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bwabys-scenarios · 11 months

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Sekido SFW/NSFW HCs

Sekido x afab!reader

background: you’re basically the wife of the hantengu clones!! the relationship is healthy and consensual, but they are demons and can be a bit clingy/not understand their strength, but are overall good partners

Warnings: cockwarming, fingering, brat tamer, bruising, hickies, biting

other parts

Aizetsu

Karaku+Urogi

SFW

-hates PDA, but will give you all the love and attention you need behind closed doors(doesn’t want the others knowing how soft he is for you)

-isn’t the best at comforting you, gets angry when you cry

-he’s not even mad at you he’s mad at whatever made you cry but you can’t tell the difference so it makes you cry more 😭 now he hands you over to Aizetsu

-always turns away when you change

-if you make him a flower crown he WILL wear it with pride and the others will be super jealous

-ticklish, but tickling him is dangerous because he will uncontrollably punch you to get you to stop! whoops, there goes your head :(

-the second best at keeping your humanity in mind, but still argues with you about needing water everyday

-his favorite place to kiss you is your forehead

-very stern and strict, sometimes unfairly so

-does not let you go anywhere without at least one of the others following you

-kind of the head of the four others, so if you have a problem you go to him

-melts when you caress his face with so much love that he almost cries

-ever so gentle when holding you, he tries to remember his strength but there’s been a few bruises and bumps just from hugging alone

NSFW

-surprisingly shy when asking for sex

-loves when you cockwarm him with your mouth

-relatively high libido

-he’s 10 inches and super girthy 😭🙏

-if he can bruise you with just a hug you don’t even want to know the state you’ll be in after a session with Sekido

-has to control himself to not actually kill you

-manhandles you ‼️‼️

-“aww, you can take it, you were so cocky earlier”

-brat tamer

-doesn’t let you go until he’s satisfied, but you don’t mind

-you cannot cuddle with this man because he cannot feel your body flush against him without getting horny. will start pulling your panties off before you can even think

-loves to just finger you while you beg for his cock

-“can’t even be satisfied with just my fingers? needy girl”

-asks you to strip for him while he strokes his cock

-after a session with Sekido you are COVERED in hickies and bite marks

which clone should I do next 👀

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magicalbunbun · 2 months

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Kokushibo and y/n where the same as tanjiro and kanao

#kny kokushibo #kny au #kny x reader #kny oc #kny fanart #kokushibo #kokushibo x reader #tanjiro kamado #demon slayer tanjiro #tanjiro x kanao #kanao tsuyuri #kny kanao #demon slayer kanao #demon slayer oc #demon slayer x reader

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yuki2sksksk · 3 months

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Reincarnated AU with Yoriichi but make it like a Manhwa genre

#demon slayer #kny #drawing #kimetsu no yaiba #anime #digital art #Yoriichi #yoriichi tsugikuni #kokushibou #mitchikatsu #tsugikuni twins #kny mitchikatsu #kny uta #yoriichi and uta #yoriichi x uta #demon slayer uta #kny au #kny reincarnation

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muzansfangs · 1 year

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Guilty pleasure.

Starring: Muzan x f!reader; Douma, Akaza and Kokushibo.

General warnings for the next chapters: nsfw (minors do not interact), modern au, age gap, dom!muzan, sub!reader, sugar daddy dynamics, choking, semi-public sex, car sex, spanking, vaginal sex, virgin reader, business agreement, murder, death, torture, trauma.

Warning for this part: none! Just Muzan sending Douma and Kokushibo to stalk you.

Plot: Kibutsuji Muzan, the ambitious, high-flying politician the world needed, knew that in order to resemble the incarnation of the perfect man, ready to lead the Country, he would have needed a beautiful, young girl by his side. He did not care if it was real love, or just a façade. All he cared about was to make a certain impression. Meeting you was literally a manna from heaven. You signed the agreement, he treated you like a goddess. This was the beginning of a twisted fairytale, but you knew better than falling for him and, surely, he was not going to lose his mind for you. Or so you thought.

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THE AGREEMENT.

Muzan stared at the pictures scattered on his desk. He had made up his mind. You were truly a delicacy, indeed. It appeared like Douma had done a pretty decent job in searching the city for a woman whose appearence whetted Muzan’s appetites.

