#model muzan au

[xxlady-lunaxx]

Will you love me? | {KokuZan}

Theme: Floof mostly

Note: Modern AU? They're sons of two businessmen who are working together (idk make it up), they're not dating yet- 

Muzan's dating Uta (I DONT SHIP THIS OK ITS JS FOR THE PLOT)

Koku's single :3 

aaand a bit of YoriiUta

×××

Yoriichi had always been the favorite. The favorite child, the media's favorite, the school's favorite. Michikatsu shadowed him almost always, only approached so people could get Yoriichi's number. Occasionally, people would go up to Michikatsu to get to know him, but it usually involved ulterior motives such as gaining fame or having some 'friend with benefits'. It tended to be women who were like this and, in fact, Michikatsu had absolutely no interest in them.

Days, months, years of being overshone by Yoriichi made life pretty much like being the background actor in a show—nobody knew or cared who you were, barely even noticed you. Sometimes even his own parents.

So it was strange when, one day, his parents told them both that they would be working with some other business. They invited the family who owned the business over for dinner. Interestingly, they also had a son, around Michikatsu and Yoriichi's age. The three of them were sent upstairs so the adults would talk about 'more important matters.'

The son was a bit on the shorter side with short, cropped black hair and intense red eyes. His name was Muzan, he said. But it wasn't about who he was, or how he looked. More about where his attention was drawn to.

Usually, people turned to Yoriichi, having recogonized him from some modeling in a magazine Michikatsu had never heard about before. But this time, Muzan addressed Michikatsu first with, what seemed like, genuine curiosity in his gaze.

"You're Michikatsu, right?" he asked.

Michikatsu and Yoriichi both stared at him, stunned. Having expected the attention to be droven to his younger brother, Michikatsu had already positioned himself behind Yoriichi. So when Muzan had spoken, not to Yoriichi, but to Michikatsu, the twins both stood there, half wondering if this was their imagination.

Then, perhaps getting a grip of himself, Yoriichi, relieved, drew the spotlight onto Michikatsu, stepping back to give the two space.

"I... Yeah, I am," Michikatsu said. He wondered how Yoriichi did this, constantly having to talk to random people he'd never met before but seemed to know way too much about him. Or just having to talk to people in general. "Uh... How do you know me?"

Muzan laughed. "You're the brother of Mr. Famous here, how would I not know you?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. 

"Yeah, well, nobody bothers to learn my name," Michikatsu said scornfully. He sounded childish. Oh, whatever.

"Why not?" Muzan asked, frowning.

Yoriichi let out a breath.

"Yoriichi, here, is always the center of attention," Michikatsu said, trying to sound lighthearted. "People love him best."

"I'd prefer if they didn't, though," Yoriichi interjected, sounding guilty. "I dislike it."

Michikatsu lifted a shoulder. "Guess we're born to get everything we don't want."

"I get that," Muzan said, nodding. "Uta—my girlfriend—is always being pushed aside when people recognize me in public."

Girlfriend? And, for seemingly no reason, Michikatsu felt a momentary frown curve his lips down—before catching himself and plastering on a smile. "Well, welcome to the club to her, then..."

Muzan shook his head. "It's got to be very annoying, hasn't it? Personally, I like being in attention," he admitted, a grin growing on his face, before falling. "But it's hard for Uta, which makes it hard for our relationship in general."

"Ah. Maybe we should meet sometime. You and Yoriichi can walk down a red carpet and Uta and I could be your shadows..." Michikatsu offered. What kind of person was Uta? If she experienced something similar to himself, would Muzan perhaps be interested in Michikatsu in the future...? 

Yoriichi shook his head. "I'd rather be the shadow."

"Well, you don't always get what you want," Michikatsu said, a bitter laugh growing on his tongue.

Muzan sighed. "Sorry."

"What?" both of the Tsugikuni's asked, turning back to him.

"I'm the only one content with my position-ish," Muzan said, shrugging. "I feel bad."

"What, did you cause all of this?" Michikatsu asked, raising an eyebrow.

"...yep. I... cast a magic spell on you before you were born to get exactly what you don't want," Muzan said, raising his hands and wiggling his fingers in what was probably supposed to look like a sinister move—but looked ridiculous.

Yoriichi rolled his eyes.

"You look younger than us," Michikatsu said, lips quirking in a smile.

"...I am. But that doesn't matter," Muzan said, frowning. 

"Whatever you say."

×××

They ended up meeting Uta only a couple days later. Muzan had visited again with his parents and had brought her along. Yoriichi and Uta seemed to get along quickly—though their personalities seemed like polar opposites. Uta was like a ball of sunshine, very enthusiastic and Michikatsu wondered why she was neglected by the public. But, then again, Michikatsu had always been the social one.

"Uta seems nice," Michikatsu remarked, as he and Muzan wandered over to a different room.

"Yep! She's very sweet," Muzan said. Then paused, looking uncomfortable. "Oh, but there's something else..."

Michikatsu tilted his head in his direction. "Hm?"

"Okay, uhm." Muzan looked behind him and, once comfirming that nobody was there, turned back. "Don't tell her, okay?"

Michikatsu raised an eyebrow. "Tell her what?"

"I'm getting to that! Right, so, uhm... Yeah, I care for her a lot and everything... but..." Muzan hesitated.

"Go on. I won't say anything," Michikatsu assured him.

"Uh... I... I think I'm gay," Muzan blurted out. 

Michikatsu blinked. "What-"

"I don't know, or maybe I'm just bi or whatever. But, like, either I'm just losing feelings for her or I'm realizing I'm not into women because... because there's this other guy who I think I like and, well, yeah. I don't know how to tell her since I really do care about her a lot but, I just... Don't know," Muzan said, defeated.

Michikatsu patted him awkwardly. "You should probably just talk to her about it."

"I know..." Muzan whined. "I don't know how!"

"Don't know how to what?"

Muzan and Michikatsu turned to see Uta and Yoriichi walking towards them.

"Ehm..." Muzan hesitated and glanced at Michikatsu who gave him an encouraging look. 

Uta stopped, giving him a curious smile. "Hm?"

"I... uh... Nevermind. I'll tell you later," Muzan said quickly, plastering on a smile.

