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#yandere Kimetsu no Yaiba headcanons
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So I noticed you write for kokushibo 👀. And was wondering youre thoughts about yandere kokushibo liking fem Reader (or gn up to you!) That also works in the demon slayer corps in present time aka tanjiro time . But only reader is interested in his brother yoriichi and. What do you think he'll do in order to have them for himself? Hope you have a great day by the way! 💕
Warnings: MANGA SPOILERS, unhealthy relationship, unhealthy mindset, toxic relationship, kidnapping, mention of abuse and blood.
Notes: I hope you have a nice day too! I had to change up a few things for the timeline to make sense. Messy for now I’ll change when I have the time. [Mod Moss]
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-> So, for this to make sense, it’s the current time and you are a demon who has undone the curse.
-> You’re around same age as Tamayo.
-> You haven’t been able to get over Yorichii.
-> Kokushibou is trying to pursue you and has been for hundreds of years.
-> Now that that’s done and over with, let’s get to the hcs!
-> Since the beginning of the hundreds of years, Kokushibou has been wanting you to himself.
-> Thing is, you’re a demon who’s been evading him, you hide within, and you’ve undone Kibutsuji’s curse.
-> So, least to say, it’s tricky getting you.
-> This man will try almost anything to have you to himself.
-> He even resorts to (regretfully) asking Nadine for help.
-> Once he has you in his arms, he’s not letting you go.
-> Kokushibou will take you everywhere with him, tight grip on your wrist.
-> It leaves bruises sometimes…
-> Any mention of Yoriichi will have Kokushibou scowl, and him demanding you to never say his name again.
-> Continue to push his buttons and it’ll result in some bruises… maybe a few cuts, too…
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o3o-aya · 8 months
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Hiii! I haven’t seen this scenario yet before for Muzan so what about Muzan with an s/o who refuses to take medicine when they’re sick.
I’m making it short and sweet 🥹🫶
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“Take it.”
“No! It’s gross just like your hat.” You replied to him as you looked away and rolled your eyes.
Muzan’s eyes twitched in annoyance as he looked at you.
How were you going to get better if you didn’t take the medicine?!
Muzan sighed before he looked at your pouting face, he was sick once.
He was sick, he took all the medicine he could.
And here you were, refusing to take it.
He needed you to get better!
You started out a fake wife, someone to help him cover and hide from the demon slayers.
But…
He couldn’t help but fall for you.
Your smile was perfect, everything about you.
From to your laugh to the silly way you walked.
And he couldn’t just… Lose you…
“Take it.” Muzan said to her as he stroked your hair,
You couldn’t resist when he did that, looking up at him before you opened your mouth.
He let out a sigh before he placed the medicine in your mouth.
“Swallow.” He commanded as he narrowed his eyes at you.
You slowly swallowed before he forced your mouth open and placed his thumb in your mouth.
“You swallowed… Good.” He muttered.
You knew what you were doing when you got better…
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slutsssphobia · 1 year
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'𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐄!'
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This request is just so mwah 🌹
Request!:""here me out,,,,, nsfw of douma and afab!reader of overstim, public(in front of Muzan), while the reader is a hashira but like he has to keep going, and temp play with ice?????"" Muzan could join to
Warnings!: Dom!douma,sub!fem!reader,Dom! muzan,mean!douma,mean!muzan,size kink,belly bulge,monster fucking,slight non con?(reader got kidnapped) dubious con, double penetration,blowjob mention, ice play, temperature play
A/n:this is my longest work so far 🍷
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(little backround)
You had been out on a mission to seek out a location by the name of "internal paradise cult'' It was led by a demon you had to hunt down. 'Douma'. "Are you sure you can go alone?" Shinobu asked you while preparing your med kit in case you injure yourself on the journey. "There's no demon I can't take!" You said proudly. You've worked your ass off to claim your spot as a hashira, shinobu left you some extra food in case. She secured your basket and sent you off, your journey awaited you as you stepped into the forest. You had your head up high, your mind was set on this journey.
You grew to become tired and slumped yourself on a log and opened your prepared basket. You took a sip of water from your small jug. As you twisted the lid shut you heard something in the far distance.
Snap!
You quickly rose in defense and scanned the area for any threat. To your surprise it was just a small animal passing by. You sighed and placed your sword back on your side, you were about to depart but you sensed the presence of something behind you. Your head snapped to look at what was behind and your eyes widened.
"hello there.."
There stood a shadow looming over your small form, you immediately charged towards it and raised your sword to strike an attack but to your disadvantage your ankle had been grabbed by a strong force. You helped as the shadow revealed itself as the one and only.
Douma.
"looking for something? You seem puzzled dear!"
The demon let a stifled laugh, you struggled against his grip. You tried kicking him, you reached for your sword it was just out of reach. The demon noticed you reaching for your sword and smiled. "Aww you want this?"
Douma took your sword and threw it almost as far as a yard away. You were in a fit of fear, you fought for your release but the demon only sat you on his lap and toyed with your uniform. "Let me go!"
