#who gave you the right to do this to us Douma

[lucadrawss]

I'm sorry but can we just talk about these panels-

Like sir, who gave you permission to be both pretty and adorable-

I can't with this bitch I love him sm-

[married-to-google-translater]

Okay i saw your post asking for kny requests so id like to request smth, here me out.

What if muzan had a daughter who was married to douma and they have twin boys tgthr (obviously douma isnt exactly Muzans fav so he doesnt rlly like that but he wont stop her rlly) and the demon slayer corps find out that she exists and plan a whole kidnapping for questioning.

What do you think? Obvious if thats not exactly what your looking for in kny requests feel free to ignore this. Thanks you sm in advance and for all the wonderful fanfics u already blessed us with >.<

Muzan Kibutsuji

Oh hell

First, who gave you permission to marry Douma?

Muzan would have been absolutely against this union.

Douma is definitely not good enough for you.

No one in his opinion would bo.

Also, it would annoy Muzan that you have a thing called "own will".

Why don't you just marry Kokushibo?

Or almost anyone else...

But no...

You have to marry Douma.

Muzan did not hide his disappointment.

Douma would be best to be the perfect partner.

Even the slightest complaint from you could cost him his life.

Second, Muzan would be shocked when he cries that you were taken.

How dare they?

And where would Douma be during that time.

Didn't that idiot promise to take care of you?

Muzan would be really angry.

R.I.P the demon who had to break this news to him.

Muzan would really come to your rescue right away.

He would know you wouldn't tell anyone.

You're not that stupid.

But it would be a shame if you got caught.

When the rescue is done, it would be time to talk really seriously about your marriage with Douma.

[tonixe]

Hey can I pls have upper moons with a goddess storm/ororo Munroe reader? Or a scarlet witch/Wanda Maximoff reader?

♰ ★ 𝖀𝖕𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖒𝖔𝖔𝖓𝖘 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖆 𝖌𝖔𝖉𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗

n.o.t.e.s - OMG YES, I LOVE THIS IDEA!

w.a.r.n - None, doma being a menace, and the reader not reading the room.

p.a.i.r.i.n.g - various!Uppermoons x godess!reader

w.c - 675

You slowly opened your eyes to see a man with oddly but bright rainbow eyes staring at you. As you blinked several times before pushing yourself far away from the man.

Before the creepy figure chuckled " She's awake!" his odd monotone voice, made your body shake. As you quickly whipped your hand across your body sending a gust of red magic going towards the unknown man before he quickly dodges the attack.

While you stood up, trying to balance yourself onto the ground. "WHO ARE YOU" you yelled, as you looked at the blonde-haired man, baring your teeth at him. Before you stared around your surroundings, you saw a bunch of people—no demons. Staring at you, "What the fuck" you cursed under your breath, as the demons looked at you curious.

"Where am I" you barked at him, you felt your hands turning warm as your eyes glittered with red color. "You're in the Infinity Castle, thanks to the biwa lady!" he clasped his hands together, giving you a smile. You lowered your hands down. The color of your eyes flickering into their natural color.

"Where's the exit" you muttered, "A-"

"There are no exits" Akaza cut Douma mid-sentence, looking at your pissed-off figure. "What do you mean there are no exits, why am I here!" you yelled, walking to him but stopping mid-way.

"No exits, how the fuck did I get here" you barked, "You were here before any of us" Daki interrupted, you as she looked at you oddly.

She crossed her arms against her chest, she was young but dressed in revealing clothes, "How old are you" you said, pointing at her, "HUH? WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!?" she exclaimed, puffing out her cheeks.

"You look 14, and I don't think kids are supposed wear something like that" you said out, before registering what you said.

"HUH?!?" she yelled before she almost attacked you before her brother grabbed her. You cocked your head at her before you felt a strong aura spawning behind you, you immediately saw the demons bowing down.

Before you turned around to see a man, with black hair and red crimson eyes. His aura was creepy for you, as your body conscious started heating up, feeling your eyes glittering with color.

The unknown man gave you a look, that made you shake to your core. You manage to look at him in the eye, though fear paralyzes you.

Before his body-chilling voice ranged through the infinite castle. "What's the update on the blue spider lily," he said, nobody said anything, the atmosphere was tense.

"I said, what is the update" he yelled out, before someone spoke up, "W-well, Lord Muzan. The location of it is unknown, but I do have some information about" one of them, you guessed demons said. His whole appearance was odd to you, it was a body coming out of a vase, and his eyes and mouth were in opposite places.

"Well, are you going to be an idiot or say it," Muzan said, it was a flashed, that the demon's head was in his hand. Before the he started rambling about the information he had, when he was done, his head was throwing to the ground, as you at the head rolling.

"Since you guys can't find a simple flower, I found something better," Muzan said before he shortly degraded the uppermoons.

"You" you were snapped out of though, as he pointed at you.

"You're going to find it" he said, turning his body towards, shortly all eyes were on you.

"Me?" you pointed at yourself, "what is a spider lily" you questioned, deadpanning. "Huh," Muzan said, "Do you seriously don't know what a blue spider lily is" Muzan said, twitching his eyebrows.

"No.." you said, cocking your head to the side.

"Are you serious right now" he closed his eyes, and put his hand on his nose bridge, in a pissed-off expression.

The upper moons just looked at you incredulously, "So.. could I go home now?" giving him a smile.

[doumadono]

A fit of jealousy - Akaza x Reader x Douma

Synopsis: Douma's constant touches on you ignite a raging fire of jealousy in Akaza, causing him to grow increasingly angry

Akaza watched from a distance as Douma pulled you close, his arms wrapped around your waist as he whispered something in your ear. He could feel his blood boil as he watched the way you giggled and leaned into Douma's touch. It was becoming unbearable to watch his partner being constantly touched by Douma. As he approached the two of you, Douma gave him a smug grin before turning his attention back to you. Akaza gritted his teeth, trying to control the anger that was building up inside of him. He couldn't believe that Douma was so bold to touch his partner in front of him like that. "Douma," Akaza growled, his voice low and menacing. "Can I speak with you for a moment?"

Douma shrugged, releasing his hold on you. "Sure thing, Akaza-dono!"

As Akaza and Douma walked away, you watched them go with a confused expression. You had no idea what had just happened, but you knew it couldn't be good.

Once they were out of earshot, Akaza turned to Douma with a scowl. "What the hell is wrong with you? Why do you insist on touching Y/N like that?"

Douma rolled his eyes, clearly not intimidated by Akaza's anger. "Oh come on, Akaza-dono! You know there's nothing going on between us. It's just harmless fun, and I like her much."

Akaza's scowl deepened. "It's not harmless. It's disrespectful. You have no right to touch her like that."

Douma crossed his arms, a smirk on his face. "And who are you to tell me what I can and cannot do? Last time I checked, she's her own person, not your property."

Akaza's fists clenched at his sides. "I never said she was my property, but she is my partner. And as her partner, I expect you to show her some respect."

Douma raised an eyebrow. "And what if I don't? What are you going to do about it, Akaza-dono?"

Akaza took a step forward, his eyes blazing with anger. "If you don't stop touching her like that, I'll make you regret it."

Douma let out a laugh. "Is that a threat? I thought you were better than that, Akaza-dono! You're just jealous because you know you can't make her feel the way I do, and I'm not putting in much effort!"

Akaza's rage boiled over. Before he even realized what he was doing, he had swung a punch at Douma. In a swift and merciless motion, he struck Douma's head, severing upper part of his head from the rest. Blood sprayed everywhere, drenching the wooden floor with crimson.

As soon as Douma took the hit, his body reacted almost instantly. The wound that was inflicted on him started to regenerate, the demon's regenerative powers quickly healing the damaged tissue. Within moments, the wound had disappeared, leaving only a faint scar as evidence of the attack. Douma retaliated with a swipe of his fan.

Akaza dodged with ease, his eyes glinting with fury as he lunged forward again.

The two of them circled each other, both ready to fight. You trailed them into the adjacent chamber and watched with horror, not knowing what to do. You had never seen Akaza like this before, and it scared you. Akaza proved to be a devoted partner, with his caring nature and protective demeanor, yet when it came to Douma, his boundaries seemed to vanish. As the tension between Akaza and Douma escalated, you could feel the anger and resentment radiating off of them in waves. You knew that this argument was about to spiral out of control, and you couldn't let that happen. Without hesitation, you stepped between the two of them, facing Akaza and placing a gentle hand on his chest. "Enough. This is ridiculous. You're both acting like a bunch of children."

Akaza glared at Douma. "He's the one who started it." Akaza's eyes blazed with fury as he glared at Douma over your shoulder, but your presence seemed to have a calming effect on him. Slowly, he began to relax, his muscles unclenching as he took a deep breath.

Douma held up his hands in surrender. "Fine. You won, I'll back off. Just calm down, Akaza-dono! It's not worth getting this worked up over, but if anyone were to ask for my subjective opinion, which I doubt any of you care about or value, I would suggest seeking anger management classes or other means of controlling your recent aggressive behavior, Akaza-dono."

You turned to face the Upper Moon Two, giving him a stern look. "And you," you said, your tone firm but not unkind, "Don't you think you should be more respectful of Akaza's feelings?"

Douma's expression softened, and he nodded. "Well, maybe you're right," he grinned. "I'll be more careful in the future, although comprehending emotions is a challenging task for me…"

Akaza snorted derisively. Soon, he took a deep breath, his fists unclenching. He knew that you were right. He couldn't act like a fussy baby. You were the most important thing in his life, and he didn't want to risk losing you over something as stupid as jealousy.

