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muzansfangs · 1 year

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Guilty pleasure.

Starring: Muzan x f!reader; Yoriichi, Kagaya Ubuyashiki, Gyomei (mentioned).

Warnings: fluff, implied sexual content (although nothing descriptive), mention to death, murder, attempted murder, traumatic events, partial loss of memory, use of gun, adoption, use of alcohol.

Plot: after the shower, you find yourself face to face with Muzan. Words meant to be unspoken finally slip from his mouth and, for the first time ever, there’s not just lust in his actions. You come to terms with your feelings and, while you bend your knee to him, he does the same. In the meanwhile, Kagaya, your real father and Yoriichi meet up for a confrontation. Yoriichi will do his best to bring you back to your “real” home and Kagaya wants Muzan’s head.

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SUBMISSION.

The moment you stepped into the shower with him, you knew it was going to be a long night.

Everytime your eyes locked, your back hit the white marble wall behind you and his mouth chased yours in fervent kisses. The warm water cascaded over your naked bodies, running down your backs, drawing irregular patterns down your legs. The sweet scent of vanilla and honey filled the steamy atmosphere, piercing your nose and entering your lungs through the breathtaking kisses.

As long as you were enjoying it, your heart ached. You had told yourself a million times, from the day you first moved into his manor, not to fall for him and deceive yourself, for Muzan Kibutsuji was no good.

He left the shower before you were finished washing away the soap from your body. His lips planted one last kiss on your forehead, before he turned his back at you "Join me in the living room, once you are done" he said calmly on his way out, exiting the shower cubicle and grabbing a black towel from the towel horse beside the sink.

You watched him leave from the foggy glasses, the sound of the door closing behind his back signaling you that he was no longer in the bathroom and you were left alone with a fire burning into your heart, a fire you could not bring under control.

Muzan Kibutsuji, the man you had fallen for through the pages of the magazines, the one you did not believe you could ever meet in your whole life, was the one you had blindly said yes to. Why did you do it? Why did you leave your life behind and decided to start a new fake one with him? And, above all, what you were feeling for him was even real? The things he said and the things he did for you were part of his wicked scheme too? Probably. Still, he was addictive and you kept on forgetting not to give him your heart too.

The main reason why you had left your apartment without hesitation was because you were utterly alone. You had no brothers or sisters to come back to, you were an orphan. Of course, you had some good friends by your side, and your uncle Gyomei, but they had their own lives to deal with. You had nothing to lose.

You were kind of tired to be a lone wolf.

Searching comfort into the arms of a stranger, of a dangerous man, was not the smartest choice to make.

Why did you have such a bad taste in men? Muzan Kibutsuji was undeniably hot, but he also was a psychopathic killer.

While you naturally blamed it on the years of loneliness spent dealing with your problems alone, you also thought it was the feeling of being around someone who could protect you that made you so attracted to him. Your parents's murder had permanently left you scared of being chased down by the same person who had killed them.

You often asked yourself why he had not come back to finish what he had started. Did he think you were dead? You remembered someone had shot you. You remembered running into the darkness, feeling his hot breath on your neck as he tried to catch you. He did not succeed in it though. Someone had stopped him. You had even got a glimpse of your savior, in your peripheral. He had a high ponytail and some peculiar earrings you had never seen before.

Obviously, they started fighting, but you still asked yourself what had happened to them. The last thing you remembered was falling downstairs and banging your head against the cold floor.

You had fainted, or so you had been told at the hospital. You had to spend a month in there, crying yourself to sleep and cursing your stupid, compromised memory for not recalling the monster's features. Then your uncle came to pick you up and you lived with him until you got that job at the restaurant and you were finally able to claim your independence.

The same independence you had kind of lost with Muzan, though.

You sighed, wrapping yourself into a towel and drying your hair. Before you had even realized it, you were heading barefoot to the living room in a oversized, black t-shirt of the Rolling Stones. It was a gift from Giyuu, something you were deeply attached to. Every time you slept over at his house and you forgot to bring your pajamas over, he gave you this t-shirt. Three years ago, he had ultimately decided you could keep it. It had become a sort of 'comfy outfit’, as you liked to call it.

And, as a matter of fact, you were looking for comfort. It was better being in a cozy shirt for the incoming fight and you had even mentally prepared a detailed speech to declaim.

A speech that you forgot, as if it had disappeared from your head, died on your tongue, as your eyes landed on the scenery before you.

The first thing catching your eyes was Muzan, who was sitting on the large leather sofa wearing a simple silky dressing gown. He had popped up a bottle of champagne, the finest of course. Two flûtes were settled on the glass coffee table at his feet, inviting you to drink it and enjoy yourself. Next to it, there was a silvery tray filled with a variety of sushi you had never seen before in your whole life. The cherry on top were the two basins in the middle of it: one of them was filled with strawberries, the other with melted chocolate.

Why? Why did he have to make it so hard for you to hate him? Why was he acting like a caring boyfriend, all of a sudden?

Muzan darted his eyes on you, his gaze scrutinizing your frame up and down for a few seconds, before he reached his hand out and grabbed the two flûtes of champagne "I did not know you were into the Rolling Stones" he noted, standing up and ambling towards you carrying a suffocating charm with him.

It was crazy. He knew everything about you. How could he forget your favorite band? It sounded so wrong. Apparently, he did not have anything under control, as he thought.

Your answer, however, soothed his nerves "I'm not. – you murmured, grabbing the flûte he was offering you – I just liked the t-shirt" you shortly added, watching the way his crimson hues twinkled even so slightly, as if he had just heard something pleasing coming from your mouth. You blamed it on your infatuation, though.

He nodded his head and gestured for you to take a seat "You have plenty of questions to ask me, right?" he stated, taking a small sip of his drink and following you back on couch.

"Of course, I have. – you agreed, propping your chin on the palm of your hand – Here's the first one: who are you and what you did of Muzan Kibutsuji?" you joked, cracking up a faint smile to ease off some nervousness engulfing your stomach.

The raven-haired man rolled his eyes at you "I'm unique and irreplaceable, darling. Untouchable too, if I may remind you of who I am" he remarked, glancing at you with a captivating, mischivious smirk.

You scrunched your nose and leant over to grasp the set of chopsticks on the coffee table, your eyes trailed on the assorted sushi tray in front of you. The nigiri looked absolutely inviting and, careful not to mess up the plate, you grasped one. As you brought the delicious food to your mouth, you could feel his eyes on you and, turning your head towards him, you ended up losing yourself into his red hues. You blushed and shoved the nigiri into your mouth, sighing as your taste buds exploded in ecstasy for the delicacy you were being fed with.

You had never eaten such a tasty nigiri. You hated to admit it, but Muzan only offered you the best.

"You are acting weird" you casually said, averting your eyes from him and staring at your lap. This romantic dinner was literally going to be agonizing, the equivalent of being skinned alive.

Muzan quirked his eyebrows up, taking another sip of his drink "Am I?" he curiously asked you, twirling the sparkling drink into the glass.

"Yes, you are" you piped out, before reaching your arm out to grasp another piece of sushi. His flirtatious and careless antics were not going to ruin your tasting.

Muzan did not reply at first. He watched you eating for a few minutes, the flush on your cheeks tickling his ego and forcing him to swallow his pride. You looked beautiful like that, but you were beautiful in a way only a man in love would see you as. You were cute.

Just before you could assault another uramaki, his hand latched around your wrist with a firm, but gentle grip. Your gaze flicked up to him, brows furrowed in the vain attempt to see past his impassible face. It was hard assuming his thoughts. It was like he never let anybody him. Muzan Kibutsuji was just like an ancient book, written in a language yet to be deciphered by linguists and archaeologists, that kept back a ominous prophecy. He was a disastrous, cataclysmic mystery no one could ever be prepared for.

He shifted his position, scooting closer to you, until your naked knees brushed and you were forced to struggle to steady your breath. You watched him attentively, you followed the way his hand reached into the bowl of strawberries and picked one, only to dip the bittersweet fruit into the melted chocolate, coating it almost in the middle.

Half-lidded eyes boring into his ones, you parted your lips as you realised what he wanted to do. Your grip on the chopsticks loosened and the thin sticks clattered on the floor. You flinched, scared of having ruined the moment, and lowerd your gaze to your lap, but he grasped your chin between his thumb and forefinger.

"Open your mouth for me" he purred, an ounce of authority still resounding in his words.

You shivered, his hand guiding the fruit towards your lips as you obediently executed his command. But as he fed you the strawberry, as you suppressed a moan at the taste of it, and his eyes bored into yours, you realized that you did not just want to please him. No, it was something boyond your mere submission. You did it willingly. Your lips had parted before he had even asked you to do it. You were doomed, he had casted his spell on you and, now, as he pushed his thumb past your lips, you were absolutely certain that you would have not been able to break free from that curse.

You blushed, as he tugged at your arm, pulling you closer to him. Your hands planted on his exposed chest, his lips hovering over yours and the electricity sparking around you took your breath away.

"What are you doing?" you breathed out, batting your eyes close.

"Isn't it obvious? – he whispered, one of his hand finding its way on your hip – I'm trying to make you like me" he said, stroking his nose against your cheek.

You scoffed "You are just messing with my head. You seem to care about... About this, about me. It feels real, at times" you replied, lifting your eyelids to argue something back.

He cupped your cheek in his hand "Perhaps, I do care".

Your heart skipped a beat at the unexpected confession, your will to build a wall around your heart wavering for a few seconds. Despite that, you tried your best to resist him.

"See? Stop this play, please—" you retorted, but you choked on your own words as kissed you, pushing you down onto the couch.

His lips devoured yours, his hand tracing the outline of your breast, letting it travel down your stomach and slipping past your worn-out t-shirt. You moaned into his mouth as he ground his groin onto yours, eliciting soft whimpers from your now rosy lips. You hated him, God, you really did. He was probably a master of manipulation, yet it was your fault if you had this power over you.

You had bent the knee, he had simply made you his faithful vassal.

"I'm not fucking playing, dear" he rasped, biting on your lower lip softly, after the last fervent kiss.

"Muzan... What are we?" you blurted out, his dark locks tickling your nose. You were still dazed for the thrill of the lustuful kisses he had gifted you with, therefore you had troubles in processing the words he said afterwards. But the inner, burning desire you felt for him made your tongue act on its on will.

"You are the frustrating woman who is driving me crazy, Y/N. – he said through gritted teeth, pinning your hands above your head – I am the man who is holding back not to cross the line. You are the one that I ultimately desire to have by my side" he said, watching your chest raise and fall erratically through the pants.