You cried as the demon unbuttoned your uniform slowly, the demon only ignored your pleas and continued. He licked his pale lips as your laced bra was revealed. You shuddered at the cold air hitting your warm skin, you hated how the demon had so much control over you. "Not so feisty now huh?"
Douma teased as he removed your black laced bra and freed your breasts from the confinement, you tried to cover your breast but your arms were put behind your back in order to restrain you. Douma took your hardened nipple in his mouth rolling the bud against his tongue. His warm tongue was making you go feral, he switched to your other nipple releasing with a small pop!
He gave the same treatment to the other and grinned at your reactions. Douma lifted your chin with his index and placed his lips on your warm ones. You tried to pull away but douma held you in place keeping you still. He bit your bottom lip harshly demanding entrance into your mouth. You refused. You kept your fighting spirit, you couldn't give in.
Douma saw right through you and bit harsher, it made you whimper and leave your mouth agape for doumas tongue to slip in. He moaned into your mouth sending a warm fuzzy feeling to your core. You felt a wetness form in your panties. Your body was failing you, you couldn't be aroused! This a demon we are talking about for crying out loud!
Douma smirked and pulled away from the steamy kiss. "Someone's excited..you're gonna have to wait darling~"
Douma pecked your lips once more before your vision went black.
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"did you find her?" Muzan asked douma as he was sitting on his throne head titled down.
"yes Lord muzan" douma replied bowing before the demon king, douma had brought you in due to muzan's orders. Of course douma found you fascinating and wanted you all to himself but it was his master's order.
"bring her in"
Douma rose from his knees and exited the room to retrieve you from your so called "room" douma had given you. You were still fast asleep when douma carried you in. You had taken a harsh blow to the head.
After five minutes had passed by you had awoken from your slumber, your vision was blurry and your leg had been wounded from what seemed nails. You rubbed your eye lids and opened your eyes to see from what it seemed the demon king. You were terrified at this point, you would have never thought you would come across muzan. Well not now in time at least, you were trembling at this point. Your lips quivered, "why am I here..?" You dared to question muzan. "No one gave you permission to speak."
Muzan spoke and glared at you with those red beaming eyes. His eye intimidated you, just a glare made you shiver.
"give her a punishment douma."
Muzan sat still in his chair eyes directed at you never leaving your body. "With pleasure~"
Douma purred as he got closer to you. He picked you up from the cold hard floor and placed you on the bed. You pleaded for him not to hurt you but your pleas went on deaf ears as douma harshly discarded your clothing leaving you on full display.
Douma kneeled at the edge of the bed and gripped your thighs and scooted you more towards the edge. Douma blew cold air against your wet fold making you gasp. Douma used his blood demon art and made a small icicle. "W-wait no please!" You begged him not to put it in you. He stroked your thigh and kissed the soft flesh. "It won't hurt dear""
At this point you didn't have anyone to believe so you stopped complaining hoping all of this would end. He slowly inserted the icicle into your sopping hole. The coldness made you shriek, douma used his tongue to push it farther in. He used this advantage and started licking fat stripes along your cold pussy.
Muzan sat and watched douma toy with you. He had a growing bulge in his pants from just the sight of you. Douma lifted his head from in between your legs and removed his pants and boxers. You were in a trance unable to think or say. The only thing that made it out of your mouth was only short babbles and moans.
Douma slapped his dick against your pussy and smiled, he leaned close to your ear and whispered sweet nothings. He slowly slipped it in not giving you time to adjust.
You screamed out loud and clawed at his back, he moaned out from the feeling and thrusted faster into you. The sound of slapping ringed in muzan's ears. He smirked at the faces you were making as douma harshly pounded into your tight pussy.
After about 15 minutes douma let out his fifth load into you. You already had two orgasms already your body was shaking from the overwhelming pleasure. Doumas thrusts were becoming sloppy, the bulge on your stomach was showing as he let out one last thrust.
"so pretty ~"
Douma cooed as he pulled out of you watching his cum ooze out your pussy. Soon after you didn't realize muzan was now sitting at the edge of the bed as well. "Douma fuck her mouth"
Muzan ordered. Douma scooted over to where your head rested and smiled sweetly masking his lewd intentions. Muzan already had his pants removed and lined himself at your entrance. He slammed without warning which made you yelp. "Fucking whore"
Muzan spat as douma plunged his cock in your mouth closing your airway. You gagged in his size. You couldn't help but swirl your tongue against him. His tip hit your throat many times but to doumas surprise your gag reflex was impressive. Muzan's pace was godly he had no intention of stopping. He was rearranging your insides at this point. He hit your cervix which made you go over the edge. You squirted all over his cock which made him harden.
Douma moaned as you sent vibrations to his cock from your own moans. He finally came in your mouth which you immediately swallowed.
Muzan pulled out of you and sat on the edge of the bed.
"douma get over here"
Muzan ordered. Douma sat on his knees before muzan and fanned himself. "You completed your mission bringing the hashira to me. I'll pity you and give you some of my blood in return." Muzan stopped for a moment.
