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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.
#☆ ⋆｡˚ ୨ 𝔱𝔬𝔫𝔦𝔵𝔢 𝔞𝔰𝔨𝔰 ୧ ⋆｡˚#upper moons#uppermoons x reader#demon slayer x female reader#demon slayer douma#demon slayer x reader#demon slayer#kny#kimetsu no yaiba#muzan x y/n#muzan x you#muzan x reader#kny kokushibo#kokushibo x you#kokushibo x reader#kokushibo x y/n#douma x you#douma x reader smut#douma x reader#akaza x reader#akaza x y/n#akaza x you#daki x reader#daki and gyutaro#gyutaro x reader#gyutaro x y/n#gyutaro x you#nakime x reader#nakime x y/n#hantengu x reader
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BLINKS. Ok so laikkkk. You know how Muzan has that fake wife? IMAGINE LIKE um reader or whatever the fuck it’s called?! FINDING OUT and she’s just standing infront of Muzan Like 🧍🏻♀️yo wtf. DOES THIS MAKE SENSE
YES THIS MAKES SENSE! thank you for requesting😭😭
➤ Fem!Reader finding out about Muzan’s fake wife
➤ SFW headcanons (not proof read)
Muzan kibutsuji x Fem!reader
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warnings: kinda angsty also reader does not take shit from men (💀💀)
Man oh man.
Livid would be an understatement..
Muzan knows you can be scary.
After all, you’re one of those women who doesn’t take shit from men, you’re fiercely independent, you petrify the demon king himself with your audacious and captivating personality.
It was one of the things that attracted this walking menace towards you in the first place.
Now, Muzan does love you, so do not overthink and assume he actually loves his little false wife.
Oh, he couldn’t give a shit about her. But fake wife or not, you’d still consider it cheating.
In hindsight, he knew it was wrong but that didn’t stop him.
Anyway, that thought of you finding out his secret always loomed in the back of his mind.
However, he brushes this off, foolishly thinking this isn’t a humongous deal and you wouldn’t find out.
My god, he couldn’t have been more wrong. It’s embarrassing really..
No one knows how on god mother earth you found out but that night when Muzan returns home you confront him about it immediately. You aren’t going to sugar coat this for him nor pretend like you didn’t catch him in the act? pfft, only pussies do that.
But to be blunt you probably found out because you caught him kissing her in the entertainment district
“Oh, welcome home, dear! Now, do you mind telling me about your second wife? Or am i the second wife?”
Muzan’s response is silence at first. That being the dead giveaway.
You’re honestly just confused, like he already has you?? Why does he need to have this lil side hoe??
Deep down, you’re honestly hurt but you do a pretty damn good job at covering it up with that sarcastic smile of yours.
Meanwhile, Muzan denies it.
This only adds more fuel to the fire.
LIKE YOU CAN FEEL YOIR BLOOD BOILING.
No way he just lied to your face.
I mean, yeah, Muzan is a malicious demon at the end of the day so of course his interpretation on the human population is going to be fucked up on so many levels.
Thinks all humans are naive and incredibly stupid.
Besides you of course.
But the man isn’t a brainless amateur either he knows you’re different from the rest. Another reason why he actually has romantic feelings towards you.
Anyway, since you’re a girl boss, you obviously call him out on his bullshit lies and it provokes full blown fight between y’all.
You try to fight back tears, all these feelings are too much for you to bare.
You’re honestly crying because of how damn frustrating it is.
It’s also important to add Muzan has never witnessed you cry.
Feels guilty now but doesn’t dare to express it.
You manage to soothe your nerves down and continuously debunk the situation.
In the end, you have him backed up into a corner.
Then you proceed to reveal how you found out.
Muzan realizes that he can no longer escape this situation nor lie to you any longer.
Admitting his defeat, he confesses how he obtains a fake wife but doesn’t even feel anything towards her.
Muzan reassures you that he only has eyes for you, only feels these feelings towards you, assures you that he and his fake wife have nothing serious and that he only uses her to blend in with humanity.
You hear him out, listening to his explanation but then ask why he couldn’t just use you to blend in??
His response is that he desires to keep you safe and secured, if the slayers knew you were his weak point they’d definitely kill you so there is his explanation for cheating.
Bro just doesn’t want to lose you. Witnessing your murder would be his demise.
You calm down entirely, however, you aren’t 100% okay with him having a fake wife.
So you just give him an out.
Like, “it’s either her or me” you express in a very sharp tone to show how serious you are about this.
Of course he chooses you, after all, he always would.
Dislikes how you posses this much control over him. Your dominate nature doesn’t sit right with him.
But kudos to you!! He murdered divorced said wife and now there are no more issues. But you still are upset with him even awhile after that. Yeah, you aren’t going to move past it too quickly and because he’s such a manipulative narcissist your guard is always up around him.
But i mean who can blame you? You’re dating the demon king after all.
THIS WAS LOW-KEY ENJOYABLE TO WRITE!? i hope it meets your expectations and i hope this made sense! I’m working on multiple requests right now but this one was easier and faster to write due to it only being one character.
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(KNY) YANDERE PLATONIC! KOKUSHIBO x SISTER READER: You, Shibou. I, Kokoro.
YSIK Masterlist // Next chapter
A Cherry Blossom is a pretty flower, Blooming in the spring and representing renewal and joy. However it is quick to die out in the winter, Shrivelling up with it's beautiful colour following with it. Leaving the memory of it gone yet never forgotten.
The moon shun bright in the obsidian black sky.
The light that came down illuminated a small, yet well kept gravestone.
It was old, Ancient probably, Cracks were illustrated boldly into the corners and wrapped around the granite like spider webs. it seemed it was about to fall apart at the seams, yet held strong.
Flowers of all colour bustled around the bottom, Fresh, Newly planted.
A man sat on his knees in front of the stone, the only motion he made was the light breeze running through his hair, making his ponytail sway in the wind.
This was no man but instead a demon.
All six of his eyes lay transfixed on the carving written dead-centre on the tombstone, Carved with great care and precision to get it just right.
'[F/N] Tsugikuni'
The mans face was stoic and unreadable, but his eyes were filled with great sorrow and regret.
Kokushibo's arm reached out to the stone, Clawed hands tracing over the lettering carved out.
He asked himself
'How did it come to this?'
☆♡☆
"Michi-Nii!"
A young girl in a blue dragon-patterned haori called out from a distance, She could of only been about four or five yet her little legs were fast and let her catch up to her older brother.
Michikatsu turned around, Mildly surprised at his sister's sudden appearance he stopped in his tracks letting her finally reach him.
"[F/N]. I thought I told you to stay at home and help mother today, You know she needs someone to help her out." Michikatsu said, A little white lie.
His mother, While she wasn't in the best condition, Didn't currently need any help and even if she did little [F/N] would not of been able to do much about it. After all, She was still very young.
[F/N] heaved trying to catch her breath from all that running.
"I know Michi-Nii! but I wanted to come watch you fight!" [F/N] said excitedly, A big expecting smile on her face.
Michikatsu looked into [F/N]'s big puppy dog eyes and sighed. He just couldn't resist.
"..Well alright.. But for the record it's not 'fighting' it's sword training, I'm not fighting anyone, Just preparing for the day when I do, When I become a samurai!" Michikatsu said triumphantly.
[F/N] squealed.
"That's so cool! When I'm a big kid I wanna fight with swords and become a sam-u-mai!" She exclaimed.
"Samurai" Michikatsu corrected.
"Samai!" She responded.
"Samurai" Michikatsu said, Extra slowly so [F/N] could pick up the syllables.
"Samrai!" She said with complete confidence.
Michikatsu snorted and ruffled the girls hair, Who laughed in return.
"Nevermind, Let's get a move on then."
☆♡☆
The sun was high in the sky naming afternoon.
[F/N] sat on the grassy hill next to her brother, Yorichii.
They sat together watching Michikatsu over yonder train his sword swings by hitting dummies out in the field. She watched in wonder at his determination and focus to his craft
Yorichii was the middle child of the family, Michikatsu the oldest and [F/N] the youngest.
Yorichii was a mute. Never spoke or made any motion to communicate, However that never stopped [F/N]'s undying attempts of trying to.
This mostly just consisted of [F/N] following him around, Sleeping in his futon when she had a nightmare or just simply talking her little heart out to him, To which he'd always respond with a little smile and a nod, Showing that he was listening.
He was usually a daydreamer, But today he seemed just as transfixed as she was at their older brother's training.
"Yor-Nii, Where are you going?" [F/N] asked as she watched Yorichii wander down the hill towards Michikatsu.
As usual she got no answer, So she got up and followed him down.
Michikatsu was so fixated on his sword swings that he never noticed Yorichii standing behind him.
So when the physics of one of his sword slashes brought him back stumbling into Yorichii that snapped him out of his training fever.
"Yorichii? What is it?" Michikatsu said surprised. His brother had never interfered while he was training
Yorichii stood still and took in a deep breath, He clenched his fists as if bracing for impact. He opened his mouth.
"...I want to be a samurai like you!" Yorichii stammered not only in his speech but also in his stance.
Michikatsu's sword dropped to the ground with a clang!
A shockwave went through both Michikatsu and [F/N], Their brothers first words to them leaving them speechless.
[F/N] however was the first to speak up.
"Yor-Nii! You can speak! Now we can really talk to each other!" She proclaimed excitedly, Making Yorichii wobble when she jumped to hug him.
Michikatsu stood there, It was hard to tell whether he was shocked at Yorichii's sudden speech or the proclamation of his goal which happened to coincide with both his and [F/N]'s.
"Yorichii.." Michikatsu said just above a whisper.
Yorichii looked back at him with a shaky determination, it shook and swayed but despite the odds it stood strong.
Michikatsu's form deflated, Going back to his calm and stoic demeanour.
"Yorichii. You know what will happen when you're ten, Right?" He said quietly, Only hinting at Yorichii's fate as [F/N] had no idea.
Yorichii nodded. Only taking a glance down at [F/N].
"I know. But I still want to be a samurai, I want to be like you." Yorichii said, Still not given up.
[F/N] perked up.
"Me too! I wanna be a.. samurai too! Like Michi-Nii!" She said, Making sure to pronounce 'Samurai' slowly to pronounce the syllables.
"Hey, You got it right" Michikatsu pointed out, Mildly proud.
Yorichii looked down at [F/N] who still was hugging his waist, He smiled.
"Really? All of us want to be swordsmen?" Yorichii asked now a bit more reserved. He scratched the back of his head.
"Swordgirl!" [F/N] said confidently.
"Swordswoman" Both Yorichii and Michikatsu corrected at the same time.
"Swordgirl?"
This will take a while.
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A good few years have passed since then.
The five-year old little girl [F/N] had grown into a blossoming young woman and is now a little younger than her big brothers were back then.
She still wore a resized version of her blue dragon-patterned haori, The only thing that really stayed the same and came with her through her walk of life.
"You know [F/N], I could convince your father to buy you a new haori" Akeno Tsugikuni, Her mother said to her while running a needle through her haori, resizing the fabric to fit [F/N]'s bigger self.
"This is about the fifth time I've had to refit this old thing. I'm sure your dad would prefer you to have a new one, You are coming up on marriage age after all" She softly spoke to [F/N], But her eyes were fixed on the fabric, Stitching with care.
[F/N] shook her head nonchalantly.
"No, Mom. This was a gift from you, It was homemade. You can't just buy that kind of thing from a tailor." She huffed.
[F/N] sat on the edge of her mothers sick-bed, Her mother laid propped up so she could
Akeno smiled.
"Besides, I don't even think I'd want to get married. I like how my life is right now and you know I still want to be an onna-musha, right?" [F/N] said.
True, Even after all these years [F/N] still held onto the goal of becoming a Female samurai, An onna-musha.
However it seemed like a pipe-dream. With her father's influence and strength she had never picked up a sword, No matter how hard or surreptitiously tried to steal or borrow one of her brothers swords she was always caught in the end and given a right punishment for it.
Still, This never changed her mind on the matter.
"I see... Still haven't given up on that dream, have you?" She hummed.
"Well anyways, If you're so invested into my own sowing then maybe-" Akeno broke out into a fit of coughs, She dropped the needle in favour of covering her mouth.
[F/N] quickly rushed over to her side.
"Mom? Mom, Are you alright" She said, Lightly patting her mothers back.
Akeno stopped sputtering out coughs but still softly wheezed during breaths.
"I'm.. Fine, Sweetheart" She spoke, However her hoarse throat said otherwise.
"No, You're not! You don't need to fix my haori, We can continue later but right now you should lay down." [F/N] worried.
Akeno shook her head.
"I said I'm alright but.. could you go fetch me.. Some water?" She breathed heavily as if all the air around her had thinned.
[F/N] quickly nodded and rushed out the room to complete the task.
She swiftly opened the shoji doors to her house and made her way over to the water-well sat upon the hill. She hoped to the gods above that the well hadn't dried up in the early summer heat.
She reached the small little well and peered inside, The water in the well was plentiful. [F/N] sighed in relief and proceeded to wheel the bucket on the rope down the stony passageway.
CLASH!
[F/N] jumped at the sound, Letting the rope slip from her grasp she watched the bucket fall from its steady pace and hit the water with a loud splash!
"No!" [F/N] yelled. The well was too far down for her to reach the bucket. She cried out in frustration and looked over at the source of noise that dominoed the bucket falling.
Over in the valley beyond the hill was Michikatsu, Still out training with his sword. It was fairly early in the morning and judging by the sweat-beads on his face and the mess of his clothes [F/N] could tell he's been up training since six at least.
That's right, Along with her, Michikatsu had changed as well.
From the strong yet stoic young man that [F/N] had grown up with he had festered into a more strength obsessed yet quiet young man than what he had been before.
[F/N] knew the catalyst well, He was her brother after all.
Yorichii from that day he proclaimed his want to be a samurai, Had demonstrated an inhuman talent for the skill. A man who was working with their father had humoured Yorichii and decided to teach him a basic stance.