You were young, cheerful, working at a local restaurant to pay for your studies: the perfect candidate for being the future First Lady.

He knew everything about you. Your address, your friends’s names, your zodiac sign, your favorite ice-cream flavor and even your ex’s identity. Tracking you down and spying on you was easy. How could you, a sweet, lovely girl, imagine that the soon to be President had his plum red eyes on you? Your naivety intrigued him. He could play you like a doll, spoil you like a child and treat you like a princess. He did not care if your heart was going to belong to someone else. All you had to do was smiling for the pictures, being his future wife, show the world you were head over heels for him and, naturally, tell the medias you were his property.

He was confident about the outcome of your first, fateful encounter. He was a good-looking man, persuasive and pretty intimidating even. You would have probably fallen for his charm and forgotten about the terms of the contract anyway.

A knock on the door was the signal that you had arrived. Sending Douma to pick you up would have probably been detrimental to the mission and he knew better than letting you slip from his fingers. Kokushibo, on the other hand, was the best choice he could have ever made. Prefessional, authoritative and precise, he had apparently fulfilled his mission.

“Come in” Muzan said, flicking his gaze up to the door.

A second later, the door creaked open to reveal Kokushibo. He took a step forward, taking his sunglasses off and bowing his head to his boss as a sign of respect “She’s waiting for you in the dining room” he announced flatly, causing a smirk to cross Muzan’s face.

What an obedient girl you were. He was almost taken aback by the way you had decided to follow a stranger in a Maserati and trust what he had said. Either you were smart, or far too easy to play with.

“Thanks, Kokushibo. – Muzan stated, straightening his tie and grabbing the contract from the messy desk behind him – You are dismissed” he added shortly, walking past the tall dark-haired man and making his way to you, the new branded attraction of his house.

You were sitting on a black-leather chair, the goblet of red wine, a Chianti, that the dapper bodyguard had poured for you was settled on the crystal table, inviting you to take a sip. You resisted the tempation, it would have probably offended Mr. Kibutsuji, if you had not waited for him.

Yes, you knew who was requiring your presence. You had a really good photographic memory and you had recognized the shiny car of the politician’s bodyguards. You had watched it on the tv’s reports, you had seen it parked nearby your house for the past six months. He had probably sent his dogs to stalk you.

What truly puzzled you was why he wanted to see you. Kokushibo did not answer your questions. You had not told him you knew who he was working for, or that you had figured out who was asking for you. You had just followed him to the car without making a scene. He was a kind man, after all, just a bit frosty.

To snap you out of your stream of consciousness was the deep, velvet voice that kept you company during your lunch breaks, when you turned the tv on in a pathetic attempt to catch up with the daily news.

“Y/N L/N, welcome to my residence” Muzan said, a small smile curling his lips.

He was handsome, tall, elegant, standoffish and filthy rich. You were not used to interact with people coming from the upper class, let alone trying not to embarrass yourself in the presence of the man of the hour, the man that people loved and loathed at the same time.

“Good evening, Mr. Kibutsuji. – you said, standing up quickly from your seat and walking up to him – How may I help our soon to be President?” you quizzically asked him, eyes downcast not to falter under his piercing gaze.

You had stopped three, or four strides away from him not to invade his personal space, but your breath hitched in your throat when he met you midway. The alluring perfume he was wearing intoxicated you and, when he gently grabbed your hand, you were forced to shift your attention on him again. You were paralyzed, his eyes searching yours to make sure you were focused on him and him alone. He brought your hand to his lips, letting them brush over the back of your hand in a drammatically slow and intimate demeanor.

Shivers ran down your spine and you released a breath you did not know you were still holding, when he flashed you a sly grin, the same he directed to the camera, when he made his glorious appearences on the most popular talk-shows of the Country.

“Please, darling, call me Muzan. – he cooed, gesturing for you to take a seat and hesitantly letting go of your hand – I’m so glad you’ve accepted my anonymous invitation. You’re brave” he commented, walking over to the table and filling his own goblet of wine.

You softly smiled and made your way to your seat “Just observant. I thought I had recognized the car and your bodyguard” you admitted, reaching your hand out to grab your own glass.