"at one cost." Muzan started. Douma looked at muzan with doe eyes. "Please me."
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They are just so augh- 🍷
Ty for requesting love 🌺
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Hello!! I love your writing! I was wondering if you could write headcanons for yandere douma with a 12 year old daughter that looks almost identical to him, and how would upper moons 3, 1, and muzan react? (Doumas a single dad btw)
If not have a wonderful day!
Yandere Doma (platonic)
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Since you look like him, the cult would definitely worship you too.
You've never seen your mother.
Your mother went.. to the milk shop when you were little.
Douma would try to be a good parent to you.
You make him feel emotions.
And this would really be important to him.
Douma would make it clear that your father really loves you.
He would do anything for you.
However, you are now 12 years old.
So the age of pre-teens is fast approaching.
You're not your daddy's little girl anymore.
YOU are trying to create your own personality and opinion.
Oh how Douma doesn't like this at all.
He really doesn't want you to grow up.
And he really doesn't know how to react.
Akaza gets to act as his therapist…
Whether Akaza wants to or not.
Muza would hate Douma even more during this time.
Douma would complain about your behavior much more.
He doesn't understand why you don't obey him anymore.
In addition, you ask a lot of troubling questions.
Mostly about your mother.
You'll also want to go out at sunrise.
You will certainly cause Douma gray hairs.
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kalinysu · 3 months
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Muzan with wife reader who failed a mission and is trying to avoid him after he yelled at her? extra fluff pls
𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐘. - Muzan x F!Reader
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𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: None/Small angst. (?)
𝐍𝗼𝐭𝐞𝐬: LAST thing i’ll write Muzan for a while. 😭
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You had been avoiding Muzan for days. At first, he didn’t take the time to realize as he had been far too busy with other things to pay your obvious distancing any mind. He also never thought of you being upset with him for something that he did so often. Yelling? He’s yelled at practically everyone.
But you, you were his wife. That was the first time he had yelled at you, and you thought that he would treat you differently because you were his wife. But he yelled and got really angry with you, just like every other demon. It hurt you, more than he realized. And the fact that the two of you hadn’t talked in days and he didn’t notice, or rather didn’t care that something was up hurt even more.
You had been cooped up in your room for a while, and nobody had ever checked up on you or anything at all, not even your own husband.
Not that you expected it, everyone had been busy with the demon slayers and such. But still, he was your husband, and he had to have even a little free time at some point. You were sulking in bed, losing track of time, until finally, someone had opened your door.
“Get up, do something productive, like finding me that flower.”
Your husbands deep voice rang out as he rummaged through your drawing and took something before leaving without another word. The fact that he was now telling you only to find the flower stung. He most likely thought you were incapable of doing anything else.
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Days had gone by now, you had nothing, and it seemed Muzan was only growing more and more irritated as time went by. You had lost all hope of him ever coming to see you for even a split second of affection.
You were outside, somewhere. An unknown location, simply sitting on a hill in the moonlight. The flowers were pretty, but you couldn’t take the time to admire them. You were far too lost in your thoughts. You didn’t care for the flowers if they weren’t the one Muzan wanted.
Suddenly, you noticed someone sit down beside you.
Your husband.
Neither of you spoke, even though you really wanted to. It wasn’t an awkward silence, the two of you just knew it wasn’t the right time to talk. Well, you knew. Muzan didn’t talk because he didn’t want to or feel like it. He’s always been like that. He rarely showed affection through his words, but you didn’t mind to much, especially not anymore. You had grown used to the small gestures of affection from a while ago, but now you were convinced they had stopped.
“.. My lord if.. If i’ve done something to offend you—“ You started, not looking at him as you spoke.
“You’ve been distant.”
You looked up at him. He wasn’t looking at you, not avoiding, but simply looking across the hills. “You haven’t spoke to me in so long.. You have only uttered few words but those were orders, and weren’t frequent either.” You said, hugging your knees.
“Am I supposed to come to you? What happened to you coming to me?”
Your husband said. It sounded cold, but you knew that wasn’t his intention. You usually always came to him, showing affection and in return receiving affection back. He was right, you never went to him anymore. But..
“It seems you’ve been mad at me..”
“I was mad, but that’s no reason not to come to me. I’ve been irritable lately with all these nuisances.”
“But if your irritated.. you don’t have to take your anger out o..” You trailed off, going silent before you could even finish your sentence as you noticed him glaring at you. Looking away uncomfortably you mumbled slightly. “..Nevermind— I.. It’s fine but—“
“Sorry.”
You blinked a few times, wondering if you were hearing things. You looked back at him. “Hu—“
“I don’t like repeating myself.”
You went quiet.
“Your supposed to say you forgive me.”
“Right!!— I forgive you.” You said, still a little shocked he had actually apologized. You’d never heard that word come out of his mouth before, unless he was mocking someone but that was different.
“—‘My lord’?”
