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(KNY) YANDERE PLATONIC! KOKUSHIBO x SISTER READER: You, Shibou. I, Kokoro.

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A Cherry Blossom is a pretty flower, Blooming in the spring and representing renewal and joy. However it is quick to die out in the winter, Shrivelling up with it's beautiful colour following with it. Leaving the memory of it gone yet never forgotten.

The moon shun bright in the obsidian black sky.

The light that came down illuminated a small, yet well kept gravestone.

It was old, Ancient probably, Cracks were illustrated boldly into the corners and wrapped around the granite like spider webs. it seemed it was about to fall apart at the seams, yet held strong.

Flowers of all colour bustled around the bottom, Fresh, Newly planted.

A man sat on his knees in front of the stone, the only motion he made was the light breeze running through his hair, making his ponytail sway in the wind.

This was no man but instead a demon.

All six of his eyes lay transfixed on the carving written dead-centre on the tombstone, Carved with great care and precision to get it just right.

'[F/N] Tsugikuni'

The mans face was stoic and unreadable, but his eyes were filled with great sorrow and regret.

Kokushibo's arm reached out to the stone, Clawed hands tracing over the lettering carved out.

He asked himself

'How did it come to this?'

☆♡☆

"Michi-Nii!"

A young girl in a blue dragon-patterned haori called out from a distance, She could of only been about four or five yet her little legs were fast and let her catch up to her older brother.

Michikatsu turned around, Mildly surprised at his sister's sudden appearance he stopped in his tracks letting her finally reach him.

"[F/N]. I thought I told you to stay at home and help mother today, You know she needs someone to help her out." Michikatsu said, A little white lie.

His mother, While she wasn't in the best condition, Didn't currently need any help and even if she did little [F/N] would not of been able to do much about it. After all, She was still very young.

[F/N] heaved trying to catch her breath from all that running.

"I know Michi-Nii! but I wanted to come watch you fight!" [F/N] said excitedly, A big expecting smile on her face.

Michikatsu looked into [F/N]'s big puppy dog eyes and sighed. He just couldn't resist.

"..Well alright.. But for the record it's not 'fighting' it's sword training, I'm not fighting anyone, Just preparing for the day when I do, When I become a samurai!" Michikatsu said triumphantly.

[F/N] squealed.

"That's so cool! When I'm a big kid I wanna fight with swords and become a sam-u-mai!" She exclaimed.

"Samurai" Michikatsu corrected.

"Samai!" She responded.

"Samurai" Michikatsu said, Extra slowly so [F/N] could pick up the syllables.

"Samrai!" She said with complete confidence.

Michikatsu snorted and ruffled the girls hair, Who laughed in return.

"Nevermind, Let's get a move on then."

☆♡☆

The sun was high in the sky naming afternoon.

[F/N] sat on the grassy hill next to her brother, Yorichii.

They sat together watching Michikatsu over yonder train his sword swings by hitting dummies out in the field. She watched in wonder at his determination and focus to his craft

Yorichii was the middle child of the family, Michikatsu the oldest and [F/N] the youngest.

Yorichii was a mute. Never spoke or made any motion to communicate, However that never stopped [F/N]'s undying attempts of trying to.

This mostly just consisted of [F/N] following him around, Sleeping in his futon when she had a nightmare or just simply talking her little heart out to him, To which he'd always respond with a little smile and a nod, Showing that he was listening.

He was usually a daydreamer, But today he seemed just as transfixed as she was at their older brother's training.

"Yor-Nii, Where are you going?" [F/N] asked as she watched Yorichii wander down the hill towards Michikatsu.

As usual she got no answer, So she got up and followed him down.

Michikatsu was so fixated on his sword swings that he never noticed Yorichii standing behind him.

So when the physics of one of his sword slashes brought him back stumbling into Yorichii that snapped him out of his training fever.

"Yorichii? What is it?" Michikatsu said surprised. His brother had never interfered while he was training

Yorichii stood still and took in a deep breath, He clenched his fists as if bracing for impact. He opened his mouth.

"...I want to be a samurai like you!" Yorichii stammered not only in his speech but also in his stance.

Michikatsu's sword dropped to the ground with a clang!

A shockwave went through both Michikatsu and [F/N], Their brothers first words to them leaving them speechless.

[F/N] however was the first to speak up.

"Yor-Nii! You can speak! Now we can really talk to each other!" She proclaimed excitedly, Making Yorichii wobble when she jumped to hug him.

Michikatsu stood there, It was hard to tell whether he was shocked at Yorichii's sudden speech or the proclamation of his goal which happened to coincide with both his and [F/N]'s.

"Yorichii.." Michikatsu said just above a whisper.

Yorichii looked back at him with a shaky determination, it shook and swayed but despite the odds it stood strong.

Michikatsu's form deflated, Going back to his calm and stoic demeanour.

"Yorichii. You know what will happen when you're ten, Right?" He said quietly, Only hinting at Yorichii's fate as [F/N] had no idea.

Yorichii nodded. Only taking a glance down at [F/N].

"I know. But I still want to be a samurai, I want to be like you." Yorichii said, Still not given up.

[F/N] perked up.

"Me too! I wanna be a.. samurai too! Like Michi-Nii!" She said, Making sure to pronounce 'Samurai' slowly to pronounce the syllables.

"Hey, You got it right" Michikatsu pointed out, Mildly proud.

Yorichii looked down at [F/N] who still was hugging his waist, He smiled.

"Really? All of us want to be swordsmen?" Yorichii asked now a bit more reserved. He scratched the back of his head.

"Swordgirl!" [F/N] said confidently.

"Swordswoman" Both Yorichii and Michikatsu corrected at the same time.

"Swordgirl?"

This will take a while.

☆♡☆

A good few years have passed since then.

The five-year old little girl [F/N] had grown into a blossoming young woman and is now a little younger than her big brothers were back then.

She still wore a resized version of her blue dragon-patterned haori, The only thing that really stayed the same and came with her through her walk of life.

"You know [F/N], I could convince your father to buy you a new haori" Akeno Tsugikuni, Her mother said to her while running a needle through her haori, resizing the fabric to fit [F/N]'s bigger self.

"This is about the fifth time I've had to refit this old thing. I'm sure your dad would prefer you to have a new one, You are coming up on marriage age after all" She softly spoke to [F/N], But her eyes were fixed on the fabric, Stitching with care.

[F/N] shook her head nonchalantly.

"No, Mom. This was a gift from you, It was homemade. You can't just buy that kind of thing from a tailor." She huffed.

[F/N] sat on the edge of her mothers sick-bed, Her mother laid propped up so she could

Akeno smiled.

"Besides, I don't even think I'd want to get married. I like how my life is right now and you know I still want to be an onna-musha, right?" [F/N] said.

True, Even after all these years [F/N] still held onto the goal of becoming a Female samurai, An onna-musha.

However it seemed like a pipe-dream. With her father's influence and strength she had never picked up a sword, No matter how hard or surreptitiously tried to steal or borrow one of her brothers swords she was always caught in the end and given a right punishment for it.

Still, This never changed her mind on the matter.

"I see... Still haven't given up on that dream, have you?" She hummed.

"Well anyways, If you're so invested into my own sowing then maybe-" Akeno broke out into a fit of coughs, She dropped the needle in favour of covering her mouth.

[F/N] quickly rushed over to her side.

"Mom? Mom, Are you alright" She said, Lightly patting her mothers back.

Akeno stopped sputtering out coughs but still softly wheezed during breaths.

"I'm.. Fine, Sweetheart" She spoke, However her hoarse throat said otherwise.

"No, You're not! You don't need to fix my haori, We can continue later but right now you should lay down." [F/N] worried.

Akeno shook her head.

"I said I'm alright but.. could you go fetch me.. Some water?" She breathed heavily as if all the air around her had thinned.

[F/N] quickly nodded and rushed out the room to complete the task.

She swiftly opened the shoji doors to her house and made her way over to the water-well sat upon the hill. She hoped to the gods above that the well hadn't dried up in the early summer heat.

She reached the small little well and peered inside, The water in the well was plentiful. [F/N] sighed in relief and proceeded to wheel the bucket on the rope down the stony passageway.

CLASH!

[F/N] jumped at the sound, Letting the rope slip from her grasp she watched the bucket fall from its steady pace and hit the water with a loud splash!

"No!" [F/N] yelled. The well was too far down for her to reach the bucket. She cried out in frustration and looked over at the source of noise that dominoed the bucket falling.

Over in the valley beyond the hill was Michikatsu, Still out training with his sword. It was fairly early in the morning and judging by the sweat-beads on his face and the mess of his clothes [F/N] could tell he's been up training since six at least.

That's right, Along with her, Michikatsu had changed as well.

From the strong yet stoic young man that [F/N] had grown up with he had festered into a more strength obsessed yet quiet young man than what he had been before.

[F/N] knew the catalyst well, He was her brother after all.

Yorichii from that day he proclaimed his want to be a samurai, Had demonstrated an inhuman talent for the skill. A man who was working with their father had humoured Yorichii and decided to teach him a basic stance.

However to everyone's surprise, Yorichii had landed four blows on the man and swiftly defeated him. Which is something that Michikatsu never could.

From then on Michikatsu grew a bit darker, Maybe not noticeably. Not noticeable from her father, mother or even Yorichii. But [F/N] could tell.

She barely saw him anymore, Well it was more of she never talked to him anymore. She still watched him train, at least from afar.

An idea clicked in her head.

The bucket in the well was too far down for her to reach, Yes. However it wasn't too far for Michikatsu who was a foot taller than her.

She walked down the hill, Calling out for him.

"Michi-Nii!" She called out to him.

Michikatsu stopped swinging his sword and turned around to look at his little sister with an annoyed scowl on his face.

"What? Can't you see I'm a bit busy at the moment" Michikatsu hissed.

[F/N] froze for a moment.

"I just need a little help, the bucket in the well fell into the water" She explained softly, Scared to entice her brothers wrath.

Michikatsu groaned.

"Alright." He said simply and quickly headed over to the well. [F/N] followed after, Smiling.

"Thank you, Michi-Nii!" She said thankfully.

[F/N] grabbed onto his hand to hold it, But she was shaken off by Michikatsu.

"I told you to stop calling me that, It's stupid and childish" He said, grimacing.

[F/N]'s smile was put out like a light, But she nodded. Trying to respect his wishes.

They got to the well and Michikatsu fished out the bucket with ease and handed it over to [F/N] who bowed down in thanks but with much less emotion put into it.

With that, Michikatsu walked away without a goodbye. Off to go and continue training for the rest of the day and coming back home in the dead of night, Just to go to sleep and repeat the process over and over again.

[F/N] frowned but took the bucket of water back to the house.

Sliding open the Shoji doors she entered the house, remarkably more downtrodden than before.

As she walked the halls towards her mothers room she heard two voices arguing in a hushed tone.

"She doesn't want to get married."

"Too bad. She's coming upon marriage age and if she doesn't want to disrespect this family she will do as she's told and marry the man we've picked out for her"

The two voices, Her mother and father.

She slipped quietly behind the half-open shoji door, Intently listening in on their conversation

"She want's to be an onna-musha, You know." Her mother admitted.

"An onna-musha. Really." Her father responded, A tone full of disgusted shock ran through his voice.

"That girl is too weak to even tend to the horses. Not to mention the girl's only worth will be to marry her off to a nobleman. Her being a samurai along with the men would just be wrong" He said.

There was a silence not just between [F/N]'s parents, But her too.

She's known her father hadn't particularly paid attention to her nor did he show any affection but to think he thought this lowly of her was a gut punch to the stomach.

"Don't say that, Akuhei. She could be listening" Her mother said in a whisper.

"I hope she is. She needs to learn the truth sooner or later or she'll grow up and be delusional to the real world."

[F/N] let tears flow from her cheeks, Dripping down onto the floor.

If she couldn't even get a bucket out from a well, Could she really be a swordswoman?

☆♡☆

Something wasn't right.

It had been a good few hours after [F/N] had eavesdropped on her parents conversation and it had fallen into night-time.

[F/N] had long gone to bed but she wasn't able to fallen asleep easy. It was strange, No matter the situation she had always had no issue with falling into unconciousness.

She rolled and scuffled around on her futon uncomfortably. Could it of been the conversation earlier? No. Couldn't be that, It was something else.

[F/N] rubbed her eyes and got up from her futon. She shuffled on her sandals and quickly draped her newly-sized blue dragon haori around her figure for warmth.

She decided to go for a walk to clear her head.

[F/N] walked softly in the darkened hallways of her home, The soft moonlight illuminated her pathway through the house. She was lost in her own thoughts from the events of the day.

Her father's words, Michikatsu's attitude, Her mother's illness. It all swirled in her mind like a hurricane.

"..I like my life how it is right now"

The words she had told her mother. A lie.

She hated how everything was right now. Her dad saw her as an object to be bid on. Michikatsu acted like she was nothing but a burden to him and Yorichii was nowhere to be found.

Besides, Even if Yorichii and Michikatsu weren't talking either they were obviously the more important in the family.

They were the Sun and the Moon, Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi.

[F/N] wasn't a celestial deity or a celestial body, She was just the terrestrial afterthought. Yorichii and Michikatsu were both skilled and talented in their own rights, They were fawned over by the girls and even some of the boys in the village. They were praised and respected.

[F/N] wasn't even allowed to leave the house.

Now that she thought about it, There was only was her and her mother.

Her mother.

While walking she had stopped in her tracks. Light shone in through the hallway from an open door.

Her mother's door.

[F/N]'s brow quirked. Was her mother up this late as well? She should be asleep, She was very ill after all.

[F/N] peeked through the doorway, Her eyes widened.

Yorichii stood over the bed, Her mother layed motionlessly on the bed.

"Yor-Nii?" [F/N] asked.

Yorichii turned around, A strained look in his eyes. His jaw stood locked tight as if there was something painful he had to say.

"Mother has passed on" Yorichii whispered.

What?

No, No. No no no no no. That couldn't be right, No. It couldn't be right.

[F/N] stumbled over to her mother, Shoving Yorichii out of the way to whom backed off.

"Mum, Mum. Wake up, Hey. Hey, Do you hear me?" [F/N] cried, She grasped onto her mother's limp hand, She shook it in futile attempt to wake her.

"Mum you can't, Mum please." Tears started rolling down her cheeks now, Her breathing laboured.

"Yorichii, Please did you try-"

She turned around, Yorichii was nowhere to be seen.

He had left.

He had left and hadn't even bothered to try and comfort her.

She stared in shock, Not believing her situation

She was brought back by a hand squeezing her own.

She snapped her head back down to her mother, Whose eyes lain weakly on [F/N]'s. A soft yet painful smile appeared on her face.

"Mum!" [F/N] choked.

"[F/N]..." Akeno whispered. "Come closer.."

[F/N] Nodded and leant down closer to her mother, Kneeling down now to listen closely. Her eyes never leaving her mothers

"I never wanted to be married... My father had sold me off at a young age as well." Akeno started.

"I had a chance.. Once.. To leave this place, To get out of my marriage but do you know what happened?" She asked, Looking mournfully into the eyes of her youngest, Who was now choking on her sobs and tears rushing out from her eyes.

Akeno didn't wait for an answer

"I didn't take it.. I was too afraid." A sad smile came upon her.

"My life had ended right there since I never took that chance.. And the only good thing to ever happen after that... were you three."

"[F/N].. Yorichii.. Michikatsu. My beautiful children" Akeno let tears roll down her face now, Reminiscing on her life that was flashing before her now.

"Please.. You now have a chance. Get away while you still can.." Her other hand wiped the tears off of [F/N]'s face weakly, However her hand started to fall.

"Run.. and I promise I will see you again, The kami will reunite us... I love you, [F/N]" She whispered, Her hand falling to her side and the others grip becoming limp. The light in her eyes fading.

"Mum... Mum! No! no no!" [F/N] sobbed, Shaking her mothers now lifeless corpse she collapsed to the floor and cried out for her mum to come back, to speak to her.

"Run, You still have your chance"

Her mothers voice rang in her head, It echoed throughout her entire being.

And with love and tears, She kissed her mother on the forehead and closed her dead eyes. Akeno's face displayed rest, peace.

She said her final goodbye's to her mother and left the room to go back to her own.

And with a heavy heart and a rucksack full of essentials, She climbed out her rooms window and left in the dead of night.

