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tonixe · 10 months

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

♰ ★ 𝖀𝖕𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖒𝖔𝖔𝖓𝖘 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖆 𝖌𝖔𝖉𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗

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

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

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

w.c - 675

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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sorrowful-lover · 1 month

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Hi! I have a request if that's ok. What do you think a Yandere Kokushibo x Reader wedding would be like? Thank you and have a good day!

Yandere Husband! Kokushibo x Wife! Human Reader - Once Upon a Time

Warning: Yandere, Possessive actions, depression

Slight Summary: You felt foolish, you felt dumb, you felt betrayed, you felt lied to, and you can't do anything, but blame yourself for it.

I'm guessing the reader is a human, I'm so sorry if that's not what wanted! I hope this is to your liking!!

The infinity castle was silent, as you and Kokushibo sat side by side on your own zabuton pillows, you could feel Kokushibo's ever-observant gaze on you and everyone else. His possessiveness over you made him almost beastly. You were both dressed in traditional wedding kimonos, along with everyone else who was dressed for the occasion. It was formal and quiet. You all listen to Muzan as he recites the wedding officiant.

Your head was held down, your thoughts wondering elsewhere, as you really didn't want to be married off, your demon lover, soon-to-be husband, Kokoshibo was a bastard that you had once upon a time loved with all your heart, but you now hated him. When you first met him, he was so kind, sweet, patient, loving, and shy, he was a monster, but he was the man you loved.

Once upon a time, feeling like a lifetime ago, you never thought you would get married, especially not to a demon of all creatures. You were a young girl, living your life according to traditions and your normal customs. You lived with your ever-loving parents, never having been married to a man, you were to stay home, as women couldn't own one alone, she'd have to become a widow for such a thing to happen. Not far from your home, was a field of flowers, where you'd frolicked, danced, and picked flowers when you were feeling trapped or depressed. It was that very field, on a cloudless night with a full moon acting as your only source of light, where you first met him.

You usually didn't venture out at night, but you desperately wanted to clear your mind from your rare nightly thoughts. Loneliness and depression always seem to show their ugly head at such a time. Moving stealthily through the home, you exited with little to no trouble, and you ran for the field. The moon was your only source of light on a cloudless night, sitting on your hip in the soft grass where you gently picked the flowers. A small smile on your face as your depressive thoughts weren't smothering you anymore.

You weren't sure why, but you just happened to look up, and there you saw him. Standing in the distance, stiff like a statue. You grew frightened, as you were alone at night, and a stray man stood in the distance, just seemingly staring at you. You quickly move to stand up, a worried look on your face as you stare at him. You stood there a little longer, debating on whether you should call out to him or not, but you chose not to, running back to the safety of your parent's home. After that, you didn't venture out to the field at night for a while, for it had spooked you.

However, once more, your loneliness and depression made a nightly appearance 3 months later, you rolled in your bed, your troubling thoughts keeping you from sleeping. You looked towards the wooden bared window in your room, seeing the full moon on a cloudless night once more. The images of the man flashed before your thoughts and fear gripped your throat, as it was on a night like this when you first saw him. Your fear won, and you forced yourself to sleep through your sad tears.

The night grew long after that, as your depression grew and weighed on you, your desperation for a peace of mind outweighed your fears, and you decided to sneak out of your home and out to the field once more. You were more cautious of your surroundings this time, as you sat on the balls of your feet, prepared to jump up and run if needed, but the man was nowhere in sight. You grew relaxed and you were once more seated on your hip. You never saw the man that night, and many more nights after that, so you brushed it off as a one-time thing, a coincidence.

Came the next few months, and you were once more faced with your depressive thoughts, you didn't hesitate to make your way out to the field, the moon, once again your only source of light. Once to the field, you raced and frolicked around for a bit, and you smiled happily as you found a spot with the most flowers, there you sat on your hip and quickly got lost in your musing. You began humming a light tune to yourself, your small voice slowly forming words as your humming turned to singing. "Your voice.. is beautiful." Came a deep, older male's voice.

It was so close, your hair stood on end, your eyes wide in fear as you froze in what you were doing. You blinked and released a shaky sigh in anticipation as you slowly looked around yourself, you saw nothing and you wrote it off as your imagination. Your hand reached up to hold your chest, your heart beating rapidly in its caged prison. "I must be sleepy, I'm hearing voices." You said softly to yourself as you thought over what you believed to be a hallucinated voice.

"I assure you.. I am real." Came his voice once more, but closer, too close. Your head whipped around as you looked behind yourself, your eyes shifting frantically as fearful tears gathered in your eyes. "Wh-wh--whoo-oes... Whoes there?" You stuttered out. "For.. I am"He said once more, you looked back forward with a whip of your head, and your heart practically stopped beating. Your vision became that of tunnel vision, your flight or fight reflexes activating rapidly.

You felt faint as your mind tried to process what you were staring at. His six eyes stared deeply into yours, almost as if he were searching for something. Your brain felt as though it were shutting down from the fear itself, for you were looking at a monster, and you just knew that you were to die. Your eyes lost focus as they became dull with unconsciousness and they rolled into the back of your head as your body went limp.

Your world went dark, and then you awoken, in the safety of your room, your covers over your body. You lay there, numb for a moment, as your brain processes your memory. 'Did I truly see that?... Did I truly see a monster?' You thought, your inner monologing voice just as numb as your body. Your eyes slowly drifted back close, as your brain was far too tired to stay awake, having just experienced a sense of life or death in such a rapid fashion.

Your world wasn't the same after that, your thoughts constantly wondering to that night, his six eyes were the only thing you remember seeing, the red sclera of his eye, the yellow iris that gazed back at you, the kanji in his eyes... it was all you could think about... you felt crazy because instead of avoiding the night, you made it a point to venture out more often, hoping to see him once more.

It was a long while before you did, but you never lost hope that he wouldn't show up, and your hope proved to be fruitful as he eventually made his appearance. This time, you were able to get a better look at him. He was tall, powerful, disciplined, stoic, monstrous, and handsome. You were fearful and weary of him, but your curiosity was able to surpass the feeling. He proved to be sweet.

