these two are extremely recognizable and tells a depressing story about two kids who grew up with misfortune. At the end of their story, Gyutaro explains that he has no regrets besides having Ume as a sister. He explains that she could’ve had a better life without him and would’ve turned out better if she didn’t follow his path. Even though he feels this way, Daki refused to leave his side and because of this Gyutaro and Daki has one of the most depressing stories in Demon Slayer (in my opinion). The way their relationship is written and the deep bond that is shown is emotional, but the way Gotouge writes sibling bonds is a whole different blog lol.

Note: Gyutaro means pimp and Daki means fallen princess

Upper Moon 3: Akaza, being one of my favorite characters and has a story that made me ugly cry in my bed, his character is one of the most recognizable and has a strong resemblance to his backstory. He’s muscular, very fair skin, and has a pattern of blue stripes along his face, torso, and arms. He also wears a pink, short and sleeveless haori that exposes his chest.

In his human life, his name was Hakuji. He raised his sick father, who he loved deeply. Hakuji was a criminal, he pickpocketed and murdered people with his own hands and because of this his father killed himself. After this, he was banned from Edo which caused him to kill even more men with his own hands. Eventually a man named Keizo approached him and took him in to nurse Koyuki, who would eventually become his wife. Koyuki’s health improved and Keizo offered the dojo to Hakuji along with taking Koyuki as his bride. He vowed to protect both of them with his life as they were the two most important people in his life.

This wouldn’t last though. After Hakuji informed his dad about the marriage (at his grave), a student at the dojo told him that the rival dojo poisoned the well where Koyuki and Keizo drank from. The two died after drinking the water. Hakuji killed all 67 members of the rivaling dojo with his bare hands and killing them too the point where the corpses were no longer recognizable. The act was so gruesome, it caught the attention of Muzan Kibutsuji and decided to make Hakuji one of the Twelve Kizuki.

This story easily being one of the most tragic stories in Demon Slayer, his design shows a lot of detail to his past. As a demon, he forgot his memories as a human but had a desire to become stronger despite not knowing why. With a discussion with Douma, he refuses to eat or harm women in anyway. The blue stripes on his arm and his rank as upper moon 3 resemble his tattoos and the three important people in his life (his dad, Keizo, and Koyuki), his pink haori resembles his wife’s haori, Koyuki’s 3 snowflake hair pin can resemble his technique “Compass Needle”, even his fighting style, hand to hand combat, resembles the fact that he always fought with his fists in his human life.

Akaza’s demon design consists of wearing ankle beads and in many cultures, ankle beads are thought of as a charm for protection. Akaza’ s human life was all about protection and the irony is that he failed to protect anything that he loved in his life. His name Hakuji can be a reference to stone lion dogs that protect shrines. They were honorable animals that were loved in mythology. Although when his loved ones died, you could say he became a “mad dog” and murdered dozens before turning to a demon. With following Muzan, his memories were taken away and became a “obedient dog”. EVEN Akaza’s visuals when he fights can resemble fireworks (which is what Hakuji and Koyuki got married under). Finally, at the end of the fight between Akaza’s, Tanjiro, and Giyu, Akaza kills himself after remembering his past life. This could easily resemble his dad’s suicide.

I cannot express how much I love Akaza’s story. It’s a story of his criminal past and the failure to protect the people he loved is told through his design in an incredible way. Easily one of the saddest stories told in Demon Slayer. It tells a story of love, failure, lost, and grief in one single character and it’s just another example of Gotouge’s brilliant way of telling a story through a character.

Upper Moon 2: Douma, meaning polished child or magic child, is the only antagonist that we don’t have a human name of. Douma is a complex character and a lot of my analysis mainly comes from other people’s opinions and my own guesses.

Douma is tall with a muscular body. His eyes are described to be rare and beautiful. In color, they are made of rainbow pastel colors. Because of this, he was known as a child who was blessed and could communicate with the gods. He is charismatic and friendly, with a carefree manner.

