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This is the first time in a long, long time that I’ve actually been proud of a fic so I really hope you enjoy it. I’m already formulating a second part in my mind, or maybe a third who knows.

Summary: Sanemi knew you would always be his beacon of light, the only brightness in this dark pathetic world. At night he’d stare up at the same night sky as you, wondering if this is what you were doing right now too— searching out for the North Star that would help guide him back home to you.

All you have with Sanemi Shinazugawa are fleeting moments together, while he tries so desperately not to give you his heart.

Warnings: 18+, blood!mention, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, cunnilingus, foreplay, sex with feelings, light choking, Sanemi calls us a slut once, fingering, breeding!mention, slight spoilers for the final arc but moreso to do with Sanemi’s appearance.

Pairing: Shinazugawa Sanemi x f!reader.

Word Count: 6.3k.

You always enjoyed watching the stars. Constellations swirling above granted you a cherished moment to forget about the mundane routine of life. A welcome break between the early rise of working beneath your father at the family bakehouse, slaving away until each loaf was sold before leaving you to clean up the mess. The local Izakaya called his name as he would not return home until what little profit he’d earned was squandered.

You couldn't even blame him, this wasn’t the life that either of you had wanted or planned for.

Your brother, who was training to become a demon slayer, now dead. Your mother ran away with a travelling merchant she’d met in the village after as though to numb the pain of losing him. You weren’t even sure if she was still alive, but you wondered if she’d been granted the chance of a new start. A new family— forgetting all about you in the process as you were left to this pitiful existence with your drunk of a father.

This was the only time you truly felt serene. Your back was flat against the dewy grass as the cool evening chill whipped at your ankles, toes almost numb from the chill as your eyes met where one pattern ended and another began.

The crunch of footsteps through gravel broke you from your daydream as you jolted straight, wide eyes snapping towards the source of the noise as you noticed a white-haired man hunched over.

“Sanemi?” You had to blink to ensure your eyes weren’t deceiving you, the soft candlelight from your home only enough to add a gentle glow to your surroundings as you stood.

Bare feet rushed through sodden grass as you felt the ache of small pebbles digging into your soles as you made your way towards him, trying to ignore the way the gravel seemed to indent into your skin as you reached him. You couldn’t remember the last time you’d seen him, the last time you’d felt him— you weren’t even certain he was still alive until now.

He stopped you when you were close enough, rough palms gripping your arms to keep you at bay. Sanemi’s touch was always bruising, but you knew better than to think he was trying to push you away. You’d learned a long time ago that he struggled to articulate his feelings, and something that once had your heart aching now filled you with a comforting warmth.

“I don’t want to get you dirty.” He shook his head, and it was then you noticed the blood and grime that doused him.

Wondering whether the blood was his, dried crimson caked his skin and the torn fabric of his haori. Wondering if he’d noticed, nor even cared if it was. You felt tears begin to clump in your lashes as you stared up at his lilac eyes, hands reaching out for him despite being held back as you gently prised yourself out of his grip.

“Didn’t I tell you not to stay out this late alone,” He growled, “It’s not safe.”

“I have the sword you left,” You smile up at him, anxious to reach out and hold him, “I remember how to use it.”

Sanemi feels his chest swell with pride that you do, after spending the time to teach you how to properly defend yourself from all the bad in the world. The darkness that shouldn’t sully your perfect soul, although he notices that the sword is nowhere to be seen in the grass beside you.

“I’m unsure what use it is to you when it’s lying more than a stone's throw away.”

“I’ll bring it with me next time,” You laugh, and Sanemi feels himself physically relax at the tone.

Once Sanemi was sure you weren’t going to jump him and ruin your pretty night kimono he let go, allowing you to reach up and place a palm against his cheek as he leaned into your touch. Your hands were freezing from being out in the cool evening air, but his cheek blazed with heat. It was comforting as he exhaled softly, letting his eyes flutter shut for a moment to indulge himself with the feeling of you. The saccharine scent of you invaded his senses as his calloused palms found purchase on your hips, gripping you tight as though trying to convince himself that you were real.

His chest was heaving, which made you wonder if he’d struggled to make it here, noticing a fresh gash against his pectoral that answered your question about the source of all the blood.

“Sanemi, you’re hurt.” You mumbled, noticing the blood now dripping onto the gravel beneath your toes.

“‘m fine,” He shook his head, but the state of him seemed otherwise.

“No, you’re not,” You frowned, scrunching your nose so cutely that Sanemi had to physically restrain himself from leaning forward to kiss you.

“I’m fine, woman,” He barked, but there was no bite. Not to you, “I’ve dealt with far worse.”

“Even so,” You shook your head, taking one of his hands in your own, “I’d hate for you to have made it this far just to be scuppered by a surface wound.” Sanemi’s lips curled into a genuine smile at that, teeth bared as he allowed you to lead him back towards your home, “Let me bandage it up so it doesn’t become infected.”

You knew what you were getting into when you started dating the Wind Pillar, despite his numerous attempts to push you away. Telling you it was for your own good, to keep you safe. That you deserved better. And Sanemi was certain that was true, you deserved someone far better than him. Someone that would treat you well, and not leave you wondering whether you'd ever see him again. It was selfish really, for him to expect you to wait for him each time. To settle for fleeting moments and stolen kisses— but it was your fault, you’d done this. You’d made him fall for you. And what good was living a safe life if it didn’t include him?

You lead him around your small nagaya, the bills so high you were certain it wouldn’t be yours for much longer. But you didn’t want to trudge blood through the house and have to explain it to your father when he woke up.

“Let me carry you,” Sanemi started as he noticed your bare soles stepping through the pebbled path, his grip on your hand tightening.

He didn’t even question why you weren’t wearing sandals, like most other men probably would. He knew you loved the stars. It’s as though he understood the exact reason you’d been out here without them, despite the dangers of being alone and vulnerable so late at night. Sanemi knew every part of you, probably even better than you knew yourself and yet somehow he would never quite afford you that same luxury. Always trying to keep you at arm's length, in his own selfish way of protecting you. Or so he thought—

“I’m quite alright to walk, Shinazugawa.” You teased, and you could practically feel the growl vibrate through him once you’d called him by his family name.

“When have I ever been known as Shinazugawa to you?” He sneered, but followed behind as you opened the sliding door.

“I seem to remember you demanding I call you that when my brother trained under you, Shinazugawa.” You smiled softly, ignoring the gentle pang in your heart at the loss of your sibling, “I remember you calling me rather annoying too.”

“I called you a pain in my ass, actually.” He delighted in the sweet laughter that surrounded him at that memory, as he kicked his shoes off at the door.

Sanemi was silent as you sat him down on the wooden floor in the room where you slept as you began to grab the items you would need to patch him up, closing the sliding door behind you as you returned to find him dozing against your futon.

“Oi,” You teased, a habit you’d picked up from him, “Don’t fall asleep yet, you might have a concussion.”

“You think I’m foolish enough to let a demon near my head, woman?”

“No,” You smiled, kneeling beside him as you pulled back the open front of his demon slayer uniform, “But you are foolish enough to hit your head.”

Sanemi’s glare had you breaking out into a soft giggle as you tried to quieten yourself so as not to wake any of the sleeping occupants nearby, shaking your head as he allowed you to work at the wound that marked his skin. Teeth clenched as you pressed gauze against it before bandaging it to prevent dirt from entering the wound. You were glad it didn’t appear to be deep, and would certainly not leave a scar as impressive as the ones that already littered his skin. But as it was still bleeding when he’d arrived, you wondered how long it had been since his battle.

“Why did you come here?” You mumbled as you finished up your haphazard attempt at bandaging his wound. Something you’d learned to do the first time your father had returned home drunk and knocked his head falling over the entry step whilst removing his sandals. A skill you’d tried to hone over the years, but to this day it still seemed to be a work in progress.

But of course, Sanemi still came to you, even though he’d certainly receive better care from the Butterfly Mansion. Or at the very least a better dose of medication to relieve the pain— but time and time again he’d always leave you with the same response.

“I always find my way back to you.”

Which is why he navigated towards you like a compass searching for the North Star. And even after all this time, you still continued to ask the same question. Because you liked the sound of the answer that left his lips.

“You’re foolish to think I take better care of you than the Kakushi there,” You smiled down at him as he grumbled beneath you.

“And yet I’m still alive.”

“I’m unsure whether that’s by luck or chance, but it’s certainly not because of me.” You snort, shaking your head as you reach for the warm water you’d prepared to help clean his dirty skin. Soaking a soft cloth before you began to run it against his forehead and cheeks.

“There’s no need for that,” He scoffs, his large palm wraps around your wrist to pull you away from him as you frown.

“You’re filthy, Sanemi.” You scrunch your nose, “And you stink.”

You were ashamed to admit to him that you loved the way he smelt. His musky sweat was laced with the scent of grass and the rice bran he’d used to wash days earlier. You always found yourself basking in it, allowing it to intoxicate you as you fell even deeper.

“You’ve never had a problem with me being filthy before.” Sanemi ponders, his hand reaching up to smooth over the soft curve of your hip, “In fact, I’m certain I remember you saying you liked it.”

Your cheeks burned from his implication, feeling the neglected space between your thighs throb with desire as you subtly shifted thigh to thigh. A movement that didn’t go unnoticed by the hashira below you, a cocky smirk on his face as he flattened his palm on your lower back. Pushing down to bring you closer to him, your face hovering mere inches from his own as his warm breath fanned your face.

“I missed you,” You hum softly, admiring the way the flickering burn of your lantern illuminated his chiselled face. Your lips brushed over his own in the faintest kiss, his fingers tightening in the fabric of your nightdress as he tried to pull you back to repeat the motion.

“Not as much as me,” He husked, reaching his other hand up to hold the back of your neck. Two fingers dug into the curve while his calloused thumb stroked your jaw, reconnecting your lips in a deeper kiss. His nose bumped against yours before tilting his head to the side to push his tongue into your eager mouth, finding your own as he swallowed the desperate whine that threatened to spill.

You’d missed this, missed him. Your hands threaded through his messy white hair as your nails dragged against his scalp, causing Sanemi to grunt as he pulled you down to the futon beside him. Curving his frame over you as he groaned deep and low in his throat from the intense pain that shot through his side from the sudden movement.

“Sanemi, you shouldn’t move,” You stared up at him in worry as you broke the kiss, a snarl of irritation appearing on his face as he tried to bring you back to him, “You’re hurt.”

“Shut up,” He snarled, but there was no real malice behind it.

He was far rougher this time as if trying to prove to you that he was fit to do this— to take care of you. Settling himself between your parted thighs as you felt him lean himself on you, a comforting weight as you reconnected your lips. His kiss was far more ferocious, a mess of tongue and teeth as hands disappeared beneath the silken fabric of your night dress. Bunching the material around your hips as he lurched forward, pressing his desire against your clothed core as he swallowed your whines.

You could tell he was exercising restraint. Wanting nothing more than to rip the fabric from your quivering body and reveal your skin to him, but it would be left as evidence of your exploits. And since your father still thought his daughter was pure, it would be a foolish move. Instead, he pushed it higher, letting it settle above the swell of your naked breasts as he bit back a sigh. Teeth gnawing at his lower lip as he broke the kiss to indulge in the sight of you, thumbing the underside of your soft mounds as he watched your nipples stiffen to round peaks in the cool evening air.

How had he been so lucky to find you? To convince someone as perfect as you to lie with him? He had no clue, but he was certain it was evidence of the existence of ame. Not that he would ever make it there, and if this was the closest he’d ever get he would die content.

“Sanemi,” You cooed, breaking him away from his thoughts as you stroked your fingers along his neck. Following the curve of his collarbones as Sanemi dipped his head lower, lips circling one of your taut nipples as he sucked hard. Glaring up at you with purple eyes when you moaned loud, immediately biting down hard on your lip you were certain you’d drawn blood.

“If you can’t be quiet when I touch you here—” He reached a palm up to grope your other breast for emphasis, moulding the skin between his fingers as he massaged gently, “Then how will I be able to feast on your cunt?”

You were noisy. So much so that Sanemi had to press his palm to your mouth to quieten you, a crude smirk on his lips as he nuzzled the junction between your breasts. Kissing a path down your stomach as he followed every line and curve, removing his hand from your mouth when he was more certain you’d be quiet as he reached down to curl his fingers into your panties. Pulling them down your thighs to bare you to him completely.

“Beautiful.” He hummed beneath his breath as his thumbs spread you open, cherishing the way your slick broke off into silvery strings against your folds, “Is this all for me?”

“Yes,” You felt hot beneath his sweltering gaze, heart pounding against your ribcage as he settled on his stomach. Pressing the softest kiss to the top of your mound before curling his forearms beneath your parted thighs, shamelessly inhaling the scent of you as he pressed another kiss against you, this time to your sensitive clit.

“Fuck,” The motion had your hips bucking wildly, his palm splayed flat against your pelvis as he tightened his grip around your thighs.

“Still so sensitive,” He murmured, granting you another lingering kiss as he tasted you on his lips, “Is this how much she missed me?”

“Don’t talk like that, Sanemi.” And it wasn’t because he was talking to your cunt and not to you, it was the crude words that seemed to flow from his lips so effortlessly that left your stomach swirling in knots and a delicious ache between your thighs.

“Oh?” He hummed, dragging his tongue through the mess you’d— he’d made between your thighs, “Are you saying she didn’t miss me? Was there another keeping you satisfied while I was gone?”

You could hear the jealousy behind his words, the cruel lilt to his voice that had him digging his fingertips into your skin just that much harder. Sanemi was no fool, he knew you’d make the perfect wife for many respectable men. And he was certain that none would refuse— it wasn’t peculiar to think that you had offers while he was gone, or at the very least the promise of your father selling you to pay off his debts.

But you couldn’t tell him the truth right now. That your father had been searching for a suitor for you, finally settling on one that he deemed fit (and it certainly wasn’t because he was the highest bidder). A man from the next village over who would look after you, you were assured. A man that you could happily live out the rest of your days with, and give up the long hours spent in your father's bakery.

You were certain if Sanemi knew he would see red, even if there was no chance of him asking for your hand instead. A Demon Slayer, a Hashira no less, would make the perfect prize for any young woman. Easily setting you up for life, even if they didn’t make it out alive, nor make it past their twenty-fifth birthday. It was why so many were reluctant to take on wives, content with aiding their needs with the local courtesans whenever they’d rest for the night.

Your father still thought of you as pure, a virgin. If he found out he’d surely sell you to the local brothel to pay off his debts instead, a life far worse than a loveless marriage you supposed. But it wouldn’t make a difference when none of those paths led you to Sanemi.

“It’s only ever been you,” You spoke softly and sincerely as you stared down at your lover, an answer that seemed to appease him as he nuzzled your soft cunt. Unabashedly licking a long stripe from the tight rim of your asshole all the way through your slick, causing you to whine beneath him as his tongue delved deeper, pushing inside your fluttering hole.

