#demon slay aizetsu

[pinkpinkanon]

Please All the Hantengu clones as fathers?

﹒ ✿ “i don’t need anything inside my head,”

HANTENGU CLONES - UPPER MOON FOUR; general headcanons of them as fathers

﹒ ✿ “so i’ll throw all of my emotions away.”

﹒demons, let alone upper moons, as fathers? such a strange, unheard thing.

﹒their collective instinct was to slaughter the child right there and then. they were small, so even if they ate/absorbed them they weren’t getting much nutrients. realistically they wouldn’t even bat an eye, and they’d kill the poor child without a beat. the only one who would even think twice would be aizetsu; but he only pitied the child for being unfortunate to stumble across their territory. he pitied them for being so weak and so young they couldn’t even fight back. pity, pity, pity. so sad, but in the end he has a role to play.

﹒but lets say fate has changed the child’s course. what if the clones kept the child around? what if they had ulterior motives and their own reasonings for not giving into instinct? many factors that could’ve changed their initial decisions. so, for the sake of this prompt; let’s go with it.

﹒sekido was the most reluctant about keeping the child around. it was pointless, keeping a useless bag of flesh around. he only grew more agitated when his fellow clones tried to coax him, only making him grow more determined to discard the child as quickly as he could. ‘fatherly’ is not the term anyone would use for him. he does not care for the child, and even if the little one did their hardest to please him; his heart is charcoal black. he will not succumb, because eventually; the child will die. and he won’t be crying. perhaps he’ll be the one to kill the child. unfortunately sekido does not win the ‘father of the year’ award.

﹒karaku is more or less indifferent to the idea. his ulterior motive is to keep the child around until they grow up to later consume. more nutritious that way. in a sense, he finds it amusing that the child is oblivious to all of this. he wasn’t even trying to pull the wool over their eyes, because he didn’t have to. the child did it themselves; thinking the four demons were their ‘fathers.’ it was pathetic in a sense. children were all too naive and blissfully unaware. he’ll keep up the game, pretending to care and love for the little one; because it amuses him. but that’s about it. in the end, he does not care for the child any more than sekido. everything is a game, and the child is just a toy he will later grow bored of.

﹒urogi at least takes it up a notch and actually goes out of his way to play with the child. like karaku, the demon views the child as a toy that he can go and play with. he’ll lift them into the air, up up and up until the child is either squealing or screaming and crying. and he’ll laugh, no matter what reaction the child has. ‘fatherly’ is not the term anyone would use for him either, but the title of a ‘fun uncle’ is more fitting. but does he care for the child? does he? does he grow attached? he doesn’t know himself. but he knows that he is a demon, and upper moon, and that he will outlive the child sooner or later.

﹒aizetsu is perhaps the only one who does an adequate job of nurturing the child. out of all of the clones, aizetsu gets berated the most by his brethren. sekido cares little about him, karaku teases him to no end and urogi thinks it’s hysterical whenever he gives him a fright. not once has any of them showed aizetsu a shred of compassion. but they were demons, what was the point of caring for others? that was not their purpose. so when a child comes trotting down their territory, aizetsu is the one who suggests the idea of keeping them around. he knows sekido will object, but his reasoning of letting the child grow up first to later eat manages to convince karaku and urogi. aizetsu is also the only one who would go out of his way to protect and shield the child from harms way. he wants to treat the child how he wishes to be treated; with compassion and respect.

﹒but in the end, they are all demons. instinct takes over sooner or later, and they have other priorities.

[adoremexxs]

with how much i post on tumblr, it rlly proves that i have no life ☠️

[nymphoheretic]

˜”*°•.˜”*°• Plaything •°*”˜.•°*”˜

Synopsis: You've been caught in his trap. And now you're his little plaything. The Upper Moon 4, Hantengu, more so you belong to the 4 clones.

Warnings : smut, gangbang with Hantengu clones, oral(male and female receiving), anal, Double Penetration , degradation, biting, marking, Electroplay, Spit as lube Rough sex , cervix fucking, Monsterfucking , wing play, praise, Blood Kink, creampie, finger sucking, squirting (let me know if I missed anything!)

Word count : 4.6k

Pairing : Hantengu (all four clones) x fem!slayer!reader

A/N: I have no words for this. It's basically straight porn and I know tumblr is gonna slap a label on it. So, check it out on my AO3(same name). I'll link it in my bio/pinned post.

Special thanks to @bleuboyfriend for beta reading it for me! You're amazing Luke!!

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You're not sure how it even happened. You were summoned to slay a demon that had been spotted in a village; only to find a cowardly little imp like Demon that was scared of its own shadow. Cutting its head off wasn't too difficult, but the result was devastating for you. The demon split into four clones of itself. Each one with a different demon blood art. 

They cornered you and the green one, Karaku found you to be so very interesting. His clawed hand reached out and caressed your cheek before tipping your chin back. His tongue – marked with the Kanji "pleasure" – slipped past his lips and touched your lips, tasting them. A deep purr like growl rumbled in his chest as he speaks to his counterparts.

"It's been so long since we've been separated and had a little plaything. We deserve to have some fun, right, Sekido?"

His green Kanji branded eyes flickering down to your torn top – the swell of your breasts inviting him as his mouth watered when he could hear your heart pounding beneath your ribcage. Your eyes dart from him to his three other counterparts. His fingers tilt your gaze back to his as he tilts his head down towards yours. “Ne, Sekido, can we have some fun with this pretty little slayer? Please?”

Sekido grits his fangs, his red Kanji branded eyes narrowing as he taps his staff on the ground, bolts of lightning sparking from underneath. His gaze cuts to your eyes and he can smell the fear that emits from you – saturating the air around them in its scent. He growls out, voice guttural and deep. “Only if Aizetsu and Urogi agree.”

