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forsworned · 8 months

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hello!

I am here with a bombastic-fantastic idea-

Ex-husband! Michikatsu x fem! Ex-wife! Reader?? Modern au? They divorced out of a misunderstanding ? who meet again? Like the reader is hired by muzan as an employee? But reader wouldn't know that michi works there as well aa muzan's secratry? Cuz before divorce he used work somewhere else and now in office he goes buy the name kokushibo so reader didn't knew until they were stuck in elevator together?

Angst-comfort-fluff?

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↺﹐true love never dies

꒰ঌa/n໒꒱ ofc i can! i hope u enjoy this. i wanted to rly finish it by tn since i've been busy w life + all those great things that love to make ur life as hectic as possible when u wanna wind down and write. anyways i enjoy writing for michi. he's a funny guy. also this is not proofread lol

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The end of their marriage had been a long time coming. Between the constant arguing to getting separate bedrooms. Their miscommunication had slowly chipped away at their marriage and before they could even begin to salvage it it was much too late. Albeit a painful realization when they were sitting across from one another with their lawyers present at their divorce proceedings, the pair had been too exhausted from one another to make any attempt at mending their relationship.

[Name] sighed as she entered the elevator to her office building. Today marked the 5th anniversary of the end of their marriage and ironically enough the anniversary of the beginning of their marriage. She paused to glance at her watch. She was fifteen minutes earlier than usual today. A new record for her usual on-time behavior, but hey, she'll take it.

As she pressed the button to her floor and the elevator doors began to close, a hand shoots in between and the doors flood open again. Her eyes widened in shock as she realized who was on the other side. A moment of silence had fallen between them as he stood there, unblinkingly gawking at her. A small bead of sweat fell from his temple as he slowly entered the elevator beside her.

Michikatsu was not one for confrontation. In fact, in the face of it he would do his very best to ignore it especially when it came down to any existing previous martial problems between him and [name] (shocker). As many arguments as they had had in the past, Michikatsu had always tried to keep their "relationship" (or lack there of) as respectful as possible. He never raised his voice at her, not once, but instead was a hefty avoidant.

It wasn't that Michikatsu and [name] didn't know that they worked in the same building, they just never happened to be in the same place at the same time. Michikatsu worked late security shifts, while [name] worked early morning shifts at the offices when she was at the office. Usually she was working remotely from home, but had decided to get out of the house. She was already regretting the decision.

Michikatsu, however, had decided to take over the shift of his bedridden coworker and he, too, had regretted being kind enough to take over.

Both parties seemed consumed by their own thoughts, that was until the elevator doors opened again, but not on the floor that they were expected to be on.

For a moment their was sigh of relief, well that is until Michikatsu had seen who was on the other side.

"Good morning, Kokushibou." The voice was low and even.

[Name] watched as the fair skinned man had entered the elevator. His features handsome yet stoic. She raised a brow at utterance of the new name her ex-husband was given.

Kokushibou?

Kokushibou had felt pang of annoyance at his bosses' arrival, but even more annoyed that he had used his changed name in front of his ex-wife. Not that he knew, but still. He hadn't expected him to be so early in the office today.

What a nuisance. Michikatsu thought to himself.

"Good morning, Muzan." He replied cooly as he hit the button that would speed up the process of the elevator doors closing.

Muzan crimson gaze fell upon, [name]. "Good morning."

"Good morning." She said without looking at him.

Muzan was not an idiot. He had done his thorough research on all of his employees. He knew that Michikatsu's real name was, well, Michikatsu and not, in fact, Kokushibou. But he decided to keep that to himself.

Muzan straightened his tie. "It would mean a lot to me if you actually waited for me."

"It's not even my shift yet." He replied bluntly.

How long is this elevator ride anyway? [Name] thought to herself as she looked down at her watch.

Running into her ex-husband and this Michael Jackson look-alike was not on her list of things to do today.

"Yes," Muzan glances down at his own watch. "It appears you are early."

Ding!

The elevator doors finally opened and [name] felt like she could breathe again as she nearly collasped out of it. One swift movement from Michikatsu and she was inches away from the floor. Strands of her hair flew to the front of her face as they hung down in front of her. She slowly felt herself getting lifted back to a vertical stance. It was then that she felt her heart pounding in her ears.

Her eyes wide as she met Michikatsu's gaze who was equally as shocked. After what seemed like an eternity he finally spoke.

"Are you alright, [Name]?"

The way he said her name made her heart jump out of her chest. She only nodded.

"Are you guarding me or your ex-wife?"

Sly bastard. Michikatsu thought to himself.

It had become apparent that his alias really meant nothing at this point.

As the pair had straightened themselves out in the empty white hallways, [name] looked at the man inquistively.

"How do you know I'm his ex-wife? Did he tell you?"

A small smile on Muzan's wife. "I do my research, Mrs. Tsugikuni. Or did you change your last name yet?"

He waves a stack of papers in front of her face. Michikatsu is flabbergasted at this point as he glances over at her.

"Were you going to finalize changing your surname back to your maiden one?" A look of sorrow and betrayal falls over his usual stoic features. It pained her to even see him that way.

Why?

"Why do you even care?" Her voice barely even above a whisper.

It felt like they were the only ones there. Muzan slowly leaving their minds.

Michikatsu stuffed his hands in his trouser pockets as he glanced outside. The hustle and bustle of Shibuya below them. He was usually a quiet man. He never wore his heart on his sleeve. One of the many, many reasons on their laundry list of martial issues that caused their divorce. He never felt the need to open up. Only keeping the same poker face on his mien.

"It doesn't matter. You came in the office to work didn't you? So go attend to your duties as I do mine." His voice trailed off. What a flair for the dramatic he had.

"You're so cold, Michikatsu...or Kokushibou. Whatever your stupid name is now. You could never just open up to me. I don't why I thought..." Her voice trailed off. Tears threatening to emerge from her eyes.

Michikatsu peered over at her. She was standing behind him, trying to wipe away at her tears. He remained silent as he fished out his handkerchief, took her chin between his fingers and gently dabbed away at the corners of her eyes. "You'll ruin your make up."

She attempted to move away from him. "Stop."

"No." He gently turned her face to meet his again. She almost gasped at the expression on his face. His eyebrows were furrowed in frustration and his eyes were narrow as he fixated on her puffy face.

Her eyes shook as they glistened from the wetness of her tears and her lip quivered not knowing what to say.

Michikatsu closed his eyes and his face relaxed as he let out a sigh. "You've always been a difficult one, [name]."

"Me?!" She exclaimed at him. "You're the one who never told me how you really felt! Do you know how exhausting it is to chase down after someone who claims to love you?"

She began to hiccup as tears cascaded down her lovely face. Michikatsu couldn't help but soften up at her current demeanor. She suddenly felt her chest thump against his. His arm around her waist and his hand holding the back of her head as he enveloped her into a tight embrace. She is left perplexed by his actions.

"G-get off of me." She said between hiccups. Her eyes watered as she buried her face into his chest.

"You don't seem like you want to move." He replied plainly. Her hands lift to fist his button down.

"Shut up..."

They stayed like that for a moment, unmoving. Hearts between fast as the silence grew and thoughts ruminated on the past.

"[name]." He finally spoke.

She pulled away from his to meet his gaze, but he was looking out the window. His vermillion hues now on her and she instantly felt soothed by them. A different look in his eyes. Softer, more palatable.

"I'm sorry for how I hurt you. As my wife then, I shouldn't have ever treated that way." He carded his fingers through her hair and tenderly caressed her face. "I was afraid of truly loving you then. If I loved you too much, you'd slip through my fingers. I know it is..."

"Stupid, idiotic, immature." She finished for him.

He grabbed her face with both hands, his face now very stoic yet agreeable. "Yes!"

He nodded his head. "Yes, [name]..."

His voice croaked as his eyes watered. A scene that had never fell upon her eyes for the five years that they were married.

"I thought about it everyday for the past three years. It has torn my soul apart. How could I have lead the love of my life down a path to destruction? It was nothing but pure self-sabotage." He shook his head as a tear slipped from his eyes. "I know you can never forgive--"

"--Shut up." She cut him off. [Name] could feel nothing but empathy for her ex-husband. No matter how hard she tried, she could never truly hate him. And trust me, she has tried.

"It will take more than just a few words here and there to make things right."

Michikatsu nodded. "I know."

She wiped away his tear and kissed the apple of his cheek. His eyes widened at her gentle touch.

"Do you want to make it up to me?" She asked, hopeful. So stupidly hopeful. She wanted to slap herself silly for how much of an idiot she may have sounded at that moment, but she wanted nothing more than to love him again. To change things for the better.

She smiled at him. "After all it is our anniversary."

A rare smile etched into his lovely features. "This is true."

They shared a moment of silence as they gazed into each other eyes. The sound of piano jazz playing softly in the back as he leaned into her.

"Let me make it right."

She raised her brows at him with a smile. An expression that he adored on her. The look of knowing yet it was warm and curious.

"And how will you start?"

"With a kiss?" He whispered against her lips.

Her grin grew. "I won't object."

His soft lips pressed against hers and she felt her feet no longer touch the ground as he lifted her with ease. The last time he had done the gesture was on their wedding day. A small flashback to the photo that used to grace their nightstand.

He pulled away for a moment still holding her. "I will do everything in my power to make you the happiest woman, I swear by it."

Her lips curled. "I'll see it when I believe it."

In a split second she was being carried bridal style and toward the elevator again.

Her giggles echoed in the large hallways. "Where are we going?"

Michikatsu grinned at her. "To make it up to you."

She smacked his chest. "What do you mean!"

"Yes, what do you mean indeed, Michikatsu?" Muzan's voice interjected their precious little moment.

Michikatsu nonchalantly gazed over at his boss. "Oh, right. Muzan, I'll be taking the rest of the day off."

[Name] can't help the pleased expression on her face.

Muzan cocked an amused brow at his employee. "Is that so?"

"Yes." He replied as the elevator doors opened and he stepped in.

Muzan waved the papers in his hand. "So, you won't be needing these anymore will you, Mrs. Tsugikuni?"

Michikatsu peeked over at you and he watched with delight as you smiled and shook your head. The last glance over at Muzan before the elevator doors closed was his shredding the papers with a grin that almost looked like "Mission accomplished" written on his sly face.

"Sly bastard." They both voiced. There was an exchange of looks before they both laughed.

"He is a sly bastard, isn't he?" Michikatsu kissed her cheek and she felt her heart flutter like it was their first time meeting all over again.

"Yes, indeed." She agreed. "So, how will you start by making it up to me?"

The elevator doors opened and a hoard of eyes were gawking back at them, but none of that mattered to Michikatsu. [Name] on the otherhand was a bit embarrassed, nonetheless, enjoying herself.

"I'm feeling like I want to waltz with you."

Her cheeks warmed. "You wanna dance with me?"

He gazed down at her softly. It had been years since they danced together. A past time that [name] especially enjoyed with him. He was a great dancer after all. It was the same way that they met.

"It's been awile, hasn't it, my love?"

She nodded. "It has."

He kissed her lips, stealing her breath away. A sense of renewal in their rebudding love.

"Then let us dance the night away. I want to get lost in you, again. Like old times." Their was a wondrous and whimisical twinkle in his eyes. One that was setting her heart on fire. The Michikatsu that she had loved all those years ago was finally clawing its way out again. "I will never stop impressing you."

"And you call Muzan a sly bastard." She laughed. Michikatsu's cheeks pinkened and then laughed along with her.