“—My lord.” You added, a small smile playing on your lips at the reminder. You leaned against his shoulder slightly, and in return, he placed a hand on your waist.
“Don’t avoid me like that again.”
His hand came up to your shoulder, pulling you closer to him, before he leaned down and placed a kiss on your head. When was the last time you had kissed him. You looked up at him.
“No.”
“No? No to what?” You said, with a fake innocence, before quickly giving him a peck on the lips before he could speak.
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cozymoko · 10 months
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Hello! can I ask for yandere Muzan from demon slayer with a human s/o thats despises him and fights him at every point. (I hope it's not too strange)
YAN. MUZAN KIBUTSUJI WITH A S/O WHO DESPISES HIM.
Note: Nope, it's all good!
LINKS: KNY Masterlist!
WARNING(S): Yandere themes, toxic/abusive relationships, Muzan's insufferable god complex
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You must be a masochist, there's no other plausible motive behind your disobedience. The punishment you must undergo is far too great for it to be a mere choice. Lucky for you, Muzan is more than willing to comply with your “sick” pleasures, though he's well aware of your true intentions.
Don't mistake his infatuation for softness or compassion at that, for this man is far beyond anything of the sort. Humans had been nothing more than a vital food source for him; they were weak and so very fragile. Thus falling for one was frankly not in his best interest. Unlucky Muzan.
It's sick, the way he loves you; it's hardly anything but a living nightmare you had prayed to be awaken from. You were not obligated to love him, yet your true feelings were encouraged to stay hidden. However your loyalty had to be guaranteed. Under his “protection” you were nothing more than a pet he kept by his side, so act the part.
Fighting him? Oh dear, have you lost your mind? This won't end well for you, surely you knew that much. You may have his heart in your clutches, but that doesn't mean he's opposed to roughing you up a bit. You'll heal with due time so why not?
The demon king isn't one to take disrespect from anyone, not even you. You may be near his level, but you are in no way on it. If it were towards the Upper Moons then perhaps he'd find it fairly amusing. You're bound to have some form of malevolence towards them for watching over you in his absence. But that's even better as it leaves MUZAN no real competition (not that he had any).
That evening was much like any other. Another failed escape attempt had troubled your mind with dismay, with desperation. Your arms made a home around you much like a cocoon, in hopes of shielding you from the coldness of your desolate home - The Infinity Castle.
Where you resided was in no way, feasible for the life of a human. Dust had begun to attack the deep lacerations of your skin, leaving nothing more than a bitter pain in its wake Muzan so graciously decided that food was no longer a necessity. However, after the first day, your hunger hadn't appeared to disturb vou too much. You knew he wouldn't let you starve, he didn't have the balls to.
No matter how much you kicked, screamed, or wept; each lashing felt like hell on your body. You swore it was worse than death. For a man who claimed he loved you so effortlessly, this didn't feel like love. You wanted out; to set foot outside this endless pit taking you under. You wanted him dead.
“{Name},” Oh my, it looks like he's returned! On you go, don't hide in this corner for too long. Kno wing you, I'll bet you'll be right back in here in no time! You put this upon yourself so I suggest you take today's punishment like a champ...
And trust me, dear. It will hurt.
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colourstreakgryffin · 2 months
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*holds hands out for alms*
Reincarnation content where wife!s/o of Muzan who cared and loved him during his sickly heian days (who died either natural causes / accident, and he didn't get to appreciate her enough and is kind of an a-hole at that time) reborn as a hashira? And he stumbles upon her?
*coughs aggressively* i need bittersweet pining Muzan to cure my desperation
Wooowwww! I like this idea so much! This is actually very cool and I absolutely love this! Once again, thank you all for this incredible concepts! Muzan is quite the common powerhouse for this blog so let’s give him more attention
Kibutsuji Muzan- Loop-Around
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Muzan knows those eyes too well… those beautiful, colourful eyes on a woman so pretty and loving. The flashbacks, the memories, the tragedy and the anger he feels over his past. Over his own failure and his own mistakes over what he did during Heian Era, during his life as a human. Those awful, painful drawn-out days where all he could do was sit in a bed and watch people come in and out of his room
The person who arrived the most was his assigned wife, Dokusha. A kind, patient, sophisticated woman of wealth, and she always spent so much time to take care of and love Muzan, all whilst looking around for the right medicine to cure his terminal illness. Muzan, during this time, couldn’t care less for that woman. She was just a useful tool to make him comfortable, feel validated and save his life but through the weeks, as he grew even weaker, he got real tired of waiting to be rescued by so many incompetents.