As the tension between the two demons dissipated, you felt a sense of pride and satisfaction wash over you. You knew that you had helped them avoid a potentially disastrous confrontation, and you were grateful for the opportunity to keep the peace.

As the three of you walked away from the confrontation, Akaza pulled you close, his arm protectively wrapped around your waist. He knew that he couldn't stop Douma from being who he was, but he also knew that he would do anything to protect you.

[ch3rriiii-bunn]

How good are they at doing hair?

Got excited to make this one♡♡♡

Warnings: black reader (will mention different hair textures/styles), humor

Akaza

- is decent with doing hair since in his human life he had experience to comb out hair and put it up in a bun (even tho he dosnt remember who he did it for). Doing your 4c hair wasn't too much a challenge when he just followed what you said to do

- you'd have to remind akaza that it doesn't hurt everytime he combs your hair out. He thinks because he's pulling your hair hard it's gonna hurt you and it was sweet but funny

- "can I twist your hair again? It's quick and easy. it also looks good on you" and "can I take them out for you the next day?"

- twists on you is akazas favorite thing on you and he enjoys doing it

- praises praises, so much praising from akaza when your hair is done

- he threatened a male human to make a bonnet just for you and brought it to you as a gift, blushing like crazy

Douma

- pretty good at it and enjoys doing your hair

- he had to learn over time that he needed to ask before touching your hair and not just play with your curls at random

- douma's favorite thing was wash days. He'd literally get in the shower with you to wash your hair, his favorite part was brushing your wet hair and watching your curls spring back up

- when you explained to douma what a Bonnet was and how you needed one he crafted random hats until he got it right and gave it to you as a gift

- "no y/n don't put your hair in a bun! I love seeing your hair out" and "I'm bored. Can I play with your curls? Pretty please!"

- gets sad when you don't do your hair without him

Kokushibo

- thinks he's good at doing your hair but is actually not

- you'd think kokushibo doesn't pay attention to you when your doing your hair but he actually is

- kokushibo rarely expresses his like for something but whenever your looking at yourself in the mirror he'll stare at you in aw even tho it looks creepy

- "it's quite... beautiful" and "i love it"

- when kokushibo held a afro pick in his hand for the frist time he started using it like a regular comb. Even when you showed him how to use it he kept doing it the same way but in different angles thinking he's doing it right

- as for a bonnet he though putting silk pillowcase would be better for you and less trouble of you did have a bonnet and happen to lose it

Tamayo

- a perfectionist at doing your hair

- definitely the best demon to do your hair, like look at hers!

- Tamayo loves to do flat twists on your hair and put it in a bun at the back just like hers

- "y/n it's time for me to do your hair" and "look, i brought another hair pin to use. I think it would look lovely on you"

- like douma tamayo would feel down if you did your hair instead of her. In general your someone tamayo likes to look after

- Tamayo makes your bonnets, head wraps and any moisturizer your hair would need

Nakime

- not very good but is open to try

- you're the one actually doing nakimes hair all the time by brushing it out and styling it the way she likes it

- nakime would sit down and watch you take sections of your hair and brushing it out using the moisturizer from the aloe plant

- your afro is big and thick. Enough to cover your eyes similar to nakime which is what her more motivated to help you do your hair

- "like this? I need to hear your corrections on what I have to do y/n" and "we both have our hair covering out eyes... Interesting"

- even though nakime is emotionless around the other demons she's shown to be affectionate with you since she manged to get matching bonnets with you

Sekido

- his hair is wavy, your hair is wavy of course he's good but you'd have to beg him to do your hair of you were tired

- absolutely hates when you move your head when he's brushing your hair. If you complained about your tender scalp he'll literally call you names

- "you should be greatul I'm taking time out my day to do this. Say thank you" and "if you keep moving and changing your mind on a hair style I'm going to cut your hair off"

- gets you a bonnet to match the clothes you wear at night. Anything for his precious human even tho he won't tell you that

Aizetsu

- decent at doing your hair but will get sad if he can't help you since you had tighter curls (4b)

- normal black girl things is when your hair just isn't working with you those days so when that day came and you were frustrated Aizetsu offered to help but the brush snapped leaving you in tears and Aizetsu began to cry to because your upset and he felt bad

- you're the one who gets it together and calms the both of you down so when wash your hair Aizetsu puts it up in two buns

"Its like im doing a dolls hair. A pretty doll" And would just have a soft smile on his face which is a rare site to see

- as for a bonnet he went to one of his brothers to get you one since interacting with other humans ment killing right after and he just wasn't in the mood to do so

Karaku

- do not let this man near your hair

- he got a comb stuck in your hair one time and he laughed at you slugging to get it out for 20 minutes. He even tempted you to just cut it out but you got the comb out, the crazy part is you just asked him to make a part on the back of your head

- "y/n do those mini buns again! It looks super cute on you (bantu knots)" and "you can get stuff stuck in my hair and I can try to take it out ahah!"

- That's supposed "bonnet" Karaku brought back for u was just a shower cap. A win is a win

Urogi

- a bully. Like Karaku do not let this man near your locs

- almost gave you a heart attack when you were retwisting your locs and he said he'd pull one out but didn't, laughing crazy at the fear on your face

- "you're taking to longggg C'mon take a break from retwisting and have some fun with me!" And "you're locs are gorgeous on you"

- when he heard "protect your hair" because you needed a bonnet he used some of his feathers that came off easily to make a hat instead of a bonnet. It was a long argument that night leading you to get your own bonnet

Muzan

- Doesn't do your hair. He could but just doesn't

- tells you where to get the stuff you need for your hair because he won't get it

- "you're hair in corn rows is beautiful on you. Wear your hair like that for the next upper moon meeting"

- like kokushibo he just has all your pillows have silk pillowcase on them

- when muzan is in a good mood, he'll bring back accessories to put in your hair

[viridwns]

The foreign darling not knowing what oni is is so funny.

But also my only exposure to oni growing up was from. lego ninjago. like the kids cartoon. and I think if my only exposure was lego ninjago and then I met oni who like. Can’t even go out in sunlight. I’d literally be like “wow you guys are so lame.”

I think I’m just mean and like associating things with my childhood though.

Lmao, I get it tho.

You are kidnapped by someone who calls himself the demon king. He is terrifying even with his composed composure.

And then you find out that this overlypowerful creature can't go in the sun and is allergic to a tree. Just like the rest of his oni's.

That just earns you the right to bully them.

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"Why can't I go outside in the sun with one of you guarding me? If you're so afraid of me running away, it seems like a logic option."

You look up at Muzan with pleading eyes. Your hands are intertwined and you're on your knees; like you're praying in church to virgin Mary.

Muzan looks at your begging form with disinterest.

"No. How many times do I have to refuse your request until you give up?" Muzan says with annoyance lacing every word. You ignore the warning sign to not push him further.

"But why? I'm allowed to go out at night with one of you with me." You stood up, hands crossed over your chest like a child who's refusing to eat their vegetables.

You knew Muzan had a strong dislike to questions. He never answered them, unless when it meant that you were going to praise him...or to terrify you into silence.

"You're getting on my nerves now." He warned you. Something he only did with you. He never gave a heads up to anyone, instead he always chose to get rid of them immediately. It spared him a migrain or two.

"Just answer me! It's not like you're a vampire who can't go out in the sun." You laughed, Muzan stiffened.

Your eyes widened and your mouth fell open.

"You are playing games with me." You said in disbelief.

Muzan didn't give you a response, the only thing indicating you had found out his weakness was the deepened frown and the harsher glare on his face.

You couldn't help but laugh.

"That is so lame! You, the demon king himself, can die by a bit of sun!" It was all comedical to you.

Muzan didn't appreciate your display of emotions to his weakness. He thought you were looking down upon him.

"I could still give you the worst death imaginable if you continue like this."

You stiffeled a giggle.

"Yeah but I can atleast go out in the sun without dying from sunburn."

RIP your legs because you can't use them anymore after that comment.

You don't stop joking about their situations though, even Douma was annoyed by you.

Muzan just prays that you, his little menance, don't find out about his distaste to wisteria...

[ineed-douma-sobadly]

𖹭𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓽𝔂 𝓭𝓸𝓵𝓵 𖹭

warnings !!: husband!douma x wife!reader, penetration, thrusting, dick sucking/riding, dirty talk !!

this ones for u🫵🏽@alastor-96

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You and douma didn't expect to have twins. when the doctor announced it, you where dumbfounded but your happy to now have a family with your husband you loved most.

once you both got home, the babies staying at the hospital for the night, you and douma ended up next to each other as he pet through your hair. you noticed doumas face was blushing red but you had no idea why.

soon after, you fell sound asleep in his arms. douma began whispering into your ear as you where drifting asleep.

until, his voice woke you up saying, "going to sleep so soon darling?~"

you could hear him getting turned on but still, you didn't know why.

douma hands traced down your backs slipping your pants off.

"douma?" You said while breathing unevenly. you knew what he wanted but still getting no idea of what he's doing.

douma responded with a small 'hm' before you asked why he was acting like this.

"well you see, my precious lotus~you and only you are suitable for my children!~anyone else wouldn't be any better~" douma whispered reassuringly into your ear.

that gave you everything you needed but it wasn't piecing together. why would he want to fuck you for carrying his offsprings? you didn't ask anymore questions. you went silent staring into his desperate eyes.

"douma, the whole reason we unexpectedly got twins was because you fucked me on multiple occasions while I was pregnant." You said unsure of what was going to happen after. douma than got up and grabbed something out the drawer.

douma then got back onto the bed, making you underneath him. douma took off his belt causing his pants to fall down and put his hard cock at your entrance.