"It's how I got you in the first place, and it's how I will get you, again."

[Name] stared up at him with doe eyes before swatting at him. "You think you're so suave, don't you?"

He walked over to the car, ignorning the stares of passerbyers as he gestured over to the valet to open the car door and gently placed her in the passenger seat. He kissed your forehead and gave her a toothy grin that made her insides churn with delight. "Only for you, my dear."

And for the first time in years that night, [name] and Michikatsu danced and danced and danced until their legs caved and they were dragging each other back to bed. Arms and legs in an interwined heap of reminised love and glory days and sweet whispers.

"I love you, [name]. I always have and I always will." Michikatsu murmured against her hair. His eyes were closed and his voice was husky and low with sleep.

She nestled into his chest. The overwhelming feeling of love lulling her to sleep. "I love you, too, Michikatsu. I always have and I always will."

And for the first time in years, Micikatsu had fallen asleep with a smile on his face.

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xxlady-lunaxx · 4 months

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What did I do..? | {KokuZan}

Theme: Angst

Note: Ignore the picture i can't find any kokuzan ones ;-;

TW: suicide-

ALSO if anything doesn't make sense it's bc i was too lazy to write out the AU so, sorry..

Reincarnated everyone! (basically it's modern AU; reincarnated hhahahoksmvfewoifkmsssddddffffffffuck.)

As a child, Muzan was very easily manipulated. He believed everyone deserved second chances and said, whenever someone did something they shouldn't have—no matter how drastic the consequences—that everybody made mistakes. Which, as you can see, is quite a naïve way of thinking when it comes to reality.

What's more, Muzan tried to be very helpful. No matter what anyone asked, it was almost guarenteed to be that he would say yes.

You could ask him to do the most far-fetched thing that any sane person would say they couldn't do and he would most likely say, "I'll do my best to achieve that for you."

So, he was often—very often—asked to do things for others. And he let them, not seeing anything bad about it. He only saw that he was making it easier for others to live and so he continued on doing this.

The only exception to his agreeing was his friend—more specifically Michikatsu, Douma, Akaza, Hantengu and his many brothers, Gyokko, Gyutaro, Daki, Nakime and Kaigaku. They were the some of the only people who cared—truly—about Muzan and who constantly protected him as much as they could from people who tried to use him to their own will.

Muzan didn't notice any of this though. But he did know that they were people who would stick by him no matter what—something he was absolutely grateful for and told them everyday.

Michikatsu—also known as Kokushibo within their circle of friends—being the eldest always treated all of them as his younger siblings, telling them to do this and that and making sure they were intact and alright.

All but Muzan whom he treated more as a very close 'friend.'

Everybody else could clearly see the favortism written all over Muzan's face whenever Kokushibo was around, and they let it be.

Muzan didn't notice that either, however.

Now, as the time went on, things began to change.

True, Muzan had never been in the center of attention for selfless reasons and had always only been because people wanted to take advantage of him, but now a rumour had started passing by and Muzan started getting dirty looks from people he didn't even know.

Muzan grew scared to be outside at all as someone would hiss at him that he was a horrible man, that he'd done nothing but bad.

He didn't understand.

And neither did his friends because they had never known Muzan to do anything bad.

One day, one particular person had gone up to Muzan. She looked stern and very mad, dragging two other women with her.

"Do you remember me, Kibutsuji?" she said, glaring into his eyes. She was shorter than him, looking to be almost 5 feet whilst Muzan was at 5"6 at around the age of 16.

"No...?" he said uncertainly.

The girl then made one of the other people stand in front of him. They looked to be siblings, this new woman appeared to be older. She had pink eyes that Muzan decided would probably looking pretty if it weren't for the fact that she was looking at him as if he was going to kill her.

"What about her? Do you remember her? This is my sister Kanae," the first girl said, peeking from around Kanae's shoulder. "You and your little Uppermoon friends killed her."

Muzan looked around for some help but his friends were out somewhere and all around them were only people whispering and glaring at him. "She's alive though..." he pointed out, averting his eyes. What were they talking about?

"Oh really," the girl said. "Listen, both of us were Hashira in our past lives. Both of us died from the same demon. From the same demon you created. You had millions of people killed just so you could be immortal!!" She placed a hand on her hip, her eyes searing into his head. "You are a monster. You deserve to go to hell."

The last girl who hadn't been been introduced was fidgeting with a coin, but at this she slipped around the other two and said, her voice both equally quiet and angry, "I hope you life is it's own hell for all you ever did to all of us."

Muzan backed away against the wall. "I didn't do that! I... don't know what you're talking about! I swear! You have got me mixed up!!" he said, desperately trying to make sense of what was happening. He'd only ever helped people! What did they mean?

"Hmm, maybe you've got it all mixed up," the first girl said, letting her hair down and showing him her clip which was in the shape of a butterfly. "Look at this. And go find your blond friend—Douma. Tell him if butterflies have any sort of significance to him. I'm sure they do because you turned him into a demon. And then you let him go and eat so, so many humans. The butterfly should be a reminder to him of who killed him."

Muzan blinked. "Douma? Douma would never do that! He's very kind!" he insisted, crossing his arms. They could talk bad about him all they wanted but now about his friends!!

"Hmm, kind? Not a word I think of when I think of him. But maybe he was. Maybe he was kind and you turned him to the opposite," the girl said, giving him a cruel smile before stalking away, her hands clasped around the two other girls'.

The whispers around him grew and someone shouted, "I heard he was a cannibal!!"

Muzan shook his head. "I wasn't! I'm not!"

"My grandfather said his mother's father's mother had fought one of his demons!"

"I don't have demons," Muzan pleaded.

"I heard he called himself a demon king," someone else said.

The people seemed to rise up all at once, shouting incoherent threats to him.

They closed in on him and Muzan cowered, feeling terrified. What if he had done all of that? People were to be trusted and he knew that they wouldn't lie about this, right? They must be telling the truth... What if he was such a horrible person after all?

A hand clasped around his wrist and he looked up, dread filling him for a split second. But then Kokushibo's familiar face met his gaze and he stood, being dragged out of the crowd quickly.

"Muzan!!" Kokushibo called back between quick breaths as they ran off. "Are you okay?"

Muzan thought for a moment as they ran and didn't answer until they stop. "Do you think I'm a horrible person like they said I am?" he asked, his voice meek.

Kokushibo narrowed his eyes. "Do I think?" he asked, sounding furious.

Muzan closed his eyes, scared of a reaction. He'd never felt so small before.

"Of course I don't!! You're my best friend! You would never do all that shit!" Kokushibo said.

Muzan opened his eyes to see his friend looking worried and exasperated. "You... don't think so?"

"No!! And even if all what they said is true, it's definitely not about you. They probably got the wrong person." Kokushibo sighed, hugging him tightly. "You worry me, Muzan. Maybe you should just stay at home."

Muzan's cheeks flushed at the physical contact—lately, something about Michikatsu had been making him quite... happy. "Thank you," he murmured, his voice muffled by Kokushibo's shoulder.

"Anytime. Want to go to the library? No one's allowed to shout there so we can have some peace and quiet," Kokushibo said, grinning.

Muzan nodded. "Okay."

~~~

At the library, Kokushibo started roaming the shelves looking for books he might want to read.

Muzan, on the other hand, couldn't get his mind over what had happened earlier. About everyone shouting at him, that is. Not with... with Kokushibo.

He immediately shook his head. No thinking about that now.

He searched through the rows of books until he saw the sign titled, "History."

Here he might find some answers. If he'd done something like this before and had caused people to react like that there must be even a little information about it somewhere here.

After searching through the books, finding a lot of things about everything he didn't want to know about, he found a book with a paper taped onto it that said, in hastily written letters, "May be proclaimed as History and not Historical Fiction." which was interesting enough for Muzan and he quickly took out the book.

He sat down on the floor, not really caring about anything, as he opened the book.

On the spine of the book cover, there were the words, "Demon Slayer" on it, along with the name of the author. (Koyoharu Gotouge?!)

There was a little information over the book and how it was supposedly written based off the character 'Tanjiro' who had actually been real but how the editor had said it must've been simply fiction. It said other things about the author as well that Muzan decided to simply ignore.

He opened the first page, noting that it was a chapter book—quite large as well. He flipped through a couple pages, stopping quite suddenly when he saw a picture somewhere. He went back and nearly gasped as the picture was of a man that looked... almost exactly like him. There were words under it saying it was an illustration of... Muzan Kibutsuji.

He turned his gaze to the words and skimmed the page in a panic.

And there he was, Muzan Kibutsuji. It had to be him. His scent was overly powering and bringing in a deep aura that made me shake from deep in my bones. I lunged forward, grabbing his arm as I shouted, "Muzan Kibutsuji!"

Muzan turned around and his piercing red eyes glared at me for half a second. But then he turned fully and I saw he was carrying a child. A little girl. A human girl. "Dear? What's this about?" a woman asked, a hand on Muzan's shoulder as she peeked around him.

Two humans. They were both humans, I just knew it. But he... he was a demon. There was no mistakening the smell he had, was he... He was hiding amongst the humans.

(Ermmmm pretend this is the part of Asakusa when Tanjiro first meets Muzan LMAO- I didn't know how to write it since kny is a manga :'>)

Muzan's eyes lingered on his name for a minute. He was real, no? This was real.

He skipped more pages towards the end and saw his name again. In this part, he appeared to be fighting the Main Character and the people named 'Hashira.'

Hashira.

Wasn't that what the girl from earlier had said?

Standing suddenly, Muzan held the book tightly to his chest and walked as quickly as he could, his eyes searching for Kokushibo.

When he found him, he said, his voice low and scared, "Koku... I'm a villain."

Kokushibo gave him a perplexed look as Muzan handed him the book. "What? Please don't tell me the people's words have gotten into your head. You're not a villain, you're-"

Muzan didn't necessarily know if he wanted to know the end of the sentence or not and his cheeks flushed as he said hurridly, "Just read some of this."

Kokushibo opened the book at random, still looking confused. He looked down at the page and read a couple words before he looked up at Muzan, his eyes wide. "No, uhm. I'm sure it's just a coincidence it's your name," he said, looking very much concerned.

"It's not!! It's me! There are some pictures in this as well, see?" Muzan said, flipping a couple pages and pointing to a picture of himself transforming into what appeared to be him as a child into an adult. "It's me."

Kokushibo stared at it for a long while, then said, "Oh."

"It's me," he repeated. "Koku... everything anyone had said is true. It's all true. I'm... a monster."

Kokushibo looked up at that, putting the book aside. "Listen, you're not a monster, okay? You're Muzan, the boy who helps everyone even when he shouldn't! You're everything but what they've said. You're not whatever this book is lying about," he insisted, his hands clasped around Muzan's shoulders.

"But I-"

"I won't accept any 'but's' when they're not true at all!" Kokushibo interrupted. "Now, clearly the library isn't where we should be. We can go home now, I'll make you some food."

~~~

Muzan's eyes traced Kokushibo's actions as he cooked. He wondered what it would be like for his friend to cook for him as a boyfrie-

No, no, they could never date. Not when Kokushibo was already getting enough hate as it was.

Muzan sighed, leaning his head on his arms.

"You alright?" Kokushibo asked, placing a bowl of ramen on the table.

"I'm fine," Muzan mumbled, picking up the spoon he was handed. "Thanks."

Kokushibo nodded and sat across from him.

They ate in silence for a while, both consumed in their thoughts.