☆♡☆

[F/N] trudged through the woodlands.

It was now daybreak, The sun rose upon the distance and shown through cracks in the tree's.

Through all that time [F/N] never stopped walking, Never took a break. The only thing on her mind was escape to a better place.

It was only once she appeared upon a clearing did she stop walking.

In front of her was a rundown Shinto shrine placed upon the mountainy and rocky terrain of the woods.

It had obvious that people hadn't been here in decades by the dust, cobwebs and poor conditions of all the archways and cracked stone lanterns lining the pathway up to the shrine entrance.

Back in it's heyday it would of been grand. A massive shrine that could of held a good few hundred people, As there was a large amount of corridors and a second floor.

Not to mention the vast courtyard [F/N] now found herself standing in.

She breathed in the highland forest air, Took in the birds chirping and the warm light of the sun on her skin.

She looked upon the sign hanging from the archway.

"Inari Ōkami"

The kami of Foxes, Agriculture, Fertility, Tea, Sake and Swordsmiths.

[F/N] frowned at the state of the shrine, Thinking of it as a great disrespect to Inari.

Another thought ran through her mind.

Home. A rundown one for sure, But nothing she couldn't fix.

And that's what she did.

For the next ten years that's what [F/N] did. She fixed the Archways, Refilled the stone lamps, Rebuilt the structuring, Cleaned up the cobwebs and dust all until it looked newly built.

Everyday since she came across it she would give offerings to Inari Ōkami. Ranging from nuts and fruit she would pick up while scavenging to Flowers and pieces of jewellery.

She'd light candles in their honour, Pray to them not for good fortune but for the reformation of the shrine.

She'd grown attached to the shrine, So much so that she had completely forgotten her goal of becoming a swordswoman in favour of being the sole shrine-maiden.

And in that time she had finally bloomed into a beautiful young woman and if anyone should come across her they would describe her as such.

Not that anyone came along though, The shrine was in the middle of nowhere and [F/N] had seen no one in the past decade.

As [F/N] got up for another day to tend to the shrine she wondered what her brothers were doing now.

☆♡☆

[F/N] carried her basket full of fruits, Satisfied from a successful scavenge.

She headed back up towards the large archway that was there to greet people into the temple. It use to be covered in splintered wood but thanks to the efforts of [F/N] the archway was restored with a fresh coat of paint and smoothing of the wood.

When she got up there she stopped, Her eyes widened.

The massive wooden doors to the thick stone wall gate were left wide open.

She was sure she had closed them when she had left.

Her body stiffened and her palms became sweaty.

Who could be in her shrine? Nobody came up the mountains and the nearest village was a good few dozen kilometres away on the far other side of the forest. No one who was just wandering could come across the temple.

[F/N] slowly put the basket of fruit onto the ground, Making sure not to make a sound.

She unsheated her Kaiken from her obi and slowly made her way inside to the courtyard, Which seemed empty.

But she looked upon the main building and just like the gate doors the shoji to the main building were left wide open.

[F/N] confirmed her suspicions. Someone was definetly here.

She made her way inside, Checking the main hallways she found no one around however that never made [F/N] let down her guard.

THUMP!

[F/N] flinched. The sound of an object knocking over came from just down the hall she was facing. Gripping her Kaiken tighter she moved forward towards the sounds

As she got closer, She heard a duo of voices arguing.

"Stop moving, Brother."

"Argh, If you'd let me do it by myself this would go much faster."

"No. You're injured, let me do it."

Wait..

"I'm told you I'm fine. It's just a cut."

Those voices..

[F/N] lowered her Kaiken. She stood, legs shaking. Heart pounding as she slowly called out.

"Michi-Nii? Yori-Nii?"

A sudden shuffling was heard in the room across from her.

The semi-shut shoji doors slammed open and out first came Michikatsu, Who had a semi-wrapped bandage around his arm with Yorichii following close after.

They were in their twenties now and were much older and their faces had changed a lot. But no matter how much they had physically changed [F/N] recognised her brothers, Who both now had surprised yet unrecognisable expressions in their face.

[F/N]'s mouth was open, Her eyes wide and sparkling with recognition.

"[F/N]..." Yorichii said.

"Yori-Nii! Michi-Ni-" She was cut off by the sudden arms pulling her into a tight hug. Michikatsu had moved so fast that she didn't see him move.

"[F/N].." He stuttered, Swaying back and forth while hugging her.

"Nii-san.." [F/N] cried, Gripping the back of his purple hexagonal hakama tightly as she buried her head into the side of his neck.

"You've grown so much.. And look at that" [F/N] grazed the hilt of of his sword, taking in the craftsmenship.

"You've both become swordsmen. I'm so proud, I wish I could've been there to see your ceremony" She whispered.

Michikatsu never responded to her words, instead going into a speech of his own.

"[F/N].. I lost you. You disappeared out of nowhere.. I searched for you for years.." Michikatsu was lost for words. If [F/N] didn't know better she could of sworn he was crying.

"I'm sorry, Michi-Nii. I'm sorry I didn't tell you where I went" [F/N] whispered.

The bear hug grip on her got tighter.

"Never. And I mean never leave me again. You have no idea what you put me through... You better promise" He scolded. [F/N] nodded vigorously.

"I promise."

☆♡☆

"So this is where you've been living for the past ten years?" Michikatsu asked, Looking around the haiden.

The place was a massive hall dedicated to worship of Inari. at the very end was the main worship shrine, Which was bustling with hand-woven straw baskets filled with offerings and lit candles in Inari's honour.

"Yeah.. When I ran away ten years I came across this place and made it my home. Been like that ever since." [F/N] smiled, Proud of the hall.

It was indeed very pretty, The new refurbished decorations of flowers, candles and banner-work created a grandiose appearance. The wooden pillars supported the tall height of the room and had beams at the top connecting them all with baskets filled with flowers hanging from them.

The entire room looked like it was built and cared for by an entire team of shrine maidens, Not a single dust spot to be seen.

Yorichii and Michikatsu stared in awe at the work.

"And you maintained this place all by yourself?" Yorichii asked, Genuinely in wonder at the décor.

"Well.. Apart from the occasional seller I meet when I'm scavenging for food nearest the road.. They sell me candles, Banners and other things needed for maintenance.. It's all done by me." [F/N] explained.

"It's.. Impressive. To think how you learned all this.." Michikatsu said.

"I get all my information from the shrine's library, From then on you figure it out on the way." [F/N] responded, Completely humble to the praise she received.

She turned around to her brothers with a smile.

"What about you two? Tell me what's been happening, And how'd you get that cut?" She asked innocently, Pointing to Michikatsu's bandaged arms

The two twins looked at each other, Having a silent conversation with each other. Contemplating what they should tell. Both of them very apprehensive, they shared a knowing look between them.

[F/N] frowned.

"..Is it not something you want to tell me?" She asked.

"Well.. It's hard to believe but-" Yorichii started.

"It’s just a mistake from sword training. Don't you worry about it." Michikatsu finished.

Yorichii looked over at him, Surprised at his sudden interruption.

[F/N]'s eyes narrowed. She felt curious but decided to drop the subject.

"Well anyways.. I need to go retrieve my fruit basket from outside and do my morning rounds around the shrine. Feel free to have a look around, Just please don't touch anything " [F/N] said, bowing her head low and heading towards the exit.

"Hold on, I'll come with you" Michikatsu said, He went to follow after his sister but was stopped when a hand pulled him back.

"Go on ahead, [F/N]. Michikatsu-Nii will catch up." Yorichii said. [F/N] nodded.

She said goodbye in the form of a hug, Michikatsu then Yorichii.

Michikatsu shot Yorichii a scorning look.

"What do you want?" Michikatsu hissed, The usual irritation of his brother turned up a notch.

"We need to tell her, Nii-san. So we can help her set up wisteria around the place." Yorichii argued.

Michikatsu gritted his teeth.

"Wisteria would be a good idea. But we don't need to tell her about demons, I mean look at her! She's still young" Michikatsu said, exasperated.

"She's eighteen, Nii-san. More than old enough to know about demons, about how to protect herself." Yorichii countered.

"She won't need to learn how to protect herself If I'm there to do it for her" Michikatsu hissed.

Yorichii's face scrunched up. He took a step forward towards Michikatsu and stood steady.

"Nii-san, I know you and [F/N] were attached by the hip when she was young but you can't always be there for her, She's strong enough to survive on her own but not strong enough to survive a possible demon attack, So we need to inform her. She won't let us plant wisteria around the shrine without a very good reason " Yorichii argued, His point stood stronger than he did.

Michikatsu's teeth gritted and his face was a visage of concealed anger like they were standing in the eye of the storm waiting for the inevitable onslaught.

"You always need to know better, Don't you Yorichii?" Michikatsu spat in a low tone.

Yorichii was surprised at Michikatsu's sudden animosity towards him, He was confused. This had never happened before.

"What do you mean to imply by that, Nii-san?" Yorichii asked, Slight worry coming over him for his brother who seemed restless.

Michikatsu suddenly became aware of his sudden outburst, His shoulders dropped from their previously stiff position. He sighed.

"Nothing... I shouldn't of spoke out like that." Michikatsu said, Quickly bowing his head to Yorichii he began to leave the shrine hall.

"Where are you going?" Yorichii called after him.

"To go find [F/N]. And make sure she's alright" He responded, Leaving the hall in search of his little sister.

☆♡☆

Michikatsu looked around the shrine for [F/N].

He walked the halls, checked the empty rooms, searched the courtyard, looked around the perimeter of the shrine and scoured through the shrine's impressively large and overflowing gardens but turned up empty.

He was frustrated. Where could she be? The forest surrounding the temple was fairly thick and shading and who knows? A demon might of been able to cover itself in the foliage and maybe she had left the shrine to pick up her basket only to come face to face with the monster and-

Michikatsu couldn't think anymore about it.

Sweat beads started forming on his head, What if she ran away? She couldn't, she sworn to him that she'd never leave him again. She couldn't of done that to him! What if she wasn't happy to see him and took the chance to leave while he was being lectured by Yorichii?

Yorichii.

Did she favour him over Michikatsu? When you were hugging him to say goodbye he could of sworn you had hugged Yorichii just a little bit tighter than him, Smiled a little bigger, Looked a little happier.

As he searched the halls for a second time he felt another burst of envy rise up in him, Something that had been occurring more and more lately.

His thoughts stopped when he stepped on an uneven dip in the ground. He felt around with his foot and outlined a frame of sorts.

He looked down to see he was standing on a rug. He then looked up realising that he was at the end of the hallway.

He reached down and pulled away the rug revealing a trapdoor, Assumedly leading down to the basement of the shrine.

A basement? Shrines don't usually have basements, He thought to himself.

He noticed the padlock on the handle was unlocked It was also spotless without a trace of dust, Indicating that it was used often.

He opened the door with a small creak of the wood. It revealed a short stone staircase which lead down to a low-ceiling hallway.

Michikatsu raised an eyebrow. He looked left and right before going down the stairs slowly. One step at a time.

He got down to the bottom of the stairs. The ceiling was certainly low as it grazed the top of Michikatsu's head making him feel uncomfortable in the small passageway.

He walked along the tunnel, each of his footsteps producing a faint echo as he went along. The tunnel was comparably cold to the early summer heat from up top.

At the end of the passageway was a wooden door, It looked old and rigid. Looking at the rest of the shrine this was a surprise for Michikatsu as the rest of it was pristine and in perfect shape compared to the derelict looking door.

He reached the door which he now realised was opened just a slight amount.

He pressed his ear to the door, Listening intently.

The sound of cloth on metal sounded on the other side. It was a sound he recognised well, It was polishing of a sword.

He pushed the door open to find [F/N] sitting on her knees with a strange looking sword in hand, a dry cloth in the other.

"Michi-Nii!" [F/N] jumped in surprise and dropped the cloth.

She sat in a much wider room than the hallway. The stone walls were filled with holding frames and shelves, The majority of them empty but still a good few holding rather precious looking trinkets.

At the end of the room which was facing the door and [F/N] held a sort of table harbouring a headpiece stand, Which was obviously suppose to hold the sword in her hands. It was also home to a kitsune mask hanging above it with eyes that looked like it was staring right through him.

"How'd you find the room?" [F/N] said rather surprised.

"Never mind how I found it. Why are you here?" He asked sternly, As if he was scorning a misbehaving child.

"Why am I in a room inside my own shrine?" [F/N] scoffed lightly.

"More of why didn't you tell me where you were, I was worried and I couldn't find you anywhere." He asked more forceful in tone.

[F/N] seemed confused at his reasoning but chalked it up to him still being a little shaken by their reunion.

"...I'm sorry... Coming in here to tend to the artefacts here is apart of my weekly rounds." She explained. A meek look appearing on her face.

Michikatsu sighed.

"Alright then. But please, Tell me next time you wander off into some hidden basement." He said in a softer voice leading to [F/N] calming down.

"What is this room anyways?" Michikatsu asked, Examining the room.

[F/N] peaked up, A sparkle of excitement in her eyes.

"Oh! Well according to the blueprints and builders logs I've found in the library this room was specially built to hold the shrine's treasures. Oh! Wait, hold on!" [F/N] exclaimed.

She reached over to the table in front of her and pulled out a fairly tiny roll of parchment paper, Unfolding it she displayed it to Michikatsu who looked down reading it.

"Apparently one of the noble-clanswoman paying for the building of the shrine here had a really steamy affair with some hot-shot samurai who use to gift her a TON of gifts" [F/N] explained with a passion, Her eyes held a glint of story.

"So to hide them away from her husband she built this little hidey-hole so he wouldn't discover them" She finished.

"What happened to her?" Michikatsu asked, Entertaining her passion.

She only shrugged though.

"No clue, The rest of the parchment was torn and I haven't found the other half..." She said, Disappointment filling her voice.

Michikatsu nodded and looked towards the sword in [F/N]'s lap.

"I can understand the other little objects around here but a sword?" Michikatsu said dumfounded.

[F/N] shook her head.

"No! No. The only two items in the room that weren't a gift was this sword and the kitsune mask hanging over there" She said, Pointing towards the kitsune mask hung by rope.

"Then what are they doing here?"

"They're the shintai that were suppose to be worshipped here at the shrine." [F/N] stretched over and tugged the hanging mask off the rope and presented both it and the sword to Michikatsu, Signalling him to take it.

As he did she told him to be careful while holding them.

The sword was nothing similar to any Katana he's wielded, Nor was it like anything he'd seen in the country. Instead it was built like a very large medieval English sword with the only hint of Japanese influence being the blue hilt which resembled the typical katana.

One side of the sharpened blade was covered in a sort of second sharper metal which glimmered azure in the dim light of the room.

The mask however was oddly designed compared to the usual festival mask. It was made of porcelain and its eyes were carved in a sort of wide eyed stare, The whites of it being a dark black and the pupils sapphire.

Thick cerulean marks adorned the mask, Swirling around the mask and centring at the bullseye of the mask. Except for the ears which were deeply patterned with swirls and flower-esque designs culminating at the covered tips.

The two items radiated a sort of energy from both which Michikatsu couldn't place.

"They're twin artefacts. It's said in the shrines folklore that they belonged to Inari Okami themselves gifted to them by their father, Izanagi. And from the heavens above they dropped them on accident and both the sword and the mask fell to here, The mortal realm" She explained with low wonder.

"The sword is named very bluntly as "The Soul Sword". It's called that because it's said by the previous shrine maidens that when a person is killed by the blade the soul of the person is absorbed into it and prevented from passing onto the afterlife. An eternity in the blade." She told as if it was rehearsed, It probably was.

She pointed to the Mask

"The mask however isn't named but it's said to warp the body of the user to their desire, Disguising themselves completely." She said.

"And does it work?" Michikatsu asked, Studying the mask.

"Haven't tried. It's a sacred artefact of the shrine. It would be a disrespect to Inari if I did." She stated.

Michikatsu examined both of the artefacts as [F/N] rambled away on the tale of the two, They were very well kept.

"You really know a lot about this stuff. Don't you?" He said more of to himself.

[F/N] nodded.

"Yeah. I guess it's just something I'm passionate about" She muttered.

Suddenly, Their conversation was interrupted by a voice upstairs calling out.

"Nii-San! [F/N]!" Yorichii called out from up above them, Voice faint and muffled from the thick stone walls.