Karaku grabs you in his claws and sits you down in his lap, easily pinning you against his chest  as he spreads your legs. One hand cupped your breasts, pinching your nipples as the other dug its palm into your core, eliciting a moan from you. The sound was like heaven to his ears. Karaku’s tongue touches the shell of your ear before his fangs nip at it playfully. “Aizestu, Urogi, c’mon say yes. I wanna play with our new toy.”

“Get your hands off of m–” Your words die off in a moan when he rubbed two sharp clawed fingers over the damp spot forming over your panties.

“Hmmm, little plaything. You were saying?” He ground his fingers harder against the clothed little pearl of nerves, making you squeal out. “Just look at my counterparts. Hard just from watching us. You all should join. If not, I’m still going to have fun.”

Urogi’s control finally snapped as a feral grin spreads over his lips when your musky scent permeates his senses. His own tongue – marked with the Kanji “Joy" – flicks out of his mouth as he drops to his knees in front of you. “Fuck, she’s sexy. And we get to have fun with her. Don’t mind if I do.” When Karaku ripped your panties off and tossed them to the side, Urogi wasted no time diving his face between your thighs, his tongue curling through your sticky folds.

You arched your back, pressing your ass back against the other demon’s crotch, involuntarily grinding against his hard cock as the one with golden eyes feasts upon your center. It was ironic that the one with “pleasure” on his tongue was not the one between your thighs. You whimpered when Urogi’s tongue curled through your cunt, slurping messily as he sucked on your clit.

Aizetsu whimpered softly as his cock twitched against his thigh, rising to attention. He watched as his two more confident counterparts have their fun with the pretty slayer. “Karaku.” He said finally, his voice soft almost timid. “I think you should be the one eating her while Urogi fucks her throat.” His face flushed as he palmed himself through his pants. “And Sekido should use his blood demon art to shock her into submission as she takes his cock first.” 

Karaku grinned. “That’s a great idea, Aizetsu!” He laid down on the ground, relaxing against the cool floor as his hair fanned out underneath him. “But I think I’d rather her ride my face while Urogi fucks hers.” Easily holding down your hips, he grabbed you and pulled you away from Urogi’s tongue, a string of slick mixed saliva connecting you to the avian-like demon.

Urogi pouted at having his fun ruined, but grinned at Aizetsu’s words. The little shy bastard has some good ideas in that sorrowful mind. He cackled as he fumbled with the tie that held his pants together as Karaku settled you over his awaiting mouth. His talons caressed your face, thumb wiping at the tear that threatened to fall. “You’re going to be a good little cocksleeve for us, right?”

Sekido growled at the softer, more timid counterpart as he tapped his staff against the ground once more. “What utter foolishness. Like I want to stick my cock in that little whore’s body.” But his hard cock betrayed his angry words as he listened to your saccharine moans while his counterparts had their way with you. His narrowed red eyes watched as your throat bulged as Urogi slid his cock in deep, the yellow-eyed demon giggling as you tapped his thigh.

Growling once more, he dropped to his knees, pulling his dick out of his pants and fisted it roughly. His fangs grit as his claws of his other hand found your hair and yanked your head back to force you to meet his eyes. “You should feel lucky that I’m willing to fuck a needy bitch like you.” His palm smacked against the meat of your ass, making your hips buck against Karaku’s eager tongue and forcing more of Urogi’s cock down your throat.

You let out a whimper around the thick girth on your tongue as you feel Karaku dig his claws in your hips, pulling you even further down onto his mouth. He slurped so noisily at your pussy as his tongue dug orgasm after orgasm out of you. You lost count. Your moans were muffled by Urogi as he thrust into your mouth without abandon. Another pathetic sounding moan vibrated in your chest when you feel Sekido’s claws dig into the fat of your ass and spread your cheeks.

Shame filled your body as your eyes darted around, searching for someone to help you, but they only found Aizetsu, who was calmly stroking his cock, pre leaking – oozing from the tip as his face flushed with a blush. 

Aizetsu covered his face with his hand as he watched his counterparts. His voice was soft as he directed them on what to do. “Urogi, wrap your hand around her throat, choke her until she’s able to take all of your cock down her slutty little mouth. She doesn't get th breath if she doesn't. Kakaru suck on her clit more while using your tongue to fuck her hole. Sekido...” He pauses, his eyes darkening with desire as he works his hand over his cock faster. “Prep her ass for your cock.”

Your eyes widened when Aizetsu told the red-eyed demon what to do. You try to shake your head, but Urogi had wrapped his talon around your neck, his hips snapping faster as he fucks more of his cock down your throat.

“Now, pretty little plaything. It's not nice to be distracted. Eyes on me.” He grins as he tightens his hand around your neck, relishing in the choke-like moans that vibrated around his length. When you shift those big teary eyes back to his, his tongue fell from his mouth as he curled it in the air. “That’s the fucking look! Cry more, slayer!”

You could feel Sekido’s sharp claws dig into your flesh as he lowered his face between your thighs, his tongue slipping out to trace the ring of your puckered little hole. You couldn’t help the whimper that escaped. Sekido’s tongue was hot – hotter than Karaku’s. It felt like currents of electricity were shooking up and down your spine. 

Karaku flicks your clit, scraping it with his fangs as his fingers slip over your clenching hole. He lifts you off his face for a moment to stare up at your face. “Aww, is the pretty little slayer crying?” He cooed condescendingly, “Such a good girl you are.” His praise sounded fake as he pushed his fingers past the first ring of muscles of your dripping pussy. “Oh? Maybe I should call you a slut? Or our little cocksleeve whose only purpose is to be fucked by four demon cocks?”

Moaning around Urogi’s cock at Karaku’s filthy words, words that sounded like they were dipped in honey to your hazy mind. His fingers thrust up into you twisting and turning until they found that spot that made your body twitch and wreath above him. “That's the spot. Come on, let go for me. Cum on my tongue. I take pleasure in it.” Karaku mocked as he licks your cunt with the flat of his tattooed tongue.