He was kind, patient, and stoic. He held a form of grace about himself that you couldn't help but admire. It became a nightly routine for you both to meet up in the field, you talked and you laughed. You no longer came to the field out of sadness, it was now out of joy. Over time, you grew comfortable with him, you'd make him a couple of flower crowns, and he tried to make you some in return, although his pride was strong and he wouldn't ever allow you to watch him struggle with the delicate plant. It was cute. Your curiosity for him grew and eventually, it bloomed into love. He was a creature of the night, and you were a soul of the day, but your love couldn't have been more right.

When you left to be with Kokushibo, you never told your parents, you wrote them a note, telling them how much you appreciated them and how much you'll miss them and that you promised to visit. You felt guilty for doing such a thing, but you couldn't allow this opportunity to pass you. So you left with him one night, never looking back as you did.

Off on your own with him, you both traveled for miles, days, months, and years. Wandering all over Japan, watching as he'd fight to protect you from his pursuers, he'd leave you to your lonesome on some occasions, going to a nearby village, only to return with a gift for you. You were happily traveling with Kokushibo, but you were ready for a home, gone was the young girl, and in her place was a young woman, and Kokushibo knew it. So, he got you both a lovely little home deep in the woods.

It was a decent-sized home, and you loved it. He'd leave you there on your own, leaving you to your duties as an unmarried wife. You were able to make a few friends with the travelers and their wives, and you were always so happy when they'd make time in their busy schedules to come and see you. He'd come home every few months, checking in on you and allowing you to wash his clothes, and to accompany him in a soothing bath.

You enjoyed pampering him, and he seemed to enjoy it just as much. The years passed, and you bloomed into a wonderful young woman, with a sense of pride, self-respect, and discipline. He felt that you were ready for marriage, and you were pleased to hear it. You've been ready to marry him for a while, wanting to be his for life and he yours.

You'd both live happy lives forever, and you were so ready for it... but that's when everything went wrong. His sweetness turned to bitterness, his kindness turned to rudeness, his patience turned to urgency, and his love turned to possession. He wasn't the man you loved anymore, he wouldn't allow you to leave your home, he'd sometimes keep you locked in one room for days, he wouldn't allow the small group of friends you've obtained to come over anymore, he kept you close, an eye always on your every little movement.

You tried, on several occasions to run away, once your pipedream was shattered that he wasn't going to ever revert back, but he'd always catch you before you could get too far. On a good day, he'd cuddle with you, his cold hugs were comforting, but his words of possession and promise of punishment didn't match his actions. Then, your freedom was completely stripped from you, when you and he were brought to the infinity castle.

There you learned the ugly truth, that the man you loved so deeply really was a monster, he killed and ate your parents, your friends, any other humans who you even shared a smile with on your travels together, he was a demon, a heartless monster.

Once upon a time, he was lovely, he was revered as cool, now he was cruel and you were a fool. You felt so alone, the infinity castle was so big, empty, cold, and devoid of any life. Kept in a room that resembled a small home, the only good thing from any of this was the fact that he'd come and go more often, but it wasn't the same, and it never will be.

The sound of cheering brought you back to the present from your thoughts of the past, from the life you so foolishly threw away. You looked around, the upper moons all having smiles on their faces as they threw rice at you and Kokushibo. Your wedding was complete, and your life was sealed. If you've learned anything from your time in this twisting, turning adventure, it was to act. A smile graced your red-painted lips, your hand intertwining with Kokushibo's as you felt your heartbreak, as your fate was sealed forever.

This was your life now, this was your new beginning.

Once upon a time, a young girl dreamed of falling in love and getting married, she lived in her parents' house still, as young women weren't allowed to own one themselves unless they were widows.

Once upon a time, there was a naive young girl, living in a fantasy land, she never realized it, but she had it all.

Once upon a time, you were that very girl, you were free.

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myslvtwritings · 8 months

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BLINKS. Ok so laikkkk. You know how Muzan has that fake wife? IMAGINE LIKE um reader or whatever the fuck it’s called?! FINDING OUT and she’s just standing infront of Muzan Like 🧍🏻‍♀️yo wtf. DOES THIS MAKE SENSE

YES THIS MAKES SENSE! thank you for requesting😭😭

➤ Fem!Reader finding out about Muzan’s fake wife

➤ SFW headcanons (not proof read)

Muzan kibutsuji x Fem!reader

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warnings: kinda angsty also reader does not take shit from men (💀💀)

Man oh man.

Livid would be an understatement..

Muzan knows you can be scary.

After all, you’re one of those women who doesn’t take shit from men, you’re fiercely independent, you petrify the demon king himself with your audacious and captivating personality.

It was one of the things that attracted this walking menace towards you in the first place.

Now, Muzan does love you, so do not overthink and assume he actually loves his little false wife.

Oh, he couldn’t give a shit about her. But fake wife or not, you’d still consider it cheating.

In hindsight, he knew it was wrong but that didn’t stop him.

Anyway, that thought of you finding out his secret always loomed in the back of his mind.

However, he brushes this off, foolishly thinking this isn’t a humongous deal and you wouldn’t find out.

My god, he couldn’t have been more wrong. It’s embarrassing really..

No one knows how on god mother earth you found out but that night when Muzan returns home you confront him about it immediately. You aren’t going to sugar coat this for him nor pretend like you didn’t catch him in the act? pfft, only pussies do that.

But to be blunt you probably found out because you caught him kissing her in the entertainment district

“Oh, welcome home, dear! Now, do you mind telling me about your second wife? Or am i the second wife?”

Muzan’s response is silence at first. That being the dead giveaway.

You’re honestly just confused, like he already has you?? Why does he need to have this lil side hoe??

Deep down, you’re honestly hurt but you do a pretty damn good job at covering it up with that sarcastic smile of yours.

Meanwhile, Muzan denies it.

This only adds more fuel to the fire.

LIKE YOU CAN FEEL YOIR BLOOD BOILING.

No way he just lied to your face.

I mean, yeah, Muzan is a malicious demon at the end of the day so of course his interpretation on the human population is going to be fucked up on so many levels.

Thinks all humans are naive and incredibly stupid.

Besides you of course.

But the man isn’t a brainless amateur either he knows you’re different from the rest. Another reason why he actually has romantic feelings towards you.

Anyway, since you’re a girl boss, you obviously call him out on his bullshit lies and it provokes full blown fight between y’all.

You try to fight back tears, all these feelings are too much for you to bare.