However to everyone's surprise, Yorichii had landed four blows on the man and swiftly defeated him. Which is something that Michikatsu never could.
From then on Michikatsu grew a bit darker, Maybe not noticeably. Not noticeable from her father, mother or even Yorichii. But [F/N] could tell.
She barely saw him anymore, Well it was more of she never talked to him anymore. She still watched him train, at least from afar.
An idea clicked in her head.
The bucket in the well was too far down for her to reach, Yes. However it wasn't too far for Michikatsu who was a foot taller than her.
She walked down the hill, Calling out for him.
"Michi-Nii!" She called out to him.
Michikatsu stopped swinging his sword and turned around to look at his little sister with an annoyed scowl on his face.
"What? Can't you see I'm a bit busy at the moment" Michikatsu hissed.
[F/N] froze for a moment.
"I just need a little help, the bucket in the well fell into the water" She explained softly, Scared to entice her brothers wrath.
Michikatsu groaned.
"Alright." He said simply and quickly headed over to the well. [F/N] followed after, Smiling.
"Thank you, Michi-Nii!" She said thankfully.
[F/N] grabbed onto his hand to hold it, But she was shaken off by Michikatsu.
"I told you to stop calling me that, It's stupid and childish" He said, grimacing.
[F/N]'s smile was put out like a light, But she nodded. Trying to respect his wishes.
They got to the well and Michikatsu fished out the bucket with ease and handed it over to [F/N] who bowed down in thanks but with much less emotion put into it.
With that, Michikatsu walked away without a goodbye. Off to go and continue training for the rest of the day and coming back home in the dead of night, Just to go to sleep and repeat the process over and over again.
[F/N] frowned but took the bucket of water back to the house.
Sliding open the Shoji doors she entered the house, remarkably more downtrodden than before.
As she walked the halls towards her mothers room she heard two voices arguing in a hushed tone.
"She doesn't want to get married."
"Too bad. She's coming upon marriage age and if she doesn't want to disrespect this family she will do as she's told and marry the man we've picked out for her"
The two voices, Her mother and father.
She slipped quietly behind the half-open shoji door, Intently listening in on their conversation
"She want's to be an onna-musha, You know." Her mother admitted.
"An onna-musha. Really." Her father responded, A tone full of disgusted shock ran through his voice.
"That girl is too weak to even tend to the horses. Not to mention the girl's only worth will be to marry her off to a nobleman. Her being a samurai along with the men would just be wrong" He said.
There was a silence not just between [F/N]'s parents, But her too.
She's known her father hadn't particularly paid attention to her nor did he show any affection but to think he thought this lowly of her was a gut punch to the stomach.
"Don't say that, Akuhei. She could be listening" Her mother said in a whisper.
"I hope she is. She needs to learn the truth sooner or later or she'll grow up and be delusional to the real world."
[F/N] let tears flow from her cheeks, Dripping down onto the floor.
If she couldn't even get a bucket out from a well, Could she really be a swordswoman?
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Something wasn't right.
It had been a good few hours after [F/N] had eavesdropped on her parents conversation and it had fallen into night-time.
[F/N] had long gone to bed but she wasn't able to fallen asleep easy. It was strange, No matter the situation she had always had no issue with falling into unconciousness.
She rolled and scuffled around on her futon uncomfortably. Could it of been the conversation earlier? No. Couldn't be that, It was something else.
[F/N] rubbed her eyes and got up from her futon. She shuffled on her sandals and quickly draped her newly-sized blue dragon haori around her figure for warmth.
She decided to go for a walk to clear her head.
[F/N] walked softly in the darkened hallways of her home, The soft moonlight illuminated her pathway through the house. She was lost in her own thoughts from the events of the day.
Her father's words, Michikatsu's attitude, Her mother's illness. It all swirled in her mind like a hurricane.
"..I like my life how it is right now"
The words she had told her mother. A lie.
She hated how everything was right now. Her dad saw her as an object to be bid on. Michikatsu acted like she was nothing but a burden to him and Yorichii was nowhere to be found.
Besides, Even if Yorichii and Michikatsu weren't talking either they were obviously the more important in the family.
They were the Sun and the Moon, Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi.
[F/N] wasn't a celestial deity or a celestial body, She was just the terrestrial afterthought. Yorichii and Michikatsu were both skilled and talented in their own rights, They were fawned over by the girls and even some of the boys in the village. They were praised and respected.
[F/N] wasn't even allowed to leave the house.
Now that she thought about it, There was only was her and her mother.
Her mother.
While walking she had stopped in her tracks. Light shone in through the hallway from an open door.
Her mother's door.
[F/N]'s brow quirked. Was her mother up this late as well? She should be asleep, She was very ill after all.
[F/N] peeked through the doorway, Her eyes widened.
Yorichii stood over the bed, Her mother layed motionlessly on the bed.
"Yor-Nii?" [F/N] asked.
Yorichii turned around, A strained look in his eyes. His jaw stood locked tight as if there was something painful he had to say.
"Mother has passed on" Yorichii whispered.
What?
No, No. No no no no no. That couldn't be right, No. It couldn't be right.
[F/N] stumbled over to her mother, Shoving Yorichii out of the way to whom backed off.
"Mum, Mum. Wake up, Hey. Hey, Do you hear me?" [F/N] cried, She grasped onto her mother's limp hand, She shook it in futile attempt to wake her.
"Mum you can't, Mum please." Tears started rolling down her cheeks now, Her breathing laboured.
"Yorichii, Please did you try-"
She turned around, Yorichii was nowhere to be seen.
He had left.
He had left and hadn't even bothered to try and comfort her.
She stared in shock, Not believing her situation
She was brought back by a hand squeezing her own.
She snapped her head back down to her mother, Whose eyes lain weakly on [F/N]'s. A soft yet painful smile appeared on her face.
"Mum!" [F/N] choked.
"[F/N]..." Akeno whispered. "Come closer.."
[F/N] Nodded and leant down closer to her mother, Kneeling down now to listen closely. Her eyes never leaving her mothers
"I never wanted to be married... My father had sold me off at a young age as well." Akeno started.
"I had a chance.. Once.. To leave this place, To get out of my marriage but do you know what happened?" She asked, Looking mournfully into the eyes of her youngest, Who was now choking on her sobs and tears rushing out from her eyes.
Akeno didn't wait for an answer
"I didn't take it.. I was too afraid." A sad smile came upon her.
"My life had ended right there since I never took that chance.. And the only good thing to ever happen after that... were you three."
"[F/N].. Yorichii.. Michikatsu. My beautiful children" Akeno let tears roll down her face now, Reminiscing on her life that was flashing before her now.
"Please.. You now have a chance. Get away while you still can.." Her other hand wiped the tears off of [F/N]'s face weakly, However her hand started to fall.
"Run.. and I promise I will see you again, The kami will reunite us... I love you, [F/N]" She whispered, Her hand falling to her side and the others grip becoming limp. The light in her eyes fading.
"Mum... Mum! No! no no!" [F/N] sobbed, Shaking her mothers now lifeless corpse she collapsed to the floor and cried out for her mum to come back, to speak to her.
"Run, You still have your chance"
Her mothers voice rang in her head, It echoed throughout her entire being.
And with love and tears, She kissed her mother on the forehead and closed her dead eyes. Akeno's face displayed rest, peace.
She said her final goodbye's to her mother and left the room to go back to her own.
And with a heavy heart and a rucksack full of essentials, She climbed out her rooms window and left in the dead of night.
☆♡☆
[F/N] trudged through the woodlands.
It was now daybreak, The sun rose upon the distance and shown through cracks in the tree's.
Through all that time [F/N] never stopped walking, Never took a break. The only thing on her mind was escape to a better place.
It was only once she appeared upon a clearing did she stop walking.
In front of her was a rundown Shinto shrine placed upon the mountainy and rocky terrain of the woods.
It had obvious that people hadn't been here in decades by the dust, cobwebs and poor conditions of all the archways and cracked stone lanterns lining the pathway up to the shrine entrance.
Back in it's heyday it would of been grand. A massive shrine that could of held a good few hundred people, As there was a large amount of corridors and a second floor.
Not to mention the vast courtyard [F/N] now found herself standing in.
She breathed in the highland forest air, Took in the birds chirping and the warm light of the sun on her skin.
She looked upon the sign hanging from the archway.
"Inari Ōkami"
The kami of Foxes, Agriculture, Fertility, Tea, Sake and Swordsmiths.
[F/N] frowned at the state of the shrine, Thinking of it as a great disrespect to Inari.
Another thought ran through her mind.
Home. A rundown one for sure, But nothing she couldn't fix.
And that's what she did.
For the next ten years that's what [F/N] did. She fixed the Archways, Refilled the stone lamps, Rebuilt the structuring, Cleaned up the cobwebs and dust all until it looked newly built.
Everyday since she came across it she would give offerings to Inari Ōkami. Ranging from nuts and fruit she would pick up while scavenging to Flowers and pieces of jewellery.
She'd light candles in their honour, Pray to them not for good fortune but for the reformation of the shrine.
She'd grown attached to the shrine, So much so that she had completely forgotten her goal of becoming a swordswoman in favour of being the sole shrine-maiden.
And in that time she had finally bloomed into a beautiful young woman and if anyone should come across her they would describe her as such.
Not that anyone came along though, The shrine was in the middle of nowhere and [F/N] had seen no one in the past decade.
As [F/N] got up for another day to tend to the shrine she wondered what her brothers were doing now.
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[F/N] carried her basket full of fruits, Satisfied from a successful scavenge.
She headed back up towards the large archway that was there to greet people into the temple. It use to be covered in splintered wood but thanks to the efforts of [F/N] the archway was restored with a fresh coat of paint and smoothing of the wood.
When she got up there she stopped, Her eyes widened.
The massive wooden doors to the thick stone wall gate were left wide open.
She was sure she had closed them when she had left.
Her body stiffened and her palms became sweaty.
Who could be in her shrine? Nobody came up the mountains and the nearest village was a good few dozen kilometres away on the far other side of the forest. No one who was just wandering could come across the temple.
[F/N] slowly put the basket of fruit onto the ground, Making sure not to make a sound.
She unsheated her Kaiken from her obi and slowly made her way inside to the courtyard, Which seemed empty.
But she looked upon the main building and just like the gate doors the shoji to the main building were left wide open.
[F/N] confirmed her suspicions. Someone was definetly here.
She made her way inside, Checking the main hallways she found no one around however that never made [F/N] let down her guard.
THUMP!
[F/N] flinched. The sound of an object knocking over came from just down the hall she was facing. Gripping her Kaiken tighter she moved forward towards the sounds
As she got closer, She heard a duo of voices arguing.
"Stop moving, Brother."
"Argh, If you'd let me do it by myself this would go much faster."
"No. You're injured, let me do it."
Wait..
"I'm told you I'm fine. It's just a cut."
Those voices..
[F/N] lowered her Kaiken. She stood, legs shaking. Heart pounding as she slowly called out.
"Michi-Nii? Yori-Nii?"
A sudden shuffling was heard in the room across from her.
The semi-shut shoji doors slammed open and out first came Michikatsu, Who had a semi-wrapped bandage around his arm with Yorichii following close after.
They were in their twenties now and were much older and their faces had changed a lot. But no matter how much they had physically changed [F/N] recognised her brothers, Who both now had surprised yet unrecognisable expressions in their face.
[F/N]'s mouth was open, Her eyes wide and sparkling with recognition.
"[F/N]..." Yorichii said.
"Yori-Nii! Michi-Ni-" She was cut off by the sudden arms pulling her into a tight hug. Michikatsu had moved so fast that she didn't see him move.
"[F/N].." He stuttered, Swaying back and forth while hugging her.
"Nii-san.." [F/N] cried, Gripping the back of his purple hexagonal hakama tightly as she buried her head into the side of his neck.
"You've grown so much.. And look at that" [F/N] grazed the hilt of of his sword, taking in the craftsmenship.
"You've both become swordsmen. I'm so proud, I wish I could've been there to see your ceremony" She whispered.
Michikatsu never responded to her words, instead going into a speech of his own.
"[F/N].. I lost you. You disappeared out of nowhere.. I searched for you for years.." Michikatsu was lost for words. If [F/N] didn't know better she could of sworn he was crying.
"I'm sorry, Michi-Nii. I'm sorry I didn't tell you where I went" [F/N] whispered.
The bear hug grip on her got tighter.
"Never. And I mean never leave me again. You have no idea what you put me through... You better promise" He scolded. [F/N] nodded vigorously.
"I promise."
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"So this is where you've been living for the past ten years?" Michikatsu asked, Looking around the haiden.
The place was a massive hall dedicated to worship of Inari. at the very end was the main worship shrine, Which was bustling with hand-woven straw baskets filled with offerings and lit candles in Inari's honour.
"Yeah.. When I ran away ten years I came across this place and made it my home. Been like that ever since." [F/N] smiled, Proud of the hall.
It was indeed very pretty, The new refurbished decorations of flowers, candles and banner-work created a grandiose appearance. The wooden pillars supported the tall height of the room and had beams at the top connecting them all with baskets filled with flowers hanging from them.
The entire room looked like it was built and cared for by an entire team of shrine maidens, Not a single dust spot to be seen.
Yorichii and Michikatsu stared in awe at the work.
"And you maintained this place all by yourself?" Yorichii asked, Genuinely in wonder at the décor.
"Well.. Apart from the occasional seller I meet when I'm scavenging for food nearest the road.. They sell me candles, Banners and other things needed for maintenance.. It's all done by me." [F/N] explained.
"It's.. Impressive. To think how you learned all this.." Michikatsu said.
"I get all my information from the shrine's library, From then on you figure it out on the way." [F/N] responded, Completely humble to the praise she received.
She turned around to her brothers with a smile.