The dark-haired man hummed, as he swirled the reddish drink into the cup “I should have known you were smart, a quality I absolutely adore finding in a woman. – he purred, sliding some papers towards you on the polished surface of the table – To answer your question, the reason why you are here lays within the lines of this contract”.

A contract?

You forrowed your brows, your eyes settling on the neat pile of papers under your nose. Did he want to hire you for something? You thought he already had a secretary and you clearly were not suited to be his bodyguard. What did Kibutsuji Muzan want from you, a mere student, then?

“I’ve personally drew up the contract. We can discuss some terms, if you are not comfortable with them” he explained, taking a sip of his drink and walking towards the stained glass windows of the large dining room. The landscape was breathtaking. The city lights, the skyscrapers dominating the industrialized area of the city and the yellowish lights of the cars rushing down the avenues were the spectacular view you were beholding.

Reading the whole contract would have probably taken you hours. There was no way in Hell you would have signed it without pondering each and every clause, but you gave it a quick reading and some words were now permeating your brain.

‘Wife, payment, tv, affectio maritalis, sexual performances, moving, money’.

You swallowed the lump in your throat, your shaking fingers fidgeting with the charm of your necklace, a small, silver crescent moon, as you blurted out your question “What do you exactly want me to do?”.

Muzan did not turn to face you, he kept his intense gaze trailed on the city line instead “Be my wife” he simply said, earning a gasp from you.

“I’m sorry, what?” you breathed out.

“Adore me in public, love whoever you want privetely. Just a yes and I will shower you in money, gifts, respect and a life you could only dream of for the rest of your life… Are you in, my sweet Y/N?” he taunted you, turning towards you with the most dazzling and wicked smile you had ever seen in your whole existence.

You did not know what crossed your mind in that very instant and the following moments were fuzzy and fragmented, but all you knew on your way back to your small flat was that you had agreed and, when Kokushibo told you that he would have come to pick you up in the weekend, you were ready to start this new life as Kibutsuji’s ‘babygirl’ , as he had called you before you left.

You slumped onto your bed, droopy eyes and tipsy, unaware that a pair of golden and rainbow-colored eyes were watching you slipping into a well-deserved slumber.

AUTHOR NOTE.

Hi, there!

It’s my first post on this platform and I still need to understand a few basic things about Tumblr. Hopefully, I’ll be able to give you weekly updates, but I make no promises. This is going to be a small fan fiction and my main project for a little while. However, don’t worry, I’ll try to update some other one-shots & scenarios about other characters. Likes, comments and reposts are really appreciated!

X O X O

#muzan x reader #muzan x you #muzan x y/n #demon slayer #muzan smut #douma #kny au #kimetsu no yaiba #kokushibo #michikatsu tsugikuni #akaza #modern au #smut #demon slayer smut #douma x reader #akaza x reader #kokushibo x reader

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nno-user · 10 months

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uncolored doodle for my role swap au

[ Genya + Douma + Akaza ] — BG; Aizetsu, Ume, Kaigaku, Kokushibo.

#douma #kny douma #akaza #kny akaza #genya shinazugawa #demon slayer au #kny au #demon slayer: kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #kny fanart #kny #role swap au #aizetsu #daki #kaigaku #kokushibo #🔍 ; no username // art tag #🔍 ; no username // au tag

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crimsonface · 2 months

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Look at this goofy ahhh family

More dad kokushibo / tokito traitor au (plus genya)

#demon slayer #kny #kny au #muichiro tokito #kokushibo #yuichiro tokito #genya shinazugawa #muichiro and yuichiro #hashira muichiro and yuichiro #short hair yuichiro cause i said so #yuichiro rlly doesnt like genya #genmui #kinda #dad kokushibo

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valartsstuff · 9 months

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Hashira Yuichiro au, featuring Sanemi (again)

ANYWAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MUICHIRO AND YUICHIRO😩😩💓💓🦅🦅✨✨✨

#LE SKRUNKLIES MY BELOVED #demon slayer #kimetsu fanart #kny fanart #muichiro tokito #artists on tumblr #kimetsu no yaiba #kny art #demon slayer muichiro #kny #kny muichiro #fanart #sanemi shinazugawa #hashira #hashira yuichiro #kny genya #demon slayer kimetsu no yaiba #kny au

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ladytamayolover · 11 months

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‘ᴍʏ ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ’

An innocent little fluff of fem!readerxKyojuro Rengoku.

premise: They are cute parents with cute kids

“Kyojuro!” You basically screams, running over to your husband. “I thought you would be gone forever.” You cupped his face as he held her close to his chest.