“Good.” He spoke against your sex, your fingers winding through his messy hair as you rolled your hips against his face. The flat of his tongue lapped at you as though tasting the sweetest ambrosia, nose nudging your clit as he ate you out with urgency. Moaning into your cunt as he pushed his tongue as deep as it would go, lashing against your inner walls as you writhed against tousled sheets.

You gasped as he added his two right fingers, curling them inside you as he pressed them against the spongy spot inside you that he knew like the back of his hand. His lips wrapped around your puffy clit as he sucked hard, eyes staring up at you from his position as he watched you come apart for him. Your walls trembling in the throws of your climax that surged through you in harsh waves. You’d expected him to stop, to allow you a moment's respite, but he didn’t. Devouring you like a man starved as he continued to feast on your cunt. You were trying desperately to keep quiet, your own hand clamping over your mouth in a feeble attempt to silence yourself as your debauched moans still broke through.

Not that Sanemi was much quieter, the lewd smack of his lips against your sopping folds filled the room as he slurped at your slick. Collecting it in his mouth before crudely spitting it back down on your clit, letting it dribble towards your greedy hole where his fingers were fucking into you with vigour. Feeling your walls clamp down around his ring and pinky finger as he worked you through your climax, intent on giving you another before he even thought about pulling away.

He made it difficult to think as blown eyes stared up at the ceiling, your thighs clamping down around his head as you tried to push him off your overstimulated heat.

“Stop squirmin’,” He snarled against your clit, showcasing his sheer display of strength as he tugged your thighs open for him again, “I know you can take it, and you will.”

Your hole throbbed around his fingers at his crude tone, the pleasure swirling in your pelvis as he worked to draw another orgasm from your pliant body. Watching the way you were trying to blink back tears as he sucked your clit hard, thrashing beneath him as he felt it surge through you in harsh waves.

“Sanemi,” You choked back a sob as you felt the pleasure consume you, thighs trembling as your cunt gushed and throbbed around his digits. Smirking against your slit in satisfaction as he worked you through it, lapping at your clit as you mewled pathetically.

“So beautiful.” He hummed, smacking his lips in satisfaction as he finally pulled away to give you a moment to calm your racing heart. Shamelessly suckling at his fingers as he cleaned your release from them, before pressing open-mouthed kisses against the apex of your thighs.

You gasped as a sudden pain surged through you, feeling Sanemi’s teeth bite down onto the supple skin of your inner thigh as he began to suck a deep bruise into your flesh. Causing your body to convulse as he left his mark on you. He was never foolish enough to leave anything in plain sight, evidence of your debauchery and certain to sign your courtesan sentence. This was his way of leaving his lingering presence on your body, to claim you as his. The subtle ebb of it whenever you walked evidence that you belonged to him— because no matter what, you would always be his.

He pressed a final, soothing kiss to the wound as he moved up your body, settling your thighs over his own as he busied himself with undoing his belt. Letting the top of his uniform settle around his waist as he bared his top half. Slapping your greedy hands away as you reached between your thighs to grab at his thick, heavy cock. The weight of it had it drooping down towards the floor, forking veins following the length of it as they lead towards a blushing uncut tip leaking with pre.

“Don’t you dare,” He chastised as you gave him a needy pout, licking your lips at the thought of how long it had really been, “You know I won’t last.”

You boldly ogled him, watching as he wrapped himself in a strong fist to give himself some relief. Pulling the foreskin back as he smoothed the leaking tip between your dripping folds, covering himself in your slick. Gasping as the bulging head nudged your clit, before it caught against your fluttering hole. Your desperate cunt tried to coax him in as you started to roll your hips towards him invitingly.

“I’m sure you’ve become a greedy succubus since we met,” He goads, grinning down at you whilst pressing the fat tip of his cock against your tight entrance, “So damn needy.”

“It’s your fault,” You bite back, “You’ve turned me into this.”

“Oh, yeah?” He hums pensively, pushing his hips forward as he feels your hole begin to swallow him, “I’ve turned you into a desperate little slut?”

“Only for you.” You cry out when he cants his hips forward at your response, burying his cock inside you with one rough thrust.

“F-uck,” Sanemi’s eyes roll as he feels your cunt consume him whole. His balls pressed snugly against the curve of your ass as the messy hairs sat at the base tickle your clit.

Sanemi had always felt big, the sensation always caught in your throat whenever he’d fill you to the brim. Your exploits are few and far between when he lived the life of a Hashira, never knowing when would be the next time— or if this would be your last. But he always granted you a moment to adjust to his size and a chance for him to admire the way your throat bobbed and your eyes rolled as you felt him fill you whole.

Sanemi settled himself on his forearms on either side of you, his chest pressed skin to skin, so close you could feel each other's heartbeats. His hands held your head as he began to push his hips forward, starting a steady pace as he ground into you.

“I’ve missed you,” He rasped, resting his forehead against yours as his gaze bore into your own. Your arms wound around his body to cling to his muscular back, nails leaving crescent-shaped moons in their wake as the blunt head of his cock carved you into the shape of him.

“I missed you too,” You whine, trying to choke back a moan as you pressed your lips to his, “Missed you so much.”

Your thighs clung to his muscular waist, holding him tight as he ground into you. Sending delicious friction directly to your clit as you tried to pull him impossibly closer, wanting to feel every part of him. The curve of his heavy cock was perfectly positioned to drag against the spot inside you that he knew better than the back of his hand, focusing his attention on it with each roll of his hips.

“Taking me so well,” He groaned, already feeling the telltale signs of your impending climax, “Good girl.”

You were Sanemi’s proof that there was still good in the world, that there were still some things worth saving, worth cherishing. His nose brushed against yours as he brought you into another sensual kiss, swallowing the desperate cries that wracked through your body as you tried desperately to keep quiet. Your nails dragged crimson red lines down the expanse of his back as you felt yourself teetering on the edge of another climax, leaving marks he was proud to wear as your toes began to curl.

The coil inside you snapped roughly as you were propelled into your climax. Your entire body convulsing as you came undone, harsh waves of pleasure crashed through you as Sanemi swallowed his name from your throat.

He pulled back to watch you, tilting his head to the side as he fucked you through your release. His mouth was no longer able to conceal the desperate pants that escaped and mixed with the sound of skin against skin as he continued his rough pace.

You turned your head to the side on your soft pillow, shy at the way he was looking at you as he loomed over you. The feeling had your stomach swirling in knots as he brought his hand to your jaw to pull your attention back to focus on him.

“You were so concerned about being loud,” He goaded, leaning forward to wrap his fingers around the column of your throat, “But here you are trying to wake the entire village.”

Your cunt clenched at that, hard. Causing Sanemi to smirk in satisfaction as he started to press down on your windpipe, feeling the way your cunt tightened in response as his hulking form curved over you. Using your body for his own pleasure as he felt the intense heat blazing from between your thighs. Tits bouncing from the ferocity of his thrusts, as you proceeded to wonder if he might actually want you both to be caught like this. So he could finally tell your father that he was taking you away from this and making you, his.

“Oi,” Sanemi’s fingers pulsed against your neck, trying to bring your focus back to him, “Are you still with me? Or have I fucked all sense from you?”

Sanemi’s grin was maniacal as your cunt clenched around him in response, your head lolling back against the pillow as he kept his bruising pace. Unable to do much from this position but lay back and take it as he used your body for his own pleasure.

You felt delirious, the pleasure all-consuming as Sanemi drove his hips forward. Thrusting into you with the stamina and precision only a Hashira could have, his perception telling him exactly how to move in order to have you writhing beneath him as he focused his attention on that same spongy spot inside you. Focusing his thrusts as the tip of his cock kissed your cervix with each forward motion, dragging his length against your g-spot each time he pulled back.

“Such a greedy little thing,” He provokes, each word annunicated with a rut of his hips. Certain he won’t be able to last much longer, your hips buck up against him and he can feel your slick drooling down his length and coating his balls.

Your hands are fisting the thin sheet covering your futon now, groaning when you realise that he’s trying to hold back. Waiting for you to climax once more before he affords himself the same relief. And it’s hard to hold back, especially when you look so innocent and malleable beneath him. You really were far too good for the likes of him.

Sanemi wonders what he would be like if he did cum inside you, coating your pliant walls with his sticky spend. Imagining how pretty and ethereal you’d look all plump and round as you carry his child, giving him an heir to the Shinazugawa name and carrying his family on through generations. Thinking of the docile life he could spend with you, living the rest of your days peacefully and away from all the trials and tribulations that come with being a Hashira.

But a life like that would never be possible, not when there is still a single demon out there wandering the streets and waiting to destroy every unblemished part of his life. The image of losing you is too much for him to bear, the mere thought of it has an immeasurable pain shooting through him and striking him straight through the heart. Sanemi would do anything to keep you safe, and if it meant being alone for the rest of his days or sacrificing himself for you— he’d do it.

And what’s worse is Sanemi knew you’d let him cum inside you, your mind already fucked stupid and completely intoxicated with arousal. He bets he could get you to agree to anything when you’re like this, so desperate and compliant beneath him. You’d let him bury his cock inside you to the hilt and shoot rope after rope of his hot spend inside your fertile womb.

He’s sweating now. Letting go of your neck in favour of gripping onto your soft hips, the perfect child-bearing hips as he has to bite back a moan. Breaking skin as he gnaws at his bottom lip hard, nose scrunched as he feels the tip of his cock presses snugly against your cervix with each forward motion.

“Sanemi,” You practically sing his name as a warning as he feels the way your walls convulse around his heavy cock, desperately trying to milk him of his release, “I’m cumming, oh god, I’m cumming.”

He doesn’t bother silencing you this time, indulging in the whiny lilt of your voice as he feels you gush around him. Almost forgetting that he’s supposed to be pulling out as he curses beneath his breath, the coil inside his pelvis snaps abruptly as he manages to pull out, just barely— thick, hot ropes of his potent seed spurt against your quivering cunt as they coat your folds. His rough hand wraps around himself to jerk it roughly as more land against your pelvis and stomach, some making it as far as the underside of your breasts as his chest heaves.

You’re a mess, he thinks as he stares down at the remnants of his spend. His cock still leaking with a final few trickles of his release as he smears it against your inner thigh before sitting back on his haunches to admire the scene. Silvery white coats your clit, drooling all the way down to the curve of your ass as it disappears between your cheeks, settled on top of your mound as it leaves streaky lines along your tummy and then spots around your breasts. But still part of him regrets not finishing inside you, emptying his balls inside your warm, wet cunt to claim you as his.

It’s a bad idea, terribly really— but he can’t help himself, as Sanemi leans down to collect some of his spend on your clit against his thumb, revelling in the way you keen against him from the sensitivity as he dips it lower and pushes it inside your creamy, abused hole. Watching with curious, lilac eyes at how easily and eagerly your body sucks it in. The mess disappears inside your trembling walls as he fucks it deeper, pulling out to smear the rest into your clit as your body shivers and pushes it out with the aftershocks of your climax.

“It’s too much, Sanemi.” You mumble tiredly, trying to cling to his forearms as he leans down to press a gentle kiss to your lips.

He reaches over to the bowl of water you’d brought in for him, wincing at how tepid it is now as he submerges the cloth, wringing it out between rough fingers as he begins to clean you up. Starting with the drying cum that coats your body as goosebumps begin to prickle your skin from how gentle he is, taking his time to clean the cloth and repeat the process as he nears the junction of your legs. Cleaning his spend from your inner thighs before running the cloth through your sticky folds, pressing a kiss to your knee as you whine about how sensitive you are as he tries to clean you with as much care as he can— As though he’s frightened you might break. He’s gentle as he pulls your nightgown back down your body, smoothing the fabric as he smiles down at you softly.

Sanemi doesn’t bother cleaning himself and refuses your help when you offer it. Perfectly content to leave your drying slick coating his skin as he pulls his pants back up, preparing to tighten his belt before he looks down at the dejected expression on your face.

“Are you not staying for a while, Sanemi?” You mumble softly. Acutely aware that it’s a risk to ask something so bold of him, especially when your father could walk in at any time and catch you with the Wind Hashira.

His gaze softens in a way reserved just for you as he cups your cheek, rough fingers catching against your soft skin as he leans down to connect your lips in a sensual kiss. Wordlessly dropping to the futon beside you as he pulls you into his arms, burying your face in his chest as you listen to the rhythm of his heart beating hard and fast. His fingers stroke absentminded patterns against your back as he buries his nose into the top of your head, greedily surrounding himself with your scent as he cherishes the moment. Trying to commit everything to memory so he can remember this on those dark days when he’s without you.

This should’ve been the moment you told him about the possibility of your father marrying you off, but you couldn’t. He didn’t need to know, and it was better this way. You could tell him in the morning, he was already tired from his travels and you wanted this happiness to last just that little longer.

But you didn’t realise that he’d be gone by morning, the only sign he was ever here was the dirty water, and drops of blood that soaked into the hardwood, and stuck to the fabric of your nightdress. Each time he left you like this, it had you wondering whether that would be the last time you’d see him.

Sanemi knew you would always be his beacon of light, the only brightness in this dark pathetic world. At night he’d stare up at the same night sky as you, wondering if this is what you were doing right now too— searching out for the North Star that would help guide him back home to you.

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jujuz299 · 7 days

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Funnybunny art but they are wearing casual outfits :D

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jujuz299 · 7 days

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THE AMAZING DIGITAL CIRCUS - Plushy Showtime,,,

kofi🧸

i got really emotional over my plushies guys...

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Daddy who?

(Hantengu clones x reader + Platonic daughter oc)

Synopsis: Little stories and senarios of the Hantengu brother (Clones) with their precious baby girl and reader of course

TW: Injections (Aizetsu's part) Smut (Karaku's part), Violence (Sekido's part), Special guest star= ZOHAKUTEN

Without further ado, enjoy.

Being a mom was something else, you always imagined you’d meet a nice guy who you’d settle down with and have lots of kids. However, God had other ideas for you.

Unfortunately, you were a little too promiscuous for your own good and ended up sleeping with a group of quadruplets multiple times. Now, you didn’t know which one of them was the true father of your baby girl but you did feel bad about the position you’ve put them in. You didn’t want to make one of them step up to task only for them to not be the father.

But surprisingly, they’ve rebuked your efforts to erase their responsibility, dubbing themselves as your baby’s uncle daddies and to be fair, they were the best daddies a kid could ask for.

Aizetsu, bless his heart, was the more emotional one out of the four, since your pregnancy, he constantly fretted over you, not wanting you to do certain things in case it might hurt the baby, preparing your meals after hours of extensive fact checking. Forbidding you from eating or drinking certain things.

When you entered your ninth month of pregnancy, Aizetsu had completely baby proofed you house, power sockets were covered up, all of your wires where covered with tubes, hell, he and the boys had the security improved, security cameras everywhere and safety measures just in case someone wanted to rob your house.