"that could be true but..~" douma teased

"but what?" You said while trying to ignore how he was close his hot throbbing dick to your clit, making you feel turned on as well. you felt yourself about to cum.

doumas eyes gave you a seducing look while the opening the condom he got from the drawer.

"who said I couldn't fuck you with protection?~" doumas voice at that moment almost had you over the edge.

doumas lips met yours and it felt like that moment was forever. once it broke up, doumas hand slowly started to go to your neck while you could feel him put his dick into you slowly while thrusting a little bit to keep it from slipping. before you knew it he was pounding deep into you. his breathes slowly turned into whimpers as he stopped putting himself into you.

douma soon took himself out of you. both of you were breathing heavy with all the tension between you two. you lips made its way to doumas again but each second was and more hungry and harsh. douma freed his hand off you neck and put one cuffing your face and the other was lapping your folds.

douma soon got up from the kiss, a trail of saliva connecting you and him. douma started kissing all over your neck and stopped somewhere along the back of you neck.

doumas shakey breathe was resting on you. "Your so wet for me, love~ now tell me, when I play with you like this, you love it, don't you~? " doumas hand that was by your wet cunt was going deeper with each word.

"your my little fuck doll, a pretty. fuck. doll. you don't mind me penetrating you non stop and making your eyes roll back as you moan my name. you dont mind at all do you~"

you were completely tranced out by all that was going on. but you knew he was right.

"am I right?~" Douma teased. you were unresponsive and going cock drunk. "so your unresponsive hm~ well I'm about to penetrate the fuck out of you. since that's what you want!~" doumas hand then thrusted into you making you moan loudly but having douma hush you. "sh-sh~ we can't have everyone hear me use my favorite little girl right~?" douma practically whimpered.

when his thrust slowed down, and took his fingers out of you, he sat up over you and licked your juices off his fingers staring deep into your eyes. at this point, you couldn't even think straight. your mind was one on you wanting and yearning for douma. for all of him. douma saw right through you. he sat up and took you off of him to show you his long standing cock with his legs spread open.

he looked at you dead in the eye. "go on. I know you want it~" douma moaned while holding his cock.

after staring for a couple seconds, Douma grabbed your head and forced you near his crotch. "I want you to do it 𝓹𝓮𝓽 ~ go on. I'm waiting~"

you couldn't do anything but stare at it. you never did something like this. but to do it for your husband, was more nerve wracking.

as you were zoning out, douma broke it by slamming your face into his dick making you gag.

"your such a-ah~! good girl~"

after about ten minutes, douma released your head from his hands and let you get up. "you did amazing my dear~ now c'mon, sit on my lap~!" doumas seducing voice lend you over to him while petting his thigh.

you were absolutely stuck in place. you couldn't process everything that was going on. you stood there on all fours staring into his eyes before he picked you up and sat you on his dick before you knew it.

"Now, go up and down~ I believe in you~!" it hurt so badly you were afraid you would scream with jus one small movement. you held onto doumas shoulders as if your life depended on it.

"you need help beautiful?~" douma teased but he would help if you needed it (𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓱 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓲𝓭 𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓵𝓹)

"n-no douma. I got it.." you whispered trying to get yourself together. it wasn't long after before douma grabbed your waist and moved you into him.

"see~! up and down~!" douma instructed you, basically teasing.

douma was absolutely put on for the noises that escaped your mouth while riding him. it was a dream for him. you yourself enjoyed it to be honest with yourself. a smile appeared onto your mouth as a wave of pleasure went through you as he moved you everywhere you wanted and 𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓭𝓮𝓭 to be. douma would whimper everytime you gripped his hair when he hit your g spot over and over.

after all, douma needs to give his pretty toy attention and what she wants.

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if the beginning sucks its bc I was rushing to get this out as soon as I could

[xjulixred45x]

Hiiii I just read SatoSugu x Douma reader and I loved it! :3

I was wondering if you could do a headcanon about Ieiri Shoko adopting a Nezuko Kamado! Reader and her brother Tanjiro? Like imagine two 5 year old children walking around the streets of Japan homeless because their family was massacred by a special grade curse and they were the sole survivors. And the reader’s wounds were exposed to the curse which kinda transformed into a vampiric like state.

Like in a universe where Toji didn’t kill Riko, and Geto didn’t turn evil. Like the twins, megumi, tsumiki, reader and tanjiro having little playdates. It be so cute! And reader being so shy around Geto and Gojo so she hides behind Shoko. But also protective of Shoko :3

and maybe Nezuko! Reader when she’s older she develops a crush or gets a girlfriend and its Nobara Kugisaki

YES!!! SHOKO CONTENT!!! THANK YOU!!

Lieri Shoko x Nezuko! Reader(+ Tanjiro! Reader)

Genre: Headcanons

Reader: female

Warnings: Divergent canon AU where Geto didn't turn evil and Toji didn't kill Riko, a happy AU. Smoking, some Angst, Fluff, Reader has the Powers and personality of Nezuko Kamado of Demon Slayer, Reader has a brother. I think is all.

To be honest, I can see how Shoko wasn't going to take care of the siblings voluntarily at first.

Let's see, I'm not saying that she didn't like children, just that she was too self-aware that her work environment and herself were not the best for a child, let alone two who had gone through a traumatic situation.

When she read the incident reports and autopsies of the parents, she felt bad for the children.

A curse of a special degree had invaded their house and killed their parents and siblings. The children hid quickly, which saved their lives, but they did not leave without both physical and emotional scars.

Shoko had to check on the youngest, (reader), who, thanks to long exposure to cursed energy, had gotten sick.

Although that was definitely common, the girl's rapid healing process was not.

It was something strange, it was as if his body began to absorb the cursed energy as a survival mechanism.

and his older brother, the other survivor, was largely unaffected, but he was definitely worried about what would happen to him and his sister once the checks were over.

Shoko wondered the same thing. They couldn't just return them as if nothing happened. Maybe they would hand them over to some clan?

Imagine Shoko's surprise when she found out that the brothers were going to live with her temporarily for "safety" reasons☠️

They weren't fooling Shoko, they wanted to keep the children close to see how they developed as sorcerers and how to use them in the future, especially the girl, but she really couldn't do much against that.

After all, being the only doctor with a reverse technique, Shoko had a high level of security, so if the children would be safe anywhere, it would be with her.

although it definitely didn't mean it was easy.

Shoko spent much of the time before the children's arrival moving things, throwing away papers, organizing her house, so that it was habitable for two more children.

She also had to moderate her gloomy attitude towards children for now in order not to generate a regression as a result of the trauma.

She had to learn not to smoke inside her own home.

It was a great adjustment. and Shoko hates it at various points.

and it was worse when she didn't love the children right away, she felt like she was changing her life completely for strangers.

Fortunately it was not something that lasted for long.

(reader) and her brother were good children, quite good, they didn't cause problems, they ate what Shoko gave them and above all they were calm. maybe too much.

Sometimes Shoko worried that they were too quiet for their ages.

which prompted her to want to interact more with them.

In part he did it with the excuse that it was to have more information about the (reader's) condition, but it was quite obvious that he cared about the children.

but especially their health.

Shoko being Shoko let the children make their mistakes to learn from them, which included getting hurt, she expected to have to treat the boobs but was surprised when she saw, again, the rapid healing of (reader).

so it's not just with cursed energy, it's with all the wounds.

Shoko watched the children in their period of adjustment and recovery while doing what she could to make them comfortable, such as telling them a story (which she had to buy), making them food, giving them some private classes in the cursed energy (and them understanding as much as Geto and Gojo), etc.

Shoko was...starting to enjoy the company, the movement, the activity...

The children's enthusiasm and optimism was contagious, especially from (reader)'s brother, Tanjiro, who was always trying to help with anything around the house, see the positive side, and being generally sunny.

(reader) on the other hand was a somewhat cryptic case, she was a good girl, yes, but at the same time she barely spoke, she was more reserved, but she definitely had potential.

that was what worried Shoko.

She has seen what Jujutsu does to people, what the ACADEMY does to people, taking something good and crushing it.

She didn't want (reader) to go through something like that, she had already been through a lot in her life.

If possible, he will ask Geto and Gojo for help in keeping the higher-ups away from the children, which they both gladly do.

Shoko also exposes them to other children with their special abilities, such as Megumi, Mimiko and Nanako, they get along quite well despite their differences (the reader and Tanjiro are somewhat afraid of Geto and Gojo, but at least they feel safe with Shoko there) .

Thus, they grow with better management of their skills and, above all, a better understanding of the jujutsu environment.

If we go to the most general ideas, Shoko is the empowering "cool mom" who lets you get away with anything as long as you don't hurt yourself (she doesn't give a damn about anyone else).

Shoko is "fine" with her children wanting to join the sorcerers, but she will also be quite clear about all the possible risks (and will threaten Satoru with death if her children do not return safely).

If her children still want to be sorcerers, then she accepts it, she even supports their courage quite a bit.

I think that Shoko, taking advantage of ( reader's) healing ability, would try to teach her reverse ritual technique, hopefully now using words that she can understand and thus be more useful in fights or outside of them. You could really use an assistant after all.

Now that her children are grown, she allows herself to be her normal, somewhat scary self, so to annoy them from time to time she throws super random or super deadly data on the human body as "fighting tips" or how to dismember someone, For example.

She finds it funny how, having been practically raised by her, they still turned out so good-natured.

Although don't get me wrong, Shoko will be a somewhat carefree mother but that doesn't mean she doesn't care about her children.

If (reader)/her brother comes depressed because a classmate died, they had a horrible mission or they are simply down, then she will sit with them, give them some tea (or a cigarette if they want) and comfort them in her own way.

She wants her children to feel like they can count on her and tell her what they feel, not be the "my mom is going to kill me" type of guardian.