You looked so innocent, he almost did not want to ruin you further. But you just had to make it hard for him not to, right? You stared at him in defiance, your eyes glowing as if you wanted him to break you.

"What do you want from me?" you spat, seeking an admission from him.

"Your genuine love".

You blushed, biting the insides of your cheeks not to expose yourself too much. However, you royally messed up with three simply words.

"Court me then" you murmured, only to see how Muzan froze solid for a few seconds. You, you were the one messing with his head. You were the devil dragging him down to Hell. You had just had the audacity to ask of him something he had never done out of pure love in his own life. He courted people for business, to lure them into his trap, not to love them.

But with you it was different, right? With you, either you loved him or not, it would have been forever.

Therefore, raising on his knees, he smirked down at you "So be it. – he mused, unting the already loosened knot of his dressing gown – But I demand one last thing from you. Your complete submission".

The night was far from being over and before you could even nod your head at him, he had already flipped you over your stomach. Muzan Kibutsuji, the soon to be President, would have not left a single part of you unclaimed. You could bet your head on it.

♚

"I should have killed him when I had the chance" the tall Slayer said, pouring himself a glass of whisky. Anger, rage, he was consumed by the idea of you, the kid he had rescued that night from Muzan, currently being his newest follower. He wondered how he had failed in chopping his head off of his shoulders, or how he had failed in penetrating his heart with the blade.

Maybe, he would have missed the heart because he did not have one. Still, that man was alive and you were gone.

Kagaya joined him, their eyes scanning the cityline as they sipped on their drinks silently. There were things he wanted to say. Not only to Yoriichi, or Muzan. There were things he wanted to tell you, but he could not. How can you tell someone their entire life has been a complete lie? How could you tell them the parents they cried for every year, kneeling on their graves, were not their biological parents? You were a mistake, according to his father. You had to disappear from his son's life.

Kagaya Ubuyashiki, your father, had never gotten the chance to hold you in his arms.

Despite that, he had forgiven his father. Kindness had be instilled into you too. He had watched you grow up, rooted for you from afar. You were his daughter, no matter where you were.

"We all make mistakes, Yoriichi. We are humans, imperfect creatures failing relentlessly. – he started, clearing his throat – But there are good people out there who can forgive us, who love us despite our flaws" he calmly said, saddness dusting his pale purple eyes.

It occured to him that you could be so kind, big-hearted and good that someone would have risked it all to have you. He did not imagine it was going to be Muzan, though.

He had to kill him to have you back. For his daughter could not love such a monster. For his daughter, you, his snowflake, would have forgiven his father a second time.

AUTHOR NOTE.

Hi there! As promised, here we are with another chapter. Yoriichi is pissed and, to be honest, we all know what a pissed Yoriichi means… Also, Kagaya is finally making his official appearence. But, above all, Muzan is slightly becoming submissive, don’t you think? Well, Y/N is clearly challenging him!

Until next, I love you!

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gyomeisfavoritetoy · 2 months

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...Uhm...

How do I make this cut off

Demon Slayer NSFW Headcanons ..

Yeah. That.

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Douma Hashibara~

When he jerks off, he is fully leaned over. This man has his head on his knees and is panting. His fingers tighten and loosen as he thinks of different people he's screwed. Men, women, people he never could tell if they were men or women...

His favorite position is cowgirl. He loves having his partner above him (if AFAB) and playing with their nipples while they control a pace. If AMAB, he will ride. He opens pinning them down, kissing their hands while he goes at an inhumane pace.

Gyomei Himejima~

He doesn't jerk off unless his S/O has explicitly told him to. He'd rather ignore his aching cock than risk anything.

Oh but with his S/O.... This man's sex drive is low, but when it hits, they aren't walking they next day. He's not rough, he just goes for so *long*. He enjoys spooning while having sex, but will give in and let his S/O ride *rarely*. He's scared they'd go to fast and hurt themselves.

Muzan Kibutsuji~

Has jerked off twice his whole life. Twice. And when he did, he barely was able to orgasm. He now prefers to simply fuck whoever his current wife is.

This man and doggy style. Occasionally will lean over them and pull their hair to make their head bend back. He'll tell them how pathetic they are for letting a man as distasteful as himself pound them. He doesn't care if they orgasm. He is after his own. He will usually orgasm twice before satisfaction hits. His partner usually gets one due to this, but it isn't one they were able to enjoy fully.

Kagaya Ubuyashiki~

Doesn't jerk off. He is too weak. His wife helps any time he's in the mood, which is a lot based on how many kids he has...

Due to his condition, usually sticks to cowgirl with Amane. But before it god too bad, they experimented with everything, trying to find the most fun before he was rendered bed ridden. His favorite back then was lotus. They sometimes try to do it again, but usually he ends up too ill to continue.

Shinjuro Rengoku~

His wife's dead. All he does is jerk off. He usually is lead against a wall, very slowly and lazily rubbing his tip. He doesn't have the will to do much more.

When Ruka was alive, they did eagle the most. They both loved it. He could go many rounds and never slow. Ruka usually used the safeword to end it. He'd stop then and coo and coddle her. (He was happy then...)

Hotaru Haganezuka~

Doesn't engage in sex much. He's too busy. He does occasionally jerk off and when he does, he in a fetal position, muffling his noises. He wants no one to know he whimpers, so he keeps quiet despite living alone.

He's never slept with anyone except one MAN. Yes. Man. Kozo Kanamori. It was a one night stand that ended in Kozo developing feeling and Hotaru being too stupid to realize.

BYE BYEEEEEE

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mistymuichiro · 11 months

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Character: Kagaya Ubuyashiki

PLEASE READ THIS ON MY OTHER ACCOUNT, ( @muzanbloodgalore )I NO LONGER USE THIS ONE.

K’s: non-con, impact play or something lol, degrading, discipline..?

#demon slayer smut #kny smut #kny #kimetsu no yaiba smut #kagaya smut #kagaya #kagaya ubuyashiki

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desmond69miles · 2 years

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Tightly Wound

hello hello! i’m trying to post as much as I can before school starts.... I’m gonna be super busy auauauau. just enjoying my main man here.

content warnings: praise kink, brat taming, squirting drabble, fem! reader, soft!dom kagaya, bratty!sub!reader

be aware of the content you consume, smut under the cut!

ugh Kagaya would be the softest brat tamer.

softly placing his hands on your hips as you act up, shushing into your ear.

“my darling, don’t you want to be good for me?”

he’d bring his finger up to his lips, telling you to be quiet at your stupid words, white eyes blankly staring into yours, a soft smile on his face.

the praises that would fall from his lips, even as you acted outwardly.

“you know I love you, right? being such a naughty girl isn’t an exception.”

“ah, love. why don’t you want to be a good girl? your usually such well behaved. no matter.”

in punishment, he’d skillfully tie you up, so familiar with your body and the satin ribbons he uses. he’d run a soft, fluffy feather over your skin, teasing around your puffy clit. soft, desperate moans would leave your lips as he ran it around your vulva and thighs, ever so slightly pressing down over your slit. It would feel good, oh so good. but, he never gave you exactly what you wanted. in desperation and horniness, he would always make you squirt. Every time you acted out, he always did this.

UGH such a sweet husband and even so more a sweet dom

vergilsladyfriend 2022. do not repost without permission. reblogs are appreciated!

#kagaya x reader #kagaya ubuyashiki #kagaya smut #kny smut #kny x reader #kny #kny kagaya

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muzanswifey · 2 years

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Can I nsfw request headcannons of Dragon!Kagaya x Reader please? It’s fine if you ignore it!

Dragon!Kagaya x Fem!Reader

18+

Oooo this will be interesting 🤔 ive never done anything nsfw for kagaya before so lets give it a try

Warnings: Smut, dragon au, kagaya is still blind, handjobs, blowjobs, riding, cowgirl, knotting, creampie, thank-you sex

Unlike most dragons, he’s quite accustomed to human ways and is thoroughly educated on the differences of the two species

But that isn't to say he doesn't feel the same instincts and urges as all other dragons do

So when you wander into his cave one quiet night, the first thing he can even think of doing is keeping you there

He does everything he can to extend your stay, feeding you, letting you take a nice warm bath in one of the many hot springs that decorate his abode, warning you of the many dangers that lurk around at night, yet you still insist you must get going, not wanting to be a bother

But he continues to urge you, practically begging you not to leave, and he's just been so nice that you give in

You stay for a grand total of 3 weeks, your every attempt at leaving met with a sad expression and worry from him, but you push past the sadness it brings you, finally leaving the way you came

It gets darker a lot faster than you thought it would, suspicious sounds filling your ears at every turn, when you reach a dead end of stone, absolutely certain this wasn't her last time, you start to worry

Several dragons corner you in, snarling and snapping at you dangerous close and you scream out

Just when they're about to grab you, 2 more individuals sweep in, swiping at your tormenters and shooing them away

As everything settles down, they come better into view, two large males, one hellishly large and blank eyes, the other a bit shorter with crazy white hair and scars, your confused as you stare at them until another comes out from the foliage, who you quickly recognize to be Kagaya

He softly asks if you are alright and you can't stop yourself from leaping into his arms, so overwhelmed and traumatized by what had just happened

Your still sobbing as he takes you back to his cave, his rumbling purrs deep within his chest and tender cooing eventually calming you down

As he cradles you in his arms as he lays you both down into his nest, your overcome with a sense of intimacy you've never quite felt before, it runs all the way from you tingling brain down to your curling toes, a wave of slickness rushing out of your core

He must be able to sense it as he nuzzles into you, bathing you in his scent while mumbling sweet praises into your ear

You giggle as you fall deeper into him, unable to stop yourself from lazily humping at his lap, hazy stupidity glazing over your brain quickly with the growing vibrations of his purr

You're the first to undress yourself, letting his hands roam about to memorize your body with touch rather than sight, then you push his robe open, taking his thickening cock in your hand and pumping it slowly, he groans aloud, leaning into your neck to bite and lick carvings into your neck

You drop down to take his member into your mouth, bobbing up and down to suck him until he finally reaches full hardness and twitches harshly

You ride him gently, rocking your hips to and fro and unintentionally stimulating his growing knot with your puffy cunt lips, he pants underneath you, worshipping your perfection and encouraging you to take what you need from him

When the time comes, he warns you, prompting you to slap your hips down a top his and swallowing his knot into your tight heat

He practically whimpers, humping up into you and jostling where you're locked, the movement has you whining, throwing you into your own orgasm and further milking him into your womb

You lay a top him exhausting, both of you peacefully falling asleep with his cock and cum stuck inside of you and his voice lulling you to unconsciousness with sweet nothings

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theaveragepsychoticbitch · 7 months

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KINKTOBER DAY THREE: BATH SEX! w/ KAGAYA UBUYASHIKI (demon slayer)

Bottom Kagaya ofc, amab reader. Sorry for the formatting yall this shit long as fuck and I copy pasted 😭

As Kagaya undresses, you leer, taking advantage of the fact he couldn't see it.