“Shit, Karaku. Her throat tightened up when you did that.” Urogi’s cock twitches on your tongue as his talons tangle in your hair, pulling you even further down on his girth. “Fuck, gonna cum down this nasty throat. That what you want? My cum painting that greedy mouth of yours?” His smile was beyond feral as the talon around your neck tightens to the point where you couldn’t breathe.

Sekido growled as you ignored him in favor of his counterparts. His tongue circled the flesh of your asshole before pushing past that tight ring and wiggling inside. “Don’t fucking forget about me, nasty bitch.” He used his blood demon art to send streaks of lightning through your body, making you convulse and shake – the feeling making your body release your juices on Karaku’s tongue.

“Did I fucking say you could cum, dirty slut?” Sekido removed his tongue, fangs biting deeply into the roundness of your cheeks, nails digging into your flesh. He relishes in the fact that you had to pull away from Urogi to scream out from the painful pleasure of his abuse of your ass. Your blood trickled down his throat and he moaned a little at the taste of it. It was sweet – a potent elixir that coats his tongue. “Fucking delicious.” 

Aizetsu whimpered as he stroked his cock, his hand still covering his blushing face. His balls felt heavy as his length twitched against his palm, precum dribbling down the leaky tip. He was trying his best to remain calm, telling them how to please you. Aizetsu was shy, but even he had a limit on how much he could take – and he was approaching it. “Karaku, fuck her pussy hard, but don’t cum inside. Sekido, stop teasing her and give her your cock too. Spread her ass and spit in it. Urogi, have her suck your balls.”

Urogi eagerly did as Aizetsu told him, fisting his cock as he tilted your chin to stare deeply into your teary eyes. “Fuck, I love that you're being such a fucking crybaby and we haven’t even fucked you yet.” His thumb slipped into your mouth, talon scraping over your tongue. “You heard Aizetsu. Open up.” Urogi grinned as he placed his balls on your tongue and tossed his head back and lets out a mewl when your lips closed over them to suckle. “Such a good fucking whore you are.”

Karaku licked his lips clean of your sweet essence as he slid you down his chest, a trail of your slick coating his skin until his throbbing cock nudged at your hole. He shuddered at the feeling of your warm pussy gliding over his length. “Gonna fuck you so good. You gonna be a good little toy and take my cock all the way, yeah?” He lined the sticky tip up with your dripping hole and pushed inside with a low moan.

Sekido spread your ass cheeks, his eyes narrowing at the sight of your twitching little hole. Gathering a fat glob of saliva on his tongue, he lets it slide down past his lips to drip down into the crack. He used his thumb to smear it around and slowly pushed it inside to lubricate it more. Sekido lined his cock up with your tight hole and slowly pushes past the ring of muscle. “Tight ass bitch. Let me inside.” He growled as he gripped your hips tightly, claws threatening to rip your skin again.

You stiffened at the pain of being stretched so full by two cocks, the burn almost unbearable. Your moans were muffled by Urogi’s balls still suckled between your lips as he stroked his cock above your face. You whimpered as you felt them taking alternating thrusts inside you, touching the deepest part of you. Tears burned at the corners of your eyes as you could feel your body reacting to them, clenching down on them.

Karaku grinned as he felt your walls flutter and hug his dick tightly, sucking him in deeper. His finger squeezed in between your bodies to toy with the sensitive pearl of flesh. He watched as your back arched against him, shoving more of your ass back onto Sekido’s cock Laughing when he felt your nails dig into his chest like that would make him stop. “You’re so cute, slayer, but Aizetsu said to fuck you hard...” Karaku planted his feet on the ground more firmly, his claws digging into your thighs as he grabbed you tightly. “So, that’s what I’m gonna do.”

Sekido grunted as he snapped his hips roughly, bullying his fat cock deeper into your tight ass. A growl left him as your warm heat wrapped around him, hugging him so tightly. “F-fuck...” He whined softly, his face scrunching up from the pleasure. “Squeezing my dick like this. You must want me to fucking cum in your ass. You’re such a filthy little cumslut.” He grabs your hips so tightly, nails digging into your flesh and causing fresh blood to drip down onto Karaku’s waist.

Urogi’s tongue slipped out of his mouth and curled into the air as he laughed loudly, his cock throbbing at the sight of your tears. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum if you keep looking up at me with that face. Those fucking tears make me so hard. You want that? For me to cum on your face like the needy whore you are?” His voice shudders as his hand speeds up. “Or you’d rather I cum down the fucking throat, plugging up your nose so that you have no choice but to swallow?”

Before you could even answer, Aizetsu made the decision for you. “Make her swallow it, Urogi.”

“You heard him! Open up!” The yellow-eyed clone giggled as he pushed his cock back between your lips, dragging the throbbing hot flesh across your tongue. The tip hit the back of your throat and Urogi howls with pleasure as he grabbed the sides of your head to hold you steady as he fucked into your mouth.

Aizetsu’s face was flushed even as his blue eyes darkened – his control was wearing thin as his cock throbbed with the need for release. His hand wasn’t enough. He wanted to be inside your snug little pussy. He wanted to be the one to fill you so full of cum that it caused a bulge in her belly. Aizetsu bit his lip, fangs piercing the plump flesh and blood dribbled down his chin – which he quickly licked away. Soon. He’d let his counterparts finish first. 

Karaku’s hips meet yours as his cock bullied your insides, his tongue out to show the kanji etched on it as his eyes zero in on the way Urogi’s dick bulged in your pretty throat. “Fuck you’re taking all three of us so well.” His fingers tighten around your thighs – they were sure to leave bruises behind, marking you as his. Karaku grit his fangs as his balls slap against your cunt, cock tingling with the tale-tell signs of his release.

He had half an inkling to ignore Aiztesu’s command and cream this drippy little pussy of yours with his cum, paint your deepest parts in his color. But he was kinder than that. Aizetsu has been telling them just how to pleasure you, all while edging himself. “Go ahead.” He leaned up and nipped at your collarbone, sucking at the skin to leave more of his marks behind. “Cum on my cock. Soak it. Y’know you want to.”