Uta nodded. "Alright! I have to go now, also." She waved her phone on the air. "My mother texted me."

"Ohhh, 'kay, 'kay," Muzan agreed. "See you later?"

"Mhm! I'll text you," Uta said with a smile. She turned to Yoriichi. "It was nice meeting you too!"

Yoriichi nodded. "It was."

Uta waved to Michikatsu then bounded towards the stairs on her way out.

Muzan and Michikatsu turned to Yoriichi who was watching Uta go.

"Do... you like her?" Muzan asked, a sly grin growing on his face.

Yoriichi snapped his head towards him, eyes wide. "What? No! Isn't she your girlfriend, anyways?"

Muzan rubbed the back of his head. "Yeah..."

Yoriichi frowned. "Is there something you have to say?"

Muzan lifted a shoulder. "Kinda? I may or may not be losing feelings for her."

Yoriichi raised an eyebrow. "She seems very likeable, though..."

"So you do like her?" Muzan asked, pointing at him. 

"Wha- No!" he protested.

Michikatsu watched them, his own thoughts mulling. So... if Muzan liked this other 'guy', that meant he liked a man, which meant Michikatsu had even more of a chance. Although he wasn't quite sure why it mattered. 

×××

Muzan and Uta started visiting more throughout the following month, on their own time. Michikatsu and Yoriichi occasionally visiting Muzan's house as well. They never went out in public, of course, but it was still very fun. They usually refrained from visiting people or having others visit since usually it turned into a fiasco. But it was fun, now.

Uta and Yoriichi were spending more time together whilst Muzan and Michikatsu were usually elsewhere, and Muzan still hadn't managed to break the news to Uta.

However, finally, Michikatsu persuaded him to tell her, saying it would only worsen their relationship if it continued on.

Muzan finally caved and agreed. So now Michikatsu and Yoriichi were spying on the two as Muzan drew up the courage to tell her.

Uta sat on Muzan's bed, organizing his things since he was, in fact, the messiest person to exist. Muzan entered, his nervousness clear on his face. He sat down beside her and she looked up with a smile.

"Hi!" she said, closing one of the drawers she'd been placing things in.

"Hey... Uhhh, Uta, can I talk to you?" he asked, eyes darting to and fro.

"Of course. What's wrong?" she said, placing her hands on her lap. 

"So... I... want to..." He paused. "Break up?"

She blinked. "What?"

"Sorry. I still care about you a lot, but I think I might be into men. I don't know for sure if it's only, but I don't see myself liking you the way I used to, I guess," Muzan said, talking quickly.

"Oh!" She frowned. "Am I doing something wrong?"

He shook his head frantically. "No, no, you're doing amazingly! I just don't like you... romantically anymore, I'm sorry. It's not your fault."

"Oh. Okay," she said, nodding slowly.

"You're... fine with it?" he asked.

She nodded again. "Its your own choice and your emotions. It's fine."

He smiled. "Thanks. This is why you're the best."

She laughed. "I wouldn't say I'm the best. Will you tell me how you figured this out, though?"

Muzan coughed. "There's... this person I like. A boy. Uhm..."

Uta's eyes lit up, seemingly forgetting the previous conversation. "Tell me about him. Do I know him?"

Muzan nodded. "Yeah."

"What's his name?" she asked.

"I'm... not telling you that," Muzan said, glancing towards where Michikatsu and Yoriichi were hiding.

Uta raised an eyebrow, leaning closer. "Tell me!"

"...Later," he said.

"Promise?"

"...yeah."

×××

"Yoriichi, you like Uta, right?" Muzan asked, leaning against the door frame. Uta had left and hour ago and Michikatsu and Yoriichi were about to go, having been called home by their parents.

Yoriichi shied away, averting his eyes. 

"Just tell her!" Muzan said encouragingly. "...but maybe after she tells you more formally that she and I broke up. Because she doesn't know you were stalking us."

"I wasn't stalking. And Michikatsu was too..." Yoriichi mumbled.

Muzan laughed. "Just do it, okay?"

Yoriichi nodded slowly. "Eventually."

"I didn't know you could be so shy," Michikatsu said pointedly as he and Yoriichi slipped into the backseat of the car quickly, tugging off the masks they had worn to avoid recognition.

"Shut up," Yoriichi huffed, looking away. He paused and looked back. "Don't you like Muzan?"

Michikatsu rolled his eyes, feeling his face heat up. "I do not!"

"Mhm. I've seen how you look at him," Yoriichi said, his own sort of smugness forming on his face as he gained the upperhand. 

"Uhm. I look at him normally!" Michikatsu protested, though he was sure his cheeks betrayed him. 

Yoriichi nodded—though in the most mocking manner. "Yes, very normally. Intensely, too, I may add."

Michikatsu spluttered for a response then opted to cross his arms, looking out the one-sided window as the streets rolled by. 

Did he like Muzan? Probably. Yes, he did. But the thing was, Muzan was probably not into him. He already had his eyes set on someone, he'd said. So... it was time to throw away any wishful thinking and put himself straight.

×××

...It didn't work.

Despite trying to think of anything else, putting his focus into whatever the hell his parents expected of him, literally doing the most random things ever, his mind would wander back to Muzan. It seemed sudden but, maybe, it was just some self-awareness that brought him to realize how much he'd actually been thinking about Muzan.

But then, it didn't matter if he did or didn't like Muzan. There wasn't that high of a chance for Muzan to like him, and he'd just broken up with Uta, so...

And yet.

(rushing this bc i'm lazy LMFAO)

Muzan texted him one day, asking if he wanted to come over. Obviously, Michikatsu said yes. Yoriichi was focused on something or other and was unable to come, so he arrived at the house alone.

Muzan let him in, guiding him to the room, talking about the most random things. They sat down—Muzan on his bed, Michikatsu on a chair. 

"Why'd you invite me over?" Michikatsu asked at one point, when the conversation paused. 

Muzan lifted a shoulder. "Just... bored? I guess?" he said. It was plausible. It just didn't sound genuine.

"Ooookay," Michikatsu said slowly, drawing out the word. "Are you doing anything this week?" he asked.

Muzan thought for a moment. "Yeah. I think I'm busy."

"You think?"