Michikatsu groaned being mildly annoyed at being interrupted by Yorichii. [F/N] perked up however.

"That's Yorichii. Better go see what he needs!" She said. [F/N] grabbed both the sword and the mask from Michikatsu's grasp and settling them back with care onto their designed positions, As well as rolling up the parchment paper and putting it under the table

She dusted off her beryl coloured haori and got up from the tatami mat she was sitting on.

"Come on, Better not keep him waiting!" [F/N] said making her way out without waiting for Michikatsu, Who quickly followed after.

They made their way back up the stairs to find Yorichii a few metre's down the hall. He was standing there watching them come up with an arm stretched out, A crow perched neatly on it with a small roll of parchment paper tied to its neck by a string.

"What is it, Yorichii?" Michikatsu asked eyeing the crow.

"Oyataka-sama has summoned us to the headquarters, Urgent meeting." Yorichii said, a tint of unhappiness in his voice.

Michikatsu's face scrunched up in resentment, Obviously not excited by the news.

[F/N] frowned.

"..You've got to leave?" She asked looking up at Michikatsu who looked back with her with an expression saying that he didn't want to. But Yorichii's voice maintained importance.

"..I suppose so.." He said reluctantly. Not wanting to leave his sister alone. His eyes expanded with an idea formed in his head.

"Why don't you come with us, [F/N]?" Michikatsu asked going to stand next to Yorichii. The crow once perched on his arm squawked once. And with a flap of its wings it took off out an ajar window.

[F/N]'s palms suddenly got sweaty at the thought. Her shoulders felt heavy and slumped down with her face portraying one of heavy adversion

She shook her head, Michikatsu's face fell.

"It's not a long trip if that's what you're worried about, If you get tired we can get a horse or I could carry you-" Michikatsu was cut off by [F/N]'s hum of disapproval.

"It's not the trip. It's just I really don't want to leave the shrine unattended y'know?" She asserted. Evidently after spending an entire decade in it's walls she had grown dependant and attached so much to the point she couldn't journey far out of it.

"You can leave the shrine for a few days. Just please come with us, It'll be fine." Michikatsu reasoned, a small ounce of anxiety rising up into his chest at the thought of her being left.

[F/N] shook her head again.

"No, I'm sorry. But it's not forever, You can still come visit!" She spouted in an asking tone, Waiting for him to confirm.

Michikatsu shared a look with Yorichii. Yorichii's look told him he agreed with their sister while Michikatsu's only told of aversion.

However feeling outnumbered in the situation he reluctantly sighed and agreed to [F/N]'s proposal.

With a heavy heart and bag of food [F/N] prepared for their journey, Michikatsu spared one last look to see her before heading out into the forest.

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In the five months that passed from that day forward were probably the happiest days of [F/N]'s life.

Every few days her brothers would come and visit her at the shrine after a mission and they'd stay for around two days before the crow came along and the process started all over again.

She'd even arranged them their own little rooms and the crow would come in advance to announce their arrival so she could prepare them food.

It was nice to be reunited with her family after a decade of solitude. The routine they got into was nice and became sort of domestic.

Though, Over the months [F/N] couldn't help but notice a sort of tension between Michikatsu and Yorichii however it was one-sided. Only Michikatsu initiated it while Yorichii was none the wiser.

It seemed more aggressive as the months went on. Michikatsu focused more on his training similar to what he did when they were younger. He'd have more hostility towards Yorichii and weirdest of all he seemed much more clingy and possessive towards her.

However [F/N] didn't like to think of it. While she knew it was there and she knew they'd have to talk about it at some point, She decided that it'd be better to wait for the right time to bring it up.

Everyday [F/N] would get up at around seven in the morning to do her rounds, Collect food and pray to Inari for an hour or two before going out to the main wooden shrine steps to sit and wait for her brothers to return.

When they did they would eat together, They'd tell stories of their mission no matter how surface level and vague they described it. They'd train outside in the courtyard while [F/N] watched from the steps in awe at their skill.

She recalled back to her childhood and her dream of becoming a samurai like her brothers, While it was true she now favoured the shrine over that old fairy-tale it didn't mean that she still didn't ponder over it often, Daydream while she brushed the floors, Envision the swing of a sword when she spun the brush around.

However of course, It was just a pipe dream. Just a silly pipe dream. But often she asked herself: Why not both?

[F/N] watched Michikatsu from the steps as he practiced sword swings in the shrine courtyard, Taking occasional glances at his sister to make sure she was watching him. The thought ran throughout her head. While she hadn't picked up a sword before other than The Soul Sword (Which at times, She lightly swung it around before setting it down. Then right after feeling ashamed for using a sacred artefact she proceeded to pray for forgiveness at the altar)

She was sure she could try.

While Michikatsu was swinging his sword she had got up from the step with a stumble. She wobbled a little and grabbed the handle bars to steady herself.

She took a deep breath and slowly walked down the stairs which suddenly seemed like a herculean task.

She set her sandal-covered feet onto the courtyard with an unnecessary effort and started walking towards Michikatsu who was only a few metre's ahead of her.

With every step she took her body seemed to get heavier. It felt like weights were being tied to her ankles every time she lifted her foot.

The distance seemed to widen between her and her brother. Her eyelids seemed to get heavier too.

And with another single undignified step her knees collapsed on her. She fell down to the floor with a thump! as her body relaxed and crumpled over on the ground.

Her eyes got blurry as she saw Michikatsu rush over to her tired body and listened to him shout out something she couldn't hear

She closed her eyes and untensed her body. Falling into the pitch black void of unconciousness.

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[F/N] lay motionless in her bed.

A wet cloth lay over her forehead and a light blanket was lain on top of her.

It was two months since that day she collapsed. She was carried by Michikatsu and was rushed to the nearest village where she was seen by a doctor who gave her the diagnosis.

It was her mothers illness, Turning out to be hereditary and passed down onto [F/N]. However this seemed to be more severe and had developed into later stages quickly.

The doctor had said that she should be put in bedrest but despite Michikatsu's yelling and paranoid yelling there was no cure.

The first few days consisted of Michikatsu being hunched over her bed refusing to leave her side. Over the two months he had grown even worse than he did before.

He was angry before. Competitive, Hostile, Aggressive you name it. But now?

Now he was paranoid, Jumpy, Clingy piled on with all of those traits before.

Yorichii couldn't get through to him, He didn't hide his ire towards Yorichii now and hissed insults at him whenever he tried to speak to Michikatsu.

The first month was Michikatsu searching for a cure. He'd travel from village to village trying to find a doctor who could cure [F/N]. He scoured the Shrine's libraries and had gone mad trying.

Four days ago he had told [F/N] that he was going out again and that she was not to leave her bed unless she was going to get food or do her prayers, Which [F/N] had begged to be allowed.

He had stocked up enough food and water in the pantry for his trip when he left.

He told her that he would be back in two days, It was four now. Yorichii had been with her the first month but after he was called out on a very important mission he never came back.

When she asked Michikatsu what happened to him, He wouldn't tell her.

To say [F/N] was worried was an understatement. Michikatsu was never late, He'd always sent his crow to let her know even if he was.

Suddenly she was aware of a loud creaking. The main shrine gates.

Michikatsu must be back, [F/N] thought. A rush of excitement ran through her and overpowered the cold sweat of her sickness.

She'd gotten up from her futon and wrapped herself in her blanket to prevent the cold winter air from bothering her too much.

It was snowing outside. A blizzard had grown strong while she had slept earlier. Before when she was well in the health department she had prepared well for the winter and could survive during it, Making the inside of the shrine warm all throughout the season.

Now however that she depended on her brothers who were nowhere to be found the cold permeated the hallways and stung the tips of her fingers and nose.

She shivered and slid open the shoji doors to hobble through the hallways towards the courtyard, Ready to greet Michikatsu.

However when she quietly opened the door she wasn't greeted by Michikatsu. But instead two strange men with swords standing in the snowstorm. who hadn't seem to notice her yet

"This is it? Seems rundown." One of the men said

"According to his crow this is where he has been staying for the past few months. He must be here, Someone must pay for what he did and hiding here won't prevent what's coming to him." The other growled, Anger etched onto his features.

[F/N], A little insulted at her shrine being called run down, Made herself known by letting out a loud cough.

"Who are you? And what are you doing at my shrine?" The girl asked

The two looked up at the source. Their hands jumped to their sheathed swords as they looked up at her in antagonism.

They slowly approached her, So much so that they were now standing under the wooden porch roof.

[F/N] stumbled back in a way of getting distance between her and the men.

The one that called her shrine rundown stepped forward. He bowed down in respect to her.

"Greetings there. We're sorry to trouble you but we're looking for a man. His name is Yorichii Tsugikuni. He wears hanafuda earing's and his hair in a ponytail. Have you seen him anywhere?" He said.

Swords. Right. These must be Yorichii's colleagues. [F/N] relaxed slightly.

"Oh, You two must be his co-workers!" She exclaimed, Relief flooding her system.

She curtsied in respect.

"My name is [F/N] Tsugikuni. I am his younger sister, Unfortunately I haven't seen him for a month or two and I don't know where he's been. Apologies." I sighed.

The two men looked at each other.

"Sister? You're his sister?" The angrier one said, A hint of hostility in his voice.

Suddenly a chill ran up her spine, Something was wrong.

"Uhm.. Yes." [F/N] said with caution. Though she was tempted to lie, It just wasn't in her nature.

The angrier man now referred to as Man A gripped the hilt of his sheathed sword tighter.

"Well. I don't know if you know this but two months ago your brother... Messed up, Per se. Causing a great loss towards the demon corps..." He said. His words implied something unknown to [F/N]. The corners of her lips twitched. Demon corps? Messed up? The meaning eluding her.

"A lot of people got hurt. Including our father." Man A sneered. His face the exact visage of vengeance.

Man B behind him wasn't as such but still held a face of stone.

The realisation of what was happening hit [F/N] like a freight train. Her hands grew sweaty as they quickly rushed the shoji doors.

"I... I am so sorry to hear that. B-But unfortunately my brother isn't here right now... I've got to go tend to the haiden. Please, Come back later." Her voice trembled and shook despite how much she tried to keep her tone steady and confident.

As her hands tried to quickly shut the shoji doors the metal of a sword stopped the doors from opening fully.

[F/N] yelped and stumbled back from the door. The two men forced their way into the shrine hallway. [F/N] felt her back hit the wall.

"I'm sorry about what is to happen. But Yorichii Tsugikuni needs to pay for what he did and the death of his sister will bring about our revenge. Please forgive us." Man B said finally unsheathing his sword.

Run.

[F/N]'s feet grew light as she took off down the shrine hall, The two men hot on her tail as she careened round the corners and throughout the shrine.

She felt her heart pound heavy in her chest. Both from the almost paralysing fear and the illness coursing throughout her system.

Her legs felt weak but carried on. Her pace just a little bit faster than the men behind her despite all odds, She unconsciously thanked the hours she spent out in the woods running around for resources.

Tears burst like a dam from her eyes and flew from her eyes as she sprinted. Choked sobs periodically interrupted the heavy breaths she took from running.

The faster she ran, The more corners she turned the more thoughts ran rampant throughout her head.

Exits? Only the main gate which she was currently running away from and were closed on the way in, It takes too much time to open those doors and the men would catch up to her in no time. Convince them to stop? Impossible. The men seemed determined in their goal and no amount of talking would change anything. The hidden room? On the other side of the shrine and she didn't have the key on her

[F/N] had gained a bit of distance from the men at this point, Having shook them off her trail for a very short amount of time.

She ran to where her heart took her, To the place she felt safest.

The offering hall which use to look bright and full of flowers, baskets of food and was spotless now was empty and cold. The candles went long unlit and a bit of dust built up and went into the air when she slammed open the doors, Making her cough.

[F/N] ran to the altar with her legs trembling. She fell to her knees in front of it crying her eyes out. Her body positioned into its usual prayer formation as she choked out her sobs.

"Please! Inari. I-I'm going to die... I haven't asked for anything from the day I've got here... Please spare my life.. L-Let me live! I don't want to die, Inari. Please.. Please.." [F/N] broke down in front of the altar as she chanted please over and over again like a sacred sutra.

She wailed quietly in front of the shrine letting all her emotions out from her eyes.

She never noticed the men standing behind her as she prayed. Their expressions serious and unaffected by the girl's unheard prayers.

Man A raised his katana. Holding it in his grasp he raised it high above his head.

And with a yell he swiftly brought it down.

Blood splattered the offerings room. Drenching the two men and the girl below, The blade going straight through her back.

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Cold.

It was so cold.

The men had left her there bleeding, How long ago she didn't know.

She had made her way out of the shrine. Past the main doors, Past the entrance gate and the pathway and out into the main part of the forest.

The blade had went right through her chest out the other side, She gripped it tightly while the blood stained her dragon-patterned haori colouring it crimson.

It was a miracle she had got this far out into the blizzard. The tip of her nose had frozen and her jaw chattered letting out cold air.

She weakly turtled into her haori for warmth however it proved futile.

The white snow behind her left a red trail as she walked.

Soon enough it was too much.

Soon enough, She collapsed.

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Quickly throughout the forest, Kokushibo ran quickly up the mountain through the unrelenting blizzard, Which never stung him in the slightest.

It had only been a few hours since he woke up from consuming that man's blood. His appearance now changed from the transformation which took three days to complete.

He carried a vial of that mans blood in one of his hands. He remembered the deal vividly in his mind.

Strength for him, A way to become stronger. Stronger than his brother. A way to avoid the eventual fate of all those who bore the demon slayer mark.

And a vial of that man's blood to save his dying sister.

He ran like hell. Snow crunching from the rapid footsteps behind him.

He stopped however, When the faintest scent of blood invaded his senses.

All three sets of his eyes widened.

He picked up his pace again. Now heading toward the smell.

His heartrate picked up. It couldn't be. It can't. [F/N] was alright. She was okay. Even now after becoming a demon, He still felt possessiveness affection towards his sister.

He came to a halt.

His heart dropped to his stomach as he tried to comprehend the sight in front of him. His eyes widened and his jaw slack open.

There in the snow, Lay a body curled up in a fetal position.

Snow had built up on it. It lay motionless buried in the snow.

He recognised it as [F/N].

"[F/N]!!" He yelled, running over to the body.

He fell to his knees in front of her and shoved off all the built up snow.

He pulled her body so her head was laying down on his lap. He shook her gently.

"...[F/N].. Wake up. Come on." He whispered. His shaking now growing more frantic to her lack of response.

He looked at the vial in his right hand.

Opening her mouth he popped open the seal and poured the red liquid into her mouth.

He watched it pour onto her tongue and down her throat. He waited for the reaction.

However, Nothing came.

He waited and waited. Nothing.

He felt his eyes water and flow out from them as the dawning realisation hit him.

He was holding his little sister's corpse in his arms.

He couldn't protect her. She had died and he wasn't there to protect her.

He yelled, Screamed and cried. In anger, Frustration, Sorrow, Guilt and mourning for his loss. He couldn't do anything.

However when he finally noticed the stab wound he realised this was murder. He could do something.

He carried his sister's body in his arms and pulled her close to his chest as he quietly grieved for her.

He brought her body back to her beloved shrine and set her down at the head of the shrine where she loved the most.

He'd deal with her body later. But for now he had to get revenge for the death of his little sister.

Using his blood demon art to make a sword he gripped it tight.

He set off into the blizzard already with a scent on the targets.

He looked back once at the shrine. The last remaining parts of his humanity dying in there with his sister

And with that he left. Never to look back again.

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It was five hundred years ago.

Kokushibo began reminiscing when he sat in front of her gravestone. What he did that night.

He had gotten his revenge, The two slayers slowly tortured and then eaten by him. Their screams and their pleads for mercy when they showed [F/N] none.

He had started with the fingers and toes, Then he moved up to the lower limbs, Slowly he ate them alive. He made one of them watch him while he ate, All before he moved onto them.

He made them confess who killed her to which after a little persuasion they admitted easily.

They got the worst of it, He didn't even eat him after the torture. Just left him pinned to a tree bleeding out. He had put him up high only giving him the options of freezing to death, bleeding out or dying from the fall.

The memories rewound in his head like a film. Flashing memories of when she was born and he got to cradle her in his arms. All the way up until he only held her lifeless corpse, Killed too soon.

He had mourned for a long time after that, Never really getting over her death, Not even now as he set down the new flowers on her grave built near the house they grew up in.