As Muzan ate, he stared at the noodles in his bowl intently. He wondered if anything would be as it used to be again. He really wished it could be. He really hated this. Hated it too much and wanted to badly for it to be over. Not for himself, no that would be selfish of him, rather for his friends. And his family. He knew it wasn't easy for them either, constantly trying to help him when they should just let him die. It wasn't like he'd been a good person anyways. He had been horrible. He'd killed so many people just so he could be immortal? Wow.

The door opened suddenly, bringing him out of his thoughts.

Kaigaku strode in followed by Gyutaro, both looking rather beaten up but wearing triumphant smiles on their faces.

Kokushibo and Muzan stood at the same time and rushed over to them, concerned.

"What happened?" Kokushibo asked as Kaigaku batted his worried hand away.

"Nothing, nothing. We were only teaching some people talking bad about Muzan here a lesson," Kaigaku said, swerving around them and plopping onto Muzan's chair. "Hey, you finishing this? Can I have it? I'm starving."

Muzan nodded slowly, losing his appetite. "You shouldn't be getting into fights deliberately..." he fussed. "Especially for me."

Gyutaro waved him off. "It's fine, they're liars anyways," he said, grinning and stealing Kokushibo's bowl, grabbing a new spoon.

"Hey, that's mine!!" Kokushibo whined.

"They're not liars," Muzan mumbled as Kokushibo went to chase Gyutaro.

The other three froze and stared at him. "What?" they asked, almost simutaneously.

"They're not liars," he repeated. "It's all true, all what they said."

Kaigaku raised an eyebrow. "Is this your attempt to convince us that we shouldn't be friends with you because it'll cause trouble for us?" he asked, his spoon raised half way to his mouth.

Actually, that was what he was trying to do.

Muzan hesitated.

Kaigaku sighed, dropping his spoon and splashing some of the soup onto the table. "Drop that, it's seriously annoying. And you'd have to kill me to make me stop being your friend," he said.

The word kill reverberated(?..) in Muzan's mind and he flinched. "But that's just it! I killed so many people in my past."

Gyutaro gave him a look. "They're lying."

"They're not," Muzan whispered. He looked up, his eyes glazing over the worried faces of his friends. They didn't deserve having to deal with im. They deserved better. "You guys can go home... Take the food if you want. I'll see you later," he said, basically dismissing them.

Fuck, if he was going to be that rude he was better off dead anyways.

Muzan didn't miss the way they looked at each other with worried gazes before nodding and getting ready to leave.

Gyutaro and Kaigaku filed out the door but Kokushibo stayed back.

"Hey, uhm... Please don't do anything reckless, Muzan. If you need to speak to someone, I'm only one call away. I'll be here if you need me to be," he murmured, hugging Muzan tightly before closing the front door behind him.

And then Muzan was alone, feeling like he could feel the imprint of Kokushibo's arms around him still. He wished Kokushibo hadn't left. But it was better if he had, really.

Making up his mind, Muzan went up to his room and got his notebook and a pencil.

He wrote down quickly, writing a letter to each of his friends and his family. Once he finished, he read them all through, making sure that he hadn't made any mistakes and that he'd listed enough things to show that he did appreciate every little part of them.

He signed them all and folded them up into makeshift envelopes, taping them all shut.

He went and slumped onto his bed, burying his face into his pillow. He would deliver them tomorrow.

~~~

The next day, as he'd promised himself, he went to his friend's houses, handing them the letter and telling them to read it in a few days time—his birthday, actually.

They didn't really think much of it, especially since Kokushibo was the only one who knew his birthday and he probably didn't remember anyways.

Muzan wouldn't have minded that, after all it didn't matter whether or not Kokushibo remembered.

By the time he opened the letter, it would be too late.

~~~

The next few days passed rather quickly and Muzan found himself in a sort of daze as he continued on. He was waiting for the last day, the day he could finally let his friends live in peace.

He found his most battered clothes—deciding his better ones could be given to people who needed them. He didn't need to wear his best clothes if he would just be wasting them by dying in them.

He went out walking, ignoring all the stares he recieved. He had left a letter on his bed in case anyone bothered to look there. Solely a letter of thanks to his family—he'd already written them letters individually but he'd felt it wasn't enough.

It was early morning when he'd set out and so most people were asleep, although the occasional person was around. But when he finally arrived, the sun was already half way up.

He had to hurry, he didn't want them to read the letters before it was true.

He waded into the water, trembling at the coldness that hit his skin.

No. He had no right to be cold when he'd made people suffer before.

He clenched his teeth together and continued into the water, nearly tripping several times before he made it to the point that the water nearly reached his mouth. He held his head up high and bounded forward cautiously.

The water rose to his mouth and he could barely keep it from his nose as he started treading water, keeping himself upright.

He turned back to the town he'd grown up in, bobbing up long enough to murmur, "I'm sorry," before he closed his eyes and mouth, slipping under the water.

The cool water slipped around Muzan and he could feel it soaking into his body. He gave himself a couple seconds to change his mind before he let out a breath and opened his mouth, letting the water flow into his nose as well.

He resisted the urge to go back up, though it pained him to. He'd chosen this specifically because it would be the least messy—his body would just float out into the ocean or sink or something, and probably disintigrate eventually—and because it would still be painful to himself. He deserved more pain but he didn't know how else he'd do it since he wasn't particularily strong. Not now.

He used to be. And he deserved every form of torture he'd ensued(the fact that i don't rlly know what this word is-) over everyone... and more.

And so, as Muzan felt himself slipping out of consciousness as the water flowed into him, he thought of everyone he ever knew—whether the experiences with them were pleasant or not—and thanked them. He apologized over and over as he slipped away from the world of the living.

~~~

Kokushibo was smiling to himself as he ate his breakfast, excited for today.

"Why are you so happy?" Yoriichi asked skeptically.

He said nothing and continued eating, wondering how he might ask out Muzan.

He'd been planning for some time now and had decided, finally, to ask him out. Especially since it was Muzan's birthday.

He felt that he wanted him to have the best day today since every other day had been absolute shit. And besides, he figured Muzan would say yes. He'd noticed him blushing around him so constantly.

Yoriichi leaned on the table, looking annoyed. "By the way, are you going to open that letter Kibutsuji gave you? I heard he gave them to all of his friends," he commented, nodding to himself. "I overheard him telling you to open it today. Or are you smiling because of the letter?"

Kokushibo hadn't, in fact, opened it yet. He'd actually kinda forgotten about it in all his plans. "Right!" he said, abandoning his breakfast going back to his room.

Yoriichi sighed and watched him run upstairs. "He's in love, isn't he," he said to himself, grumbling.

Kokushibo opened the letter cautiously, noting how the paper looked a bit smudged with ink.

His eyes landed on the first words, smiling to himself as he was met with Muzan's handwriting. Willing himself to read it slowly and not only skim through it, he started down the letter, his smile wavering on his face for a while. But as he reached the middle of the paper, it slowly slipped away forming a frown in it's place. The frown deepened to a look of sheer horror and he dropped the letter as his eyes consumed the last word.

He turned abruptly and ran back down, ignoring Yoriichi's questioning looks as he harshly pulled on his shoes and ran out the door in a panic.

Yoriichi glared at him. "What now? Has he gone to confess his love to him?" he said, sighing.

He went upstairs and picked up the letter which looked a bit crumpled at the bottom. He skimmed through it then placed it on the table. "Muzan is a fucking idiot," he said, following his brother's tracks downstairs and out the door.

~~~

Kokushibo knocked furiously at Muzan's door and the fact of a devestated woman met his. She was Muzan's mother.

"Is... Muzan...?" Kokushibo whispered, dread swimming in his stomach.

She looked down. "He's... I think he left home early. He left a note on his bed... And he gave us each one a couple days ago," she mumbled, lifting a paper. It clearly said something different than Kokushibo's but he figured it had some sort of thanks and then apologies and then explanations as he glanced at it.

His face fell and his arms wrapped around his stomach. "He's dead?" he said, his voice coming out cracked.

Muzan's mother flinched at that but Kokushibo was too preocupied to notice. Muzan was dead.

A hand was placed on his shoulder and he turned, numb inside.

Yoriichi gave the woman an apologetic look. "I'm sorry for you loss, Mrs.Kibutsuji. I'll... take my brother now," he said pulling Kokushibo away.

~~~

Kokushibo found himself in a park sitting next to Yoriichi who was glaring at the ground.

"Yorii?" he said hoarsely.

Yoriichi glanced at him. "Hm?"

"Why did he die?"

He sighed. "He was worrying too much about you, I guess."

"But why? He had only to worry about himself! He didn't have to worry about me—us—anyone but himself! He was getting the threats. He was getting all of the hate and yet... he did this for us?? He didn't say once in the whole letter that he died because he couldn't handle it for himself anymore! He said it all because he was worried about the lashback on us!! He was worried about us when he should've worried about himself!!" Kokushibo spat, glaring at the ground.

"Michi, he was a selfless fuck in this time. He used to be... otherwise, but he changed, I suppose." Yoriichi looked at his brother with a look of pity that had nothing to do with Muzan. "But he's gone and you can't change that or the reason for it."

"No!! He can't have died!!" Kokushibo looked up. "I can't let him die!" he decided, standing abruptly.

Yoriichi stood as well and his voice came out more of a command, "Kokushibo. I want you to sit down."

At the nickname—the name Michikatsu had heard most of from Muzan, he felt himself break. He sat down and Yoriichi stood in front of him with a stern look.

"He's gone and you cannot change that. You can't change the fact that he was who he was. I need you to think about it. Just accept it. I don't care how hard it will be, but you have to accept it. You'll just pain yourself more if you don't." Yoriichi's eyes were narrowed in a glare but when his brother started to cry, his gaze softened. He wrapped his arms around MIchikatsu, feeling that he couldn't bear him to cry over so dead person.

Michikatsu sobbed into Yoriichi's hug, letting himself pour out. "I was going to tell him I loved him," he said between hiccups. "I was... I was going to..."

"Shh," Yoriichi murmured, "don't talk until you're ready."

And it was quite a few minutes until he was ready, but when he was, he rubbed at his eyes and looked up at his brother.

"Today was his birthday," Michikatsu mumbled. "He... on his birthday. I'm sure he did that on purpose."

Yoriichi gave him a sympathetic look. "Perhaps he did. But we will never know. Why don't you... invite your friends over to our house? I'm sure they'll need some help through this as much as you do. Take yourselves through the process together, at least," he suggested.

Michikatsu had never known his brother to give Muzan any sort of proper acknowledgement and at that, he was surprised. But he nodded and stood, pretending not to notice all the people around them staring.

"Alright... Will you help me call them?"

Yoriichi nodded. "Of course."

~~~

Dear Koku,

Or Michikatsu? Kokushibo? What do I call you?

I always wanted to call you my lover.

I know it's quite sudden, but I really love you. I have hoped against hope that one day I could tell you. But I couldn't tell you when everybody was hating you for being my friend—and I feared their reaction if you were dating me. If you did like me, of course.

But there was a reason I said nothing, and I apologize if it makes you uncomfortable knowing I've been crushing on you for a while now though you may not like me in that way at all.

I just found myself so deeply in love with you all the time and you were most likely one of the main reasons I've been able to make it quite so far in my life.

I always loved how you were. How you act, how you talk, how you walk... everything. You were always just so beautiful to me. I'm sure others see you like this as well. How could they miss such and amazing person?

I adore you with all my heart and my being and my mind. I want to stay here with you forever but I know that would only bring pain to you for being seen with me. I know you don't want to be targetted for knowing me as much as I don't want you to be hated on because I love you.