He could feel it, though. Oh, yes, he could feel the weight of your eyes all across his body, and it brought a blush to his face that he hoped you'd blame on the heat.

He found himself slipping his robe off a bit slower under your gaze. Letting you savor the slow reveal of unblemished skin. He closes his eyes, feeling yours drop to the curve of his ass. They stayed there for a moment before you spoke, having just enough decency to look him in the eye while you did it.

"Ready? If so, your arm please, Master." He holds it out, and you loop yours through it, taking his opposite hand in your own. Stepping down in the warm waters, you watch as slim legs disappear beneath the surface, traveling upwards far past where the water stopped to stare at his cunt.

It looked soft to the touch, as did the rest of him. The lips were plush and kissable, the skin smooth and hairless. You licked your lips, cock twitching at the thought of being inside him.

The two of you sat down, with him between your legs as you began washing him. His skin was just as soft as it looked, courtesy of hours of care and expensive products. Sitting this close to him, you could smell his hair; strawberry, as well as another sweet fruit you couldn't name. Grabbing the shampoo- strawberry and mystery fruit scented, of course -you began working it through his hair. With a comb and your nimble fingers, you work through the inky strands, detangling and deep conditioning.

He sighs, and you watch as the tension leaves his shoulders. You feel him leaning into your touch as a small, content smile graces his pretty face. A beautiful man, with an equally beautiful body.

You move on to the soap, which smells like the flowers growing on the grand tree in the courtyard. You could never remember the name of them, but even before taking this job, you'd thought they fit him well.

You massage his shoulders, hoping he couldn't feel how your dick jumped at the little moan he gave. Your fingers spread the pleasantly scented suds across his skin dutifully, taking extra time when you got to his chest.

Eyes still closed, Kagaya's brows knitted at the feeling. He'd figured by now you liked what you saw, but didn't expect you to be so direct. Maybe you took him to be sleep... maybe, you thought he didn't notice the indulgent pinches at his nipples, or the feel of your length hardening against his back as you rolled them beneath your forefingers, or even how steady breathes became heavy pants that felt warm on the shell of his ear.

Finally, your fingers travel lower. You glance to the Master- eyes still closed, breathe still even. He'd gotten a bit redder in the face though. 'Heat of the water's probably getting to him, I don't have much time', You think.

You make sure to actually wash his legs before continuing. Though, you must admit to lightening your touch to a teasing graze when you reached his inner thighs. And getting a bit more handsy than necessary with his ass.

High hell you were about to burst. In your fervor, you didn't notice how heavy his breathing had gotten. His head, tilted back on your shoulder, left his face outside your line of sight. Knowing this, he cautiously let his eyelids flutter open. Though he couldn't see, it made the situation feel more real. Like this, he felt more aware of his skin, and the sensations you brought to it.

Slow but borderline trembling with eagerness, your hands delve into the water towards their goal. You part his soft thighs, giving them an appreciative squeeze. Kagaya nibbles his bottom lip, anticipation making his blood rush and clit twitch. Your fingers fondle the lips gently. Soft and squishy as they looked. Moving between them, you tap his... already engorged clit? You were surprised to find it hard and perky, sticking out from under the hood. Could that happen while a person was sleep? You know dicks do it, so... yeah, it makes sense. Just in case though, you glance at his face. His eyelids had opened a bit, but... he still seemed to be sleeping.

As you flick his clit, two soft, wet hands suddenly wrap around your wrists. The grip was gentle, weak really, but it got your attention. Master Ubuyashiki, revered head of the demon slayer corps, was incredibly pink in the face. His mouth was twisted as though trying to bite back a noise, eyes half masted and lashes fluttering. Your own widen, but you manage to avoid instinctively ripping your hands away. The sudden movement would probably hurt him, and by God if you didn't need to add to the things that would definitely be listed at your trial- no, this is straight to execution worthy.

You are SO fucked.

Your breathe catches in your throat as you wait for a reprimand. Oh hell, what would he say? Would he curse you for taking advantage of him like this? Shame you for betraying his trust? Call the Hashira on you?!

"Please... be gentle."

Ohfuckohfuckohfu- oh. That's... not what you expected to hear.

Maybe execution wasn't a definite!

His words sounded breathless, and his grip tightened only for a second before he released you completely. The rise and fall of his chest is slow and heavy as he prepares himself. He hasn't been touched like this in a while- years, actually. Not even by himself. It was exciting, and slightly terrifying. He had no idea what to expect from himself; the sounds he makes would be something you discover together.

"You want me to... continue?" You say. He nods, biting his lip again. You realize it's reddened, and that he's probably been biting it to keep quiet the whole damn time. Your eyes narrow at him, "You've been awake this whole time?"

"...Yes." He says, almost ashamedly. "Excuse my boldness, but why not speak up?" Your brow arches with the question.

He seems embarrassed, so much so you almost feel bad for questioning him. "I... was afraid you'd stop." Sensing the intensity of your shock, he chuckles.

"My status and fragility makes everyone so nervous around me. I never leave the mansion, and since the death of my wife... it's gotten quite lonely. You're so rough with me, it's thrilling. I want you to continue. I need you too."

A beat of silence passes before it's your turn to chuckle. "You call this rough, Master? This is nothing. And you told me to be gentle earlier!"

His eyes lower till they're almost shut. "I've alway been quite sensitive, surely even more so now after how long it's been. I don't want to... end this moment too fast."

You stare incredulously. He blushes under it, turning away from you. You can't believe this. After getting 'caught' groping the master, you're laughing with him about how he doesn't want to cum too fast?

Really, the funniest part was how he thought you'd let him go with only one orgasm after all this.

"Can I kiss you?" You aks. He turns back, mumbling a cute 'yes'.

When your lips meet, you find his to be soft, tasting of a fruity lip balm and medicine. They meld perfectly with yours. You pull him onto your thigh, and with one arm around him and one hand planted on solid ground, you hoist both of you out of the water.

He inhales sharply at the change of temperature, but any other sounds are swallowed as you take his lips again. He's so cute, with his hands fumbling to find somewhere to land, finally resting a bit awkwardly on your shoulders. His touch was unsure, but eager.

Your tongue swipes across his bottom lips as you begin rolling slow circles around his clit. Swiping up the stickier liquids from his hole, which clenches around nothing when your finger touches the outside, you set a steady pace that immediately has his legs jerking and jumping.

He accepts your administrations with a wide mouth and wider legs, burning up at the feeling of your tongue sucking on his. He can taste the sweet wine you drank with your dinner, and as you run along the roof of his mouth, you speed up the pace of your finger, and a loud, sultry moan leaves him.

It goes straight to your untouched cock.

Kagaya throws his head back, whining and whimpering, little begs for more escaping his lips. You dive downwards, sliding two fingers in him at once and watching with a smirk as he gasped and moaned, tears beading in his eyes at the sudden stretch. His hips start to move on their own, riding your fingers dutifully as you kissed up and down his neck, marking his chest with pretty hickies.

At this point, his nails are digging into your shoulders with strength you didn't know he could summon. You take a nipple in your mouth, sucking and biting and making him moan. He doesn't know how much more he can take, honestly. His head's spinning, dizzy and clouded by the lust and arousal, and you haven't even put it in yet-

He gasps, slamming down on your fingers especially hard and making his own eyes roll.

One hand blindly feels down your body until it reaches your cock head, thumbing the slit and making you hiss. It feels amazing after all this time, and his fingers seem quite familiar with this work. He massages the head for a long while, rubbing circles to the pace of your own fingers, hard at work inside him. Catching onto this, you slow down, and his eyes narrow. "Cheater." He whispers, his breath warm on your ear.

He slows down too, though, and waits till you're a mess beneath him before moving to stroke at your cock, his other hand making itself busy with your balls.

You're both quite loud, sounds of pleasure and the wet squish of your fingers in and out of his tight hole echoing high into the air. Kagaya is getting closer and closer, even as he tries his hardest to hold out. When your thumb comes up to start rubbing circles at his clit again, he's convinced he'll break.

And when you add another finger, he does.

His moan is loud, right next to your ear. He shakes, and you hold him, slowing your motions as he struggles to breath through the orgasm. His hand is tight around your cock, or at least, as tight as he can manage, and you rut into his grip a few more times before your eyes roll and you splatter him with your cum.

It shocks him, the initial rope reaching his cheek as the rest covers his chest and hand. He sticks his tongue out, licking your cum off and savoring the salty flavor. Part of him hopes you weren't watching, the other desperately hopes you were.

Your breaths mingle as you pant, coming down slowly from your highs. You kiss him, moaning into it and drawing a loud one out of him in turn. You continue touching him, grabbing and groping whatever skin you can get ahold of- his ass, his thighs, his hips and waist. You rake your nails lightly over the skin, basking in the way he shivers.

Kisses are littered all down his jawline, planted all across his face. But when you pull back, there's a sadness swirling in his eyes. "Master, what's wrong?"

His smile can only be described as bittersweet.

"I'm not ready for this to end. But I have enjoyed it while it lasted." His eyelids shut as he leans against you. You smirk into his skin, saying rather cockily, "When did I say I was done with you?"

He sits back up immediately, eyes wide. "I have every intention of cumming inside you tonight. Besides..." You kiss his skin, speaking between kisses. "this doesn't have to be the last time." Kiss. "Only the first of many." Kiss.

He gasps as your bite down on a particularly sensitive spot on his shoulder. "Will you have me, Master Kagaya?"

He whines, breathless as he rushes to say, "Yes."

#demon slayer #demon slayer smut #sub demon slayer #sub kagaya #ubuyashiki smut #kagaya ubuyashiki #bottom kagaya #the psychotics writing #PSYCHOTIC KINKTOBER23

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muzanbloodgalore · 9 months

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This one was so fun to write, I never see kagaya content anywhere so enjoy.

🕷️Found you || non-con, MALE READER, impact play, degrading, discipline

Kagaya, Muzan's biggest target. Though muzan only found you as a holdback to the twelve kizuki you were just lower moon 2. You couldn't believe yourself when you saw the Ubuyashiki mansion, you could smell the master of the demon slayer corps inside—resting as if his life was not in danger. You made your way silently to the doors where he rests, you slid it open to see.