When your baby came, he worshiped her like she was the second coming of Christ, nothing and no one came before her. When she was sad, he was sad. When she cried, he cried. It took you back to the day when you and Aizetsu went to the clinic to get her first round of childhood inoculations.

“Are you sure, she has to get them now…? Can’t we just wait until she’s a little bit older….?” He begged as you both walked into the clinic, he held the door open as you wheel in her pram. “No, Aizetsu. These injections will protect her from measles and mumps. Do you seriously want our daughter to be at risk of the pox?”

“No.. but she’ll be sad…”

“It’ll only be a pinch, Aizetsu.”

You checked yourselves in and sat in the waiting room, waiting for the doctor. Aizetsu took her out of her pram and held her in his lap. “Okay little one…. What you're gonna go through is a mandatory procedure…. Just want to tell you…. I didn’t want this for you… but your mother insists it's for your own good…. I only hope you can forgive me…”

He started to tear up but quickly wiped them away as his baby girl touched his face. “No! I must stay strong for you little one….”

The woman across from you chuckled. “New father?” She asked.

You shook your head. “Yeah.”

When it was finally your turn, you were led into the doctor's office where Aizetsu held the baby girl on his lap where the doctor sat at her chair, preparing the syringe. “How long will this take, doctor….?” he asked nervously.

“It shouldn’t take more than a second Mr Hantengu.” Your doctor said in the hopes of assuaging Aizetsu’s heart but it didn’t, you had to hold Aizetsu’s hand because he was shaking. “It’ll be fine babe…!” You laughed.

The doctor flicked the top of the syringe to make sure there were no air bubbles and smiled. “Okay little cutie, be a brave girl for us~” they swapped her arm before carefully injecting baby girl’s arm with the syringe.

All hell broke loose.

“WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” She cried out, big fat tears rolling down her face, staining her cheeks red.

“FORGIVE ME PRINCESS! I’M SO SORRY! I’VE BETRAYED YOU!” Aizetsu cried, fat tears rolling down his face, holding her close while facing away from her, like he was unable to look her in the face.

That all happened within a second before the doctor took the syringe out and placed a plaster on her arm.

“There! All done~!” The doctor smiled but the two kept on crying, much to your embarrassment.

“Seems like you have two kids on your hands.” The doctor chuckled. You sighed.

“Thank you doctor…”

Aizetsu refused to let go of the baby girl, even when you both got to the car, he held her close to his chest while whimpering how sorry he was while the baby girl continued to cry. You couldn’t deal with both of them crying. “Shall we get some ice cream?”

He nodded his head.

You traveled to the ice cream parlor where you both sat inside, Aizetsu quickly licked his ice cream, tears drying up while you fed your baby little spoonfuls.

She completely forgot about the pain in her arm.

Karaku was a completely different story, probably one of the more relaxed of the dads. He was the one telling Aizetsu to chill most of the time when he got too worked up over you and baby girl. He defended your right to eat certain foods, even asked him to relax when he wouldn’t let baby girl explore the house.

No that he wasn’t attentive, he was very attentive. When baby girl wants a cuddle cuddle or a kiss kiss, she goes to green eyed uncle daddy who is more than happy to provide. Whenever baby girl got sleepy, she would find her way to her green-eyed daddy who would cuddle her on the couch, all the while she slept soundly on her chest.

That reminded you of an incident when a thunderstorm came to town, your baby’s first thunderstorm.

“AH! Ah-ah! AH!”

You had just put the baby girl to bed before you went downstairs to get the house cleaned up. First you cleaned up the kitchen, then you went into the living room to pick up the baby girl’s toys where you saw the boys playing video games. Karaku and Urogi to be more specific.

“A little help would be appreciated guys…!” You groaned, packing the toys into the toy box. Karaku huffed. “Hey, I did the dishes after dinner!” Urogi cut in. “And I gave our baby girl a bath.”

“Have you guys ever heard the term- ‘Clean up as you go’? When I come home from work, I don’t wanna see stains on the kitchen counter.”

“Karaku.” Urogi said.

“Yeah bro?” He answered

“Shut her up.” He replied.

Karaku shut off his controller before he stood up. You got pissed. “Oh no-! Karaku-! Don’t you dare-!”

The green eyed quadruplet pushed you over the back of the couch and shoved your skirt up before pulling his pants down. “Come on babe, let me help get that stress off-”

He shoved his cock into your cunny, making you whine like the bitch you were. He thrusted into you at a slow pace, so you could feel every inch of him. “I was thinking of getting a dick piercing, should I babe? Would you like to feel steel in that tight little pussy of yours? I’ll let you choose what piecing I get since your the one who gets to have me all the time~”

“AH! Ah-ah! AH!”

He undid your blouse and pulled your bra down so your tits would naturally spill out. “Oh fuck! Karaku! Ka-ra-ku!” You whined, your tongue hanging out like a dog while your man fucked you ruthlessly. Urogi didn’t look for one second, too busy fighting an opponent when a weather warning flashed up on your T.V.

“Oh what the hell?!” Urogi groaned.

The weatherman said that your area would be experiencing extremely heavy rainfall. Thunder was most likely and lighting almost certain.

“W-We should make sure- all the windows are-” You gasped, feeling your orgasm approaching.

“Yeah-shit!” Karaku jack hammered his cock into your g-spot again and again. You wailed in delight as you felt his cream enter your womb, triggering your own orgasm. He let go of you and you slumped onto the couch, trying to catch your breath

“KRA-KROOM!” A loud bang of thunder ensued, causing baby girl to wake up.

“WAAAHHH!” You heard her from upstairs and immediately snapped out of your lusty state. “Oh no, my baby-”

“Don’t worry, I’ll get her!” He dressed himself before he ran up the stairs and into the baby girl’s nursery where she stood up in her crib and cried out for help. The lightning struck, making the room flash. She was absolutely terrified.

He ran over to her and lifted her into his arms where he cuddled his crying princess. “Don’t worry baby girl, daddy’s here. He won’t let the storm get you~”

He closed the blinds and curtains and curtains in her bedroom before laying down with her in her crib and allowing her to cry into his shoulder. “Shuuush….Shuuuush…Its okay gorgeous girl, daddy isn’t going anywhere~”

The next morning, you found him and the baby girl asleep, her sleeping on his chest while he held her in his arms.

Out of all of them, Urogi was the fun dad, even before baby girl was born, he was looking up all the things he could do with baby girl so they could bond, They always had daddy daughter dates whether it be swimming, a trip to the movies, going on a hike, going to the zoo or simply just staying home where they can make play dough, paint each others faces or play loud music and dance like crazy.

He loved making sure his baby girl was entertained, making sure she had all the toys she could ever want and designing her room in a way she liked. Her favorite animals, her favorite color, she could have her room be like a princess in a castle or an astronaut in space. It didn’t matter, he would make it happen.

Saturdays would be there days where they could play and hang out like the troublesome duo they were, most of the others complained that he was stealing away baby girl so he could have her all to himself. He claimed it wasn’t true but even you had to admit, he couldn’t have her every Saturday, the boys also wanted a chance to bond with the daughter/ niece when they had the free time.

So with this realization, he came up with an idea.

“My little princess, It's time to get up.” Aizetsu said as he came into her bedroom and picked her up. She rubbed her eyes tiredly. “Yes papa?” He brought her downstairs where she spotted you looking out the backdoor.

“Is it finished…?” You asked.

“Yeah! I’m just done!” Said Urogi’s voice.

He came inside and smiled. “Hey kiddo!”

“Daddy!” She smiled as he jogged over to her and Aizetsu and snatched her from her blue eyed papa.

“Us Daddies and mama have a surprise for you.” He chuckled, she got excited. “Is it my birthday?!” She squealed.

That earned a laugh out of all of you. “Nah silly, but a gift like this couldn’t wait til your birthday~”

He held a hand over her eyes as he carried her outside, with everyone following closely behind. “What is it?! What is it?!” She squealed with excitement as she was set down, a hand still covering her eyes.

You had gotten your phone out and pressed the record button. A few seconds after you did, Urogi unveiled all her eyes. She screamed in excitement and jumped up and down.

Since six in the morning, Urogi has worked tirelessly to build her a jungle gym just for her leisure. A big red slide, two swings, a climbing frame, a pole to slide down and a little den where she could fit herself into. It was truly one of Urogi’s greatest feats.

“THIS IS THE BEST DAY EVER!” She squealed before running over to her jungle gym and climbing up so she could slide down the red slide before repeating her actions. All the boys joined in to play with her, Urogi sliding down with her on the slide, Aizetsu swing with baby girl while Sekido pushed her and Karaku helped her swing on the climbing frame before helping her down.

To this day, she cherished that climbing frame her dad put in the work to build.

Sekido, the strictest of the dads. One of the things you feared was you would be left to enforce the rules, making your daughter resent you and favor her fathers more. But not Sekido. Before you gave birth to baby girl, he took multiple parenting classes, he didn’t want no bullshit from this kid.

From the get go, he wouldn’t stand for misbehavior of any kind. Drawing on the wall? Time out Time! Refusing to eat her veggies? No dessert! Stealing from the cookie jar? No sweeties for the rest of the week! Throwing violent tantrums? Grounded!

He also wouldn’t stand for the others trying to defend her. The minute they did, he would shut them down. His reasoning was that if they continued to let her act in immoral ways, she’ll think it's okay to act like that all the time, thus, she’ll become an immoral person when she grows up.

Not on his watch.

But it's not always his job to discipline her, his strict ways came from a place of love. He has always been extremely protective of the two of you. Especially her, he wants his daughter to be the kind of person that won’t go looking for trouble, unlike him. He wants her to be a good girl and trusts her to be a good girl and to always tell him the truth.

So when one day, you receive a call from the school about your baby, you send Sekido to go over and investigate.

He arrived, hell blazing behind him as he entered the reception of your school. A boy sniffling with a bloody nose as his parents comforted him. He went to the receptionist and slammed his hands down. “My daughter! Where is she?!”

“I-In the principal’s office-” She stuttered as he stormed in to see a baby girl sniffling in her seat, eyes and cheeks red from crying as the principal just sat there. He sat by his daughter and folded his arms. “What happened?”

“Your daughter here punched a poor boy's face, making his nose bleed. He said he wanted to play with her and she suddenly got violent.” the principal said. Sekido automatically knew in that instant that he was uttering bullshit. He turned to baby girl and asked in a softer tone. “What happened?”

She sniffled before responding. “He- he wouldn’t leave me alone…. He always does this during play time… he pulls my hair- and- and he pokes me! He calls me really mean names like stubby legs and-”

“That's enough, no more lying.” the principal said.

Sekido flew off the handle. “WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?!” He slammed his hand on his desk and leaned over til his face was in front of the principals who looked terrified.

“My daughter just told us she was getting bullied by this kid and you tell her to stop lying?! You god damn-!” He punched the desk, making things fall off. “S-Sir! This behavior is-?!”

He turned back to the baby girl and held her shoulders. “How long has this been going on for?!”

She sniffled, more tears falling from her eyes. “A- A long time…. “

He turned back to look at the principal and seethed with anger. “I trust this institute to do one thing, protect my daughter, to give her a safe environment to learn and you can’t even do the simplest of things like protect my daughter!”

“Sir! I’m sure the boy meant no harm! If she was getting bullied, she should have told the teacher!”

“I did!” She wailed, holding her hands in her face. “I told- my teacher! And- and she said boys- will be- boys- and that he probably likes me- so- I shouldn’t be surprised he's- doing this- to- me!” She said in between sobs, making Sekido growl.

“Are you trying to tell me that you people are trying to normalize domestic abuse against women?” he growled. The principal gasped. “We have done no such thing! She said-”

“Boys will be boys until a girl is raped and murdered in a backalley, but hey, it happens, right…?” He seethed. He picked baby girl up and looked back at the principal.

“A warning for you… the next time you see me, you will regret ever crossing me…!”

That night after he tucked baby girl into bed, he went downstairs where his brothers were gathered.

“We’re gonna do this quickly… and we’re gonna do this quietly. We’re gonna make sure that little shit never thinks of harassing another girl again.”

They all nodded their heads before hopping into a car and driving down to the little fuckers house. Aizetsu went to the front door while they hid. The father opened the door and was surprised to see him. “Y-You! You're that girl's dad!”

“No…. I’m her uncle. My brother isn’t in his right mind right now but I was hoping to speak to you about what happened in school today. Her mother is thinking of taking her out of school so I just want to clear up any misunderstandings that might have happened…”

“Oh, that's alright… I guess. Son, come here.”

The minute the boy came to the door, the boys ambushed them. Sekido, Karaku and Urogi grabbed his dad and tossed him onto the front lawn. “NO! STOP!” The boy cried as Aizetsu grabbed him and forced him to watch. “Stop struggling, you're making this harder than it has to be.”

The boy cried as he watched the three men kick the shit out of his dad, tears streaming down his face as his dad vomited blood. “Please stop! Please…!” He cried.

“It's sad, isn’t it? You're a child so we can’t beat you up so your father has to take this punishment for you, to think this all could have been avoided…”

Sekido gave the man a final kick before marching over to the boy and grabbing him by the scruff of his collar. “The next time you hurt our baby girl or any little girl for that matter, we will come back and we will not stop. We will hurt your mom next and we will make you orphan, I swear to god! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!”

“YES! Yes-!” The boy cried.

He let him down before pointing a finger in his face. “Already six years old and your an evil little fucker, fuck you.” He tossed him to the ground before him and his brothers got in the car while the boy ran to his father and cried over his unconscious figure.

The next day, that little boy never came back to school. He was pulled out of the school and no one heard of him or his family ever again. From that day on, everyone thought twice about targeting the baby girl, but once they remembered what happened to the last guy who bullied her, they erased the idea from their brains immediately.

Zokauten. Your baby girl’s only confirmed uncle.

Where do you begin with Zohakuten? For one, since the day you met him, he’s never liked you. He doesn’t really like anyone. Not even his own brothers. A grumpy little gremlin since day one. However, there was one thing you couldn’t deny and that was his unconditional love for baby girl.

When you gave birth to her, he tried to steal her away.

He’d come over to your house on the weekends and play with baby girl, he didn’t care about anyone else, just baby girl. He swore from the minute he saw her that he would destroy anyone who dared to wrong her.

On the rare occasions, he would pick her up from school

“Uncle Haku!” She squealed, running out of the school gates to greet her uncle who stood there, waiting for her. She grabbed onto his leg and he ruffled her hair. “Come now niece, let us head to mcdonalds.” He held her hand as they walked down the path. She hummed a little tune, a dumb little smile on her face as she skipped along the path.

“Remember niece, when we cross the road, you must look both ways. We go to green and stop at red.” He informed her, she simply nodded her head. “Kay!”

They got to McDonalds and sat at the booth. Their food came and the baby girl immediately tried to gobble all hers up. “Niece, you mustn’t eat so quickly. Eat slowly.”

“Kay..”

She was a messy eater, barbeque sauce all over her mouth and her fingers had become all sticky and greasy. He took a napkin and wiped her mouth clean. “Once we’re done eating, go into the bathroom and wash your hands.”