"What about you two? Tell me what's been happening, And how'd you get that cut?" She asked innocently, Pointing to Michikatsu's bandaged arms
The two twins looked at each other, Having a silent conversation with each other. Contemplating what they should tell. Both of them very apprehensive, they shared a knowing look between them.
[F/N] frowned.
"..Is it not something you want to tell me?" She asked.
"Well.. It's hard to believe but-" Yorichii started.
"It’s just a mistake from sword training. Don't you worry about it." Michikatsu finished.
Yorichii looked over at him, Surprised at his sudden interruption.
[F/N]'s eyes narrowed. She felt curious but decided to drop the subject.
"Well anyways.. I need to go retrieve my fruit basket from outside and do my morning rounds around the shrine. Feel free to have a look around, Just please don't touch anything " [F/N] said, bowing her head low and heading towards the exit.
"Hold on, I'll come with you" Michikatsu said, He went to follow after his sister but was stopped when a hand pulled him back.
"Go on ahead, [F/N]. Michikatsu-Nii will catch up." Yorichii said. [F/N] nodded.
She said goodbye in the form of a hug, Michikatsu then Yorichii.
Michikatsu shot Yorichii a scorning look.
"What do you want?" Michikatsu hissed, The usual irritation of his brother turned up a notch.
"We need to tell her, Nii-san. So we can help her set up wisteria around the place." Yorichii argued.
Michikatsu gritted his teeth.
"Wisteria would be a good idea. But we don't need to tell her about demons, I mean look at her! She's still young" Michikatsu said, exasperated.
"She's eighteen, Nii-san. More than old enough to know about demons, about how to protect herself." Yorichii countered.
"She won't need to learn how to protect herself If I'm there to do it for her" Michikatsu hissed.
Yorichii's face scrunched up. He took a step forward towards Michikatsu and stood steady.
"Nii-san, I know you and [F/N] were attached by the hip when she was young but you can't always be there for her, She's strong enough to survive on her own but not strong enough to survive a possible demon attack, So we need to inform her. She won't let us plant wisteria around the shrine without a very good reason " Yorichii argued, His point stood stronger than he did.
Michikatsu's teeth gritted and his face was a visage of concealed anger like they were standing in the eye of the storm waiting for the inevitable onslaught.
"You always need to know better, Don't you Yorichii?" Michikatsu spat in a low tone.
Yorichii was surprised at Michikatsu's sudden animosity towards him, He was confused. This had never happened before.
"What do you mean to imply by that, Nii-san?" Yorichii asked, Slight worry coming over him for his brother who seemed restless.
Michikatsu suddenly became aware of his sudden outburst, His shoulders dropped from their previously stiff position. He sighed.
"Nothing... I shouldn't of spoke out like that." Michikatsu said, Quickly bowing his head to Yorichii he began to leave the shrine hall.
"Where are you going?" Yorichii called after him.
"To go find [F/N]. And make sure she's alright" He responded, Leaving the hall in search of his little sister.
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Michikatsu looked around the shrine for [F/N].
He walked the halls, checked the empty rooms, searched the courtyard, looked around the perimeter of the shrine and scoured through the shrine's impressively large and overflowing gardens but turned up empty.
He was frustrated. Where could she be? The forest surrounding the temple was fairly thick and shading and who knows? A demon might of been able to cover itself in the foliage and maybe she had left the shrine to pick up her basket only to come face to face with the monster and-
Michikatsu couldn't think anymore about it.
Sweat beads started forming on his head, What if she ran away? She couldn't, she sworn to him that she'd never leave him again. She couldn't of done that to him! What if she wasn't happy to see him and took the chance to leave while he was being lectured by Yorichii?
Yorichii.
Did she favour him over Michikatsu? When you were hugging him to say goodbye he could of sworn you had hugged Yorichii just a little bit tighter than him, Smiled a little bigger, Looked a little happier.
As he searched the halls for a second time he felt another burst of envy rise up in him, Something that had been occurring more and more lately.
His thoughts stopped when he stepped on an uneven dip in the ground. He felt around with his foot and outlined a frame of sorts.
He looked down to see he was standing on a rug. He then looked up realising that he was at the end of the hallway.
He reached down and pulled away the rug revealing a trapdoor, Assumedly leading down to the basement of the shrine.
A basement? Shrines don't usually have basements, He thought to himself.
He noticed the padlock on the handle was unlocked It was also spotless without a trace of dust, Indicating that it was used often.
He opened the door with a small creak of the wood. It revealed a short stone staircase which lead down to a low-ceiling hallway.
Michikatsu raised an eyebrow. He looked left and right before going down the stairs slowly. One step at a time.
He got down to the bottom of the stairs. The ceiling was certainly low as it grazed the top of Michikatsu's head making him feel uncomfortable in the small passageway.
He walked along the tunnel, each of his footsteps producing a faint echo as he went along. The tunnel was comparably cold to the early summer heat from up top.
At the end of the passageway was a wooden door, It looked old and rigid. Looking at the rest of the shrine this was a surprise for Michikatsu as the rest of it was pristine and in perfect shape compared to the derelict looking door.
He reached the door which he now realised was opened just a slight amount.
He pressed his ear to the door, Listening intently.
The sound of cloth on metal sounded on the other side. It was a sound he recognised well, It was polishing of a sword.
He pushed the door open to find [F/N] sitting on her knees with a strange looking sword in hand, a dry cloth in the other.
"Michi-Nii!" [F/N] jumped in surprise and dropped the cloth.
She sat in a much wider room than the hallway. The stone walls were filled with holding frames and shelves, The majority of them empty but still a good few holding rather precious looking trinkets.
At the end of the room which was facing the door and [F/N] held a sort of table harbouring a headpiece stand, Which was obviously suppose to hold the sword in her hands. It was also home to a kitsune mask hanging above it with eyes that looked like it was staring right through him.
"How'd you find the room?" [F/N] said rather surprised.
"Never mind how I found it. Why are you here?" He asked sternly, As if he was scorning a misbehaving child.
"Why am I in a room inside my own shrine?" [F/N] scoffed lightly.
"More of why didn't you tell me where you were, I was worried and I couldn't find you anywhere." He asked more forceful in tone.
[F/N] seemed confused at his reasoning but chalked it up to him still being a little shaken by their reunion.
"...I'm sorry... Coming in here to tend to the artefacts here is apart of my weekly rounds." She explained. A meek look appearing on her face.
Michikatsu sighed.
"Alright then. But please, Tell me next time you wander off into some hidden basement." He said in a softer voice leading to [F/N] calming down.
"What is this room anyways?" Michikatsu asked, Examining the room.
[F/N] peaked up, A sparkle of excitement in her eyes.
"Oh! Well according to the blueprints and builders logs I've found in the library this room was specially built to hold the shrine's treasures. Oh! Wait, hold on!" [F/N] exclaimed.
She reached over to the table in front of her and pulled out a fairly tiny roll of parchment paper, Unfolding it she displayed it to Michikatsu who looked down reading it.
"Apparently one of the noble-clanswoman paying for the building of the shrine here had a really steamy affair with some hot-shot samurai who use to gift her a TON of gifts" [F/N] explained with a passion, Her eyes held a glint of story.
"So to hide them away from her husband she built this little hidey-hole so he wouldn't discover them" She finished.
"What happened to her?" Michikatsu asked, Entertaining her passion.
She only shrugged though.
"No clue, The rest of the parchment was torn and I haven't found the other half..." She said, Disappointment filling her voice.
Michikatsu nodded and looked towards the sword in [F/N]'s lap.
"I can understand the other little objects around here but a sword?" Michikatsu said dumfounded.
[F/N] shook her head.
"No! No. The only two items in the room that weren't a gift was this sword and the kitsune mask hanging over there" She said, Pointing towards the kitsune mask hung by rope.
"Then what are they doing here?"
"They're the shintai that were suppose to be worshipped here at the shrine." [F/N] stretched over and tugged the hanging mask off the rope and presented both it and the sword to Michikatsu, Signalling him to take it.
As he did she told him to be careful while holding them.
The sword was nothing similar to any Katana he's wielded, Nor was it like anything he'd seen in the country. Instead it was built like a very large medieval English sword with the only hint of Japanese influence being the blue hilt which resembled the typical katana.
One side of the sharpened blade was covered in a sort of second sharper metal which glimmered azure in the dim light of the room.
The mask however was oddly designed compared to the usual festival mask. It was made of porcelain and its eyes were carved in a sort of wide eyed stare, The whites of it being a dark black and the pupils sapphire.
Thick cerulean marks adorned the mask, Swirling around the mask and centring at the bullseye of the mask. Except for the ears which were deeply patterned with swirls and flower-esque designs culminating at the covered tips.
The two items radiated a sort of energy from both which Michikatsu couldn't place.
"They're twin artefacts. It's said in the shrines folklore that they belonged to Inari Okami themselves gifted to them by their father, Izanagi. And from the heavens above they dropped them on accident and both the sword and the mask fell to here, The mortal realm" She explained with low wonder.
"The sword is named very bluntly as "The Soul Sword". It's called that because it's said by the previous shrine maidens that when a person is killed by the blade the soul of the person is absorbed into it and prevented from passing onto the afterlife. An eternity in the blade." She told as if it was rehearsed, It probably was.
She pointed to the Mask
"The mask however isn't named but it's said to warp the body of the user to their desire, Disguising themselves completely." She said.
"And does it work?" Michikatsu asked, Studying the mask.
"Haven't tried. It's a sacred artefact of the shrine. It would be a disrespect to Inari if I did." She stated.
Michikatsu examined both of the artefacts as [F/N] rambled away on the tale of the two, They were very well kept.
"You really know a lot about this stuff. Don't you?" He said more of to himself.
[F/N] nodded.
"Yeah. I guess it's just something I'm passionate about" She muttered.
Suddenly, Their conversation was interrupted by a voice upstairs calling out.
"Nii-San! [F/N]!" Yorichii called out from up above them, Voice faint and muffled from the thick stone walls.
Michikatsu groaned being mildly annoyed at being interrupted by Yorichii. [F/N] perked up however.
"That's Yorichii. Better go see what he needs!" She said. [F/N] grabbed both the sword and the mask from Michikatsu's grasp and settling them back with care onto their designed positions, As well as rolling up the parchment paper and putting it under the table
She dusted off her beryl coloured haori and got up from the tatami mat she was sitting on.
"Come on, Better not keep him waiting!" [F/N] said making her way out without waiting for Michikatsu, Who quickly followed after.
They made their way back up the stairs to find Yorichii a few metre's down the hall. He was standing there watching them come up with an arm stretched out, A crow perched neatly on it with a small roll of parchment paper tied to its neck by a string.
"What is it, Yorichii?" Michikatsu asked eyeing the crow.
"Oyataka-sama has summoned us to the headquarters, Urgent meeting." Yorichii said, a tint of unhappiness in his voice.
Michikatsu's face scrunched up in resentment, Obviously not excited by the news.
[F/N] frowned.
"..You've got to leave?" She asked looking up at Michikatsu who looked back with her with an expression saying that he didn't want to. But Yorichii's voice maintained importance.
"..I suppose so.." He said reluctantly. Not wanting to leave his sister alone. His eyes expanded with an idea formed in his head.
"Why don't you come with us, [F/N]?" Michikatsu asked going to stand next to Yorichii. The crow once perched on his arm squawked once. And with a flap of its wings it took off out an ajar window.
[F/N]'s palms suddenly got sweaty at the thought. Her shoulders felt heavy and slumped down with her face portraying one of heavy adversion
She shook her head, Michikatsu's face fell.
"It's not a long trip if that's what you're worried about, If you get tired we can get a horse or I could carry you-" Michikatsu was cut off by [F/N]'s hum of disapproval.
"It's not the trip. It's just I really don't want to leave the shrine unattended y'know?" She asserted. Evidently after spending an entire decade in it's walls she had grown dependant and attached so much to the point she couldn't journey far out of it.
"You can leave the shrine for a few days. Just please come with us, It'll be fine." Michikatsu reasoned, a small ounce of anxiety rising up into his chest at the thought of her being left.
[F/N] shook her head again.
"No, I'm sorry. But it's not forever, You can still come visit!" She spouted in an asking tone, Waiting for him to confirm.
Michikatsu shared a look with Yorichii. Yorichii's look told him he agreed with their sister while Michikatsu's only told of aversion.
However feeling outnumbered in the situation he reluctantly sighed and agreed to [F/N]'s proposal.
With a heavy heart and bag of food [F/N] prepared for their journey, Michikatsu spared one last look to see her before heading out into the forest.
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In the five months that passed from that day forward were probably the happiest days of [F/N]'s life.
Every few days her brothers would come and visit her at the shrine after a mission and they'd stay for around two days before the crow came along and the process started all over again.
She'd even arranged them their own little rooms and the crow would come in advance to announce their arrival so she could prepare them food.
It was nice to be reunited with her family after a decade of solitude. The routine they got into was nice and became sort of domestic.
Though, Over the months [F/N] couldn't help but notice a sort of tension between Michikatsu and Yorichii however it was one-sided. Only Michikatsu initiated it while Yorichii was none the wiser.
It seemed more aggressive as the months went on. Michikatsu focused more on his training similar to what he did when they were younger. He'd have more hostility towards Yorichii and weirdest of all he seemed much more clingy and possessive towards her.
However [F/N] didn't like to think of it. While she knew it was there and she knew they'd have to talk about it at some point, She decided that it'd be better to wait for the right time to bring it up.
Everyday [F/N] would get up at around seven in the morning to do her rounds, Collect food and pray to Inari for an hour or two before going out to the main wooden shrine steps to sit and wait for her brothers to return.
When they did they would eat together, They'd tell stories of their mission no matter how surface level and vague they described it. They'd train outside in the courtyard while [F/N] watched from the steps in awe at their skill.
She recalled back to her childhood and her dream of becoming a samurai like her brothers, While it was true she now favoured the shrine over that old fairy-tale it didn't mean that she still didn't ponder over it often, Daydream while she brushed the floors, Envision the swing of a sword when she spun the brush around.