You’re honestly crying because of how damn frustrating it is.

It’s also important to add Muzan has never witnessed you cry.

Feels guilty now but doesn’t dare to express it.

You manage to soothe your nerves down and continuously debunk the situation.

In the end, you have him backed up into a corner.

Then you proceed to reveal how you found out.

Muzan realizes that he can no longer escape this situation nor lie to you any longer.

Admitting his defeat, he confesses how he obtains a fake wife but doesn’t even feel anything towards her.

Muzan reassures you that he only has eyes for you, only feels these feelings towards you, assures you that he and his fake wife have nothing serious and that he only uses her to blend in with humanity.

You hear him out, listening to his explanation but then ask why he couldn’t just use you to blend in??

His response is that he desires to keep you safe and secured, if the slayers knew you were his weak point they’d definitely kill you so there is his explanation for cheating.

Bro just doesn’t want to lose you. Witnessing your murder would be his demise.

You calm down entirely, however, you aren’t 100% okay with him having a fake wife.

So you just give him an out.

Like, “it’s either her or me” you express in a very sharp tone to show how serious you are about this.

Of course he chooses you, after all, he always would.

Dislikes how you posses this much control over him. Your dominate nature doesn’t sit right with him.

But kudos to you!! He murdered divorced said wife and now there are no more issues. But you still are upset with him even awhile after that. Yeah, you aren’t going to move past it too quickly and because he’s such a manipulative narcissist your guard is always up around him.

But i mean who can blame you? You’re dating the demon king after all.

THIS WAS LOW-KEY ENJOYABLE TO WRITE!? i hope it meets your expectations and i hope this made sense! I’m working on multiple requests right now but this one was easier and faster to write due to it only being one character.

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trancylovecraft · 3 months

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Ok. But Kokushibo if s/o hugged or kissed him for the first time? Can be yandere or not. I don't mind.

(KNY) YANDERE! KOKUSHIBO x READER: Sandalwood (DRABBLE)

RECEIPT ✂- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

BARISTA'S NOTE: i love this man and his stupid six eyes and his stupid sword that could kill me and his long ahh hair and his- FANDOM: Demon Slayer

Thank you for ordering!

Come again soon!

How long had it been?

[F/N]'s head lay against the admittedly comfortable pillow, The long dejected solace being finally let in, Nuzzling the cold of her cheek further into it. How long had it been since he had taken her hostage?

Days? Weeks? Months? Years? [F/N] didn't know how long it had been since she had been siphoned under the moons eye, Taken away in the cover of night and dragged into her own personal hell and called the unwilling wife of a monstrous man?

Now she stared at him blankly from across their shared bedroom, Him, The six-eyed beast that was fixing up his kimono and settling the wisps of ebony black hair in a much more pleasing way.

[F/N] recalled him saying something about a meeting of sorts, Where or why was unknown to her and she didn't dare ask. She only stared at him from behind, Looking at all the curves and the creases she had grown unfortunately accustomed to.

[F/N] remembered how horrid it was for her at first, Dragged away with his reptilian claws trying to grasp at whatever he could of her. His entrapping, Twisted and vile mockeries of affection he tried to show to his newfound 'wife'

The way his body forced itself to entwine with hers, His hands caging her waist. It had never went that far, But it had gone just far enough to satiate the beast. The man who she so desperately hated with every inch of her being.

But even so.. She yearned for him.

Actually.. Not him exactly, No, But what he could provide. She had been so isolated for so long, Siphoned just long enough to desire for that human touch. So much so that it didn't have to be human anymore, Monstrous, But all the more comforting.

[F/N] hated herself for it, How could she, The once respectable daughter of a wealthy clan sink so low to crave a demons love? Kokushibo, The demonic samurai of the night. Her "Husband".

She had tried so long to keep herself away, To keep some part of her dignity yet..

Hands snaked around his waist. Kokushibo's shoulders instantly raised as if to lunge for the hilt of his sword, Not even lowering once his mechanical head tilted to the side, Burning golden eyes staring down at his wife starting to hug him.

"..What.. What are you doing?"

His voice was demanding and gravelly, Coming deep from within his throat. [F/N]'s arms only coiled around him tighter, Despite everything telling her no, She had found comfort in the reverberation of his song.

She pressed her face into the dip of his back, Hips pressing into his just a little lower. [F/N] took in the scent of sandalwood drifting amongst the fibres of his kimono, Shutting her eyes just to emphasise that more.

"I.. I wanted to say my farewells to my Husband before he left for his meeting, I'm sorry.." She whispered into his back, Head pressing against him like the pillow she rested on. Even though she had apologised, She didn't relent her grip.

Though his shoulders depressed, Golden hues of his eyes staring back at her, Almost widening. [F/N] didn't dare to look back at him, What punishment or retribution could come from this..

But she felt the cold palms of the demon lay upon the ones situated around his waist, [F/N] opened her eyes. She was almost terrified once they gripped hers, Pried them from his waist before swiftly turning around on his heels.

[F/N]'s eyes widened, Stepping back. She was stupid-! She shouldn't of tried touching him- Is he going to hurt her?! Lock her in the closet again or would he finally bite the bullet and slice her ne-

The cold press of his lips touched the surface of her forehead.

[F/N]'s eyes widened as she finally realised the cold hand cupping her cheek, Rough yet loving. Tough palms yet they caressed her so gently as the coarse surface of his lips remained firm on her forehead.

She should of hated this, She should've detested it-!

"..Once I have returned from my meeting, I expect you to be ready with dinner.. Afterwards, Make sure to clean up.. Be prepared.." He breathed, Husky and demanding as he finally pulled away from her.

And as soon as his lips had met her forehead, He was gone. Disappearing into thin air, Assumedly summoned to wherever he had business being. The scent of sandalwood still lingered in the air, Leaving [F/N] star-crossed and dazed.

But she loved it all the same..