When he gotten given a type of medicine that worked, that odd concoction from a rather viable doctor you had bought in for Muzan, and when it shaped him into the first ever demon. He could finally walk for the first time in his life
And he walked out of that room… in perfect health, with razor sharp fangs, with a blood-thirst for human flesh, with his muscles clenching and strong. However, as he explored. He ended up finding something else as tragic as what he caused to his rescuer. His assigned wife mauled to death by wild Ussuri Brown bears in the forest, all whilst clearly trying to find absolutely any medicinal herbs that could possibly do anything to save Muzan
Muzan never really appreciated nor cared for Dokusha, he didn’t see her as much of a person and whilst he looked at the mangled body of that woman… he felt… almost nothing. It wasn’t disgust but it also wasn’t anger, it was just… emptiness and after that day. He suspected he would never see a human woman named Dokusha ever again, foolishly unaware of the fact he truly did love Dokusha and truly did feel a deep pit of misery-fuelled fury at her death. She did so much for him and he did nothing for her
Even after learning the fatal accident that caused her death was entirely centred around trying to recover Muzan from his birth sickness
Currently as the high and mighty Demon King, the first ever Demon in existence. Kibutsuji Muzan, has been confronted by the newest Hashira of the Demon Slayer Corps in Asakusa, the Tashio Era when walking back to his ‘family’, and she has the eyes and the voice of his real wife. 10,000 years after her death, she’s back in a entirely new form and just knowing his dead wife has been reincarnated as his moral enemy is making Muzan’s undead heart throb in pain and outrage. Why does he feel this way looking into this Hashira’s eyes?
10,000 years after her death and now, Muzan has finally realised he has missed his wife so bad that he has grown desperate to see her again. He never noticed it, he always thought about locating the Blue Spider Lily and spreading over his ‘gift’ of demonicism around to every human he can find to gain the power he desires, to concur the Sun. Now, he notices how aggressive he is over the idea of love and how he is so repulsed by the six other wives he has pretended to marry throughout his life
Muzan stayed silent, blood red slit-pupiled eyes glaring at his reborn Hashira wife, taking in her features to every corner and constantly seeing glimpses and flashes of her original self… she’s so beautiful and he didn’t even notice how beautiful Dokusha actually was. How she didn’t deserve to die for his sake, if he could, he’d have ordered Dokusha to stay with him when she left upon calling that doctor in, as to save her life so then, he could have turned her into an demon too
Made her his Queen of Demons but no… he failed and now, he is beyond bittersweet. Pining, angry at his own blindness, upset he let the only woman who actually genuinely cared about him go… if he could reverse time, he would
Muzan, now, cannot bring himself to be the cause of his wife’s death once more… he can’t. He’ll just have to figure out another way to get her back, all without hurting her so before Dokusha could even think to begin attacking the Demon King with all the strength she has within that branded Nichirin Katana. Muzan fades away into the pitch black night, his glowing red eyes providing the only semblance of light for him when he retreats from that Hashira and those magnificent eyes, disappearing several streets down from her in a way she can’t track him down
He loves her
He knows he loves his wife and he can’t believe he had to wait for 10,000 years to recognise the mere fact that he did love Dokusha. Even if he didn’t know her enough to even call her a friend, her optimistic compassionate nature and the right to admire that personality was drowned out by Muzan’s own bitterness and desire to remain alive. He messed up royally with the first Dokusha, he won’t mess up with the second Dokusha
And he will make her his queen… even if it includes spending hours following the Ice Hashira around. He’ll do it and he already has a plan devised in his mind. He won’t hesitate to find some method to transform into a powerful immortal being like himself
All because he wants you back so bad
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xxsabitoxx · 10 months
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HoneyMoon {Teaser}
Newlyweds Yoriichi x AFAB Reader
Premise: Around the time Yoriichi was nineteen he asks you to marry him, of course you say yes. About a year later you officially wed - the year delay is because you told Yoriichi you wanted to start off your life as a married couple on the right foot. Aka having a home to return to once you are married so you can start a family.
Warning, the full version of this story will contain: body worship, loving sex that turns a bit rough, breeding, creampies with the intent of getting reader pregnant, possessive Yoriichi
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His hand was warm, his grip was strong but not too strong. Regardless, you felt safe with him by your side. “It’s such a beautiful day, don’t you think?” It was early spring, flowers just starting to bloom, the sounds of nature returning after a long winter. “It is.” He replied softly, glancing over at you to take in the smile on your face. You were swinging the arm that was holding Yoriichi’s hand, forcing his arm to sway with you. Though, you never had to force him to do anything, he happily obliged to your every wish. No matter how strange it may be. 
“I hope I brought enough food, all this walking is making me hungry.” You laughed softly, looking at the basket that was in Yoriichi’s other arm. “You know, I could have carried it.” You whisper softly, eyes peering up at your towering lover. He only shook his head “Nonsense, you shouldn’t have to carry anything.” You sighed, forcing a pout “Yoriichi! Are you saying I’m weak?” You couldn’t fake it much longer, watching the corners of his mouth twitch to keep a stoic look on his face. “That’s not what I said at all.” You laughed softly, squeezing his hand as you swung it. 