Sekido threw his head back, hair fanning out as sweat dripped down the side of his face. Your tight little ass was giving him so much pleasure. His balls tightened as his dick throbbed and swelled inside. “Fucking bitch. Gonna cum in this filthy ass of yours. You’re just a fucking cumdump for me, got it?”

“Fuck, I’m about to cum.” Urogi grins as his talons pinched into the skin of your cheeks as he thrust in and out of your drooling mouth. “Take it! And don’t waste a drop!” With a few more deep thrusts, his hot milky seed filled your throat at such rapid speed that you had no choice but to swallow or choke.

Karaku moans loudly as his hands leave your thighs to squeeze your breasts as he felt you tighten and clench down on his cock as he found that sweet spot, pressing on his repeatedly until he felt you shaking and trembling. “Give it to me, pretty little plaything. Soak me in your juices. Let me see you make a mess like the good little slut we’re training you to be.”

You tossed your head back as you let out a loud cry. “Oh fuck!” You screamed as you came hard on Karaku’s dick, rings of cream frothing around the base as he continues to fuck you through your high. “I...I can’t. Please stop.”

Sekido grunted as he slid his cock out and pushed it in deep – stretching the tight muscles into his shape. “Shit.” He grit his fangs tightly as his claws cut into your skin once more. “Tch.” The red-eyed clone scoffs at the feeling of your blood coating his fingers. Taking his hand, he grabbed your cheek and forced your lips to part. “Suck your filthy blood off my fingers, bitch.”

The metallic taste that covered his fingertips coats your tongue as Sekido fucks into your tight hole with fast deep thrusts as Karaku’s mouth sucked on your nipples, his fang scrapping over the swell of them as his own thrust began to grow more and more sporadic.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Karaku moaned as he slammed into you once, twice, three more times before he pulled out and fists his slick covered cock. “Shit...” Cum paints your lower stomach and thighs as he finished and breathes heavily as your slick pussy lips grind over his half mast dick because of Sekido’s brutal thrusting.

Sekido grabbed one of your arms and pinned it to the small of your back, forcing you into a deeper arch for him as he fucked your ass with fast, hard snaps of his hips. His cock tingled and swelled inside you as he felt his end nearing. “Slutty ass bitch. You gonna cum from me fucking and filling your ass with my seed? I bet you are.” His teeth grit from the feeling of your tongue swirling around his fingers as you clean the blood off of them. “Fucking...I’m cumming. Cumming...!” He snarled as he came hard, spraying your insides with his hot cum.

You moaned like a cat in heat from the feeling of Sekido filling your tight, puckered hole – it creamed around his cock because it was so much. You collapsed on top of Karaku, chest heaving. “No...” you swallowed. “No, more.”

Karaku runs his claws soothingly over your back, his grin never leaving his face as he heard Aizetsu slowly making his way over to where you were. “But you only took three of us. There are four of us.” He reminded you as the shy blue-eyed clone pulled you up and into his arms.

Aizetsu cupped your cheek as he lifted you up against him and wrapped your legs around his waist. His lips found yours as his tongue seeks out yours. He swallowed your muffled cries and ignored your fists as they pound against his chest. He lined his weeping cock up with your hole, lifting your hips easily.

“Wait a second, Aizetsu. I ain't get a turn to fuck her.” Urogi said as he flew over to the two of you. “Lemme have her ass.”

Hands spread your ass cheeks, cum still dripping out of the tight hole of your ass. “This ass?” Aizetsu whispered as he slid inside your pussy with one fluid movement, your arms automatically wrapped around his neck as you moaned so beautifully for him. “G-go a-fuck-ahead.”

You let out a shocked gasp when the yellow-eyed avian-like demon let out a cackle as his talons wrapped around your shoulders as he lined his cock up with your still twitching hole as Aizetsu slowly thrust up into you. “No, please. I can’t take it anymore.”

Aizetsu turns your face back to his, his tongue – the Kanji “sorrow” etched into the pink muscle – sliding out to lick at the tears that gathered in your eyes. “You can, pretty slayer. Aren’t we making you feel so good? Tell me I’m making you feel good, please?”

Urogi ignored your pleas and pushed the fat tip of his cock past the tight ring of muscles, his knees buckling a bit. “Fuck, you’re so god damn tight. Such a horny thing.” He licked a line up your back, tasting the sweat that covered it. “You love having two cocks in your tight ass and cunt, right?”

Karaku felt left out and walked over to where his counterparts were and grabbed your hand. “C’mon pretty slayer, touch me too.” Wrapping your fingers around his cock, he used the movements from the other two thrusting up onto you to fuck your fist. 

You wrapped your other arm around Urogi’s neck, nails digging into his back as he and Aizetsu pound into you. You could tell the difference between the two by the pace. Aizetsu was slow, methodical and careful – building up an orgasm out of you. While Urogi fucked into you at an animalistic pace, his balls smacking against the curve of your ass. Your mouth dropped open into a series of drawn out curses, nails digging into Urogi’s back as the other squeezed Karaku’s cock.

“Oi, human!” Sekido growled out, not liking that he was the one left out now. “You got one more hole, let me–” He started to take a step towards them, his cock bobbing as he moved when all three of his counterparts glared at him.

“We wanna hear her.” They growled. The sounds of your moans were like the sweetest of sounds to their ears and they wanted to hear it more and more.

Aizetsu angled his hips so that his thrusts were deep, the thick tip fucking against your cervix with each precise thrust. His mouth drops open in a whimper as his eyes teared up from the feeling of your pussy quivering around him. “Please. Need for you to tell me that I’m making you feel good, slayer. I need to hear it.”

Each word of his last sentence was punctuated by a deep thrust and your head fell back against Urogi’s shoulder. “Fuck! You’re making me feel so fucking good.” You gave into the hypnotic spell Aizetsu was lulling you into with his gentle and tender touches.