“How is my lovely wife? And our lovely children?” He says, as he ignores the deep cut on his arm. He had just gone in his last mission, ever, after two children, that’s what it took to get this passionate man to retire. He wanted to do so sooner then later, but slayers have had a downfall in numbers recently, but he finally decided he deserved it.

“Natsumi, stop pulling your fathers uniform, it’s going to rip.” You says gently. Your daughter, Natsumi, was pulling at her fathers outfit attempting to get his attention. Natsumi looked just like you, except had Kyojuros eyes. Eyes softening, as Kyojuro looked down at his daughter, scooping her up.

“How are you my dear?” He says as she giggles as he spins her around, before hugging her tightly.

“I’m good Otousan! I made you a drawing! Let me get it.” He puts her down as she scurry’s off. Her long H/C hair bobbing as she runs to the home.

“Kouki is in the garden my love.” You say. Staring at your husband, the warm midday sun shimmering down on you two as he waits for Natsumi to return. “I will go fetch him. He will be very pleased to see you.”

“Kouki can finish playing whatever he’s doing in the garden, let me have a moment with my wife.” Kyojuro says before taking you, to hold you in a tight embrace. His body heat projects from off of him onto you. In such a warm manner everything seems to glow. Everything seems to fade in a gentle, warm, blurry glow. Just him. His arms wrapped around you, being squeezed close to him. it’s all that matters in the second. The moment, of pure silence, quickly touches you, a cold, salty tear runs down your face. How you missed him.

“Otousan! I got the drawing.” Quickly the scurry of your small daughters feet comping closer, thats what drifts you from the moment. Peering down at her art, you truly are amazed. It’s a simple water color drawing, simple, just a flash of warm reds, oranges, and yellows, but even then you are immediately reminded at your husband.

“It’s wonderful Natsumi! I love it!” Kyojuro takes the piece your daughter is waving in his face, “It’s a masterpiece, right my love?”

“Couldn’t be more correct.” You say nodding towards him. Nothing but joy submerging you. “Natsumi, will you please go get your brother?” Calmly leaning down to get closer to eye level with your daughter. She enthusiastically nods and scurry’s away. “She acts so much like you, Kyo.”

“You think?”

“Oh, definitely. She’s loud, enthusiastic, and passionate, and, stubborn.” You say teasingly, as Kyojuros face gets flustered.

“I am not stubborn! But I take the others as compliments and gladly accept them! But I am not stubborn!” He says, louder then usual, but he always speaks loud. Biting your lip so you don’t break out into a laughing fit, you take his face in your palms, kissing his check, so he’s less red from embarrassment, now red from your touch.

“My darling, if you weren’t stubborn you wouldn’t be so persistent about how you aren’t.” You tease, a bit more obvious this time. Deciding he will lose against you, Kyo simply kisses you. Warmth. Suddenly you were drowning in warmth. The aura he gave off was warm, calm, and loving. What you would give to be there with him, like this, all day, each day. And now you can.

“Otousan!” Suddenly the pounding of larger feet, but still small compared to you and kyojuro, hit the ground. Looking over you see a miniature Kyojuro, also known as your son Kouki.

“Kouki, how are you?” Kyojuro says as he gently pats his sons flamy hair.

“I am good! I have been practicing with the training sword you got for me, I am ready to become a slayer! Just like you!” He beams, your son was more reserved, sweet, but liked to experience life a bit more quietly. Unlike his father and younger sister. Though, when he was with his father, he was louder, more impulsive, and very bold. The affects your husband made on everyone’s lives for the better would forever amaze you. How could someone be so perfect?

“I am sure you will be ready to train a bit more seriously soon. Let’s go see you in action then shall we?” Marching off the two identical men went off to a clearing in your property. Noticing a slight tug on your kimono you look down to see your daughter.