"I didn't look over the schedule," he said, a quick smirk flitting over his face. "They gave it to me and I only saw there was a lot written. I just tossed it aside... somewhere."

Michikatsu raised an eyebrow. "For someone who likes the fame, you're very bad at keeping it."

"Hey, people still love me, no?" Muzan said, flashing him a grin and leaning back against a mountain of pillows. 

Michikatsu laughed. "Sure."

"Anyways... Speaking of love," Muzan said, averting his eyes.

So this was what Muzan had asked him over for. "Yes?" 

"The... You know the boy I liked?" Muzan asked, still no meeting his eyes.

Michikatsu nodded—then realized Muzan couldn't see that. "Yes, I do. Liked? Did you stop liking him?"

"No, no," Muzan said, looking up quickly and shaking his head. "I still like him."

"Ah. Who is it?"

Muzan frowned. "About that."

"Hm?"

"It's you."

Michikatsu took a moment to process the words, staring blankly at Muzan. "...Huh?"

"It's you," Muzan repeated patiently, a slow blush rising in his cheeks. "I like you."

"...What?" Michikatsu had, in fact, still not comprehended what he was hearing.

"I like you, okay? I know it's weird and everything, especially since we haven't even known each other for over a year or whatever, I don't know, I'm sorry," Muzan ranted, stumbling over his words. 

"I... I-" Michikatsu was at loss of what to say, his head spinning. What??

Muzan groaned, grabbing a pillow and stuffing his face in it, screaming through gritted teeth. "Fuuck... Sorry, sorry, forget it all. Forget what I said," he mumbled, his words muffled by the pillow. "Sorry. I don't want to make it weird for you. Pretend I never said anything."

Michikatsu shook his head—realizing not for the first time that Muzan couldn't see him—and said, quietly, "It's not that. I don't... not like you? It's not that I don't like you, I like you, I don't not like you, I didn't know you liked me, I thought you didn't like me, I didn't know you didn't not like me." Then blinked, realizing he wasn't making sense.

Muzan had looked up. "Could you repeat that...?" he asked, after Michikatsu was done with his rant of nonsense. 

"I... Sorry. Yes," Michikatsu said, letting out a breath.

"You don't have to say sorry," Muzan said. 

"...You just said it more times than I did," he pointed it.

"Okay, true, sorry, go on."

Michikatsu raised an eyebrow but said nothing of it. "I meant that my silence wasn't because I dislike you or anything. I do like you... the same way? I think? Assuming you like me romantically... I didn't say anything before because you were dating Uta, and then you weren't really giving signs that you liked me, so..."

Muzan nodded slowly. "So you like me back?—ALSO I DID GIVE SIGNS." 

"You did not. And yes, I do," Michikatsu said with a quick nod, turning his head away, heat flickering in his face.

"Then... can we date?" Muzan asked, so suddenly Michikatsu jolted.

"Wha- I- ...yes," Michikatsu said, his face turning beet red.

Muzan laughed. "What's with all this blushing??"

"I'm... not!" 

"You are."

"Your question was just random," Michikatsu murmured. 

"It wasn't at all. Can I kiss you?" Muzan asked, grinning as Michikatsu turned an impossibly darker shade of red. "Your head is going to burst if you keep blushing."

"I'm... not blushing...!" Michikatsu insisted, though even the stupidest person could tell him he was.

"Sure, but are you going to answer me?" Muzan said, changing the subject.

"...Okay."

"Okay you'll answer or okay I can kiss you?" he asked, putting the pillow aside and standing up.

"...both?" Michikatsu said tentatively, hands fiddling on his lap.

Muzan smiled and promptly plopped onto the desk, a finger curling under Michikatsu's chin, tilting his head up.

"I don't... like this position," Michikatsu mumbled, frowning slightly. 

Muzan quirked an eyebrow. "No? You're still redder than a ripe tomato."

"...shut up."

"Make me," Muzan challenged, eyes glinting with mischief.

Michikatsu was hit with a sudden burst of confidence from who knows where; perhaps he had stolen it from Muzan. Nevertheless, he stood, coming a bit higher than Muzan despite the fact that he was sitting on the desk. He cupped Muzan's head in his hands, pulling him forward slightly. There was a sliver of space between their lips and Michikatsu waited, wondering if this was too much. Then Muzan leaned forward slightly and all was forgotten, his eyes fluttering close as their mouths fit together, the plush of Muzan's lips against his own.

The kiss was brief but sweet and when they pulled apart, they looked away simutaneously, a shy blush powdering their cheeks.

Then the door burst open and they scrambled back; Muzan pressed against the wall behind his desk, Michikatsu nearly tripping over the chair.

Uta barged in, a bag in her hand, arms raised up and a triumphant smile on her face. She took one look at them and quickly left, shutting the door behind her.

Muzan and Michikatsu blinked, then turned to stare at each other. There was a beat of silence before both burst into an awkward, nervous laugh as Michikatsu straightened himself up, fixing the chair. 

"So..." Muzan said casually, hopping down from the desk. 

Michikatsu tilted his head, looking down at him. "Hm?"

"You're my boyfriend now."

"And you're mine," Michikatsu agreed with a faint smile.

"Great. I'm going to go brag to Uta now, considering that she's here already," Muzan said. 

"No, don't-" Michikatsu whined, but Muzan was already striding out the door, deaf to his protests.

×××

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[kimetsu-no-yaiba-writings]

KNY Pokemon Au - Part 3

Here are the other pillars for the Pokemon AU (^-^)  The next part will hopefully be the lower moons and then the upper moons + Muzan 

Tegen Uzui:

Current sound pillar/gym leader

Has a broad range of Pokémon – the more aesthetically pleasing the appearance of the Pokémon the better

He’s an Idol + Model

So he tends to wear the latest fashion and aesthetics but if its something he doesn’t like he won’t wear it

Literally the biggest heartthrob on TV

All of his Pokémon are allowed to free roam except when walking about the city  

His gym is located in a very technological advanced city, it’s a very bright and flashy stage with lots of colour + jewels

Literally excepts any and all requests, demands etc. for a Pokémon battle/challenge – takes everything into his stride

If he wins then he’ll gloat a little bit before handing you a signed copy of his photo, some praise for handling the battle the way you did and ask that you come back again to challenge him

However

If your rude throughout the fight and after - basically if your a sore loser - then he’ll be very irritated and refuse to let you re-challenge for the next month or so just for being “So awfully un-flamboyant!” 