Yes... I love you. Too much for my heart to handle sometimes. You make me so happy and I want to live so much longer with you by my side.

But I can't.

I can't live, Koku. I want you, and everyone else, to be content. If me being dead brings happiness to people, then why not give them a time to be happy?

I know how much you'd blame yourself for this though it was purely my own decision, so I need you to know that everything you've done for me has made me ever the most happiest person alive. I need you to know that you're worth everything, every breath, every smile, every little moment. So please keep living for me. Please don't blame yourself.

Make a life you can live in happiness with me gone now. Make a life you can grow up as someone known as the amazing Koku and not the Person Who Made Friends with Kibutsuji. Please be happy for... for anything you love.

You're very dear to me, and I love you, Kokushibo. I love you so, so much.

I promise to think of you till the very end.

You may not see me anymore, but I promise that I'll be watching you. I'll make sure your life goes as heavenly as possible because you are heaven. You're the greatest person to exist.

I love you, Michikatsu Tsugikuni.

I love you.

In hopes of your well being and greatest happiness, Muzan Kibutsuji.

{Word count: 4825}

I thought I had not motivation

Ig i lied to myself (my motivation always tends to come when i have to finish my hw the same day!!)

ngl this was both depressing to write and fun

and i hate it but i love it yk?

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mielikki05 · 17 days

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Yoriichi Tsugikuni & Michikatsu Tsugikuni

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #kny fanart #yoriichi tsugikuni #michikatsu tsugikuni #kokushibo #yoriichi fluff #kokushibo fluff

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lavenderdrxp · 4 months

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A new fanart of 'y/n' (my interpretation) of @echantedtoon 's fanfic 'in the moon's shadow' is out!

I tried something new- hehe

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top-doumaxbottom-koku-bc-i-can · 1 year

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Midnight ice ~ top!Douma x BottomHashira!Kokushibo ~

~ Douma finds himself alone with hashira Kokushibo(Michikatsu) his lust for the pillar taking over him causing him to play with his prey ~

~ Start ~

Michikatsu found himself trapped in upper two Douma's temple for his eternal paradise cult annoyed he had been found and was now laying there typically most would be dead by now... But... There was something in Douma's eyes as he looked at the pillar of moon

And a few minutes later Douma entered the room and here Michikatsu was in between the uppermoon twos thighs looking up at him, Douma's length violating his mouth as he groaned the warmth was perfect as Michikatsu whimpered when Douma grabbed his hair and forcefully rocked the hashiras head back and forth on his member at some points triggering his gag reflex

" such a good boy~ " Douma purred as Michikatsu didn't try to escape fearing it would mean death, Douma continued to praise the hashira as he pulled on his hair making the pillar let out a muffled whimper, Douma giggled sadisticilly " if you keep this up ill let you go when I'm done with you~ " he purred again into michikatsu's ear as he bucked his hips triggering the hashiras gag reflex once again

A few minutes later which felt like hours to Michikatsu the uppermoon came into the pillars mouth letting out a pleasured groan as Michikatsu swallowed by reflex " like I said before your doing such a good job my little hashira~ " Douma purred once again praising the pillar, michikatsu huffed as Douma pulled out of his mouth letting the pillar take a breather

~ Time skip {bc I'm lazy and have no motivation} ~

As Michikatsu was thrown onto Douma's futon then got pinned he slowly pulled off the pillars pants and boxers grinning " beg for it my little pillar~ " Douma spoke " no. " Michikatsu growled " I guess you don't want to leave then?, Perhaps I'll just keep you~ " He purred pulling the pillars hair again then tied Michikatsu's hands behind his back with a nearby rope " fine... " Michikatsu growled " Please~ fvck me senseless~ " he said sarcastically then felt Douma grab his hips the demons blue nails digging into his waist making him bleed as he hovered over Michikatsu then bit his neck lapping at the blood " I guess that will have to work~ even if it was said sarcastically ~ " Douma whispered into the hashiras ear then bit down on it putting three fingers into Michikatsu's mouth

A few minutes later Douma was thrusting a finger into the pillars entrance, Michikatsu moaned in pleasure even though it was wrong he couldn't help it, he gasped when Douma added two more fingers at the same time then whimpered, Douma stretched his hole open as the pillar let out a loud groan moving back onto Douma's three fingers, Douma giggled " now now, my little pillar~ be patient~ " he took out his fingers then maneuvered his length behind Michikatsu's entrance then thrusted into him making michikatsu groan loudly as he made his full length ram into michikatsu all at once, pinning the pillars thighs onto the floor

~ another Time skip to a few minutes (bc yes) ~

As Douma thrusted into the hashira harshly he let out groans, the pillar letting out moans tears of both pleasure and pain visible on his rather beautiful face, Douma hit a certain spot making the other let out a inaudible scream " looks like I found your spot~ " he giggled, Michikatsu wasn't sure what had just happened but Douma repeatedly hit that spot abusing it harshly Michikatsu came quickly Douma soon after him, Michikatsu huffed as Douma pulled out

Douma noticed the hashiras lavender eyes shutting then opening as he soon fell asleep Douma put a blanket over the moon pillar and himself cuddling with the taller man

~ Hello thanks for reading my first post I hope you enjoyed the story as much as I enjoyed making this ~

#douma x kokushibo/Michikatsu #demon slayer #demon slayer smut #au #idk anymore #im going to hell #Is violence in this story? kinda-#mature audiences only #please give me therapy #oml that's actually a tag #idk if there's fluff but maybe at the end #i need help #im going to hell x2 #Please don't let this flop

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kokusfluffyhair · 1 year

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Christmas with the Tsugikuni Twins🎄

So, congratulations! The Tsugikuni Twins invited you over for Christmas!

When you got to their apartment, you were greeted by Michikatsu. He had an annoyed expression on his face and was wearing an ugly purple sweater that had lots of eyes on it. When you laughed, he narrowed his brows at you, but you saw that the corner of his mouth twisted up into a little smirk. Michikatsu cleared his throat and stood there awkwardly, thinking about whether to hug you, shake your hand, or do nothing of the sort.

But when you say "Merry Christmas, Michikatsu!" and stand on your tiptoes to kiss him on the cheek, he turns into a blushing mess and turns away from you.

"J-Just go in, already," he says, hiding his face from you.

You know how he is, so you chuckle to yourself and go in. It isn't long after you step inside that you're attacked by a Yoriichi hug bomb.

"Merry Christmas, y/n!" he says with a big, bright smile as he pulls you into an excited hug.

"Merry Christmas, Yoriichi!" you say and enthusiastically hug him back.

Yoriichi smells like cinnamon and sugar. He smells so nice. He must have been baking (the twins can COOK and you've tried to convince them to make a YouTube channel or something to show their dishes but they refuse). When Yoriichi pulls away from you, you see that he is wearing a Santa hat and a red sweater with sun prints on it.

Yoriichi is so happy to see you. His eyes are sparkling and he's a giant walking tower of fluff :)

By this time, Michikatsu had closed the apartment door and got his flushed face in order. He comes over and takes the bag out your hands (inside of it are the presents your brought for the twins).

"You don't need to carry this. I'll put them under the tree," Michikatsu says.

"Oh, right. Thanks, Michikatsu," you say with a smile. You're tempted to find a way to kiss him again to see his reaction, but he catches on to you quick and distances himself.

"Nii-san, don't open them until it's time," Yoriichi says.

"I'm not going to open anything," Michikatsu grumbles and walks over to the tree. He takes the two boxes out of the bag, holding the one that has his name on it a little longer and studying it.

Yoriichi is watching his brother like a hawk. He likes the presents to be surprises.

"It's okay," you whisper to Yoriichi. Your closeness and breath sends pleasant shivers down his spine. "He won't be able to guess."

Out of the two, Yoriichi makes it the most obvious that you've gotten to his heart. His cheeks turn pink from the closeness of your whispers and he smiles softly at you.

You smile and decide to tease Yoriichi a bit. You cup your palm to his cheek and he settles in right away. His hands travel to your waist and he looks at you with such enamoured eyes. He says nothing. He simply enjoys the moment. He's not ready to grab you and kiss you just yet. He's way too shy to do such a thing unless it's in private, or unless he's been loosened by some alcohol.

Just as you expected, Michikatsu suddenly appears to your side. He pushes his body a bit between you and Yoriichi.

"Am I disturbing something?" he asks with a raised eyebrow.

Michikatsu is a jealous, jealous man, especially when it comes to his brother. Yoriichi always did better than him -- better grades at school, better at sports, more popular with others (even though neither of them were very social). And Yoriichi achieved this naturally without putting in much effort. Michikatsu, on the other hand, had to study very hard and practise a lot to be well above average. Even though he mostly got over it as he grew into adulthood, he still resented how much easier his brother seemed to have it, and these feelings came out much more whenever Yoriichi seemed to be "winning" compared to him.

And you touching Yoriichi so gently and letting him hold you at your waist was a form of Yoriichi "winning".

"Am I disturbing something?" Michikatsu asks again.

"No, nothing," you say and take your hand off of Yoriichi's cheek. Yoriichi looks a bit disappointed and he takes his hands off of your waist. You feel a little bad for teasing him (and also kind of using him to annoy Michikatsu). He really is too pure for you.

"Nii-san, it's Christmas. We should all be a bit closer to each other today," Yoriichi says.

"And Yoriichi does smell so good," you say.

Oops. That made Yoriichi blush again and made Michikatsu fold his arms across his chest.

Michikatsu looks at Yoriichi. "Yoriichi, watch some Netflix. I'll take care of the rest of the cooking."

"But Nii-san, I already started everything and it's probably best that I finish it."

"No. I say that you rest and I finish the cooking."

"Nii-san, I've been following the recipe in my own way and you might not be able to do the same --"

Michikatsu looks at you. "Y/n. Do you think I'm a good cook?"

Both brothers have their eyes on you.

"Ehm ... ehm ..." You're starting to get flustered. "I think you both are ..."

Yoriichi smiles. Michikatsu frowns.

"But who's the better cook?" Michikatsu asks.

"Well ..." You really don't want to answer this question. You don't want them to fight on Christmas. "Michikatsu, you're better at savoury dishes, and Yoriichi, you're better at sweet ones."

"So, I can't cook sweets?" Michikatsu asks.

"I didn't say that. I just said that Yoriichi does a better job."

"It's fine, Nii-san," Yoriichi says with a smile. "That means that you do better with a lot of delicious recipes."

"But not with sweets."

"You two are going to give me a headache," you say.

Both brothers are at your side, checking your pulse and feeling your forehead.

"Does she have a fever, Nii-san?" Yoriichi asks.

"No. She seems well." Michikatsu looks at you with concerned eyes. (Actually, he knows why you say you think you'd get a headache. He feels guilty, but he won't admit it.) "Y/n." He puts a comforting, protective arm around your shoulders. "Do you want to help me check on the main dishes cooking? I won't touch the sweets, I promise."

"Sure," you say with a small sigh of relief. You smile at Yoriichi and he smiles back. He goes on the couch to relax and watch Netflix while you join Michikatsu in the kitchen.

Under your watchful eye, Michikatsu does leave all the sweets baking alone and doesn't try to improve them. You two add some finishing touches to the savoury items. By the way, Michikatsu looks so handsome when he's cooking. He wears a purple and black apron with a bee-hive pattern on it, and because he's VERY careful to not get his hair in the food, he ties it up into a man-bun. It gives you a clear vision of Michikatsu's strong looking neck, but you control yourself even though you want to nibble on it so badly.