He couldn't bring himself to consume her body, He could never. It was too much.

He got up and dusted himself off, Just like she use to do.

He turned away and walked into the night, Melding into the shadows as he went off to find his next meal.

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The morning rays shun down on the Ubuyashiki Estate. Flowers in full bloom with wisteria ripe in the air.

Birds chirped and grasshoppers hummed in the bushes. The neatly trimmed and well kept garden a fit home for them

The Hashira had gathered and stood in front of the porch awaiting the arrival of their master. They talked amongst themselves in the meantime.

Mitsuri, The Love Hashira tugged on the hand of another. A soft smile gracing her face.

"Fujimori-san! You should really come out with me sometime, It's been ages since we've done something together!" Mitsuri teased lightly.

Fujimori laughed lightly from behind the kitsune mask with cerulean markings he (he?) wore. The medival english looking sword positioned in front of him pointing downward, His two hands gripping the katana-like hilt.

He was tall and muscular but had more of an athletic build. He had tattoo's from his neck to his lower arms describing pictures typically seen in shrine art.

His blue dragon-patterned haori that was draped around his lower arms lightly wove in the wind along with his [H/C] locks tied into a ponytail.

"What do you mean? We went on a mission together last week!" He chuckled.

Mitsuri huffed and lightly gripped his hand

"When I mean spend time together I mean like we should go to a hot spring or go out to eat together or-" Mitsuri continued rambling on as she listed off possible activities they could do together.

Fujimori, [F/N] listened intently onto her as she talked.

She (She? She.) however was only thinking of his visions: A sick woman, A woman with fox markings and a man in a purple hakama.

She'd need to figure it out later.

Next chapter

[lavenderdrxp]

Michikatsu is the perfect example of 'hardwork makes you perfect'. He wasn't born with any natural talent and the slayer mark unlike yoriichi. He may have let his jealousy take over him but he worked hard every single day and became a samurai.

I'm not defending his actions or anything. What he did to his wife and kids was not something one should do but he was determined to fullfil his dream. he was from a noble family and the pact between him and his wife probably was a product of political marriage.

He sure was jealous of yoriichi but worked hard as he joined the corps and was the second person to develop demon slayer mark. not to mention that he was the second strongest samurai after yoriichi and this rank if his was the product of his hard work.

After he turned into a demon he did not stopped practicing his skills and he developed more forms of his breathing technique resulting it to be the one which has the most forms of strikes. He took his breathing techniques, senses and skills to a new hight after becoming a demon.

If we look at it carefully, we could see that his survival as a demon and reaching the upper most rank after muzan himself was the result of his hard work. No natural talent, only pure hardwork and dedication. He set his mind at a goal and he did achieved it even if it was after yoriichi's death.

According to what I think, during these centuries his skills only grew and grew. He became more and more powerful and it wouldn't be surprising that he would be as strong as yoriichi if not more or at least somewhere near him.

Yoriichi's strength and skills were the gift of plot armor and natural skills. Meanwhile, Michikatsu earned it.

In many ways, I find michikatsu relatable and he is a perfect ideal for me (ignoring his bad deeds and focusing on the dedication). He's my favorite.

I do not hate yoriichi, in fact I love and enjoy his character very much.

But, michikatsu/ kokushibo is the most well written character in kimetsu no yaiba.

He is the greatest samurai to me and always be.

[letstalkaboutshtufff]

The Sacrifice Douma x Reader pt 2

Pairing: Douma x reader

Warnings: Mentions of injuries and scary water( I don’t wanna spoil too much lol)

Summary: Reader Meets the mysterious demon.

Enjoy!

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“Welcome little flower, I must say I almost didn’t recognize you”.

Those eyes… full of color and yet it’s like there’s nothing behind them. Like a sunny winters day. Deceptively warm. A chilling bite disguised by outward beauty.

Hanako excused herself and shut the door. Leaving you alone to your impending doom. You shifted on your feet. Feeling like a minuscule worm in front of a hungry hawk.

You fixed your eyes on the floor, not being able to take his piercing gaze for more than a few seconds.

“Hmm?” You heard the demon hum and then some shuffling. Soft footsteps echoed in the dim chamber.

“Are you afraid? Well I suppose you would be , you’ve been through a lot my dear. That nasty old man was so cruel wasn’t he?” the demons tone sounded concerned and pitiful but you knew it had to be an act. Demons didn’t feel emotions like that.

“But don’t worry, I took care of him already..” he hummed happily.

Took care? What did that mean exactly?

You looked up slowly, shaky eyes meeting his eerie smile. But not quite having the courage to make it to his eyes yet.

“W-what do you want from me..?” You couldn’t hold back the burning question any longer.

“Ah so you can speak haha, I was beginning to think my bride was a mute”.

…..

What did-

You must’ve heard wrong..

Surely he didn’t say..

No, there’s no way, he said bribe.. or scribe.. yeah maybe he needs a scribe…

“Well back to your question little flower, how much did that filthy noble tell you?”.

“H-he told me I was being sacrificed..to a demon..”

…

“That’s all?” The demon cocked his head.

“That’s all..” you shuffled your feet.

“Oh, no wonder you’re practically shaking, I’m not going to harm you my dear, why don’t you have a seat and I’ll explain a couple things.” He smiled and motioned to a small table in front of his throne thingy. Slowly you moved and sat with your knees tucked under. The demon sat on the other side.

“Aren’t you tired of staring at the table? Look at me little flower, I’d like to speak while actually looking at you.” You didn’t want to, but you also didn’t want to make the demon mad.

Reluctantly you lifted your head until you met those piercing eyes again. Full of beauty but again something was missing behind those eyes.

“Much better, under all that mud I couldn’t tell, but now I see you have the most captivating eyes. Like the color of my favorite flower. I suppose I couldn’t have picked a better name for you” he smiled like he was enjoying an evening of relaxing tea and cakes. You couldn’t take it anymore.

“Please stop…”

“Hm? Stop what little flower?” He cocked his head to the side. A habit of his it seemed.

“I… whatever this act is.. if you’re going to eat me then please get it over with… don’t make a fool of me..” ugh you had to go and open your mouth. That’s what always got you into trouble, that big mouth of yours.

The demons eyes widened a bit and a look of obliviousness passed his face.

“What ever are you talking about? Why on earth would I eat you?”

Is he being serious?

“B-because you’re a demon..what else would you want with me?”

“Well yes I am a demon, and I won’t lie and say I don’t enjoy eating humans, but after the trouble I went through for you why do you think I would waste that by eating you?”

“B-but then-then why am I here??” Your voice raised slightly.

“Because you’re my bride of course.” He smiled like it was the most natural and obvious thing to say.

….

….

….

“…”

“Little flower?”

“I see” gracefully you stood up.

Douma only looked up curiously.

You smiled and bowed like you’d done a thousand times for nobles.

“Hm?”

It looked like the demon was going to open his mouth but before he could you spun around faster than a viper and in Douma’s opinion quite comically ran out the door leaving him amused and confused all in one.

“What a funny bride I have” he smirked resting his face on his knuckles leisurely.

Meanwhile you were chicken running across the household.

(I imagine something like this lmao, ignore the other guyXD)

Who?! What!? Where!? WHAT WAS HAPPENING!?

Dead, you must have frozen to death that night and this was your weird personalized hell.

No way this could be real. Did that demon really say you were his bride??

You almost let out a laugh. How obsurd. He was just playing with his meal but still, why did everything feel so damn confusing!?

Voices up ahead made you come to a screeching halt.

Quickly you dove into a nearby room, thankful it seemed to be empty and collapsed to the ground.

Your heavy breathes filled the silence of the room.

Just what the heck was happening to you?!

Your arms wrapped around yourself for comfort. Maybe running away from a demon lord wasn’t the best idea but he surely was powerful enough to stop you if he really wanted to.

Still you did what you always did, act first and think later. You’d probably made him mad and he was plotting your horrible end right now.

Chances of escaping a demon were low, you knew that but you at least had to try.

Sighing your eyes roamed around the dim little room you took refuge in. The only door was the one you came in through so that was out.

Tall shelves filled with books and scrolls lined the walls. It seemed like your only option was to nestle yourself behind them until dark, maybe then it would be easier to make your escape. The sun was already low in the sky so you knew you wouldn’t have to wait too much longer.

Whilst sitting in anxiety, curiosity also got the best of you. You reached for a wood bound book on the shelf in front of you.

The cover was etched with dark lines, swirled and straightened to make two figures. One feminine with long flowing hair and one masculine. The pair were embracing one another lovingly. You slowly ran a finger over the title trying to decode its meaning.

You knew how to read, but not better than a child. Unfortunately slaves were not given priority when it came to education.

Un-und

Under

The

Under the m-

Moonl

Under the moonlight

No

Under the moonlit s-sk sk sky

Aha!

Under the moonlit sky

You poked a finger under the wooden edge and turned it upwards.

You would’ve loved to try to read more but the pages were too dark, which meant your time to escape had come.

Gingerly, as to not aggravate your already aching body, you slowly got up.

You pressed your ear to the door.

Silence.

You let out a shakey breath before slowly sliding the door open.

The halls seemed empty which was a good start.

Tiptoeing quietly sounded like thunder striking on these creaky wooden floorboards.

Be quiet be quiet be quiet be quiet be quiet

Finally after what seemed like a lifetime you got behind the structure and onto open field. It was very hard to see, of course it was a moonless night because you always had shit luck.

The grass was soft under your sandals, damp still from fallen rain earlier that day you guessed.

You could vaguely make out some lantern light away in the distance. Seeing as you didn’t really have many options you started following it.

You tried not to let the darkness panic you. Thankfully your goal of escaping kept the short breathes and chest pain that being in the complete dark usually caused. Along with the horrible memories that paired with them…

Your thoughts must’ve distracted you too much or maybe it was because it was basically pitch black that you didn’t have time to react properly as your right foot descended down onto what was supposed to be soft grass and instead slid down something that gave way with a squish.

Your foot slid so suddenly down the mud that your whole body pitched forward tumbling into what you had first assumed would be a mud patch but to your horror what was supposed to be squishy was icy cold and wet.

It took your body being completely enveloped in the freezing waters to realize you fell into a body of water. A big one apperantly because as you desperately tried to find the ground with your feet you failed.

Flailing your legs and arms you tried to find the edge but it was so damn dark and you were in so much pain.

It didn’t help that you never quite learned to swim.

Your head tried to stay above but it was uselsss and soon you started taking big gulps of liquid.

You couldn’t-didn’t know how to stay afloat so you sank.

Deep

Deep

Deeper

And it was dark

So very dark

What a truly pitiful end.

You fought so hard these years and for what?

At least the demon wouldn’t have the satisfaction of tearing you apart.

Your lungs burned and you couldn’t hold your breath any longer.

So you let go.

God it was painful, the water rushing in.

Was it possible to cry underwater?

I

I wish I could’ve had more time

I wish

I-

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Oooh who could that be 🤭

Please lemme know what you think! Thanks for reading!

Part 3

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Muzan + Uppermoon’s with a fortune teller s/o?

And by fortune teller I mean a real fortune teller who can actually predict the future🔮

Have a nice day, and remember to eat and stay hydrated 👍

Heya! Thank you for requesting <3 I really appreciate you guys requesting!

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗡𝗼𝗻𝗲! ♥︎

𝗜𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗱𝗲𝘀: 𝗙𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳, 𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮 𝘁𝗶𝗻𝘆 𝗯𝗶𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁 <𝟯

𝗥𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝘀: 𝗢𝗽𝗲𝗻, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗴𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀 ♥︎

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Muzan Kibutsuji  

Being in a relationship with Muzan was interesting for the both of you. Him being the all and mighty demon lord and you, the voracious fortune teller. Being a fortune teller meant that you could predict others futures and see what kind of cryptic life they would have sooner in their human or none-human life. You also had good-inside information about the things Kibutsuji was conspicous about. 

Both of you loved each other dearly, but was too stubborn to show it sometimes because of your equal personalities! Over time in the earliest of your developed relationship you would often contribute different predictions of the blue spiderlilly to help him find it. Muzan had always found you helpful and wanted to turn you into a demon as soon as possible. 

in your current time state, Muzan had asked you amendsly amounts of times if he could turn you into one of his own, but you had thought about the possibility of you loosing the thing you had considered your most valuable ability. You wanted to spend the rest of your life with Muzan, but the thought of loosing the power you had learnt to control so well terrified you because you had always been told you were never good enough.

having the ability to see peoples future turned you to their equal ground if not even better. Muzan cared for you deeply and he truly respected your wishes, but he also knew that he could not loose you to a mere human lifespan. So when the time comes, he most definitely will turn you. 

Kukushibō 

You had always had a vision of you and your so called lover from the start of your relationship. You knew how it would start and how it could possibly end, but that wasn’t clear nor your intention of interest. All you wanted to do was being with Kokushibō, your lover who you had met in an unintentional situation. You both were different in various of ways, but that seemed to only strengthen your relationship and the love you guys have for eachother!

Kokushibō found your ability to see and predict the future extremely interesting, he could find himself listening to every story or what nots for hours if you would let him. You had never met someone like Kokushibō, and you were elated to hear about his adventures he had sought up over the centuries. You knew of course about his demon self, and you could never be frightened with a sweetheart such as Kokushibō. He truly cared and found everything fascinating about you and your abilities!

A down side too your powers was that people were talking and even searching for you to see if the rumours of your ability was true or not, and you found it very scary if people would come up to you and basically frame you or threaten you because of your human attributes. But It was in those situations that Kukushibō was the most protective of you. He would find himself barricade his body and just take you away from the awful and uncomfortable situations.

Douma 

Being a fortune teller made you able see the first in-counter with Douma. You had met him a while back and lets say that love wasn’t the first that he’d felt upon seeing you. I mean, Douma has his weird friendly and inhuman personality. But at times he could be *interesting* or rather *dumbfounded*. But, as time had passed he had discovered your ability to see into others futures. Douma found you attributes absolutely wicked. He was in ecstasy when he found out that you could locate others too, both humans and demons. 

Overtime he had started to see you more than his toy, and started too feel something for you that he’d never felt before. He thought that you were absolutely stunning with your features, your long/short hair and glowing eyes which he was taken aback on. He would fantasise about being with you, kissing you and even holding you close to him whenever he felt like it. 

You yourself saw the obvious, but you were flattered by his actions. You felt as if you had found something or someone that you wanted to spend your time with. Shortly after you had discovered his true feelings, well after you rather *predicted* it, you had finally decided to tell him how you felt about him. Letting him know of your own feelings, you were taken into his embrace. He was so happy that it was you and not some other basic human being. And when he was starting to see you ageing, he took it upon himself to turn you. And the transformation led you to grow your powers, and Douma found himself falling even deeper for you. 

Akaza

You had always known Akaza, and he had also known of your ability. Over the course of knowing eachother, you had developed a strong and faithful relationship. He as a upper moon found you rather helpful, you found yourself helping him with his missions given by Muzan Kibutsuji. You showed devotion to him by predicting different outcomes, and in return he protected you at all times. Lets say that Akaza was often paranoid, he was basically afraid that someone would take you away from him so he found himself being around you 24/7. 

He had ofcourse told Muzan about you. And to his surprise, you were found amusing by Kibutsuji.  Your powers were strong and sturdy, you could even sense if Akaza was feeling down or hurt. You guys were very closed off with eachother, you only wanted to be with him and when he needed to travel at a long distance were the times you guys were apart. 

At times you wanted to travel with him, but as paranoid and possessive Akaza was of you, he refused your requests. But whenever he was back he turned all his focus to you and wanted nothing more than to hold you close to him as if you were precious glass that was about to be broken. He was honestly too dependent on you because you had always cared and helped him out, even with your powers or the love you had for him. 

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𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝘀! 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝘆 𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘀! 𝗥𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝗼 𝗳𝘂𝗻 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲! <𝟯

𝗛𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀 ! ♥︎

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𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 [𝐬𝐜𝐬]

》 cw: misspellings, canon violence, gore, backstory spoilers for all, explicit themes for douma

》 genre: angst

》 — muzan, kokushibo, douma, akaza

a/n: i've been gone for sooo long and i am genuinely sorry for that. i've been busy with school but now that it's out of the way, i can fully focus on this blog now! i will tend to the overdue reqs after this work. i hope this makes up for the time i was not around :) hope you enjoy this and have a lovely day!