Muichiro Tokito:

Current Mist pillar/Gym leader

Mainly has a love for Ice and Normal – has a couple of water types because they remind him of Tanjiro

Part time Student – He’s a child prodigy

Originally started his journey to find his father and challenge him to a Pokémon battle to bring him back home but unfortunately, he hasn’t successfully found him yet  

Learnt a lot about battling from his uncle

Calm to the point that people think he’s emotionless – this is something that his twin constantly takes the piss out of him for

Muichiro’s Pokémon are only allowed out one at a time unless its the weekend, holidays, if he’s taking a generic break or when he just wants to hang out with them

His uniform is what he usually wears - its smart and practical 

His Gym is literally a replica of his school’s assembly hall

Its also in a sleepy seaside town

Usually quite calm + polite with people who are polite + courteous in return, especially when their challenging him to battles

If their not any of those, expect the most irritated and slightly mocking Muichiro  

Gyomei Himejima:

Current Ground pillar/Gym leader

 Has a liking for Ground, Rock and some Fighting types of Pokémon

His Pokémon are given free range of everywhere - they do have pokeballs but it very rare for them to be returned to them

Gyomei’s Pokémon are all as big as he is or even bigger but he does have a few small Pokémon

When he’s not being a pillar/gym leader he’s a wildlife + Pokémon photographer - very famous for his skills with a camera considering his lack of eyesight but he manages perfectly if not better the a person with sight 

Always helpful

If asked politely enough he’ll even train you

Wears practical outdoor clothing

His gym is placed in the mountain city - its a big traditional house with a modest garden and vegetable plot

literally has the patience of a saint with everyone including challegers  

Obanai Iguro:

Current Dark/Poison pillar/Gym leader

Likes to use dark + poison types of Pokémon with the odd psychic type to honor his wife

Married to Mitsuri 

Looks like he could kill you and if you rubbed him the wrong way, he probably would do

Very famous chef – he pursued this profession to help him gain Mitsuri’s attention when they were younger

Comes from a very old and corrupt mafia family who he hates with a passion - his family unfortunately work with Muzan 

Wear lots of dark colours - dresses smartly but comfortably - so his overall aesthetic is like office worker?? even though he’s a cook

Wears a face mask

His gym is a 5 star restaurant that if you want to eat at you have to book months in advance too even get in  

But if its for battling you can call an hour ahead of your battle to say that you arriving to challenge 

The actually stage for battling is on the restaurants roof, it matches the overall decadent but homely feel of the restaurant itself - has potted plants and a table up there too

He has his main Pokémon out usually at all times but he’ll let his Pokémon have free roam of places if he knows its secure

Mitsuri Kanroji:

Current Love – or rather Fairy – pillar/Gym leader

Uses Fairy, Psychic and some Steel Pokémon

Incredibly kind and generous

Her teacher/tutor was Rengoku and his father so she’s very close to him + his family – both are also major food lovers

She’s married to Obanai  

They own a joint restaurant + bakery – with the bakery being her section

Before owning a successful business with her husband Mitsuri was on her way to becoming a successful model with her Pokémon but found the job lacked excitement that she craved

While they are married their gyms are separate and are on completely opposite sides of the city because if they were even in the same vicinity then their power would just be overwhelming

Her gym is a café

Lots of nice pastel colours with an overall Cottagecore aesthetic - you can grab some food and a drink while waiting for your turn to battle her

The actual gym ground that you fight on is on one of the bakery's stone  courtyard - its very pretty and kinda feels like you’ve gone back in time

Her Pokémon are allowed free roam of buildings once she’s entered them but aren’t allowed out on the streets

literally nice with everyone including challengers who are nasty      

#kimetsu no yaiba pokemon au #kny pokemon au #pokemon au #kimetsu no yaiba #kny tengen #uzui tengen #kny mitsuri #mitsuri kanroji #kny muichiro #muichiro tokito #kny obanai #iguro obanai #kny himejima #gyomei himejima

[abyranss]

Not sure if you still do this but in your "Immortal Nezuko" AU, how would she feel about the mid to late 20th and 21st centuries?

Undying Nezuko is absolutely still on my mind, I just don't have a lot of concrete ideas for it that I can illustrate at the moment and I don't think I'm much of a writer. Asks like this help a lot though.

So: Mid to late 20th and 21st centuries... let's see,

To take it back in the timeline a little bit, one thought I've been toying with is the idea that she doesn't tell anyone that she's still a demon. Like, she arrives at the Muzan vs. Demon Slayers battlefield to burn his cells out of her brother and then realises that in resisting the cure long enough to get there, she's completely nullified it (I wonder if this also means she's unkillable by wisteria poison...)

She's more cognizant at this point from the partial transformation back to human bring her memories to the surface and initially, she thinks that Shinobu or Tamayo can just make her another cure but they're both dead. Being more cognizant Nezuko realises that she doesn't want Tanjirou spending his life to find her a cure. Her brother's lifespan is finite and with the deaths of the rest of her family, she at least wants him to live a happy life.

So she can pretend. Her memories are back and she has a good handle on her transformative abilities so she can hide demon traits and mimic the process of growing up. If she can't make her fangs disappear she can claim they're just vestigial.

I'm thinking she'd still be cautious about the potential of her losing control so she'd confess the truth to someone. Yushiro is one person because he's also a demon and one of the most likely people still alive to be able to replicate the cure but he wouldn't be able to do anything if she lost control. I like the idea of a friendship between Sanemi and Nezuko so I'll say that she tells him too.

Sanemi has previously shown that he's willing to kill her, and they're friendly with each other after the interaction they had at the end of the series so she trusts him to keep her secret and trusts that he won't hold back if something goes wrong. He's also the strongest slayer alive at that point, isn't he? I doubt he's happy about it at first but she's doing it for her brother's happiness. Nezuko has infinite time to find herself a cure, but only so much time to spend with him. Sanemi and her probably visit each other regularly from that point to keep on top of things and I like to imagine they become friends.

So Yushiro knows and Sanemi knows.