Actually, Michikatsu wants you to nibble on his neck so badly too, but if you did, he would certainly scold you.

Everything goes smoothly once dinner is finished. The twins insist that you sit down and they serve you, so you do. Yoriichi finished setting the table while you and Michikatsu were cooking, so all that's needed is for them to bring out the food and drinks. Michikatsu, still in his apron and man-bun, pours you a drink of your preferred alcohol. He's smirking a little, because he knows that Yoriichi is watching him with a slight pout on his lips. (They might have fought earlier in the day on who would be the gentleman to serve you your drink.) You then have to wait for Michikatsu because he's going to take off his apron and put his hair back into his typical ponytail before you eat. Yoriichi is impatient because he doesn't want the food to get cold.

Once Michikatsu the hair diva finally gets back to the table (nothing is cold, don't worry), the three of you have a delicious meal. The twins made sure to make Christmas food from your country and they did a fantastic job. They didn't even ask you for any tips! They figured it out all by themselves (and with Google, of course).

After you eat, it's time for the presents. You're all sitting on the floor by the tree. The twins want you to open yours first. Yoriichi is almost jumping up and down in his seat, as he's so excited to see your reaction. You're surprised to find that there's only one present for you -- and it's from BOTH of the twins! You were expecting that they would try to out-do each other with who gives the best gift, but they actually worked together! You're already so happy and you're beaming. It doesn't matter what it is, it's the best gift ever for you to know that they didn't compete against each other. When you open it, it's the one thing you had wanted the most (no matter how big or small that may be). The twins paid attention to your conversations and came to the perfect decision on what to get you :)

Yoriichi looks like he might cry because you're so happy. Michikatsu is just a blushing mess (both from seeing you happy and from the alcohol he drank during dinner).

It's now time for them to open their presents. Their presents are identical boxes of the same size and weight. The only difference is that one has "MICHIKATSU" written on it and the other has "YORIICHI". Yoriichi looks confused. Michikatsu had taken a good look at the boxes earlier when he put them under the tree and just takes his and starts shaking it.

"Nii-san! Don't do that! What if there's something breakable inside!" says Yoriichi. (Poor soul is genuinely concerned)

You snicker a little. "Yours is the more fragile one, Yoriichi." You wink at him. "I knew what I was doing."

Oh, how fast Michikatsu stops shaking that box of his.

You smile. "So, come on! Open them!"

They can't say no to your smile. Each brother meticulously unwraps his present, though Michikatsu is a quicker than Yoriichi. Yoriichi is the type who is very cautious with the wrapping paper, as if he will somehow be using it again for later. He might cut it up into different shapes and glue them onto a poster paper in a special design, just because it was the wrapping paper you chose. He's sentimental like that.

Michikatsu isn't. It's paper.

Michikatsu is the one to first reveal the cardboard box. He then opens it to find it stuffed with so much paper weighted together so that it would match the weight of Yoriichi's present. Michikatsu raises an eyebrow and starts throwing out all of the paper until he finds two PS5 controllers and an envelope containing a gift card to use at a gaming store. Michikatsu immediately softens. No one knows this but you and Yoriichi, but he likes video games a lot, especially the ones you can play with a partner. He's very competitive, but he takes it less personally if he loses on a game, versus in something that happens in real life. So, he and Yoriichi play together on their PS3. They've wanted to upgrade for YEARS, but never got the money together. (And if they did get together the money for the PS5 this Christmas, they spent it all on your gift, instead of using it on themselves.)

Michikatsu looks so touched. Your gift went straight to his heart. He feels so loved that he isn't even thinking of the samurai and military games he could get for the console. He watches Yoriichi as he still very carefully opens his present to eventually reveal that his box held the PS5 console. Yoriichi lights up like a little kid when he sees it. His eyes are glowing, his cheeks are glowing, he's smiling so big.

Before you know it, you are sandwiched between a hug from both of the twins. They're thanking you and telling you how great your gift is, and that they can't wait for all three of you to play together.

"Well, there's only two controllers, so I don't think all of us can play," you say (you don't mind -- it's fun to watch them too!).

"We're getting a controller for you first thing when the stores open again," Michikatsu says decisively. He looks at you and puts his finger to your lip. "And we're paying so don't say no and don't try to talk us out of it."

"That's right, y/n," Yoriichi says and gives you a kiss to your cheek. "Just let us take care of everything."

"But I still want to play tonight, so, I say we make teams," Michikatsu says. He smirks at Yoriichi and takes your arm. "Y/n and I are playing together. Us against you, Yoriichi. You're on your own."

Yoriichi gets these puppy dog eyes. "No, that's not fair, Nii-san!"

Michikatsu pulls you closer to him again. "It is fair because I'm [pronoun] favourite."

Yoriichi pouts. "No! I'm [pronoun] favourite!"

"Guys! Guys!" You break free from their grasps (damn, it's hard to break free from Michikatsu, he's decided that you are HIS). "Let's not fight."

"We aren't fighting," the twins both say.

You sigh. "I'll start playing with you, Michikatsu, and then I'll switch with Yoriichi for a bit. Okay?"

Michikatsu is determined that you will NOT switch, but he will agree for now. "Sure," he says.

Yoriichi knows exactly what his brother is thinking and eyes him suspiciously. He then turns to you with a smile. "All right, y/n. That sounds perfect!"

You all set up the console to their TV together and buy a game online to play for the night. Yoriichi goes on with his plan to get his time with you -- alcohol. Michikatsu is a bit of a lightweight (don't tell him, he will deny it until his dying day) and he also likes alcohol too much (he will never admit it, so don't even try to get him to). Yoriichi has a higher alcohol tolerance and is more disciplined. So, as you're playing, he keeps offering drinks, which Michikatsu takes with a grin, and eventually Michikatsu becomes drunk enough that he isn't focusing on you being beside him playing with him. So, you get to switch over to Yoriichi's side ...

... which doesn't last for long because when you take a break from the game to go pee, Michikatsu lays on the floor and closes his eyes. By the time you and Yoriichi are ready to start again, he's snoring a little.

"Oops. Never thought that would happen," Yoriichi says.

You know he's lying and you knew exactly what he was doing with those drinks but you don't care. Yoriichi says he'll get some blankets and pillows. When he's gone, you give Michikatsu a light kiss to his forehead. He looks so innocent when he sleeps.

When Yoriichi is back with the pillows and blankets, you tuck Michikatsu in, being very careful not to wake him (which you won't -- the man is drunk and k/o for the night). You and Yoriichi still don't want to make much noise, and you're getting a bit tired, too. So, you shut off the game and put on Netflix with very low volume and subtitles. You choose a movie that both of you know. While the movie is starting, you and Yoriichi set up the pillows and blankets on the floor so that you can lay together next to Michikatsu and watch.

And of course, before the movie comes to an end, all three of you are curled up and asleep next to each other, with you comfortably in between the twins.

It was the perfect Christmas ...

... except for Michikatsu's hangover the next morning ;)

#demon slayer #demon slayer x reader #michikatsu tsugikuni #yoriichi tsugikuni #tsugikuni twins #michikatsu x y/n #yoriichi x y/n #tsugikuni twins x y/n #tsugikuni twins x reader #kny fluff #michikatsu and yoriichi #michikatsu x you x yoriichi

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mrskokushibo · 1 month

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When a new day begins, the memory of the moon gets erased by the blazing rays of the sun.

Chapter 1: You will be introduced to the main character, Reader (y/n), and her household. I chose the specific and familiar format of (y/n) to retain the feeling of the story being specifically written for each one of you. It makes it more fun, especially in the smutty bits.

Warnings: mentions of sex (Yes, there will be some heavy-weight smut in future chapters. I promise.)

MASTERLIST

Soft footsteps followed the path of the long and narrow corridor, snaking its way from the service quarters and through the main building. The space was lit only by the warm light seeping through the paper-lined walls of the adjacent rooms, thus contributing to the already sleepy atmosphere of the evening. A young maid was carrying a stack of steaming warm fresh towels, occasionally bringing them closer to her face to inhale the smell of fresh linen. Her cheeks were blushed from the hot vapour, and her expression was calm and indifferent.

The first chambers on her journey were the quarters of the Master of the household. This was the largest part of the manor and the most guarded one. She stopped right outside of the shoji door, and the thin wall letting sound diffuse toward her. High-pitched moaning, deep masculine grunts, and a rhythmic pounding sound were all that could be heard.

The master of the house was already balls deep into his nightly distractions. The young maid shook her head and rolled her eyes, the blush on her cheeks gaining a more crimson hue as the sounds reaching her senses brought out a clear vision in her mind’s eye.

Suddenly, she was shuffled on her way by a nearby guard. She looked at him and raised her eyebrows in silent disapproval of the audible actions, only to get an amused smirk in response and a whisper:

‘Sweetheart, it will be my turn once I’m off my shift. A couple of hookers in the Red Light District are already waiting for this.’ He continued his words by pointing to his loins and his smile widened.

‘You are such a pig, Akio.’ She giggled a little as apart from his filthy sex life, he was a decent person.

‘Have fun listening to the inspiration.’ She nodded to the shoji door.

He made a conspiratory head gesture adding a wink, and waved his hand as she resumed her walk.

After a few minutes, she finally reached her destination. A room at the very end of the mansion, the quarters of the oldest daughter in the household, y/n. This secluded part of the building was immersed in peaceful silence, interrupted only by wind steadily picking up in strength outside.

The maid slid the shoji door open slowly and carefully and entered the room, closing the door behind her with just as much care. She shuffled quietly to the far end of the room and placed the stack of towels onto a small side table. She then walked up to the woman kneeling in front of a mirror.

‘Lady y/n let me help you’

The hairbrush changed hands seamlessly and now it was the maid's skilled hands that were running the bristles through a smooth and shiny length of ebony.

‘Thank you, Miho’

You turned around to look at Miho and smiled.

‘You are blushing, my dear. Was my father at it again?’

Miho nodded her head in response while you sighed deeply, shaking your head.

‘Who was it tonight? And please do not tell me it was that imbecile girl Shoko.’

The maid did not say anything, but her facial expression was enough to tell the story.

‘For the grace of gods, he is such a smart man, a scholar almost and that is who he spends time with. I am disgusted, to be honest with you. What hope do I have to find a decent man? They all seem to only be interested in one thing when interacting with us females.’

‘Well…in Master’s defense, there is nothing wrong with wanting to pillow.’ Miho almost stopped herself from saying this knowing you would most likely snap at her, but you were not in the mood for lecturing anyone tonight.

‘No, there is nothing wrong with that. You are right. I just wish he spent more time with Mother in that way, that is all. As soon as she began growing older, he turned his attention to the younger concubines. That is what annoys me.’

‘That’s the way of the world, Lady y/n.’

You thought for a moment, clearly uncomfortable with the maid’s last remark.

‘I for one do not wish for that to happen to me when I grow older. I’d rather commit seppuku than watch my husband lose interest in me.’

The maid remained silent in response, methodically brushing your hair. Her common sense prevented her from comforting you. There was no comfort to give when tradition ruled over emotions, holding women captive to their fate.

Tomorrow, you were to meet a suitor. The oldest son of a warrior clan. You were not an easy woman to marry off, despite your good looks. You were deemed difficult, and obstinate even after a whole range of suitors lost interest after interacting with you and your opinionated mouth. Hence, your father’s last hopes of getting rid of you now lay in the marriage deal he was attempting to broker.