“Kay.”

“Aw…!” Said an old woman from the booth across from them. “What a good big brother you are!”

Baby girl giggled. Zohakuten was not amused. “I’ll have you know this girl is my niece, not my sister so quit prying and mind your business!” The old woman was appalled, after they finished, they went to the bathroom, washed their hands before continuing on their journey home.

“Uncle Haku…. My legs hurt…”

He had no complaints before bending down and letting her climb onto his back. They walked home in silence. She snuggled into his back. “Uncle haku.. You're my favorite uncle… I love you..”

He couldn’t help but let a small chuckle leave his mouth. “I love you too, niece.”

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My little Angel Baby! 🥰

My cute little handsome boy!

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Hey bbg 🤪😊😊😊😍😍 can you do a hantengu (all of them) x the classical fem!maid reader? 🥺🥺🥺

Reader is a maid in their mansion and the demons are disguising themselves (modern times) as muzan finds that damn lily. They have a business meeting at their home with some perv who makes comments abt them and the main four oopsie doodle him kill 🥰🥰. It's a yandere and a bit of spicy 😍😍

Of course pookie here you go, just as a forewarning I don’t really do yandere as I’m not too comfortable writing such. (I think I forgot to write that in my request rules but I will update it soon) but for now I will try my best. Anyway on with the request.

The sound of small footsteps swiftly made their way through the corridors or the large scale mansion, they belonged to none other then Zohakuten as he made his way to the main meeting room and trailing no less then three steps behind him was the beloved maid of the manor (y/n). All seven members of the manor loved their darling maid from the moment she rang the doorbell looking for a job, she found it odd that they would always request her presence during the meetings but she was also smart enough to not question her bosses.

Both people stood before the door to the meeting room and (y/n) quickly moved to open it for the young master, his eyes flickering to her nodding in a quiet thanks. She had known the people of the manor long enough to discern what they actually ment from certain looks and body language, the boy simply always looked angry and was indeed thankful. She nodded back at him and followed close behind, shutting the door as she went and stood guard beside the door as she watched Zohakuten take his seat at the table thus beginning the meeting.

(Y/N)’s POV

I tried my best to pay attention to the meeting but part of me believes they were using complicated words so that I wouldn’t understand what they were talking about. Anyway I had other things to worry about like what I was going to cook for dinner and more importantly the looks that their business partner was giving me. I carefully flicked my gaze to the others in the room, trying to discern what they were thinking about, it seems that Aizetsu, Hantengu and Sekido were doing the majority of the talking while the others watched on in boredom. I watched as Zohakuten and Urami caught the guy staring at me on multiple occasions, coughing into their hands to get his attention, both looked equally as pissed everytime they caught him and it was clear that his not so subtle comments about me and my body were grating on everyone nerves. Even Hantengu, as meek and nervous as he was, was beginning to furrow his brows at the man. At long last the meeting was over and I was quickly allowed to leave the room, I wasn’t going to be told twice, bowing before leaving the room as quickly but respectively as possible.

Zohakuten’s POV

We all watched as our beloved (y/n) scurried out of the room, it was obvious that she was disturbed by the disgusting looks and words that this scoundrel has befallen her. The moment she was out of the room he started again, proclaiming that we were lucky to have such a gorgeous girl as our maid and if he had her, he would have taken her innocence by now. Sekido and Urami gripped the table in anger at his words while Urogi and Karaku’s faces held an uncommon frown. The silence in the room that followed was palpable as the man began to realise that no one was agreeing with him. He let out an awkward chuckle before trying to excuse himself only to be quickly blocked by Urami who had shot up out of his seat and blocked the door. The disgusting cretin backed up into Sekido who grabbed his arms and held them behind his back as Urami instructed the four young boys to dispose of the man before he, Hantengu and I left the room in search of our beloved maid.

(Y/N)’s POV

I finished cooking tonights dinner as I put the big pot to simmer and backed away, wiping my brow and jumping slightly as a hand grasped the sleeve of my maid dress. Looking down, I see Zohakuten looking as angry as usual but there are more furrows in his brow and they look intentional which means he truly is angry. “Young master whatever has gotten you in such a fluster?” I kept my tone soft, like that of an older sister as Zohakuten lets out a sneer (visibly not aimed at me) before responding. “That filthy man and his words did not go unnoticed by any of us, to see you so uncomfortable, it angers my soul. The others are equally angered and those four are taking care of that filth so you don’t have to worry anymore.” As he spoke, I felt another hand grip the opposite sleeve of my dress, I needn’t look down to see who it was as the shaking of the hand told me that it was Hantengu. “H-His words were horrible and that look in his eyes…. Truly disgusting.” He managed to eep out as i bought my hand up to stroke his head, trying to comfort him. My body tensed slightly as another pair of hands snuck their way around my waist as a rather large head rested atop mine, Urami had made his presence known as Zohakuten backed off to walk away, not before placing a small kiss to my forehead after some reaching upwards. Now having my other arm fully free, I pull Hantegu fully into my embrace unintentionally pushing his face into my chest. He lets out a small eep and I let him go, thinking i was suffocating him somehow, I feel a hard kiss on top of my head as Urami backed away, taking Hantengu with him as I was left alone in the kitchen.

It wasn’t long before multiple sets of hurried feet were heard through the corridors as four figures ran through the kitchen door, all four of the boys in varying states of bloody. I didn’t have time to react as the chipper of the four, Urogi, flung himself at me and wrapped his arms around me as he pulled me into his embrace. Peppering my face with kisses, he mumbled how they got rid of that nasty man and I would be safe once more before feeling another body slide up behind my own, cheekily pressing their groin against the flush of my ass. Karaku murmured in my ear as Aizetsu took my hand, peppering kisses up and down my arm while Sekido stood off to the side as if waiting for his turn, I held my other hand out to him as he took it, moving himself towards me in a slightly aggressive manner before planting his lips against my neck, kissing up and down as if he was trying to get rid of his anger and stress. Not long after this, the four boys begrudgingly peeled themselves away from me as they each placed a kiss to my lips in varying stages of aggression before stalking off to do whatever. Leaving me with a blush on my face as I giggle to myself and turn back to the dinner.

Sorry if this wasn’t as spicy as you wanted, you asked for slightly spicy so I didn’t really do much but I will deffo be doing more spicy shit as I continue to write

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Hey bbg 🤪😊😊😊😍😍 can you do a hantengu (all of them) x the classical fem!maid reader? 🥺🥺🥺

(Y/N)’s POV

Zohakuten’s POV

(Y/N)’s POV

Sorry if this wasn’t as spicy as you wanted, you asked for slightly spicy so I didn’t really do much but I will deffo be doing more spicy shit as I continue to write

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So i have a suggestion for a story about the hantengu clones.The kids bassicly spending time with they're grandfather like the original Hantengu

Hi Grand Daddy!

Tw: Foul language (Shocking, I know.)

“Thank you so much for looking after the kids for us today father…!” You say, placing the baby bag on the table with all of Jun’s essential supplies. The old man quickly waved his hands. “O-OH! No- no! No trouble at all! I’m always available whenever you need..h-help!” He stuttered.

Truthfully, you didn’t like to trouble old man hantengu if you could help it, he was old. Like- very old. You learned very early in your relationship with the boys that he didn’t have a very easy life growing up. An orphan at birth, he grew up struggling with Borderline Personality disorder. Because of his random mood swings, people would distance themselves from him and he was unable to hold down a job.

You wondered why no one could see what was wrong with him back then and didn’t help him. Then you realized old man Hantengu came from a time where such notions of ‘Mental illness’ were looked down upon and that such people couldn’t be helped. So Old man Hantengu was forced to turn to a life of crime, stealing cars, breaking into homes and pickpocketing every clueless fool within his range.

He ended up marrying a prostitute because truthfully, no one else would have him and he thought he was happy. After his wife gave birth to Zohakuten, his youngest. She decided she could do much better and ran off with another married man, forcing Old man Hantengu to care for all of his children by himself.

Old man Hantengu was always good to you. He told you many times that meeting his boys and giving birth to his grandchild was the best thing that ever happened to his family. It gave his boys purpose and it made him happy seeing you and your children in his home.

You didn’t want to trouble your father in law because of his rough life, he spent most of his life trying to look after himself and provide for his five children. Now that he was an elderly man, you didn’t want to bother him with your five children.

But right now, you didn’t have that option. The boys decided to take part in a football game with some old friends from their frat house and they ended up getting injured like the idiots they were. You’d bring your kids with you but you figured that children so young had no business in a hospital and Zohakuten was attending his college classes and the last thing you wanted was to disturb him when he was busy preparing for college exams.

So, Old man Hantengu was your only choice left.

You put Jun in her makeshift cot while looking at Etsuko. “Princess, I want you to be good for me and help your grandfather when you can. Keep an eye out for your brothers and Nana and I’ll be back as soon as I see your fathers.”

She sighed. “Fine mommy…” You kiss her head. “Good girl.”

You ran out the door, leaving the old man with your five children. “Well… I’m not sure what to do now…” Hantengu muttered, touching his cheek with his old withered hand.

“Mama already fed Jun and changed her before we came here.” His eldest granddaughter said.

“Ah…. very good…” He said to himself.

“Grandpa!” Sho said.

“Can we play outside in the back garden?” Yuu asked.

“Oh.. of course!”

“Grandpa! Play! Play!” Nana giggled.

He led the children out the back garden. In all fairness, it was a large back garden. He did live in a nice house. The only reason he was able to get such a house was because the council saw that he was raising five kids by himself.

The twins' eyes went starry when they saw something spectacular. “SWING!” They cried.

It wasn’t really a swing. It was an old and large car tire tied onto a large branch with some frayed rope. On the base of the tree was a badly nailed down planks made into a ladder and an old tree house sitting in the tree.

They ran towards the old tire swing and jumped onto it, swinging in all directions. Nana tried to go towards her brothers before she was pulled up by her grandfather before she was hit by the swing.

“T-That's a bit too big for your cookie… here. Let's do something else..!”

Etsuko was already one step ahead of her grandfather. In a bag contained her children’s tea set and a coloring book with all different sorts of markers and pencils. She set up the picnic blanket so Nana could play with Mr Bunny Hopscotch.

Etsuko sat outside with Nana on the blanket while grandpa brought Jun outside for what you called ‘Tummy Time’. Lying her on a separate blanket while she crawled around on the floor. Hantengu was nervous, it had been a while since he looked after a baby. He only had one thought on his mind.

‘Just keep them alive until their parents come back…”

He knew himself that you would save him the trouble of looking after the kids if you could help it. It was often a rare occurrence that you would ask him to look after your children, he understood that you meant well but it hurt that you considered him your last choice in terms of childcare. After all, his quadruplets were always ready to look after the kids if one parent was down, Zohakuten loved his nieces and nephews and would gladly put things on hold to watch the little critters and your aunt, while a lovely woman didn’t live in the same town as you.

“Hey Grandpa?”

“Yes Princess?”

“What are your Tuna melts like?” She asked, curiously.

That took him back.

Being the low income household he had back then, he never had the money to buy take out for his kids. No, that was a luxury they could only dream to afford. Being a single dad, he had to think up of cheap and easy meals that would keep his children fed. So he had a schedule of foods he would make every week.

Mac and cheese Monday, Tuna melt Tuesday, Chicken pot pie Wednesday, Cornflake crusted chicken bake Thursday, Fried fish and chips Friday, Swedish meatball Saturday, Meatloaf Sunday. He hated it when his kids starved, making sure they never missed a meal when growing up. It surprises him to this day that all of his kids became so big and muscular.

“Your fathers loved those tuna melts… I always made sure to get them ready as soon as they came home from school..” He said, tapping his fingers together.

“You think you could ever make those for us one day grandpa?” She asked.

The kids found themselves in the living room, snacking on some Tuna melts their grandfather made for them. They were delicious as a movie played on the old t.v. Spirited away, an old classic they all loved.

“Grandpa, may I use the bathroom?” Etsuko asked.

“Go ahead dear.” He said.

She climbed up the stairs and passed by an old bedroom with the door wide open. There were two beds, a wardrobe, a set of drawers and an old desk covered in stickers. “This be daddies old room…” She noted to herself. She remembered a long time ago, her fathers mentioned to her that Papas Sekido and Karaku slept in the basement while Urogi and Aizetsu slept upstairs after a single room proved to be too small for all four of the boys.

“Don’t mind it I do…” Etsuko said, looking around the room. It smelt like it hadn’t been lived in for a while. She began to root through the place. She was curious, wanting to see what old secrets her fathers kept buried-

She opened a drawer in the desk and found an old ipad. The screen was cracked but looked like it was in good condition. The lock screen had a picture of papa Sekaido asleep in bed, he looked a lot younger in the photo. When she unlocked it, it showed the homescreen of papa still in bed, however, his eyes were open and angry.

“Hahahahaha!” She giggled, looking on the ipad.

There were so many photos and videos of them when they were younger. She clicked on a video where one of them had a handful of shaving foam. Sneaking up on an unsuspecting Aizetsu before smacking on the head with it.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Karaku laughed, running away.

“THAT'S NOT FUNNY!” Aizetsu screamed.

Another video showed Karaku fast asleep in bed while Urogi and Sekido held a huge bucket of water over him.

“Rise and shine you lazy fuck!” They yelled before splashing him with the water before running away, a screaming Karaku could be heard from behind them.

Another game, they filmed Zohakuten playing a maze game.

“You almost to the end bro?” Urogi asked from behind the ipad.

“Shut up…! I’m almost there-”

A scary face popped up on the screen and he screamed, falling out of his seat. “WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT TO ME!?” He cried, actually tears falling from his eyes as other voices could be heard laughing.

Her daddies told her what it was like, living in a low income household. That grandpa was only able to buy a single ipad for them all to use. Even though they weren’t rolling in gold, they had each other and that's what counts.

“I leave you guys alone for a day and look at what you’ve gotten yourselves into!” You scolded your lovers as you drove them to their dads house. Each and everyone of them has a cast of some sort and it made you question how you ended up having children with such complete boneheads.

“Hey! We bravely ran through enemy lines and we won the battle! Losing victory was not an option!” Urogi exclaimed. The others seeming to agree with them with you making the off-hand remark-

“And people wonder why women tend to live longer.”

You unfortunately were coming back a lot later than you had wanted. Traffic was a mess, you had trouble finding the boys hospital room and you had to listen to the doctors drone on and on about what needs to be done for your husbands to recover and you had to drive them through the terrible traffic all the way back to their dad’s house.

When you got home, you found Old man Hantengu resting in his armchair with little Jun sleeping in his arms. “Father, I am so sorry for making you wait so long! Can you ever forgive me?” You begged, noticing how tired he looked.

“N-No…No.. It's fine. They’re upstairs right now..” he said. Zohakuten came out of the kitchen, annoyed and drying a plate. “We didn’t have pajamas so I lent them the old shirts…” He growled.