He wasn't resting at all. He couldn't see you but he could sense you, he stood up and stumbled back but grabbed him before he could escape from you. “You’re not going anywhere.” you violently whispered into his ear. He tugged away from your grasp but couldn’t leave it, you had a hard grip on him. He whimpered for his wife and you put your calloused hands over his mouth. You pushed him onto his futon and removed your hands from him. He attempted to flip himself over but you snatched his arms and held them behind his back. He shifted being so confused, that poor thing! You felt a wave of pleasure splash over you, he was just so pretty and perfect.

How you’d love to see him whimper more than he already has. He squirms as you use your nails to scratch his pretty clothes off his body. He had purple patches on the rest of his body, some on his side, his back, and his legs as well. You rubbed your finger against the patch on his hip gently. He twitched and moved around quite a lot, you shredded your own pants and put his legs on your shoulders. He cried out, his soft voice was quite arousing. You lowered your pants and were rewarded with kagaya thrashing. You positioned yourself to his entrance and slipped in, kagaya groaned loudly in response. "Please don't do this." He whined, but his whines only made you start to thrust. Hard.

He could barely take it, he was already shaking but you weren't going to be gentle. You pounded into him and watched him bounce, you were pounding so hard it would sound like he's being hit in the chest every time he speaks. You sped up and stroked his cock, he still attempted to beg you to let him go. You increased and watched his tears flow. His legs were shifting around on your shoulders and if they fell off, his fault. It would hurt anyway, you grabbed his throat and squeezed it. He choked on your tight grip and you continued to thrust your hips. "You think you can tell me what to do?" You tightened your grip on his neck. He didn't respond, you knew he was under your complete control. "Try sending your stupid little hashira and I'll humiliate you." Your voice was stern, you can feel kagaya quiver. He was at your mercy, you used his ass as much as you wanted. You held his waist and kept pounding into him and his whimpers turned into moans. "You like this don't you?" You smirked at his head nodding, you sped up your hips feeling your climax build. He had already came on his stomach, you rested your head on his leg that was on your shoulder. Your sloppy thrusts slowed down, you filled him up and he let out shaky breaths.

"See that wasn't so bad was it?" You giggled and pulled out. He panted and you helped him get his clothes on, you loosely put your clothes on as well.

And just like that you were gone, leaving kagaya a mess.

#demon slayer #kny smut #demon slayer smut #kagaya ubuyashiki #kagaya smut

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humanitysstrongestsoldier1 · 10 months

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𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐑 | 𝑈. 𝑇𝐸𝑁𝐺𝐸𝑁 x Reader|Pt. 2

TW: manipulation, explicit sexual content, yandere, stalking

AO3 LINK!!!!

PART ONE!!!

Notes: ehehehehehe, gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss!

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(3 months later)

"Tengen! You have to eat something, please!" (Name) exclaimed to him, as he sat on the veranda of the Uzui Mansion. He had been sitting there almost every day, trying to reimagine his memories with his wives. But every time he did, he would remember the bloodbath that happened three months earlier. Luckily, (Name) had ordered the discardment of most of the belongings of his wives, so he wouldn't break down every time.

(Name) moved in with him and had permission from Oyakata-sama and Rengoku to do so. He needed support so he wouldn't fall into an abyss. (Name) took this opportunity to get even closer to him. Taking care of him, holding him as he cried, taking him to bed, and feeding him. She was devoted to her god. He saved her, so now it's her turn to save him. Her plan of making him fall in love with her was slowly working.

"I will, I promise." He quietly responded.

She sighed, standing behind his sitting form. "You said that last time too. Get up. I made your favourite, fugu sashimi. I know you like it made by my hand."

His ears perked up at the sound of his favourite food, and he stood up, following her inside to the dining area. He sat down at the empty table, which used to be full, and looked at (Name), who walked over, bringing a plate with the food. She placed it in front of him and returned to the kitchen to clean up. Tengen dug in, and sighed at the taste. She had made it for him before at the corps HQ and since that day, he has only loved it made by her hands.

He savoured the dish and looked at (Name), who was putting some utensils up. At first he felt horrible for making (Name) go out on missions and also care for him, but she reassured him that she was returning the favour of him saving her life. She walked over and gently smiled at the empty plate, content with his eating. She walked over to the sink, did the dishes, and hummed her song. As she was focused on cleaning, she didn't notice Tengen, who had crept up behind her. He grasped her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"Tengen?" She asked, worried about his behaviour.

"Shh. Let me hold you." Tengen whispered, his lips brushing against her skin. "Thank you. For being here. For taking care of my worthless ass."

(Name) finished washing the dishes and drying her hands before turning to him and saying, "You are far from worthless. You are worth everything to me. You are my soul, Tengen. Don’t you dare condemn yourself. Take all the time you need to heal; I will wait patiently. I will hold you in your darkest hours. I have devoted myself to you; I'm not leaving."

Tengen’s eyes widened and brightened at her words. He realised that she had never left him and that she had truly saved him from the darkness. Without her, he would have probably fallen into an ocean of despair. His eyes trailed across her face, which was laced with concern and adoration. Her eyebrows scrunched at his silence, so she tried to speak. But before she could, he bent down to her level, and his lips smashed against hers.

He pulled her closer by the waist and felt her warmth radiating onto him. In contact with his own, her lips were pillowy, soft, almost silken. As they breathed each other in, he felt a gentle tingle from her breath tickling his nose. His hands brushed through her hair. Their bodies pressed together heatedly, breathing heavily as their lips moulded together. Warmth bloomed in (Name’s) chest, sparks igniting as Tengen lifted her and placed her on the counter. He took the entirety of her in. The smell of her perfume, the soft, flowery scent of her conditioner, the sliver of skin under her shirt. He took it all in. (Name’s) arms wrapped behind Tengen’s neck, pulling him even closer. They stayed like this for what seemed like hours until they pulled away, breathing heavily.

"Too fast?" Tengen asked, smiling at her flushed expression.

(Name) blinked, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "No, just perfect. You're improving day by day. Even if you are using me to get your frustrations out."

Tengen stood between her legs, grasping her chin in his large hand. "I would never. I was just too damn slow to realise that you fucking love me. Too slow to realise that I may feel the same way. Too slow to realise that this time, you saved me."

Her eyes brimmed with tears, and they fell down her cheeks.

He loves me. Loves me. H̷̢̞͈̜̝̠̘̆̑̀é̸̡̗͓͓̪͓̘̈́̕ ̴͙͚̦̻͚̯͇̙̃͗̊̾̋̃͛͗͋̕͜l̸̩͔̂̀̂̈́̐̔̎͆̏̕͠ö̴̡̡͉̯̪͙̖́v̶̳̒́͐̍̿̇ę̷̛̗͓̰̰͖̻̒͂̑̀̅̀̕͘s̸͍͈̮̰̥̗̒͑̆͗̐̾͝ͅ ̸̢̡̞̪̹͎͕͒͝m̶̢͚̪͙̝̜̯͍̯̰̅͆̄̈́̿͒ͅe̸̛̼̘͔̥̟̼͍̎̄̃̓̃̚̕͝ͅ.̶̘̜̣͎̲̞̏̂ ̷̧̧̖͓̯͗̅̋̓͋̓̕͜͝Ļ̵̤͉̝̱̿͊̄̎ͅơ̶̞̬͙͎͆͂͝v̶̧̰͔̰̱̩̮̺̲̬̊̆̊ȇ̸͕͆̀̓̎͝s̶͍̘͓̬̙̜̄̍̍̉ ̵̞̎͜ͅͅm̵̨̈́͆̒͂̚ē̸̡̺̤͉͙̈́̽̔̆͋͜.̵̻́̈́̋̊̾̓͋̑̚͝ ̸̭̬̬̈́̂̚L̴̢͚͔̪̥͉̻̳̈́̑̌̀̏̆̍̔̚͠ọ̷̬̲̞̹͆̀̾̉̔̒͘͘v̵̙̗̟̫͚̰͆̈́̈́͌e̶̛͔͔̳̺͖͒̐̋̃̃̚͠s̵̡̭͈̦̲͚̦̱̽̆̊̏̈́̏̐̒̋ ̸̡͚̞̦̯͖̱̞̥̃́̏̑̓̕͝ṃ̶̛͔̗͖͈̺̘̞̿̀̃̂e̶̥͊́.̸̱͓̜̾̈́̓̈̈́́̆͂̚̕̚ ̶̧͓̩̟̓͐̍͊͒̿̑̕̚͝͝L̸̯͔̘̯̒̓̕ó̴̡̟̱̉͌̏̀͂̀̎̒̚v̸̮͍̮͔̜̼̳̟̖̦̇̋̆͊̾̈́̔̌͠è̵̞̹͙̹͝s̵̘͈̔̾̈̓̔͝ ̶̣̪̪̞͕͈͕͕̮̈́̑͑̓̽ͅm̶̺͍͈̝͙̬̏̀̃̌́̓̔͘e̵̡̫̘̖̤͙͚̩̓̏̀.̵̼͔͍̆̆̈́̇̚ͅ ̴̦̹̍̀̌ͅĻ̵̡͙̝͕̳̠̹̹̟̋͗̉͝o̸̧̞̣͚̘̼̫͔͗̇̽̈̀͠͝ͅv̷̨̯̤̯̞͍̦̲̘̥͕̈́̍͝é̴̡̛̺̟̪͖̤͔͓̝͂̊͜ͅş̶̧̰͉͎̦̮̝̲̖̏̃͌̃̽̋͂̀̀͛ͅ ̵̪̼̠̯͖̋͒͂̈́͐͗̀̒̕͠͝m̴̢̗̳̄̽̎͆̕͝e̸̛̥͍̯͜.̸̻͍̠̜̚. The flower was right!

The secret admirer had followed her to the mansion and had started leaving the sunset-coloured roses there too. So she used them to pass the time. ‘He loves me. He loves me, not’ Her everyday game. And it would always end with ‘He loves me.’ And fate seemed to prove itself at that moment.

"I do. I do love you. I don’t expect you to give yourself to me right now. I will wait for you until the end of time, if so be it. No one will break us apart. No one." She replied, her tears blurring her eyes.

His gentle hands wiped them away from her cheeks, "In due time. The gods will bind our fate. You have my word, (Name). But for today, let me have you. Let me take care of you. Let me love you."

She had done it. She had made him hers. After months of work. He was hers. And no one would dare say otherwise. The two of them basked in each other's glory for the day. Their lips touched. Their bare skin on each other. His fingers caressed her warmth. His tongue was spelling his name out. His cock was buried in her sopping cunt. His head was hidden in her neck, his voice groaning after every thrust.