After the last of the people she knew in life pass on and it's just Nezuko, Yushiro, Chachamaru, and I guess Kiriya Ubuyashiki lives for some time too, then she dives wholly into finding a cure with Yushiro. They'd been doing it on the side already but now it has their full focus. Yushiro has Shinobu and Tamayo's research to start with but with no other demons left it's all secondhand knowledge. Nezuko's resistance to wisteria also creating a roadblock.

They spend a lot of time working on that. I imagine they interact with the rest of humanity somewhat but not enough to feel like they're really a part of it. Time goes on without them.

Of the two of them, Yushiro loses confidence in their search first. He can die by wisteria or sunlight so it's less personal and as much as he wants to help her they can't do this forever. He doesn't give up, but he does go on to do other things and medicine stops being his main focus.

For Nezuko her family is what's most important to her and this curse is keeping her from ever being with them again. If she can't find something then she's just going to stay the same forever.

Eventually, she does go on to other things. It was a hard time when this was all she did, never finding results, and Yushiro I imagine, as her only companion likely convinced her to focus on other things. If she's going to live forever then she can't let it be miserable.

They track down and reconnect with Kiriya at some point and when Nezuko has the idea to track down Tanjirou's descendants for a sense of connection Kiriya is probably the one to point her in the right direction.

I don't know yet how much she interacts with her family or if she just appears at their new year celebrations. Maybe Sumihiko reaches out to her when he keeps seeing her all alone at those and she's understandably freaked out by his resemblance to Tanjirou.

Thinking about her phoning Yushiro like "You're not going to believe who I met today!" and I wonder if touch screens would work with demons or if she's stuck with a flip phone because newer models don't detect her fingers.

When Nezuko reemerged in society proper and decided to stay she probably had to come up with a variety of identities to account for how long she lives. A line of Nezukos all named after their mothers, Nezuko. Or maybe she comes up with new names every time she has to make the switch.

She's probably been to university many times over to get the most up to date qualifications. A lot in medicine to aid in her search but probably other things for her own happiness. Canon Nezuko did sewing, right? I wonder if that's a thing she enjoyed or if it was mostly out of obligation.

So, that was long but I have many thoughts. Summary on the parts relevant to your ask: 20th to 21st century Nezuko has a semi-distant relationship with her brother's descendants. She stays in touch with Yushiro and Kiriya and she's building her way back up to living her life in a way that isn't one hundred percent cure-search.

#kimetu no yaiba #kny #demon slayer #kny nezuko #kamado nezuko #nezuko kamado #undying nezuko au #many thoughts

[bleachbigbang]

Bleach Big Bang 2021 Fic Summaries!

Writing samples for each fic attached. 

Fic #01 || Sample

Rating: Explicit

Content Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Main Characters: Kurosaki Ichigo, Urahara Kisuke, Aizen Sousuke

Main Pairings: Urahara Kisuke/Kurosaki Ichigo || Aizen Sousuke/Kurosaki Ichigo

Additional Warnings: BDSM, suicidal thoughts, probably bad self-care, dark thoughts, bad BDSM etiquette, Dom/sub

No matter which mastermind stood behind the plan, when Lady Fate is a bitch who doesn't like to follow what others say. 

They planned to go back and change the past, to have a better future. 

They planned everything carefully, three masterminds, and a brute force. 

They planned but everything went wrong. 

Only one person arrived back in time in another timeline. He was alone, without his soul mate, without any help from the masterminds. Will he be able to change the future alone? Will Lady Bitch Fate let him? But wait... Why is that thing there? That shouldn't be possible! 

The beginning already changed, why is it there? Why does it still happen? 

“Foolish Mortal, there are things that will remain the same, no matter what you do. Can you change the future without knowing what are the invariable happenings in time? Will you be able to find your happiness, while you keep helping others to find theirs? I am curious about it, but Mortal, I’m Lady Fucking Fate, I love chaos.”

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Fic #02 || Sample

Rating: Teen

Content Warnings: Major Character Death

Main Characters: Ichigo Kurosaki, Ogichi Shirosaki (Hollow Ichigo), Grimmjow Jeagerjaques

Main Pairings: Ichigo Kurosaki/Ogichi Shirosaki 

Additional Warnings: Reincarnation. Major character death might happen more than once. Heavy cultural reference and possible historical manipulation, mesoamerican focused. ((AKA: if you're racist/have trouble with inaccuracies, think twice))

He doesn't know why was he born into this world. His life has been nothing but pain, always feeling out of place and never in sync with his people and "friends", and once he became an exile, he really felt like there was nothing left for him in this life. That was until he met the God that would give meaning to his existence, and become his reason to fight. "Shiro", now Ichtalcoatl's warrior, feels like everything he has endured was for this moment, and he wouldn't exchange it for anything. 

Except, all evil happens for a reason, and there are many truths to be uncovered from Shiro's past, giving meaning to this eternal karma and the never-ending cycle of pain. This is the tale of the final trial Shiro must endure to be worthy of the Sun itself.

Gods/Demigods AU, ft. Quetzalcoatl Ichigo.

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Fic #03 || Sample 

Rating: Teen 

Content Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Main Characters: Ichigo Kurosaki, Rukia Kuchiki, Renji Abarai, Byakuya Kuchiki, Kenpachi Zaraki, Visored, Grimmjow Jeagerjaques, Ulquiorra Cifer, Aizen Sousuke, Other Bleach characters

Main Pairings: None / Undecided

Additional Warnings: Swearing, Mild Violence, Mild Gore, Canon Divergence

Ichigo is special, he's always been. From the moment he managed to become a Soul reaper, to when he obtained unlikely powers and achieved inhuman deeds, he's always had that natural talent to go beyond the limits. However, his true strength lies not in his latent abilities, but in the charm he wasn't even aware he had. His ultimate power was not his bankai, nor his hollowfication; it was his power to move people's hearts, sway them towards him, and somehow make those who wanted to kill him become his most loyal allies. Or, instead of merely befriending everyone he fought, Ichigo unknowingly builds an army of people who will die for him and change destiny itself in order to protect their one, true king.