#yandere #yandere x reader #tw yandere #yandere x you #demon slayer kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #kny #moodboard #kokushibo x you #kokushibo #kokushibo x reader #yandere kokushibo #yandere kokushibo x reader #male yandere #yandere demon slayer #kny x reader #kokushibo x y/n #uppermoons x reader

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character-reference-cafe · 3 months

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Uppermoon 3 Akaza Character Sheet

#Uppermoon 3 Akaza Character Sheet #kny character sheets #twelve kizuki #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #demon slayer reference #kny #kimetsu no yaiba reference #kny akaza #akaza #demon slayer akaza #kimetsu akaza #kimetsu no yaiba akaza #akaza kimetsu no yaiba #if anyone is wondering who the @ on the pic is #it's the person who took the photo on… Twitter I think??#mugen train #mugen train arc

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thetreefairy · 9 months

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Runaway until the sun shines p.1

warnings: yandere themes, I do not condone these actions, reader is a demon but wants to die (forcibly turned), swearing, douma is a piece of shit, cult themes, demons eating humans

They/them pronouns

did I have to completely re-read some chapters because I forgot how he acted.... yes I did.

Buy me a Ko-fi

Reader used to be a past cult member, not by choice however.

But thanks to their parents.

And that's how Douma eventually got a special interest in Reader, much to their dismay and the parents joy. But their parents joy turned into dismay the more Reader spoke out about the comfortable feeling they were having.

But they are just being paranoid, he's their savior after all.

So when Douma asked them to give him Reader, for them to be his sibling, who were they to refuse?

Oh, how reader cried that night.

Douma couldn't understand why. He made sure to appear super friendly and welcoming to Reader and their family.

Besides that the two parents are the ones who will be saved as soon as reader is turned into a demon!

Their parents finally realized their mistake when Reader was turning into a demon infront of them, they were crying as they felt their entire being change. "Shush, my dear, your brother is here." Douma whispered softly as Reader turned into a demon. "Our first meal together is waiting for us, so change quickly, alright?"

Douma truly couldn't understand why Reader was so upset as he forced them to eat their parents. This was supposed to make Reader happy, he heard as they always rambled on about wanting a brother.

So why isn't reader listening to him?

Why did Reader keep running away

For them the answer was easy, they will run away from Douma and help the Hashira kill Douma and themselves. Not that he needs to know.

"Reader, can you talk to me?" Douma whispered, clinging onto them. The cult members were in the same room, for no doubt to pressure them.

"Lady, please." Some whispered, and some begged: "Please speak to our savoir, my lady."

"I want to talk alone." Reader eventually whispered out. Douma luckily picked up on it.

Time to piss the uppermoon off.

Okay since I have had too many ideas imma do it in multiple parts and routes, the yandere part does become more extreme in the following parts.

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yuki2sksksk · 7 months

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❝ 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛. ❞

Some drabbles below. Anyway, I am trying some style and colour testing. I put baby Hakuji and Tanjirou in cool and calming color while Akaza in a bright flashing colour to bring out the contrast in it.

I tried making Tanjirou looking soft and reminiscing memories of the past,

While having Akaza staring in perplexed with his all sensory going haywire because of the painful memory that Tanjirou reminds him of that he can't even remember; so hence frustration and confusing resulting to being alarmed and angry.

(Without colour)

Based on the manga panel;

It's the way Tanjirou expression that gets me. He looks at Akaza in a pitiful, sympathetic gaze that is not in an insulting nor looking down on way. It's more like Tanjirou thinks;

" What happened to you? "

Tanjirou recognizes the belief Akaza has rooted from something, an event happening in his human life. In some way, I think Tanjirou has an idea perhaps of why Akaza has such belief, despite the disagreement he has for it.

Even if he has hatred for Akaza, he wonders how could such villain starts as a small pure baby. What happened? What happened to make Akaza turning out like this?

Tanjirou is mostly a forgiving person but when it comes to Akaza, I don't think he will ever forgive nor forget what the demon has done. But remember that Tanjirou is understanding, sympathetic and empathetic.

He doesn't know what happened but he always wants to understand the demons he fought because he knows that they were once humans too. That they had humanity at one point. The real villain here is Muzan and Tanjirou reminds himself of that often. He would never blame the other demons, holding onto the hope and possibility that not every demons wanted to become what they are.

I think the time spent before Tanjirou can meet Akaza again allows the boy to learns more of his enemies. He's met Gyutaro and Daki (Ume), he's met Hantengu...time has allow his heart to slowly toughen and soften, to ignore the seek for revenge in the beginning.

And when Tanjirou meets Akaza again, the hatred comes but so does the pity and sympathy. With bits of sprinkle a question,

" What happened to you? "

#this is just how i read it #demon slayer #kny #kimetsu no yaiba #drawing #anime #digital art #akaza #kamado tanjirō #Tanjirou #hakuji #uppermoon 3 #kny manga #kny fanart #kny headcanon #kny drabbles

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lelee-tdn · 14 days

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In prison

Imagine getting blamed for killing the love of your life 😂😂😂

Muzan is very lucky that there’s a glass between them.

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lovelyyandereaddictionpoint · 1 year

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Would it be alright to ask for a Yandere Kokushibo with a reincarnated darling that used to be his first love whom he regretted leaving perhaps?

Yandere Kokushibo x Reincarnated Reader

As a man, he was never happy with his own life. Always looking enviously at the back of his brother who had made something of himself and was thriving in the path he had chosen. So much so that he failed to be present in his own life.

“Michikatsu…would you ask me to marry you?”

The echo of the memory rang in his ears as he watched the armed spouse of one of the hashira. Armed with a Nichirin blade they sliced the lower demons Kokushibo was following into bits with extreme skill. He couldn’t bring himself to look away, trying to grasp the possibility of this.

“Has it been that long?”

To think he was now powerful enough to live past a cycle of humanity to see you once again. The only thing not guaranteed by his not so newfound power was your love which he was sure to miss with this new iteration of you.

“That must be one of the twelve kizuki. What are the odds I kill that I distract that thing long enough for you to escape?”

It hurts. To see you protectively guarding the hashira you are married to. It's disgusting that it's, not him. So he makes a point to kill your partner or at least have them struggling underneath while he starts his spiel.

“Are you not ruined, knowing your…partner is going to die because you are weak?”

“Well I’m sure it will hurt...but its better to have loved than lost.”

That breaks him. To hear it from those lips he remembers grazing in teasing kisses. He either lets his anger swell and kill your partner or he releases you. Letting you carry your injured partner away as your curious about why the kizuki left. It might be convenient that the sun rises when he does this but he never forgets.