And above all, he is afraid of losing (reader) and Tanjiro for that very reason, that they cannot say things.

Shoko is brutally honest with her children, so she expects the same. She knows when to praise them and when to criticize them.

that in all aspects of life, both school and out of school.

in love for example.

(reader) is someone with little experience in love, so Shoko will always be honest when she thinks a boy doesn't suit her, even if it sounds ugly or causes a fight, she prefers a passing storm to a permanent hurricane.

The same goes for Tanjiro, but we could say that the two of them team up to protect (the reader)'s back as much as possible from jerks.

Honestly, Shoko would be more than fine with LGBT children, simply because then she won't have to deal with certain additional problems.

I mean, if (reader) had a crush on Nobara for example, seeing that she is a good girl and that she is good for (reader) because she accepts her into her home.

although she definitely gives him/her the shovel talk in case she/he ever dares to try to hurt her daughter :)

and also Shoko's threats SHOULD definitely not be taken for granted.

She has already become very, VERY attached to them for the higher-ups to want to do some dirty tactics with them in order to maintain "peace" in the system.

even without Gojo or Geto helping her, Shoko is BRUTAL on her own.

If they tried to take the kids to another family, I think it would be one of the first times that Shoko loses her cool and is panicking, it's not like she would let it happen, but she wouldn't think that would happen in the first place.

You could say that children really change her priorities.

If they try to commit any of the children to a member/heir of one of the clans, it is a big NO NO and she will make the epic move of eloping with the children on the wedding day. she is like that💅

Experiments with ( reader) because of her special ability? Over her cold.dead.maggot infested BODY.

Do you hurt any of them? It's your last day. prepare to be received at the morgue, not necessarily dead yet :)

She literally becomes feral.

Even if he doesn't mean it, he might threaten to quit his position as a doctor if they try any moves with the kids, which has worked, for now.

But either way, there's nothing to worry about. Shoko is a mother bear who protects and loves her strange and extraordinary children very much.

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Aaaaaa it's been so long since i enjoyed writing for JJK so much!

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[sanriokamabodo]

Interview with Akaza + Douma (Actor!AU)

A/N: wanted to write this as a full on fic but who am i kidding (not proofread haha..)

“Hi I’m Hakuji Soyama and I've had the honour to play Akaza since the Mugen Train Arc” He gives a brief nod after his introduction. Slinging his right leg over the other, he glances at his counterpart who awkwardly raises his hand.

“...And I play Douma.’’ He states, causing Akaza to erupt into a fit of laughter, the audience and interviewer joining him instantly.

“Well that’s one way to introduce yourself.” Akaza grins, dramatically wiping a tear away from his eye.

“So tell me, what’s it like behind the scenes?"

"I think everyone gets along great, we all have a similar end goal in mind and work hard to achieve that together."

Douma nods before starting. "This is my first big time job and everybody has welcomed me with open arms. The writers even listened to my ideas and we've made some changes together for me to portray him better."

"We've heard rumours about you all doing your own stunts. Is it true?"

Akaza sighs making Douma laugh.

"You know that one scene in the infinity castle where I parkour around like it's nobody's business? That took a week to film, I nearly had to relearn to walk again because I was dangling in the air so much."

"Tch, you're so dramatic." Douma quips.

"You didn't make it any easier for me! You know how ticklish my feet are and you kept taking advantage of it while I was hanging from the ceiling!" He scoffs jokingly. "You guys better appreciate that scene." He laughs, making the audience cheer for the duo.

"How do you guys get ready for a day of shooting? Walk me through the day you started filming the uppermoon meeting."

"Make-up is the first thing we do, during make-up we go over our scenes together."

"Whose make-up takes longest?"

"Hantengu's by a long shot. He's actually really good looking in real life."

"I second that. I think Hakuji's the quickest since he has temporary tattoo's and dyed his hair for the part. He only needs to put in his contacts."

"Muzan's actor is actually really soft-spoken in real life, we had to reshoot the 'Upper Moons' meeting a lot because he would be to gentle with us and we would end up laughing." Akaza chuckles.

"Who do you respect most among the actors?"

"I respect everyone, especially the younger actors! They're super professional. I shot a scene with Ume who plays Daki and she gave me a lot of useful tips."

"The way Rengoku's actor portrays him gave me chills. He did so beautifully! I really respect him!"

"Hakuji came home crying after they filmed Rengoku's death scene." Douma teases.

"It was a long day, alright?"

"Yeah, you guys live together right?"

"We've been best friends since we were like five, so becoming roommates when we both wanted to go to theater school was an easy decision."

"Is your friend a bit like the character he portrays?"

"Absolutely not! When we're not shooting he's cooped up in his room playing video games all day. I don't know how he maintains his figure because all I see him eat is instant ramen. I'm even convinced he's a virgin." He cooes at Douma, pinching his cheek.

"Get off me!" The platinum haired man laughs. "Like you're anything like Akaza, you manwhore."

Akaza shrugs, a sly smirk on his face. "I know a bit of martial arts. That's like my character, I guess."

"The karate workshop we had when we we're eleven? Really, that's your knowledge of martial arts?"

Akaza nods seriously, trying to hold in his laugh.

"Wow, you're really something..."

"We're almost out of time." The interviewer states. "Anything you want to add before we round this interview up?"

"I can't recommend watching Demon Slayer enough! I've never been so proud of a show or movie I've done, this is next level."

"What he said, and hi mum!" Douma says, waving at the camera with a toothy grin.

"Give a round of applause for the one and only Akaza and Douma! Thank you for the interview."

[demonslayedher]

Things that ran through my mind while watching this episode:

--s-

--SWORDS

--Sorry, gotta recover from the beautiful ending theme which is unique to this episode--the one that plays after the opening theme which they tagged onto the end of this one. It was just--look at that--those Nichirin blades are so shiny and textured, that is A++ use of computer modeling right there which you can get away with if you have character models there too, they are beautiful, and it is poetic how it mirrors the clip in the opening theme of all the swordsmen. Also, the colors, the lighting, all that gorgeous attention to detail on the steps of smithing a sword! I was cheering with every step! Tamahagane! Mizuheshi! Hammering and folding the billet! Lengthening and shaping the blade! Ya--

--NO

--NO!!!!!!!

--No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, stop!!! How dare you do that to that beautiful blade!?!?!?!?! You render it breakable and useless!!!!!!

--Huff, huff, huff

--Let me back up and say that this was the second time I yelled "no" while rewatching this episode, because they briefly did it during the clip of Tanjiro passing by the workshops, too (which was otherwise wonderful). I also cannot take credit for noticing it myself, because fellow sword nerd @heartbroken4ever noticed it while these episodes were still new and made brief mention of the katana plunged in water being bothersome. We discussed it a little at the time, and since then, my research has put me through learning metullurgy in more detail, including a lot about this yaki-ire process of hardening the sword by submerging it in cold water. THE VERY BIG PROBLEM WITH THIS SCENE IS THAT IT IS SUPPOSED TO BE INSULATED WITH CLAY SO THAT IT ACTUALLY TAKES ON THE PROPER QUALITIES OF A KATANA. With how much attention to detail Ufotable otherwise gave the sword details and sword smithing process, I can only assume they did this because the viewers might be confused about a murky, bumpy-looking sword, and leaning the swords uninsulated as they plunged them into the water--twice!!--was for the sake of not losing the people who are not sword nerds.

--But, I am still mad at them for setting Yuukaku-hen in late fall BECAUSE THOSE MATSUTAKE MUSHROOMS ARE NOW OUT OF SEASON --griping aside! Tee hee hee hee hee, look at you, Ufotable, being such show-offs with the Infinity Fortress! I loved the sound design in this place and the flutes they added to the demony background music

--While wondering how Ufotable might show off in the first episode of Pillar Training on the theatrical release, it occurred to that we will get to witness Zenitsu witnessing Nezuko under the sun. Our ears might die.

--Since this was a rewatch, I got to giggle along and anticipate everything silly little Douma thing. I snapped along with him too on the "naruhodo." It's so unfair that this was the only time we ever saw Upper Moons interact. This is to say nothing of the extra Douma and Akaza interaction we miss out on, but like, Akaza and Kokushibo smackdowns with Akaza pissed off and Kokushibo pleased with him? But also, just like, Douma and Gyokko hangin' out? Please?? And like, Hantengu's terror-filled voice is endearing, that is my favorite Hantengu form, he's just a harmless silly little guy

--Kibutsuji "I'm disappointed in all of you, except Nakime" Muzan

--Ok, so, I was so wrapped up in Gotou's monologue because I love his manner of speaking so much that it did not even cross my mind that Inosuke was on the ceiling during that whole monologue

--Was Inosuke asleep up there? Is that why he did not pounce on Tanjiro the moment he was awake and talking to Kanao? Is that why Inosuke did not pounce on the delicious smelling food? Did Inosuke grow up clinging to tree branches and the ceilings of caves, because that was safest? Oh---oh my gosh--I did not mean to give myself a case of the Inosuke feels. Anyway, I love how he closes this scene out by staring real close at Tanjiro through his boar snout.