This is how she wanted it. The two of them. Together. With no one in their way.

They say that, when you first fall in love, there is attraction. Attraction turns into a bond. A bond, which becomes the colour of love. Love, whose foundation is trust. Trust, which is deeper than devotion. Devotion, that has madness in it. And madness, which leads to death. But for her, that madness would just lead to an unyielding obsession with her saviour. And not even God could stop her limitless love for him.

(1 year later)

A whole year of waiting led to this day. He will finally be mine. The gods stand as judges and the stars stand witness.

(Name) thought, looking into the mirror as Mitsuri and Shinobu did her hair and makeup.

"I’m so happy for you (Name)-chan. You and Uzui-san are meant for each other. And you look like a goddess in this kimono!" Mitsuri preached, joining the two braids with a star clip to the back of her head. She combed through the bottom half, fluffing the curls.

Shinobu finished her final touches and agreed, saying, "I knew it would happen sooner or later. He saved you. You saved him. Your destinies are intertwined."

(Name) glanced at the two of them, smiling, and said, "I can't thank you enough. I appreciate you so much for helping me get ready today."

"You're our friend! And it's your special day. We will always be ready to witness your happiness. I can’t wait to get married to a hero too! You will be there, right?" Mitsuri announced.

"Of course! Like you said, we are friends. And when that time comes, I’ll be the one making you look even more beautiful than you already do."

Mitsuri gasped and hugged her, and (Name) hugged her back. Looking at Shinobu, she beckoned her to join in. The three of them embraced each other until a knock echoed throughout the room. Shinobu bellowed for the stranger to come in, and a head of yellow-red hair peeked in.

Rengoku stepped in and took a long look at (Name) and smiled, saying, "You look breathtaking, Starfire."

(Name) smiled, walking up to him and giving him a tight hug. "Thank you, Kyojurou. And thank you again for walking me down."

"Of course!" Rengoku proclaimed, pulling away and kissing her forehead. He brought his hand out, and she grasped it, walking out of the room with Mitsuri and Shinobu following behind.

They all walked to the shrine, ready to take part in a huge celebration. Mitsuri and Shinobu joined the guests, and Rengoku walked her over to Tengen. Whose eyes were sparkling at the sight of (Name). Rengoku kissed her cheek and wished her good luck before joining the guests as well.

Tengen, who stood in front of her, grasped her trembling hands and whispered, "You look like a goddess." She smiled and mouthed a ‘thank you’ to him.

The priest walked over and began the ceremony.

They performed the purification rite (Shubatsu 修祓) first, in which all in attendance stood and bowed to be symbolically purified.

Next, they performed the prayer (Norito-sojo 祝詞奏上) in which the Shinto priest announces the marriage of the bridal couple to the shrine altar, and all in attendance stand and bow.

The third was the beginning of the most important parts. The exchange of sake (San San Kudo 三々九度). The priest held the tray with the sake, and the two of them took turns sipping three times from cups of three sizes: small, medium, and large (The first two times, the cup is raised to one’s lips. The sake is only drunk at the third sip.)

After they were done, Tengen and (Name) approached the true altar and spoke their wedding vows with large voices (Seishi Sodoku 誓詞奏読).

The next ritual was to represent the safe end of the ceremony, (Tamagushi Hoten 新郎新婦玉串奉奠). The couple received the sakaki branch from the shrine maiden and placed it at the altar. Tengen and (Name) bowed twice and clapped twice.

The last ritual was the exchanging of rings (Yubi-wa Kokan 指輪の交換). Tengen slipped on a beautiful ring that had an intricate design of a diamond in the middle and a twisted band that had small rubies in it. (Name) did the same to him; his ring was similar to hers. A simple ring with small diamonds in the middle and two ruby bands on each end. The crowd consumed the shrine with claps and yells of happiness.

The two of them grasped each other's hands and turned to them, smiling and waving. (Name) looked at Rengoku, who seemed unfazed until he noticed her glancing at him. He immediately smiled and laughed heavily, but the laugh seemed to be missing something…

They both headed towards the guests, chatting and exchanging hugs. Congratulations were heard all around the room for many minutes as they met everyone. Oyakata-sama also blessed the two of them with a prosperous marriage. As they both walked out of the shrine, they were met with a setting sun and a shining Venus, who watched over them, overseeing their bond.

(Timeskip- 7 Months Later)

Tengen was happier than ever. He was back as a flamboyant demon slayer with (Name) by his side, fighting with him. The two of them were a sight to behold: the shinobi and his goddess. Their match was known throughout the corps. But a certain admirer still didn't stop dropping flowers by the mansion. Fortunately, (Name) bore with it and ended up planting them out in the garden. Tengen was coming back to the Uzui mansion from an important mission, excited to see (Name). As he entered the home, the smell of ramen broth hit his nose, and he sighed, happy to be home.

"I’m home!" Tengen yelled out in the open.

"Welcome back, my love!" A gentle voice bellowed out to him from the kitchen.

Tengen walked into the kitchen and met a pregnant (Name), who walked up to him and gave him a kiss.

"Babe, you are glowing! Lookin all ravishing for me today?" He purred, rubbing her belly with a gentle hand.

"I look ravishing every day, darling." She crooned, smirking up at him.

"True that. But you look so fuckable right now with your little mom slippers. I just wanna gobble you all up."

"Please, you are always so desperate after a mission."

“No, no, you really do! I-I just." He stammered.

"What's stopping you?"

"Huh?"

"What's stopping you from ravishing me?" She grinned.

"N-nothing…"

"Exactly..." she whispered seductively.

"Fuck…you are one wicked woman."

"Oh, I know that. So are you going to? Or are you going to back out and-"

She was cut off by Tengen lifting her up bridal style and walking to the main bedroom. He placed her gently on the bed and hovered over her, smirking down at her.

"You were saying?" He teased her.

"You sly shinobi."

He chuckled and kissed her passionately while she kicked off her slippers. His hands wandered to her robe and untangled the knot, meeting her naked body.

“You sly woman. I come home to this?” He groaned, copying her words, his eyes soaking up her body.

"Clothes are too heavy now. I already have to carry this kid. It’s a hassle." She responded while undoing his headband and ponytail.

He laughed and nipped her neck while moving his hands down to her lower stomach. He moved down and kissed it, saying, "Can’t wait to meet you, little one. I’m gonna love ya so much."

She smiled down at her husband and saw his adoring look at her belly. Before she could speak, his fingers had already made their way down to her soaked cunt. His thumb gently rubbed her clit and his middle and ring fingers slipped easily into her.

"Mmm fuck... right there." She moaned, shutting her eyes to feel him more.

His fingers curled upwards and hit a sensitive spot, at which she grasped his hair, moaning.

"Tengen please~" She whined, bucking her hips into his fingers, desperately reaching for her climax.

"Can’t have my woman waiting, now, can I? You've done so much for me. I love you so much, pretty girl, you know. Imma take care of you." He said this as he continued teasing her walls.

She hummed a response and waited for him to continue his ministrations. His lips latched on to her sensitive bundle of nerves, and his tongue teased her little nub. Tengen thrust his fingers as he played with her clit making her get closer and closer to a release. (Name’s) moans got louder and louder, and her voice echoed throughout the mansion, reaching every corner of the place.

Abruptly, he stopped, the moment he realised she was extremely close. He pulled away and came back up to her face.

(Name) fluttered her eyelids open, meeting his fuschia-coloured eyes. "Why’d you stop love?"

"You're gonna cum on my cock and nowhere else, love. I can't have you cumming simply on my fingers, can I?"

She gasped at the feeling of his length rubbing over her clit and scrunched her eyebrows, looking into his eyes and pleading. He smiled and pecked her lips before slipping his cock into her sensitive, dripping walls. She groaned at the feeling of his girth stretching her and clawed his toned back at his deep thrust, which hit her cervix.

"T-tengen please… more…" She moaned into his ear.

His hands grasped her hips, and he thrust gently into her. The squelching sounds and her breathy moans hit his ears, and he groaned into her neck. He thrust faster and faster, trying to help her and him reach a blissful release.

(Name) was getting closer and closer. Her walls tightened around his cock, and he groaned loudly, "Fuck. You take me so well. You're doing so good love. That's it."

She wrapped her legs around his waist as she reached her heavenly climax and moaned into the air, breathing heavily. Tengen came soon after her, releasing his warm seed into her walls, coating her white. Pulling out, he recollected himself and looked at (Name’s) flushed expression. Her cheeks red, her eyes watery and her skin glowing.

His gentle lips met her forehead, and he muttered, "I love you so much."

She sighed into his touch and said, "I love you too."

They stayed in each other's embrace for a while until (Name) jolted up and her eyes widened. "FUCK! THE RAMEN! SHIT SHIT SHIT!!"

She grabbed her robe, slipped it on, and ran to the kitchen. Tengen looked at her run, flabbergasted at her outburst. His laugh roared throughout the mansion as he chased after her.

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Throughout the months that she had been with him, many people had died for simply trying to flirt with him. But of course, the Sound Hashira never realised (Name’s) obsessive actions. He was devoted to her, and she was devoted to him. And when devotion casts its shadow upon one's heart, people often call it obsession. Obsession, which is both passion and relief. It can make you lonely, but there are some people whose biggest strength is their obsession. This was her greatest strength.

However, (Name) herself hadn't realised that some people who she was relatively close with in the corps were disappearing. This was the act of her secret admirer, who to this day stands ever-strong, waiting for the right time to pounce like a lion.

But, of course, (Name) wouldn't let that happen. She was ready to kill whoever got in her way. Some say that falling in love is like sinking into an abyss where only death can bring one out. But even beyond death was (Name’s) love. She was willing to cross the world as a soul to stay with Tengen, even if it meant fighting God. Yes, there was a fine line between devotion and obsession, but there she was, willing to cross it.

(Name’s) love was endless, without consequence, and without limit. She would continue loving Tengen in the light but killing those who were in her way at night. Her illusion of innocence was so strong that Tengen himself trusted (Name) blindly.

(Name) had one rule in her life: "Love, only the one you can control; when love begins to control you, destroy it."

But there was no need for her to destroy Tengen; he was already in the grasp of (Name’s) claws, and she was easily able to make him succumb to her will.

He was hers. She was his. His saviour. Her saviour. And that was it.

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The man stood in the garden smiling at his flowers, which (Name) ended up planting. He hid from prying eyes as he laid the flowers on the veranda. Soon, he turned around to leave until he heard soft moans coming from the main bedroom. Curiously, he walked over to the curtained window and made out the shadows of (Name) and Tengen. The bed was creaking, and (Name) was groaning Tengen’s voice out into the room.