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Fic #04 || Sample

Rating: Teen

Content Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Main Characters: Kurosaki Ichigo, Kisuke Urahara, Yasutora Sado

Main Pairings: None / Undecided

Additional Warnings: Teacher AU, DID, Alternating POVs, Supernatural Elements, No Shinigami AU

Ichigo moves to Karakura after an abrupt shift in career. There, he meets faces both familiar (his friend Chad is teaching music) and not (he doesn’t know what’s up with that Urahara guy but for a maths teacher he's not that bad). As the newest teacher in the school, and the least experienced at it, Ichigo decides not to make waves and to let himself fade into the background. Unfortunately, his friendship with the maths teacher seems to drag him into plots that are far outside of anything he’s ever known.

NOTE: I'm really flexible as far as the plot goes and willing to work with the artist if there are any particular elements they'd like to incorporate

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Fic #05 || Sample

Rating: Teen

Content Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Main Characters: Kisuke Urahara, Rukia Kuchiki, Tessai Tsukabishi, Yoruichi Shihōin, Ichigo Kurosaki

Main Pairings: No romantic relationships; Pre-UraYoruTess; 

Kisuke has feelings for both Tessai and Yoruichi but that won't develop into anything during this fic though I have plans for UraYoruTess & TatsuHime in a sequel. 

Additional Warnings: N/A

There was a soul reaper who was assigned to Karakura town. There was a human who could see ghosts. There was a hollow who wanted to eat. Thus, the sword of fate fell, But the sword did not hit the ground when the soul reaper transferred her powers to the human. For there was a shopkeeper who still had a decision to make Kisuke decides to tell Rukia about the hogyoku and Aizen. They start working together to take down Aizen.

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Fic #06 || Sample

Rating: Teen 

Content Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Main Characters:  Urahara Kisuke, Kurosaki Ichigo, Hirako Shinji

Main Pairings: Shinji Hirako/Urahara Kisuke, Urahara Kisuke/Kurosaki Ichigo 

Additional Warnings: N/A

After the Visored were changed, Kisuke had a multitude of theories. One of those was that they might still be contagious. A slip during training proves that theory, and now he has to get his own hollow side under control with the help of his friends. As always, that's easier said than done, given that Kisuke's hollow is as odd as he is.

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Fic #07 || Sample

Rating: Mature

Content Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Major Character Death

Main Characters: Ichigo Kurosaki, Hollow Ichigo 

Main Pairings: Past Hollow Ichigo/Kurosaki Ichigo

Additional Warnings: Flashbacks, Heavy Betrayal, Psychological Trauma, PTSD, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Toxic Relationship

Ichigo -- or what he assumes his name is -- doesn't expect to wake up to the poverty-stricken Rukongai. Without a clue as to where he is or how he ended up there, he meets another amnesiac lost soul, who calls himself Shiro (name pending tbh). However, lurking beneath the two of them is a storm of betrayal waiting to be unleashed.

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Fic #08 || Sample

Rating: Teen

Content Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply 

Main Characters: Ichigo Kurosaki, Hollow Ichigo

Main Pairings: Hollow Ichigo/Kurosaki Ichigo

Additional Warnings: Very fluff, much cute

“We've been childhood friends all this time. I think I would know when you aren't enjoying yourself with someone,” Shiro stated, tilting his head further into his palm to assess Ichigo's reaction.

“It's ... It's not going to be like that, okay? Maybe he'll turn out better than you think,” He countered, causing Shiro to sigh under his breath. While Ichigo hesitantly stuffed the thoughtless gift from his new boyfriend in his bag, Shiro could only watch. He couldn't help but wonder when it'd be his turn to make him happy.

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Fic #09 || Sample

Rating: Explicit

Content Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Main Characters: Momo Hinamori

Main Pairings: Momo Hinamori/Izuru Kira/Shuuhei Hisagi/Renji Abarai

Additional Warnings: Alcoholism, Past Abusive Relationships.

Continuation of All that draws us together (AO3) 

Momo knows all the ups and downs of life and love, yet she rides it again and again. Sometime after the battle against Wandenreich, Momo invites Izuru out. 

From there begins a maelstrom of confusion hurt, and eventually, the loving partnership of her, Izuru, Renji, and Shuuhei.

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Fic #10 || Sample

Rating: Mature

Content Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Main Characters: Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, Ichigo Kurosaki

Main Pairings: Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez/Kurosaki Ichigo 

Additional Warnings: Body Horror, Body Dysmorphia

Ichigo is the most advanced CyberLife Android to date. A prototype. A test model. Incomplete. Grimmjow smiles, and it's not biting. It's more. Painful. There is nothing physically wrong with Ichigo, and yet his chest aches at the sight. "You're my partner, Ichigo. A whole person. You always have been."

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Fic #11 || Sample

Rating: Teen

Content Warnings: Major Character Death, Graphic Depictions of Violence

Main Characters: Kurosaki Ichigo, Gotei Captains, Kamado Tanjirou (KnY)

Main Pairings: None (Gen)

Additional Warnings: Suicidal Ideation

Bleach x Kimetsu no Yaiba crossover. In which all their deaths were in vain, and Muzan lived, and the Gotei are the Demon Slayer Corps in the modern world.

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Fic #12 || Sample

Rating: Mature

Content Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Underage

Main Characters: Ichigo Kurosaki, Shinji Hirako, Kisuke Urahara, minor appearances by Rukia and Co.

Main Pairings: Shinji Hirako/Ichigo Kurosaki

Additional Warnings: Ambiguous Morality, Dark Ichigo, Ichigo Eats Souls, Hurt/Comfort 

[some tags might be added, but these are the bulk of the story]

Ichigo’s excuse of a broken soul is not enough to keep him going, and an assassination attempt brings to light just how deep the problem goes.

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Fic #13 || Sample

Rating: Teen

Content Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Main Characters: Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, Rukia Kuchiki

Main Pairings: Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez/Rukia Kuchiki

Additional Warnings: N/A

Grimmjow doesn't think he's coming out of this alive. 

A drabble fic. 