--Anyway, the other thing I was thinking during Gotou's monologue was how much I love the Kakushi and how happily I anticipated getting so much more Kakushi content in this episode. I love them a lot. If I ever show up to an anime convention again, I will probably be in Kakushi cosplay because that gives me fun ways to pose with any Kimetsu no Yaiba cosplayer I run into. They have such good poses, look at these guys. Also!!! Also, I love that the crows must also have the full course to the village obscured? And and and in that scene with Oyakata-sama getting the news of defeating Upper Moon Six, look at those birds hopping out of the way all startled when Oyakata-sama is worked up and coughing. Biiiirbs~ <3 --The first time I saw this, the part I most wanted to rewatch was Tanjiro HAPPILY SMACKING HIS FOREHEAD ON THE TATAMI. This is such a happy little boy, look at him, going on an adventure looking for treasure in the village, throwing his clothes off to go make friends, giving in to his shounen manga hero nosebleed fate but at least being a gentleman about saving the riceballs. You adorable little walnut, you are already dying because you had the mark and that is why you still aren't recovered. --Why were the Mitsuri and Nezuko interactions so brief.... wwwwwwhhhhhyyyyy

--TAISHO SECRET: Genya's birthday falls on "Nanakusa no Sekku," when people traditionally eat a rice gruel with seven herbs as an auspicious start to the new year. In modern day Japan, it is often treated like a day to let your stomach recover after all the rich and heavy fancy New Years food. This was yesterday and I made and ate this rice gruel, I kept thinking of how other characters might have forced Genya to eat this because they were concerned about his stomach. --Tooth

--Genya arguably is a more unfriendly person than Sanemi. While Sanemi was totally justified in being ticked off that a Corp member was toting around a demon and letting it live, Genya just turns around and yells "DIE" when someone says hello to him

--It's a good thing Tanjiro practices Water Breathing

--So, Mitsuri didn't know that was Genya, but she has heard of him, it seems. She made the connection that this is Sanemi's brother, not just that they have the same rare last name. Someone asked Sanemi about his brother, and Mitsuri either was there to witness somebody--maybe Himejima or Shinobu--say something about Genya, only to have Sanemi very immaturely imply they are imagining things that don't exist. Either that, or Mitsuri heard about this from Iguro. I can just imagine Mitsuri remarking right away how scary that is and how sad it is for Sanemi to not even acknowledge someone as close a brother, and then Iguro being like, "for the record........ I have never had any brothers."

--I want to be a guest of the swordsmith village. That looks like the perfect getaway for me. Nice and cozy buildings tucked away in the mountains, attentive hospitality, onsen, S W O R D S. I wanna go. Where is this place??? (That said, the stairs to the onsen do remind me of the stairs that led to the Love Breath display at the Yugawara Onsen collab event, hahaha)

--Muzan told Gyokko to head to wherever it was once Gyokko was sure of his intel. It took Gyokko at least another two months to be sure. It took that long to ascertain the location of the Swordsmith Village even once he felt pretty good about having figured it out. Either that, or they sure took their time.

[blues824]

I've seen Carrie White!Reader x Housewardens request in your list and this gave me an idea. How about Upper Moons with Carrie White!Reader? Basically, they were isekai'd in kny world, spent there some time and eventually met them (reader at this moment is 18 years old). How they would react on their personality, powers and backstory?

Are you okay? I just read the whole novel for this and I want to know if you are genuinely okay?

Trigger Warning: Manipulation, toxic relationships

Muzan Kibutsuji

He wanted you to channel that anger towards the Demon Slayer Corps. He wanted you to see the boy with the hanafuda earrings as one of the students who had bullied you since the first grade. He wanted to manipulate you so that your power and your ability to walk in the sun would be used for his purpose.

However, he eventually found himself falling for you. You were terribly naive, something he really liked because he could do as he wished and you didn’t mind it. He would typically hand you a flower or put a flower behind your ear to kind of distract you from the blood on your hands.

As your relationship continued, he noticed that any affection he showed you was typically shot down as a prank. He asked you what happened one day, and you spilled everything. He had already known of your abilities, but he was absolutely appalled at the actions of humankind, and he’s a sadistic demon… that’s saying a lot.

Douma

Your abilities were very intriguing to him. It’s not every day that you see a human with telekinetic abilities. I wouldn’t say he’s very manipulative about it, but he’s very definitely impressed. Plus, you could walk in the sun! As a result, he often asks you to go get things that he can’t during the day.

When he realized that he was in love with you, he was very excited. You were a very naive human, having been raised super religiously. You practically worshiped him and considered him a god, so your dedication was already there. It wasn’t too hard to start courting you, as he manipulated your ignorance so that you would think that he knew what was best for you.

Then, one way or another, he found out about your horrible backstory. You poor thing. He often pulled you into his arms and just made sure that you felt properly loved: a feeling you have never felt before. You became addicted to the feeling, even if Mama had said that feelings like this were sinful.

Akaza

You were probably one of the strongest humans he had ever met, and your relationship started with respect. He liked being around strong people, so you were perfect for him. It didn’t come as a surprise to him when he desired to court you, but you were surprised and he was confused.

The only thing that he thought was your ‘curse’ was how innocent you were. You really didn’t understand how the world works. So, he took it upon himself to act as your protector. After all, a gorgeous thing like yourself shouldn’t be wandering about this cruel and dark world.

Once he had found out about your horrible past, he was angry beyond belief. How could 15 and 16 year-olds be so cruel as to do that to you? They needed to be mentally evaluated, if you asked him. But, he was proud of you when you had told him what you did to them. 

Daki

She thought you were high-key dangerous because your emotions triggered your abilities, but to be fair she is the same way. The only thing is that you were human and you could walk in the sun, so you both were technically on equal grounds of power.

When she started having those specific feelings for you, she often portrayed it in making sure you ate as much as you wanted because she knows that food brings you comfort. You were her human from that point on and she wanted to make sure you knew that even if she didn’t say it directly.

The moment you told her about what happened back in your world, she was also very angry. Those bitches had the audacity to tell her significant other that they were a pig?? She’s suddenly feeling very hungry. She’ll be right back.

Gyutaro

He was envious of your powers as a human because if he had those powers then all these no-good bastards would be gone by now. There would be no Demon Slayer Corps. There would be no use of the war going on between demon slayers and demons.

When he developed feelings for you, he was frustrated because he thought you would never accept him. However, you felt like he was the one that was picked out for you before you were even born, so he was glad because you accepted him even though he wasn’t the best-looking.

But this happiness faded when you laughed about a memory that you recalled about being harshly rejected and made fun of back in your world. If you weren’t there to calm him down with your peacefully oblivious disposition, and if your abusers weren’t already dead, then he would have gladly went to kill them without remorse.

[mystwrites]

Third Time’s A Charm

Summary: Is the mighty Kokushibo was ticklish? Akaza and Douma both were curious. He never seemed to give them a direct answer, but seeing as Upper Moon One wasn’t against them testing the waters, Douma and Akaza are determined to break their superior.

A/N: Here we have a tickle fic with the Upper Moon Trio!! Enjoy hehe!

The first time it happened, was an accident. Akaza accidentally managed to poke Kokushibo’s side while standing next to him, glaring at Douma who managed to piss him off again. Upon realizing his fingers poked Kokushibo’s side, he apologized. Akaza didn’t want his superior to think he was challenging him or anything. Douma asked if the poke hurt or tickled but Kokushibo said it didn’t hurt or tickle, causing Akaza and Douma to both wonder if he was ticklish.

“Oh great Kokushibo!!” Douma announced, not surprising Kokushibo with his tone. “By any chance are you ticklish?”

“Douma!!” Akaza hissed. “Are you insane?!? He will slaughter us!!”

“I will do no such thing, Akaza. It was a simple question.” Kokushibo replied, holding his arms out to the side, inviting them to tickle him. “I see no reason to inflict harm with a question as such.”

There was no direct response to the question. It wasn’t a “yes, I am ticklish” or a “no I am not and never was”. Kokushibo simply allowed them to have their fun. The two both gently tickled him along his sides, Douma tickling his left side while Akaza tickled his right. They frowned, not really gaining much of a reaction and gave up, choosing to simply cock their heads to the side, pondering if Kokushibo was playing with them, their eyebrows raising.

“Awww…he didn’t laugh!” Douma whined, crossing his arms.

“Expected.” Akaza grumbled. “We will be back and find that weak spot of yours!”

“Ha!” Kokushibo laughed, shaking his head. “Better luck next time around. Now go back to your respective duties before Muzan sama gets angry.”

It wasn’t that Kokushibo wasn’t ticklish, he was in fact pretty sensitive and their attempt did tickle, it was just not good enough to force Kokushibo to crack a smile. The duo just didn’t find the right way to tickle him, deciding the attempt was not worth their time after less than a few seconds. It amused the upper rank, seeing as they had little to no patience yet still shared a look of determination.

As they walked away, slightly disappointed, Kokushibo smiled to himself. It was a rare moment to see Akaza and Douma getting along, but he wasn’t about to complain. If anything, he honestly found it funny to see the two cooperating for once just so they could figure out if he was ticklish. Kokushibo knew the two would try again later in the future and he would be lying if he said he wasn’t looking forward to the next tickle attack, his interests lying in whether or not the duo would succeed.

The second time it happened, they tried tickling him with the element of surprise. Nothing surprised Kokushibo however, even if he managed to fall over from the force of the two body slamming into him. His six eyes and years of experience made everything much easier to analyze, especially when it came to Douma and Akaza sneaking up behind him. He just so happened to know Douma was sneaking up behind him while Akaza was hiding behind a wall to his left. The lack of surprise didn’t work when Kokushibo got pounced on, Akaza digging rather roughly into his ribs while Douma lightly squeezed at his sides. It tickled but not enough for Kokushibo to break once again and they didn’t tickle him long enough to get the desired reaction.

“Give it up already, Douma! He’s not ticklish.” Akaza grumbled, walking away. “You’re too persistent.”

“He’s gotta be!! Everyone is ticklish somewhere!” Douma whined, childishly stomping off after Akaza who seemed to have lost hope. “We won’t stop until we have discovered your tickle spot, Kokushibo dono!! Mark my words!!”