Douma’s character is extremely complex. Again, it’s really hard to analyze him because we know so much but so little about him. Douma basically had no childhood, he was forced to listen to adults because he was a “messenger from god”. I think Douma definitely has some apathetic feelings but I think he has also experienced some other emotions, like anger and love. I urge you to read this blog about him! It explains his character really well and gives the reader a different view of Douma’s apathetic feelings.

So, Muzan uses weak points to gather people. Akaza’s desire to become stronger, Kokushibo’s jealousy, etc. But what about Douma? It’s unclear what was used against Douma and it could be that he didn’t use anything, it could’ve been something Douma found interest in or something. But with some analysis, it could be because of Douma’s lack of self identity. The pressure he could’ve experienced as a child drove him to a point of forgetting himself and becoming what people wanted him to be.

Douma’s character is really interesting and takes a lot of research to create an opinion of your own about him. I believe Douma is just another demon with a tragic backstory. A story of trauma and the pressure a child can face.

Upper Moon 1: Kokushibo is a huge antagonist in the story and has an amazing story about a brotherly bond and the origins of breathing techniques. Like Akaza’s, his story is very emotional and his design tells a lot about it.

Kokushibo wears a purple kimono, has long dark hair that’s in a ponytail, and has a set of 6 eyes with 3 on each side. 5 centuries ago, during the Sengoku Era, he was a human named Michikatsu Tsugikuni. He was a former demon slayer with his twin brother Yoriichi Tsugikuni. Kokushibo is an ancestor of Muichiro and he’s also the one responsible for turning Zenitsu’s senior, Kaigaku, into a demon and join the Twelve Kitsuki. He is reserved, silent, and extremely intimidating.

As a human and even now as a demon, Kokushibo feels extreme envy towards Yorichii for his natural talents and abilities. Despite the feelings of jealousy, he still feels deep care and love for Yorichii and this is shown when Kokushibo is touched when Yorichii treasures the handmade flute that he made when they were children. These feelings are definitely caused by a inferiority complex and strives to be stronger and be better than his brother. In his design, Kokushibo uses moon breathing. The moon is a symbol of enlightenment and the irony of this is Kokushibo never felt any kind of enlightenment, he felt jealousy and rage for his brother for most of his life and definitely could not let those emotions go. Along with enlightenment, the flute that was made and given by Yorichii is a bamboo flute which is played by japanese monks to step closer to enlightenment. His design also shows the internal struggle he feels. He grows 3 sets of eyes to enhance his vision and perspective to replicate Yorichii’s speed.

Kokushibo’s design screams enlightenment but he could never reach it because of the jealousy and rage he felt against his brother. In his final moments he says: “The ugliness of not admitting defeat even though they took my head, chopped me up and crushed me. Living in disgrace. Have I lived hundreds of years for this? Was I so afraid of defeat that I became a monster? Did I want to be strong even if it meant eating people? Did I become this miserable creature because I didn't want to die? No. Yoriichi... I just wanted to be you.” His design is so powerful and intimidating and it shows the struggle of the moon constantly living in the shadow of the sun.

If you read this much, thank you so much!:D

[silverynight]

Ur blog has become my daily dose of wholesomeness and cuteness I can’t rn-

So it just made me think of maybe the upper rank demons simping HARD for Tanjiro’s wholesomeness and cuteness lol. They don’t even kidnap him anymore to kill him, it’s just to spend time with the precious angel.

Muzan: It seems you’ve all been secretly talking to that boy with hanafuda earrings I’ve been ordering you to bring to me… so would anyone like to explain why exactly after all this time, nobody has brought his head to me yet?

The upper rank demons: 😶

Douma: Ehhhh? You wanted us to kill that sweet little darling and not propose to him? I totally forgot, sorry Lord Muzan! 😇

Douma: It's easy to get confused! We thought you wanted us to spend time with the sunshine, Muzan-sama!

Meanwhile the others, especially Akaza want Douma to just shut up already.

Also Kokushibo loves to have a cup of tea with Tanjirou every now and then, even if he doesn't enjoy the taste of it anymore.