Mulling over your likeness to his love lost. He debates even informing Muzan of this but he ultimately keeps it to himself. Instead out of his own selfish desire he’ll inject you with Muzan’s blood, specifically when your partner is near, forcing the one who stole you from him, to either watch you turn into their enemy or writhe in pain as you die.

“Love being lost…is just another thing lost to me all because of him.”

#yandere kokushibou #yandere michikatsu tsugikuni #yandere kokushibo #yandere kokushibo x reader #yandere x reader #yandere x you #lovelyyandereaddictionpoint #yanderexrea #yandere #yanderes #yandere demon slayer #yandere kny #yandere kimetsu no yaiba #yandere twelve kizukui #yandere uppermoon

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kokushibouthings · 1 year

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Upper Moon 1 and 3 requests. Doma annoys Reader all the time, and treat her like all the other women. Reader keeps telling him to stop but Doma doesn't stop. Upper Moon 1 and 3 intervene and make it clear that Doma should stop. Later, Reader goes to them and hugs them from behind and thanks them. Finally she kisses them on the cheek and leaves (they are not in a relationship)

Thank you for the suggestion anon, I'll try.. though I don't know how to write the last part but oh well

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Content: AFAB reader...well reader might be more of a gender neutral one, fluff(?) , SFW, Kokushibou, Douma, and Akaza

Pairing: None(?)

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You were a new addition to the uppermoons, strangely enough one of the top three demons took an interest in bothering you

It was odd, but you decided to try ignore it since you were told by daki before she... died. That he is very lively yet annoying.

Eventually you started to get more frustrated by each day everytime you both came across eachother, especially in the infinity castle

At that point, you ended up breaking the long train of trying to ignore him and started telling him to just stop

You wanted to punch him like how Akaza does all the time but your afraid of Kokushibou, he seems awfully protective of the hierarchy.. What a loyal dog to Muzan honestly.

"Hey [Y/N]-san! How are you doing?? Wanna come over to my place? I'll show you paradise!" "Please, stop bothering me."

You were fortunate enough upon stumbling across the other top 2 demons, Akaza and Kokushibou.

It seemed like Akaza was complaining about wanting to duel with Kokushibou but he kept refusing his request..

You and Douma stared at them, and they stared at you both

Douma was following you around, and you had no idea where Nakime was to ask her to teleport you to your house. So you were stuck walking around like an idiot with a stray puppy following behind you

"Ohh! How are you both doing, Kokushibou-dono and Akaza-dono?" He waved at them, with a smile plastered on his face followed with Akaza looking even more pissed than he should be a few minutes ago

"...Hmm." Kokushibou turned his gaze towards you, basically just awkwardly side-eyeing you presumably reading your inner body.. Whatever it is in the transparent world.

"Seriously? I could've stumbled upon your ass any other day by now." His eyebrows furrowed, looking annoyed having to deal with his presence again

"Uhmm... This is awkward." "... Whatever your doing, Douma.. You should stop it..." The intimidating gaze was finally moved away from you, you could hear a small sound of satisfaction before he said that as if it was what he had predicted before he stared at you for a few

"Huh? What was that idiot doing? Are you harassing... Uhm. That girl?" "[Y/N] is my name." "Oh. Okay." Akaza was probably the nicest out of the trio... Probably.

"What?" He paused for a few seconds, processing the two demons words with a finger pointed towards his own face..

"Ohh! No its not what you think it is!" He cocked his head to the side slightly, dramatically worried.. "Its best if you wouldn't lie... Now I have some business to attend to, goodbye..." He hissed sternly, giving Douma a sharp stare before walking away as Akaza looked surprised. Wow, it was the first time Kokushibou had cussed Douma out.

"Deserve. And just leave [Y/N] alone in the first place." Before Akaza followed behind Kokushibou again, starting his train of complaints

"Aww... I guess I have to listen to the mighty Kokushibou-dono. Bye [Y/N].." He waved at you, before walking off looking depressed

You weren't sure if you should feel bad or not.. Hes probably trying to guilt trip anyway.

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You could finally relax, without being bothered by that idiot ofcourse. And yes you decided to try thank those two

When you walked up to Kokushibou, you were confused. Your original plan was to kiss them on the cheek and hug them from behind but...

Its obvious you forgot Kokushibou doesn't have any cheeks.

The space for his cheeks was taken up by his lower pair of eyes, so what were you meant to do? Kiss his eyes?

He'd probably flinch, and threaten to cut your head off afterwards...maybe a lecture too.

When you decided to only hug him, he was surprised. He knew you were gonna go near him but he didn't expect you to do such a silly thing.

"...What? Are you here to relay Akazas message? ...I'm in no mood to deal with your silly antics." He turned to look at you, and it was pretty terrifying to make eye contact with his pair of eyes in the middle. "Thank you for earlier, Koku."

Though you could admit he is quite hot...

You left afterwards awkwardly, and made your way to Nakime asking you to teleport yourself to where Akaza is.

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When you gave Akaza a small kiss on the cheek, and a hug from behind

He looked a little shocked, was a bit embarrassed from this random weird action of yours... "Thank you for earlier."

"Uhh... Your welcome..?" He awkwardly pat you on the head.

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rumors-from-yuukaku · 1 year

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HE SO.....

#THIS IS DELICACIES #kimetsu no yaiba #Uppermoon 4 #Hantengu #Karaku

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sorrowful-lover · 1 month

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Douma x Demoness! Reader - Devotion

NSFW : Sadistic thoughts, Dark depictions, dark thoughts, Cock Gagging, Cock Worship, slight slut shaming, slight degradation, masochism, hair pulling, graphic sexual intercourse.

Slight Summary: A young demoness, is ready to show her utmost devotion to Lord Douma in the dead of night.

I wish to give thanks to @mrskokushibo for the inspiration for this story, I couldn't have done it without her!! Go and read her content, she has some very spicy stories!!

This is my first ever story, and I wouldn't mind feedback.

The sound of crickets and cicadas could be heard singing throughout the dark forest, the night sky was a hazy deep blue, the stars standing out like white dots on a giant canvas, standing out the most against the dark canvas was the crescent moon. In the distance, overseeing the forest, stood a temple. Everyone who lived close to the forest knew of this temple and promptly called it 'The Eternal Paradise Faith' but most considered it to be a cult.