Chuckling with amusement, Kokushibo smirked. “I’d like to see you two try and break me. From my point of view, it seems as if Akaza here is too weak minded for this little game of yours to continue. Looks to me like you will never find out if I am ticklish.”

“I am NOT weak minded!!” Akaza cried, whipping his body around and giving Kokushibo a death glare.

“I’m guessing you don’t want to find out if I’m ticklish then?” Kokushibo asked, smirking as Akaza glared at him. “You said you were gonna give up, or did I not hear you right?”

“Oh trust me, we DO want to discover if you’re ticklish!” Douma said, elbowing Kokushibo while leaning against him, an arm thrown around the taller demon’s shoulders. “If you are ticklish, Akaza dono and I can finally defeat you in a sparring match!”

“That’s a big IF.” Kokushibo scoffed. “First, you must discover if I am ticklish or not. Second of all, I’m not against sparring with you two, but when did you want to defeat me in a sparring match?”

Douma simply laughed. “I decided that just now.”

“Of course you did…good luck with that. Akaza here seems a bit discouraged. Maybe give him a little pep talk or something.” Kokushibo teased, shoving Douma towards his partner in crime. “I look forward to the next failed tickle attack from you two.”

“Why do you sound like you want to be tickled…?” Akaza asked, raising an eyebrow. “You seem a little too enthusiastic with this notion of us launching these tickle attacks on you…”

“I really am just amused that you two are working together for once without trying to kill each other. What’s amusing to me is the fact that Douma’s the persistent one and you’re already giving up. Hence why I said you’re weak minded.” Kokushibo responded, noticing Akaza’s eyes narrow.

A vein suddenly popped out of Akaza’s forehead, clearly indicating that the red haired demon was mad. Kokushibo disappeared within an instant, his genuine laugh echoing throughout the room despite him being long gone. Teasing Akaza was so much fun!

Akaza snarled and grabbed Douma by the collar of his shirt, startling the demon for a moment. “We are gonna find that tickle spot of his, dammit!! I am NOT weak minded!! How dare he say that!!”

Douma leaned back, feeling Akaza’s spit hit him in the face.

“I’m determined as well, Akaza dono and I have no doubt that your mind is strong…but can you please back up? You’re doing that spit thing again. You do that whenever you get angry and speak incredibly fast…” Douma responded, yelping as Akaza shoved him away.

“Fuck you…” he growled. “Let’s just figure out our next plan.”

After a few days, the two found Kokushibo sitting silently, alone. His back had been turned towards the entrance, inviting the mischievous duo to attack. Akaza sensed that Kokushibo was very distracted, noticing he failed to acknowledge them immediately like he’d normally do. Maybe he didn’t sense them enter the room. As Douma tiptoed, Akaza following close behind, Kokushibo’s voice finally broke the silence.

“Do you two need something?” he asked, facing away from them still. “I know it’s you, Akaza, Douma.”

“How do you know it’s Douma and Akaza?” Douma asked, clearly failing to understand they’ve been caught.

“I know who is in this room based on their intention to try and launch another sneaky tickle attack.” Kokushibo snorted, moving an object away from him before taking out a piece of fabric.

The two gave up sneaking and walked over, peering over Kokushibo’s shoulders to see a wooden flute. It had been sliced clean in half, the cut of a skilled samurai’s katana. Akaza and Douma looked at each other and shrugged, unsure of what value it meant to Kokushibo but they weren’t going to ask. Kokushibo wasn’t the type who spoke about his feelings or his past and while Akaza would lend an ear, he also knew Douma didn’t want to listen to another demon’s burdens. He listens to his followers moan and groan about their lives daily and came to the Infinity Castle often due to wanting to escape from his cult for a bit.

They watched as Kokushibo gently and meticulously wrapped the broken flute back up in the gorgeous cloth and placed it to the side, placing it further away from the duo in case they decided to get a little rough and body slam him to the floor like they did the last time. Looking at Douma, the rainbow eyed demon nodded and walked around, facing Kokushibo and smiled. To Akaza’s amusement, Kokushibo gave a small grin in response.

“I’m guessing you want to try again?” Kokushibo chuckled, holding his arms out. “Go ahead. I know you two won’t succeed.”

“Ohhh…getting cocky, huh?” Akaza sneered, watching as Douma hovered his hands inches above his stomach. “I know Douma and I will prove you wrong!!”

Without another word, Akaza shoved his hands under Kokushibo’s arms as Douma began to dig into his stomach. As they expected, Kokushibo didn’t laugh but they noticed his body stiffened the moment they began tickling. It was a small movement, something that could potentially go unnoticed, but they were determined to make the upper rank laugh. This made the two demons conclude that Kokushibo was ticklish, just holding his laughter in. Now more determined, they tickled with different speeds and techniques, experimentally tickling new places other than his ribs and sides.

Feeling their tactics suddenly change, Kokushibo pursed lips, something that didn’t go unnoticed. Douma smirked and Akaza grinned as Kokushibo arched his back feeling hands squeeze at his hips and fingers rubbing circles into his armpits. As he leaned against Akaza’s chest, Douma experimented more, tickling at Kokushibo’s legs. Squeezing up and down his thighs caused a few squirms and Akaza tickled at his neck, grinning as the demon let out a gasp, struggling to keep his laughter down while he shrugged his shoulders up.

“You’re gonna break soon! We know it!” Akaza growled, gently squeezing Kokushibo’s shoulder blades. “I can see that smile forming!”

“N-nope!” Kokushibo argued, defiantly so. “This doesn’t tickle! In fact, sorry to inform you two of this but you both are terrible at tickling! I guess the others are just deathly ticklish or something!”

Douma and Akaza both let out offended gasps, looking at each other before glaring playfully at Kokushibo.

“WHAT?!?” Douma cried, offended that someone thought his tickling powers sucked. “I’m a master tickler! How rude!! Just ask Akaza dono here! I can make him laugh in less than five seconds!”

“And I can make Douma, Rui and Enmu scream bloody murder if I don’t give them a half assed tickle!” Akaza added. “How dare you insult our tickling powers, especially when we decide to combine them!! For the first time, we aren’t arguing with one another, be grateful for this, you asshole!”

Knowing they had him moments from breaking, they tickled him more relentlessly, Akaza using his fingers to dig into the spaces between each rib and crawl up to his armpits while Douma decided to attempt a tickle attack on Kokushibo’s feet, risking a kick in the face should he decide to kick.

Akaza got to the top set of ribs, alternating from gently scribbling to squeezing and digging his fingers into the swordsman’s flesh. Kokushibo sputtered as Douma grabbed his feet, the sensations slowly growing more unbearable. He finally let out a soft giggle that would’ve gone unnoticed if the two hadn’t been desperately searching for his laughter.

“He giggled!!” Akaza gasped, grinning at Douma. “Douma, help me flip him onto his stomach! Maybe he will break easier if he can’t see where the attack will land!”

“Good thinking, Akaza dono!” Douma exclaimed, helping Upper Moon Three flip Kokushibo. “C’mon Koku dono! Onto your stomach!”

Once on his stomach, the two wasted no time, Akaza tickling up and down his sides quickly while Douma gently stroked a single finger up and down the bottom of Kokushibo’s left foot. Kokushibo’s arms clamped down onto Akaza’s hands and he flinched rather suddenly as Douma’s fingers stroked up and down the bottoms of his feet. Unable to hold in his giggles, Kokushibo let out an exhale, a soft giggle leaving his lips, hoping for it to have gone unnoticed. It didn’t much to the demon’s disappointment and the tickling paused briefly before Akaza and Douma laughed and gave each other a high five.

“He broke!!” they both cried, pumping their fists into the air with a victorious cheer.

“Laugh for us some more, Koku dono!” Douma whispered, scribbling along the soles of his feet while Akaza searched for a sweet spot along his sides.

Now unable to hold his laughter in, Kokushibo let the dam break. His laughter filled the room, causing Akaza to smile genuinely and Douma to laugh right along with him. It was a rare sight to see Kokushibo of all the demons laughing himself silly, but Douma and Akaza both knew that he wasn’t going to kill them for this, if anything, it seemed like a perfect distraction from whatever had been bothering him moments earlier.

“He has such a nice laugh, doesn’t he?” Akaza chuckled, finding a sweet spot just above Kokushibo’s hips. “And I think this is a weak spot…he’s laughing really hard!”

“Mhm!! His laugh is so cute!! It appears our superior has very ticklish feet as well! Honestly, Akaza dono, don’t you find it hilarious how Koku dono hasn’t asked us to stop yet?” Douma prompted, grinning as Akaza gasped and looked down at Kokushibo.

“Flip him onto his back!” Akaza ordered, Douma wasting no time helping flip the swordsman over. “Kokushibo, do you perhaps like being tickled?? You haven’t said “stop” or begged for mercy yet!”

They looked at Kokushibo’s flushed face, his bangs fell in front of his face and his ponytail slowly falling out. Giggling, Kokushibo looked at Akaza, a genuine, happy smile on his normally stoic face.

“It’s been a while since I’ve gotten tickled, Akaza. It’s not an unpleasant sensation like a bunch of you state.” Kokushibo replied bluntly, propping himself up with his elbows. “In fact, it was always a fun experience for me personally.”

Akaza shoved Kokushibo down and curled his thumbs into the spot right above his hips, Douma grabbing onto Kokushibo’s hipbones, rubbing his thumbs in circles against the bones. The tickling brought out Kokushibo’s hysterical belly laugh once more, his adorable squeals echoing throughout the room.

“Alright, since you are enjoying this, we will not stop until you’ve had enough!!” Douma giggled, grinning as Kokushibo’s feet kicked out from behind.