[sanemisprincess]

Upper Moon Hunger

NO Minors, Ageless, or Blank Blogs interacting word count 3K

18+ only TW: threesome, biting, mentions of blood

You had been with Akaza for some time now and to keep you safe from the other Upper Moons finding out he called you his pet if the others got curious about you, especially Douma. You had noticed that Akaza didn't particularly like talking about him and it irritated him that Douma was inquiring about you. You sat between his legs and you laid your head on his thigh looking up at him speaking softly “What’s bothering you love?” He didn’t say anything, just had a despondent look on his face. You gently stroked up and down his thigh, hoping that by doing this would ease his thoughts. “I can make you feel better,” you slowly made your way to the rope holding his pants up, untying it as his cock freely sprung out as your lips brushed over the tip.  This brought Akaza out of his thoughts “Dangerous, my darling Lili” He looked down finally into your awaiting stare. You felt him lift your chin gently “My beautiful Lili why are you so loyal to me?” Hearing this question startled you “Was he worried you might leave him for someone else like Douma?” you thought to yourself. “I belong to you forever.” “Why are these thoughts troubling you?” You noticed the way he looked at you when he extended his arms picking you up from between his legs, as you stared into those beautiful golden eyes that pierced deep into your soul. “Was something said at the meeting that made you worried like this?” The agonized look on his face told you that it had all stemmed from that gathering. You had an inkling of who might’ve been behind your lover's troubling thoughts "Perhaps we should invite Douma into our bed?” Akaza was silent, gathering his thoughts. "I wouldn't mind being used by two Upper Moons" You smiled innocently. You sank back down between his legs as you took his length fully into your mouth “Such a good girl Lili.” He grabbed the back of your head going as deep as he could hearing you moan on his cock. “Perhaps we should let Douma use this pretty mouth.” He grinned wickedly, his troublesome thoughts put to the wayside.  You could feel Akaza was close to cumming as he continued to thrust into your mouth when he climaxed “Swallow my pet.” You did as you were told. Akaza gently lifted you up and laid you on the bed “rest my love.” I need to enquire with Douma regarding your invitation to share our bed with him.” You closed your eyes feeling his gentle touch on your cheek. Akaza set out to find Douma for your sake since he himself despised him to his core.

Akaza made his way through the infinity castle in search of the one person he despised the most Douma, he wanted to see you happy and if that meant sharing you with him then he was willing to talk to him. The uneasy thoughts that invaded his mind as he approached Douma’s room suddenly came to the forefront even though you had told him you were his always. “Lord Akaza, what brings you to my domain?” He smiled, blood dripping down his mouth. Akaza kept his emotions in check as he despised this man to this core. “I was wondering if you would like to share my human pet, she has invited you into our bed tomorrow evening, just this once?” Douma dropped his meal and as he grinned even wider “So your pet wants to feel my cock inside her pretty pussy?” “You sure she won’t leave you for me once she’s experienced the pleasure I can give her, as I make cum over and over again.” Akaza wanted to slice his head off again as he heard him say this about his Lili. “I assure you Lord Douma that even though you will give her pleasure my pet knows whose cock brings her true happiness and that isn’t you.” Douma began laughing as he bared his fangs “I relish this challenge and accept your pets invitation, Lord Akaza.”  

Akaza turned around still disgusted having to even see Douma’s face and headed back towards your sleeping figure. Akaza finally made it back to his room seeing you laid out on the bed, a golden silk cover barely covering your sleeping figure. He silently moved a strand of hair from your face as you groaned slightly in your sleep “Akaza, please don’t leave me.” He saw a slight tear fall down your cheek. Akaza slowly laid down beside you and wrapped his arm around you “You are mine Lili, I will never leave you” he said softly as his fangs gently grazed your exposed neck as he gently bit down hearing you moan in your sleep. He knew Douma would notice his little lovemark; this was done to make sure that no matter how much pleasure he was able to meld out of your lovely mouth, you were his. Akaza laid his head down beside your sleeping figure and finally closed his eyes, feeling you move closer to him.