Urogi laughed as he picked up speed, his balls starting to tighten with the threat of his release. “You’re damn right we are.” His feathers ruffled when your nails dig into the skin between them. “H-hey...” He mewled. “Not the wings.” The avian-like demon lets out a screen when your hand grabs the downy feathers near the base of his wings. A shudder goes down his spine as his dick swelled inside you as it began to paint your walls with his thick cum. “Fucking dammit...” 

Karaku watched as Urogi fell to his knees, his cock popping out of you as he did so. Aizetsu took that time to turn you around, hands wrapping under your thighs so that he could easily lift you up and down on his cock. “Don’t mind if I do.” He shoved the yellow-eyed clone out of the way as his lips attached to your clit.

The scream you let out was like music to them as Sekido begrudgingly walked over to use your hand to stroke his cock to completion. Your other hand wrapped around Aizetsu’s neck as you moaned those sweet sounding cries in his ear, encouraging him that he was still making you feel good. His lips nuzzled your ear as his voice rumbled, “Cum for me. Let me feel you soak my cock. That way I really know I’m making you feel good.”

“Yeah, our pretty plaything. Cum for Aizetsu and let me taste it. You can squirt, right?” His tongue swirled on your clit, teasing it with the tip as the blue-eyed clone thrust into you so deeply that your body jerked, hand tightening around Sekido’s cock.

“Fucking shit, bitch.” Sekido cursed, the tip drooling with pre as he felt his balls draw up, the telltale sign that he was about to cum. He fucked your fist faster, the slick sounds of it echoing in his ear. Sekido lets out another grunt before he spilt his seed, coating the top of your fist with it. “Making me cum like that...you’re such a whore...” he panted.

Aizetsu bounced you on his cock, determined to make you cum – to make you squirt so hard you passed out from the pleasure. His fangs grazed over the shell of your ear before he stuck his tongue in your ear as he felt you tighten up on his length. “Just let go and be our plaything.” He whispered.

Your back arched like a cat as you felt your thighs tremble, clit throbbing on Karaku's greedy tongue. Your chest heaved as your body convulsed, cumming hard, squirting – the hot clear liquid drenching Karaku’s face and dripping down Aizetsu’s thighs.

“Good fucking girl.” The green-eyed clone praised after he swallowed what he was able to catch on his tongue.

Aizetsu let out a whine as he trailed his tongue down the length of your neck before biting down gently on your pulse point. His thrust sped up until he was pounding into your soaked pussy. “Oh fuck. Oh shit...” He whimpered, tongue lapping at your pulse as he felt his cock twitching. He wasn’t to last much longer. “Gonna cum. Gonna cream this pussy. Say that’s what you want. Please tell me you want my cum.”

In your hazy fucked out mind, anything he said sounded heavenly. You mewled out weakly, “Want your cum. Give it to me.”

No sooner than those words left your throat, Aizetsu gave you a few more deep, cervix kissing thrusts before his hot cum spilled over inside your needy cunt. “Take it. Take it all.” He whined out as he fucked it deeper into you. “You’re our plaything now.”

Even you had to agree, You’ve become the plaything of the Upper Moon 4, Hantengu – no, the four clones, Sekido, Urogi, Karaku, and Aizetsu.

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[yanderecrazysie]

Could you do yandere hantengu clones x reader? Thanks

Title: The Winner Takes It All

Pairings: Hantengu Clones (Sekido, Karaku, Aizetsu, Urogi) x Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, descriptions of death

Summary: Maybe you weren’t meant to be a demon slayer. Either way, you’ve bitten off way more than you can chew.

“The winner takes it all

The loser's standing small

Beside the victory

That's her destiny”

-From “The Winner Takes It All” by ABBA

The trees seem to press in on you, their tall branches arching over your head to cage you in. The darkness is all-consuming- inky blackness coats everything outside of the light of the village. The light is brighter than it should be, seeing as many of the buildings are ablaze, the fire casting flickering shadows across the dead grass.

The wood of the houses is dry from the lack of rain and catches fire like boxes of tinder. The inhabitants run screaming from the area, praying that they will reach the next village over and find refuge there. After all, their home is no longer safe.

The air is thick with the scent of demons.

You watch as your crow flies off, back to the safety of the demon slayer corp headquarters. Hopefully, it will return with a hashira, instead of more lower ranks like you and the only other two slayers that still stand.

There had been twenty-something of you to start.

Blood coats the ground in puddles and splatters. The bodies of demon slayers and villagers alike litter the streets and are picked apart by rats. Neither the innocent villagers nor the trained warriors were sufficiently prepared for this battle.

The two slayers that stand are both young men, a rank or two above you at most. You do not know them, but you beg the gods to keep them alive. It’s not for their sake, no, it’s a selfish wish.

You don’t want to be alone.

Chaos rages through the village from four completely different sources. The initial demon has disappeared, the false excitement of taking off his head long since faded. He was, no doubt, alive and hiding somewhere as the four new demons that had come from the beheading wreaked havoc on the burning village.

You want to go back to the headquarters, where it was safe, and find a job that didn’t involve actually fighting man-eating demons anymore. You had cut off the heads of 47 demons, but none of them had been a part of the 12 kizuki, much less an upper moon.

You had seen the “Upper Rank Four” kanji written on his wide red eyes as he begged and pleaded to keep his head. Such a pathetic demon didn’t seem to fit in the upper ranks, and it seemed like it would be a quick execution.

Now, you wish none of you had fallen for that trap. From his head grew another and another until four completely different, extremely powerful demons were wielding their destructive power on the helpless village.

“Hey!” a voice sounds above you, one filled with a boundless joy that does not belong here, “Isn’t that the girl Hantengu’s always watching?”

Slowly, you look up. You’re the only girl around, there’s no doubt in your mind that you’re the topic on his tongue, but you wallow in denial. Hantengu? Isn’t that the name of the whiny demon we were sent to slay?