》 THANK YOU GUYS FOR 800 FOLLOWERS, I TREASURE YOU ALL 《

synopsis: a tragedy separated you both. years later, he comes face to face with you. only this time, you were his greatest enemy. a demon and a demon slayer? this was bound to get messy.

❄︎ muzan kibutsuji

you just finished putting on your haori after a dip at the hot spring, relieving the tension in your muscles after a long mission up north. after tying the ribbon at your waist, the air suddenly grew heavy and the scent of the winds changed, filled with bloodlust.

you feigned ignorance and bent down to pick your towel up, avoiding any movement that could arouse suspicion. when you felt a presence approach you, you dipped youe hand swiftly in the spring to retrieve your sword, unsheathing it with a wave and striking behind you.

you turned around and met face to face with a demon.

not just any demon, but the demon lord himself — kibutsuji muzan.

the recognition brought a feeling of uneasiness over you, making your lips quiver. you put some distance between you and him, still unaware of what he was capable of.

he frowned, baffled by the reaction on your face. any regular demon slayer would either be horrified or angry. but all he saw on your face was dilemma and uncertainty. you scoffed and took a defensive stance.

"what? all the human meat got so much to your brain you can't even recall who i am?" you spat out in a harsh voice, which took him by surprise.

recall? why? who are you? he has never come across you yet. if he met someone as skilled and beautiful as you, he would've surely consumed you already.

the confusion and scrutiny on his gaze further bubbles up the anger deep inside of you. how can this filthy animal kill your father and now face you, not remembering his crimes? just how heartless could he become?

you charged at him, but he swiftly evaded your attack. but you kept swinging your sword, its nichirin blade effectively cutting through the material of his clothes. he was taken aback, not every hunter he came across could get so close to him.

he knew well that the ubuyashiki family started the corps not long ago, but for them to hone you into such a fine swordsman, they must be exhausting quite the resources.

tears began to sting your eyes as you saw how his eyes glimmered with amusement. he was not taking you seriously, because he can't remember clearly, can he? of course not! the demon lord does not bat an eyelid to anyone around him, to anything around him.

you measured the consequences of your next actions; you were the best swordsman the corps has so far, seven months into its founding. you have a few heirs under your wing and have been training them well.

it would be fine, right? to avenge your father, even if it means giving your own life.

"that filthy body of yours, the strength flowing in your bones and flesh..." you trailed off and continued to swing your sword at him, aiming for his neck. the most you could do was little grazes, and muzan was still hesitating to land any blow at you, waiting for your next words.

"...it all came from my father. from his medicines and prescriptions. from the herbs i handpicked from the mountains. i'd blame my father for creating an abomination like you, but you beat me to it. you killed the very person that was willing to give you a hand" you continued rapidly, each word laced with a burning hatred for the demon before you.

at your words, muzan was suddenly pulled into a trance. he began to see it.

a sunny day, a little kid in a kimono, hands outstretched towards him. it was all but a silhouette, and he could never make out the face of the little child.

and he felt it.

the warmth from the person's fingertips gliding on his waist and shoulders, guiding his every little step, careful with his frail body.

and he heard it.

the melodious sound of their laughter as they ran around trying to catch the butterfly. the smooth and neat flow of the voice from their throat as they sang him a lullaby to help him fall into a slumber.

and he saw it.

it was you. yes, you. a much more younger, carefree, and lively you.

pulled out from a trance, his crimson eyes meet yours. you were gasping for breath, while he remained composed. only, the despair in his eyes was a dead give away to his intentions.

in a moment, you moaned and grunted as your spine hit tha trunk of the tree, making you gasp sharply from pain. his hand was wrapped around your neck as his nails dug sharply on your thin skin, creating crescent marks on it, but never impaling through the flesh.

the slit of his eyes went even thinner, maniacally. a large grin is now plastered on his face, and you knew right then and there that there was nothing you could do to get through him.

"you... tell me. where can i find the blue spider lily?" he asked in a worn, raspy voice. he was awaiting your answer as his eyes were focused solely on you.

your mouth fell open, shocked at how much this disgusting creature devolved into something so filthy, so low, that he was undeserving of life.

with all your strength, you pushed him away which made him stagger back, thrusting your blade deeply into his stomach, the hilt making contact with his skin. you wasted no time and lept up the branches of the tree, taking advantage of his slow regeneration.

when you were at a distance, you stopped to look at him one more time.

"you know, i never looked at you as a friend. i only did all of those out of pity" you said in a mocking voice, accompanied by a chuckle afterwards.

"after all, who would someone as weak and pathetic as you?" you said condescendingly, and began to flee from the scene.

your calculations were wrong, after all. kibutsuji muzan is undeniably strong, it was sheer luck that you made out of there alive, because he was still unexperienced with his skills.

you knew there wouldn't be a next time. because the next time you two meet eye to eye, blood will be spilt so much, it will paint the entire town red.

red, like the color of his murderous and seductive eyes.

like the stain on his fingertips as he tried to speed up his regeneration.

like the color of the sky as the sun slowly peeked through the horizon, forcing him to retreat.

crimson red, like the day you lost the young man you've grown attached to.

❄︎ kokushibo / michikatsu

you began to go down the hill, where you visited your son and granchildren after a few months. you were much older than the other members of the corps, yet they were much more skilled than you are, so you knew you had to catch up.

the wind blew differently this time, you heard the sudden crisp in it, as well as the shift in its temperature as it caressed your skin. with long yet composed stride, you began to walk away from the mini village, knowing full well the dangers if you stayed there.

you were two kilometers away, when the wind began to feel suffocating.

and you were face to face with him — your ex-husband.

one of the reasons you joined the corps was indeed to relocate him. but you were a few months late, the head of the ubuyashiki family explaining that your husband turned his back on the corps and its cause. and decided to pursue demonhood in an attempt to achieve immortality.

you did want to see michikatsu again, but not like this. not when you two were parallels, whose ends will never meet.

his eyes began to study you and you began to feel clammy and felt yourself go rigid under his gaze. no matter how shitty he was for leaving you and your son so suddenly, it is undeniable that your heart still yearns for him.

there were so many things you wanted to tell and ask him, but your throat went dry at the mere sight of him. he stood dignified in his purple kimono, his long and healthy locks pulled up together in a high ponytail. the demon slayer mark on the sides of his face radiant and glowing. he looked the same as the day he left.

only this time, one of you had to strike the other down, because you two were natural enemies. both created and homed to ruin the other, destroy and incapacitate the other.

"michi... where have you been all this time?" you managed to croak out, still fighting back tears from this unexpected reunion. his six eyes went wide at the same time, still never leaving your form.

the silence reigned the air, and you cannot determine the wind between the two of you right now. it was all a mixture of desire, longing, regrets, sadness, and most importanly: confusion.

"what nonsense do you speak of? who are you?" he responded and you noticed that he finally put his guard up. you were taken aback by his reponse, verbally and physically. his hand began to travel to the handle of his sword as he assumed a battle stance.

in a swift movement, he dashed forward to you but you were quick to evade, only having a few locks of your hair cut by his sword. you jumped up and unsheathed your sword, against your mind's will but your body solely relied on reflex at this point.

but what's the point of relying on your emotions and feelings at this point? those feelings will only get you killed.

"i... do you really not remember us?" you asked as you swiftly dodged his attacks. it was clear to see that he aimed to kill you and move on to the village you were just in. the thought alone made you shiver and ponder just how much he has changed.

michikatsu tsugikuni is not the man you used to know, not the man you love, not the man you married, not the man you chose to spend the rest of your life with. yes, because he's not even a man at this point, he's just a bloodthirsty creature who only yearns for immortality. nothing but a faithful dog for his demon lord.

"or do you just refuse to remember? you refuse because you know how much of a mistake you made?!" you screamed and unleashed the third form of stone breathing, making him stagger back.

he was pulled into a trance at that moment.

it was a cloudy day, as he was preparing to exit the temple after offering his prayers to his late mother. he bumped into someone, whose face he couldn't quite make out.

and he felt it.

the soft and careful hands of the person as it glided along his shoulders, easing the muscles from tension that had built up from training.

and he heard it.

the gentle voice that came from their throat as they lulled the baby in their arms to sleep, a sight that michikatsu always treasured.

however, he was no longer michikatsu, was he? he was now kokushibo, and he works for the demon lord. he gave up his humanity in exchange for immortality and limitless powers and strength.

he gave up his love for his brother the day he realized that he was never going to be able to outshine the one that was blessed by the heavens.

he gave up all his regard for the world and the weak when he pursued his dreams and walked down the path of demonhood.

he gave up his family, the moment he decided to become better than everyone else.

but that didn't matter to him, in the end, he got what he wanted after all. strength, power, inflicting fear on people, immortality.

you charged at him again, pinning him against a tree. he might be a demon now who has endless stamina and porwess unlike your body that was exhausted from all the events earlier. you pressed the blade against his neck which took him by surprise.

he was still a young demon, after all. still has flaws and is still unable maneuver his abilities and gifts diligently.

"what... who even are you? why do you hold so much grudge against me?" he queried which only fueled the burning passion and hatred that was boilin in the pit of your stomach.

unexpectedly, tears began to stream down your face as you felt conflicted on how to deal with him. as a demon slayer, it is your duty to hie him down as soon as you see an opening and weakness. but, as his ex-partner, all you wanted to do was hold him until time permits.

you backed away from him and entered a battle stance at the foot of the hill, denying him of any access to the village. "i will never allow you to step foot in our son's and grandchildren's home. even if it means that this place becomes my burial site"

your words took him aback, but he was not fazed by your threats. however, just as he took a step forward, something caught his eyes.

the moon glimmered down on the gem on your finger, reflecting the light and illuminating the small, dark space between the two of you.

at this, kokushibo didn't know why he had an urge to back out and just leave you be. so he did.

and he only realized it when muzan was giving him lashings and locked him in a room full of wisteria to punish him from his weakness.

ah.

you were once his. and he was once yours.

he once had a sunny life ahead of him, full of warmth with you and your family.

however, there was no point in dwelling on them.

because you two have become intersecting lines. bound to meet once, and to drift apart forever after the enounter.

❄︎ douma

during the cult meeting, you have already caught the eye of the master, his rainbow eyes focused on you during the six hour long ceremony. you were not oblivious to his stares, how could you be when he was gazing at you with so mucj intensity?

you were kneeling in front of douma, your eyes trained on the ground and head bowed slightly. the footsteps from the estate caretaker gradually receded, until all that was left was silence.

he stood up and walked to you, using two fingers to lift your face, meeting his eyes.

the colorful eyes of the monster who took the life of your sister.

and robbed your nephew of a mother.

you calmed your nerves and covered up the murderous glint in your eyes, replacing it with utter devotion and adoration for the man. you took a sharp breath when his hands began to wander, as you recoiled your stomach to hide the nichirin dagger you hid inside.

he helped you to your feet as his eyes were still trained on yours, his tongue running along his sharp teeth.

he led you to his sofa bed, as he sat on it and pulled you on his lap. you sucked in a harsh breath as a flood of memories began to return to your mind.

this is what exactly happened fifteen years ago, this same room, the same vibe, the same scent, and the same foul creature. you, splayed out on his lap as he conversed with your younger sister. naive you and your little sister kotoha, with your nephew inosuke, gathered around this demon as if he's your savior.

when his hands began to fiddle with the ribbons of your kimono, you knew you had to act now, when all of his focus was on his lust.

you moved swiftly, fingers moving quickly to retrieve the dagger kept within the folds of your clothes, the scent of wisteria covered with the prostitute's perfume you soaked the blade in earlier.

you struck the dagger to his stomach, effective in your feat as he was clearly taken aback. you pulled the dagger out and stabbed his chest without much difficulty. when you looked up at him, a lazy smile was hanging on his lips.

you looked back in horror and pulled the dagger out, aiming for his neck. however, his large hands held your wrist as he flipped you over and pressed you against the cushion.

"ah, i knew it was you. i would never forget such a beautiful face" your breath hitched in your throat when he revealed his dashing smile, fangs out in view for you to enjoy and marvel in. one of his hands was on your hips to keep you still while the other took the nichirin blade from your hand.

damn it. if you will die, you must at least, bring him with you to ruins, drag him down with you to hell.

"fuck you, i fucking hate you! you ruined our lives" you choked out and clawed at his neck, but he quickly subdued you with his strength, his sharp nails grazing your thin skin.

"oh? but weren't you and your little sister the ones who were too nosy for your own good? i was planning to keep you both by my side until your last breath, but your pretty little sister just had to run away" he said and chuckled, pressing his face to your neck.

you struggled against him and kicked, but to no avail. even though the upper moon two was quite small in stature and build, the strength he held in his frame was remarkable. a knock on the door snapped you from your struggle.

"master douma, he has given permission" you heard the familiar voice of the caretaker. the next thing you felt was his smile against your skin.

and his fangs piercing through your flesh.

you screamed in agony and thrashed wildly, trying to get away from him. the pain you felt right now was comparable to the pain you felt when you saw kotoha fall to her death all those years ago.

you felt the venom spread through your veins.

your mind went hazy and you had the urge to throw up as your surroundings became blurry. so many voices talking around you and trying to snap you from the abyss you're falling into.

you felt your heart beat stop.

as you lie limpless in douma's arms, eyes a shade of deep crimson as your mind went blank. your mouth began to water, thirsty for some flesh and blood.

"so perfect, so good for me. splendid, you survived your transformation! i shall reward you generously, my darling" he said as he helped you sit up, his hands brushing the strands of hair away from your face.

the caretaker came in, dragging three females, unconscious but unharmed. you stood up and looked at douma, asking for permission. he grinned and nodded, nudging you to the direction of the bodies. and you wasted no time in pouncing on the bodies.

douma leaned back and basked in the view, you were like a wild animal, starved and yearning for a meal, who stumbled on its prey.

your hands clawed at the exposed flesh of your victims, fangs breaking through their skin and having a feast as y u drowned in the sweetness and pleasure brought by their flesh and blood. the demon watching you laughed in delight as you finished, all bloodied and messy.

you walked back to him as you tried to clean yourself, hating the sticky feeling of drying blood. he met your eyes and directed his gaze to the floor by his feet. you obliged and sat by his foot, snaking one arm around his leg as the other was still busy cleaning yourself.

he smiled and took your face in his hands, cradling it gently as he wiped the remnants of blood on your lips.

"yes, you'll be by my side forever. something that your sister failed to do, you shall now make up for" he said and sighed in contentment.

you felt like you were on cloud nine at that moment, but you can't helo but feel that something was missing.

something was not right.

but you couldn't pinpoint what was. especially when you can't remember a thing, and all your mind could do was draw blank.

you were convinced however, that something was out of place.

and your biggest evidence was the nichirin dagger abandoned on the floor a few feet away, the faint scent of wisteria still lingering in the air.

❄︎ akaza

you were sitting at the far corner of the hall, enjoying the view before you. your students sparred against each other, swords clanging against one another creating a ringing sound across the packed hall.

your eyes then flew to the well-hidden figure on the second level of your estate. it was leaning on the windowsill and gazing below, at your students and their fatigued bodies, but still continued to fight.

ten minutes later, you stood up from your place and dismissed them, telling them to enjoy their holiday tomorrow and that training will be on hold for a week.

"there's no point hiding. you visit my dojo almost every week" you said and stared straight ahead, feeling the wind flutter as his figure descended behind you.

there he was, the man who killed your father and martial brothers.

no, to be precise, he's become inhuman. just like the strength he possesses.

you turned around and met his eyes, even though you wanted to look at the tattoos adorned on his body. he had a suppressing aura, and you faltered for a second, but steeled yourself rather quickly, refusing to give the demon an opening.

walking closer, his eyes began to stare you up and down, wondering how much strength you hold in your body. he was overly interested in strength, has a strong desire to fight strong opponents and use his skills wisely.

when there was only a foot separating the both of you, he stopped and gave you a large grin. then, without warning, he lunged his fist straight at your face, which you evaded with ease.

he laughed loudly at this, the sound bouncing of the walls of the empty hall. "hah! not bad for someone like you who runs this small dojo. you know, ever since i came here, i never saw you spar with your students, not even once" he berated and chuckled to himself.

you balled your fists and tried to contain the simmering anger forming in the pit of your stomach.