You woke the next morning feeling a lil sore in your neck noticing Akaza’s arm still wrapped around your waist. You turned over slightly as you watched him sleep and noticed a lil bit of blood on his chin. You smiled a gentle smile and whispered “I’m yours” as you kissed his forehead gently. This caused him to stir slowly “Lili my love I see you noticed my lovemark '' all you could do was stare into his eyes. Tonight was the moment you invited Douma into you and Akaza’s bed. “I should get ready for this evening’s activities my love.” “Douma will get to have my body, but my heart belongs to you my dearest Akaza.” You saw the worry leave his eyes as he fell back asleep as you figured out what to wear. You choose a pink kimono with a slight blue accent and a gold obi. You knew the outfit wouldn’t stay on long but it eased your mind. You heard Akaza stir even more and realized it was evening already as you put the last bit of touches to your makeup. Akaza made his way behind you quietly slowly wrapping his arm around your waist placing a kiss on your forehead “Lili you are so beautiful I need you now,” feeling his hands slide down making their way to your pussy as he inserted two fingers into your core pumping in and out “what pretty noises you’re making for me love such a good girl” your moans filling the chamber as he suddenly withdrew. “We must let Douma hear these pretty noises as well.” At that exact moment you sensed another presence in the room.  Douma said with a wide grin. “Perhaps it’s my turn to meld those moans out of that pretty mouth of hers.” Before you knew it Douma was in front of you as Akaza held onto your shoulders. “Let's lay your pet on the bed so we can enjoy her.” Akaza turned your face gently towards his  “Head to the bed love.”  You nodded your head as you laid  down on the golden silk sheets and undressed. “Such an obedient pet you have Akaza.” “Perhaps she will become my pet when she tires of your cock perhaps?” he laughed. “Good girl, now let me have a taste.” Douma trailed up your thighs as he spread your legs. You felt his tongue circle your clit inserting his fingers as well. You couldn’t help but moan as Douma’s skilled tongue and fingers made you close to release as you arched your back. “You wanna cum pet” “Please Douma” “Now pet lord Akaza wants to feel that pretty mouth on his cock, don’t you?” “Open your mouth and make him feel good and I’ll let you cum”   You turned your head to the side as you undid your lover's pants, taking him fully into your mouth. “Lili” you heard him moan. Douma resumed eating you out as you vibrated onto Akaza’s cock. You felt Akaza grab the back of your head as he pushed further towards the back of your throat. “Such a good girl Lili taking all of me.” The intensity of all this made you cum on Douma’s tongue as Akaza reached his climax as well “Swallow my love.” Douma slid down your thighs, fangs extended as he bit down.

Akaza’s eyes widened, noticing the mark on your thigh from Douma “How dare you she's mine!” he growled. Douma grinned evilly. You heard the venom in his words noticing his fangs “My Love” you gently took his chin to look at you “Remember I am yours always.” It’s only my body he is marking, not my heart.” The tension was palpable but your words seemed to ease him a little. “I wanna feel those lips on my cock now, Lord Akaza.” Both Upper Moons changed spots “Suck pretty one.” you took Doumas cock into your mouth as Akaza found your pussy “I wanna hear you scream Lili.” feeling Douma fuck your mouth as Akaza found your clit circling with such an intensity you felt another climax building up. “Pity her mouth feels wonderful around my cock, I could train her better than you.” Hearing that you felt Douma’s release “Swallow all of it pet.” “Now let’s see whose cock makes you scream as we fuck you into the morning.” Douma grinned. “On all fours love” came from Akaza as you got into position.  Douma lined up his cock and buried himself to the hilt “ngh so big” you moaned feeling your walls stretch to accommodate his size he started thrusting. Taking Akaza’s cock into your mouth  at the same time moaning onto his cock as you felt him grab the back of your head thrusting deeper.  Douma slid his hand around your neck as thrusted harder and deeper. He was indeed rougher than Akaza. It felt so good. “Nnngh Douma harder.”  Akaza fucking your mouth as Douma fucked your pussy with an intensity no human could match. Another climax washed over your body. “Your human pet is enjoying my cock Akaza.” “Perhaps she will seek me out in the end, I can give her more pleasure then you, hearing her pretty lips cry out my name.”  Akaza could only stiffen hearing this “It’s only her body responding to you, but you do not have her heart, as I do.” Switching places Douma began fucking your mouth as Akaza buried himself to the hilt thrusting with such a passion and intensity you hadn’t seen before, “nghhh more harder please Akaza.”  Akaza leaned down and found his lovemark from last night and bit down even harder. You arched your back screaming at the mix of pain and pleasure as he continued. “You belong to me Lili.” At that instance another climax washed over your body as Douma came, you swallowed every last drop. You felt Akaza’s cum fill you full as you laid down. “She needs to rest Douma'' you heard Akaza tell the other uppermoon. “Pity, I wanted to fuck that pretty pussy some more” Douma smiled evilly. “One day you will come to me of your own free will. I just know it” he whispered. “She’s mine Douma, now leave.” came from Akaza as you slowly closed your eyes. 