However of course, It was just a pipe dream. Just a silly pipe dream. But often she asked herself: Why not both?
[F/N] watched Michikatsu from the steps as he practiced sword swings in the shrine courtyard, Taking occasional glances at his sister to make sure she was watching him. The thought ran throughout her head. While she hadn't picked up a sword before other than The Soul Sword (Which at times, She lightly swung it around before setting it down. Then right after feeling ashamed for using a sacred artefact she proceeded to pray for forgiveness at the altar)
She was sure she could try.
While Michikatsu was swinging his sword she had got up from the step with a stumble. She wobbled a little and grabbed the handle bars to steady herself.
She took a deep breath and slowly walked down the stairs which suddenly seemed like a herculean task.
She set her sandal-covered feet onto the courtyard with an unnecessary effort and started walking towards Michikatsu who was only a few metre's ahead of her.
With every step she took her body seemed to get heavier. It felt like weights were being tied to her ankles every time she lifted her foot.
The distance seemed to widen between her and her brother. Her eyelids seemed to get heavier too.
And with another single undignified step her knees collapsed on her. She fell down to the floor with a thump! as her body relaxed and crumpled over on the ground.
Her eyes got blurry as she saw Michikatsu rush over to her tired body and listened to him shout out something she couldn't hear
She closed her eyes and untensed her body. Falling into the pitch black void of unconciousness.
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[F/N] lay motionless in her bed.
A wet cloth lay over her forehead and a light blanket was lain on top of her.
It was two months since that day she collapsed. She was carried by Michikatsu and was rushed to the nearest village where she was seen by a doctor who gave her the diagnosis.
It was her mothers illness, Turning out to be hereditary and passed down onto [F/N]. However this seemed to be more severe and had developed into later stages quickly.
The doctor had said that she should be put in bedrest but despite Michikatsu's yelling and paranoid yelling there was no cure.
The first few days consisted of Michikatsu being hunched over her bed refusing to leave her side. Over the two months he had grown even worse than he did before.
He was angry before. Competitive, Hostile, Aggressive you name it. But now?
Now he was paranoid, Jumpy, Clingy piled on with all of those traits before.
Yorichii couldn't get through to him, He didn't hide his ire towards Yorichii now and hissed insults at him whenever he tried to speak to Michikatsu.
The first month was Michikatsu searching for a cure. He'd travel from village to village trying to find a doctor who could cure [F/N]. He scoured the Shrine's libraries and had gone mad trying.
Four days ago he had told [F/N] that he was going out again and that she was not to leave her bed unless she was going to get food or do her prayers, Which [F/N] had begged to be allowed.
He had stocked up enough food and water in the pantry for his trip when he left.
He told her that he would be back in two days, It was four now. Yorichii had been with her the first month but after he was called out on a very important mission he never came back.
When she asked Michikatsu what happened to him, He wouldn't tell her.
To say [F/N] was worried was an understatement. Michikatsu was never late, He'd always sent his crow to let her know even if he was.
Suddenly she was aware of a loud creaking. The main shrine gates.
Michikatsu must be back, [F/N] thought. A rush of excitement ran through her and overpowered the cold sweat of her sickness.
She'd gotten up from her futon and wrapped herself in her blanket to prevent the cold winter air from bothering her too much.
It was snowing outside. A blizzard had grown strong while she had slept earlier. Before when she was well in the health department she had prepared well for the winter and could survive during it, Making the inside of the shrine warm all throughout the season.
Now however that she depended on her brothers who were nowhere to be found the cold permeated the hallways and stung the tips of her fingers and nose.
She shivered and slid open the shoji doors to hobble through the hallways towards the courtyard, Ready to greet Michikatsu.
However when she quietly opened the door she wasn't greeted by Michikatsu. But instead two strange men with swords standing in the snowstorm. who hadn't seem to notice her yet
"This is it? Seems rundown." One of the men said
"According to his crow this is where he has been staying for the past few months. He must be here, Someone must pay for what he did and hiding here won't prevent what's coming to him." The other growled, Anger etched onto his features.
[F/N], A little insulted at her shrine being called run down, Made herself known by letting out a loud cough.
"Who are you? And what are you doing at my shrine?" The girl asked
The two looked up at the source. Their hands jumped to their sheathed swords as they looked up at her in antagonism.
They slowly approached her, So much so that they were now standing under the wooden porch roof.
[F/N] stumbled back in a way of getting distance between her and the men.
The one that called her shrine rundown stepped forward. He bowed down in respect to her.
"Greetings there. We're sorry to trouble you but we're looking for a man. His name is Yorichii Tsugikuni. He wears hanafuda earing's and his hair in a ponytail. Have you seen him anywhere?" He said.
Swords. Right. These must be Yorichii's colleagues. [F/N] relaxed slightly.
"Oh, You two must be his co-workers!" She exclaimed, Relief flooding her system.
She curtsied in respect.
"My name is [F/N] Tsugikuni. I am his younger sister, Unfortunately I haven't seen him for a month or two and I don't know where he's been. Apologies." I sighed.
The two men looked at each other.
"Sister? You're his sister?" The angrier one said, A hint of hostility in his voice.
Suddenly a chill ran up her spine, Something was wrong.
"Uhm.. Yes." [F/N] said with caution. Though she was tempted to lie, It just wasn't in her nature.
The angrier man now referred to as Man A gripped the hilt of his sheathed sword tighter.
"Well. I don't know if you know this but two months ago your brother... Messed up, Per se. Causing a great loss towards the demon corps..." He said. His words implied something unknown to [F/N]. The corners of her lips twitched. Demon corps? Messed up? The meaning eluding her.
"A lot of people got hurt. Including our father." Man A sneered. His face the exact visage of vengeance.
Man B behind him wasn't as such but still held a face of stone.
The realisation of what was happening hit [F/N] like a freight train. Her hands grew sweaty as they quickly rushed the shoji doors.
"I... I am so sorry to hear that. B-But unfortunately my brother isn't here right now... I've got to go tend to the haiden. Please, Come back later." Her voice trembled and shook despite how much she tried to keep her tone steady and confident.
As her hands tried to quickly shut the shoji doors the metal of a sword stopped the doors from opening fully.
[F/N] yelped and stumbled back from the door. The two men forced their way into the shrine hallway. [F/N] felt her back hit the wall.
"I'm sorry about what is to happen. But Yorichii Tsugikuni needs to pay for what he did and the death of his sister will bring about our revenge. Please forgive us." Man B said finally unsheathing his sword.
Run.
[F/N]'s feet grew light as she took off down the shrine hall, The two men hot on her tail as she careened round the corners and throughout the shrine.
She felt her heart pound heavy in her chest. Both from the almost paralysing fear and the illness coursing throughout her system.
Her legs felt weak but carried on. Her pace just a little bit faster than the men behind her despite all odds, She unconsciously thanked the hours she spent out in the woods running around for resources.
Tears burst like a dam from her eyes and flew from her eyes as she sprinted. Choked sobs periodically interrupted the heavy breaths she took from running.
The faster she ran, The more corners she turned the more thoughts ran rampant throughout her head.
Exits? Only the main gate which she was currently running away from and were closed on the way in, It takes too much time to open those doors and the men would catch up to her in no time. Convince them to stop? Impossible. The men seemed determined in their goal and no amount of talking would change anything. The hidden room? On the other side of the shrine and she didn't have the key on her
[F/N] had gained a bit of distance from the men at this point, Having shook them off her trail for a very short amount of time.
She ran to where her heart took her, To the place she felt safest.
The offering hall which use to look bright and full of flowers, baskets of food and was spotless now was empty and cold. The candles went long unlit and a bit of dust built up and went into the air when she slammed open the doors, Making her cough.
[F/N] ran to the altar with her legs trembling. She fell to her knees in front of it crying her eyes out. Her body positioned into its usual prayer formation as she choked out her sobs.
"Please! Inari. I-I'm going to die... I haven't asked for anything from the day I've got here... Please spare my life.. L-Let me live! I don't want to die, Inari. Please.. Please.." [F/N] broke down in front of the altar as she chanted please over and over again like a sacred sutra.
She wailed quietly in front of the shrine letting all her emotions out from her eyes.
She never noticed the men standing behind her as she prayed. Their expressions serious and unaffected by the girl's unheard prayers.
Man A raised his katana. Holding it in his grasp he raised it high above his head.
And with a yell he swiftly brought it down.
Blood splattered the offerings room. Drenching the two men and the girl below, The blade going straight through her back.
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Cold.
It was so cold.
The men had left her there bleeding, How long ago she didn't know.
She had made her way out of the shrine. Past the main doors, Past the entrance gate and the pathway and out into the main part of the forest.
The blade had went right through her chest out the other side, She gripped it tightly while the blood stained her dragon-patterned haori colouring it crimson.
It was a miracle she had got this far out into the blizzard. The tip of her nose had frozen and her jaw chattered letting out cold air.
She weakly turtled into her haori for warmth however it proved futile.
The white snow behind her left a red trail as she walked.
Soon enough it was too much.
Soon enough, She collapsed.
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Quickly throughout the forest, Kokushibo ran quickly up the mountain through the unrelenting blizzard, Which never stung him in the slightest.
It had only been a few hours since he woke up from consuming that man's blood. His appearance now changed from the transformation which took three days to complete.
He carried a vial of that mans blood in one of his hands. He remembered the deal vividly in his mind.
Strength for him, A way to become stronger. Stronger than his brother. A way to avoid the eventual fate of all those who bore the demon slayer mark.
And a vial of that man's blood to save his dying sister.
He ran like hell. Snow crunching from the rapid footsteps behind him.
He stopped however, When the faintest scent of blood invaded his senses.
All three sets of his eyes widened.
He picked up his pace again. Now heading toward the smell.
His heartrate picked up. It couldn't be. It can't. [F/N] was alright. She was okay. Even now after becoming a demon, He still felt possessiveness affection towards his sister.
He came to a halt.
His heart dropped to his stomach as he tried to comprehend the sight in front of him. His eyes widened and his jaw slack open.
There in the snow, Lay a body curled up in a fetal position.
Snow had built up on it. It lay motionless buried in the snow.
He recognised it as [F/N].
"[F/N]!!" He yelled, running over to the body.
He fell to his knees in front of her and shoved off all the built up snow.
He pulled her body so her head was laying down on his lap. He shook her gently.
"...[F/N].. Wake up. Come on." He whispered. His shaking now growing more frantic to her lack of response.
He looked at the vial in his right hand.
Opening her mouth he popped open the seal and poured the red liquid into her mouth.
He watched it pour onto her tongue and down her throat. He waited for the reaction.
However, Nothing came.
He waited and waited. Nothing.
He felt his eyes water and flow out from them as the dawning realisation hit him.
He was holding his little sister's corpse in his arms.
He couldn't protect her. She had died and he wasn't there to protect her.
He yelled, Screamed and cried. In anger, Frustration, Sorrow, Guilt and mourning for his loss. He couldn't do anything.
However when he finally noticed the stab wound he realised this was murder. He could do something.
He carried his sister's body in his arms and pulled her close to his chest as he quietly grieved for her.
He brought her body back to her beloved shrine and set her down at the head of the shrine where she loved the most.
He'd deal with her body later. But for now he had to get revenge for the death of his little sister.
Using his blood demon art to make a sword he gripped it tight.
He set off into the blizzard already with a scent on the targets.
He looked back once at the shrine. The last remaining parts of his humanity dying in there with his sister
And with that he left. Never to look back again.
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It was five hundred years ago.
Kokushibo began reminiscing when he sat in front of her gravestone. What he did that night.
He had gotten his revenge, The two slayers slowly tortured and then eaten by him. Their screams and their pleads for mercy when they showed [F/N] none.
He had started with the fingers and toes, Then he moved up to the lower limbs, Slowly he ate them alive. He made one of them watch him while he ate, All before he moved onto them.
He made them confess who killed her to which after a little persuasion they admitted easily.
They got the worst of it, He didn't even eat him after the torture. Just left him pinned to a tree bleeding out. He had put him up high only giving him the options of freezing to death, bleeding out or dying from the fall.
The memories rewound in his head like a film. Flashing memories of when she was born and he got to cradle her in his arms. All the way up until he only held her lifeless corpse, Killed too soon.
He had mourned for a long time after that, Never really getting over her death, Not even now as he set down the new flowers on her grave built near the house they grew up in.
He couldn't bring himself to consume her body, He could never. It was too much.
He got up and dusted himself off, Just like she use to do.
He turned away and walked into the night, Melding into the shadows as he went off to find his next meal.
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The morning rays shun down on the Ubuyashiki Estate. Flowers in full bloom with wisteria ripe in the air.
Birds chirped and grasshoppers hummed in the bushes. The neatly trimmed and well kept garden a fit home for them
The Hashira had gathered and stood in front of the porch awaiting the arrival of their master. They talked amongst themselves in the meantime.
Mitsuri, The Love Hashira tugged on the hand of another. A soft smile gracing her face.
"Fujimori-san! You should really come out with me sometime, It's been ages since we've done something together!" Mitsuri teased lightly.
Fujimori laughed lightly from behind the kitsune mask with cerulean markings he (he?) wore. The medival english looking sword positioned in front of him pointing downward, His two hands gripping the katana-like hilt.
He was tall and muscular but had more of an athletic build. He had tattoo's from his neck to his lower arms describing pictures typically seen in shrine art.
His blue dragon-patterned haori that was draped around his lower arms lightly wove in the wind along with his [H/C] locks tied into a ponytail.
"What do you mean? We went on a mission together last week!" He chuckled.
Mitsuri huffed and lightly gripped his hand
"When I mean spend time together I mean like we should go to a hot spring or go out to eat together or-" Mitsuri continued rambling on as she listed off possible activities they could do together.