"i'm in the mood for a fight, i've been itching for some action. do you mind?" he said and put a distance between the two of you, assuming a battle stance.

you were but a little kid back then, hiding behind the sack of rice as you watched this person beat your father and brothers to a pulp, not leaving them even with an inch of life. all you could do was hide in silence and watch as they slowly slipped through your fingers.

twenty years later, you were confident that you were no longer the weakling that hid behind those sack.

you took a sword hanging from one of the walls, the best one of course, made by your swordsmith. upon seeing the sword, akaza laughed in excitement and his aura further increased, excitement painted all over his face.

"ohohohoho! you're a demon slayer! i wouldn't have suspected that, my, this has become even more fun now!" he said and went in to attack you. however, you read his attack well and evaded, making it possible for you to cut off his left arm.

he stopped in his tracks and grinned widely, looking at you with even more exhilaration. he kept on attacking with his fists and legs, not relenting and that only fueled your anger and hatred for this demon.

those fists and legs were the very same ones that pulverized your family's bodies. the body you were striking right now was the reason why you hugged the unrecognizable corpses of your father and brothers.

he landed a punch on your stomach, which made you recoil from the sheer strength as blood dripped down the side of your lips. you counterattacked and struck him in the sides, the nichirin blade doing its work as he took some time to regenerate.

"you... you piece of shit. your filthy fists and legs, deserve to burn under the sun. they're all fucking useless, all those limbs are fucking useless, you only use them to take lives mercilessly and to steal from others!" you screamed all your agony at him and attacked once more.

he was taken aback but refused to lower his guard. as your attacks grew in power, his attacks became great in range and efficiency. his blood demon art that he was developing was beginning to take effect as he analyzed the flow of your battle spirit.

"huh, what the hell are you talking about?" he murmured and delivered a blow to your sides and severely wounding you. you sighed and cursed to yourself, knowing that trying to relive the past would be utterly useless.

you steeled yourself and disregarded your nichirin blade, throwing it to the floor as you assumed a stance that your father had taught you from an early age. seeing that you decided to meet him eye to eye, akaza went ballistic and even more excited.

it was blows after blows, endless rain of kicks, stinging sensation of hits, bloodied cheeks, broken bones and bruised eyes. your stamina and energy was beginning to drop rapidly as you fought to stay awake and end the demon who took everything away from you.

you collapsed to the floor and coughed, trying to cleanse your throat of the blood that was blocking your airflow. you wheezed, trying to get any oxygen in your lungs and hoping to regain your strength.

he then squatted and came face to face with you. his eyes analyzing each movement from your body. when you coughed blood up again, he grimaced and stood up, walking away from you.

what?

is he not going to kill you? or pulverize you to a pile kf flesh and blood?

"w-wait" you croaked out which made him turn to look at you. he tilted his head and waited for your words, making no move to make you his next meal. "you're just gonna leave? you won't kill me?"

he scoffed and turned away, continuing to walk away. "tch, you're not worthy of death, you're too weak to die. until the time comes that you're strong, that's when i'll kill you" he replied and disappeared into the night.

you chuckled and sighed. the door to the changing room creaked and you turned to look at it. the door was slightly ajar, and you saw one of your young students peeking through the gap, shaking and visibly scared.

ah, shit.

you waved your hand and beckoned him to you. he obliged and came, helping you to your feet. he then assisted you to the nursemaid of your estate.

"you scared?" you asked and gave him a lazy smile.

"no! we, under no circumstances, should be scared" he replied bravely even though the tears in his eyes said otherwise.

resting in your bed, you looked out of the window and stared at the moon resting high up the sky as your crow slept on your windowsill.

you wondered, if you'll ever have the strength and skills to pulverize the demon.

if you'll ever live to see the day where you can avenge your family with your bare hands.

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Kaigaku SFW Alphabet

We need more Kaigaku stuff out here. I tried to make most of these work for both human and demon Kaigaku, though there are some parts in here that will state if there’s any difference between human and demon.

Human Kaigaku NSFW Alphabet | Demon Kaigaku NSFW Alphabet

SFW Alphabet Template by the-coldest-goodbye

▼▼ Let’s begin! ▼▼

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Kaigaku isn’t going to be super affectionate, mainly because he doesn’t want to seem too soft.

When he is affectionate, it’ll only be when the two of you are alone.

Usual gifts from him will be flowers, since it’s an easy thing to come by, and he knows which ones you like.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Kaigaku would be extremely stand-offish, he’s always relied on himself to survive so he isn’t open to the idea of letting others in.

It’ll take a lot of persistence on your part to get him to talk to you and worm your way through his defenses.

The best time to try and bond with him would be meal time.

When the two of you do become friends he’s still pretty quiet.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Kaigaku isn’t the cuddliest one out there, but if you really pester him about it, he will give in to you.

He likes having you sitting in his lap, the way you’re facing doesn’t really matter. Either way he’ll wrap his arms around you and sometimes rest his chin on your head.

Even if he says he doesn’t like cuddling, he really does enjoy the time spent with you close to him.

Only cuddles when you two are alone.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

For Human Kaigaku:

Kaigaku wouldn’t mind the idea of settling down, but it wouldn’t be anytime soon.

Kaigaku can cook some basic breakfast and lunches, but nothing too fancy. There have been occasions where he has tried to cook more complicated things, but he found out that cooking wasn’t a skill of his.

Drinks are much easier for him to make you.

Kaigaku doesn’t like people going through his stuff or messing with it, so he cleans up his stuff. And it’s not that he doesn’t trust you, it’s just a habit at this point.

For Demon Kaigaku:

This boy is filled with determination to climb the ranks in the demon world, so settling down isn’t something he’s thinking about too much.

Demons don’t really cook the people they eat. If you happen to be a demon too, there’s not much of a reason for him to cook.

If you’re still human, he still won’t cook (since the knowledge has kinda left his head, if it was ever there) but will at least know how to make you tea or another drink you like.

While Kaigaku doesn’t make much of a mess, he’s not one to clean. You’ll have to pick up after him a little bit.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Whether it’s his fault or yours, he’s not happy about it.

He’s not going to want to show that he’s hurt about not having you, so he’s going to try and cover it up with harsh words.

It’s definitely going to be quick, and he’s not going to give you a chance to argue.

As a human, he’d take more missions to keep the distance between you two.

As a demon, he’d probably get on a killing kick to try and clear his head, but you wouldn’t be one of the victims.

Either Kaigaku would do almost anything to forget about you.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

For Human Kaigaku:

While the beginning of the relationship may have progressed quickly, the thought of marriage is definitely far away.

The idea of a solid commitment and you not leaving him is really appealing to him, but he still worried something might go wrong.

Him being a demon slayer puts you in danger, and he doesn’t want you getting hurt.

While he would like to marry you, it’d be someday in the future.

For Demon Kaigaku:

Again, this Kaigaku isn’t one to settle down.

But he also loves the idea of the two of you being fully committed to each other, and not having anyone coming between you two.

Marriage isn’t really a popular thing in the demon world though.

He might get a hold of a set of rings (don’t ask where he got them) for the two of you to wear, but there isn’t going to be a ceremony.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

While Kaigaku can be very aggressive, he won’t hit you.

Sometimes if you do something dangerous or if the two of you get in a big argument, he’ll use harsh words.

While he doesn’t hit you, sometimes he will firmly grasp your shoulders in a manner that can make you nervous, but not hard enough to hurt you. He just wants to keep you in place so he can get his point across.

He doesn’t like to admit he is wrong, so it’ll take a bit for any apologizing after a fight.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Kaigaku is more open to hugs than cuddle sessions.

He’s split between side-hugs and regular 50/50.

Side hugs are easier for him to get/give if he’s returning from a mission or leaving for one.

When he gives you a side hug, his arm will go around your waist.

A regular hug (front-facing-front) from Kaigaku lasts longer than the side hugs.

His grip with a regular hug is a lot firmer too.

Sometimes he’ll nuzzle his face into your neck.

I = I Love You (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Kaigaku doesn’t say ‘I love you’ for a long time.

It was only after 4 months of dating did he finally say it, and when he did it was very quiet.

Even now it’s not something he says too often, but you’ll definitely hear it when you need it most.

If you are having a rough time emotionally or physically injured and recovering he will tell you he loves you.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

For Human Kaigaku:

Kaigaku can moderate his jealousy well enough.

If someone is flirting with you in public, he won’t make a big scene but will make sure that the other person knows you're taken.

He’ll grab your hand, or pull you closer to him. He’ll also give the other person a death glare.

He’ll only get physical with the other person if they touch you.

Once the two of you are away from everybody else, it’ll be one of the few times a cuddle session will be started by him.

Try not to tease him too much about it, he will just get more grumpy.

For Demon Kaigaku:

Demon Kaigaku does not handle jealousy well.

He hides his jealousy really well though, since he knows you're going to tease him about it.

The idea of someone else taking you from him, demon or human, pisses him off.

There’s a good chance that the person will go missing without a trace.

If you ask him about that person’s disappearance, he’ll deny knowing anything about it, even if it’s obvious he did something.

He’ll be a little more affectionate than usual during this time too.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

For Human Kaigaku:

Human Kaigaku prefers quick kisses.

He likes to kiss the top of your head and your forehead.

You usually kiss his cheek.

When he does kiss you on the lips, it’s a deep kiss.

He’ll hold you when he kisses you like this, it’s one of those moment when he really shows you how much he loves you.

For Demon Kaigaku:

Demon Kaigaku is much rougher with his kisses.

He still likes kissing the top of your head, but he also likes to kiss you on the lips more.

He usually grabs your chin before he kisses you, mainly just to get you flustered.

French kisses are a big favorite of his, and he’s dominant during them.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Kaigaku’s childhood wasn’t the greatest, so he’s not too sure about what a child would need.

This is the main reason Kaigaku would not want to have children.

Even around other’s kids (such as your family’s children) he’s uncomfortable.

Just don’t leave him alone with them, he won’t know what to do and they’ll drive him crazy.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

For Human Kaigaku:

The mornings that he is home from missions are very quiet.

He wakes up long before you do, but he’ll stay right by you.

He spends his time thinking, playing with your hair until you wake up.

After you wake up, the two of you will still lay in bed for a while and talk before getting up.

For Demon Kaigaku:

As a Demon, Kaigaku can’t be out when the sun is up.

There’s two reasons you see him in the mornings:

He was already there during the previous night

The sun was coming up and he needed a place to take shelter. (He will never admit this is the case)

If you're asleep during this time, he’ll watch you for a while.

He may grow bored and wake you.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

For Human Kaigaku:

After dinner the two of you will sit on the porch or rest in the living space.

The two of you talk about your days, his recent missions or whatever life has kept you busy with.

You talk more than Kaigaku does, but he doesn't mind.

When the two of you go to bed, you usually fall asleep first.

For Demon Kaigaku:

This Kaigaku is nocturnal, so he’s going to be wide awake.

This means you're not going to be getting much sleep, unless you adjusted your sleep schedule to match his.

The two of you will sometimes go for walks at night, away from others.

Sitting on rooftops and talking is another pass time.

A lot of demon ‘work’ happens at night, so he’s not going to have a ton of time to spend with you at night.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Kaigaku doesn’t open up quickly.

It’s only when the two of you start dating does he begin to tell you about his childhood.

He won’t tell you everything at once either.

You’ll either have to ask him a question about his past, or something that happens will cause him to bring it up.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Let’s be honest, Kaigaku has a short fuse.

He does his best to be patient with you, but sometimes he’ll snap at you.

Usually it’s when he’s tired out from training or missions.

It’s best to let him be when he’s angry, he’ll decompress on his own.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He’s not going to remember every little thing, but he’ll remember all the important things.

Your birthday, holidays and you favorite things aren’t forgotten.

Your relationship anniversary is one of those things that’ll sneak up and he’ll rush to figure out a plan.

He’s pretty good at retaining important information, though there have been a few times where he’s forgotten something you told him.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

All those rare moments where he becomes incredibly soft.

Those times where you're sitting on his lap as he runs his fingers through your hair.

Kissing your forehead and softly mumbling ‘I love you’ as you start to fall asleep.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Kaigaku will definitely be the protective one in the relationship.

He’s not too keen on the idea of you protecting him since he doesn't want to be seen as ‘weak’.

Demon or Human, he will go all out to protect you.

You’re going to stay behind him while he deals with the threat.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

For Human Kaigaku:

Don’t expect anything too fancy for dates.

He prefers to spend time with you alone.

Mainly picnic dates in secluded areas, sometimes that peach farm where he used to toss peaches at an old ‘friend’.

Anniversary gifts are going to be the time he shovels out more money for you.

For Demon Kaigaku:

Any date you two have will be at night, so that planning usually comes down to him.

Again, the two of you are going to be alone, and mostly on picnic dates.

A stroll through the forest is also a favorite.

Unlike human Kaigaku, this version is going to steal pretty much everything he gives you, so price tags don’t matter. If he knows you want it, he’s going to steal it.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

For Human Kaigaku:

His short fuse can still be a problem.

Sometimes he’ll take his frustrations out on you and growl a bit.

Sometimes you can hear him muttering about Zenitsu and the role of Thunder Hashira.

Sometimes he’ll ramble on about this to you too.

If you two get into an argument, he’ll give you the silent treatment.

For Demon Kaigaku:

He doesn’t always clean up after he has a meal.

Sometimes he has come back to you with blood on his mouth, and you have to remind him.

Sometimes he’ll be a bit rough with his kisses, and you have to let him know to tone it down.

He’ll also give you the silent treatment, but will give you some pouty glances too.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Kaigaku is more concerned with his training and progression than his looks.

He’s still going to make an attempt to look good, but it’s not his number one priority.

He does love it when you compliment his looks though, it’s an ego boost.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

There’s definitely going to be a hole in him for a while.

He’s going to feel incomplete without you, he just won’t admit.

If the two of you were to part ways, he’d eventually get over it, but there will always be that ‘what if’ in the back of his mind.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

He likes it when you feed him when he’s injured, or vice-versa.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

He’s not going to want someone whose personality lines up with Zenitsu.

A backbone is surely needed with this guy, your not going to last with him without one.

Also, bathe regularly.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Sometimes he’ll kick in his sleep, but not hard enough to leave a bruise.

He’ll mumble too, but you can never make out what he’s saying.

Prone to nightmares about his childhood, but won’t talk about it

Thank you for reading. It’s 11:00 PM now, so I need to go to bed. I’ll be doing NSFW version too, but I’ll probably do separate list for demon and human Kaigaku.

[dex0s]

—♡DOUMA X MALE READER WARNING: smut, non-con, cannibalism?, douma, reader having a huge chest, thoracic area called boobs/tits, daddy kink, face sitting, breeding kink, semi-public?, incest?, cliffhanger ending (only because I’m lazy), not proof read

A/N— okay I know I was gone for like 2 months but um— yeah

You were a member of his cult and your older sister got sick to the point she had to stay in bed instead of praying to your demon lord. For the past couple days you had been asking your lord to heal your sister. And at first DOUMA was uninterested or just ignored you but then he got a full look at you. (H/c) hair, beautiful bright (e/c) eyes, nice face, well shaped body, and lastly YOUR CHEST. Oh and how he was so in love.

“Oh look a new play thing. Just. For. Me~ and ONLY me~”

After that you notice changes. One, Douma would ONLY look at you if you in the room but the moment you leave his face becomes disinterested (even if he doesn’t have emotions he feels like his life just decrease by a life time). Two, you ALWAYS feel like you’re being watched no matter what you doing or where you are, there are always RAINBOW EYES watching. And three, when you go and pray to your lord you can notice the lust in his eyes like a predator eyeing their next meal.

“I can’t believe I haven’t noticed you sooner… I wonder if that man will let me keep you~ who know maybe I will quit bugging him~”

Knowing damn well that man can hear him

One time you went to douma and asked for his blessing so your sister could get better and by pure coincidence your sister gotten better and could move around better then before. You thanked douma for the blessing but even tho it was a complete coincidence douma wanted more than just a thanks. He gave you his blessing and healed your sister. He wants more and he will get want he wants whether you want it or not .