You all traversed up the stairs to find your kids in the old bedroom. Sho and Yuu on one bed and Etsuko and Nana on the other.

“Aw… my babies..” You whined.

The men gathered round their kids, picking them up. “I think.. We should just spend the night..” Sekido suggested.

Aizetsu shared a bed with the twins, Etsuko with Sekido, Urogi with Nana and you laid Jun into her little makeshift cot before joining Karaku for bed.

Old man Hantengu couldn't help but smile before heading to bed, sure, the family his sons created wasn't perfect, but it was good. Not perfect but still good.

Yup, this was your family. And you wouldn’t change it for the world.

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Daddies Here!

Synopsis: Six years after finding out who Estuko's father is, you and your Quadruplet lovers gradually move on with your lives and have more children.

TW: No warnings, no smut really, just familly happy times.

Six years had passed since that fateful day.

Instead of splitting up, you and the boys held through together. All of you are growing stronger as a family instead.

You woke up to the sound of your alarm, you turned it off and did a nice big stretch before getting out of bed. “Baby… don’t go…!” Urogi groaned, grabbing your hand.

“I have to get the kids ready for school.” You said, removing yourself from his grip and pulling the covers off of him. “Besides, you said you would help me this morning!” You chuckle, removing your pajamas and putting on some sweats and a t-shirt.

“Ugh… fine..!”

You headed down stairs and into the kitchen where you prepared breakfast. Nothing beats a cooked breakfast first thing in the morning. You tied up your hair and washed your hands before trying to decide what you would all eat this morning.

“French Toast with bacon and maple syrup. Some sausages and fried eggs to go with it~” You chirped before you took your ingredients out of the fridge and began to cook breakfast.

“Mmmmhhh!” You look over and see a grumpy Sekido come into the kitchen and start the coffee maker. “Sekido, you know how I feel when you keep your mouthguard in.” You say. He pulls it out and kisses you on the forehead. “Wife..!”

“Much better.” You smile.

“Hey family.” Urogi says, coming into the kitchen, in one arm, carrying a two year old with yellow eyes and a five month old infant with green eyes. He sat the five year old in her high chair while putting his two year old at the table. “How are you babies?” You say, leaning over and giving your babies kisses on the head.

Urogi got the bottle of your pumped milk and heated it up and made your two year old her sugary cereal. Sekido poured himself some coffee and looked at you. “I like you bent over that stove.” He chuckled.

“Oh hush you!” You squeak.

“Morning…” Aizetsu said, looking sad as usual, however, after being with him for over ten years, you could tell what kind of sadness he was. Today, you could sense disappointment radiating from him. “What’s wrong Zetsu darling?” You ask.

“It's Etsuko.” He said, sitting down and giving his green eyed baby a kiss.

“Why? What did she do?” Sekido demanded, sitting at the head of the table.

“She was on the phone since half twelve last night.” Aizetsu said, shaking his head. “Sekido became even more grumpy.” On her phone? She should have been asleep!” he barked. Aizetsu pulled up his phone and went into an app. Aizetsu being the responsible parent he was, always fearing for his daughter’s safety, downloaded a parenting app that allowed him to monitor her phone from his. To see what she was watching, what website she was on, who she was talking to and what times these happened.

“She was up all night watching youtube videos. I fear when we see her, she’ll be very tired.” he said as you poured him a cup of coffee with milk and sugar. He didn’t like bitter things unlike his brother. Sekido gulped down his coffee before seething. “That's it, from now on we’ll confiscate her phone before bed time. She won’t be allowed to have it back until she starts going to sleep when she’s supposed to!”

“Let's wait to see how she is, if she looks tired we’ll ask her why.” You say.

“Hey family- hey wife~” Karaku said before coming over to you and kissing you on the cheek. He then slid his way over to the two baby girls at the table before giving each of them a kiss. “Cookie, bubbles~”

Etsuko was the princess. Nana, your two year old girl you conceived with Urogi was dubbed cookie due to her love of treats. Jun, your last child with beautiful green eyes, was dubbed bubbles because she loved bath time.

“Etsuko was up last night on her phone!” Sekido growled, crossing his arms.

“Don’t overreact over something so minor, everyone does that kind of thing.” Karaku said, sitting at the table. It was true, you weren’t innocent yourself, staying up late and on your phone. Watching videos, liking posts.

“If we let this slide, she’ll think it's okay to stay up, she’ll lose sleep and won’t be able to stay awake in school. From now on, no more phones after nine o’clock. She may have it back when she starts going to sleep on time!” Sekido said. Once your red eyed lover enforces a new rule, that's it. No discussion about it.

“She’s lucky we ever let her have a phone at this age!” Sekido snarled.

“Yeah, because back then the only thing pa’ could afford for us was a single ipad between all of us.” Urogi said, shaking some milk onto his arm to check the temperature before handing it to Jun who gobbled up the milk like there was no tomorrow.

“Not so quick bubbles! You’ll get hiccups!” he warned, trying to pull it away but that baby had an iron grip. She was not letting go.

“Foods nearly ready, wake them up.” You say before Urogi leaves Jun with Aizetsu and goes to wake up the rest of your children. You dish out the men’s meals, placing them in front of your lovers before dishing out your kids meals.

“Mama!” Said two voices. Looking below you were your two boys. Sho and Yuu.

“Good morning my two little handsome princes!” You bend down and give them your morning hugs. Sho had blue eyes like his father and Yuu had your eyes. After finding out that Etsuko was Sekido’s child, you decided that you would take turns birthing everyone else's children.

Through a random selection, Aizetsu got his chance to get you pregnant, however it was your fortune that once you were twelve weeks along, you found out you were going to have twins.. Aizetsu was literally jumping for joy when he found out. Urogi and Karaku were a little pissed because of how lucky Aizetsu got.

Your pregnancy with them was even tougher, carrying a baby was hard, two? You wanted to deliver them naturally but a scan showed that Sho had the umbilical cord wrapped around his neck. They did an emergency c-section to save him and you were extremely terrified, thinking you were going to lose one of your babies.

Your boys are five now, you went through postpartum depression after their birth so the boys decided to wait until you’ve recovered to try again. It took you around a year and a half to recover and after you did, you just wanted to make up the time you lost with your boys.

Yes, you were there physically but for that year and a half after their birth, thinking of what a terrible mother you were. You felt responsible for him nearly dying in your womb, you couldn’t look at your babies without feeling immense guilt and it took a lot of therapy to heal you after the trauma of what happened.

“Our night light ran out of batteries! It was dark when we went to sleep..!” Yuu cried.

“What? Oh no! Well me and your daddies will get new batteries for you..!” You say kissing their heads. You didn’t like to admit it but you were very protective of your boys, Sho and Yuu liked to dress up and play with dolls, they also loved star wars and dinosaurs. You loved them.

“Thank you mommy…” Sho said. In a way, they were very much like Aizetsu, they were kind and gentle boys who just wanted a hug from their parents.

“Hey mommy.” Etsuko said, rubbing her eyes, as you guessed. She was sleepy.

“Etsuko, you look tired. Did you not get a goodnight sleep?” You ask, setting her plate on the table before she climbed onto her chair and grabbed her utensils. “Ugh…. not really…” She said,

“Gee… I wonder why?” her father growled, making Etsuko shoot her father a look, you knew that face of hers, it was the face she made whenever she got red handed. She simply gulped. “W-well… it was kinda hot-”

“We know you have been on your phone since twelve last night.” Karaku said, drinking his coffee.

“N-No I haven’t- I swear-!”

“Stop with the excuses before you just get yourself into more trouble young lady, from now on, that phone will be confiscated from you every night before bed.” Sekido informed her, eating his food.

“B-But I need my phone!” She whined.

“When you should be sleeping? No, the privilege to keep your phone overnight has been redacted.” Sekido said. You had placed two more plates at the table for your twins to eat when Etsuko became red in the face. She pouted her cheeks and her eyes became teary. “You can’t take my phone! It's my phone! You won’t- You won’t- you won’t!” She cried.

“Hey! No shouting at the table!” Urogi said, coming into the kitchen. Jun’s lower lip came out before she started crying from her sister’s loud voice. Aizetsu immediately took her into his arms to calm her down. Sekido was angry. “Look now! You’ve made your baby sister cry! I will have that phone now!” he said getting up and going upstairs. Etsuko tried to follow but Karaku stood up and held her in the air so she couldn’t bite, scratch or kick.

“Lemme go! Lemme go!” She cried. Karaku just sighed, not wanting to deal with this crap so early in the morning. “You really gotta learn when to suck it up kid. You wouldn’t have your phone during the night time. Now Sekido just might not give it back at all.” He groaned.

She whimpered before she was set down.

Sekido came back downstairs with her phone. “You may have this back tomorrow, by then, I don’t want any more tantrums from you!” He said before shoving the phone into his pocket. “This will stay with me until you learn a bit of respect.”

“Wah!” She cried, bawling her eyes out after losing her phone privileges for the day. You would have wanted to step in and tell Sekido he might be going a bit too far but this is how his parenting has always been like this, Fair punishments and what not. He would never strike her or cuss her out like he tends to do with his brothers.

It made you thankful for all those parenting classes he took before she came into the world, it made life a lot easier with his way of disciplining them.

Karaku set her back down in her seat, her cheeks puffy. “Eat your breakfast kid.” She silently ate in with a hit of resentment.

You went upstairs after eating your breakfast and fished your children’s uniforms from their closets. Because you were so well to do in your respective jobs, you saw no reason to not put your kids in the best institutions possible.

Actually, after you all made the decision to have more kids, the house you were all living in didn’t seem big enough to fit presumably four more children. So you decided to move to a bigger house, sure it took a lot of time and money but by the time the twins were a year old, you all moved to a much larger house.

You laid out Etsuko’s uniform where you hand washed and ironed yourself. Both her middle school and the kindergarten that the twins went to were in the more privileged areas so you knew they were in good hands. After setting out her uniform, you set out the boys uniforms and called them up to brush their teeth.

You yourself got dressed, A tan blazer with matching dress pants and a cream white blouse. Although you looked nice, you were just gonna take it off as soon as you got home. More or less because of how snobby the other moms could be. You informed your kids early on that your family life was private.

If anyone asks, they have a mommy, a daddy, four uncles and a grandpa. Because legally, the other daddies are their ‘uncles’ but biologically, their DNA is so alike, it really doesn’t matter who was the one who got you pregnant, they are scientifically the daddies.

The only way you were able to find out that Sekido was Etsuko's father was a slight twitch in DNA, so small it was hard to find. That even though they are practically clones of one another, their genetic material couldn’t be one hundred percent accurate to one another.

So here you were, getting your babies ready for school.

Now that they were fed, cleaned and clothed, you loaded them up into your car and drove them to school. Estuko sat in the front, her arms crossed while the boys sat happily in the back. “I hate daddy…!” She said snarky.

“Hey, he was only gonna take away your phone at night. You made it worse for yourself by acting up, you only have yourself to blame.” You said driving along the road.

“I wasn’t even doing anything wrong!” She argued.

“You were up on your phone past your bedtime, it's a bad habit we’re trying to kill.” You retorted.

She looked out the window, a big pout still present on her cheeks. She was clearly upset by what happened this morning and you being you, couldn’t stay mad at her for too long. “Look, if you behave in school today, I’ll make sure your daddy gives you your phone back. Also, you need to apologize for being disrespectful. We’re not doing this to be mean to you, we love you.”

“Yeah..yeah..” She said, no longer in the mood to argue with her. You dropped her off at her school and kissed her on the head. “I love you baby.” She waved at you as you drove off.

“Hehe..! Sucker!” Etsuko giggled, pulling her phone from her skirt pocket. She had snuck it off Sekido while he wasn’t looking. She then ran over to her other school friends to commence her day.

You turned on the radio and turned on the radio. “You boys like this song?”

“Yes mama!” They said at the same time.

“I’m a Barbie girl, in the Barbie world! Life in plastic, it's fantastic! You can brush my hair, dress me anywhere! Imagination, life is your creation!”

Your boys loved Barbie, they also loved the song by Aqua. You would die for your boys if someone told them to stop with the barbie obsession. You arrived at their Kindergarten and walked the boys inside to their classroom. “I’ll see you later babies!” You cheer before bending down and giving them their kisses and cuddles.

“Bye mama!” They waved at you before they went inside their classroom.

“Aw! Those are some adorable boys you have, Mrs Hantengu!” You turned around to see Kanae Shinazugawa who waved off her girl. The school they went to, this community believed that parents should continuously pursue an active role within their children’s lives. Including school.

“Oh-! Thank you Misses Shinazugawa..” You say, nervously. Kanae Shinazugawa was the ideal mother, staying at home and looking after her children and husband while still being an active member in the community. Everyone loved her, you were slightly intimidated by her.

“My princess talks about your boys a lot, that they play dolls together during play time,”

“O-oh yes! My sons do like playing with dolls.”

“I was wondering, if it wouldn’t be too much to ask but if you'd like, we should set up a playdate for our kids. You know, to play barbies and- have some dinner together.”

“That sounds nice-”

“You and your husband really should come over, I love hosting guests.”

“I’ll have to talk to my husband about that, he can be so busy sometimes.”

“Lovely, I’ll message you on facebook~!”

Before you could say anything else, she left. You felt your shoulders relax. Before Nana was born, you legally changed your last name to Hantengu. You had no connection to your old family anyways and you had been accepted into your new family. Your lovers were hantengus, your children were Hantengus, you figured there was nothing holding you back and you had your new family’s support.

However, you understand what it meant taking their last name, some people were under the assumption you married one of them. You couldn’t exactly marry only one of them, you loved all your partners so the thought of choosing one was off the table.

Although, you didn’t bother to correct anyone. If people asked, you would change the subject, quite frankly, it was none of anyone's business who you were married to. Lots of men marry multiple women, but a woman having multiple male partners who fathered her kids?

Tramp! Whore! Slut! Harlot!

You would never hear the end of it. Which is why you kept to yourself.

Once you got home, you saw Urogi and Karaku in the living room, looking after Nana and Jun. “Hello Mrs Hantengu~” Karaku said as you sat on the floor with them and coddled your younger children.

“The others gone?” You asked.

“Yeah, to work. I was waiting for you to get home.” Urogi said before kissing your cheek before jumping up to grab his work bag. “Well, I’m off! See you guys later.” He cheered before giving you and the girls kisses before he went out the front door. Karaku went on Paternity leave two weeks before Jun was born so he could bond with her.

“Well, what should we do today?” He asked.

“How about a walk in the park?” You suggest.

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jujuz299 · 11 days

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Who's the Daddy?

In order to protect your baby girl from scrutiny, you and the boys finally take it apon yourselves to do a through test to determine which one of them is your daughter's real father. You fear however that the truth might destroy your little family.

(For the record, I didn't know which of the fathers to pick so before the reveal, I used a spinning wheel to determine who the dad was so It came as big of a shock to me as it will to you guys.)

Tw: Violence, cursing, angst.