The man’s nails dug into his palms as he listened to her seductive voice, moaning not his but another man’s name. He grimaced, his face turning into a heavy scowl. His breath got heavier as her voice got louder. But he eased himself; he had to be patient. He had to be calm. In order to have her, he would have to calm his flames. He slowly relaxed and turned around, walking out of the garden to stand in the nearby forest.

The wind blew in his lion-like, yellow-red hair, and he took one last look at the mansion and smirked, remembering his flowers that were now planted in the Uzui garden.

"You were my Tsuguko to begin with. You will always belong to me. Soon (Name), soon you will be mine." Rengoku Kyojurou whispered into the forest, speaking of his dark desires to the beings that lived there..

Once the Flame Hashira was set on something, he was determined to gain it. No matter the cost.

And this time it was (Name) he wanted, so (Name) is what he would get...

Notes:

yeah...so she was acquaintances with douma for a pretty long time but he was just chillin, no one that important, unlike rengoku... too many yanderes man! i dont see wonky eyebrows as a "joe goldberg" type person but i wanted to add my own twist cuz i was bored out of my mind so here we are with stalker rengoku...fun right!

relax, I'm not that psychotic.......or am i?

yanderes just do something to me idk why. maybe its the idea of having someone obsessed with you ifykwim

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #uzui tengen #rengoku kyōjurō #mitsuri kanroji #shinobu kocho #douma #kagaya ubuyashiki #hashira #uzui tengen x reader #uzui tengen x y/n #uzui tengen x you #uzui tengen smut #rengoku kyoujurou x reader #rengoku x y/n

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thesecretpsychoticbitch · 8 months

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I'm not used to promoting my own works, but there's a first for everything I guess 😅 A work soon to be full of oneshots with AFAB!Demon slayer boys. First chapter features Sub Kagaya:P

#demon slayer smut #sub demon slayer #kagaya x reader #sub kagaya #sub kny #demon slayer fanfic #kagaya ubuyashiki #ubuyashiki smut

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venniisworld · 8 months

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RULES!! remember I write for demo slayer:3 MDNI!! <33

SFW RULES

I only write x readers!!

You can have afab or amab but ill use they/them on all post unless otherwise requested

Please give me time! I'm not a robot and is very busy!! This us just for fun!

There's no character limit! Just be aware more characters ofc it will take longer!

I'm not really fond it writing for female characters so I probably wont write for them!

Please specify if you want headcannons or a one shot, I most likely wont write multiple parts

NSFW RULES!!

no threesomes

No scat/piss kinks

You can have animals ears but no animal play!! Also the AU where they're animals? None of that

No ageplay!!!

I like writing for dom reader and I'm better at it but sub is fine too!

masochism and sadism is okay but nothing too crazy!

I think that's it but if I add more then ya:3

#sub kny #demon slayer x reader #obanai x reader smut #kagaya ubuyashiki x reader #tanjiro x reader #kyojuro smut #rengoku x reader #!rengoku x reader

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muzansfangs · 10 months

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Guilty pleasure.

Starring: Muzan x f!reader; Douma, Kagaya Ubuyashiki, Sanemi Shinazugawa; mention to Douma x Enmu.

Warnings: nsfw, public sex, language, choking, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, dom!Muzan, unprotected sex, mention to gun violence, obsessive behavior, hair pulling, exhibitionism, psychological torture, revenge.

Plot: the war begins. Muzan is ready to show you off. But as he drives you mad, making you slip into the deep end, making it loud and clear that you are his, you get to see his dark side. He does not seem to have limits and his only goal is to make you understand what kind of love he can give you: possessive, toxic, addictive. He punishes Douma, he breaks your father’s heart, although you have no idea of who Kagaya is if not another Politician.

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THE CALL.

"Tell me, love, did you read each and every clause of the contract?" Muzan asked you, his hands kneading the plush of your ass fondly as you gulped down nervously.

You had read the contract, of course you had. The thing was that trying to recall all the clauses right now, with his groin pressing against your heat, back arching in a painful angle to resemble a sinuous panther about to attack, was nearly impossible. What was he talking about?

"I did. – you spat, eyes on the polished marble floor as you tried to focus – What's the matter?".

Muzan hummed, one of his hand sliding down your spine, until he reached the back of your neck, where he wrapped his fingers around in a iron grip "Then I assume you surely remember what's on page four, section one, don't you?" he cooed, pulling you up towards his chest, until your back was pressed against his chiseled abs.

Dear God, there was no way you were going to remember that. Especially now, when every molecule of your body felt as if it was on fire. Your cheeks flushed up, when Muzan's hot breath fanned your earlobe and you struggled not to melt right on the spot. You did not really want to let him watch the way you easily, effortlessly crumbled at his feet whenever he touched you. Then again, it was impossible to hide it, when you literally melted as a pathetic sugar cube under the scorching sunlight at the mere way his fingers grazed upon your cheek.

"Was it not the 'sexual performances' section?" you somehow breathed out, your heart thrumming into your chest. You knew he could feel it, his mouth was currently latched onto your neck. His lips traced your jugular with a feather-like touch that was making you lose your mind. You felt the way your veins pulsed under his kisses.

He seems pleased with your answer, grinning faintly as he grazed the crook of your neck with his teeth "Ten points to Slytherin – he joked, securing one arm around your waist and sliding the other up to the front of your throat – Do you remember what's written under the 'appendix two?' Mh?".

What kind of wicked game was he playing?

You gulped down forcefully, mouth dry as you struggled to keep up with him. He had always been dominant in bed, but there was something in his voice tonight, something in the way he was practically manhandling you that radiated danger. The sort of danger that seeped into your heart and turned you into a weak girl easily allured in the darkness.

"Limits, I suppose" you blurted out, sweat already beading your forehead.

He gave your throat a firm, yet not harsh squeeze and elicited a throaty groan from you "Limits. That's right. Apparently, you studied hard for me, sweetheart. – he hoarsely said, mocking you for your current poor state – Tonight, we are going to explore some activities enlisted under that appendix" he clarified, tugging your underwear down your thighs easily.

You glared at him, both aroused and irritated by his antics. Was he into sadism? Probably. You remembered something involving 'pain' into the contract. The thing was you did not expect him to bring it on that soon.

"Muzan what the fuck is happening?" you pressed, shivering as the cool air made contact with your now exposed heat.

You wanted to turn around and look him straight in the eye, but his iron grip on your neck and the position he was keeping you in restricted your movements and forced you to bear with his brilliant ideas of drawing pleasure.

The soon to be President chuckled, his hot breath fanning your earlobe and sending shivers down your spine "Oh, sweetheart, don't worry. I just want to teach some people a lesson. Clearly, I cannot do that without you. Then again, I know for sure you don't mind it" he said, his voice dropping a few octaves as you realized that it was not going to he a normal passionate night.

You lolled your head back onto his shoulder, batting your eyes closed for a few seconds as you let his words sink in. Were you already helping him to commit crimes? Were you already going to be the villain's apprentice?

"So be it" you breathed out then, your heart thrumming against your ribcage so hard to thought it was only a matter of time before it came out of your chest.

Muzan grinned, the glint of mischief in his eyes would have probably made you regret your choice. Yet, you could not see it in the current position you were in. A part of you, actually, was glad of it.

Before you had time to realize what was happening, Muzan shoved your face down onto the couch and slithered his fingers underneath the elastic bands of your panties. You blushed as he dragged the thin material down your legs, exposing your already wet folds. You were not ashamed of him seeing you naked. You were far from it, actually.

What troubled you was letting him know that his antagonistic antics had clearly done numbers on you.

"Ah, look at that. Do villainous plans excite you, baby?" he mocked you, grinning down at your slit.

"Cut the crap, please" you hastily fired back, partially glad he could not see your rosy cheeks right now. However, your acrid comeback was apparently not appreciated by your boyfriend, whose hand harshly made contact with the soft flesh of your right rear.

You yelped, eyes widening for the sudden spank. The pain was sharp, the stinging but pleasurable sensation still lingering on your skin, teasing your nerves. You loathed him. No, you did not loath him. You had to be honest with yourself.

You hated the way he made you feel.

"Now, what was that? – Muzan cooed, gliding his fingers down your slit, careful not to stimulate you yet – You need to cooperate and be a good girl, sweetheart. I do not really wish to screw up my plans because you cannot clamp your pretty little mouth shut for once" he reprimanded you in a infuriatingly fatherly tone.

You would have loved to retort something, but he suddenly plunged the said fingers into you and a throaty moan left your lips. He kissed the shell of your ear, his teeth nibbling at the tender flesh as he curled his fingers into you, making your legs shake. Years of experience, years of sins had forged him to know exactly how to break a woman.

"What's your plan, huh?" you asked him, before sinking your foreteeth onto your lower lip to fight back a sinful moan.

Muzan smirked, hooded eyes glancing at the way you furrowed your brows in pleasure for him. You were so beautiful, you were his and he had promised not to let anyone take you away from him. Everybody needed to be reminded that you were his property.

He did not even feel guilty at the thought of what was about to happen. You, a pure and innocent soul, in the hands of a monster like him. He had wondered many times what would have become of you in a few years. While he did not want to ruin your purity, he also was aware that it would have been impossible for you not to be bewitched by the darkness.

Was it not true, after all, that angels had fallen in disgrace too? It was only a matter of time.

Therefore, it was better for you to learn how to cope with his wicked schemes. Two people, two men would have learnt a lesson too today. As he heard the lewd, squelching sounds of your heat sucking in his fingers, he knew the yearned First Act could finally take place.

"Sit on my cock. Now" he hissed in your ear, removing his tick fingers from your entrance and eliciting a strained, dissatisfied whine of protest from you.

"What the hell are you doing?" you promptly retorted, glancing behind your shoulder to lock eyes with him. What a mistake. If you could brag about a dim track of decency still set in your heart, it surely expired as you caught a glimpse of him shoving his fingers, coated in your essence, into his mouth.

You sighed, face beet red, and you immediately averted your eyes from him to take a moment to regain your self-control. It was like relentlessly falling into sins with him. You felt yourself, the innocent version of you, slipping away with every second you spent by his side.

As you hesitantly turned towards him again, you knew one thing for sure: he did not have anything good up his sleeve.

You gulped down forcefully, his characteristic ferocious smile curled his lips as his crimson hues bored into yours in pure lust. He was expecting you to crawl over his lap, he was demanding you to obey him, to comply to his sinful requests. It somehow felt like he was enjoying seeing you trying to oppose yourself to your own primordial instinct that he was awakening that easily. Your eyes switched for a split second from him to the the front door and you sighed in defeat, reality dawning on you all of a sudden. You were no linger the same girl you were you had hopped into Kokushibo's car, when you had crossed that door for the first time and signed his contract.