HaAh~ Oh you tastes Sooo~ good~ Your so good—Fuck! for daddy~

Grinding your hips into the pillow while Douma is thrusting in and out your ass. “Ahh~ you look like dog when you do that~” Douma said, moving his hand up your body and stopping at your chest. “W-wait~AH!” Slamming his cock back in he starts to grope your chest. “Hmm! What a— good boy you are, so good— for daddy” you start to feel yourself about to release and you try to warn your lord but all that came out was babbles. Douma seem to notice this and started to go even harder on you hearing your gummy walls take him in and out and all the noise you were making made him even more hard then white sticky cum came out your dick but that didn’t stop Douma in fact he decided to switch it up a lot bit.

He lifts you over his face, your legs are shaking then slams you down on his face. Taking his long slimy tongue starting with kitty licks, suddenly roughly gripping your thighs and full on eating your ass like there’s no tomorrow. When the door opens (you didn’t even notice at first) it reveals your sister. Your sister was in shock, she didn’t know you had a side like this. Hearing your moans and the licks your sister can feel a wet spot in her undergarment. While your sister was standing there Douma could smell her wetness and started to get upset.

“Why is she here.”

“She needs to leave can’t she see I’m playing with my plaything.”

“It’s her fault he’s in this situation”

“She shouldn’t be so selfish and get sick”

“You know what… It’s show time”

Taking out his tongue from your ass, he moves you to his lap. Picking you up with your legs wrapped around his waist Douma starts to walk to your sister. “You know it’s rude to stare” using one of his free hands and roughly grabbing your sister’s chin forcing her to look at his rainbow eyes. “W-what are you doing to my brother!” Yelled out your sister that was trying to force Douma’s hand off of her and trying to reach for you, when Douma grabs the hand that was reaching for you and pulling it off her body. Finally snapping out the trance you hear a bloody cuddling scream. Turning your head around to see your sister on the ground clutching her shoulder but before you can say anything you were placed on the ground on all fours in front of your sister.

“Why don’t we put a show on for your sister~ hmm dear~”

[sanemisstalker]

N/SFW. Minors DNI

CW: GN reader / Men's Mental Health IG ???

KNY characters that I think are more prone to cumming in their pants / NSFW

Giyu

-He's inexperienced.

-I admire the almost fandom consensus of him being either resident, sexy, black haired, quiet anime boy, and/or 'nobody likes this friendless loser, he definitely has a tumblr'

-Any attention, platonic or not, from someone he's attracted to is enough to make Giyu get an apparent boner. He's prone to them when the people he admires say genuinely nice things to him.

-He doesn't get to hear nice things a lot, nor does he take compliments easily, so when he believes them, his body can't help but believe them too.

-He'd rather it not be that way, but due to his floundering mental health, and general isolation, Giyu isn't jerking off very often, nor is he able to get it up when he wants to, so he just goes... months without thinking about it sometimes.

-Could definitely cum from kissing too hard. Not just kissing, but particularly the rough treatment.

-Giyu must be incredibly touch starved, I imagine. I can't fiction the last time he's hugged someone. That scene where he's holding Shinobu, perhaps?

-So when he's getting so much attention, especially so much positive, romantic attention, even if it's a little rough, I'm sure his dick would be at full mast.

-he doesn't think he's predisposed to masochism or anything. He'd hope he wasn't, but it feels better when he's kissing, and maybe his hair is being pulled on, just a little.

-he'd be very embarassed. He wouldn't cry or anything, but I think he'd get up and leave the room. He knows you knew what happened, he didn't moan, but he flinched because the build up was so immediate, and he just couldn't stop.

-How pathetic. He can't show his face infront of you ever again. All he does is ruin good things. You're definitely disgusted by him.

-Even if he didn't realize how pretty his face looked during his orgasm.

Gyutaro

-Everyday I fight the gyutaro incel allegations, and everyday I fail.

-Gyutaro is socially inept, to put it blatantly. He spends an incredible amount of time locked away in his sister, and rarely chooses to come out unless eating for the two, or-

-if he needs to jerk off. A rarity, nowadays. Looking the way he looks can do a real number on one's ability to self-pleasure. He also isn't able to seek out assistance from any brothels- He still looks the way he looks. He's no Muzan- blessed with the ability to change his appearance at will.

-So when you're on top of Gyutaro, and he feels the curve of your ass in his palm, and your sex is positioned right on top of his, just barely grazing his clothed cock, as you try and teach him how to kiss (he's doing his best, but he knows he's not good-)

-He cums, and he cums hard. He grips down on your hips, and goes wide eyed, unable to stop the moan that rips its way from his throat... and then quickly moves you off of him.

-He isn't even finished when he moves you, he's shakey armed, and he nearly drops you.

-he's mortified. After all this time, he finally gets someone willing to touch him, and he blows it. He's borderline inconsolable- switching between begging you not to look at him and begging you not to hate him-

-but the noise he made was just so... pathetic.

Haganezuka

-Men dedicated to their craft don't have time to cum? Silly of you to assume he's ever even seen another person naked. That would imply he looked away from a sword for long enough to register it.

-On a completely serious note (as serious as I can be writing this), It'd be quite awkward interacting with Haganezuka sexually. His mind has been so consumed by perfection that, even if he wasn't dedicated to the blade, he's almost prevented himself from ever being able to cum in a social setting.

-He's developed a phobia of new situations he can't control. Especially sexual ones. Swords are easy and gratifying. Why would he ever need to cum when he can just make a sword and have it be respected and revered. Wouldn't that be nice-

-So when you started rubbing him over his pants, he was, admittedly, panicking. It's not like he went nearly 4 decades without using his dick... He'd just... gone 2 and a half decades without using his dick. Nowhere near the same.

-You'd barely even touched it, barely even pressed your lips to his neck, and Haganezuka was panting.

-The fear coursing through his veins, and the attention his forgotten cock was receiving- He grew more unsightly by the second...

-and then you pressed a particularly soft kiss to the corner of his lips and he was done for. That was his first kiss-

-Though shocked, you'd pump Haganezuka through his orgasm. It'd be enough to go through his pants, and spill over your hand.

-He'd grip your robes, and will you closer to him. His heels would slam into the floorboard, and he'd try to bury his face in your neck, attempting to muffle the groan he'd loose, only to fail tremendously.

-He'd be huffy after. Mad at himself and disguising it as being mad at you.

-'Well, maybe you shouldn't touch me anymore, if you found it so gross! Did you consider that? Just not touching me- ever?'

-but you saw how sad he looked when you said you'd do whatever he wanted. What a simple man.

[ch3rriiii-bunn]

So unfair!

How the fuck do these 4 fine ass mfs get animated and no one's writing smut of them? I'll do it then🤦🏾‍♀️

Warnings: female bodied reader, lots of Degrading, 5 some, Dacryphilia, blood kink? (Just their sharp nails but not too much blood or deep cuts), MEAN DOMS (a little soft dom on Aizetsu part), squirting, humiliation(?), oral sex, rough sex, anal sex

"Hantengu please come out from the corner it was just a small vist from "that man" it's okay" you spoke in a gentle tone trying to calm him down while resting your hand on his shaking body.

"EEEEKKK!!! nooo! That man must've been so angry with me! He looked so mad!" Hantengu panicked and you tried not to laugh since muzan always had a resting bitch face. "You know you have clones right? Just send them to look for the spider, lily, " you said, which made the little old man turn your way with teary eyes and nodded.

When you first met Hantengu, he was hiding in a bush under a tree with just enough shade to cover him from the sun. Your first thought was to help this poor old man with an "allergy" to sunlight and help him to your house for the time being with an umbrella to sheld him from the sunlight. Later that day, you found out you actually rescued a demon, but luckily enough, Hantengu didn't try to kill you. In fact, he now lives with you and makes your home his. It was scary at first because this demon could kill you at any time, but he was always to himself but didn't mind having a human around.

The only difficult part was his clones since each one had their own personality and were much bigger than Hantengu, so dealing with them wasn't exactly the easiest. Whenever it was his turn to search for the spider lily, one clone would stay with you to make sure you wouldn't dare tell any demon slayers an upper rank was living at your house. Only this time, the most bitter clone was in charge of keeping his eye on you.

"Human. Bring me a human here now I'm staving, " said Sekido. You turned your head and looked at him with disgust. "For the last time, my name is y/n. If you can't say my name, don't ask for shit. It's night time. Go look for someone yourself, " you said, preparing your own food. "You stupid human if I go out there and eat you know those slayers will fine us," he said, looking at you furiously.

"Then that's not my problem now, is it?" You smirked and went back to your cooking. There was a moment of silence when you decided to turn your head again to check on Sekido when you noticed him look away quickly with a slight blush on his cheeks. You scoffed. "Were you checking me out just now?" You grinned.

"Absolutely not. All humans are ugly to me, so there's no way I'd be checking you out. " Sekido kept his head turned away from you with his arms crossed. You always had a thing for teasing Sekido since it brought some amusement, and it was way too quiet in your house with just the two of you.

You took off your kimono and put it to the side leaving you in your sarashi and skin tight shorts, Sekido growl "what the fuck are you doing? Put that back on" he said "it's my house and I'm making soup. It gets really hot and stuffy in here. What? Is the 200 year old demon shy to see a half-naked human?" You chuckled at how mad he got but in reality he was trying to relax himself from his cock growing any harder which frustrated him even more and you made it more difficult then he could imagine.

Once your food was done, you bent down searching for a bowl "Hey you want soup too?" You asked, shaking your hips a little."Oh wait, you demons can't eat normal foods since you'll just throw it up," you said and stood back up. "Can... you...!" You felt Sekido standing right behind you, and you turned around with a nervous smile."Heh heh... I went too far this time, huh? " You said, hoping he won't kill you, but you tried to stay calm.

"Put on your kimono. Now, " Sekido said with aggression in his voice holding your kimono in his fist. "You know it's been touching me this whole time, right?" You said bending over a bit more to make your ass rub against his cock and giggled "I can already tell through your clothes it big" you grinned and turned to face him "if you want to fuck me just say so" you said and hopped on the counter and pulled Sekido with your leg to close the gap between you two "no shame in that right?" You grinned, wrapping your arms around Sekido.

"Tsk." Sekido grabbed your hips and slammed his lips onto yours, kissing you deeply and forced his tongue in your mouth. He pulled his pants down just enough to expose his cock and grabbed a handful of your ass as he grinds himself over your clothed pussy. Deep grunts and heavy breaths came from Sekido as he broke the kiss and ripped off your shorts and sarashi right off your body. "You wanted to taunt me just for this? look at you, all wet just from kissing" he said rubbing his two fingers over your hole and then your clit making you mewl "what a slut you are. You should be fucking greatful I'm going to fuck you, being the worthless human you are" Sekido said breathlessly as he rubs his tip over your hole "fuck me please, i need you".

"Huhh? What's going on here?" Urogi opened the door with a cocky grin "wow you both sure are some freaks aren't ya?" Karaku tried to hold back a laugh while aizetsu just looked at you two in the act and turned his head away blushing. "Fuck off. Y/n was pissing me off this is punishment" Sekido said and you giggled "aw that's the frist time you said my name" you said as Urogi and Karaku aw'ed too making Sekido more furious. Sekido picked you up from the counter about carry you to your bedroom "that's not fair for us to do all the work and you just get to fuck y/n... y/n can we join too?" Aizetsu asked softly with Karaku and Urogi wanting to come too.

"Sure why not. That's only fair" you grinned

"Ngh! Haa haa your still so fucking tight. Even after I've came in you twice" Sekido groaned holding onto your hips thrusting his cock inside your filled up pussy. "Mhm too bad you can't see her fucked out face" Urogi caresses your face with his cock in your face "crying already?" He said and wipes your tears with his thumb "We're just getting started" Urogi smirked starts slapping his tip on your lips "open up and suck my cock like a good whore" Urogi said

You sat up as much as you could to level yourself to his cock while behing fucked by Sekido and grabbed his cock in your hand and started sucking it as much as you could and moaning on it. "my cock to big for your mouth y/n? I'm sure you can take more then that!~" Urogi grabbed your hair pushing his cock further down your throat making you choke a little but after some seconds you got use to his size and began to bob your head"that's right keep sucking~ I'm so close- fuck!" His head went back as he thrusts in your mouth.

After a few seconds both Sekido and Urogi came and pulled out a moment after. Sekido sat back as Urogi wipes his cum off your lips "we'd fuck you more but we can't be too gready now. Time to make two more demons cum got it?" He held your face making you look at him and you nod. "Good slut" Urogi smirked and tapped your cheek twice before moving away.

"You look so pitiful and weak right now. I don't think you can handle two more demons, y/n" Aizetsu said taking off his clothes and helped you sit up "no Aizetsu I can take it~ I'm fine I want more~ I can handle more" you bit your lip getting needy "of course you can but this time your gonna have two of us at the same time Kay?" He winked, and you knew what he went "haa what a pain... you have to stand up, but your legs are probably all weak and useless, aren't they?" Aizetsu asked as you shook your head and stood up with wobbly legs "it dosnt matter since you can hold onto our heads" he said holding your hips and then spread your ass cheeks open "w-wait Aizetsu are you!-" you gasped at the feeling of his tounge on your hole and as you were about to bend over Karaku caught you by the hips "Don't pass out on us yet, gonna fuck you real good" he smirked and started licking your clit.

Your moans grew louder from how sensitive you were from Sekido and Urogi. You couldn't help but cover your mouth in some embarrassment. "Don't do that" Aizetsu spanked you hard on your ass and you yelped "I want to hear you moan like the whore you are or eles this won't be fun at all" he said and went back to preparing you. "I was planning on not being so rough, but since you're so shy to let us hear you, I guess I'll have to go all out, huh? Do you want that? To be fucked stupid hmm?" Karaku asked fingering you and you could feel his smirk as his tounge flicks faster on your clit and you nodded whimpering from the pleasure.

After being prepared Aizetsu laid on his back and helped you on top while holding your hips looking at you shyly "your pussy has probably adjusted to our sizes so I'm going to slide right in" he said and as he puts his tip in you go down on it causing you both to let out a moan. "Ass up," Karaku spanked you and grabbed your ass "that hurts! Your nails are too long, " you whined, feeling his nails dig in your skin."That's a lie, y/n... your pussy is throbbing on my cock from that feeling" Aizetsu said

"Heh not only are you a whore but you like a bit of pain too? I could get use to this" Karaku said and slowly pushes himself in your ass making you let out a loud moan. The two demons then started to thrust their hips, making your whole body move. "You're gonna squrt for us this time, got it?" Karaku digs his nails into your hips, making you bleed a little."You didn't squirt before," he pants thrusting harder, "and that was so underwhelming. Be a good whore and make a mess on Aizetsu cock won't you?".

"Sekido was right, you're still so tight~ i-i don't think I'll last much longer" Aizetsu let's out soft moans and whimpers "but I'll try to just to see your slutty pussy squirt on me. I want it so bad~" Aizetsu said and moves his free hand to your clit and rubs it while sucking on your nipples. "T-too much! Aah!! It's too much, " you whined with tears streaming from your face from the pleasure that turned Aizetsu on ever more as he thrusts his hips up harder and faster making you scream in pleasure from him hitting your spot.

"That's right~ That's the voice I wanted to hear," Karaku pants, thrusting harder, making your skins clap, hitting your other gspot in your ass. Karaku slips two fingers in your mouth and whispers in your ear "look at you going stupid on our cocks~ you're so tight and cremaing all over Aizetsu's cock. So fucking sexy~ fuck I'm gonna cum inside this ass" Karaku said as he lifts your leg and thrusts faster in your ass. You could only reply with whoreish moans leave your lips getting close yourself

"Y/n y/n~ oh y/n fuck~ gonna cum inside you- ngh mhm~!" Aizetsu whines as his head fell back on the pillow and grabbing your waist as he came. "cumming- Cummings!" Karaku choked "Me too! Aahh!!!" You both came and this time you squirted just like how they wanted you too. After your intense orgasm your body collapsed on Aizetsu.

They pulled out, and Aizetsu rubbed your back. "I underestimated you. It looks like you are capable of handling 4 demons but I want you to do that again" Aizetsu thrust two fingers in your leaking pussy making you squeal "looks like the others aren't done too" he kisses your chin as you turn around to see the three demons with stiff cocks again "think you're ready for more?" Aizetsu asks and you nod

"Good girl~" Aizetsu said kissing your lips

[thee-horny-thicky]

Worship

A/N: This season has made me simp for both Akaza and Douma, so here's a smutty headcanon thing.

Akaza and Douma cannot stand each other. They’re complete opposites in almost every way, especially when it comes to their treatment of women. Akaza believes them to be untouchable, while Douma thinks that the most delectable flesh comes from beautiful young women.