Fujimori, [F/N] listened intently onto her as she talked.
She (She? She.) however was only thinking of his visions: A sick woman, A woman with fox markings and a man in a purple hakama.
She'd need to figure it out later.
Next chapter
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Upper Moon 1 and 3 requests. Doma annoys Reader all the time, and treat her like all the other women. Reader keeps telling him to stop but Doma doesn't stop. Upper Moon 1 and 3 intervene and make it clear that Doma should stop. Later, Reader goes to them and hugs them from behind and thanks them. Finally she kisses them on the cheek and leaves (they are not in a relationship)
Thank you for the suggestion anon, I'll try.. though I don't know how to write the last part but oh well
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Content: AFAB reader...well reader might be more of a gender neutral one, fluff(?) , SFW, Kokushibou, Douma, and Akaza
Pairing: None(?)
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You were a new addition to the uppermoons, strangely enough one of the top three demons took an interest in bothering you
It was odd, but you decided to try ignore it since you were told by daki before she... died. That he is very lively yet annoying.
Eventually you started to get more frustrated by each day everytime you both came across eachother, especially in the infinity castle
At that point, you ended up breaking the long train of trying to ignore him and started telling him to just stop
You wanted to punch him like how Akaza does all the time but your afraid of Kokushibou, he seems awfully protective of the hierarchy.. What a loyal dog to Muzan honestly.
"Hey [Y/N]-san! How are you doing?? Wanna come over to my place? I'll show you paradise!" "Please, stop bothering me."
You were fortunate enough upon stumbling across the other top 2 demons, Akaza and Kokushibou.
It seemed like Akaza was complaining about wanting to duel with Kokushibou but he kept refusing his request..
You and Douma stared at them, and they stared at you both
Douma was following you around, and you had no idea where Nakime was to ask her to teleport you to your house. So you were stuck walking around like an idiot with a stray puppy following behind you
"Ohh! How are you both doing, Kokushibou-dono and Akaza-dono?" He waved at them, with a smile plastered on his face followed with Akaza looking even more pissed than he should be a few minutes ago
"...Hmm." Kokushibou turned his gaze towards you, basically just awkwardly side-eyeing you presumably reading your inner body.. Whatever it is in the transparent world.
"Seriously? I could've stumbled upon your ass any other day by now." His eyebrows furrowed, looking annoyed having to deal with his presence again
"Uhmm... This is awkward." "... Whatever your doing, Douma.. You should stop it..." The intimidating gaze was finally moved away from you, you could hear a small sound of satisfaction before he said that as if it was what he had predicted before he stared at you for a few
"Huh? What was that idiot doing? Are you harassing... Uhm. That girl?" "[Y/N] is my name." "Oh. Okay." Akaza was probably the nicest out of the trio... Probably.
"What?" He paused for a few seconds, processing the two demons words with a finger pointed towards his own face..
"Ohh! No its not what you think it is!" He cocked his head to the side slightly, dramatically worried.. "Its best if you wouldn't lie... Now I have some business to attend to, goodbye..." He hissed sternly, giving Douma a sharp stare before walking away as Akaza looked surprised. Wow, it was the first time Kokushibou had cussed Douma out.
"Deserve. And just leave [Y/N] alone in the first place." Before Akaza followed behind Kokushibou again, starting his train of complaints
"Aww... I guess I have to listen to the mighty Kokushibou-dono. Bye [Y/N].." He waved at you, before walking off looking depressed
You weren't sure if you should feel bad or not.. Hes probably trying to guilt trip anyway.
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You could finally relax, without being bothered by that idiot ofcourse. And yes you decided to try thank those two
When you walked up to Kokushibou, you were confused. Your original plan was to kiss them on the cheek and hug them from behind but...
Its obvious you forgot Kokushibou doesn't have any cheeks.
The space for his cheeks was taken up by his lower pair of eyes, so what were you meant to do? Kiss his eyes?
He'd probably flinch, and threaten to cut your head off afterwards...maybe a lecture too.
When you decided to only hug him, he was surprised. He knew you were gonna go near him but he didn't expect you to do such a silly thing.
"...What? Are you here to relay Akazas message? ...I'm in no mood to deal with your silly antics." He turned to look at you, and it was pretty terrifying to make eye contact with his pair of eyes in the middle. "Thank you for earlier, Koku."
Though you could admit he is quite hot...
You left afterwards awkwardly, and made your way to Nakime asking you to teleport yourself to where Akaza is.
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When you gave Akaza a small kiss on the cheek, and a hug from behind
He looked a little shocked, was a bit embarrassed from this random weird action of yours... "Thank you for earlier."
"Uhh... Your welcome..?" He awkwardly pat you on the head.
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Marechi!
[𝙐𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙤𝙤𝙣𝙨! 𝙓 [𝘽𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧!]
Part 1 ☆ Part 2 ☆ Part 3!
WARNINGS!;Future parts will contain NSFW content
This part contains
Blood Mentioned
Cutting
Mentions
Innaproptite
/ˌinəˈprōprēət/
"there are penalties for inappropriate behavior”
⏝︶︶⏝︶ ୨୧ ︶⏝︶︶⏝
強くて美しい
He left you alone in the snow with your thoughts and a saliva-coated lip. You were not turned on by what you're assuming is a human-eating monster with blaring communication issues. If anything you were upset he didn't finish the job, who knew when you would get a moment of peace now?
Luckily you knew where the dead guy's house was - as you started to walk back.
The way you were acting confused you, you weren't hit with a panic attack and didn't feel the need to run away screaming when Kokushibo appeared. Maybe it just hasn't hit you yet? You didn't know how long you would be here, and what for so you might as well tidy up.
Not that it seemed Kokushibo would care.
Taking someone's home like this was extremely disrespectful, and cleaning it only made you think back to your home. You had to get back to France somehow- but you were in no condition to travel, especially like this.
Putting the torn mat back in place you sighed. Where in the world was Kokushibo he said he would “Get the animal himself” but was taking forever. No way his massive ass had trouble finding and killing one you thought opening one of the dead man's many closets. Inside there were a couple of kimonos that definitely didn't belong to him, great were they in a murderer who was murdered house?
Sighing which seemed something you were doing a lot more often you pulled out a match and a candle you found out of their cabinets lighting it. You were unsure of how you were gonna get proper clothing seeing as you didn't want to get lost again.
Rekindling the fire you sat back down, you would wait for the six-eyed man- and if you were Luckily you could get some answers out of him.
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“ I killed someone just for you Kokushibo- dono don't I get a reward?” Giggled the cult leader. Kokushibo was annoyed with the demon and tried many times to stop him from following, but he wouldn't budge.
“Why would you need a female human's clothes anyway kokushibo- dono, don't tell me you've been delving into crossdressing recently?”
“ You're annoying me, Douma” Kokushibo didn't care for using any titles the demon withheld, he needed to get it through his thick skull he didn't want him bugging him.
Douma giggled again still following him- unwanted the cult leader was curious is all. Kokushibo was carrying a dead animal that he didn't need to eat, AND carrying a woman's clothes?
They were treading their way through the forest back to the House. Kokushibo was a little angry you left the spot he told you to stay in, but it was for the best.
“A House? You've seriously downgraded Kokushibo- your house before was far better than this?” The 6 eyed demon grimaced how the fuck did he no he's never been invited let alone let near the perimeter.
Why hasn't he destroyed his rainbow-eyed skull is simply because Muzan wouldn't enjoy replacing the uppermoon two. He was unbelievably strong surpassing Akaza in less than a decade of being turned.
Opening the door without his permission Douma glided in looking around. He was like a nosey neighborhood what the hell?
Much like Douma Kokushibo was looking around too, not for the same thing, however. Where were you? Finally walking back to the makeshift bed, he made you.
You were dozing off which was unfortunate because he was about to wake you up. He quietly approached you from behind you. You were sitting facing the fire most likely trying to stay warm. Bending slightly over your head he dropped the rabbit in front of you almost laughing as you sprung up. That woke you up, but Douma's nosey ass looking through this house's cabinets didn't?
Rubbing the tiredness out of your eyes you blinked, eyes readjusting you looked up at Kokudhibo staring down at you. Looking at him you remembered his earlier menstruation and quickly looked back down spotting the dead rabbit.
I mean he tried at least?
Refusing to look back up at him whose eyes were boring into your soul you grabbed the rabbit.
“ Wel- before you could get another word in someone walked through the opening in the room. He was tall as well, literally, what are they feeding them? Donning White hair with extremely pale skin the man giggled.
“ Is this what you're so focused on Kokushibo-dono? A foreigner?” he walked closer toward the pair, but not without the intense displeasure of Kokushibo. Squatting down he gave you a once over even going as far as sniffing you before you became nervous again.
Was this another creature much like Kokushibo?
His eyes are magnificent.
Finally finishing his intrusion into your personal space he grabbed your wrist in his hand turning it right-side up so he could see the gains in your wrist. He was cold to the touch causing goosebumps to erupt on your skin. It was like the demon completely forgot Kokushibo was there hyperfocused on you. Much like Kokushibo had before he was drooling. Gliding his tongue down the stripe of your wrist he grazed your skin until he made his way back to your wrist biting down.
Blood trickled from your wrist as he continued to greedily lap it up before Kokushibo pulled his head back. Holding him in place Kokushibo drank the blood oozing from your wrist as well to the displeasure of Douma. They weren't verbally communicating at all until the cut stopped bleeding.
Your wrist was wet and sticky as Douma wiped the dry blood they had surprisingly missed off of your wrist pulling back from you.
“ WOAH! I don't know what came over me miss, that was extremely rude of me- especially without and introduction !” he laughed his face flushed as he scratched behind his ear.
Here you thought you finally understood why some 6-eyed creature made you feel jelly and now some white-haired demon was in on it too?
What are they playing at?
A silence running over the three of you.
beady eyes glaring down at you, you gulped your face was heated as you nursed your question the two demons still having a silent conversation.
“You need to eat,” Kokushibo said composing himself. Once again playing off the fact he just went softcore on you again.
“ KOKUSHIBO! - Humans have to cook rabbits first before eating them, and even then they have to be skinned and cleaned.” Douma shook his head at him shame, Shame’.
One pointy finger aimed at the rabbits neck a simple slice at the air and it's neck detached from its already lifeless frame. Recomposing yourself-your wordlessly reached for the rabbit.
Kokushibo got up once again leaving you alone, but this time with the rainbow-eyed demon. His eyes were intently wat thing you.
“What Are you?” The Demon you now know as Douma asked.
“What- what do you mean?”
Sorry I SHORT MAN I HAD TO POST BEFORE FINALS TOOK EVERYTHING OUT OF ME
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Them Having A Ghostly Gondolier! S/O
Type of Writing: Random Idea
Name: Them Having A Ghostly Gondolier! S/O
Characters: Enmu, Kaigaku, Gyutaro, and Nakime
Idea-Giver: Random Ideas
A/N: The character of the Ghostly Gondolier is from the show Scooby-Doo, Where Are You! from 1969. The character is featured in Season 3, Episode 13! Also, the reader is uppermoon 5, though Gyokko is still in the story, just as the fellow moon alongside the reader. Also, they hate one another, anyways, the warnings are below.
⚠️ Trigger Warnings: Minor Swearing and Death ⚠️ Spoilers for: Manga Ending ⚠️
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As the descendant of royalty, you had a hidden lot of treasure hidden somewhere inside of your homeland of Italy. But when you discovered your ancestor had another descendant, you grew irritated. This was your family’s reward for hardship, not his!
You had always heard about a legend of a traitor being sentenced to the dungeons, and when you found a reference drawing of what they looked like, you dressed in your indigo tunic and gray cloak before adding gloves, a belt, and boots to finalize your look.
During your time acting as the spirit of a deceased traitor, you had been found out and escaped from the authorities, sending you and your gondola across a few rivers before going on foot through more pieces of land before landing in Japan.
Growing the need for more, you began another life of crime, stealing valuable jewels from the Entertainment District’s many rich prostitutes and their customers.
You had yet again been caught and almost died if it weren’t for the intervention of a man with black hair and red eyes, who had killed the many officers around you in the blink of an eye.
" You seem to be of use with your cunning traits. I will offer you this once, mortal. Become a demon and you will gain the power you so desperately want. Nobody or thing can take you down. "
It has been many years, perhaps a few four hundred years? Maybe four thirty-one? No matter, you rose in the ranks like nothing. Obtaining many treasures and valuables from your victims, demon slayers, average humans, and alike.
You expected every single attack and would teleport away faster than any other demon, but what you couldn’t disappear from was your feelings, much like your dearest demonic-lover…
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Demon! Reader ; Uppermoon 5
💤 Enmu loved to watch you fight. You just taunting and scaring humans left and right as you would train your abilities with your fellow uppermoon 5, Gyokko, whom you despised more than that hashira that nearly killed you mere years prior
💤 You were known for your sneaky and very greedy personality, and the fact that your face was always hidden behind a cloak as your mouth and eyes glowed a horrifying yellow
💤 Despite how many feared you, Enmu adored you. He would find you after Lowermoon/Uppermoon meetings and hug you, requesting a small amount of time together, which you agreed to. You could count your gains that week that way
💤 He is very masochistic, while you are fairly sadistic. So, whenever you guys were to fight against one another to help with your boyfriend’s attack speed and power, you would harm him harshfully, much to his enjoyment
💤 Enmu loves to watch as you taunt humans, especially when it means he gets to see a genuine smile against your face when finding a hunk of pricy metals or whatnot that you didn’t have before
💤 You constantly fight with Gyokko, who yells at you for trying to steal his pots. And while normally many would be scared of his nasty ass face, you just laugh maniacally and lift one of his smaller and more delicate pots, threatening to throw it away as Enmu watches and laughs with you
💤 Your boyfriend also adores to go with you on your gondola, you lightly motioning it to slowly flow through the waters of a nearby river. This was the only place you guys could relax
💤 After you were sent the final words from your boyfriend before he died at the hands of the hanafuda-earring wearing slayer, you grew angry, just as angry as your master
💤 That bastard was going to pay for harming your lover… and he was going to pay with his life…
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Demon! Reader ; Uppermoon 5
🍑 As one of the fastest rising uppermoons, Kaigaku met you fairly early in his short life as a demon
🍑 You were fairly ticked that Gyokko had died, the guy was so weak that he had fallen to the hands of a single hashira. And not only was it one hashira, it was a child! A mere excuse of a death, if you said so yourself
🍑 You were very powerful, and Kaigaku recognized that, and because you were fairly close with Kokushibo, as he would give you some things he knew you’d like off his multitude of victims, you met him early on and helped train him
🍑 Kaigaku noticed he still had a shard of humanity in him when you had held his blade out to him, with a small gold chain attached with the words ‘I believe in you, champ’ written in a little plate
🍑 You had made and gifted him something with so much value? Why was his face so warm at that action?