“Alright alright, I’ll stop teasing you. Now…” you tilted your head towards him, resting it against his arm as you briefly stopped swinging it. “Where are you taking me on this beautiful day?” Yoriichi glanced down at you, smiling softly as your eyes sparkled in the mid-afternoon sun. “You’ll see. We’re almost there, I promise it’s worth the walk.” This time, Yoriichi began swinging your arm. You sighed, letting your curiously fester in the back of your mind, enjoying the scenic walk your boyfriend had brought you on. “I bet it’s beautiful if you think that.” 
He hummed, turning suddenly to drag you off the path. “Almost there.” He smiled at you as you began walking through the trees, sun filtering in and casting pretty shadows along his face. “Oo! So it's a secret?” If you had to walk through the forest instead of the well known path, it was likely the place was secluded. Somewhere Yoriichi found in one of his many travels. “Yes, a secret place not even the locals know about.” The destination in mind was a cliff overlooking some lavender and wildflower fields. Yoriichi knew he needed to take you here the moment he accidentally stumbled upon it. 
He could see the clearing just a few yards ahead, stopping so he could prepare you. “Close your eyes and let me guide you, we’re here.” You looked up at him with parted lips, nodded before putting your full trust in him. He took a moment to admire your face, appreciate the amount of trust you had in him before kissing your forehead. “Hold onto my arm instead, I can support you better.” Eyes still closed, you let go of his hand and hooked your arm with his instead. Then, he began to guide you. You had your eyes closed for maybe a minute before you felt yourself bathed in sunlight. 
Yoriichi set the basket down before letting your arm go “stand there, don’t open your eyes yet.” You nodded, clasping your hands in front of you and bouncing on your feet until he gave you the okay. After some rustling, Yoriichi’s hands took your own. “You can open your eyes now.” His voice was a hushed whisper, eyes focused on your face as you slowly blinked your eyes open, struggling to adjust to the light. You gasped, taking in the endless fields of lavender and wildflowers, the distant mountains, the blue sky. “Oh my god, Yoriichi–” you paused, head tilting down to see Yoriichi on one knee. 
“Oh…oh…!” He was smiling at you, a smile so warm it felt like a hug. “Y/N, I know neither of us have had the easiest lives up until meeting one another. But I promise you, with every breath I take, I will make sure you are the happiest woman who has ever lived. Will you do me the incredible honor of spending the rest of your life with me?” You’re stunned to silence, lips parted and hands squeezing his own. Tears began to blur your vision as you muttered out a yes, throwing yourself into his arms and hugging him tightly. Yoriichi hushed you, rocking you just a bit to calm you. 
When your sniffles stopped, you pulled away, looking him in the eye as he reached out to wipe the remainder of your tears. “Of course I’ll marry you.” You said it again, much clearer and less overwhelmed. Yoriichi smiled, he had heard you the first time of course. “Here…” He was helping you up, pulling a small bag from his haori pocket. Inside of the small bag was a simple silver band, a small engraving of his initials and yours on the inside. “It’s not much, but I promise you I’ll get you something a bit more luxurious…” you shook your head, letting him slot the ring on your finger. “This is perfect, Yoriichi, I love you.” He smiled, whispering a soft “i love you” back. 
“I do have only one condition for you, to become your wife I mean.” You held his hand tightly, walking closer to the edge of the cliff to really take in the view. “Anything you want, I’ll gladly oblige.” You smiled, turning to look at him. “Before we wed, I want a home fit to raise a family. I want to start our lives as husband and wife with a sturdy and stable roof over our heads. When we become a mom and dad, I want to raise our children in a safe and warm environment. So promise me, Yoriichi, before we make it official, we will have a home fit for us. A stable life for a child to enter.” The smile on his face was full of sincerity, “I promise, our lives will be perfect from here on out.” 
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Kyojuro Rengoku x Wife! Reader
18+ MDNI!🚫
CW: NSFW Content, minor angst, controlling/manipulating behavior, fluff-ish.
Y/N POV
Scenario : You've recently married into the respected Rengoku family, and while you continue your work as a demon slayer, life starts to get a bit messy. Balancing your duties becomes a real challenge as you navigate the challenges of married life. You find yourself having to make tough choices just to keep your husband happy, all while debating to stay true to yourself and your calling as a demon slayer.
Marriage. Truly one of the most beautiful milestones a couple can achieve. Marrying Kyojuro has undoubtedly been my greatest accomplishment.
I still remember it vividly, as if it were yesterday. Surrounded by friends, family, and core members, we pledged our lives to each other. Though it wasn't the most glamorous wedding ever seen, it was enough. Because really, all I've ever wanted was Kyojuro, and now, finally, I have him.
For the first few months, our marriage was nothing short of perfect. I moved into the Rengoku estate with Kyojuro's family, assisting Shenjuro with chores and gradually trying to get closer to Shinjuro. Though I'm not sure how successful I was.
It was only six months in that I realized being a demon slayer and a wife wasn't as easy as I thought.
Before our relationship, I was Kyojuro's Tsuguko. He was simply my mentor, and I trained hard under him to get myself where I am today. It was later down the road that we noticed each other's lingering gazes, the occasional flirting, and all the other subtle hints of wanting to be more.