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You woke up feeling sore, it wasn’t a bad thing, you felt Akaza’s arm around your waist as you watched him sleep peacefully, kissing his forehead gently. Last night's activities filled your thoughts as you arched your back into his sleeping form. You had invited Douma into your bed knowing that it took a lot of restraint from your lover to be in the same room with Douma as well as letting you share your body with him. You took the cover off your legs running your fingers over your inner thigh as you grazed over a set of bite marks, Douma left his mark purposely to show Akaza. You slid your fingers down the bite mark softly feeling a familiar  heat pool in your stomach. This began to scare you, laying back down even closer to Akaza again, bringing his arm around you as you lay staring up at the ceiling. You belonged to Akaza and it worried you that this bite mark from Douma was done intentionally. You remembered his words ``One day you will come to me of your own free will. I just know it.” You began to feel Akaza stir, turning your head to see those beautiful golden eyes. “Upper three”  you gently stroked his cheek softly wanting to kiss him intensely. “Good Evening love, you smiled at him” “My beautiful Lili” he tucked you in closer to him as you felt his chiseled muscles against your back. “I want to be with you forever, love.”  A small tear escaped you as Doumas words haunted your thoughts, sensing something was bothering you Akaza wrapped his arms around you kissing your cheek letting one of his hands slowly make its way to your aching core. “Akaza please…” The need drips in your voice. Feeling him slide his fingers up and down your slit as he slowly entered your dripping cunt. A moan escaped your lips but before you knew it he captured your lips feeling his tongue entwine with yours as he continued to pump in and out of your cunt. You spread your legs more  as your lips were released leaving you breathless. “Lili my love you make me happy” as you felt a bulge against your back. “Then have me love, my handsome Upper Moon” you kissed him gently as he fully ensheathed himself in one swift movement. You couldn’t help but arch your back  a loud moan escaping your lips. “Fuck me like a good girl.” You thought you saw a dangerous smile forming on his lips.  He began thrusting in and out at such inhuman speed grabbing your breasts, taking your sensitive nipples into his mouth feeling his fangs brush over them. “Such a good girl letting a demon like me use your body”  as he continued to thrust into your cunt feeling him deep within you. “Akaza please wanna come” “Not yet love,” you felt him reposition your body as you were now on all fours. Akaza grabbed some rope that was on the side of the bed, tying your arms behind you. “I’m going to make you feel good baby.” he held onto your bound arms thrusting even harder, your moans filling the room and probably the whole infinity castle. “Such a good little plaything for an Upper Moon” all you could do was muster out breathless moans. “Please Akaza” You felt him snake a hand to your clit rubbing it as he continued to fuck your dripping cunt. “Come for me pet” as he bit the part of your arm exposed to him.  All you could do was scream his name as you came. “Such a good girl Lili” you could barely open your eyes yet you swore you saw another pair of eyes looking down at you and those eyes were rainbow colored as you let sleep take you over. 