🍑 When you guys eventually became a duo of fighters, it made Muzan sigh, since he was being reminded of the previous uppermoons, Daki and Gyutaro, who died in his eyes by the shred of humanity they had left for one another
🍑 Kaigaku merely scoffed at Muzan’s remark and declared you would be the ultimate duo, one more powerful than the last moons
🍑 You fought against a group of demon slayers when a crow flew by, announcing the demise of your lover, and hearing that his supposed fellow trainee of Jigoro Kuwajima just enraged you even more
🍑 But, instead of fighting, you stood frozen as the young Kamado boy jumped and readied his sword to decapitate you. And once your eyes looked into his filled with tears, he readjusted and fixed his breathing style
" Boy… no- Tanjiro. Thank you for this… kick Muzan’s ass, yeah? "
🍑 Watching with widened eyes, Tanjiro smiled and bowed to your disintegrating body before walking away and wondering just why you gave up so easily at the mention of Kaigaku’s death
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Demon! Reader ; Uppermoon 5
🩸 You have been uppermoon 5 for hundreds of years, and when Gyutaro and Daki first joined, you recognized the female as the Oiran Warabihime of the Kyogoku Estate in the Entertainment District
🩸 How did you recognize her, you might be asking. Well, you may or may not have snuck in and stolen a few very expensive vases before…
🩸 Anyways. Gyutaro noticed how Daki groaned at your appearance, you were just a plain-looking person, at least in demon standards to her
🩸 Your face was completely a shadow, while you had a glowing yellow mouth and eyes, which honestly gave the female demon the heebie jeebies while her brother became infatuated with your unique appearance. You were kinda like him in that way, a unique look and personality
🩸 Gyutaro began to seek you out whenever he got some time away from Daki, and while you wouldn’t admit it straight-up, you enjoyed spending some of your time with the sixth uppermoon
🩸 Daki grew onto you because of you delicately you treated her, even if she did annoy you with her constant whining. You just would hand her a piece of your horde and move on as she gloated to others about how you liked her more than the others
🩸 Only you and Gyutaro knew that you adored him the most, since he and you were the only couple between any moons throughout history
🩸 Whenever you had a successful hunt, you would travel to the Entertainment District and hang around with him and sister, though since Daki normally had work to hold, you would just sit down on the rooftops or go hunting alongside your dearest demon
🩸 Gyutaro is very self-conscious with you, he believes that you only are with him because you pitied him, I mean, why would someone as powerful and amazing as you want to be with someone like him? He couldn’t even protect his sister when he was a human…
🩸 Due to a small breakdown, you stayed in the District overnight, which was when Uzui and the squad came there and began the fight against the siblings and you
🩸 You watched as Gyutaro and Daki were killed, and in a frenzy, you wailed in agony as your boyfriend screamed for you to leave and began having a fight with his sister over their fates which would leave you alone and in so much emotional pain
" Stop right there, demon! "
" You’ll pay for this, you damned slayer. You’ll pay for killing him! "
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Demon! Reader ; Uppermoon 5
🎶 Nakime met you fairly early on in her life as a demon, since she took control of the Infinity Castle while you held your position as a powerful and long-lasting uppermoon, specifically uppermoon 5
🎶 You would spend your nights out gathering victims, demon slayers and civilians alike, and would steal everything valuable they had on them. From pieces of their clothing to even a part of their blades, you gathered it all
🎶 Bringing it back home was even better than the actual hunt for you, as you would sit down and count everything you gathered, though you particularly liked the medallions some rich people had on them, and you would listen to your lovely lover play her biwa in the background
🎶 She likes to look up from her instrument for a couple seconds to see you throwing some of your 'garbage' off to your fellow moon Gyokko, saying things like;
" This shit'll fit right in with your nasty ass pots, Gyok'. "
" Holy! Y/N, what the hell! You almost hit my damn head! "
" Good, it'd be a massive improvement. "
🎶 Whenever she would notice that Gyokko or another demon was targeting you or your gatherings, she'd strike her biwa and send the demon far away, and anyone could hear their screams of irritation from miles away
🎶 You would just look up and her and give her a thumbs up while yelling your thanks and adding a 'babe' or 'tesoro' at the end, making her gently smile and nod her head
🎶 When she had joined the Twelve Kizuki in replacement of Hantengu after his demise and you took over the position of uppermoon 5 for yourself, you always felt the urge to protect her now more than ever
🎶 This showed during the final battle of the slayers vs Muzan
🎶 Nakime and you were the final members of your organization remaining, and you were getting super fed up with these kids and traitorous demons
🎶 Your teleportation was hardly effective anymore, it's as if they were able to predict where you were going to come and go from, much to your, Nakime, and Muzan's chagrin
🎶 Muzan eventually grew so fed up that he had decided to eliminate Nakime, so that the castle wouldn't be controlled by Tamayo's little imp, and he just sent you a final message as you watched Nakime die from your leader's actions
" It's nothing personal, Y/N. "
" Muzan, you son of a bitch! "
🎶 The young and older slayers watched in shock as you landed on the ground and cursed Muzan out as you slowly crumpled apart, and your final words were ones that put far more motivation into the future saviors of humanity
" Kill that guy! If you don't, I swear I'll haunt you all until the days you guys die! "
#Demon Slayer#Kimetsu no Yaiba#KnY#KnY Demons#Uppermoons#Lowermoons#Demon Slayer x Reader#Kimetsu no Yaiba x Reader#KnY x Reader#KnY Demons x Reader#Uppermoons x Reader#Lowermoons x Reader#S/O! Reader#GN! Reader#Demon! Reader#Uppermoon! Reader#Enmu#Enmu x Reader#Kaigaku#Kaigaku x Reader#Gyutaro#Gyutaro x Reader#Nakime#Nakime x Reader
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#kny#hantegu clones x reader#uppermoons x reader#kinktober#help#firstpost#hashira x reader#kny fluff#kny smut
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Any hashira or uppermoon with a daughter (i’m having baby fever)
little side note. the hashira are a few years older in this.
gyomei who likes to have you sitting on his lap, feeling you rambling about anything while he’s around the others.
giyu who definitely has a shy daughter, but he makes sure no one messes w you because he knows how it feels so; he would also watch you play around while he’s talking with shinobu.
mitsuri who carries you on her back and shows you off to everybody and praises you saying that you’re her special girl, you’re super smart, you’re stronger than her when she was a little girl, etc. she kisses all over your face all the time.
obanai who let kaburamaru stay around your neck so he can protect you if needed and rambles about you being a smart and strong girl, with a prideful tone.
kyojuro who randomly kneel and tie your hair (like his) and take your hand so you can meet all his fellow hashira and show off that sweet smile he adores; he’s praising you all the time & of course taught you to say umai! after every bite of food (rip whoever eats around you two).
tengen who has you sitting on his shoulders all the time because he loves hearing you giggling as you stare down at the people around you; he loves painting your nails as his own and then show off how you two have matching nails.
shinobu who is teaching you medical stuff and says that you’re so smart as you’re a fast learner and that she’s proud of your joyful and caring personality; you remind her of her sister kanae.
sanemi who definitely gave life to a cute little gremlin; “don’t mess with my baby girl, or else she’s gonna kick your ass,” and he’s so proud while saying that, because he taught you personally how to take care of yourself.
#📂 — writing !!#me when i’m lazy to add uppermoons too#gyomei himejima x reader#giyuu tomioka x reader#mitsuri kanroji x reader#obanai iguro x reader#kyojuro rengoku x reader#tengen uzui x reader#shinobu kocho x reader#sanemi shinazugawa x reader#kny gyomei#kny giyuu#kny mitsuri#kny obanai#kny kyojuro#kny tengen#kny shinobu#kny sanemi#kimetsu no yaiba#kimetsu no yaiba fanfic#demon slayer#demon slayer fanfic
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Hi! I have a request if that's ok. What do you think a Yandere Kokushibo x Reader wedding would be like? Thank you and have a good day!
Yandere Husband! Kokushibo x Wife! Human Reader - Once Upon a Time
Warning: Yandere, Possessive actions, depression
Slight Summary: You felt foolish, you felt dumb, you felt betrayed, you felt lied to, and you can't do anything, but blame yourself for it.
I'm guessing the reader is a human, I'm so sorry if that's not what wanted! I hope this is to your liking!!
The infinity castle was silent, as you and Kokushibo sat side by side on your own zabuton pillows, you could feel Kokushibo's ever-observant gaze on you and everyone else. His possessiveness over you made him almost beastly. You were both dressed in traditional wedding kimonos, along with everyone else who was dressed for the occasion. It was formal and quiet. You all listen to Muzan as he recites the wedding officiant.
Your head was held down, your thoughts wondering elsewhere, as you really didn't want to be married off, your demon lover, soon-to-be husband, Kokoshibo was a bastard that you had once upon a time loved with all your heart, but you now hated him. When you first met him, he was so kind, sweet, patient, loving, and shy, he was a monster, but he was the man you loved.
Once upon a time, feeling like a lifetime ago, you never thought you would get married, especially not to a demon of all creatures. You were a young girl, living your life according to traditions and your normal customs. You lived with your ever-loving parents, never having been married to a man, you were to stay home, as women couldn't own one alone, she'd have to become a widow for such a thing to happen. Not far from your home, was a field of flowers, where you'd frolicked, danced, and picked flowers when you were feeling trapped or depressed. It was that very field, on a cloudless night with a full moon acting as your only source of light, where you first met him.
You usually didn't venture out at night, but you desperately wanted to clear your mind from your rare nightly thoughts. Loneliness and depression always seem to show their ugly head at such a time. Moving stealthily through the home, you exited with little to no trouble, and you ran for the field. The moon was your only source of light on a cloudless night, sitting on your hip in the soft grass where you gently picked the flowers. A small smile on your face as your depressive thoughts weren't smothering you anymore.
You weren't sure why, but you just happened to look up, and there you saw him. Standing in the distance, stiff like a statue. You grew frightened, as you were alone at night, and a stray man stood in the distance, just seemingly staring at you. You quickly move to stand up, a worried look on your face as you stare at him. You stood there a little longer, debating on whether you should call out to him or not, but you chose not to, running back to the safety of your parent's home. After that, you didn't venture out to the field at night for a while, for it had spooked you.
However, once more, your loneliness and depression made a nightly appearance 3 months later, you rolled in your bed, your troubling thoughts keeping you from sleeping. You looked towards the wooden bared window in your room, seeing the full moon on a cloudless night once more. The images of the man flashed before your thoughts and fear gripped your throat, as it was on a night like this when you first saw him. Your fear won, and you forced yourself to sleep through your sad tears.
The night grew long after that, as your depression grew and weighed on you, your desperation for a peace of mind outweighed your fears, and you decided to sneak out of your home and out to the field once more. You were more cautious of your surroundings this time, as you sat on the balls of your feet, prepared to jump up and run if needed, but the man was nowhere in sight. You grew relaxed and you were once more seated on your hip. You never saw the man that night, and many more nights after that, so you brushed it off as a one-time thing, a coincidence.
Came the next few months, and you were once more faced with your depressive thoughts, you didn't hesitate to make your way out to the field, the moon, once again your only source of light. Once to the field, you raced and frolicked around for a bit, and you smiled happily as you found a spot with the most flowers, there you sat on your hip and quickly got lost in your musing. You began humming a light tune to yourself, your small voice slowly forming words as your humming turned to singing. "Your voice.. is beautiful." Came a deep, older male's voice.
It was so close, your hair stood on end, your eyes wide in fear as you froze in what you were doing. You blinked and released a shaky sigh in anticipation as you slowly looked around yourself, you saw nothing and you wrote it off as your imagination. Your hand reached up to hold your chest, your heart beating rapidly in its caged prison. "I must be sleepy, I'm hearing voices." You said softly to yourself as you thought over what you believed to be a hallucinated voice.
"I assure you.. I am real." Came his voice once more, but closer, too close. Your head whipped around as you looked behind yourself, your eyes shifting frantically as fearful tears gathered in your eyes. "Wh-wh--whoo-oes... Whoes there?" You stuttered out. "For.. I am"He said once more, you looked back forward with a whip of your head, and your heart practically stopped beating. Your vision became that of tunnel vision, your flight or fight reflexes activating rapidly.
You felt faint as your mind tried to process what you were staring at. His six eyes stared deeply into yours, almost as if he were searching for something. Your brain felt as though it were shutting down from the fear itself, for you were looking at a monster, and you just knew that you were to die. Your eyes lost focus as they became dull with unconsciousness and they rolled into the back of your head as your body went limp.
Your world went dark, and then you awoken, in the safety of your room, your covers over your body. You lay there, numb for a moment, as your brain processes your memory. 'Did I truly see that?... Did I truly see a monster?' You thought, your inner monologing voice just as numb as your body. Your eyes slowly drifted back close, as your brain was far too tired to stay awake, having just experienced a sense of life or death in such a rapid fashion.