Hundreds of people went to the temple, all with the hope that the man, who has been said to have been sent by the gods to answer their prayers. Most who go into the temple never come back, as they'd rather live with the diety, to gain utmost peace and tranquility, as they say, it's the only way for your prayers to come true.

Within the temple, it was dark, everyone was in their beds asleep for the night, ready to face tomorrow, hoping that it would be the day they would obtain true peace. The floors were shiny marble, the walls were made of white rose quartz, carvings of Buddha laid about the ceiling, and the pillars, within his palms, he was holding a lotus. Along with the Buddha carvings, beautiful lotus designs littered the building, giving an ambiance of peace and relaxation.

Within the silence, the sound of something hard could be heard clacking against the marble floors in a rhythmic pattern. A pair of black high heels could be seen, cat-walking through the darkness slowly, with long smooth legs, a red dress cutting off the view of skin, hips rotating side to side, a lush waist, a pair of lovely breasts, slightly bouncing from her walk, thin straps over her shoulders. Her gaze was that of a predator, her narrow-slitted pupils piercing into the dark, locked onto a pair of large brown doors that appeared black in the darkness, their golden handles slightly gleaming in the dark.

Once at the door, her fingers slowly wrapped around it, the confidence and sexual energy she expelled was enormous. She pulled the door open, revealing a large, dark room. The marble floor was replaced with a wooden one, and the Buddha carvings were laid upon the walls, giving off the same peaceful ambiance. Towards the center of the room on the left, lay a sizable, polished wooden shrinelike structure, the four pillars held up the top of the shrine, engravings of lotus littered the top of the border, blue and green curtains draped around it, pulled back on each side to show the middle of it.

Inside, was a large, purplish, zabuton pillow that lay in the center of it, upon the pillow, laid her target. The young deity himself. He was looking over at her with a questionable look, his rainbow eyes holding curiosity within them as he stared at her, his legs crossed and his hands lay in his lap lazily. She gave him a flirtatious smile as she walked into the room, gently closing the door behind her. She walked over towards him, the same slow rhythmic walk, a more eager bounce in her step as she stared him down. He cocked his head at her before an empty, welcoming smile graced his face.

"Oh~! Y/N!! I'm surprised to see you here, and especially at this time of night~!! What brings you here, dear?" He asked in a friendly voice. She stopped short of his shrine before she raised her hand up under her breast, she then slowly trailed it down over her waist, hip, thigh, knee, leg, and finally down to her shoe. She silently took it off, her head angled to where she was sure he could see her cleavage through the neckline of her dress. She repeated this process with her other shoe.

His eyes remained trained on her, a patient yet knowing smile on his face as he watched her. She gently picked her shoes up together before she neatly placed them down together on the floor with a gentle clack from the heel. She sat down on her legs, knees bent as she placed her hands on her lap. "I've come to you, Lord Douma, with an important question." She spoke calmly and collected. He tilted his head slightly. "And just what would that question be, my dear~?" He kindly asked. Her smirk slowly lost its flirty look and turned into a small smile across her face. "I wish to ask, how do I obtain peace and tranquility?" She asked.

Her voice sounded genuine, her smile matching her voice. His smile widened and he closed his eyes as he gave the same recited answer he always gave. "Why, peace and tranquillity are obtained once you've overcome the trials and tribulations of your life~ the more hectic your life, the harder it will be to obtain peace. Hence why you cannot be one with the world and seek peace, it's always going to unbalance itself." He explained. She tilted her head, intrigued by his words that she has heard a thousand times. "Your words are always so deep and philosophical, Lord Douma, your wisdom knows no bounds." She praised.

He chuckled at her words. "Well, I am known as the god who brings peace and tranquility, for wisdom is simply a part of what I've been blessed with~." He said in a chirpy voice. She gave him a questioning stare yet her smile never left. "Seeing as how you are the god of peace and tranquillity, does that mean I must be around you in order to obtain such?" She asked. He gave her a condescending smile as he stared at her with kind eyes that held slight pity within them. "Only if you wish to obtain peace and tranquility~." He said.

She gave a soft chuckle. "You're already aware that I do, I wish to worship you, lord Douma." She said, her eyes gleaming with an unknown emotion. His smile widens. "You've already given yourself to me, now you must work on obtaining peace and tranquility ~!! But you already knew all of this... why Y/N~? Why must you come and test my intelligence so?" He asked, his smile was far from kind as his eyes shined with the promise of pain and punishment.

Her heart nearly skipped a beat at the stare, as her back straightened out, the heel of her foot dug into her pussy through her dress, giving her stimulation. He watched as her thighs shifted and her hips wiggled, sensing her discomfort and smelling her excitement, he blinked and the dark look vanished and it was replaced with pity and mirth. "Tell me, Y/N~ what do you want from me?" He asked in a purr.

She sighed at the tone of his voice as her rocking sped up, the part where her heel was plunged into her sobbing pussy was making a damp print of her red dress, and her thighs flexed and relaxed as her hips rolled. "My Lord, I want you to touch me, I want you to do such unholy things to me~." She moaned out, as her hand slowly crept up her thigh, her fingers purposely hooking under her dress as she slowly rose it up her thighs, nearly exposing her panties before they unhooked, it trailed up her stomach slowly till it reached her breast where she grabbed it with a sensual sigh.

His eyes were slightly hooded in glee at her actions, he was entertained by her, he truly was. He wasn't aroused by demoness, they couldn't get him riled up like a young, virgin, gorgeous human woman did, the sight of the pleasure and fear in her eyes as he'd have his way with her, her screams of plea for help as he'd dig his claws into her soft skin, the smell of her warm blood, her hair getting knotted. Just the thought alone was enough to get his cock to twitch. He decided to entertain her.

" So You wished to be touched by me~? To be caressed and held~? To be unclothed and licked upon~? To be bitten and marked~? To be thrown onto your back, to be dominated~? To be forced to lie upon your back as I ravish you to my heart's content~? To be suckled upon while I finger your moist, tight, aching pussy~? To have your clit sucked upon~? To have your back arching as you call to the heavens from your orgasm~? To be flipped onto your knees, and to have your waist covered in bruises from my heavy touch~?