Life was peaceful, very peaceful and you personally could not be any happier than you were now.

Thankfully, your job allowed you to work from home and you did just that. You sat in your home office, typing away at your computer, sending emails to your colleagues and working on plans for a new project that your boss assigned to you.

You heard your doorbell ring, making you grin as you stood up and jogged over to the entrance. You opened the door and was greeted by the biggest hug ever.

“Mama!”

“Baby girl~!” You laughed as your daughter wrapped her arms around you. Etsuko, was your sun and stars, your reason for getting up every morning. A loving girl who showed affection for everyone around her. She held up a sheet of paper with a drawing on it. “Look Mama! I made this for you!”

You let out a gasp as you took it in your hand. “Aren't I the luckiest mama ever!” It was a scribble of you and her four daddies. Sekido, Karaku. Aizetsu and Urogi.

“I have returned your child home, allow me in.” Said a gruff voice. You looked up to see the annoyed face of Zohakuten, your baby daddy's youngest brother.

“Of…. course…. Come on in..” You said through clenched teeth as he walked in and made himself at home. “Mama! Uncle Haku brought me to Mcdonalds and this old woman thought he was my big brother so he told her to beat it!”

A horrified look appeared on your face but you quickly put it away. “Etsuko…. Why don’t you go play in the backyard…”

“Kay!” She grinned as she jumped out of your arms and ran towards the back garden. You stood in front of Zohakuten with your hands on your hips. “You are a bad influence on my daughter!”

He huffed, looking away. “I simply told the old woman to piss off, people like that should mind their business.”

“You are teaching my daughter to disrespect the elderly and mcdonalds?! Dinner will be ready soon and she won’t want to eat on a full stomach!”

“Then I’ll have her portion then, I’m still hungry.” He simply said.

You growled before going to the kitchen to check on the soup you were making. It was your daughter’s favorite, leek and potato soup. By the time her fathers comes home, she’ll still be hungry…

One by one, the daddy’s began to file in, first Urogi who could wait long enough to get home to see his little girl. The Sekido who was able to finish work up a lot earlier, the Aizetsu who was upset he could get home quickly enough due to the horrible rush hour traffic and then Karaku who refused to move until you gave him a kiss.

By then, Etsuko still wasn’t hungry so you decided to let her sit in the living room and watch ‘My neighbor Totoro’. You and the men sat at the dinner table, enjoying a healthy and nutritious dinner while talking about your day.

“Ugh… Akaza really gets on my nerves… I wish Mr Kibutsuji didn’t favor him so much, else I would've punched him in his shit eating grin!”

“I was passing by this new bakery… it looked like it had lots of delicious things, I hope I can bring you and Etsuko to try it….”

“Zohakuten, how is your father by the way? I haven’t seen him in a while, so I thought it would be nice to invite him for dinner on Sunday.”

“You’ll have to bring the dinner to him, you and both know he’s too scared to leave the house, because of the bullies outside…”

“So, I did a little browsing on this lingerie site, and saw this little two piece that looks really hot..”

“On you or (Y/n)?”

“Shut up.”

The doorbell rang, you were about to sit up but Aizetsu held his hand up. “It's alright, I’ll get it.” He went to the door and opened it and was greeted by the sight of two people, they were middle aged, maybe in their forties or fifties, but it was hard to decipher. “Hello, Can I help you-”

“Does (Y/n) live here?” Said the woman.

“Yes, who’s asking-”

“Good.” They pushed past him and made their way inside. “Hey! Stop!” Aizetsu called. You and the others became worried by the commotion but they came into your dining room where your heart sank into your stomach and you gasped, dropping your spoon into your soup.

“(Y/n)! Where have you been all these years?” Asked the woman.

“We were worried sick about you.” Said the man

Sekido, of course, wasn’t having any of this. “How dare you come into this home uninvited!?”

“Who the hell are these old twigs anyways..?” Zokakuten growled.

You were as pale as a ghost.

“M-Mother….father!” You gasped

All the boys silenced themselves when they released who these people were. “Holy crap…”

“Yes, that's who we are.” Your mother sighed annoyed. You stood up from the table, you shock slowly being replaced by anger. “What are you two doing here?!”

“We’re your parents, (Y/n). We didn’t think we needed an invitation to come see our one and only daughter.” Your father said as if it was a common thing, however, this wasn’t common.

“I haven't spoken to either one of you in ten years!” You barked.

“Awful rude of you, to not seek out your parents after all these years, you never told us about your child!” Your mother said, pointing her finger at you.

“Have you ever considered that maybe I didn’t want either of you in our lives!?”

You had an awful relationship with your immediate family, your parents favored your brothers over you, they received better gifts growing up while you just got new clothes. Not only that, you were exposed to their toxic ways, your dad was having an affair with another woman. But instead of getting a divorce, your mother decided to cheat on him back. You would all pretend to be a normal family but it was all an illusion to save face.

Your maternal grandparents saw the blatant favoritism your brothers were receiving while you were left with nothing.

So before they passed, they left everything to you in a trust fund which you accessed when you were eighteen, after that, you ran away to college to leave your family behind. The last thing you heard about your family was that one of your brothers was sent away to prison for beating up one of his girlfriends.

“Besides, why are you so concerned about my life now after ten years? You have three other sons to dote on, why now?”

“(Y/n), your brothers…. Aren’t having much luck in the…. Romance…scene…”

“Huh, where is this going?”

“What your father is trying to say is that it's been years since the youngest has left our home and not one of them has given us a grandchild! Your aunt… recently unblocked me on facebook and I saw a picture of you and your child at her house…”

Your aunt was the only person who had access to your trust fund, your parents couldn’t be trusted to keep it for you and thus, you have had a close relationship ever since. She was the first one in your family to meet Etsuko and promised to keep you and your baby a secret.

“So, you think you're entitled to see my child? Just because my brother’s couldn’t give you one?”

“(Y/n)! Stop being so selfish! Your mother and I deserve to see our grandchild, you can not deprive us of them.”

“Why you-” “What's going on?” Said a small voice that could only be recognised as Etsuko. Your mother turned around and smiled with glee. “Oh! Look at you, little angel~!”

Your father smiled and waved at her. “We’re your grandparents Grandma and Grandpa.”

“What, I thought I only had a grandpa…?” She said, looking around confused. Aizetsu came into the dining room and scooped up Etsuko and kept her away from her grandparents. “Should we call the police..?”

“Call the police? How absurd, we’re her grandparents! We have a right to be in her life!” Your father barked, that made her cover her ears.

“Darling, is that your daddy holding you? Tell him and your uncles we’re good people~!” She cooed.

“My papas don’t seem to like you that much… I’m sorry….” she whimpered.

“Papas? Don’t you mean Papa?” You mother asked

“No, I have four papas! Papa Aizetsu, Sekido, Urogi and Karaku. They’re the best papas in the world and I love them!” She giggled.

Your father looked around the room, first at Aizetsu holding his granddaughter, then at the angry Sekido clenching his fists, then at Urogi who glared daggers at him and then Karaku who leaned back in his seat, a disapproving glare being sent his way. They all looked so similar to one another, it would be hard to tell the difference if it weren’t for their eyes. He looked over at your daughter once more and noticed the only eyes she shared were yours.

“Darling… who is the father of my grandchild?” he asked. You sighed, here we go again.

“All of them.” You say.

“What are you talking about? That's impossible!” Your mother said.

“Listen lady, They don’t have to explain themselves to you, so how about you do everyone in this room a favour and fuck off!” Zohakuten growled.

Your mother gasped at his foul language and your father was red in the face. “How dare you speak to my wife like that, you little bastard?!”

“You both need to leave now! Before I call the police!” You yell, standing up, all the other men stood up at the table, glowering at your parents. You dad no longer had a look of anger when he realized how much bigger your boyfriends were.

Your father being quick witted but two and two together. He stepped forward, raising his fist “You mean to tell us you don’t know which one of these men got you pregnant?! Did I raise a slut-?!”

Zohakuten delivered a punch to his face, the man gasping, flailing against the wall. Your mother screamed before Sekido grabbed the both of them. “Out of this house! Now!” He roared.

Your daughter was crying in the background while Aizetsu and Urogi comforted her. Your parents were removed from your house while they screamed obscenities. “And don’t come back!” You yelled.

“This isn’t over (Y/n)!” Your mother screamed before you slammed the door in her face. You hurried over to your baby who was crying. You took her from her fathers and held her close. “It's alright princess, you're safe..”

“T-They said mean things about mommy…!” She cried. Zohakuten kneeled down beside you as you sat on the couch, rubbing her back. “It's fine, you won’t ever see them again.”

Sekido looked out the window and growled. “They’re not leaving, they're calling someone.”

You handed Etsuko to Karaku who took his turn comforting her. “I’m calling the police, no matter what they say, we have those cameras you installed in Aizetsu, it’ll show them forcing themselves in and we can say they illegally trespassed.”

You made a phone call to the police, a police cruiser pulled up toward your house. Your mother and father were the first to talk with the police, most likely to tell them their bullshit side of the story of what happened. He then walked up to your house where you opened the door.

“Officer.”

“We got a call from this residence and from those two outside, you say they illegally trespassed onto your property?”

“Yes, we have home security to prove it.”

“They also say they’re endangering your child.”

“How so?” You ask.

“That you have multiple strange men in your house.”

“Come inside.”

There you explained the circumstances of your situation, you had a clean home, the boys behaved themselves and you were easily able to explain why your daughter was crying. Zohakuten punch was let go because since your parents trespassed, he was allowed to use reasonable force to make them leave.

You showed him the video cameras which showed them forcibly entering your home, your parents shouting at you and then your father raising his fist which pushed Zohakuten to act. But unfortunately because your parents reported child endangerment, cps would have to be involved.

Although you were granted a temporary restraining order against your parents.

Cps came to your house the next day to assess the situation, they talked to your baby in private before you spoke with the woman from cps.

“So, tell me your situation..”

“I had intercourse with all of them, I accidently got pregnant and that's how it is…”

“Have you not gotten a paternity test done?”

“We have, but since their DNA is identical to one another, there's no way of knowing who the dad is.”

“Did you atleast put one of them on her birth certificate?” You shook your head ‘no’.

“I know there is a type of test that can determine between twins and perhaps it can help you find the true father of your baby, although it is costly, I would recommend you get it done, or else people like your parents will just have more ammo to use against you in court. Many people are quite biased against unmarried mothers so atleast having one of their names on the birth certificate would help tremendously.”

You sighed, it would have been easier if the first paternity test you got could tell you who the dad was but now, five years into this new family, you didn’t want one, because you like your family as the way it was. You were also positive that neither of the men actually want to find out who her dad is, because that would mean that the other three would have to stop being her dad.

“I know this is hard, but if not for you then for her, she deserves to know who her dad is. What if she gets sick one day and she needs the exact same DNA as her dad?”

You nodded before showing the cps woman the exit. There you talked with the boys about the option the woman gave, most of them were against it, but then old man Hantengu came to your house with Zohakuten so he could check up on them.

He gave some sound advice.

“Just…b-because one of you will finally be- be confirmed a-as little Etsuk- ko’s daddy, that doesn’t m- mean the relationship between you all has t-to change! At the end of the d-day, you all are still her papas and she’ll never look at you all as anything b-but her papas!”

You all agreed to do the test, not for any of you but for Etsuko should she ever wonder, just to give her that peace of mind should she ever ask for it.

It had been a grueling three weeks. You had the boys and Etsuko submit their DNA to the lab which did cost a lot of money but not enough to bankrupt you all, thankfully, you all had good jobs. You sat in the room, You, Aizetsu, Sekido, Urogi and Karaku. You left Etsuko at her Grandfather’s home, wanting her to spend time with her uncle while you all faced what could be considered devastating news.

You held Karaku and Aizetsu’s hands before the doctors came inside, they could tell the apprehension on your faces.

“You don’t have to know now…. If you wish, we could keep this envelope sealed and you can all wait until you're ready to know.”

“No… just tell us now….” You whimpered.

She opened the envelope and read the contents of the letter. You could feel your stomach swirl with anxiety, but you had to know. But you just repeat to yourself, this wouldn’t change anything, they were all gonna be her dads at the end of the day, you can’t just erase the five years of her life. You know they all love her more than life itself, they wouldn’t leave her, they wouldn’t leave

“The diagnosis reads as follows… and we have finally come to our conclusion.”

She stares down at the real father

“Sekido, you are the father of Etsuko..”

You felt your heart in your throat. Sekido who sat beside Aizetsu crumbled to his knees, tears falling from his eyes which frightened you, not once in your entire relationship have you seen him like this. Urogi slumped in his seat, with a defeated look on his face. Karaku held his face in his hands and Aizetsu looked up at the ceiling, silent tears leaving his eyes.

You were also upset, not about finding out who Etsuko’s biological father is but what it would mean for your little family. The doctor handed you the envelope with the document containing the findings, out of all the boys, Sekido had the strongest match with Etsuko.

“Thank you doctor.”

You all head outside to the car where you stood in silence. Sekido spoke first.

“I won’t stop you guys from seeing her, she’s as much your daughter as she is mine…”

Aizetsu couldn’t stop crying. “Thank you…. I don’t want to stop being her dad, it just- It hurts so much knowing now that I’m not…!”

“We all knew the possibility! That only one of us was her dad. She would have wanted to know eventually!” Karaku yelped, wiping his eyes.

“The question is… where do we go from here…. Know that we know who her dad is.. I mean.. Sekido… you’ll have to put your name on her birth certificate..”

“Yeah.. I’ll have to do that…” he said.

You rubbed your arms, you hated the position you’ve put them all in. You love them, each and everyone of them individually. They were your boyfriends and the fathers of your baby girl, true or not.

You remember thinking back to a conversation you had with them when Etsuko was only a baby. You might have considered it in the near future, but you believe that maybe, it would be the best solution for you all.

“Guys…. I was thinking..” You say, rubbing your thumbs together, smiling sadly. They all focused their attention on you.

“How about… I will give each of you a baby now that we know who Etsuko’s dad is… we can have more additions to the family..”

Urogi looked shocked before staring you down. “You're serious?!”

You knew the boys had been talking about more additions to the family, you had been thinking about it too, but you feared of future complications that could arise with having multiple babies with the quadruplets without finding out who's the dad of who.

“We can take turns. It’ll take a while.. But I can give each of you a kid, but we’ll raise them all as mommy and daddies, just like we’ve always had. Etsuko can finally have some brothers and sisters and we’ll all be happy.”

Aizetsu hugged you and cried into your shoulder and you embraced him.

Could you have gone the rest of your life not knowing who Etsuko’s dad was? Most likely but what matters now is the family you intend to build and how you’ll mend the relationship with the boys. You all got into the car and drove to Hantengu’s house where you saw Zohakuten playing with Etsuko in the front garden. She saw your car pull up and she squealed. “Daddies!”

They exited the car and ran forward to embrace their little girl.