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Fic #14 || Sample 

Rating: Mature

Content Warnings: No Archive Warning Apply

Main Characters: Ichigo Kurosaki, Yasutora “Chad” Sado, Orihime Inoue, Uryuu Ishida, Rukia Kuchiki, Keigo Asano, Mizuiro Kojima, Tatsuki Arisawa, Renji Abarai, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez

Main Pairings: Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez/Kurosaki Ichigo

Additional Warnings: N/A

The group had settled on blankets by the bay as the fireworks went off in the distance, the booms, cracks, and sparkles of them could be heard clearly. As they all watched, they got close to each other and kept warm on their shared blankets, friends, or couples, they didn’t care. Grimmjow and Ichigo, Chad and Orihime, Renji and Rukia, Mizuiro and Keigo shared their blankets as pairs, but Uryuu and Tatsuki had their own little spots on their blankets.

They had traveled to America for the school year as transfer students in South Texas and this was the first time that they had seen fireworks like this outside of the tv, and they were the best experience that they have had since being there, thus far. Grimmjow, Keigo, Rukia, and Renji were off in the distance cheering while their partners and friends smiled and watched them as the finale of the fireworks were going off on the boardwalk.

After the fireworks ended, they all picked up their blankets and bags of used small sparklers and party poppers that they had bought beforehand from the Kroger that was close to their host parents’ houses the day before.

#bleach #Bleach Big Bang #bleachbigbang #bleachbigbang2021 #fic #fanfiction #fanfic #ao3

[churchyarddirt]

hello hello. Can I get some headcanons for modern AU sugar daddy Muzan? general headcanons and nsfw ones. thank you! have a great day!

Hello~ thank you for submitting this request ♡ tbh we all need sugar daddy Muzan in our lives ^^°°

Modern sugar daddy Muzan

Muzan is loaaaded. No joke with his God like complex he must be extremely wealthy and rich. Owns a lot of companies and mysteriously isnt well known.

He would prefer to keep himself out of publics eye, so whenever there is a new article or a journalist lurking around, his dear assistant Akaza is always here to help

But his privacy is only a plus for his sugar baby

You and Muzan met trough his wife, Rei Kibutsuji. You two were good friends and worked on some projects. Rei really held you as a dear friend of hers

At first Muzan hadn't paid that much attention to you, in his eyes you were just a kid. And you yourself knew a relationship with older and handsome man is far from reality

At first it was just these small interactions, like you being super friendly and obliviously dumb. And his hands somehow always on you

And finally when Rei showed Muzan her new clothesline brand and used you as a model, Muzan lost it.

He literally used his powers to make Rei fall aslep and claimed you right there and now

Its not like you mind

From that day on, you two shared this sugary relationship

Muzan was suspiciously nice to you, of course telling you he was a demon was beyond possible right now

You got lots of new gifts every week and every new phone was yours to claim.

Your friends wre jealous of this sudden change in your life

He would often take you to his private plane or somewhere where it could be only the two of you

Muzan is extremely territorial, so hickeys, marks and scratches is a daily task for him

Your body is his to claim

He loved cupping your cheeks and making you say how great he was and how much you loved him

Super narcissist but tries his best to spoil you

He doesnt mind you wearing revealing clothes. They showed off his marks and that you belonged to him, and other men could never get you

You made his day better, he adored your character. Maybe that's why he didnt kill you when you called him daddy in front of all upper moons

His hand was always on your back or upper hip 24/7

He likes you so much he decided that once you turn 25 he will defitnemy turn you into demon and have you all for himself, for eternity

Best kisser. He always knows how to kiss and tease you

You would steal his clothes and expensive coats

He didnt mind it but you just looked ridiculous to him, he would let out deep and raucous chuckle with sigh. It was so hot you melted every time he did so

Orders you to sit on his lap often

Nsfw

Big dick energy

Living for century and more made you into one kinky, experienced motherfucker

His size is perfect, because he is a being infinitely close to perfection ;)

Hard dom

He might let you dominate just for his own entertainment, you are god awful at it and it just boots his self esteem

Missionary and guard positions are his favourites

I'm sure we all known he's not soft or gentle

NOT GENTLE AT ALL

You would have wounds by the end probably, so be careful

Loves harshly grabing your breasts or ass

Not really into choking unless he's mad at you and wants to punish you, oooor you just asked really politely

Not a fan of having sex butt-naked. Would prefer you to wear his gifted lingerie and he would probably stay in his pants

But if you do end up naked then oh boy

Loves claiming you at his office or home. The thought of someone coming in really turned him on

He can last a really long time so your jaw often hurts after endless minutes of working on him

He is sex a God. He probably fucked over hundred girls I mean he lived for over 1400 years

He knows exactly what to do to make you wet and hit euphoria

Shower sex is his favourite. His shower is big, God damn its fucking jacuzzi. So it's pretty comfortable especially with the air bubbles and oils/salt

After care is just cuddles if he doesnt need to go somewhere, which 70% of the time -he needs

Though if you feel cramps or pain after wards he would definitely order you your favourite food and you would just cuddle in his king size bed with Netflix

For some reason, he's into your hair, during sex he would pull it and after wards he would just trace his fingers around your scalp or hair stranks

#muzan #muzankibutsuji #muzan kibutsuji #muzanxreader #muzan x reader #reader x muzan

[kny-secret-santa2019]

Never Seen A Blizzard So Frightful

From @the-wordy-wisteria

To @hamiltontraxh

Muzan’s a grade-A asshole but I still tried my best to make this both sweet and not too ooc. I hope you enjoy the spirit of Christmas with demonic vibes~

“You didn’t really think I’d let you spend Christmas alone, did you?”

Kibutsuji Muzan/Reader

Modern!AU

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Velvet curtains frame Kyoto, sprawled a few hundreds feet below your penthouse. Stark neons against the night, incandescent luminaries more numerous on the ground than in the sky. All shimmers, shines, and glimmers, from neighbour skyscrapers to chromatic rivers of cars. But none holds a candle to the snow storm. A hail of white, crashing against the window, pure light and ice to shroud the world.

Your husband can not reach you because of the furious weather.

So you convince yourself.

To believe that eases your pain more than to know he has many priorities, and you are none of them. His primary concern, in this instant, must be that gala at the Ubuyashiki’s. Although his empire expands with each new member of Douma’s cult, to connect with high society would be an unspeakable asset. If he added mayors and chiefs to his hand, maybe then he could afford to be with you more. Maybe then you’d prove more than a trophy wife.