Kyojuro was strong, and I knew he wanted a family, but I simply wasn't ready to give up training and my duties as a demon slayer just yet.
Every day, after helping out around the estate, I would hike over to HQ and pick up where I had left off the previous day, training until the late hours of the night. I would often come home exhausted, which usually caused Kyojuro to worry. As much as I reassured him, he never seemed fully convinced.
Now, here I was, sitting at the dinner table with Kyo across from me. It was a rare occasion for us to eat alone together like this. We made small talk about our day and training, and then he finally stopped eating and put his silverware down.
"Little Flame, I think it’s time we have a serious discussion about the way things have been as of late,” his usual happy smile seemed almost nervous.
I set my spoon down on my plate, giving him my full attention.
“Yes? What is it?”
“Sunflower, you have been working so hard as of late, and it’s quite admirable. I truly admire your dedication to the demon slayer corps and your training!”
“But…?” I ask, confused.
“But… since our marriage, I’ve found myself in constant worry over you. Every time you go on a mission without me, I have to painfully wait for your return. Not knowing whether or not you'd be injured or even-“
“Dead?” I finish.
I saw his body tense up at the word.
“Yes, my love. Dead. I cannot even bear the thought of you never returning to me. It pains me to my core,” he seemed so sad, so worried about me.
I know Kyojuro, I know he didn’t mean anything bad by what he was saying. However, I felt almost offended. He too was a slayer, a hashira. I also had to deal with the fear of him returning with serious injuries or even never returning at all.
Did he believe me to be incapable of protecting myself? He was the very one who trained me. Even though I knew Kyojuro was strong, much stronger than me, it just felt like he lacked faith in me.
“You don’t think I’m strong enough anymore? Do you think marriage has made me soft?” I realized I might have come off a little too harsh, but my emotions were getting the best of me.
His expression seemed surprised, but I could tell. While he may not have used those words, that was definitely the gist of it.
I watched him get up from his place at the table and walk over to me. He pulled my chair out from under the table, then grabbed my hands and kneeled down in front of me.
His big, bright eyes were now staring up at me.
“You are one of the strongest people I know, my love. I know how capable you are, but please remember…”
He brought my hands to his lips, kissing them softly.
“You are my wife before you are a demon slayer. I cannot risk sending you off only for you to never return.”
I could practically hear the desperation and love in his voice.
Kyojuro wasn’t someone who would usually discourage anyone from pursuing something they're passionate about. So if he was now, I knew that it’s something he’s been internally battling with for a while.
“What about you? Is it not the same? What about my worry? What if you never come home to me?” I could feel my face start to heat up. Everything he was saying seemed to come from genuine care, but it felt so hypocritical.
“I am a Hashira, my little flame. I have a certain responsibility you do not have to burden yourself with. I shall retire soon, in just a few years. So please…”
There’s no way he’d ask me-
“Please retire your sword, Y/N. Please stay home for me. Please allow my heart to rest easy knowing you'll be here waiting for me whenever I shall return,” his voice was pleading.
I felt so conflicted. I’d worked so hard. All of these years of training to hopefully become a high-ranking swordsman myself. However, at the same time, I never stopped to consider my romantic life and how being married would affect things.
We both sat there in silence for a few moments, and I finally rose up from the chair, pulling him up off his knees along with me.
I looked up at him, reaching my hand up to rest on his cheek.
“Kyojuro, you are the only one I would retire my sword for. So please promise me, promise me you will always come home to me. Until the day you yourself retire.”
“I promise you, Sunflower. As long as I know you are safe and waiting for me, there is no demon that could ever keep me away.”
I felt his hand on my lower back and the other holding up my chin.
We both leaned in, our lips meeting in a tender kiss.
This kiss started so gently, so lovingly at first. As we pulled away for just a moment, staring into each other’s eyes, we realized how long it had been since we really enjoyed each other’s company.
After that, the kiss only grew hotter and more passionate.
Kyojuro swept me off my feet and carried me straight to our shared room at the back of the estate, the most private spot. It seemed fitting for newlyweds, after all.
As he gently laid me back on the soft futon, I couldn't help but stay focused on him. Kyojuro was simply beautiful. His hair, his eyes, his body, everything about him looked like he was perfectly sculpted.
My admiration was interrupted as I felt him begin to kiss me again. One of his hands traveling to my breasts, gently squeezing it.
The other massaging my thigh.
I feel him pull away from me starting to kiss on my neck traveling all the way down to my chest.
Kyojuro had always known my weak points and how to make me say yes to his every request. He knew my body just as well as I did, and now he was taking full advantage of that knowledge.
I could feel him pressing against me as he moved his hand down my body, lightly touching me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me, wanting more.
Then I heard, Kyojuro's soft voice whisper these words, almost as a demand. "Enjoy this little flame, you've kept me waiting far too long.”
As soon as those words left his lips, I felt myself begin to relax. His movements were so gentle, so careful, so loving.
His fingers trailed down my sides, sending chills through my body. His hands went back up and caressed my neck, making me tremble. He kissed me once more, and I melted into him.