Above you, flapping his wings, is one of the four demons that now plague this village. His golden eyes stare playfully down at you, his mouth open in a smile so wide that you can see the word “joy” written in black on his tongue.

“I’m so excited! I’ve always wanted to meet you!” Suddenly, the half-bird man is folding his wings and diving straight down at you, cackling gleefully.

You swing your sword upwards desperately but he dodges the blow with ease, his hands- or, rather, his talons, grip your shoulders and rip you off the ground with a kick that sends dust flying and the pair of you into the air.

You have nothing to grab onto but your sword and it takes all you have to hold onto that when the shock of your feet leaving the ground hits you. His talons dig into your skin through your uniform, the nails thick and sharp. Unable to do much else, you let him do what he wants.

He flies to the tallest building’s roof and drops you a few feet above it. You land awkwardly and feel a pain shoot through your ankle as you struggle to find purchase on the slanted ground. Finally, you come to a stop near the edge, heart pounding as you take your sword in both hands and glare at the avian man soaring high above you in the night sky.

A clang startles you and you swing around to face yet another demon. This one has red eyes that glare daggers through your very soul, and his Khakkhara staff bangs ominously against the shingles of the flat roof he stands upon.

He looks much less friendly than the bird-man and suddenly you wish you were in the air again.

Even worse, the other two demons approach from your left and right respectively. The golden-eyed joyful bird-man lands behind you, so that you are completely surrounded by the demon clones.

“You have a good eye, Urogi,” the demon to your left speaks to the bird-like demon with a grin. He has emerald green eyes and carries an Uchiwa, which you recognize as the reason behind most of the destruction in the village houses. You remember him waving the innocent-looking leaf and wrecking a huge hole through several homes at once with just the air alone. 

He catches your eye and sticks out his tongue playfully. You are able to easily read the word “pleasure” written on his tongue and cringe in disgust. He laughs, “Aww, she’s so cute! I just want to eat her up!”

The red-eyed demon with the deadly glare raises his Khakkhara and looks down on you with disdain, “I’ll finish her off quickly.”

You prepare for death, closing your eyes and forcing back tears. If only a hashira had come…

“But won’t Hantengu be sad?” a soft voice asks. You open your eyes and look over at the demon to your right. He has big, sorrowful eyes and he looks down, carefully avoiding your gaze. 

The scary red-eyed demon holds his Khakkhara in the air, mercifully keeping it from touching the ground and releasing the electric bolts that had spelled the end for several other demon slayers. He lets out an angry huff and his glare turns even crueller, “Maybe he will be happy to see her in pieces.”

“No, he loves her!” the blue-eyed demon insists.

“What demon loves a human?” the red-eyed demon questions in disgust.

“The one we split off of apparently,” the green-eyed demon snickers, taking the information in stride, “‘means we can’t kill her, Sekido.”

“Fine, kill the remaining two scum,” the red-eyed demon, Sekido, commands. 

Urogi spreads his wings and cackles, “Gladly!”

“With pleasure,” the green-eyed demon agrees.

The two of them leap off of the tall building, landing uninjured on the ground far below and charging the other two demon slayers. You watch in horror as Urogi opens his mouth, a yellow light glowing brightly in his mouth, paired with a feral screech from his throat before shooting out and hitting the two men square in the face. They fall back, paralyzed, completely helpless as the green-eyed demon descends upon them and…

You look away as the first blood splatter hits the ground. You can’t stand to watch them in their final moments, torn literally limb from limb. There is no hope for them. You know before the final scream that they are doomed to die.

Your trembling legs give way beneath you and you fall to your knees. You slide a little closer to the edge and you almost wish you would fall to your death. Surely that would be quicker than whatever these demons have planned for you.

The sounds of squishing flesh and splashing blood fills your ears. Tears drip down your cheeks and fall from your chin. You’re truly alone now. Or, rather, you’re the only human around.

“Hey, do you think Master Muzan will let us keep her?” an arm wraps around your waist and pulls you close. You look up tearfully and shudder when you see the pleasure demon looking down at you with excitement.

“How sad, maybe she would prefer death,” the sad demon says, “I fear that we may break her.”

The red-eyed demon walks up to you and grips your chin tightly, tilting it upwards so he can study you. He is quiet for a moment or two before he lets you go. 

“I can’t deny she is quite attractive,” he admits, angry frown still not leaving his face.

“So we can keep her?” the green-eyed demon asks.

“Ahh, my heart is singing with joy!” Urogi crows, “She’ll be ours forever!”

“Until she dies, of course…” the blue-eyed demon moans sadly.

“Don’t be stupid,” the angry demon huffs, “Master Muzan will turn her into a demon.”

“What a sad fate…”

Urogi smiled widely, “Well, why not begin forever now?” He turned to you, smile morphing into a smirk, “Sorry red riding hood, the big, bad wolf is winning this time around.”

He opened his mouth and a yellow light began to glow inside it.

In a moment, you’d be unconscious and completely at his mercy.

[edsanon]

Am I the only one wondering what would’ve happened if Sekido didn’t yoink the clones and they just..stayed separated when Mitsuri arrives ?

I kinda imagine this meme :

There’s a thing called “interview with demons from hell” or something and slayed demons say what they thought of the person and style that ended them, and really all of Mitsuri’s demons were simps and that lives in my brain rent free.

Urogi is here to play

Karaku is here for the thickness

Sekido is here to make sure the clones don’t fuck up

And Aizetsu cries.