“GYAAAHAHAHAHA!! WAHAHAIT!!” Kokushibo cried, grabbing Akaza’s wrists. “PLEHEHEASE!! WAHAHAIT!! IHIHI CAHAHAN’T!!”

After a few more minutes of tickling his hips, Kokushibo was begging for mercy, his hair messy and his laughter now silent and squeaky. Douma wanted to keep going but Akaza knew better and stopped his partner in crime. They released their superior, laughing as he curled into a tight ball, laughing until he managed to compose himself.

“Wasn’t that fun, Koku dono?” Douma exclaimed, clapping his hands.

“Y-yes…it was q-quite and experience!” Kokushibo gasped, chuckling as he sat up. “I haven’t been tickled in a long time and haven’t laughed like that in ages…it felt good.”

“So can we tickle you whenever we want?” Douma asked, his eyes widening as Kokushibo grabbed Akaza and held him tightly to his chest.

“No, you don’t have permission to constantly launch tickle attacks on me.” he replied, tickling Akaza’s sides. “Now I think you two should let me tickle you! It wouldn’t be fair if I let you two go, now would it?”

Akaza let out a loud scream, holding his hand out, begging Douma for help. “DOHOHOUMA!! HEHEHELP!!! AAAHAHAHAA!!” he cried, clamping his arms down as Kokushibo tickled his armpits.

“Hell no! It’s you or me, Akaza dono!” Douma laughed, attempting to run only to suddenly find himself grabbed and dragged right next to Akaza, Kokushibo pushing the two of them to the floor. Douma forgot that Kokushibo was the fastest demon of them all.

Upper Moon One had a smug grin on his face, throwing a leg over the two, sitting on their waists. Douma gulped nervously, well aware that Kokushibo knew where they both were ticklish, having tickled them many times prior to their shenanigans. Bursting into laughter, Douma screamed as Kokushibo grabbed his sides, tickling relentlessly for a few seconds before attacking Akaza with his right hand.

“Maybe you two will think again before launching another tickle attack on me.” Kokushibo chuckled, clawing at Akaza’s stomach while his fingers crawled up and down Douma’s ribs.

The two laughing demons knew they definitely would team up again and launch another tickle attack on him, just not anytime soon. They needed to survive Kokushibo’s merciless tickling before they planned another attack.

[xxlady-lunaxx]

WAIT NO- | {Kokuzan}

Theme: Silly fluff

Note: Kokuzan are dating in secret! (Only naki knows btw) - Idea by le amazing @GiyuuTomioka9374 (on wattpad honestly unsure if she has tumblr :>)

"Okay, remember. Keep. It. A. Secret," Muzan ordered, his hands on Kokushibo's shoulders as he looked into his boyfriend's eyes—or at least the two in the middle.

"Yes, I know, we've been through this 1000+ times, Master," Kokushibo sighed. 

"Yes but I need to make sure you-" Muzan started. But then the demons started arriving and he quickly stationed himself above the platform Kokushibo stood on. He gave the demon a warning glare and then cleared his throat. "All of you are lacking in your missions," he said, raising an accusing eyebrow. 

The demons all lowered themself in a bow, silent. Kokushibo did the same and waited for Muzan to continue. "I must assign all of you to more missions because clearly you assume that you'll have enough time to finish all of them now." 

Nobody spoke, all waiting for him to elaborate. 

"Very well," Muzan said. "Kaigaku, as you are new to our ranks you must learn most. I will have you take care of two villages per day."

Kaigaku nodded, his throat tight with fear. Kokushibo had been terrifying to encounter as a human but as a demon, when Muzan had even more control over him.. 

"Nakime, you must continue searching for the demon slayers faster," the demon lord ordered, turning to the biwa woman. 

"Yes, Master," she said, her hair splayed out as she mapped out the locations of those in the corps.

"Douma, stop paying such attention to your cult members and eat them for strength in the times to come. Akaza, you must locate the Hashira as Nakime is doing with the demon slayers. Find them and kill them now." Muzan paused, wondering what to make Kokushibo do.

"And you," he said, turning to his secret boyfriend. "You have been doing well, it doesn't matter. Just continue as you're doing."

Kokushibo nodded, not having expected this though. Muzan clapped his hands and Nakime plucked the strings of her instrument, taking the demons to their locations one by one. And then it was just Kokushibo and Kaigaku. Muzan, not having noticed Kaigaku, turned to Kokushibo and started to speak. "Alright, let's go now, Kok-" he paused, noticing the last demon. "Nakime!! Take him to the first village! Now!" 

Nakime did as she was told, but not before Kaigaku looked suspiciously at his superiors. 

Kokushibo sighed, although a bit amused. "Right." 

Both demons went to the office of Muzan's and sat down on the couch, talking quietly. Muzan kissed Kokushibo and said, "I don't think any of them noticed."

"Kaigaku might have," the multi eyed demon said. 

"Most likely not." 

"Perhaps." 