Still, as you watched him dragging his boxers down his thighs, you wondered how much of your old self would have been left into you in the near future.

Was that the beginning of a twisted fairytale, or a nefandous downfall?

As you made your move and stood up to straddle his lap, he grasped your left wrist and planted a kiss on it, his half-lidded eyes glancing up at you in a lascivious gaze that sent shivers down your spine. His touch, the way his lips grazed your tender flesh should have been labeled as illegal. You blushed and held your breath as he grinned, his hot breath still fanning the sensitive skin of your wrist. He was so self-assured in everything he did, not even realizing what kind of influence he had over you.

"Not like that. — he darkly said, motioning for you to turn around as his other arm snaked down around your waist — That's all part of the plan, my love. You know what a cowgirl reverse is, don't you?" he flatly asked you as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

You blushed and took a deep breath, before slowly nodding your head "I was a virgin when I met you, but surely not a saint" you commented flatly, allowing him to help you lower yourself down onto his shaft. Your legs were trembling and your cheeks were literally boiling, but his surprisingly gentle touch was enough to encourage you to go ahead.

You held your breath as the tip of his cock brushed against your entrance and you squeezed your eyes shut to prepare for the stretch.

"Good to know. You lost your last chance to be a saint forever anyway, when you signed the contract" he huskily rasped, his hot breath fanning the shell of your ear as he slowly sheathed himself into you.

Your legs trembled, as you let him cage you in that position. The strained moan that left your lips tasted like honey on his lips, as he wrapped his hand firmly around your throat, but not to choke you this time. It was a mere selfish gesture to assert his dominance over you, over his woman. You two stood still in that position, until your walls perfectly embraced him, your shallow breaths were the only audible sound in the silent room, as he kissed your temple gently and spoke again.

"You are doing amazing, love" he purred, before he grasped a golden bell from the armrest, tolling twice it and causing your eyes to flutter open again. It was time to show his dominance, to show his rivals that it was forbidden to touch and yearn for something that was never theirs. It was time to show them he had already won, that he had taken away the most precious thing from him.

Two names haunted him and he would have not been able to rest until those men got his message.

What was that, though? That sound, that bell, you had already seen use them around. He called his grunts with it.

You glanced at the tiny object, as he settled it back on the black leather armrest and you felt your mouth run dry as you connected the dots. You had not imagined Muzan had worked out something as degrading and wicked as this and you shifted over his lap, causing him to repress a throaty moan.

"Muzan, what's this shit?" you breathed out, sweat beading your forehead as he propped his chin over your shoulder, plating a kiss on your jaw.

The soon to be President hummed, thrusting up into you once to make you understand who was in command "It's all part of the plan, sweetheart. — he darkly purred in your ear, stressing that nickname way too much for your likings — I need my phone and I honestly do not really feel like getting it myself, when you're cock-warming me so deliciously" he explained, as you whined softly and came to terms with the fact that someone was going to walk in any minute.

The question was simple now. Who?

"Why are you doing this? That's humiliating" you asked him, trying not to let yourself enjoy the way his cock twitched into you every now and then. This was like experiencing your personal living hell and your eyes were transfixed on the door, waiting for someone to burst into the room and contemplate Muzan buried into you.

"Not for you, sweetheart. For him" Muzan cooed, grinning and sucking onto the crook of your neck unbothered by the current situation he had dragged you in.

Him. So it was a man, you noted.

"Can you stop calling me 'sweetheart'?" you snapped then, your heart thrumming into your chest as you heard the sound footsteps approaching. They echoed through the walls, each of them making your heart throb into your chest. It was your end. The end of your decency.

Muzan chortled and tugged at your hair abruptly, earning a yelp from you "Why? Don't you like it when I call you 'sweetheart'? Ah, now I get it! There's only one person who calls you that around this house, right? Oh, it's such a shame I have dismissed everyone except for him today... Say 'hi’, to Douma, love" he said, as you connected the dots.

Your partner hummed and grasped your jaw, forcing your eyes to meet with a pair of shimmering, unholy multicolored irises, now staring in complete shock at you.

Douma. Douma and his nicknames. Douma and the threat Muzan had roared at your face in the car. It felt surreal.

You gawked, unable to spit out a single word as the silver-haired bodyguard stood a few strides away from you, his jaw clenched, his gloved hands reching up to fix his tie as he tried to avert his eyes from the sinful show his boss was offering him.

You had never seen Douma so serious in all his life. As you examined his face, you realized his perfect nose was still bruised from Muzan's punch. Your fiancé had apparently really developed a kink for torturing his Second in Command.

"Good evening, Muzan-sama. — Douma said, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down spasmodically — You called for me. Do you need anything?" he asked, as the dark-haired man at your back flicked his plum red eyes up on Douma.

Muzan did not answer at first, he reached for a flûte of champagne on the coffee table and pressed the rim of it again your lips, forcing you to open your lips and letting him pour the bittersweet drink into your mouth. Douma was entranced by that vision, by the way you blushed and allowed Muzan to feed you, by the small whimper falling from your lips as he set a slow pace and thrusted up into you.

You were too overwhelmed to comprehend what was going on, but when Muzan settled the glass back down and tilted your head to the side, latching his lips onto the tender flesh of your neck again, you knew that he was taking his time, savouring the look of anguish and hunger filling Douma's eyes.

Muzan did not need to explain anything. The intent of his actions were pretty clear. Therefore, he simply asked for the device he needed to ultimate this devious plan.

"I have forgetten my phone in my office. Take it and hand it to her" he rasped, as you glanced up at Douma and watched him dash down the corridor to seek Muzan's phone.

You moaned in the meanwhile, as your soon to be husband kept you warmed up with that tediously slow pace. You wanted it to stop, you would have loved to protest, but you were so screwed up that you found yourself simply following his lead.

Some soft grunts left Muzan's lips, as he squeezed your hip to make you snap out of from the realm of bliss he was letting you venture into. Your lifted your eyelids, your vision partially blurry for the tears of pleasure peeking at your lashes. You blinked. Once, twice, thrice. And then you saw him.

There he was, Douma, standing in front of you, handing Muzan's phone to you as he tried to look away.

Was it out of respect, discomfort, or jealousy?

You could not care less at that moment. Not when you showed him the open palm of your hand and locked eyes with him for a split second.

"T-Thank you..." you wheezed, watching Douma settle the device on your shaky hand and turning on his heels to leave the room. Muzan was satisfied. You were so accomodating, so perfect for him. He wanted to tell you that the part of the clause that you did not remember was exhibitionism. He was born for it, he craved to show you off like that.

He raved at the idea of Douma being utterly frustrated, biting his tongue as was forced to call that brat of the Seventh in Command to take care of his needs.

You were Muzan's property. If he could make sure to engrave his name onto your skin, saving you from suffering, he would have done it without blinking. Yet, had he not done it back in time? The scar on your leg, the mark left forever on your your skin by the bullet, when he had fired his gun against you all those years ago, did not scream his name?

"Good girl. Now, give me the phone" he calmly purred in your ear, making you wither even more as you felt yourself approaching the apex of your pleasure.

Blinded by lust, tasting the forbidden fruits you would have never imagined you were going to eat in your whole life, you handed him his phone to complete his task. He searched for a number.

That number he had never called, waiting for this moment to arrive.

As he clicked on the name of the person he wanted to punish, he clasped his hand over your mouth. His mouth brushing against your earlobe, as he hotly spoke out again "When I release your mouth, you have to answer each fucking question I am going to ask you, got it?".

Shivers ran down your spine, your teary eyes not allowing you to read the name of the person he was calling on the screen. You nodded your head, humming against the palm of his hand as he started to pick up his pace.

At the third ring, the stranger picked up the phone.

"Hello?" the man calmly asked, not recognizing the number of the caller.

At his right the white-haired man, Whirlwind, frowned as he carelessly polished his green katana. It was rather unusual for his Master to receive a call this late at night from a contact that was not from his subordinates.

A hoarse laughter echoed through the speakers, before Muzan chided "Ubuyashiki Kagaya, I have a message for you. — his voice dripped venom, as he taunted his rival — I thought it would have been a shame not to deliver it personally to you... After all, we're both invitated to the Gala next weekend. I don't want you to have an heart attack on the red carpet" he said, chortling as he made you whimper for a hard thrust.

Kagaya's eyes widened as he stood up from his seat, alerting his Slayer immediately.

"Kibutsuji Muzan, I assume. What do you want?" the lilac-eyed man, your father, said.

"There's something you should hear from a very special guest, currently sitting on my lap. She's so eager to know you" Muzan taunted, a guttural moan erupting from his throat.

"Let her out of this story. It's mine the head you crave" Kagaya replied, his voice weavering as his grip on his phone tightened.

Yet, there was no rest for the wicked. No one in that city would have slept that night.

"What's your name, doll?" Muzan asked you, ignoring Kagaya reply as he let go of your mouth.

You were too out of your mind to realize what Muzan was doing. A master puppet, a sadist, a man whose redemption would have probably never come. You did not know who Kagaya Ubuyashiki really was. You did not know that the blood running in his veins was his.

"Y/N L/N!" you babbled out, moaning softly.

"Who is fucking you?".

"M-Muzan Kibutsuji!" you piped out, blushing violently as you reached your climax.

Muzan hissed and gave you a few more thrusts, before staying still and releasing into your welcoming walls. You whined as you panted in his arms, Muzan's wolfish grin widening as he collected his breath.

"She’s chosen her side, Kagaya. See you at the Gala and thanks for the gift. You know what I mean".

The red button was pressed and the real war was coming.

AUTHOR NOTE.

Hello there!

I have finally been able to update my fic! I hope you can enjoy this chapter. I had to dive into holy water right after I had finished writing it, lmao. I am sorry for the delay, but university is hitting hard! Thank you so much for every like, comment and repost you leave under my works! I truly appreciate them!❤️

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zikkytheblicky · 3 months

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♡︎ you can call me zikky or any pet names if you prefer. I’m black and Jamaican— pronouns are he/him/they/them/theirs i’m transgender and bisexual !!

(REMAKE.)

⊹ FANDOMS ⊹

ও jjk (satoru gojo, suguru geto, kento nanami, toji zen’in, yuta okkutsu, kenjaku as geto, ryomen sukuna, masamichi yaga, kiyotaka ijichi, toge inumaki, aoi todo)

ꔛ csm (denji, aki hayakawa, kishibe, hirofumi yoshida, young kishibe)

✧ hazbin hotel (alastor, lucifer, angel dust, husk, sir pentious, vox.)