To be pounded into, by my thick, curved, long, dick~? To be spanked and manhandled like the little whore you are~? To be moaning my name into the echoing of my room~? To reach your second orgasm with trembling legs~? To be overstimulated by my constant thrusting~? To be flipped onto your side while I grab your soft throat with my large and powerful hand~? To have me whisper into your ear about how you're being such a good girl for me~? To have your thigh held up over my own as I thrust into you, hard and fast~? To have my groans and moans fill your dirty mind~? To have my seed fill you as you reach your last orgasm~? Is that what you want me to do to you, my sweet~?" He purred out.

Her eyes hooded and her lip locked under her teeth as her hand messaged her breast and her other slowly made its way between her thighs, her sweet moans sounded out, echoing into the quiet room, her mind imaging his vivid description of what he'd do to her. "Yes~! Yes, Lord Douma~!! That's what I want! That's what I crave, please, have mercy upon me, and bless me with such actions, I beg of you!" She whined and moaned out her pleas. His smile widened as he held back his gleeful chuckles. He didn't usually do this with demoness, but seeing her being so desperate made him want to be the slightest bit nice to her.

"You wish to worship my cock that badly~? How shameless." He teased. She whined in want as she batted her lashes at him prettily. "Please, Lord Douma?" She said in a soft voice. He observed her for a second longer before he uncrossed his legs, man spreading onto the zabuton as he curled his finger at her for an invite. "Come here, my little vixen~." He said. She was quick to crawl on her knees over towards him, climbing up into the shrine as she kneeled before him, she dared not to touch him, and her eyes trailed over his masculine features.

His handsome face, his Adam's apple, his strong shoulders, his wide chest, his toned stomach, his thick forearms, his powerful hips, and lastly, the main prize that was covered with his hakama pants. He smiled down at her with empty fondness, as he reached out and he petted her head. "Go on, I grant you permission to touch me as you please~." He said in a gentle voice. Her hands got to work, as she slowly trailed them up his strong and toned thighs, closing in on her prize. Her hands cuffed around his clothed cock in a diamond shape, his thickness was shown through the bunched fabric as she ran her hands over his flaccid cock.

He stared down at her with patient and observant eyes, watching as she literally worshiped his cock. She moved her hands back only to move them back in as she unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and unzipped them. Her anticipation was heavy, her heart hammered in her chest as she was revealed to her prize. She gently and carefully pulled him out, holding it gently in her palm as she gazed at it. "It's very handsome." She complimented. He smiled but said nothing, as he enjoyed watching her in her trance.

She gently kissed the tip before she opened her mouth and she wrapped her tongue around the tip, french kissing it before she took him into her mouth. Unfazed by her actions, he watched with mirth as she sucked his flaccid cock, working to get him hard. "My~ You're very skilled at that, I can tell, but it'll take more than that to get me hard." He said. She sucked his cock slightly harder as she hollowed out her cheeks, her throat opened to take him deeper, he remained unfazed at the feeling of her smooth tongue rubbing under his cock, the walls of her cheeks hugging his cock, her throat tight around the tip of his cock as she took him in deeper.

"Hmm~ I don't think you understand... So, let me help you." He said with a close-eyed smile. She looked up at him, waiting for him to explain, but she was shocked when he suddenly grabbed the back of her head and he pushed her all the way down his cock till her nose was pushed into the base of his abdomen, he held her there for a while, the feeling of her throat adjusting and swallowing around his cock brought a smirk to his face and a twitch to his cock. "Human women, are so much more fun to play with, by now, her throat would be squeezing me from the lack of oxygen, constantly swallowing, the ridges of her throat feeling so good~" He said, his eyes shining with a sadistic gleam.

"But, you're sadly a demon, so I won't get that from you~." He mourned before he grabbed a fist full of her hair and he pulled her back, the tip laid on the middle of her tongue, her saliva coated his cock, strings connected from her chin down to his balls, a dazed look on her face as she looked up at him with utmost admiration. He smirked down at her face before he pushed her head back down as he thrusts up, her gagging was loud as she gripped his pants tightly, focusing on breathing through her nose as he mouth fucked her to his heart's content.

"Are you enjoying yourself, Y/N~? Is this what you wanted? To be used like a whore, to be my source of pleasure~?" He purred out. She moaned in response, her hips swayed from side to side as she rubbed her clit on the heel of her foot, and her pussy leaked through her panties to her dress. His grip on her hair tightened as he picked up his speed and force, practically slamming her face back down into his lower abdomen. His eyes grew a hazy look, as she was mentally replaced with a human girl.

Her brows furrowed as her closed eyes tightened, along with her grip on his pants, and her orgasm came crashing down on her. Her jaw twitched closed around his cock, her teeth squeezing him as his muscles convulse, her pussy spasmed as her moans came out high pitched. Her release trailed down her feet making a small pool around the ball of her foot. From the feeling of her teeth clenching down on his twitching cock, he gave a loud groan as his thigh muscles twitched, his hazy and dazed eyes shined in glee at the pleasurable feeling.

The sound of her gagging, the feeling of her contracting throat, her slapping hands upon his thighs, her nails digging into his skin. His cock twitched hard in her throat. He gave a throaty groan in response to his wandering thoughts. She moaned back in response, her hips picking up speed as she grinded down on her heel, her core clenched and unclenched, her stomach growing hot, signifying her of an approaching orgasm.

His own heels dug into the floor of the small shrine, generating a creaking sound as his thrusts became quicker. Her moaning became constant as she felt her orgasm coming, the vibration of her moans stimulated him, and he groaned deeply as his head threw back, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed thickly.

He looked down at her, seeing his saliva-coated cock appear and disappear from his sight. He stared a little longer before he pulled her off his cock, and her post-orgasmic moans sounded out as she was in a dreamy daze from her intense orgasm. He gave her a sadistic smile as he chuckled. "My~ that was actually rather fun... what else can you give me?" He questioned as he sat up, he let her hair go, allowing her to sit up on her own, she stared up at him, admiration was mixed in with her fucked out haze. "Take your clothes off." He simply ordered. She raised her hands up grabbingthe thin strap on her shoulder, as she slid them down, allowing her dress to fall down her body, it pooled around her waist before she stood up, and it fell to pool around her feet.