As if capable of reading your mind, Miho spoke softly, her voice blending gently with the warming crackling of fire.

‘My lady, do you think young Tsugikuni-sama is handsome? I heard stories about him and they sounded promising.’

You shrugged and sighed: ‘Well then, someone like that will have good access to women. They would probably perform their duties without payment or reward.’

Once again silence followed. The wind outside had picked up and its sorrowful howling penetrated the thin paper of the house walls. The courtyard gate was slamming repeatedly and whips of rain hit the tiled roof.

‘The demons are out hunting again. I would not want to be in the woods on a night like this.’

‘Miho, do you really believe that superstitious nonsense? There are no demons. At least I do not believe there are.’

‘My lady, I don’t know, but the other day, when I was fetching some fruit, I overheard the villagers talk about people being murdered in the middle of the night. The way the bodies were massacred indicated that it was not the work of a human but rather an animal or something worse, supernatural.’

‘These simpletons believe what they want to believe, my dear Miho. There is most likely a murderer amongst them that their relatives are trying to protect by concocting outlandish stories. ‘

‘The corpses had parts missing, they were, well, eaten, my Lady. And yes, I understand that there are humans that involve themselves in cannibalism, but this? I am not sure what to think. I do choose to go with the villagers’ version.’

‘Miho, your beliefs are your own and I will not try to change your views. I just think that it is always wise to stay rational and objective in the face of the unknown. Don’t you think?’

‘Yes, I agree with the last bit, my Lady. And, if I may, that could be applied to our commitments to men. Don’t you think, my Lady? Because it is a large unknown in who we meet and who they are as a person. My Lady…please give this new suitor a chance. Do not scare them off as you usually do.’

She almost bit her tongue at her impertinence, but she could not hold that all inside. Awaiting a scolding, she knelt completely still.

‘I know, Miho. I know. I will try. Thank you.’

You looked at the maid and a sad smile was all you could give her.

‘You may go now. I need to get some sleep now. It will be a big day.’

The maid bowed and left almost as quietly as she arrived, leaving you to the night ahead.

After she left, you finished off the last of your evening beauty routine and headed off to your futon. But sleep was hard to capture and you laid there listening to the rain and wind battering the outer walls of the courtyard and the roof over you. In foul weather, you were extra grateful for the safety of your vast and well-built family home. All the world’s evil felt far away and not real.

When you at last fell into slumber, your sleep was not a calm one. You were visited by dreams haunted by samurai demons, monsters with several eyes and arms, creatures breathing fire and ice, and bloody corpses left in their trail. The most vivid and memorable one was that of a young male, with long flowy hair and a bloodred katana standing on the background of a purple crescent moon. He had six eyes and everything around him was purple.

But as deep sleep took over, all the monsters vanished leaving you to recover and rest, for tomorrow was to be the day that changed the course of your life, even if you yourself were not yet aware of that.

Tagging: @doumadono @muzansfangs @crescentmoontsuki @horror4themasses @starsinthesworld

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ch3rriiii-bunn · 1 month

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Hiii! I was really hoping you could do an nsfw / fluff Kokushibo x fem! Reader and Kokushibo comes home after a long day and he was feeling like he wants to relieve stress by having sex with his wife. (aka the reader)

I really hope this made sense to you because I’m not the best with words.

Btw I really liked the Overstimulated/praise (I think is what it was) with giyuu!

After hours

Paring: Kokushibou x Fem!reader

Synopsis: taking his and your stress away

Content: Modern day au, husband Michikatsu, ceo husband, assistant wife, mention of drinking wine but no one is drunk. just a buzz, light fluff, sex on the couch, praising, spurting, light aftercare, pussy drunk Michikatsu, mating press

Word count: 2.1k

A/n: AHH THANK U!! yall have no idea how much I giggled writing that giyuu fic🤭

Working in the same company as your husband was great. You both made good money, had great positions in your field of work, and had the support of staff members in the company when you announced your engagement years ago. Although, some suspected the relationship between you two would escalate since it's common for a ceo to have a thing for his assistant

You and Michikatsu, of course, learned to keep your personal life separate from work life. However, life always has its ups and downs, and for these past couple of months, work has been piling up more than usual. Work was stressing you both out lately, especially Michikatsu. The number of projects and overtime you both had to do definitely delayed any personal time. Luckily, you finished your work early on a Friday evening, and you told Michikatsu.

He frowned. That means you were able to go home now that you've completed your work, but he was reluctant to let you go. "Can't you stay a bit longer?" Kokushibou firmly said, trying to stay professional, but he just couldn't. He wanted you to stay longer and tried to find some reason for not leaving him just yet. You raised your brow with a soft smirk on your face.

"I didn't know you've gotten so attached me to at work. We're supposed to keep this professional, Mr. Tsugikuni," you teased. Michikatsu's eyes softened at you, along with his facial expression. "You're my assistant. Yet you're also my wife. Is it so bad I'm attached to you, even during work hours, Mrs. Tsugikuni?" Michikatsu replied with his brow raised at you.

You chuckled. "It's not bad, my love. However, I do want to go home now. I love your company, but if I stay in this building any longer, I'll scream," You sarcastically say, but you needed to take this chance and go home. "You should hurry up too. We've been basically living here in this building with the amount of overtime we've been doing," you grinned and gave Michikatsu a pleading look.

Michikatsu stayed silent for a moment before letting out a sharp sigh. "Okay. I'll try and finish early. See you when I get home," Michikatsu leaned back in his chair, stretching before getting back to his room after exchanging his goodbyes with you. His eyes watched as you left, admiring you, his beautiful wife, but then his eyes watched how your hips swayed as you walked, especially in the black shirt and your black tights hugging your legs.

"Fuck... okay okay, back to work. No more distractions," Michikatsu said to himself. Hours went by, and Michikatsu was done. It was 8:30pm when he finished and then arrived at his shares home with you at 9pm. "I'm home," Michikatsu announced his arrival as he came inside the house, taking off his shoes and coat. "Hi! Come in the living room." You peek your head from around the coner and gesture for him to come towards you.

Michikatsu made his way to the living room, tired out of his mind to argue, and then, his eyes lit up a bit. He wasn't expecting a dinner since you and him ate before at the office. However, he wasn't expecting you to have this romantic setup. You had some candles lit, they smelled like vanilla, and you had two glasses of wine set on the mini table in front of the couch, next to a bottle of wine.

You smiled at Michikatsu. His lips curled into an upside, and he made his way towards you. His hands reach out to your waist and pull you close to him and give you a peck on the lips. "You know you could've taken my card to buy the wine," he reminded you, but you shook your head. "You spoil me. So let me spoil you tonight." You smiled at him. Michikatsu got a bit flustered, and you even saw how his cheeks started to turn pink. Now, having a small blush on his face.

"I should go shower-" "no~ come stay here with me. You're acting like you're all sweaty or something," you playfully sniffed Michikatsu, and he chuckled. He placed his hand on your head, petting you for a moment before sitting down on the couch. Once seated, you poured wine for you both and then handed Michikatsu his glass.

You both did a cheers and sipped on the drinks. Michikatsu wasn't one to always start a conversation. He only spoke when needed and always let you start and carry the conversations. He felt the buzz in his body from the wine, and he sure you felt it too since you seem more relaxed instead of being hyper focused like you would at work.

Michikatsu put his arm around you, listening to you speak, but his eyes just wondered your face. From your lips, cheeks, nose, and all over, he just couldn't get enough. It's like his mind was somewhere else. You continue rambling about date ideas. You suggest multiple date ideas for future days off and even suggesting kokushibo to try out new hobbies with you.

You pause midway through your sentence and raise your brow at Michikatsu. "Are you listening?" You asked, holding your half empty glass and paying more attention to his gaze upon you. He was so close, and it felt like you were about to have your first kiss all over again just from his gaze, looking like he wanted to kiss you right now.

Michikatsu nodded. "Uh huh... yeah, painting sounds nice to do on the weekend," he said as his tone got slowly. He had to think to himself while staring into your eyes. How long has it been since he was this close to you other than sleeping next to you in the bed and besides kissing you Good morning and goodnight.

Work really held him back from you, and he realized that. "Everything okay, Michi.. ooh," his name faded slowly from your lips once his hand moved its way to your tit and cupped it in his large hand gently. Michikatsu was so close to you now. His touch and this tension was enough to make it feel like the room got hotter. Michikatsu gave you tit a squeeze before letting it go and placing his hand on your back.

"You're beautiful," he said, putting his wine glass down and cupping your cheek with his other hand and having your body lean back a bit on the couch. "You picked a good night to wear these shorts. You have such pretty legs," he said seductively, pushing you down light onto the couch to be above you. "Michikatsu~" you whispered, closing your eyes as you feel his hand find its way to your inner thigh and grabbing your flesh.

"Even at work. You wear the same office uniform but to see you in your skirt and tights today? It took everything out of me to not rip them off and have my way with you on my desk," his deep voice whispered against your ear. You hold onto his shoulders, feeling your body heat up and bit your bottom lip, holding back a moan once his lips made contact with your neck.

His kisses her so soft for a few moments until he really started to get into it. His breaths become heavier, and you gasped once you felt his lips apply more pressure with each kiss kiss. "I want you, i need you," his voice rasped and restrained himself from continuing until you answered him. "Can we do it? I want to make you feel so good on my cock" Michikatsu's hands hold onto your hips as he slowly grinds himself over your clothed cunt.

"Mhm~ mm," you nod quickly, rolling your hips up to match the rhythm of his grind. "No. I need words, love. Tell me you want it~" Michikatsu said between hitched breaths as he grinded his growing election harder. "I want you. I want you, Michikatsu~" You looked at him, your eyes half yet looking at him with such need. "Good girl." Michikatsu grinned and went back to kissing your neck while having his hands go up your top.

"Careful with the biting, you'll leave marks," you warned Michikatsu with a soft whine, but he only chuckles. "Are you worried others at the office will notice them? Fine. I'll leave my marks where no one but you and I can see them." he smirked, lifing up your shirt over your tips and stopped at your collar bone. "No bra? It's like you wanted me all a long, haven't you, babe? " Michikatsu licked his lips and helped you take off your top and throwing it to the side.

Michikatsu pulled your shorts, along with your panties off, and brought his lips to your tit where. His lips captured your hard nipple in his mouth and began to swirl his tongue around it lightly before sucking on it. Your back arches from his tough, and you moaned with some grunts mixed in once his mouth sucked on random parts around your tits, biting and sucking until the spots turned a deep purple.

"Open your legs for me, sweetheart." Michikatsu pushed his hand between your opening legs, placing three fingers on your pussy and began to rub your clit in big, slow cirlces. "I've kept you pent up, haven't I? You're already this wet for me," Michikatsu hummed as he went to suck on your other nipple. "Michikatsu, Michikatsu~" you moaned his name with heavy breaths as your hips roll in circles to his touch.

"Easy baby. You'll have me soon enough. Be a good girl and cum for me frist" Michikatsu's fingers begin to move in faster cirlces and applying more pressure. "Cum for me and I'll give you this cock you've been so hungry for" Michikatsu said as his jaw clenched, feeling your wetness on his fingertips and your thobbing clit.

You've grown so sensitive from the pent-up sexual frustration that you were close already. His words alone were enough to push you over the edge. Just the thought of having your husband's cock inside you after so long drove you crazy and had you cumming in seconds. Michikatsu's fingers rubbed your clit faster until you were holding onto his muscular biceps and your mouth hung open with loud moans as you cum.