[paintoreos]

Shinunoga E-Wa

(Aizetsu X F!Reader Fluff)

Aizetsu and you meet for the first time and he immediately falls in love with you, however you don't feel the same until... Reader is human :)

Here's a song to listen to while you read this :)

As soon as he saw you, he knew it was love. Of course, you didn't think so. After all, he was an Upper Moon demon, and you? You were supposed to slay him. Of course you didn't feel anything towards him except hatred. When you two first met, he just stood there, staring at your beautiful form, while you were running towards him, yelling. He didn't die of course, but he did spare you. He could've killed you in a single thrust, yet he decided to let you go. Kagaya, the Hashiras nor you was happy that you had failed to slay a demon, yet happy that you were alive from meeting an Upper Moon. Right now, four weeks from that incident, you're on your way to a new mission. The least you'd expect is to run up against a Twelve Kizuki. Yet, halfway there, you see him. He, the demon who had spared your life. He, the demon who didn't want to kill you for his peculiar reasons. He heard you, turning his head towards you. When your eyes met his, you could tell that he wasn't expecting you either, surprise filling his usually sad face. He decided to go up to you, trying to befriend you once again. You stood where you stood as he approached, your feet feeling like they were glued to the ground. When he finally was in front of you, he spoke. “Hello..”, his voice sounded so sad, yet a quite happy expression was seen. “What do you want?” you replied. “Nothing, actually.. I just wanted to try to befrie-” He couldn't speak further, since you slashed his face in half. “So much that you know, i will not become friends with a demon, especially not an Upper Rank.” “Hey don't be so cold.. It's making me sad..” He had already regenerated, being able to speak again. “Sad? You? Yeah right. Demons don't have emotions.” “You're wrong about that..”, he replied. You looked at him, with a puzzled expression. “I am wrong? Me?” you scoffed at him. He sighed, deciding that it was pretty hopeless to try and befriend you. “I'll see you around then..?” he asked, just before he started running. “I hope not!” you yelled after him. Though it was meaningless yelling at him now, he was already long gone. You continued your mission to find and slay the demon you were assigned to slay.

~Time skip~

Two weeks later, you were assigned a new mission. As you read the letter that one of Ubuyashiki's children had written, your eyes widened. Did you read it correctly? Upper Moon Four. Yes, you had read it correctly. You weren't assigned with any other slayer, much less a Hashira. You took a deep breath as you neatly folded the paper, taking on the mission. You ran through the forests where the demon was said to be located. After a while, you see the silhouette of what seemed like an old man. But your senses told you that this being was not a human. You approached him carefully and silently, sword in a firm grip. When you were close enough, you sliced his head quickly. The demon shrieked as its head fell to the ground... However.. Something was happening to the head and the body. Turning into Karaku and Sekido. “Well, well!~ If it isn't the girl from before! What do you think we do to her, Sekido?!” “I say we kill her.” You stare at them both, terrified. You know that you can't survive if they get serious. You saw Karaku raising his fan. You closed your eyes, knowing only death awaited you. Just as you had given up, you felt that you got picked up by someone. You opened your eyes, looking up at your saviour, looking into...

Aizetsu's blue eyes...

He grabbed you, running into the deep forest with you. You heard Sekido and Karaku's yells to make Aizetsu come back. Eventually, you were so far away that the screams were inaudible. He stopped running, putting you down. “Are you okay?..” he asked. “Y-yeah..” you stuttered. You needed to thank him in some way, but you didn't know how. At last, you decided on a hug. You went closer to him and wrapped your arms around him. He stiffened, eyes widening when you hugged him. “Thank you..” you said while you hugged him. At those words, he hugged you back. “Shinunoga E-Wa..” You looked up at him. “What does that mean?” “I would rather die..” he smiled at you. “You would rather die? Than doing what?” “Losing you..” he said as he kissed you.

AAAAA ITS FINALLY DONE!!!! AFTER SO MUCH TIME, TOO MANY WRITERS-BLOCK AND TOO LITTLE MOTIVATION, IT IS DONE!

Hope you enjoyed reading! :D

[kyojurosprettygirl]

my bookshelf.

(a masterlist and WIPS but #aesthetically named)

requests are ; OPEN , please refer to this post before requesting! it's a quick read i promise

if you'd rather not, just know that when you request, it is a gamble. it's best you read the post so you know how to request , that way i don't mess it up.

COMING SOON. (titles are subject to change)

. "he ate my heart (i love that girl)" Genya x Demon! Reader, where your a powerful demon and you help him gain strength.

. "a mothers sanity." Tanjiro x Maternal! Demon! Reader, where tanjiro resembles your son to an uncanny extent.

ON AIR.

partners in (crime) demon slaying

genya shinazugawa x fem. reader ,, you and genya are never seen fighting demons without the eachother. "two is stronger than one."

butterfly season #request

shinobu kocho x fem. reader ,, fluffy headcannons of yours and shinobus relationship. "it was a girls day..."

lost and found.

hotaru haganezuka x fem. reader ,, people close to hotaru question where his iconic yellow and brown Haori went, but they like his new black and gold one too! "She makes it look ten times better!"

when the sun meets the earth #request

kyojuro rengoku x plus sized. fem. reader ,, a scenario on how infatuated kyojuro was when you first met and many fluffy drabble styled headcannons that follow. "the sunset had lasted the longest it ever had that entire year"

love casted in the stones. pt.1 #request

love casted in the stones. pt.2 #request-inspired

gyomei himejima x gorgon. fem. reader ,, a blind mans immunity and uncanny ability to be understanding is what allows you to feel safe in a world where you're seen as a monster. "i can look you in the eyes..."

late is better than never. #request

genya shinazugawa x demon slayer. fem. reader ,, even when his fire's all burned out and he feels dim, you're all he thinks about, even if it's a guilty thought that takes over his senses. "i would wait forever for you."

the star that welcomed him with open arms. #request-inspired

demon of your choice (aizetsu coded) x demon slayer. fem. reader ,, in which you feel immense guilt for ignorantly loving a merciless demon when tanjiro confides in you. "you walk hand in hand with him to hell, even if you belonged in heaven."

Love Sick. #request

genya shinazugawa x fem. reader ,, he's jealous and it makes his body react, wether he knows it or not. all he wants is you to be near him. "i'll marry you, make you the happiest wife. tomorrow if you want, or if that's too soon the day after that, and so on."

the sun will always rise. #request

akaza x demon slayer. fem. reader ,, the constant chase you find yourself in when akaza refuses to take you on in a fight, and the insecurity that follows. "night after night, saying goodbye when the sun rose."