However, they do have a single thing in common. Both men are huge fans of worshipping their partner’s body, in their own unique ways.

You see, both demon’s ideology steams from their adoration for women. Douma, being an egotistic hedonist, indulges his love for them by devouring their bodies, in my ways than one.

He enjoys making his partner feels good, as it's another way for his ego to be fed. Not only does he like their reactions, but he loves the taste of pussy. Yours in particular. He's a munch, your honor.

Getting a taste of your slick is a daily requirement, and when he's particularly desperate, he'll fall to his knees and pleasure you where you stand.

Given his sadistic streak, he adores blending pain and pleasure together. He’ll tie you up to make sure you can’t run from him, and when he’s feeling particularly cruel, he may blindfold you, so you won’t be able to guess his next move. The one thing he’ll never do, though, is gag you. He adores hearing your noises too much for that. He likes seeing you be pathetic, so he’s a huge fan of edging. He’ll play with you until you’re on the brink of orgasm, then stop his motions until you’re begging for him to let you cum. And once he does, he switches from edging to overstimulation. He’s a demon with stamina a human can only dream of, and he’ll keep going until you’re sobbing for him to stop. Often, you two are at it until the sun is peaking over the horizon.

And if you make him upset, he has an array of paddles and whips to spank you with.

On the flip side, Akaza despises the idea of inflicting pain onto women, making them completely off-limits when it comes to killing. When it comes to sex, he’ll treat you like the most precious thing in the world and draw orgasm after orgasm from you. He has a hard time expressing his emotions, so sex is his way of showing his love for you.

The only way he’ll taste a woman is when he goes down on her, and like any good munch, he’ll be licking and sucking for a while. His favorite way to eat you is when you’re resting on your forearms, ass propped in the air, and pussy on display. It gives him a great view of your glistening folds and throbbing clit, and when your pussy starts to get too sensitive from coming too many times, he’ll allow his tongue to venture to your ass. As taboo as it is, it makes you feel good, which is all he cares about. He doesn’t look like Sukuna for nothing.

Only when you’re well-prepared will he fuck you. He’s inhumanly large, and if you aren’t well-stretched and very lubricated, you have no hope of taking him. He’ll refuse to fuck you if your pussy isn’t dripping with your juices because God forbid that he hurts you.  There’s a reason those pants are baggy.  

Not only is his dick inhumane in size, but in appearance, too. His shaft has bulging veins and ridges that offer you some delicious stimulation. Instead of doming off, his cockhead is more of a pointed tip, providing you with an interesting sensation as he pounds into you. His unique additions make him even harder to take. But though the stretch may be a little painful, once you’re adjusted, he’ll have you drooling and cock drunk in no time ♥️

A/N: I might write a proper threesome with them because I'm down BAD 😩

[lavenderdrxp]

I've dug two graves for us, my dear..

Warnings: mention of character's death, not proof read, poor writing skills.

"I will return soon, I promise.."

He didn't. He never did.

Lies. All lies. He left you alone. He left you alone to suffer those endless night and days waiting for him to return. He left you alone to bare the suffocating feeling of longing.

And there were you, waiting for him like some loyal dog who waited for his master to return.

But he didn't. He never did.

When he said that he wanted to join his brother and work as a demon slayer you didn't stopped him. You believed in him. Your husband was a samurai after all. You trusted his abilities.

You believed that he would return, just as he promised.

But he didn't. He never did.

"my dear, I'd always love you..."

All lies.

He didn't. He never did...

If he did he would never had abandoned you and your kids.

They didn't matter to him, neither did you..

He abandoned you. He left you alone in his webs of lies.

"it's okay ...I would always wait for you, my dear...I promise"

You did. You always did.

Because, you've always loved him.

You fell for his lies. You waited for him. You believed that one day, he will return to you. You missed him. You missed his faint but breathtaking smiles. You missed how his lips would slightly curve upwards when Satsu try to imitate his gestures whenever he tries to practice, but ends up failing.

You missed how he would gently hold your newborn baby girl in his arms and admire her. You missed how he looked at you with those maroon eyes of him which never failed to make your heart jump.

You fulfilled your promise. You waited for him. You waited for Michikatsu, your husband, your love of life, to finally return. You always stared at the moon with a look of longing in your eyes as you waited for him to return.

You knew...you knew that those words of his were sweet little lies. You knew...that he would never return. But you still waited.

So, when we're at the verge of leaving this world finally, you gazed at the moon which was full that night shining ever so gently and parted your lips as a shaky breath left your mouth. Satsu held your hand and sobbed gently.

"it's okay, Michikatsu. I waited for you...and I always will in after life as well, my dear.."

You loved him after all.

But it seemed like he didn't.

He never did.

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[letstalkaboutshtufff]

Imagine Douma being infatuated with a Demon Slayer and each time they meet she tries to kill him but he only flirts and treats the fight like a date💜🩵

“I swear I’m going to lop that stupid head of yours clean off!”

“Oh little flower I do like it when you’re so bold”

“Stop talking like that creep!”

“I’ll stop if you come over here and give me a kis- woah!” Almost got me there hehehe

“If you let me train you, you’d be the best in no time! Although I would have a hard time keeping my hands off of you hehehe”

“….. I swear I’m going to kill you”

“Gotta catch me first chu” 😚

[kimandreaaaa]

Hey so can I request the upper moons with a S/O that has not talked to them for a while let’s say a month or a week.

Hello and thank you so much for requesting!

𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗖𝗥𝗜𝗣𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡: 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘂𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗼𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲. <𝟯

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦: 𝗔𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁,𝗙𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗯𝗱𝘂𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻.

𝗥𝗘𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗦: 𝗢𝗽𝗲𝗻, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶���� 𝗮 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲, 𝗜 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗿𝗲𝗴𝘂𝗹𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻 <𝟯

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Muzan

Muzan didn’t know what he had done too get you to not talk to him for that long. It just wasn’t normal for you to ghost him in that kind of way so he immediately thought that something had happened to you or worse. He had even asked one of the upper levels if they had seen you, but when the only answer was no he got very upset and frustrated.

Muzan had finally gotten enough and tried searching for you in the village where you lived, but too his surprise you weren’t there either. He was actually getting kind of pissed because he missed you so much, and he didn’t want to admit to him self that he needed you by his side.

A while later of searching, he had gotten help from his upper demons. In the end he had finally found you in the forest gathering supplements for the upcoming winter. When seeing you he immediately went up to you and hugged you tightly, he had been so down that he hadn’t realized the stress he had been feeling and when you were finally in his arms, all of his stress and frustration had vanished.

Akaza

Being with Akaza wasn’t that easy. He would go on long missions in varies of time and when he was gonna come home this time, you wanted to show him how it felt when he wasn’t around over long periods of time. You had planned everything so everything was in place, you had not planned on being away that long but enough for him too feel what you felt when he was away.

So when the time had come for him to arrive home you had already left. When Akaza had opened the door he didn’t suspect anything, yet. So when he was looking for you exited to see you, he slowly became more worried because you were no where to be seen. And after hours of looking he had officially lost it and began searching for you outside, in villages and even in peoples houses.

He had seriously gotten extremely worried for you and when he couldn’t find you he had found himself looking for Muzan and see if he knew where you were. But before he could reach him you had supposedly “shown up” and was ambushed by the angry Akaza. Lets say that you would never go outside alone unguarded again.

Douma

Douma and you didn’t like being apart from eachother, so when you had suddenly gone out he had already began worrying. But it had gotten to the point were he was absolutely obsessed on finding and searching for you day in and day out because you had actual gone missing. Douma had already contacted some of the upper moon in the earliests times of you going missing.

He was absolutely fixed on finding you because you were the only thing that kept him sane and from the memories of his last life as a human. In the meantime you were actually out with you’re family at you’re old house and forgot to write him a note where you were currently located. And you were so confused on why he hadn’t come to see you so you thought that he was angry at you for leaving without saying goodbye.

So when you had finally decided on going back home you were a bit nervous on what was waiting for you. Douma was already home, worrying and lashing out on one of his maids. So when hearing a knock on the door he was in a extremely bad mood. But when the door had revealed you, he was suddenly changed from a scary monster to a puppy happy to see his beloved home again. And from that moment on you and him were never apart from eachother, well apart from the bathroom ofcourse.

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𝗜𝗡𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡:

𝗠𝘆 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗻! 𝗜’𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗮 𝗯𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗜’𝗺 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂’𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗴 <𝟯

𝗛𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗿 𝘃𝗮𝗰𝗮𝘆! ♥︎

[tonixe]

☆ KNY DEMONS x fem! upper moon reader

n.o.t.e.s - the sword arc was so delicious to watch literally, I just wanted to write something tbh. 📢

w.a.r.n - some crack energy, fluff, doma being a menace to society,

w.c. - 753

The strings of the biwa ranged throughout the infinite castle, summoning the upper moons to the castle.

From those few, you were already there due to Muzan's orders. You were trying to busy yourself playing with your h/c hair, waiting for the upper moons to span in.

It was pretty boring for you; you couldn't sit on the floor because of how uncomfortable it was because you managed to disobey his orders by helping some hashira. It was even a miracle that you didn't die because you managed to do it every time; some demons thought you were in a relationship with Muzan, so it wouldn't be surprising.

You were bored out of your mind, trying to converse with Nakime, "So Nakime wanna go out after this meeting" you chimed, clapping your hands together, looking at the biwa lady.

You lifted your head to see a upper moons before you, "That was quick," you murmured; you heard a familiar annoying voice saying your name.

"Y/N-chan," Doma's voice ranged out, his hand touching your shoulder; he irked everything in your body, "Did you miss me, y/n-chan" he gave you a toothy smile, and you looked at him with disgust.

"Don't be like that, Y/n-chan. Maybe we can go to my place and-' Soon, you found Doma's head on the castle's floor, thanks to Akaza.

His whole body was irked by Doma's presence, "Thank you, akaza" You gave him a smile that made Akaza blush, and his once-white face turned red.

You heard Doma's whines in the background calling your name

"It was no problem" he placed a hand behind his back, looking away from you.

You soon saw Daki and Gyutaro span in the castle, "Y/N!" Daki yelled at you before tackling you into a hug.

"Hey Daki" you smiled, patting her head.

"Y/N, I missed you," she sang out, burying herself into you, "Maybe if you're not busy, you we have a makeover," she exclaimed, "Sure," you smiled, "Daki, what about me" Doma whined.

"Go kill yourself, you perv," Daki yelled while protectively holding you, "Oh, hi Gyutaro" You smiled at him, and you waved at him supporting Daki's weight.

Gyutaro's cheeks turned light pink, and you giggled from the reaction.

Soon Daki got pulled away from you by her brother; the upper moon one caught your eye, and you walked up to him, "Hi, kokushibo" you exclaimed, he was mostly quiet, but you manage to get the word out of his mouth.

He looked at you briefly before muttering a 'hello' and walking away. You eventually saw Hantengu on the floor, cowardly to himself, and Gyokko talking to Doma with his regrown new head.

A swift wind made your h/c hair blow back as all the upper moons bowed to their demon lord, which appeared out of nowhere. You just stood there looking stupid, "Oh, Muzan finally you here; I was getting bored," you muttered still standing, crossing your arm, cocking your head at him.

The uppermoons were astonished at what you just said to Muzan, you're probably the only one that manage to get away with disrespecting Muzan without getting punished or even dying.

You saw Muzan's eyebrow switching at your comment; you smiled from the reaction.

He shot you a glare before your hand was force by what it felt like air to sit down but, which led to your face buried into the tatami floor.

It earned from sniggers from the upper moons before everyone was silenced by Muzan.

The meeting was quick and short by Muzan degrading all the upper moons except Kokushibo; your head was still stuck as you struggled.

You manage to get your head help by someone grabbing onto your waist and pulling you out of the floor. Whoever this hero was you were probably grateful, because Muzan manage to get your head really stuck to the floor.

But unfortunately for you, it was Doma, holding your waist. "Y/n-chan, we should do this more often" he exclaimed before you punched his head away from you.

Forcing his grip on your waist away before you whipped your head to the loud voice of Daki and Akaza charging to Doma's headless body.

"Get your hands off her, you pervert" Daki and Akaza yelled before jumping Doma.

There were crushing the stronger demon; you deadpanned at the sight. While the upper moons was busy, Gyutaro was laughing at seeing Doma being attacked by Akaza and his sister.

It was pure chaos.

[dulaglutide]

Hello! Can I request some scenarios with yandere! Uppermoons (+ Hantengu’s clones)(separate) where reader who’s well behaved and asks them if she can take a walk by herself outside? The demons think she’s planning an escape so they secretly stalk her only to she her just gathering flowers to decorate the hideout/infinity castle with. (Maybe she notices them and just says; “Pretty aren’t they?” Idk-) I apologize if this is too many characters!

Yandere! Uppermoons x behaved fem reader!

(I did all of the uppermoons except for Daki, Gyutaro, and Gyokko because I don’t know how to write them) (Sorry if some of them don’t sound that yandere like) Warnings: swearing, sexual themes (Karaku), one mention of a cult (Douma), one mention of the words “good girl” (Karaku)

Kokushibo

He will not like this idea one bit

Since your so well behaved though he will let you go outside just to see if he can still trust you

When you go a little far he will watch you from afar seeing if you try to run

But when he sees you playing in and looking at flowers he is in shock

Why don’t you try to run? Maybe you do really love him? What if it’s a trick?

All of those possibilities were going through his head

But when you saw him and waved with the biggest smile on your face he just melted on the inside

He really chose the right person

Douma

He will say yes to see if you end up playing a game of cat and mouse

He loves chasing you then punishing you after

But he hasn’t needed to punish you in so long due to your well behavior

He wants to see if it was a trick the whole time so he takes you outside holding your hand and tells you not to go far

Well……you went a little far but you made sure you could get back and he could find you

He would be following you the whole time waiting until he can catch you and scare you

But when he hears you giggling at a rabbit you found he’s in awe

When you went back the way you came and back to the cult house he was so proud

Now you get to go outside more sue to how loyal you proved you are

Now you can escape much easier

Akaza

In that moment he almost snapped at you saying no once you asked but he stopped himself

This would be a good time to test your loyalty

Wouldn’t it?

He let you go outside and saw how happy you were to be in the out doors finally after so many years

He really didn’t want you to be alone due to the fact you might run and he didn’t want to deal with that today

But he left you alone

He was really watching you from a tree but what’s the difference

Once you started making a flower crown he was surprised and proud at the same time

You knew he was in the tree so you looked at him in the eyes, smiled, and said “thank you”

He knew he could trust you more now

Get out of there

Sekido

He will look at you like you have lost your fucking mind

But he ends up letting you go outside because he felt like it

You were well behaved and listened to everything he said so he had a little bit of hope that you wouldn’t run away because he doesn’t wanna deal with that shit

He will follow you and if you start to run away you will get electrocuted and back to square one when you were first kidnapped

When you stop walking and sit by a tree and just look up at the stars he’s surprised but thankful omg he isn’t angry for once

You ended up falling asleep on the tree so he picked you up and carried you back home

You just earned more of his trust

Karaku

He won’t be surprised that you wanted to go outside

Since you have been a good girl he will allow you to go outside and have fun

He warned you that if you ran off to far that there would be punishments

He followed you of course but you didn’t know he was there

You were playing in a flower field just dancing with the smile he loved so much

He was thinking about how much he wanted to fuck you those flowers loves you

Hearing your happy voice made him happy so now it is a daily routine for him to let you go outside (at night of course we can’t have you running away now)

He fucked you in the flowers because he couldn’t resist

Aizetsu

He would be very scared to let you go outside

But you have been very sweet and kind to him for a while now after your kidnapping

He let you go in the backyard of the little house in the woods and watched you from the window

You were sitting there staring at the stars kicking you feet back and forth

You knew he was watching you from the window so you waved your hand for him to come outside

He was slightly happy that you were asking him to do such a thing

He was so happy with how obedient you have become

Urogi (I am obsessed with his voice)

Urogi already takes you outside to fly with him

He will always hold you close so you can’t move much

But one night you wanted to go alone….

Urogi didn’t like that much

He thought you were going to try to leave him

He allowed you to only because of how good you have been lately

He followed you though making sure you pulled no tricks

He was very upset and mad that you wanted to go alone

He became more possessive because of that