✦ astv (miles 42, hobie, miguel o’hara, spider noir)

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★ kpop groups (stray kids n SEVENTEEN)

(such little fandoms ik!! i don’t watch a lot of things/remember what i watch , sorry !!)

⊹ DNI LIST ⊹

-homophobes, transphobes, racists, antisemitics, zionists, trolls, isnotreal supporters, dsmp stans/fans, female readers (this includes SHE/THEY, SHE/HER, SHE/XE/THEY, etc.), people who sexualize itadori, sexists, pedophiles, rapists, sex offenders.

⊹ i WILL write

black male reader

feminine t!m/m reader chubby black male reader

trans black male reader

trans chubby black male reader

pre top surgery black male reader

pre top surgery chubby black male reader

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submissive t!m/m reader

switch t!m/m reader

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any kink besides body fluid ones and foot fetish

gay t!m/m reader

sugar daddy x sugar bby trope

any trope really except for those cringe ones like golden retriever x black cat idk those are just.. uhm. like just say introverted x extroverted trope if you really want that one!! (My op sorry.)

pet names , i love them. Except for those really.. cringe ones like "my little sugar waffle! " stop it. I will use different language ones too depending on the characters nationality.

fluff

smut

�� crack “

t!m/m reader with a core/style (any types of cores like aaliyah core for ex).

WILL NOT WRITE ⊹

any kink involving body fluids or foot fetish.

HEAVY angst (r@pe, HEAVY abuse, etc.)

m preg. Like i'll do the getting cummed inside of part but not the giving birth.. having kids.. like no sorry!! ( it makes me uncomfortable. )

mahito.

aged up characters

minors

fem readers (you guys tons of stories you'll be ok twin.)

✧ Thats it really i'll probs add more tho !!

⊹ i write in lowercase on purpose !! and sometimes space my punctuation (like this !! or this , or this . but i rarely space the period.)⊹

☆ if you’re black reader please inform about ur hairstyle/texture !! i don’t wanna accidentally just use the wrong hair texture/hair styler for you 💓.

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corpsefang · 10 months

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rules for requests & thirsts!

fandoms & characters i write for!

𓋹 kimetsu no yaiba/demon slayer

kyojuro rengoku ... tengen uzui ... giyu tomioka ... obanai iguro ... sanemi shinazugawa ... mitsuri kanroji ... tanjiro kamado ... inosuke hashibira ... zenitsu agatsuma ... genya shinazugawa ... kagaya ubuyashiki ... yoriichi tsugikuni ... muzan kibutsuji ... kokushibo ... douma ... akaza ... gyokko ... hantengu clones (sekido & urogi preferred) ... shinjuro rengoku

𓋹 touchstarved

vere ... ais ... keras ... leander ... mihn

what i will write!

dominant reader x submissive character

top or bottom reader so long as they are dominant

female or afab! gender-neutral reader

just about any genre: fluff, smut, angst, horror…

i write primarily in canon but ask me about AUs!

yanderes (reader must be somewhat willing)

a/b/o dynamics (alpha!reader x omega!character fics have me in a chokehold)

sfw things i like to write about: reverse comfort, bed sharing, confident/forward readers, vampires, monster/cryptid character au, yanderes, hybrid au, soulmate au, sickfics.

nsfw things i like to write about: mommy kink, master kink, dacryphilia, pet play, collars, corruption kink, overstimulation, edging, spit kink, blood kink, choking, pegging, facesitting, rimming, praise kink, degradation, feminization.

what i won't write!

submissive reader x dominant character

male reader

non-con

incest/stepcest

watersports/piss play/omorashi

foot fetish

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Hi hi! I'm Marvolo/Marv, I use he/they/it/xer/star pronouns! I'm 19 and I really wanted to start taking requests! Something happened recently with my dad so I thought maybe doing little drabbles and headcanons of some of my favorite characters might help get my mind off of things!! I'm also willing to do poly ships such as Giyuu x Reader x Sanemi as long as it isn't like minor x adult shit or just headcanons for ships that don't include reader. I'm not all that sure how to do like introductions and shit so I'm sorry if this is kinda half assed, I'll be taking requests on discord ik putting my discord on here is risky but fuck it, add me on there for requests or leave a comment on this post, pls I'm begging you 🥲

{ shits at the very bottom 💪💪 }

☆ - will do nsfw for + yandere if wanted

♡ - romantic, Platonic + Yandere

♤ - Romantic or Platonic only

◇ - strictly platonicly

Also if you don't see a character on here I probably won't be writing for them, of course some of this will change as I get further into the show or as I get more used the characters { looking at you hxh and toh- }

Demon Slayer/Kimetsu No Yaiba:

Tanjiro Kamado — ♤

Nezuko Kamado — ◇

Zenitsu Agatsuma — ♤

Inosuke Hashibira — ♤

Genya Shinazugawa — ♤

Kanao Tsuyuri — ♤

Aoi Kanzaki — ♤

Sabito — ♤

Makomo — ♤

Murata — ♤

Sumi Nakahara — ◇

Naho Takada — ◇

Kiyo Terauchi — ◇

Muichiro Tokito — ♡

Giyuu Tomioka — ☆

Gyomei Himejima — ☆

Obanai Iguro — ☆

Tengen Uzui — ☆

Makio Uzui — ☆

Hinatsuru Uzui — ☆

Suma Uzui — ☆

Kyojuro Rengoku — ☆

Sanemi Shinazugawa — ☆

Shinobou Kocho — ☆

Mitsuri Kanroji — ☆

Kanae Kocho — ♡

Hotaru Haganezuka — ☆

Shinjuro Rengoku — ☆

Ruka Rengoku — ♡

Kagaya Ubuyashiki — ☆

Amane Ubuyashiki — ☆

Kotoha Hashibira — ♤

Yoriichi Tsugikuni — ☆

Yushiro — ♡

Tamayo — ♡

Enmu — ☆

Kyogai — ♡

Mukago — ◇

Rui — ◇

Nakime — ♡

Daki — ♡

Gyutaro — ♡

Hantengu + clones — ♡

Gyokko — ♡

Akaza — ☆

Douma — ☆

Kokushibou — ☆

Muzan Kibutsuji — ☆

Hunter Hunter:

Gon Freecss — ♡

Killua Zoldyck — ♡

Alluka Zoldyck — ◇

Leorio Paladiknight — ♡

Kurapika Kurta — ♡

Hisoka Morow — ☆

Illumi Zoldyck — ☆

Chrollo Lucilfer — ☆

Silva Zoldyck — ☆

Kikyo Zoldyck — ☆

Pakunoda — ☆

Shizuku Murasaki — ☆

Machi Komacine— ☆

Shalnark — ☆

Feitan Portor — ☆

Komugi — ♡

Meruem — ♡

Kite — ☆

Inuyasha:

Sango — ♡

Inuyasha — ♡

Kagome Higurashi — ♡

Miroku — ♡

Shippo — ◇

Sesshomaru — ☆

Naraku — ☆

Kagura — ♡

Koga — ♡

Rin — ◇

Toga — ☆

Sally Face:

Sal Fisher — ♡

Larry Johnson — ♡

Ashley Campbell — ♡

Black Butler:

Sebastian Michaelis — ☆

Grelle Sutcliff — ☆

Ciel Phantomhive — ♤

Vincent Phantomhive — ☆

William T. Spears — ☆

Undertaker — ☆

Ronald Knox — ☆

Othello — ♡

Genshin Impact:

Kaeya — ☆

Noelle — ♡

Amber — ♡

Lisa — ♡

Venti — ♡

Diluc — ♡

Paimon — ◇

Qiqi — ◇

Baizhu — ☆

Wriothesley — ☆

Neuvillete — ☆

Furina — ♡

Zhongli — ☆

Arataki Itto — ☆

Ayato — ☆

Lumine — ♤

Aether — ♤

Cookie Run:

Pitaya Dragon — ♡

Lotus Dragon — ♡

Vampire — ☆

Eclair — ♡

Clover — ☆

Tea Knight — ♡

Pure Vanilla — ☆

Dark Cacao — ☆

HollyBerry — ☆

Golden Cheese — ☆

White Lily — ♡

Sugar Glass — ♡

Crowberry — ♡

Blackberry — ♡

Yogurt Cream — ☆

Lilac — ☆

Plain Yogurt — ☆

Eggnog — ☆

Almond — ☆

Roguefort — ☆

Licorice — ♡

Red Velvet — ☆

Scorpion — ☆

Pomegranate — ☆

Dark Enchantress — ☆

Frost Queen — ☆

Latte — ☆

Ice Captain — ☆

Oyster — ☆

Steven Universe:

Bismuth — ♤

Pearl — ♤

Amethyst — ♤

Spinel — ◇

Lars — ♤

The Owl House:

Luz Noceda — ♤

Camila Noceda — ◇

Amity Blight — ♤

Alador Blight — ♤

Edalyn Clawthorn — ♤

Raine Whispers — ♤

Hunter — ♤

Gus Porter — ♤

Willow Park — ♤

Afk Arena:

Daimon — ◇

Niru — ♤

Shemira — ♤

Lucretia — ♤

Flora — ◇

Arcane:

Vander — ☆

Silco — ☆

Sevika — ☆

Vi — ☆

Jinx — ☆

Ekko — ☆

Viktor — ☆

Jacye — ☆

Mel — ☆

What I will write!!

Fluff

Platonic ships

Ships headcanons

{ Example: Kyojuro x Tengen }

Smut

Suggestive content

Yandere/Mayadere

Specific kinks for specific characters

Angst

Scenario Imagines

Literally any kink that doesn't have to do with bodily fluids { not including cum }

What I will not write

Kinks such as piss, scatt and ddlg, weird kinks in general

Fetishes

Noncon/r@p3 { furthest I'll go is dubcon }

Nsfw for minors

Bnha/mha. never.

Minor x adult, Killer x victim, shit like that

Examples: Kyojuro x Akaza, Giyuu x Tanjiro

I want to add that sometimes things may not come out as often or I'll randomly go inactive, I struggle with motivating myself to do things and I get tired and burnout of things quickly, sometimes to where I won't want to have anything to do with it for months, and I want to go ahead and apologize for that. I'd also like to add that I am aloud to decline requests, wether I feel uncomfortable with the request or if I'm just not going to be able to finish it. That's honestly all I have left to say and shit. Have a good Day and thank you for reading :]

Marv_olo

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