“Hey Kiddo, how are you?” Urogi asked.

“I had the best time with Uncle Haku!”

“Tell us all about it!” Karaku smiled.

“Would you like some ice cream sweetheart?” Aizetsu asked.

Sekido smiled before rubbing the top of her head.

You watched the scene sweetly and sadly as old man Hantengu approached you.

“A-All wells that- ends w-well…!”

You could agree with that, as far as you were concerned, you weren’t about to give up this life you had created, neither would they. Etsuko was your daughter, their daughter and nobody or nothing was ever going to change that fact. You would never let anyone disrupt your perfect little family ever again.

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Hantengu and his clones feeling a different emotion then what they are! I think it's such a cute idea🥹🙏🏾 ALSO DO NOT SEXUALIZE ZOHAKUTEN I'LL BLOCK U ONG

Warnings: fem!reader, fluff, reader is mentioned to be a human, reader is mentioned to be uppermoon 5 on Hantengus part, reader is mentioned to be a big sister figure to Zohakuten, deaf reader (on Zohakuten part), mention of death

Hantengu

Being replaced by gyokko and getting stuck with hantengu was always a problem for you. "How are you stronger than me and scared of me AND these humans!?" You'd consently ask yourself, but made sure to watch your tongue and have respect for the demon ranked above you.

Although his always frightened state annoyed you it also made you feel nice knowing hantengu wasn't scared of you because your ranked below him, it was because he liked the calm vibes from you, not openly judging him for always being scared even if you're judging him in your head and most of yall he respected you.

When you two were sent on a mission, a hashira got in the way, stopping you from doing your task given by Lord muzan. Hantengu eek'ed and you rolled your eyes, groaning in annoyance "we can't do a night's work without these annoying humans getting in our way" you stood up giving the hashira a death stare when suddenly you felt a frigal, shaking hand hand grab your hand stopping you from going any closer.

"Hantengu! I don't have time for-" "i-I will deal with him... p-please keep doing the task "h-he" gave us." his voice trembled, his tears stopped flowing, stepping in front of you. "You're just gonna use the clones, right? If so, go ahead, " you spoke calmly when hantengu shook his head."i-im upper 4! I dont know what im feeling right now, but I can fight." He just yelled out for no reason and attacked the hashira with brute strength.

Your eyes widen in amazement. This was really Hantengu's strength alone? The always scared, shaking old man was actually fighting on his own without you taking over. "Heh. How brave, go do your best hantengu"

Aizetsu

Aizetsu never thought a person, let alone any human, would want to willingly spend time with him, not just because he's a demon but because of him. His brothers have told him multiple times that he's always so depressing, always sad, and even kills the mood with his negativity. Aizetsu knew that about himself very well, he didnt think he could change it since that's the emotion written on his tongue and just accepted it until he met you.

Despite Aizetsu being a manifestation demon of an emotion, you knew there was something more to it. You found out more of Aizetsu's reasoning for always feeling sorrow by taking the time to sit down and understand him. It's something Aizetsu always wanted. To have someone listen to him about his feelings instead of ignoring them.

You told Aizetsu that he should come to your house whenever he could to sit down and write what he feels. Writing is something you did to help with your feelings, writing any reminders and etc, so you suggested the idea to Aizetsu. You could see that it helped Aizetsu, too. He's become more into writing ever since you got him into the idea of it and reading whatever he wrote, which made him feel better even if he doesn't say it or still have the same frown on his face.

You were cooking yourself dinner and then looked over your shoulder to check on Aizetsu. You were taken a back to see a smile on his face as he wrote at the table. You quickly turned your head back with a huge smile on your face and hoped he didn't catch you looking to ruin the mood for him.

When your food was done, you turned to see the same smile on his face. You walked over and put your plate down on the table and sat next to him. "Hey Aizetsu, you done writing?" You asked, leaning closer "almost" he said and put the pencil down, looking at you. "y/n... what's this feeling I'm having? I can't stop smiling. Feels werid, " he asked, trying to keep his smile from growing any wider.

You couldn't help but giggle. "Maybe you're excited for me to read what you wrote. Your eyes used to just widen when i read what you wrote, but it looks like you're more happy this time. " You gave him a wide smile. "I guess I am. This smiling is hurting my face, but i can't stop. " he giggles, becoming flustered. "What I wrote is about how much i appreciate you." Aizetsu's smile grew wider, and he couldn't help but laugh. You covered your mouth, trying not to squeal from his cuteness

"I'm having fun with you too!"

Sekido

Sekido had explained to you how he will never feel anything other than rage since that's the manifestation he is. A demon manjfested to only feel rage and anger. He knew his rage could affect others, but he had little empathy about it until he met a human who was the complete opposite of him but able to deal with his emotion.

The more time Sekido spent with you, the more he adjusted his anger and even attitude without realizing it. You noticed his change when you came that day, not having a good time at work, and he yelled at you, making you cry and had to realize his anger can affect others more than he thought.

"Sekido. I get mad, too, sometimes. I'll even feel rage, but some things just aren't worth getting mad over, you know? There are ways to calm you down when you get mad over the little things" you said making Sekido look at you with a angry but confused look "I know how to stay calm I'm not stupid! But... I wouldn't mind hearing your ways of calming down in small situations," he looked away from you with his arms crossed.

From then on, you've taught Sekido when the best times to calm down during certain situations are. Sekido's first challenge was dealing with his brothers, who couldn't follow orders. Instead of yelling or growling at them for them to listen, Sekido learned how to manage his breathing. He'd take deep breaths before he spoke

"Can you guys fucking listen? I want to get shit done, so stop fooling around and let's go, " he said with a calmer tone in his voice and turned around, walking out having his brothers shocked shocked. His brothers decided to actually follow Sekido and listen to him since he did ask nicely, and they wanted to show respect back to him for once.

Sekido would always look at you for approval for how he handled things, and even though he'd still say harsh things, you did praise him for trying.

Urogi

Urogi never has a boring moment. He's always feeling so giddy and always wants to include his brothers in his foolishness, and even you, no matter how dangerous or stupid the idea is, he just has to always be having fun and have that cute smile on his face. You weren't really the type to always be active like Urogi, but he always encourages you to have as much fun with him even if you aren't up for it, but that's just him.

You've noticed that in the past few days, Urogi wasn't being himself. You thought if something happened when he left on his own those days because ever since he stopped going out on his own, his smile wasn't the same when he's around you and with the others. He'd snap out of some daze and smile if he was spoken to and be his usual self, but it seemed too fake. You took it apon yourself to see what the problem was.

You went outside and climbed up the tree he usually goes to whe wants to enjoy his own time. "y/n, why did you come up here? You could'vefallenl and hurt yourself, " he chuckled lightly. You sat down beside Urogi on the branch, making your arms touch. "I made sure to get up here safely, don't worry," you smiled. "Urogi... are you ok? You've been acting werid today... and the past few days actually" you said and suddenly he went silent, not smiling at you and not even lookin at you "i-im sorry for asking you don't have to answer-" "it's fine" Urogi cut you off and now having you silent to listen to him.

Urogi forced a smile "ahh it's no big deal, really! Ahah... it's just I met another demon a few days ago. He was a lot like me, although he was weaker than me, " he said. "Was?" You thought to yourself. "I had never met another demon who had a bird like appearance like mine. Made me feel happy knowing I wasn't so different, you know?" Urogi said with sadness in his voice, and his eyes started to blink more like he was stopping tears from coming out

"Urogi.." you said, touching his shoulder. "When I flew to our usual hang out spot, I noticed he was fighting a demon slayer... that human cut his head off as soon as I arrived... I saw his head just disappear along with his body" Urogi explained not being able to control the tears from flowing and using his claws to wipe them away "I killed the slayer because that's what demons do but y/n..." Urogi turned to you, crying more with shaking breathes in his sentences. "What is this feeling? I-i don't like it. Why can't I stop the water from coming out of my eyes? I've never had this happen to my eyes before. What's going on? It's been like this for 3 days"

Urogi covered his face with his claws sobbing even harder. "I don't like this feeling... I don't like it at all. Please help me. i-i can't seem to feel any joy right now, " he curls up, hugging himself with his wings. All you could do was wrap your arms around Urogi's body even though his wings were doing so. "You're grieving and feeling sorrow at the loss of your friend." you said, rubbing his back. "I really don't like this feeling, so don't leave until I'm better... please," he begs

"I won't, Urogi. Don't worry, I'm here"

Karaku

Karaku loved fighting. It does not matter if his opponent is a human or demon he just loved to fight since it brought him his own joyful pleasure and getting to turn his fights into a game. He doesn't care who he makes mad, he dose what makes him feel good and no one else's.

When Karaku comes back from an uppermoon meeting or even speaking to the demons ranked above him, he'd often come back to your come with a completely different mood than before. "Hey Karak, how was the meeting?" you asked sweetly. "Mm. Good, " he said, not saying anything else and stood at the doorway, having a sour expression on his face.

You took notice and sat down on your couch and patted the seat next to you. "Do you need to talk? You weren't like this before you left. Something must've happened, huh?" You asked with concern. "You're a human. You won't understand how I feel," he said with anger in his tone and his expression showing clear annoyance. "I see." You got up and went back to what you were doing, "doesn't matter if you're a demon or not. When you're ready to talk, then I'm here, " you said.

Later that night, you were in your bed reading a book. You heard the door open and put your book down. It was Karaku. "Ready to talk?" You asked. Karaku took a deep breath and crawled onto the bed and rested his head on your lap. "It wasn't actually a meeting. My brothers were so busy i had to go to the infinity castle to pick up something "he" left for us. i ended up running into the upper 3" he said, and you nodded, petting his head.

Karaku let out a frustrated sigh this time, closing his eye to calm down. "Upper 3 and 1 are so strict!" Karaku snapped, now becoming angry, "talking about how I should act when I'm around them and upper 2 is annoying with his shitty come backs that aren't funny at all. It just just annoying! I hated how all i could do was fucking walk away! I hate how im weaker than those assholes" Karaku yelled with his fangs showing, even growling.

His reaction was kind of shocking to you. You've seen Karaku upset but not to this level. For a second, you thought to yourself if it's even safe to he around around in his raged state right now, but you stopped, you worry, and just decided to speak. "It's annoying running into a situation you don't like, especially when you don't know when it's going to happen," you said, making Karaku look at you a bit shocked. "Wait... you understand? .....I don't like feeling like this when I run into a situation I don't like. Ruins the fucking mood"

You nod, agreeing with Karaku, and keep petting his head. "Of course I get it. I may not be in your situation, but i get it, I have to go to work, and I hate running into rude customers. However, when I get home, I like to do things that make me feel good after a bad day. You should do the same Karaku, " you smiled, and so did Karaku.

Karaku got up and made a loud sound as he stretched. He turned back to you with his hands on his hips, smiling. "ahah! You're right! On my way here, I saw some pathetic slayers and ignored them, but after taking to you, I'm gonna go have some fun with them to feel better!" Karaku winked and dashed out the house

"Uh huh.. you do that, " you said with a giggle.

Zohakuten

Zohakuten can be enraged very easily. He knew that very well and looked at any human or demon with such hate when it came to situations he didn't like. He often liked to take walks alone in the woods he was by himself, leaving his brothers since he was easily angered by most of the things they do.

He noticed a human walking ahead of him. He narrows his eyes to take notice that you're just a village walking in demon territory. He walked up faster behind you and growled. "Don't you know you're walking in the forest where demons come to at night? Get out of here before I kill you, " he said grips onto his weapon hard. You only kept walking, holding your basket. Zohakuten became more angry and grabbed your shoulder. "Hey! Scum don't you dare walk away" he said, and you turned around slowly.

You felt the fear wash of you noticing a demon was behind you this whole time and froze not knowing if you should scream or run. "What bitch? Why are you looking at me like I'm the evil one?" He said, You managed to calm yourself and take notice of the demon in front of you. Yes, he is a demon, but he has the appearance of a child.

Your face turned from frightened to a soft, welcoming smile. You got on a knee to match his height and held out your hand to him. "What are you doing? Are you now realizing you're disgusting like the dirt under my feet?" He said. You gave him a sad smile, tilting your head slightly. You pointed to your ears and then shook your head. Zohakuten understood now, judging by your gestures. You couldn't hear him, but he knew that you knew he's a demon. Despite that, you held your hand out to him with a soft and gentle smile

"... is it because i look like a child? Tsk. Don't have such pity for me. Scum" Zohakuten didn't know how else to respond to your kindness since this is the first time anyone has shown him any. You took notice of his lips moving, saying something but you just kept your position to help this child even if he is a demon. Zohakuten didn't sense any danger from you and took you up on your offer. "I'll allow you to take me wherever you want, but I'm not holding your disgusting hand." he slapped your hand away but grabbed your shirt, making you stand up.

You had brought Zohakuten to your house and offered him things a child would like. You had a thing for knitting, and Zohakuten could tell judging how you home looked. He found it stupid, but he didn't hate it. Zohakuten felt relaxed in your home and liked how an adult showed him kindness instead of demands.

He had explained to you why you cant help him but you still allowed him to come to your home whenever he could and Zohakuten would often, getting away from his brothers and always interested to see the handmade gifts you made for him. Zohakuten may be a child, but he wasn't stupid. He knew many languages, but learning sign language from you was something that peeked his interests aside from the hand-made gifts you made him. The word "hatred" was on his tongue, and you'd notice that when he would speak. "Why is hatred on your tongue?" You Sign. "I am a clone that's supposed to be hatred. That's why. What? Do you have a problem with it?" He sign back with an angry but worried face.

"No no I don't have a problem with it, just curious. You are always so grumpy but it seems when you come here you feel happy. Is it possible demons can feel happiness around humans?" You sign with a giggle. Zohakuten didn't answer, really thinking about it but not knowing how to respond. He was snapped out of his thinking when you pet his head

"It's... okay! you don't need.. to answer!" You said, this time speaking. Zohakuten stood up in shock, almost scared. "You talked! You can talk!? You can talk! Y/n!!" He couldn't help the happy squeal he let out and his eyebrows rising with the biggest smile on his face "shit wait wait" he said and uses a sign language to say what he just said. You look at him shocked "Zohakuten that's not how you say my name. You actually called me onee-chan. " You laughed, thinking he made a mistake.

Zohakuten smiled. "You're a woman worthy to be my big sister since I see you as one. I love my big sister, " he signed, and all you did was cry from happiness, hugging the small boy.