Your world wasn't the same after that, your thoughts constantly wondering to that night, his six eyes were the only thing you remember seeing, the red sclera of his eye, the yellow iris that gazed back at you, the kanji in his eyes... it was all you could think about... you felt crazy because instead of avoiding the night, you made it a point to venture out more often, hoping to see him once more.
It was a long while before you did, but you never lost hope that he wouldn't show up, and your hope proved to be fruitful as he eventually made his appearance. This time, you were able to get a better look at him. He was tall, powerful, disciplined, stoic, monstrous, and handsome. You were fearful and weary of him, but your curiosity was able to surpass the feeling. He proved to be sweet.
He was kind, patient, and stoic. He held a form of grace about himself that you couldn't help but admire. It became a nightly routine for you both to meet up in the field, you talked and you laughed. You no longer came to the field out of sadness, it was now out of joy. Over time, you grew comfortable with him, you'd make him a couple of flower crowns, and he tried to make you some in return, although his pride was strong and he wouldn't ever allow you to watch him struggle with the delicate plant. It was cute. Your curiosity for him grew and eventually, it bloomed into love. He was a creature of the night, and you were a soul of the day, but your love couldn't have been more right.
When you left to be with Kokushibo, you never told your parents, you wrote them a note, telling them how much you appreciated them and how much you'll miss them and that you promised to visit. You felt guilty for doing such a thing, but you couldn't allow this opportunity to pass you. So you left with him one night, never looking back as you did.
Off on your own with him, you both traveled for miles, days, months, and years. Wandering all over Japan, watching as he'd fight to protect you from his pursuers, he'd leave you to your lonesome on some occasions, going to a nearby village, only to return with a gift for you. You were happily traveling with Kokushibo, but you were ready for a home, gone was the young girl, and in her place was a young woman, and Kokushibo knew it. So, he got you both a lovely little home deep in the woods.
It was a decent-sized home, and you loved it. He'd leave you there on your own, leaving you to your duties as an unmarried wife. You were able to make a few friends with the travelers and their wives, and you were always so happy when they'd make time in their busy schedules to come and see you. He'd come home every few months, checking in on you and allowing you to wash his clothes, and to accompany him in a soothing bath.
You enjoyed pampering him, and he seemed to enjoy it just as much. The years passed, and you bloomed into a wonderful young woman, with a sense of pride, self-respect, and discipline. He felt that you were ready for marriage, and you were pleased to hear it. You've been ready to marry him for a while, wanting to be his for life and he yours.
You'd both live happy lives forever, and you were so ready for it... but that's when everything went wrong. His sweetness turned to bitterness, his kindness turned to rudeness, his patience turned to urgency, and his love turned to possession. He wasn't the man you loved anymore, he wouldn't allow you to leave your home, he'd sometimes keep you locked in one room for days, he wouldn't allow the small group of friends you've obtained to come over anymore, he kept you close, an eye always on your every little movement.
You tried, on several occasions to run away, once your pipedream was shattered that he wasn't going to ever revert back, but he'd always catch you before you could get too far. On a good day, he'd cuddle with you, his cold hugs were comforting, but his words of possession and promise of punishment didn't match his actions. Then, your freedom was completely stripped from you, when you and he were brought to the infinity castle.
There you learned the ugly truth, that the man you loved so deeply really was a monster, he killed and ate your parents, your friends, any other humans who you even shared a smile with on your travels together, he was a demon, a heartless monster.
Once upon a time, he was lovely, he was revered as cool, now he was cruel and you were a fool. You felt so alone, the infinity castle was so big, empty, cold, and devoid of any life. Kept in a room that resembled a small home, the only good thing from any of this was the fact that he'd come and go more often, but it wasn't the same, and it never will be.
The sound of cheering brought you back to the present from your thoughts of the past, from the life you so foolishly threw away. You looked around, the upper moons all having smiles on their faces as they threw rice at you and Kokushibo. Your wedding was complete, and your life was sealed. If you've learned anything from your time in this twisting, turning adventure, it was to act. A smile graced your red-painted lips, your hand intertwining with Kokushibo's as you felt your heartbreak, as your fate was sealed forever.
This was your life now, this was your new beginning.
Once upon a time, a young girl dreamed of falling in love and getting married, she lived in her parents' house still, as young women weren't allowed to own one themselves unless they were widows.
Once upon a time, there was a naive young girl, living in a fantasy land, she never realized it, but she had it all.
Once upon a time, you were that very girl, you were free.
#demon slayer#kny#kimetsu no yaiba#demon slayer kokushibo#demon slayer x female reader#demon slayer smut#demon slayer x reader#demon slayer x y/n#kny x y/n#kny smut#kny x reader#kny kokushibo#kokushibo#kokushibo x reader#kokushibo x y/n#upper moons#uppermoon one#upper moon one#uppermoon#kokushibo angst
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Playing minecraft headcanons with the uppermoons (+Muzan & Enmu)
this will be a modern!AU (they’re still demons tho)
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(this is also my first post lmao)
Muzan
okay it takes a HELL ton of convincing to have Muzan himself play with you.
he views any sort of game as ‘dumb’ or ‘childish’
you try to remind him that it’s not in the slightest but it doesn’t do anything much (bro is stubborn)
he’s the demon king? why should he associate himself with the idiotic games mortals play?
eventually he goes give in (bc he loves you in his own weird demonic way..)
strictly on survival mode. doesn’t care what you do but he sees creative mode as a ‘easy way out’ and he wants to be a hard ass (no surprises here)
kills any mob in sight and any mob that comes near you (claims he does it because he’s the demon king and wants to overpower everything and everyone but in reality he just wants to look out for you)
loses his SHIT when he gets dies in the game (triggers his fear of death lol)
you made a joke about him being like the mobs in minecraft because they burn in the sunlight (like him)
he doesn’t play with you after that but he secretly enjoyed spending time with you! (shh, you’ll never hear it from him)
Kokushibo
doesn’t take too much convincing (thank god)
he lowkey enjoys trying out new things with you! you’ve always done everything for him so the least he can do is return the favor.
probably doesn’t really understand it at first so you gotta explain the game to him
gets frustrated easily in the game but it’s more of a silent rage. you take notice of it because his body language changes so it’s not exactly difficult to spot.
like muzan he’ll kill anything that goes near you. (he’s protective even in the game)
most likely will envy your game abilities. (it’s okay you’ll teach him!)
you find it cute that he’s so serious about it sometimes
The both of y’all share jobs in the game and end up creating a lovely little house!
spoiler alert he burns it down after he finds out you can burn things in the game. he did it for no reason whatsoever.
you don’t really mind all that much though. you’re just grateful you got to play with him!
Douma
douma loves and i mean LOVES playing with you!!
this man is bored. (like all the time) so doing something like this will definitely keep him occupied! but he may grow bored quickly because that’s just how he is.
he still adores playing with you though and wants to do it again!
he’ll praise you for how great you are at the game. literally head over heals for you<33
the type of mf to pick up a flower (specifically a rose) and drop it at your feet in the game.
pouts like a toddler when you don’t notice it:((
“Y/N?! didn’t you see the flower i dropped right in front of you!”
he’s clingy even in the game and will follow you around EVERYWHERE.
he is jealous of your building skills and begs you to build him a house💀
Douma’s fav biome is probably the ice plains spikes biome. anything that has to do with snow or ice!
he too also gets frustrated in the game sometimes and SUCKS at hiding it. he doesn’t have outbursts though (surprisingly)
most likely will rizz you up even in the fucking game😭
then after like a few hours of playing he gets bored and either wants to eat (women) or cuddle with you. (maybe both)
Akaza
Akaza is the most interesting to play with out of them all (because he’s just so goofy when playing)
the only thing that’s annoying is that he’ll chase danger quite literally for fun. he will fight anything. I MEAN ANYTHING.
i pity the mobs who (tried) to attack you..
game rage? it’s in his veins. (it’s semi-amusing to witness him get pissed off)
make sure he doesn’t punch a hole in your TV or your computer (whatever you play on) that shits expensive.
like during his battles bro uses only his fists to kill everything. weapons? nah. pro is anti-weapons. uses his fists for quite literally everything and will throw a fit when he dies.
he’ll praise you whenever you kill anything though! (he’s a sweetheart like that)
he’s like a guard dog even in the silly game. (over protective is an understatement)
he attempts to build you a house (it isn’t too horrible, surprisingly)
one time when the two of you were mining deep within the caves for diamonds Akaza found some and broke/mined it with his fist. (you got so pissed)
he apologized and found you some new ones though! thankfully, he didn’t use his fists to break the block this time.
overall, Akaza really does enjoy playing with you! he grows fond of it and now playing minecraft with him is one of y’all’s favorite things to do together<33
Hantengu Clones
(i’m writing the four of them all together because i’m lazy)
want to know what’s more than chaotic? playing some challenging game with 4 very emotional demons.
At first Sekido immediately rejects the idea of playing the game with you and his three other brothers (the hantengu clones are brothers in this AU)
After a shit ton of persistent begging from you and Karaku and Urogi he only submits in the end and plays (mostly because of you)
Karaku and Urogi literally are beefing the entire time (Sekido’s rage is at it’s boiling point because of those two jackasses)
Aizetsu cries like a baby whenever he accidentally kills anything (except for the mobs)
whenever he sees a mob his scaredy-cat ass sprints away in the opposite direction.
Urogi and Karaku bully him RELENTLESSLY for this. (Aizetsu is a victim)
Urogi is the type to secretly go into creative mode grab a shit tone of diamonds or netherite and is like; “Heyy, lookie what i found!!”
no one falls for his bullishit.
they all protect you in the game and show off in front of you. (it’s embarrassing)
Karaku is surprisingly good at the game but like Akaza he’ll chase danger for fun.
Aizetsu only feels safe around you so he’ll follow you around and cling to you in the game so his two brothers stop harassing him.
Sekido only plays for a few minutes before getting aggravated and just abandoning the game as a whole.
(he is the type to punch everyone playing the game. even you sometimes but Karaku and Urogi mostly fall victim to his attacks)
Sekido surprisingly leaves Aizetsu alone.
the five of you try to create a world where it’s just peaceful (Keep on dreaming, kid. that ain’t happening)
everything goes downhill, half of the world is ENTIRELY demolished and all of you died over 1000 times.
playing with all of them is too chaotic. you can’t really take it seriously. You only can when you’re playing with one of the clones one on one.
y’all didn’t play again after that madness. 😭
Gyutaro
now Gyutaro here is the only chill one to play with. (finally a normal one)
like Kokushibo, it doesn’t take that much convincing! in fact, he agrees to it almost immediately.
at first he is confused and doesn’t understand how to play minecraft but he is a quick learner and figures it out on his own.
Gyutaro doesn’t have a preference for survival or creative mode. He just does whatever you want.
Whenever y’all play in a survival world you two share tasks and duties and actually create a pretty decent looking world!
he still has your back though. Will kill any mobs that interfere with his little home he created with you.
he enjoys building houses and is surprisingly really amazing at it! he finds comfort in building.
however, whenever you, Daki and Gyutaro all play together it’s mostly him and Daki arguing and being all competitive. It’s mostly Daki’s fault because she’s the cause for half of the mayhem that happens in the world.
sometimes Gyutaro plays even without you. (he grew fond of the game quickly and likes the game)
the both of you play together everyday and go onto the same world every time because y’all created a beautiful old-fashioned city on there. (he cherishes it immensely and is insanely proud of the masterpiece of a world the two of you made as a team)
Daki
Daki is infuriatingly annoying but also entertaining to play with at the same time.
she is a giant rage quitter like Sekido and Akaza.
throws tantrums frequently over the smallest things that go wrong in the game.
she will be jealous of any item you get that’s better than hers.
this lil shit steals everything you earn that’s better than what she has. (you notice every time)
you confront her about it and she has the audacity to lie. (like girl yk damn well)
you end up taking your stuff back and she will BATTLE you for it. (you win these matches every time. that alone only adds to her angered state😭)
she will deliberately quit whenever something doesn’t go her way but later come back and declares she wants to try again.
it’s like a endless loop because this happens every. single. time.
(she’s such a brat istg)
will always steal your diamonds and put them in her chest and say she found them first.
while you’re asleep she will secretly go into the world and take all your shit and you’ll wake up back at square one.
(lowkey you want to stop playing with her)
y’all barely even work as a team but when y’all it’s always ha fight (mostly her fault btw)
once she notices your frustrations. She’ll level it down for you so no need to worry! (this earns your respect)
but whenever y’all are in creative mode shes so much more fun and enjoyable to play with!
you two usually build big ass mansions together and with y’all’s godly building skills you two make an incredible looking house and live in it together!
Enmu
Enmu absolutely looooves doing everything with you! he says yes immediately when you ask him to play with you.
after all he’s your personal simp. this fucker will gladly do whatever you say w/o any hesitation.
Enmu has actually heard of the game ‘minecraft’ before but never actually played it and barely knew what it was really about.
oh boy, but when he does he becomes OBSESSED.
I kinda feel like he dislikes survival mode and prefers to be in creative mode! but if you like survival mode he won’t mind trying it out with you.
he likes killing the animals for fun.. will randomly slaughter anything even if it has a family (bro is a sadist after all)
you tell him it’s not necessary to be doing that but he doesn’t care nor listen.
his love language is building you trains in the game. (you love them very much)
Enmu is usually very calm when he’s not on a mission so playing this game only soothes him further and he doesn’t act overly crazy and zesty like he usually does around Muzan
Builds trains every time y’all play and is somehow INSANELY skilled when building them (??)
Similar to douma, he’s the type to rizz you up in the game.
Sulks when you don’t notice him when he attempts to.
He constantly nags you to play with him some more and gets a lil upset when you become tired.
“Oh, Y/N!, how can you be tired? we’re having soooo much fun!!”
forces you to stay up just so he can introduce you his own train world he made for himself. (he named all the trains)
you’re out cold after playing with him every time. High key finds it adorable when you pass out after hours of playing with him. He’s so amused how humans can grow tired so easily.