Your gaze slides from the landscape back to the vanity. You haven’t finished the intricate braids curling and looping amongst each other, a saffron pin atop your makeup box waiting to finalise your hairstyle. Muzan mentioned he found it elegant once, while at a luxurious catwalk. But you’re no model, and there’s neither stage nor setting to justify such over-the-top glamour. Muzan won’t even return until tomorrow.

Christmas will be over.

Still, you double and triple down in your effort to become so irreproachable, so faultless, so beyond criticism, so utterly perfect he will have no choice but to face you with wonder and adoration. If you’re good enough, lord, if you live up to his desires—

Muzan never knocks. The door unlocks and whirs open in near silence. He steps into your room so quietly you jump when he fixes the last errant strands, tucking them where you couldn’t reach. You stare at his reflection in the vanity, not brave enough to turn lest you’re imagining him. Frozen in a mix of hope and terror. His lips ghost over your temple.

“My doll has made herself so pretty,” he muses as his fingers thread through your braids and caress your cheek, “such a good gift.”

Melting under his touch, you gather yourself and greet him. “Welcome home, Muzan.” You offer a coy smile — rehearsed to his preference. “I’m flustered, I thought you’d be busy with the Ubuyashiki family.”

“You didn’t really think I’d let you spend Christmas alone,“ a toxin-laced tone dressed in a silky voice, "did you?” His fingers clasp on your shoulder, just a bit too tight, nails too sharp. Breaths fanning your neck, he looms behind you like a wolf over a doe.

The shiver crawling up your spine wouldn’t be harsher if you were standing outside in the blizzard. Mistakes slip out so easily, but never by. Muzan catches them all, twists them around and weaves them in a web of guilt and threat. Nothing explicit, just — a nagging itch, persistent and grating, like abysmal undercurrents announcing tsunamis. You stifle a gulp and flash an apologetic smile, pearly whites and red lipstick.

"I always trust you to make the best decision,” you skirt the question with what you hope to be forgivable grace, though your tone sounds too stiff even to yourself. You should practice more. Practice until he can hold nothing against you. Practice flawlessness.

Still, Muzan allows it.

“You understand fast,” his lips curl around the compliment, something sharp and prideful, almost predatory. The back of his knuckles trails down your face to settle in the nape of your neck. He clutches it with talon-like fingers and cranes your head. It stings, as though he might just rip it clean off. “I’ve always liked that about you, doll. It makes you worth my while — sufferable, unlike others.”

The day you met him, such declaration would have brought you to tears. Today your chest swells with joy — you’ve contented him, proven you’re no trouble. Better yet, a true darling. The only one whose presence he bears with a semblance of pleasure.

His clutch on your neck tightens. He hoists you up without a word, but the command is adamant in his grip. Obedient as ever, you stand to accompany his motion, to follow his lead. He guides your face to his bared canines. The kiss is cold yet ravenous — an icy passion, like the snowstorm.

#kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #muzan kibutsuji #kibutsuji x reader #kibutsuji muzan #muzan x reader

[mysaldate]

any mordern au hcs for douma and enmu please ?

I don't usually think about these since I'm not much of a fan of modern au myself but it was still fun to think a little out of my usual box!

Warning: Mentions of smoking in Enmu's last hc.

Modern AU headcanons

Douma:

Modern times? What's that? He still lives mostly cooped up in his temple, aside from most of the world so it might take him some time to even notice something had changed.

For the same reason, he's quite clueless when it comes to technology. Sure, he knows it somehow works but how? And how to operate it? That is beyond him. He never needed it and doesn't see why he would need it now.

He doesn't hate it by any chance and if one of his followers brought a pc or a smartphone to the temple, he'd probably get curious about the peculiar little thing.

"Do you have games on your phone?" Period. Anyone who dares to bring a phone after the first confrontation is bound to get asked over and over until they give in and let him play to his heart's content.

He will eventually discover Instagram modeling and the only reason he doesn't get into that is the feeling of responsibility he feels towards his cult as their leader.

Lord forbid he ever found out about Tinder! It wouldn't be unlike him to get on and use it for the sole purpose of getting more cult following. He isn't really interested in humans after all.

One of the more puzzling things to him are all the new transport methods, especially planes are a mystery. He sometimes sees some of them flying over the temple and he used to wonder what kind of a bird would leave such an obvious trail. After being told it was actually a machine of human invention, he was more than puzzled. Humanity had just earned the slightest bit of respect.

Can high-factor sun protection save demons from burning in the sun? Because if yes, Douma might just try and travel a little bit, probably mostly with the use of Nakime's blood demon art since normal travelling would take too much time. He enjoys beach and botanical garden trips the most.

Enmu:

He adapts way better than Douma, especially since he lives in a city. Especially the passengers of his trains help him gain more knowledge about the quickly changing world around him.

He's also quick to engage with any technology. After all, anyone who can succesfully navigate a modern train's control panels has to understand technology at least a tad.

He likes to stay at home for the days even if the sunscreen thing works. Speaking of his home, he has just a small 1-room flat, nothing too fancy. But he made effort to decorate it in his very own specific style to make it really feel like home.

Thus, he spends his free time there, usually playing some video games. He may or may not become a Youtuber and stream some just for the fun of it. If he does go for this, he's quickly gonna get popular, mostly thanks to his unusual exterior.

He sometimes makes competitions for his fanbase where he hands out train tickets to his fans. Come on, you knew he would find a way.

It's not unusual that he finds some questionable content about himself, mostly gifts from his fans. Not that he minds of course, he even shows some of the pieces he found in his videos. His fandom has this unofficial contest of who can write or draw the weirdest thing allowed on YouTube. He just seems to draw this sort of people.

He doesn't have a phone as he doesn't see the point in having one. Does Muzan need a phone to contact him? No? Then why should he bother getting one? However, he does have an MP3 player. Outdated as it may seem, it's enough for him so long as it can play music. He likes to listen to it while sitting on a train, racing into the night ahead.

He did, at some point, try smoking to look cool. He didn't like the taste and ended up choking on the smoke so he gave up on the idea completely. Furthermore, he grew irritated at people smoking in his presence. Good thing trains are mostly non-smoker...

#kny imagines #imagines #kny douma #douma #kny enmu #enmu tami #enmu #modern au #mentions of smoking