“Akaza” you screamed at the top of your lungs as sweat beaded on your forehead. You felt his arms wrap around your waist as he wiped your brow kissing you gently. “What is the matter, love?” as he gently laid his head into the crevice of your neck on top of his lovemark. “I’m afraid” sliding your leg out from under the golden silk sheets as Doumas bite mark came into view. You could sense a small change within your love as he looked down at thigh. “I don’t want to become his plaything, I belong to you.”  That horrible dream making tears fall from your eyes feeling so real as you gave in to your darkest desires with who you thought was Akaza, for in reality it was Douma using his mark to try and sever your bond with Akaza. “Lili don’t be afraid, you’re mine now and forever.”  You felt his fangs press gently onto your neck as you felt the sting of skin breaking as soft moans filled the room. You leaned back into him letting him bite you as deep and hard as he wanted. “Akaza love yours” as he gently laid you back onto the golden silk sheets, wiping his mouth of your delicious tasting blood. He was going to confront Douma about this matter since he dared try to steal his precious Lili away from him. His golden eyes filled with anger. He gently brushed a strand of hair from your face as he gazed down on your sleeping form. 

Akaza stood waiting outside Doumas room filled with a silent rage. “Douma we need to talk” he hated being around him. “Akaza come in,” his voice dripping with venomous intent. “What shall we talk about Akaza-sama?” a wide smile on his face. The nerve of him all cocky knowing what he had done, Akaza thought to himself. “You know exactly what this is about Douma, you used your mark to invade Lilis mind.” “Oh your human plaything she is such a sweet tasting morsel letting me use her body however I wish.” He smiled, blood dripping down the corners of his mouth. Akaza was furious as he approached Douma. “I will kill you for this.” he snarled.  

You woke up feeling sore as you gently touched your neck seeing droplets of blood on your fingertips. You slid to the edge of the bed wrapping yourself in the silk sheet looking for Akaza. Heading towards the door leading into the hallway a sharp pain ran through your body. “Come to me Lili or I will kill Akaza.” you knew who it belonged to picuring his wicked smile and rainbow eyes. You had no choice but to obey and headed towards Douma’s room, a small tear falling, you couldn’t bear seeing Akaza killed by Douma. Making your way through the maze of hallways of the infinity castle you came upon Douma’s domain. “Come in pet.” the venom dripping from his voice.

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KNY- My lore (Kyojuro Rengoku)🔥

I just love this guy too much not to dedicate a post to him. He's actually pretty important in this AU so it was needed.

First of all, I already said a lot in my post about him and his sister, so his situation is way more complicated (everyone's situation is more complicated actually lol). I'll link my post here if you want to read it.

Anyway, the last part of this post is now obsolete, I had new ideas and so consider as "canon" just their past and their relationship (Kyojuro is probably going to die in another way and Akaza would just be the domino that will start an absolute mess).

Kyojuro is hard of hearing but tries his absolute best to listen to people when they talk to him; he also tries to bond with everyone, it is hard, really hard since after the first Hashira meeting Sanemi beat him up so bad he couldn't get out of bed for some days (the reason is because in this AU he didn't go to the final selection and got a sword only because of his surname), Hiromi hates him for the same reason and thinks he's pathetic since he didn't fight Sanemi back.

Him and Giyu are lovers (in this house we stan RenGiyuu but you already know if you're not new to my blog) since before they both became Hashiras so in the beginning Sabito strongly disliked him before (same reason as Sanemi), Makomo liked him from the first moment, while Sabito thought he was simple minded she thought he was adorable (I'll probably write something about their first meeting in the future).

Despite Sanemi hating him, Kyojuro gets along very well with Ayumi, he also likes Enmu a lot (horrible things are gonna happen between these two, go reading my Blue Spider Lily post and try guessing what happened lol; a clue: this doesn't concern them directly).

Obanai and him lived togheter for a while, but he's quite indifferent towards him. Kyojuro considers him a brother. Him and Mitsuri are very close friends.

As I already said in my pinned up post, Kyojuro was supposed to marry Kanae but stuff happened before they could, they're still very good friends, he's also a close friend to Shinobu even if she likes annoying him sometimes.

And last but not least, he absolutely has a brotherly bond with Muichiro, he's just sad and angry that this child has to risk his own life fighting against demons, him and Giyu always make sure to be sent in mission with him to protect him, they would sacrifice themselves for his safety, no doubt.

I hope you enjoyed this post. I'll post more about my Blue Spider Lily AU, but in the meantime try to think what happened lol. 🧡