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Ok. But Kokushibo if s/o hugged or kissed him for the first time? Can be yandere or not. I don't mind.
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How long had it been?
[F/N]'s head lay against the admittedly comfortable pillow, The long dejected solace being finally let in, Nuzzling the cold of her cheek further into it. How long had it been since he had taken her hostage?
Days? Weeks? Months? Years? [F/N] didn't know how long it had been since she had been siphoned under the moons eye, Taken away in the cover of night and dragged into her own personal hell and called the unwilling wife of a monstrous man?
Now she stared at him blankly from across their shared bedroom, Him, The six-eyed beast that was fixing up his kimono and settling the wisps of ebony black hair in a much more pleasing way.
[F/N] recalled him saying something about a meeting of sorts, Where or why was unknown to her and she didn't dare ask. She only stared at him from behind, Looking at all the curves and the creases she had grown unfortunately accustomed to.
[F/N] remembered how horrid it was for her at first, Dragged away with his reptilian claws trying to grasp at whatever he could of her. His entrapping, Twisted and vile mockeries of affection he tried to show to his newfound 'wife'
The way his body forced itself to entwine with hers, His hands caging her waist. It had never went that far, But it had gone just far enough to satiate the beast. The man who she so desperately hated with every inch of her being.
But even so.. She yearned for him.
Actually.. Not him exactly, No, But what he could provide. She had been so isolated for so long, Siphoned just long enough to desire for that human touch. So much so that it didn't have to be human anymore, Monstrous, But all the more comforting.
[F/N] hated herself for it, How could she, The once respectable daughter of a wealthy clan sink so low to crave a demons love? Kokushibo, The demonic samurai of the night. Her "Husband".
She had tried so long to keep herself away, To keep some part of her dignity yet..
Hands snaked around his waist. Kokushibo's shoulders instantly raised as if to lunge for the hilt of his sword, Not even lowering once his mechanical head tilted to the side, Burning golden eyes staring down at his wife starting to hug him.
"..What.. What are you doing?"
His voice was demanding and gravelly, Coming deep from within his throat. [F/N]'s arms only coiled around him tighter, Despite everything telling her no, She had found comfort in the reverberation of his song.
She pressed her face into the dip of his back, Hips pressing into his just a little lower. [F/N] took in the scent of sandalwood drifting amongst the fibres of his kimono, Shutting her eyes just to emphasise that more.
"I.. I wanted to say my farewells to my Husband before he left for his meeting, I'm sorry.." She whispered into his back, Head pressing against him like the pillow she rested on. Even though she had apologised, She didn't relent her grip.
Though his shoulders depressed, Golden hues of his eyes staring back at her, Almost widening. [F/N] didn't dare to look back at him, What punishment or retribution could come from this..
But she felt the cold palms of the demon lay upon the ones situated around his waist, [F/N] opened her eyes. She was almost terrified once they gripped hers, Pried them from his waist before swiftly turning around on his heels.
[F/N]'s eyes widened, Stepping back. She was stupid-! She shouldn't of tried touching him- Is he going to hurt her?! Lock her in the closet again or would he finally bite the bullet and slice her ne-
The cold press of his lips touched the surface of her forehead.
[F/N]'s eyes widened as she finally realised the cold hand cupping her cheek, Rough yet loving. Tough palms yet they caressed her so gently as the coarse surface of his lips remained firm on her forehead.
She should of hated this, She should've detested it-!
"..Once I have returned from my meeting, I expect you to be ready with dinner.. Afterwards, Make sure to clean up.. Be prepared.." He breathed, Husky and demanding as he finally pulled away from her.
And as soon as his lips had met her forehead, He was gone. Disappearing into thin air, Assumedly summoned to wherever he had business being. The scent of sandalwood still lingered in the air, Leaving [F/N] star-crossed and dazed.
But she loved it all the same..
#yandere#yandere x reader#tw yandere#yandere x you#demon slayer kimetsu no yaiba#kimetsu no yaiba#demon slayer#kny#moodboard#kokushibo x you#kokushibo#kokushibo x reader#yandere kokushibo#yandere kokushibo x reader#male yandere#yandere demon slayer#kny x reader#kokushibo x y/n#uppermoons x reader
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Uppermoons reaction to you pinching their cheek
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Content: SFW, fluff maybe? Tried to fit all uppermoons expect gyokko cause idk what to write for him, gender neutral reader
Pairing: Uppermoon x reader idk
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As soon as you walk up to him, you realize he basically doesn't even have any cheeks.
Your confused and not sure what to do, but ends up trying to pinch whatevers underneath his lower pair of eyes
Hes confused, staring at you with all 6 of his eyes basically demanding an explanation
But when you walk away without saying a word he gets even more confused, starting to get a bit mad from it being unreasonable
You ended up being on your knees infront of him the next night...
He greets you happily, asking what your doing here thinking your here because you miss him
When you suddenly pinch his cheek, he dramatically leaves his mouth agape acting shocked
Suddenly acts happy, pinching your cheek aswell giving your other cheek a little kiss
It ends up backfiring with you as red as a tomato, sitting beside him as some followers come inside the room because he forced you to do so..
A small ’huh?’ can be heard from him
surprisingly he flushes a little red but turns back to normal instantly.
Asks you why you did that out of the blue
“I thought it'd be funny.” he turns confused, but chuckles feeling amused.
He screams, horrified dodging your hand as you were about to pinch him
Hes basically crawling on the wall beside you now...
You had to end up apologizing trying to reassure him you weren't trying to do anything harmful to him
(I'm too lazy to do his clones)
You took a while to convince her into teleporting you near her just so you could pull this off
You had to slip your hand under her long ass curtain bangs, just to pinch her cheek.
She doesn't respond, but eventually realizes what you did after a while
You fall into a shoji door below you teleporting you into the platform infront of her again.
"I love you, but don't do that please." You apologize to her but she somehow ends up apologizing too..
Hes confused when you randomly just walked up to him, pinching his cheek.
He starts to seem amused, kissing your cheek while tackling you onto the ground
"You're cute when your flustered.."
You pinched her cheek suddenly as she was doing her makeup,
She turns her head to you looking confused with you two having a staring contest for a while.
"Huh? Are you feeling okay?" She just thinks its because you miss her attention and starts showering you with some love
Hes confused. Scratching his neck, wondering why you did that
"Sorry, I just wanted to see your reaction" He stops scratching his neck, his mouth slightly open seemingly confused yet surprised
"Ehhh...m'kay then...?" He says in confused tone, planting a little kiss on your forehead as he leaves going back to what he was doing.
#uppermoon x reader#demon slayer#demon slayer x reader#kimetsu no yaiba x reader#kny#x reader#kny fluff#uppermoon fluff#Kokushibou x reader#douma x reader#akaza x reader#hantengu#nakime x reader#kaigaku x reader#daki x reader#gyutaro x reader#Kokushibou x reader fluff#Douma x reader fluff#Akaza x reader fluff#Hantengu fluff?#Nakime x reader fluff#Daki x reader fluff#Gyutaro x reader fluff?#kny x reader#kny uppermoons#kny uppermoon x reader
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Fuck it i had an idea
Akaza has three tattoos on his dick that go around
One just below the tip
He runs his cock up and down your pussy, slowly sinking in until he can’t see the first strip no more. You moan and buck your hips to him already wanting more but he stops you. He holds you down with his strong arms. “Not yet, one at a time remember?” He whispers in your ear.
One halfway through
His hand comes down to play with your breast. He moves into you some more, he’s now halfway in you. One more to go.
You moan more,”please akaza-donoooo~ just fuck me alredy” Akaza smirks and shakes his head. “Patience, halfway there, you’re doing so well” he leans down and kisses your neck, tasting your skin and sweat.
He manoeuvres your body, putting your feet above your head giving him a perfect view of his cock in your pussy, you wish you could see what he sees, but just seeing his sculptured body manhandle you was good enough
He moves a hand to your clit and rubs a few times, then uses two fingers to spread your pussy more to get an even better look.
One by the pubic area
He slowly moves all the way in, smirking and looking down at you,”Fuck thats it.Such a good girl”
#demon slayer#kny#kny x reader#akaza x reader#akaza#demon slayer x reader#upper moons#uppermoon three#kimitsu no yaiba
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Random person: So which one is which?
Reader: Well blue one is Aizetsu
Red is Sekido
Karaku green
And Urogi is yellow.
Reader: It's funny. I have always mixed Urogi and Karaku up. Karaku sounds so yellow and Urogi sound green. This is how i can some what remember which one is which. I know if it sound yellow then its the green one! Funny, right?
Sekido: How the fuck can a name sound like a color?!
Reader: i don't know. it just dose.
Sekido: ... ಠ_ಠ
Reader: ... ◉◡◉
Sekido: How dose my name sound like?
Reader: Like a sour bitch.
Reader: Don't worry it fits you. I wont mix you up with any one.
I currently have this problem. I keep mix up Karaku and Urogi. And I decided to use a trick I used when i had problem telling which one the sour or sweet one, cherry (cseresznye) or sour cherry (meggy)
Cherry in my native language sounds sour and sour cherry sounds sweet. So everytime i have to think a bit like: hmm its sound sour its the sweet one. 😅
#hantengu x reader#sekido x reader#aizetsu x reader#karaku x reader#urogi x reader#sekido#aizetsu#urogi#karaku#hantengu clones#hantengu#demon slayer x reader#demon slayer#kny uppermoons#kny x you
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Runaway until the sun shines p.1
warnings: yandere themes, I do not condone these actions, reader is a demon but wants to die (forcibly turned), swearing, douma is a piece of shit, cult themes, demons eating humans
They/them pronouns
did I have to completely re-read some chapters because I forgot how he acted.... yes I did.
Buy me a Ko-fi
Reader used to be a past cult member, not by choice however.
But thanks to their parents.
And that's how Douma eventually got a special interest in Reader, much to their dismay and the parents joy. But their parents joy turned into dismay the more Reader spoke out about the comfortable feeling they were having.
But they are just being paranoid, he's their savior after all.
So when Douma asked them to give him Reader, for them to be his sibling, who were they to refuse?
Oh, how reader cried that night.
Douma couldn't understand why. He made sure to appear super friendly and welcoming to Reader and their family.
Besides that the two parents are the ones who will be saved as soon as reader is turned into a demon!
Their parents finally realized their mistake when Reader was turning into a demon infront of them, they were crying as they felt their entire being change. "Shush, my dear, your brother is here." Douma whispered softly as Reader turned into a demon. "Our first meal together is waiting for us, so change quickly, alright?"
Douma truly couldn't understand why Reader was so upset as he forced them to eat their parents. This was supposed to make Reader happy, he heard as they always rambled on about wanting a brother.
So why isn't reader listening to him?
Why did Reader keep running away
For them the answer was easy, they will run away from Douma and help the Hashira kill Douma and themselves. Not that he needs to know.
"Reader, can you talk to me?" Douma whispered, clinging onto them. The cult members were in the same room, for no doubt to pressure them.
"Lady, please." Some whispered, and some begged: "Please speak to our savoir, my lady."
"I want to talk alone." Reader eventually whispered out. Douma luckily picked up on it.
Time to piss the uppermoon off.
Okay since I have had too many ideas imma do it in multiple parts and routes, the yandere part does become more extreme in the following parts.
#treefairy🧚♂️🍁#platonic yandere#soft yandere#yandere x darling#male yandere#yandere brother#yandere#tw yandere#yandere x reader#yandere douma#yandere kny#yandere demon slayer#yandere demon#yandere demon x reader#yandere male#yandere uppermoons#yandere upper moons#yandere kimetsu no yaiba#kimetsu no yaiba#demon slayer#kinda angst#angst#yandere cult#yandere themes
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Would it be alright to ask for a Yandere Kokushibo with a reincarnated darling that used to be his first love whom he regretted leaving perhaps?
Yandere Kokushibo x Reincarnated Reader
As a man, he was never happy with his own life. Always looking enviously at the back of his brother who had made something of himself and was thriving in the path he had chosen. So much so that he failed to be present in his own life.
“Michikatsu…would you ask me to marry you?”
The echo of the memory rang in his ears as he watched the armed spouse of one of the hashira. Armed with a Nichirin blade they sliced the lower demons Kokushibo was following into bits with extreme skill. He couldn’t bring himself to look away, trying to grasp the possibility of this.
“Has it been that long?”
To think he was now powerful enough to live past a cycle of humanity to see you once again. The only thing not guaranteed by his not so newfound power was your love which he was sure to miss with this new iteration of you.
“That must be one of the twelve kizuki. What are the odds I kill that I distract that thing long enough for you to escape?”
It hurts. To see you protectively guarding the hashira you are married to. It's disgusting that it's, not him. So he makes a point to kill your partner or at least have them struggling underneath while he starts his spiel.
“Are you not ruined, knowing your…partner is going to die because you are weak?”
“Well I’m sure it will hurt...but its better to have loved than lost.”
That breaks him. To hear it from those lips he remembers grazing in teasing kisses. He either lets his anger swell and kill your partner or he releases you. Letting you carry your injured partner away as your curious about why the kizuki left. It might be convenient that the sun rises when he does this but he never forgets.
Mulling over your likeness to his love lost. He debates even informing Muzan of this but he ultimately keeps it to himself. Instead out of his own selfish desire he’ll inject you with Muzan’s blood, specifically when your partner is near, forcing the one who stole you from him, to either watch you turn into their enemy or writhe in pain as you die.
“Love being lost…is just another thing lost to me all because of him.”
#yandere kokushibou#yandere michikatsu tsugikuni#yandere kokushibo#yandere kokushibo x reader#yandere x reader#yandere x you#lovelyyandereaddictionpoint#yanderexrea#yandere#yanderes#yandere demon slayer#yandere kny#yandere kimetsu no yaiba#yandere twelve kizukui#yandere uppermoon
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