Bleeding Love Series.

genya. kyojuro. sanemi. giyuu. gyomei. tengen.

multiple (seperate fics) x demon. fem. reader ,, where your blood demon art is significant to them. "having you stripped out of his arms would truly be the final nail in the coffin"

it doesn't always have to be day

shinazugawa brothers, hotaru, kyojuro (seperate) x fem. reader ,, the habits they've formed as they've slept in the same bed as you. "i like this, seeing you. it feels like the entire day you're ripped from my hands, it's not often i see your handsome face."

can't help it.

genya shinazugawa x demon slayer. fem. reader ,, genya takes note of everything you tell him and dedicates his time to you. "...he loved your beautiful heart, he felt he could drown himself in your aura. you never dwelled on lost items, always assumed it was because someone else needed it more."

[dulaglutide]

I’m glad I’m not the only one who decided to give Urogi a kid

In an au of my kny au, Urogi basically adopted one of my oc, who’s a demon slayer, a Tsuguko at that, but she’s not much into demon slaying, more into sealing dangerous yokais, and Urogi found it fun the first time he helped and now helps her every time she has a mission, he even calls her his kid, he lets her be on his back when he’s flying :)

He is FIERCELY protective of her, and believe me when I say that no one wants an angry Urogi after them.

So yeah, single dad harpy demon with a daughter he randomly found and adopted.

Urogi would be a good dad as well if it actually puts a small amount of seriousness into it. The clones don’t only feel their prime emotion. (Example: when Aizetsu sounded like he was going to tear Genya’s insides out when Genya shot him in the head. Aizetsu managed to get hotter in that scene.) So Urogi is able to be serious about things and one of those things would be his child if he ever had one.

[random-vore-blog]

Interesting Hashira

The air was cold as the clone in dark blue stood there with angry silver eyes. He was not happy with how the emotionless Hashira attempted to try and slay the main body.

Thankfully, said Hashira avoided the attack from the freezing temperatures. But not from the blood that dripped onto her head and shoulders that stained her clothes with a dark red.

" To see those who aren't heart broken breaks me."

A clone said right behind her, before her heart ached. However, she didn't show any emotion, like always when encountering a demon. Especially when she got injured herself. All three seemed to have an interest in how she didn't react to pain.

But when she came at one of the clones, the dark magenta eyed clone instinctively kicked her. HARD. All three of them watched her fly towards a large tree stump, the force so string that a sickening crack filled the air.

All their eyes widened as she kept sitting up for a few minutes- thanks to the support from the stump- before falling forward. She didn't move her lower waist, only her arms and head. Her blank blue-green eyes moved to look at them. Her massive axe with spikes fell out of her hands.

" I told you to not to try and kill her, Hyuko!"

" I wasn't trying to kill her!"

The Clone of Heartbreak, now dubbed as Hyuko, argued with the silver eyed one. The Clone of Purity looked at them both argue before turning his attention to the Hashira. Her emotionless gaze stared at him.

" You must be pure if you don't have the scent of dead humans or demons... How rare."

His voice was silky and soft. Unlike the other one with silver eyes arguing with Hyuko whom had a rougher and deeper voice that sounded like thunder. At least the temperatures weren't freezing anymore.

She kept staring before going unconscious. He landed, white wings folded behind him as he looked at the woman. His entire attire was as white as snow. His wings too, replicating the wings of an angel. A false angel, as he was called.

He turned to look at the other two clones.

" How can we take her with us if the Demon King wants to accomplish his goal?"

Hyuko, the largest clone, spoke up with a questioning and uncertain voice.

" Take her? With us? She is a human- a Hashira. She is nothing but food to us! There is no way we can take her with us!"

" I am in charge, and I tell you what to do. Now pick her up and take her with us. Or would you rather I take her?"

" You take her. I don't need my heart to be broken more than it should be."

Hyuko growled, picking her up and gave her to Maronu as gently as he could. After all, any human that caught their attention would get a not so harsh treatment or get killed. Too interesting and precious to do so.

" ... I'll do it the old fashioned way. The Main body can't stop me, nor can the King himself."

" You would risk the life of a pure human? By eating them?"

Maronu sighed, irritated by the questions that were directed towards him. He was going to lose it-!

" Would you rather let some other demon kill this interesting human?"

" No-"

" That's what I thought."

He turned his gaze towards the human in his arms before sighing.

" We need Junichi for this."

He gently laid the human down and looked at his other selves, the other two clones. Their eyes showed shock and hesitance.

" Come on. It won't be painful."

They both looked at each other- which gave Maronu the opportunity. He grabbed them by the head, absorbing them like Sekido did with Aizetsu, Urogi and Karaku in order to clone Zohakuten.

He fell to his knees, clothes tearing apart to accommodate the size of the new clone.

" A human?"

The clone spoke, voice velvety and sweet. He looked at her before picking her up. His interest was evident.

" How peculiar."

He took off the mask that covered his mouth, a thought from one of the three clones ran through his mind. His eyes squinted, before he sighed.

His jaws opened, fangs sharp and long with a black maw. The kanji " calmness" engraved on his tongue in white.

He stuck his tongue out as he placed her head in his maw, preventing her from getting scraped by his sharp teeth. Saliva coated her, before he tilted his head up to allow her to slip in and down his throat via gravity.

She slipped down his throat easily, and he swallowed, making sure to put on his mask after he had both fully swallowed her fully and closed his mouth.

Her body, as cold and small as it was, entered his core. The feeling of fullness welcomed him with open arms, the three clones he was made up of were pleased.

" Interesting taste."

He commented.

" You will see me again very soon, human. Maybe even sooner than you think."

He opened his wings and took off- on his way to their hideout.

I hope you enjoyed! Sorry for a long wait of new short stories ;-;... I was mostly busy and had little time-