They dropped the subject there and continued on talking.

~~~

As weeks past, Muzan and Kokushibo continued hiding their relationship. Nobody seemed to notice it, yet, except Kaigaku who's eye was starting to pick up things as he focused more. He didn't say anything, though, deciding he didn't want to get in trouble. 

Muzan kept calling the uppermoons for meetings checking up on their missions and such to make sure. He seemed to be planning some big attack on the demon slayer or something because he was suddenly focused on their training. But this also gave him away more as he favored Kokushibo over the rest of them and constantly tried complimenting him in a way that he appeared to find subtle. 

But subtle was probably a description of what he was not.

Muzan would say things such as, "All of you are so weak. Take over Kokushibo's examples, he's a lot stronger than most of you and he barely trains!" or "Kokushibo exceeds every single one of you. I'm beginning to think I should kick all but him out of the upper ranks." And so on. 

Most of them were used to this but Kaigaku, who was used to being the stronger one, noticed it was more favortism than truth. The demons were all getting a lot stronger but Muzan either didn't notice or just cared more for Kokushibo. And most likely it was the latter.

Kaigaku decided he couldn't take it anymore. 

On their next meeting, Muzan gave them their daily rounds of "You are growing so weak" and "Kokushibo is better than you's" before moving on to a plan of defeating the Hashira and Ubuyashiki in a week's time. Kaigaku studied his lord and the Uppermoon who'd turned him into a demon closely. He found their eyes constantly meeting and Muzan's gaze lingering on Kokushibo throughout the whole discussion that he didn't know how the other demons hadn't found out yet.

At the end of the meeting, as Muzan started to wave them off, Kaigaku turned to Nakime to tell her to stop. Nakime did but Muzan didn't notice, taking Kokushibo's hand into his own. Kaigaku smirked as Muzan tilted himself up to kiss the Uppermoon. 

Kaigaku cleared his throat and Muzan's eyes widened, turning to his demons who were staring at him, shocked. "So.. are you two dating?" Kaigaku asked, his arms crossed.

"Wait, no-! That's not it, I was, uh," Muzan stuttered, scrambling for a response.

Douma said, a confused smile playing on his face, "Were you going to kiss him?"

"No!!" Kokushibo and Muzan said at the same time, both of them looking flushed. 

"But you two keep staring at each other so much during the meetings," Kaigaku pointed out. "I'm sure you are dating."

Nakime stifled a smile and Muzan, wondering how the fuck he hadn't realized they were still there, shook his head rather violently. "I don't.. I don't do dating. It's.. it's not something demons should interact with."

Kokushibo raised an eyebrow, deciding he didn't care if people knew. "We are dating," he admitted. 

The other uppermoons gasped as if they hadn't known—Nakime pretending and Kaigaku out of amusement. Muzan grumbled and turned to Nakime making her teleport him away. Kokushibo sighed. "Right, I'll be on my way." 

Kaigaku smirked. "Have fun with your boyfriend!"

{Word count: 990}

Anything under 1000 words is short imo even if it's 999 ;x; sorry it's short and shitty, I had no ideas but wanted to finish 😭

(pt. 2 here)

[eggtartz]

✧ 19th October ✧

Douma // Bloodfest (f! demon slayer reader)

kinktober masterlist

warnings : usage of aphrodisiac, blood play

you panted as your katana trembled within your grasp, struggling to even swing it to the demon. it was a mistake for you to go too far into the mountains, taking cover at an abandoned shrine. you did not expected to meet a demon, a demon who's a twelve kazuki at that. your abdomen hurt, your head hurt, everything hurts. his blood demon art is too far powerful for you as you coughed up blood. "hey, hey what's wrong?" his manipulative voice called out while his right hands held a woman's head, the corner of his lip painted with blood. "i thought you were strong! but it only took one slash of my demon art and you're already tired. how boring" he chuckled.

you glance at the sky, you can perhaps stall a bit more time until sunrise. you had to keep him here as long as you could, even if that meant your death. you huffed, bringing your katana up "who said i was tired? i was merely taking my breath!" you smiled, lunging into him. he dodged you easily, withdrawing a fan from his back and snapped your katana into two with it. your hands trembled again as you looked at him. "what're you going to do now, hm?" he smirked.

you clenched your fist, swinging with every technique you had. martial arts, every kick, every punch! everything matters!

given how douma is the upper moon number two, he was granted with power and excellent speed as he yawned while dodging your fist. it took one moment for him to wickedly smiled before grabbing your hands, trapping them on your back. "caught off guard, slayer?" you could feel his breath on your ear as you shuddered.

"caught me off guard? you fell into my trap!" you bluffed as he momentarily loosened his grip. this was your chance! you punched his gut hard, using your shin to keep him down. you might not get to behead him, but there's isn't much time for sunrise. you have to endure the pain! douma snarled, catching your hand again and this time, twisted your limb making you yell. "what a clever one, you are. i see, i am interested" he said as you yelped, your wrist broken.

the adrenaline helped reduced your pain as you gave more punches, using every will, every strength you had. "give up girl! you look cute trying to injure me" his rainbow orbs stared into yours as he pinned you on the ground. "we both know, you won't get to kill me" he smiled, blood that he has consumed dripping on your cheek.

"you damned demon, rot in hell" you hissed, spitting at his face. he was enjoying the degradation, even liking that you hate him. the more the better. that's how sadistic douma is. "again! do it again!" he shaked your shoulders "so cute! give me more!" his eyes were wide as his hands held onto your body, making sure to not let you go.

he wasn't going to, though. after knowing how precious you are, you became too valuable for him.

"darling, tell me. do you hate blood?" he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. he leaned down, licking your neck slowly. "huh?" you managed to squeak before yelping again as he buried his teeth in your neck, making it an open wound. "i like blood. woman's blood is much more delicious, that's why they're my favorite meal" he cooed, tracing your face with his blood smeared finger.

"but you're too special. i need to consume you over and over again. i don't think i'll be satisfied with you" he smirked. before you had time to react, his hands opened your haori. the pink haori you had over your demon corps uniform was easily removed as his mouth was busy on your neck. "w-what are you doing?! back away!" you writhed but using his demon technique, he has immobilized you to not moved. "so sweet. luscious. everything i wanted" he almost moaned as he sucked on your blood, leaving you dizzy over the loss.

you felt your vision changed, your hearing and you scent. you feel changing until you realized he has placed aphrodisiac into your bloodstream. "damn you.. you did this.." you said, slowly losing yourself.

"indeed darling, i promise you'll like it." he smirked as you lost vision and fainted.

"see you soon, darling."

~♪

you awaken to the feeling of a mattress beneath you, as well as your.. body was being held? you opened your eyes to see douma gingerly smiled at you "good morning darling! i thought you wouldn't wake up!" he lifted your crotch, placing his hand under your knees "look, your blood is all mine" he winked "and now you're all mine, darling" you looked down to see your own blood painting your body as arousal crept up, sending electric to your cunt.

"you.. demon.." you moaned, hatred slipping away as you feel your body slowly growing submissive. "feels good doesn't it?" he laughed as he removed his kimono, revealing his dick. "with this, you'll achieve heaven and beyond" he purred, rubbing his dick on your bloody thighs as you whimpered "you're.. cruel.. evil.." you panted, going lustful over his cock and the aphrodisiacs kicked in, leaving your brain defenseless and mushy.

"douma-sama!" you moaned as he inserted inside your warm pussy. he groaned, your insides clenching on him like a sleeve.

a perfect fit.

"that's right, pretty girl. your douma-sama is fucking you" he giggled, finding strength to thrust inside because your cunt was gripping him so good. the way your world is tumbling as you fall into pleasure, the heat between your thighs unbearable as you met your hips with his thrusts. "m-more please.." you sniffled "need more!" you whined.

"oh, my precious" he pressed down your legs to and thrusted inside you with a vigorous and uneven pace. "oh! so good!" you moaned as his hips stuttered, shuddering at the feelings of your pussy walls. "it's too good.. too good!" his smile was menacing as he thundered inside you, ravaging your poor cunt as he found your g-spot, making you very pleased.

"there it is~"

he hit that one spot over and over. you closed your eyes and you see his rainbow eyes, the ones that wrote second upper moon. douma grind down on your pussy impatiently, doing deep thrusts inside. "o-oh.. gonna.. cum.. douma-sama.." your voice was barely there after the screams you had.

"then cum pretty girl, clench on my fucking cock" he hissed as he send a slap to your clit. one slap and you were already over with it. douma stopped for a while, looking over you with a wild look as he withdraw his claws, ripping through your flesh. your sweet blood dripped out as he sucked on them, thrusting into your gushing cunt. "wait! i just-!"

douma licked your inner thighs, your sweet and delicious blood spread by his tongue. he's lost in pleasure, your pussy is clenching him and his dick couldn't last any longer. the second upper moon demon was frowning, concentrating on not cumming too fast, not wanting the pleasure to end until he felt a wave of whisplash. you came undone again on his cock, the aphrodisiacs leaving your pussy hungry for more. hungry for his cock.

for his douma-sama.

you squeezed your eyes, creamy cum sprayed inside of you without notice. douma sighed, making small thrusts to keep his cum inside. he plunged his finger, keeping his cum as well as your blood deep snuggled into your pulsating pussy.

"ah, such a sweet one. i'll keep you, alright?" he winked, giving kitten licks to your wounds that you're sure he'll open again.

[hoe-4-the-clones]

I keep seeing these "What the upper moons think of each other" headcanons on youtube and when it comes to Upper Moon 4, it's always just mainbody Hantengu. I kinda wanna see how the clones interact with the other upper moons. So here how I think it goes:

Sekido and Kokushibo get along pretty good. When Akaza and Douma are squabbling again, Kokushibo uses his power to make them stop. Sekido witnesses this and uses similar disciplinary tactics on Karaku and Urogi.

Karaku and Douma hang out like besties, going on nights out together in the entertainment district and having fun with the courtesans there before eating them until they get kicked out by Daki and Gyutaro for compromising their food supply.

Gyokko gave Hantengu a pot as a gift. Tiny Hantengu stays inside to be safe and sound while the big four take turns watching over him.

Urogi would try to make Akaza laugh by tickling him using his feathers only to get donut-punched but it'll be alright since he's a demon and he can regenerate.

Daki and Gyutaro seeing Zohakuten like: "Ain't no way this pipsqueak is a higher rank than us! Let's beat his ass!" It didn't end well. Gyutaro's poison doesn't work on the wooden dragons and they keep biting and ripping Daki's obi belts

Akaza teaching Aizetsu how to fight without weapons like: "Here's what you can do if a demon slayer gets too close for you to use your spear. You can punch them really hard in the solar plexus until your fist goes right through their body"

Karaku and Urogi running away from Sekido who recently learned what Kokushibo does to Douma and Akaza when they do shenanigans

[nayfics]

[DOUMA X READER]

(this is my first time using this app…)

╰ part one

you have become one of the upper moons ever since the passing of an old member. the thought of it made you nervous, wondering how highly muzan must have valued you to place you in such high ranking. the most that had made you more nervous was finally meeting the rest of the upper moons. as the day progressed, you all were summoned for a meeting. everyone is waiting in the same specific area in the infinity castle for lord muzan’s orders. you looked in the corner of your eye, it was upper 2. he was standing there, his red tight shirt and flowy large pants. you looked away but, tempted to look again you slowly were trying to shift your gaze to him once more. as you look, he isn’t there anymore. you didn’t have any time to feel disappointed, your heart beats fast as you feel a presence from behind. you could tell by the way another sensation of heat was radiating off to your back.

“i don’t think i’ve seen such face before, perhaps your new?” a menacing, yet playful grin appeared on his face. your head shifted to look who it was, it was douma. your cheeks start to warm up, becoming a shade of pink. he seemed to be satisfied with your reaction. his finger was placed underneath your chin. you stand there, silent. you felt overwhelmed by such presence standing within your meter. “i bet we’d get along well…” he gave you a soft smile. it felt welcoming but yet, you were indecisive about trusting his word.

his eyes slowly glazed upon your neck to the rest of your body, it was as if he was checking you out. you felt flustered by such boldness he was showing.

“um…what are you doing?..”

he didn’t respond,his finger traced down to your neck now. not even a second later, he placed his hand on your neck. his grip felt tight, it felt like your throat was closing up by such strength he has. you tried to speak but, the words weren’t coming out clearly.

“since your new, i wonder how long you’d last.”

he seemed to like teasing you, he wish he could keep you choked up like this, but he knew the meeting would start soon. so his grip suddenly loosens, you gasp for air, coughing as you felt grateful for breathing once again.

“what did you just do? were you trying to suffocate me?…”

you were breathing heavily as you seemed to fall to your knees. that lack of oxygen was no joke. he took another step forward as you look up to him. he looked down at you with a slight smirk

“i want to test you out, see what your capable of and what you can handle. i’ll listen to lord akaza for once about women and see what’s so worthy of making you my companion. biwa lady, take us to my cult base. i shall help this lady, she’s in no condition to be attending this meeting”

you suppose he was right, you weren’t but where was this “cult” base?

“biwa lady? who is that?” you looked around, noticing there was a women there the whole time. she was on a higher ground level then them. you seen her with a biwa on her lap, her black hair was covering most of her face.

“expect muzan’s scolding afterwards”

her finger played on the instrument. as you blinked, you noticed the area changed. you were no longer in the infinity castle, you were in a strange room. it had seem like a cult place, just like upper two said. you felt embarrassed just being alone with him now, but what did he want from you? shivers were sent down your spine as he’s right in front of you once again.

“don’t act as if you fear me, you don’t give any scent of it. you wanted this to happen, didn’t you?”

“what? i….”

he was inches away from you

you were walking backwards, bumping into a wall. he kept walking towards you. he had you backed up on the wall now. he had gently pushed your body up it. you gasped as his body brushed up against yours. you were so close to him that you felt his breath kissing upon your face. you felt your face heating up, you noticed that it was because you were blushing, being this close to him seemed like you lost touch with reality. you have many thoughts scattering inside your mind, you didn’t know if you wanted to be confused or become vulnerable to him; let him have his way with you. he looked like he was luring you into his plans, that you were just yet to see. you were still trying to get your breathing in control but, his presence was too overpowering.

“your an interesting one, that’s why i brought you here. i might as well play with you, before time runs out.”