He watched patiently, as she took off her bra, the straps slid down her shoulders, and she pulled it down, releasing her breasts, her nipples hardened, ready to be played with, she turned it around on her so that she could properly unclip it, allowing it too to fall with her dress. Her hands cuffed her breasts as she closed her eyes, her fingers rubbing over her perky nipples as she moaned softly, her thighs rubbing together. Her hands slid down her body, her bottom lip locked under her teeth as she hooked her thumbs under her panties, slowly pulling them down, bending over with them till they hit the floor.

She slowly straightened out, her hands trailing up her body as she did, running them over her legs, knees, thighs, hips, waist, breast, neck, face, and up into her hair, she gave him a sluttery stare as she batted her lashes at him. His dazed eyes stared at her as he beckoned her over with his finger. "Come here~." He purred. She walked over towards him, her hands coming up to rest on his shoulders. She marveled at how strong and toned they looked. She looked up into his eyes.

They were dazed and hazy, almost like he wasn't really staring at her, it was like he was in a dream-like state. His hand trailed up her hips, around over back to her ass where he roughly squeezed her cheeks. She gave a soft moan at the rough treatment, his nails seeming like they were going to pierce her skin, he pulled her forward, making her spread her legs as she stumbled forward into his lap. Her arms wrapped around his neck, her fingers playing with the hair at the base of his neck. His hands trailed up her waist, over her back, and back down. She looked down between them, seeing his spit-coated cock pent between them.

The tip leaked pre cum as it slightly twitched from a pulse. She was brought from her musing when he suddenly laid back, her hands pulling from his shoulders to rest on his chest as she stared down at him. "I want you to ride me, show your devotion to me.~" He said. Her hands ran over his chest, feeling his muscles underneath his shirt, theybran down his abdomen, till she reached his glistening cock. She roughly grabbed it, vaguely recalling his reaction when she bit down on him earlier. It was the right move as his cock throbbed under her actions.

He swallowed at the feeling of her rough treatment, his hands resting lazily on her hips as they moved around to circle her ass cheeks and thighs. She sat up on her knees, while her hands guided his cock down between her legs toward her aching pussy. 'This is it... I'm going to be one with Lord Douma.' She thought excitedly as she slowly sunk down on him. Her eyes rolled as they fluttered close, the stretch slightly burning from not being prepared beforehand, but it was such a good feeling, it burned just right as she descended down his throbbing cock. The feeling of his veins and throbs brought small moans from her mouth as she sunk down.

His eyes were glued to where he could see himself entering into her, her clit slightly throbbing from the stimulation, the feeling of her core clenching. This was different, he wasn't used to having sex to pleasure his partner, he'd usually have sex out of boredom as he'd kill his next meal. It was never to give his partner pleasure. It was always for sadistic reasons. With her, it was different, he didn't hate it, but it was different. His thumb brushed over her clit, and she bucked, making her descend down his shaft fully making them both give a pleasurable sigh.

Her nails dug into his chest making him groan from the pain, his thumb rubbed heavy, fast circles on her clit, and her core tightened making his cock twitch from the feeling of her soft gummy walks pressing into every crevice of his cock, his other hand held onto her hip, his nails dug into her skin making indents into the soft flesh. She moaned from the stimulation on her clit, her hips grinding up into his thumb and down on his cock, her head flopped to the side her eyes closed as she tried to focus on riding, raising her hips up before she brought her ass down heavily on his lap.

He moaned out as his hips raised up to meet her halfway giving her the extra boost to bounce up, their moans, huffs, and groans sounded out in the room, the muffled sound of clapping echoed out, the gooey sound of her pussy could be heard as she grew wetter, her walls contracting and releasing around his twitching cock. He pulled his thumb from her clit, in favor of grabbing her ass, effortlessly picking her up, and letting gravity do its job of making her plant back onto his cock. The muscles in his arms, chest, and shoulders flexed.

His thigs slightly moved back and forth as he thrusts up into her fluttering walls, one of his feet rose onto the ball of his foot, helping his hips to angle up slightly, her reaction was immediate as she threw her head back and she moaned loudly into the empty room. The head of hisbcock pressing against her g spot heavily, hard and fast.

His eyes focused in on her bouncing breasts, watching as they did small little circles as they moved freely from the forcing of their fucking. Her hands moved down his chest towards her clit where she pressed her fingers against it heavily as she aggressively rubbed it.

"NNUAAGH!! FUCK!" He shouted before her walls loosened and they fluttered aggressively as she came hard around his cock. "AH! AH! AH! UGAH! OH GOOOD!" She moaned aloud in time with each new wave from her orgasm. He helped her ride out her orgasm, his thrusts speeding up, chasing for his own climax. Her body relaxed, and she slumped onto him. Her orgasm was harder than she expected, and her eyes were dazed. His arms wrapped around her lower back as his hips continued to thrust his cock up into her well-spent pussy.

"YES! YES! GOD YES! AH!! AHH!! I'M GONNA CUM~!! OH GOD!! LORD DOUMA!! PLEASE!! UAHH!" She cried out in pleasure as her other hand unconsciously came up to groop her breast. His cock twitched from her moans, the thick vein in his cock pulsed harder than expected and his head threw back from the feeling.

Her walls grew tighter, hotter, wetter, and her G spot flexed against the tip of his cock, his thrusting becoming urgent as he knew her climax was coming. Her moans got caught within her throat, and her walls grew tight for a moment, his cock fluttered and the thick vein on his cock pulsed quickly from the feeling.

The loose feeling of her relaxed walls made him groan, his cock twitch, his balls tightened and his world turned white. The feeling of his cock pulsing and twitching against her gummy ridges helped stimulate his orgasm. "NNNUGH! HA! HA! HAAA!" Came his breathy groans in time with his release, his hips doing small weak thrusts, His arms tightened around her, making her groan as it felt like his arms were going to sever her spinal cord, but they slowly loosened as his orgasm came to an end. His legs relaxed against the zabuton.

The room was silent as they both rested in their afterglow. She sighed as she felt his nails gently dragging up and down her back mindlessly. She moved her head, her chin resting on his chest as she looked up at him. "You up for round two?" She asked, a smirk on her face. He looked down at her and he smirked in return. "You still wish to show me your devotion?" He asked. She chuckled in return. "I feel that showing my devotion once isn't good enough." she said in a teasing voice. He gave an empty smile at her words. "Very well then, show me your devotion~." He said, mirth in his eyes.

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