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The Hantengu Clones just wanna let you know that you're doing a great job, they wanna give you some Choccy Milk

Even Zohakuten wants to give you some Choccy Milk uwu

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Dumb competition

Everyone says the clones are brothers but forget adorable Zohakuten🥹 so here's hc's of the reader dating Karaku, Sekido, Aizetsu and Urogi (individually) and being jealous of their little brother Zohakuten being clingy to the reader lmao

Warnings: fem!reader, human reader, reader is mentioned to have a soft spot for kids lmao, bimbo!reader (?), cussing, possessive, fluff, humor, jealousy

Aizetsu

Aizetsu is easily jealous but likes to deny it. He'll consently tell you how sad it makes him when he wants to spend time with you in his home, but his little brother, Zohakuten, always wants to talk to you when he comes over. "But Aizetsu, I can't just say no to Zohakuten. He's adorable, " you said, petting his head and sitting with him at the table smiling "ok I'll talk with you for 5 more minutes, then I have to give Aizetsu attention, okay?" You said softly to Zohakuten

"Very well then," he says and turns to Aizetsu with his arms crossed. "I like y/n too, you know. She's my best friend, " Zohakuten says and holds your hand. Aizetsu, grab your other hand, looking more sad than usual "baby whats wrong?" You asked, looking at him with concern.

To Aizetsu, he thinks his little brother is mischievous and a homewracker for your attention off him for a minute. He doesn't want to tell you that since you have a soft spot for children and didn't want to upset you with his words, but at this point, he couldn't help it

Aizetsu noticed the evil little grin Zohakuten had on his face as he held your hand more. "Look at the face he's making!" His voice trembles like he was about to cry, but when you turned your head to Zohakuten his face changed back to to his regular resting bitch face.

Aizetsu can get easily upset when Zohakuten gets your attention when you come over, so you always have to reassure him when you two are alone. "Aizetsu, I know what it's like to have a brother, so I just think Zohakuten just reminds me of my brother. You're the man that comes first for me, " you say and kiss his cheek.

When Aizetsu gets his reassurance from you, he starts to come up with ways where his annoying little brother wouldn't bother you two on your alone time. He doesn't look it, but Aizetsu can be very petty and will lie to Zohakuten about your were abouts. "Y/n is sick?" Zohakuten asked, and Aizetsu nodded."Yes. I'm going to go find a human to eat now." he says, but it's clearly a lie

Instead, he finds nice spots outside where no one can bother either of you, and he gets to have you all to himself.

Sekido

Sekido doesn't hide his jealousy. He makes it very clear to not only Zohakuten but to the rest of his brothers and any man that you belong to him and no one eles. So when his little brother wants to be too clingy to you, he'll deal with it on his own.

When you come over, it's always at night since that's the best time to spend with your beloved. He will be outside sitting on the porch waiting for you. He's always irritated and impatient when he has to wait for you, but it would make him angry when Zohakuten will randomly pop up next to Sekido waiting for you, too.

"Go back inside. She's not here to see you. Fuck off" he looing down at his brother. "But y/n said she's bring me a gift." Zohakuten looks at his Sekido with the same expression Sekido gave him. Sekido's eyes widened in anger and before he could respond, he heard your voice, "Hey guys!" You waved your hand in the air

Zohakuten didn't say a word and just started to run you "what the- get the fuck back here" Sekido yells chasing after Zohakuten. You giggle at the small demon child running to you and open your arms to hug him. Zohakuten hugs you like when a child hugs their motthers hips which sent Sekido into a rage "GET AWAY YOU STUPID CHILD!" Sekido says and marches to you both and grabs the back of his shirt to pull him off.

You hold Zohakuten closer to you and turn him awau from Sekido "babe don't get so mad at him! He's just a child who's happy to see someone" you say softly and pet his head only for Zohakuten to hug you tighter "that "child" is a little shit who knows what he's doing! To piss me off!" Sekido shouts

"Come now, don't be like that. He's also like this because i have a gift for the little guy. Let's open your gift inside, okay?" You smiled sweetly and watched Zohakuten nod.

Sekido sighs, letting go of Zohakuten shirt and putting his hand on your hip, pulling you close. "Let's go instead-" "y/n. carry me" Zohakuten cut off Sekido and raised up his hands "hell fucking no" Sekido growls. "Stop that. Come here, sweety, " you said, talked to him as you held him in your arms

Sekido gave Zohakuten the death stare as you guys walked back to the house, gripping onto your hip tighter, and Zohakuten stuck his tongue out at Sekido. "I hate children," Sekido groans

Karaku

Karaku is jealous of your soft side for children, no matter if the child is human or a demon. The only person he wants you to be soft with is himself, but he can't change that side of you, so he sucks it up when you are soft with Zohakuten. Before you even come over, he makes sure Zohakuten doesn't know, so he doesn't, but in with the dates, Karaku sets up for you two.

You and Karaku are sitting outside enjoying the nice full moon and stars that light up the shy "so beautiful" you said "not as beautiful as you" Karaku grins only for you to laugh at his corny joke. You have a blanket around you as you guys sit on the grass to keep yourself warm and watch the fog come out from you every time you breathed.

Karaku smirks at your cutrness and wraps his arm. Are you having his face very close to yours? "still cold?" "N-not anymore," you say, looking into his green eyes, wanting to kiss him. "What are you guys doing?" Zohakuten asks, standing behind you guys

You jumped and wiped your head back and then laughed "oh Zohakuten it's just you" you said laughing but Karaku only rolled his eyes looking at his little brother with an annoyed expression "way to kill the mood. Can't you see I'm having a romantic moment with my girlfriend? Get lost," he said.

You gasp "Karaku don't say that. We were having a moment, " you said."Were???" Karaku said under his breath, wanting the moment to continue,"but I don't mind if you're here, sweetie, " you said, patting next you you "come sit," you said and Zohakuten sits down. Karaku pulls closer to you making your bodies touch more making sure you aren't touching even an inch of Zohakuten.

You turn your head to see Zohakuten shivering. "Zohakuten, are you cold?" You asked with concern. Karaku only side eyes raising his eyebrow. "I am," Zohakuten said "well that's because you barely have anything on. Come sweetie, " you said and opened the blanket. Zohakuten quickly sits on your lap, and you cover both of you with the blanket resting your chin on Zohakuten head

Karaku's eyes widen "y/n he's lying!!! demons don't get cold. We don't feel that!" Karaku raised his voice. "Demon children can get cold. Y/n's warmth is like a mother, " he said, closing his eyes to rest, and you smiled happily at the complement

Karaku stayed silent and started grabbing the blanket. "I'm cold too. Adult demons can get like that, and I'm a rare breed, " he said, getting in the blanket with you guys

"Yes, baby.... You're a rare breed indeed"

Urogi

Urogi hates when Zohakuten brings you any handmade gifts. He's not jealous of his brother, but he won't deny he's gets mad at how Zohakuten knows exactly what you like he dose.

Urogi likes to fly next to you, holding your hand with his claw while the two of you walk together in the forest. The number one thing you both had in common was nature's, so night walks were always a every night thing with him. Urogi knows you also love handmade jewelry, there will be nights like tonight were Zohakuten will tag along and hold your other hand as the two of you walk together with Urogi flying behind you guys, glaring at his brother

Urogi will always have a way to try and get Zohakuten to go away when he tags along. He'll flap his wings hard enough to create a lot of wind so dust can fly to Zohakuten to Irritate him, but the dust always ends up getting on you, and you scold him for it. When Urogi offers to dust you off but Zohakuten is doing the same thing "Don't mess up my human friend," he'll say just to spite Urogi

"Y/n, can we make matching Bead bracelets together when we go back home?" He asked looking up at you "of course we-" "Cannot" Urogi cuts you off "Me and y/n were going to do that actually so you can just go play with Aizetsu or something" Urogi said with confidence "...we were? Cool!" You smiled at Urogi

Zohakuten started to sniffle, making you and Urogi turn your head to see what's wrong. "That's not fair. I wanted to make bead bracelets with y/n, too..." he said with big fat tears rolling down his cheek. You got down on your knees to match his level and hug him "no no don't cry, it's okay! Urogi C'mon let him join us. " You look back at him with glossy eyes as if you were about to cry as well, making Urogi groan.

"Fuck. Fine fine just this once, jeez," he said with a pout. You smiled at Urogi and then hugged Zohakuten again until he stopped crying. Urogi looked down at you two when he saw Zohakuten have an evil grin, sticking the middle finger at him and mouthing "fuck you".

"Y/N LOOK HES FAKING IT!" he points his Tallon at Zohakuten. You look at Zohakuten only to see the "poor" demon child still having bug yesrs roll down his face. "Fucking brat! Stop that crying right now!" He yelled only to make Zohakuten cling to you."Urogi. You shouldn't yell at your little brother. He's just a child. " You looked at your boyfriend disappointed

"Just a child my ass" Urogi says under his breath and then forced a smile "okay let's just go home"

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Can I request a semi-part 2 for Zohakuten x Reader where the clones invite Reader over for dinner/a hangout, which leads to the Clones becoming closer to Reader (platonically), making Zohakuten jealous cause less of Reader’s attention is on him now. Baby just wants his alone time with Reader 😭

-ˋˏ ༻zohakuten x reader༺ ˎˊ-

||synopsis: Zohakuten was quick to assume that after the first few incidents occurred of the clones interrupting his time with you, they’d eventually get bored and leave the two of you alone again. He was wrong. Very wrong. No wonder he kept you a secret from them. (fem! reader) - (thank you for requesting<;3)

“You say you miss me and I wanna say I miss you so much” -Lana Del Rey

From the first time you met the clones, you had genuinely gotten a little scared of them. The green eyed and yellow eyed ones acted carelessly with you, despite knowing of your fragility compared to them. As for the anger one, he was simply just ill-mannered

The only one you seemed to get along with was Aizetsu. And Zohakuten already felt a slight pang of jealousy whenever you hung out with him. Zohakuten knew you wouldn’t leave him. Not when you were constantly clinging to him. He simply found it hard to watch you get along with the other clones.

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“A what?” You asked with a confused face while staring up at the sorrow demon in front of you.

“A dinner.” He stated once more, in his usual sad voice. Upon hearing the same answer you only got even more confused. A dinner? With all the other clones?

“But I thought demons don’t eat human food.” You questioned Aizetsu, tilting your head to the side in a confused manner. Aizetsu simply nodded, confirming your statement.

“We’ll cook for you. We stole a cook book for you from the last family we…” Aizetsu trailed off, not exactly understanding how to tell a human that he slaughtered another human family just for a cook book.

“Yeah, alright. So when did you say to come over for dinner?” You questioned, laughing at Aizetsu’s inexperience of talking to a human.

“Later tonight.” He replied with his usual sad smile. “Now I have to go before Zohakuten comes. I’ll come back to pick you up.” Aizetsu gave you a small head pat before disappearing into the woods. You smiled, hoping to actually learn more about the other clones and get less fearful around them.

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A visible frown formed on your lips at the putrid smell coming from the small bowl of what was supposed to be soup. You looked up hesitantly at Sekido who had made the soup for you. He was wearing a small Chef hat given to him by Urogi.

“Hah! I told you she wouldn’t like your cooking!” Karaku teased while nudging Sekido. From what Aizetsu told you, Karaku made the soup for you, Karaku and Urogi made the bread, and Aizetsu had simply made a juice for you. And you were so ready to wash down the soup if you desperately needed to.

“She hasn’t even tried it yet!” Sekido argued back while nudging Karaku back harder.

You mentally sighed to yourself as you got a spoonful of the soup. The disgusting smell filled your lungs. The soup itself didn’t look bad. It just smelled bad. Really bad.

Despite not at all wanting to take a single sip of the soup, you looked up again feeling bad if you didn’t. Aizetsu gave a small thumbs up as you quickly shoved the spoon into your mouth.

You paused. It didn’t taste bad. In fact, it had actually tasted really good. The moment you your eyes lit up at the taste, Sekido smiled at Karaku being proven wrong.

“I told you she’d like it!” Sekido yelled in triumph while you let out a small laugh.

Suddenly, you heard another person enter the room. Looking over, you saw Zohakuten enter. The moment he noticed you he seemed shocked that you were even there to begin with. “Y/n?” He asked looking over at you before looking at the others, each of them either wearing a chef hat or an apron.

An annoyed sigh left Zohakuten as he was just about to leave to visit you in the usual spot. But seems like you were already here. Without any words, Zohakuten walked over to you, grabbing your hand in his own and pulling you over to the room he had been in.

“Y/n why are you here with them?” He asked while his grip on your hand slowly got tighter. Just by the way he had been acting, you could tell he was a little jealous.

“They invited me over for dinner. It felt rude to pass up the offer..” You responded, making Zohakuten turn his gaze to the shoji door.

You look around the room before finally choosing to sit down in the tatami cushion on the floor. Zohakuten took a seat next you, whispering a small apology as if you were forced to come here.

“Don’t worry about it, they seem nice.” You put your head down gently in his shoulder. You felt him stiffen for a few moments before relaxing once more. Only a few seconds later, you heard the shoji door behind the two of you slide open.

“Y/n! You didn’t try my bread yet!” Karaku intruded, hoisting you up to walk you out of the room. You gave an apologetic look to Zohakuten as he just silently glared daggers at the other clone.

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You thought that the moment you were done with eating the bread they prepared, your time with them would end and you would go back to Zohakuten.

But the moment you finished the bread, you saw Aizetsu. And his hair was a mess. You offered to brush it quickly to return to Zohakuten right after.

“You really didn’t have to do this. He’s probably looking for you..” Aizetsu told you while sitting criss cross on the floor as you gently brushed through his tangled hair.

“AIZETSU!-” Urogi burst through the door, Karaku following close behind. The moment Urogi saw you brushing Aizetsu’s hair, he let out a loud and joyful gasp.

“Hey! Brush my hair too!“ He yelled enthusiastically, taking a seat next to Aizetsu while you let out a small laugh. Soon enough, Karaku joined, taking a seat in front of you as well.

You nodded with a small smile, thankfully the two didn’t have much tangled hair which made it easier and faster to brush. That was until Sekido also walked into the room, confused at what was going on. Before he could get a word out, Karaku dragged him over to sit in front of you.

Without a doubt he had tangled hair. Which wasn’t much of a shock. Eventually you came across a large tangle which you didn’t mind brushing through. While brushing, your body jolted at the shoji door making a loud bank as it was slid open. Showing Zohakuten.

Who obviously didn’t seem to happy to see you with the others. Silently, he walked over, grabbing your hand making you drop the brush on the floor.

“Hey, she was just about to brush mine again!” Karaku whined. Almost immediately, Zohakuten grabbed the brush off the floor and smacked the back of it against Karaku’s head.

He muttered a small shut up before he intertwined his fingers with yours, walking you out of the room and sliding the door shut.

“Sorry, I got distracted..” You told Zohakuten as you finally entered the room you were in earlier. He took a seat in the same tatami cushion as earlier. He pulled you gently by his side, your head soon after falling gently onto his shoulder once again.

It didn’t take long for Zohakuten to then lay his head on yours, you falling asleep short after.

He wasn’t able to sleep, no demons were. But he closes his eyes, enjoying the moment with you as the smallest blush dusted his cheeks.

Even with his eyes closed, he could tell all four of the clones were peeking through the small opening of the door. He didn’t mind. At first. Then he opened his eyes, shooting a glare at the clones while Aizetsu just hurriedly closed the door. At least he would finally get some time with you.

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