"That's it. You did so well, so proud of you. Ride it out on my fingers, baby." Michikatsu slowed down his finger motions until you calmed down from your orgasm and placed a sweet kiss on your cheek. Michikatsu quickly moved his hand away to hurry and unbuckle his belt and to free his hard cock from his pants, not being able to take his pants tightening around it anymore.

Once his cock was free, you saw it stand tall with its usual curve and looking even bigger then you last remembered. Michikatsu already had pre cum oozing from the tip and he grabbed his cock and smered his pre cum around on your pussy. He wasted no time, he watched you as he put his tip inside and then thrusting his hips forward to yours to get all of his cock balls deep inside you.

"Holy shit- fuck" Michikatsu let out a shaking, deeply moean once he was inside and gripped onto the back of your thighs tightly. He leaned forward, making his pelvis press down on yours. You cry out in the overalwhelming pleasure already, but Michikatsu kissed your lips. "Are you ok, my love?" He asked, refraining from thrusting his hips, but instead, he gives thigh thrusts, humping you softly and waiting until you're okay for him to move.

"Yeah~ keep goin'," you whined, and your head falls back onto the pillow. Your arms wrapped around Michikatsu's back and your nails digged into his dress shirt as he thrust his hips, moaning with each thrust from his big, curved cock hitting your gapot repeatedly. Michikatsu couldn't even wait to undress himself fully. He needed you now. He wanted to fuck you, he needed too.

"Come here," kokushibo muttered and leaned in for a sloppy, heated kiss. Hearing kokushibo's deep moans and his whimpers in the kiss and his tounge, French kissing with you made your pussy throb. Your pussy clenches down on his cock and Michikatsu slowed down his thrusts for a moment and pulled away from the kiss, having a thin line of Silvia connecting you two for the moment.

"I got too carried away and didn't realize how these clothes are restricting my moments," Michikatsu pulled down his pants and almost ripped off his dress shirt off his body. You admire his musclar physique and even caress your hand over his pecs. "Hold these for me, sweetheart. I'm going to fuck you harder" Michikatsu pushed your legs back and then grabbed your hands to put them on the back of your thighs.

He wanted you to hold your legs back for him and before you could fully processes anything eles, he had already put his cock back inside you and immediately, his thrusts were much faster and much more rough. You moan loudly, his skin was slapping against yours and you heard the sounds of your wet pussy every time Michikatsu's cock thrusted in and out of you.

"Oh listen to those sweet moans. Moan for me baby, scream for me. Let the neighbors here just how good I'm fucking my pretty, sexy wife. Fuucckk~ your pussy feels so good. So good~" Michikatsu's said as his moans slowly turned into whimpers from how good your pussy was making him feel. He brought a hand to your pussy and used his thumb to rub your clit while fucking you and his other hand gripping onto the couch cushion.

"Kokushibo! I'm gonna~ haa" you announced your close, you look down to see your slick coated on Michikatsu's cock and had your mouth hung open with loud moans. "Yeah? Cum. Now," he demanded, clenching his jaw and watching how your tits bounced with his powerful thrusts. "Let me feel it. Get me soaked in your cum" Michikatsu grunts, spitting out more of his dirty words at you while rubbing your clit faster and his heavy balls slapping against your hole.

He lets out a loud groan as he feels you clenched even tighter, almost not letting him go. You squirted, you whimpered, feeling your juices leak down your hole, and some even get on Michikatsu's thighs. "Yeah~ that's what I wanted." Michikatsu pushed your hands away from your thighs and held your legs back in a V shape, caging you in as he put you in a mating press position and pounds his cock inside.

"So close. Oh fuck baby, Gonna fill you up. Gonna, You. Up- fuck, fuck aaah!~" Michikatsu choked on a moan and whispered loudly as he slams into you, making his tip kiss your cervix as he releases his thick load inside you. There was a lot of his cum spilling inside. You catch your breath with Michikatsu and moaned as you feel some of his cum leak out, even with him still inside.

Michikatsu catches his breath, his musclar thighs even trembling after finally cumming and pulled out slowly. Kokushibo watched as you legs rest and he leaned down to give each of your knees a kiss. "I'll clean the mess up." He said and you both had a small laugh. Kokushibo grabbed some tissues to help clean you up down there so not so much of his cum would leak out as he picked you up and began to head upstairs.

"I could've walked up the stairs to take a bath, Michikatsu." You rest your head on his shoulder and have your arms wrapped around him. "Who said we were done?" Michikatsu asked, and you tensed up. He wasn't done? He wanted more? You looked at him for a moment and then saw him take you to the bedroom.

"I got us an off day tomorrow. So let's keep fucking until we pass out" kokushibo smirked and shut the door behind him.

#demon slayer smut #kny smut #michikatsu x reader #michikatsu smut #kny michikatsu #kokushibo smut #kokushibo x reader

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ladykibutsuji · 11 months

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“A HELPING HAND”

Tsugikuni Brothers x Reader

Yoriichi x Reader x Michikatsu / Kokushibo

MODERN AU

Fluff

This is connected to my Series named "Treat you better" but the timeline is different for it happened around their Senior High School Years. (A flashback/Backstory in short)

(PART 2 FOR "TREAT YOU BETTER" WILL BE RELEASED AFTER THIS.)

The final exams were approaching so as expected you had a lot of school works to do.

What a bad timing isn't it?

You couldn't fully focus on your school works and project due to the problems you are having at the moment, especially your "problems" at home.

Because of these distractions, school works keep on increasing and it was getting harder day by day to catch up.

Papers scattered all around your room, books tossed over to the side, ballpens on the floor, broken pencil on your side and a broken cup of coffee laying onto the cold ground.

"Fuck this!" You cussed under your breath while you placed your fingers in your hair.

You have been trying to catch up with your school works from morning to night and still now you still had a lot to do it was like nothing was progressing at all. Even your problems at home keep on getting worser and worser.

Your best friend Aizetsu offered to help but you shut them down including your other friends aswell, it was too much for you to handle at the moment and you didn't want to relay on them.

BUZZ BUZZ

You ignored the notifications coming from your phone as you continued writing on a piece of paper, one hand moving onto the paper and your other supporting your head.

RING RING

Someone was ringing you up and you got annoyed by this so you just decided to mute your phone and went back to doing your thing.

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WITH YORIICHI AND MICHIKATSU:

"tch, she won't answer". Michikatsu huffed, he was basically spam calling the girl to get her to answer.

Yoriichi then gave him a concerned look, he was very worried for Y/N since she was acting off for the past few days and not to mention, a high schooler who was a friend of Y/N told yoriichi that she have been avoiding her own friendgroup.

Michikatsu let out a sigh and rolled his eyes at yoriichi, "This may sound stupid but we should drive over to her house to check her well-being."

"I agree" The younger brother answered without hesitation.

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BACK WITH Y/N

You accidentally fell asleep while doing your school works. You were getting comfortable in your sleep until you heard a knock on your bedroom's door

KNOCK KNOCK

You woke up to the sounds of the knocking. irritated, you went over to the door and only opened it half-way. At the door was your maid Kyushina who came to inform you about something

"Lovely night isn't it ma'am L/N? My apologies if I am interrupting you right now I just want to let you know that you have Two visitors outside."

Without Kyushina mentioning the name you already knew who it is. "Tell them I'm not available." You said in a annoyed tone, Kyushina bowed her head before walking away "As you wish Ma'am L/N."

You then shut the door harshly which made the maid flinched.

After a few minutes you just sat in your chair and Continued on doing your project. You were about to finish it until a loud noise caught your attention. Curious you decided to check it out yourself so you walked downstairs

"Sir no! You can't visit her! Ma'am L/N's orders!"

"listen great sirs I know you are worried about ma'am L/N but we are going to get fired if you interrupt her!"

"I'M NOT GONNA STOP UNTIL SHE SHOWS HERSELF"

"brother please calm down"

"sir keep your voice down please!"

You peeked over and saw 4 of your securities struggling against the brothers and your maid Kyushina panicking and trying to convince them that you want no visitor while the other maids were terrified watching the scene Infront of them.

Feeling hopeless, you gave in and decided to fix this issue yourself since the securities and maids wasn't doing much.

"it's fine, let go of them" you demanded as the securities and maid looked at you obeying your orders.

They then walked away, leaving you with the twin brothers.

"Y/N? You look sick are you okay?" Yoriichi asked as he rushed to you, you gave him a nod.

Michikatsu walked towards the both of you slowly and as he was approaching closer he noticed how your body and face changed.

Your eyes and nose were swollen, your hair was very messy and your smell...not to mention you looked like you haven't eaten for days.

Michikatsu then placed his hand on your head gently patting it "Y/N, Tell us what happened." He asked though it was more like he was DEMANDING an answer

You wanted to lie and say that you are okay but before you could answer your head started to hurt and your vision became blurry in a second all these lead you to lost balance of yourself.

You thought you were going to land on the floor but yoriichi catched your whole body on time while michikatsu held your left hand tight.

"Are you okay?" They asked in a sync.

You couldn't answer properly since your head hurts a lot so yoriichi assisted you to sit down to the nearest couch.

Michikatsu got you a glass of water and you drank the water quickly, "Slow down." Michikatsu said. You were drinking like you haven't drink water for the whole day.

"So mind explaining to-" Yoriichi interrupted his older brother "Brother, I don't think Y/N is in the perfect condition right now to answer our questions. We should let her rest first"

Michikatsu was annoyed by the way yoriichi interrupted him but he understands yoriichi's point so he just huffed.

"I-i'm completely" she stuttered saying the full sentence and was trying to get up though it was obvious she was struggling on her knees "-fine"

Michikatsu stopped her from standing up and told her to rest there until she's completely fine, "Your body language doesn't say so." The older brother stated.

"you don't understand, I have to get up.." she took a deep breath "The deadline is in 2 days I still have a lot to do if I don't finish this I will fail and my parents will..."

Michikatsu sighed at you for being stubborn. Seeing you at your state he decided to lend you a helping hand. "I see, you have been stressing about your academics huh? no need to worry I and yoriichi will help you finish them up.", Yoriichi then looked at his brother "It's rare for you to hel-"

"shut up", with that michikatsu called Y/N's maids to help her. "I don't wanna be burden, I can't accept this" despite trying to decline their helping hand yoriichi and michikatsu didn't listened to you and they left you with no other choice than to accept their offer.

When the maids arrive they quickly assisted Y/N, bringing her food and drinks while yoriichi asked where she placed her school works. "In my room but I must say it's very chaotic there right now." You stated while eating onigiri, "permission to enter your room?" Yoriichi asked in a calm manner

You gave him a slight nod and after your approval both of them assured you that they will help you finish your school works within the day.

Upon arriving at your room yoriichi couldn't help but noticed alot of papers scattered all around and still broke cup of glass on the floor "We should clean this up first" yoriichi suggested and michikatsu just nodded his head.

TIME SKIP

After eating and taking a warm bath, you fell asleep on the guest room since your room was occupied with the tsugikuni Brothers helping you with school works.

You were sleeping soundly when you heard a gentle knock on your door which made you wake up, "Come in" you said in a sleepy tone

The younger tsugikuni brother opened the door and greeted you asking you about your condition and you just replied that you are a bit more relaxed now. He then sat on your other side of bed

"my older brother is almost done with your other project and I already did my part so I came here to check on you"

You then sat up on her bed and thanked yoriichi "I'm really sorry for making you guys do my homework" she added. "no you shouldn't be sorry, we saw how stressed you are and we don't want you to stress out because of academics. After all I don't want my future wife suffering we are friends right?" Yoriichi said with a smile

You returned him a smile, "do you wanna hangout today? to lighten up your mood" yoriichi suggested to which you happily nodded at.