“Okaasan, can we make Sakura Mochi?” Natsumi was starring up at uou with her large, flame eyes, you could melt at the gaze of your daughter.

“How could I say no? Let’s go make some and then watch your father and brother train.”

#kny au #kny fluff #kny kyojuro #kny x you #kny fanfic #kny rengoku #kny x y/n #kny x reader #rengoku x y/n #kyojuro rengoku x reader #rengoku kyojuro #kyojuro x reader #rengoku fluff #rengoku x you #rengoku kyōjurō #short story #i just love this so much #im proud of it

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bloodbladesanddemons · 3 days

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What modern Zohakuten relationship with Sekido or his brothers? You say he living with Sekido

Zoha has a very close relationship with Sekido as he’s the one who became the parental figure when their mother left and Hantengu continued being shitty.

Despite the snarky and mean comments they spit at each other every now and then, Zoha really looks up to Sekido for working as hard as he did.

The second he’s closest with is Karaku. While his jests are seen as more annoying and his vocabulary is anything but eloquent, Zoha appreciates Karaku’s musical prowess which actually inspired him to join percussion.

When Urogi joined Karaku’s band, Zoha would often ask Sekido if he could watch them practice and it’s because of that, that Zoha became a really good drummer. He doesn’t like the same music as Karaku and Urogi though…Zoha was more into classical music than anything else.

Aizetsu helps Zoha study for up coming tests when Sekido can’t find the time to quiz him. He enjoys Aizetsu’s apartment and the quiet. But he also heavily criticizes how bland the walls look.

All in all

Zoha loves his brothers a lot, but he’d never say it out loud.

Thanks for the ask!!!

#kny #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #kny au #kny modern au #hantengu #hantengu clones #sekido #zohakuten #karaku #urogi #aizetsu #demon slayer au #demon slayer modern au #ask #answered ask #thanks for the ask #ask response #ask me anything

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ghostbite0 · 2 months

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tiny 21 trio memes for the masses…

tiktok shadowbanned me so. expect more art here than ever before

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bwabys-scenarios · 11 months

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Douma SFW+NSFW HCs

Douma x afab!reader

Warnings: cockwarming, scratching/biting

background: you are douma’s wife and one of the only people that knows of his demon nature.

SFW

-so in love with you

-I’m not kidding he would do anything for you, talks about you constantly when you’re not around

-way too clingy. will not leave you alone when he’s around, if you want to do anything he does it with you. had to fight him to not follow you into the bathroom

-you’re the only person he has ever truly cared about, so please be tolerant of his touchy and clingy behavior, he’s trying to figure things out

-if asked by you, he will not eat in front of you

-you have to be firm with boundaries because he will try to push them, whether it be to figure out how much you are about it or just to see your reaction.

-watches the way you react to things, tries his best to replicate it so he can relate to you

-enjoys just being near you, sometimes will just hover around you as you go about your day

-you’re never truly alone, either he or a trusted member of his cult is with you at all times. even when you think you’re alone, he’s there watching from a distance

-not the best at problem solving but will listen to your problems none the less!

-out of the upper rank demons he will spend the most time with you, with akaza and hantengu close behind

-is genuinely trying to be the type of husband you deserve, although he is still a demon that eats humans, so he isn’t always the best

NSFW

-definitely the type to love cockwarming

-is very touchy, feels you up constantly 🙏

-he is not shy at all, will bend you over and fuck you anywhere

-can make you cum with his fingers alone

-will cum instantly if you bite/scratch him!!!

-he’s weirdly inexperienced when you first have sex, you figured being surrounded by women he’d at least have on encounter, but no! he didn’t have the urge before he met you

-doesn’t jerk off, why would he need to if you’re around? <3

-switch energy, but leans more towards dom

-cannot focus on anything when he’s horny so he will seek you out

-sometimes if he’s just insatiable he’ll have you cockwarm him while he goes about his duties

-“sweet thing, all wet just for me, only me”

-favorite place to cum is on your face, he thinks you’re so cute all covered in his cum

-super loud, will whine and moan all night

-he’s 8 inches long

-favorite position is missionary and cowgirl

-is rough, will leave you bruised but satisfied!!

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