"wait let me get ready" you said and yoriichi gave you a slight nod and walked out of your guest room.

After getting ready, you then went downstairs and found yoriichi there waiting for you.

"where's michikatsu?" You asked tilting your head. Yoriichi was only expecting for the both of you to be hanging out though it's okay for him to have his brother tag along but he really was expecting a little date on a hangout just between the both of you

"oh right, wait I'll call him" yoriichi rushed towards the stairs calling for his brother, after a few minutes michikatsu came down stairs and immediately asked you if you were doing okay to which you said "Yes, I'm doing fine thanks for checking up on me"

"good to know, also do you have any ideas on where we are supposed to hangout?" He asked yoriichi, yoriichi was just quiet because he actually didn't think of a place.

You noticed that yoriichi was too quiet so you just answered for him and decided to bring them to a park that is 20 minutes away. "What about we go at Asaoki park? It's also surrounded by a lot of cafes and cute restaurants" you suggested. Yoriichi agreed at your idea and so did michikatsu.

Michikatsu did the driving and yoriichi sat in the passenger's seat while you in the back. you were getting close to your destined location but michikatsu said something that caught your whole attention

"I couldn't sleep properly for the past few days ever since you have been avoiding us." He paused for a bit looking at the other side of the road "You should of have atleast opened up to us it's quite unfair when we are with you through your joyful days but can't be with you through sorrow."

Hearing his words you realized that he has a point, you can't be pushing your friends who's Just trying to help you..

You realized that they care about you more than you think which made you smiled genuinely.

Yoriichi noticed this through the mirror in the car's front, "that's more like it." He said finally having peace in him since you were getting better.

After a few more minutes you finally arrived at the park and you parked at the parking area. Yoriichi got out first opening the car door for you to exit while michikatsu followed after him

Entering the park, the 3 of you were mesmerized by the beautiful scenery it was indeed relaxing a perfect place to chill and relax if you are stressed.

Yoriichi had to excuse himself for a bit because someone was ringing his phone leaving you with michikatsu for a short while. The both of you decided to sit down at the nearest bench enjoying the calm environment.

It was silent for a while until michikatsu spotted a cute kitten near the other bench, he excused himself to you since he was planning to take the kitten and carry it back to you but unfortunately when he got a hold of the kitten some random stranger with a brown hair and green eyes approached you.

"hey there cutie~ looking sexy today do you wanna go out?" The random guy asked though it was clearly displayed on your face that you had such no interest In this.

"no." You declined but this didn't stop the stranger from trying to annoy you over and over again, michikatsu noticed your discomfort so he decided to take things onto his hands.

Michikatsu approached you and secured your waist using his arm while the other was holding a kitten, he pulled you close to him making you shocked at his sudden actions

"Do you have any problems with my girlfriend sir?" Michikatsu asked slightly tilting his head while giving him a death glare. The glare was enough to send shivers down the guy's spine.

The guy then broke a sweat and chuckled nervously "uuh no! I was just asking her for directions I'm a bit lost..i-i'll get going!" The guy quickly rushed out from both your sights.

Even when the guy was no longer in sight, michikatsu still haven't let go of your waist thus still making you still close to each other. You didn't even noticed how red you were and michikatsu was just staring at you calmly asking you if you were okay

Someone from behind you cleared their throat which caught his and your attention. Michikatsu quickly pulled away from you letting go of your waist and distancing himself. Yoriichi tilted his head "did something happened while I was gone?" He asked curiously.

The both of you answered 'no' but yoriichi was still suspicious about this, michikatsu then noticed that yoriichi have a little box in his hand, "what's that?" He asked

"a gift for Y/N" he happily answered, he walked closer to her and gave the small box to you and when you opened it there was a Heliotrope inspired necklace inside.

[Heliotrope symbolizes enternal love]

When You saw this you smiled and let out an 'aweee' sound "thank you yori!" You thanked him quickly putting the necklace on your neck while michikatsu and yoriichi watched you.

"no problem, it does reminds me of how I feel about you but I should of have gotten you a yellow hyacinth too since it reminds me of how I just felt a minute prior"

[Yellow Hyacinth symbolizes jealousy]

You didn't really know the meaning of the yellow hyacinth and heliotrope flowers so you just assumed that he probably thinks of you as a good friend while michikatsu only knowing what the heliotrope means just looked at yoriichi.

You finally found a good cafe from around the park to chill for a bit and as soon as you entered you noticed 2 girls drooling over the tsugikuni Brothers, you just sighed at this because who wouldn't find them attractive?

You were at the counter saying the tsugikuni's brothers orders and yours and when you were just about to pay for the food and drinks someone else managed to do it first.

"michikatsu? I told you it was my treat" you scolded.

"oops"

You pouted and he just gave you a smile with a peace sign on his hand, the both of you then walked over to where yoriichi is seating.

"so how's your acting lessons?" You asked the both of them to which they replied both replied "It's fine"

"I got a job offer, I'll probably take it after I finished my senior year." Michikatsu added, "are you seriously thinking about that offer from that guy?" Yoriichi asked Michikatsu in a more disgusted tone, The both just stared at each other for a short while until you broke the silence

"who's that guy?" You asked, yoriichi was about to open his mouth when michikatsu interrupted him "Forget it."

You just tilted your head In confusion and just let it pass since it looks like a sensitive topic for the both of them. Your orders then arrived after a few minutes and you happily ate in peace

"we should go to an arcade after this is done!" You suggested while happily eating your dessert, michikatsu and yoriichi agreed since it's been a while they went to an arcade.

After finishing your meals the 3 of you went to the nearest arcade, it was a big arcade and there are a few people who's playing at the machines. Yoriichi went to pay for the tokens so you guys could play and as soon as the tokens arrived you dragged both the brothers to the photo booth.

At first this wasn't so familiar to both the brothers so they just followed the instructions said by the voice inside the booth, the 3 of you sat in the chair. Yoriichi on the left Michikatsu on the right and you in the middle imagine getting sandwiched by fine brothers

Please choose a filter

You clicked on the normal one

Please stare at the camera ready?

Yoriichi muttered a 'yes' which wasn't really needed so you just slightly giggled at him

1..2..3

The 3 of you posed at the 1st shot taken and continued on doing different poses until the 6th Shot.

Perfect! Your image is being printed.

Upon hearing this you went outside the booth to collect the picture and the two brothers followed after you after receiving the picture you looked at the photo like a big idiot smiling you couldn't help it due to the fact that both the brothers were so fine and you being in the middle was the icing on the top.

"we should go there" yoriichi pointed at the claw machine and michikatsu huffed "That machine is a scam."

"well there's no harm if we just try" you said as yoriichi smiled happily approaching the claw machine, michikatsu who already got trauma for spending hundreds on this machine and still not getting any price he went to a different machine not so far away from the both of you

"calm down...focus" you said as yoriichi was moving the claw trying to find the perfect chance to drop, the both of you were so focus and invested in the machine that when the claw landed and managed to grip on a cute bunny plushie you were basically excited encouraging yoriichi to go on and yoriichi was still very focused.

After what seems like years the claw finally dropped the bunny plushie on the right spot, yoriichi muttered a 'yey' while you congratulated him for winning the price.

Yoriichi then grabbed the plushie just to give it to you, "are you sure?" You asked, you feel really bad since he just gave you a necklace a little while ago but yoriichi just gave you a smile and respond "Of course, it's for you after all you are going through your hell days aren't you? Think of this as a little gift for surviving"

You hugged him for being kind and yoriichi returned the hug, luckily for him since he was taller than you and you were still hugging him you couldn't notice the blush and smile he had on his face but the brother from the other machine noticed it

You accepted the plushie and you were basically patting its head "so cute" you expressed while yoriichi thought that you were cuter

JACKPOT JACKPOT

The loud Jackpot sound caught your and yoriichi's attention, it was michikatsu hitting the jackpot and earning about 10k Tickets

You and yoriichi then went over to michikatsu amazed by how he managed to hit the jackpot since the machine he was playing was pretty complicated, you didn't even know how it works

"congrats brother" yoriichi congratulated him and michikatsu nodded. Since there were still plenty of tokens left you decided to try a different machines with the brothers.

There were some competitive games and yoriichi always beated michikatsu which made michikatsu more eager to beat his brother, yoriichi noticing how his brother is still struggling to fight against him he just let him wins.

After the tokens ran out, michikatsu said that he will be converting his tickets into the arcade card he still has, "I still have plenty of tickets left in my arcade card since I sometimes hangout in some arcades when I'm bored, I'll just be converting my new tickets onto this card." With that he walked to the counter leaving you seating on the waiting area with yoriichi who was drinking water.

While waiting you decided to have a little chat with yoriichi about your life and you didn't even noticed that minutes have passed.

You felt a warm jacket on your shoulders only to find michikatsu's hand on your shoulders with a new jacket that's in dark purple.

"I thought that this would suit you." He expressed while yoriichi agreed at his brother's opinion.

"Well it's still pretty early don't you think we should go to the nearest beach and watch the sunset? I really want to see the sunset today.." you pleaded and michikatsu took a look on his watch

"the nearest beach is about 1 hour away, and it's currently 5:45 do you think we can make it? There might be a traff-" he stopped talking when he saw your cute face begging him to take you to the nearest beach, he couldn't resist that face of yours so he sighed "Fine, we'll do something about it."

The 3 of you rushed over to the car, and as soon as you got into the car michikatsu gave the both of you a warning "buckle up, this ride will be fast." After you and yoriichi buckled up michikatsu took a deep breath and oh boy....it was a really chaotic ride.

Michikatsu was speeding over the limits and it was a miracle of how a cop isn't onto the 3 of you yet.

Yoriichi was pretty chill about it despite of the speed but you were literally telling him to calm down a bit because there were people on the streets and you might accidentally crash into another car or worse a truck.

After a few minutes you arrived just in time.

6:50

After michikatsu parked the car, you and the brothers decided to watch at the bridge that is just above the beach. It was a perfect place to watch the sunset since it was on clear view.

Upon arriving at the bridge you sat on a bench while yoriichi sat besides you and michikatsu on the back of the bench just standing resting his arms on the back.

"why won't you seat?" You asked, "It's wet." He responded

"so?"

"I don't want to get myself dirty."

"it's just water"

"so?"

You just sighed, this man was sassy as hell.

The sun was already coming down, seeing the sunset was kinda relaxing.

Michikatsu then rested his chin on your shoulders while yoriichi was holding your hand, you took a deep breathe enjoying this moment because you may never get a moment like this again

"the sunset is beautiful isn't it?" You asked.

"I still think the moon is more beautiful"

OFF-SCREEN

• Michikatsu didn't want to let go of your waist but he had to because his younger brother was there.

• Yoriichi was actually planning to buy you a hairclip aswell but didn't had time to do so because he saw Michikatsu holding your waist.

• This story is inspired by my real life situation where I am stressed out by academics and life problems the only difference is I had no one to be there for me in times of needs.

DEAR READER,

If you are ever stressed about academics or other problems please take a break! Everybody deserves a good break.

Taking care of yourself is important and thank you so much for reading this<3

#kimetsu no yaiba #kny #fanfiction #demon slayer #yoriichi x reader #michikatsu x reader #kokushibo

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