It was as if he had cast a spell over me, and all I could do was obey him. He was completely in control of me.
After a moment, I felt him move back down and remove my underwear, revealing my already wet entrance. His hand slid between my thighs, and I couldn't help but let out a moan as his finger slipped inside me. He was gentle at first, just barely grazing me, but it felt incredible.
"Is this okay?" he asked softly, his breath hot against my ear.
I nodded but I could tell that wasn’t enough for him.
“Use your words my love.” He demanded sweetly.
“Yes Kyo, it’s perfect.” I said, my voice trembling.
He leaned down and kissed my lips before pulling back again, smiling at me.
"I want to be inside of you," he whispered, his voice filled with desire.
"Please," I begged.
He removed his fingers, replacing them with his cock, his tip rubbing against my clit.
"Good girl," he whispered, thrusting into me.
I threw back my head, arching my back and digging my nails into his shoulders. His movements were slow and deep at first and then they became faster and harder, and soon my whole body began to shake. I couldn't stop the moans from escaping my lips, and I couldn't help but beg for more.
When he starts to speed up I know we are both about to reach our limit.
I feel his fingers interlock with mine and his lips pressing against mine again, but this time, he wasn’t just kissing me, he was also letting his teeth graze my bottom lip.
He was biting down hard enough to draw blood.
We were both so close and we were both trying to hold back but we couldn’t anymore. We were finally going to let ourselves release.
I was the first one to let myself go, arching my back as I moaned his name.
Then he followed not too far behind.
After he finishes, we just lay there for a bit catching our breath.
“I love you, Y/N,” he finally breathed out, turning his head to look at me.
I turned to face him as well. “I love you, Kyojuro.”
After that, the two of us drifted off in each other's arms for the rest of the night.
The next morning when I awoke, I was still trapped wrapped in Kyojuro's arms.
After a bit of struggling, I managed to maneuver my way out and make it to the kitchen.
There I saw Senjuro, who was already preparing breakfast for everyone.
“Good morning, Sen,” I greeted with a yawn.
“Oh, good morning, Y/N!”
“I'm almost finished with breakfast. Is my brother awake yet?”
“He should be awake soon. We both have to see Master Kagaya today,” I said, rubbing my eyes.
He stopped to turn and look at me.
“Did something bad happen?” he asked nervously.
Poor Senjuro always assumes the absolute worst in every situation. Well, I suppose in this case it’s somewhat understandable.
“No, Sen, nothing's wrong. Kyojuro and I are just going to inform Master Kagaya of my retirement. That’s all.”
He gave a puzzled look.
“Retirement? Why? Haven’t you been training for years to improve your sword skills to move up in the ranks?” he asked.
He was right. I know I shouldn’t go back on my word to Kyojuro, but I really was having second thoughts about my decision.
Senjuro could probably sense my doubt because his next response was:
"If this is something that you're not sure of, then you shouldn't do it. If you have doubts about this decision, then maybe you're not ready for retirement just yet."
His words really struck a chord with me.
Maybe he was right.
Before I could ponder that any further, Kyojuro had made his way into the kitchen.
"Good morning! How are my two favorite people doing?" he said cheerfully.
I smiled.
"Morning, Kyo. Did you sleep well?"
"I did, actually. Thank you, little flame," he walked over to me, giving me a kiss.
I could feel my chest tightening, nervous about what was to come.
The whole time at breakfast, I felt so spaced out. All I could hear was Kyojuro and Senjuro talking and the occasional grunt from Shinjuro drinking away at the table.
“Sunflower? Are you okay?”
I was snapped out of my daze by Kyojuro waving a hand in front of my face. All three of them were staring at me, kind of concerned.
“Oh, yeah, I’m fine. Sorry.”
I shook my head a little and looked down at my plate. I felt bad for Senjuro going through all that trouble to cook, but I simply couldn’t eat right now.
After we finished breakfast, Kyojuro and I headed out.
The thought that this would be the last time wearing my uniform with my sword by my side was so weird and almost uncomfortable to me.
I knew that this day would come eventually, but I always hoped in the back of my mind that Kyojuro would be the one to retire before me.
I had been so focused on training and my duties as a demon slayer that it had never even occurred to me how my marriage would affect everything.
I was now a wife. My first priority should be the estate, and helping Shinjuro while he was in his state of grief, and being there for Senjuro as well.
It wouldn’t be right of me to go against my husband's wishes either. Especially after the intimate moment we shared. Right?
As we made it to HQ waiting to speak with the master I felt my heartbeat racing inside of me.
The room was quiet, I could feel Kyojuro’s eyes lingering on me but I couldn’t bring myself to face him right now.
Both mine and Kyojuro’s attention was shifted as we heard the door open and Master Kagaya entered the room.
"Rengoku, Y/N. It's a pleasure to see you both," Kagaya said, his face as warm as ever.
"It's wonderful to see you too, Master," I replied.
"So what brings you two here? It seems urgent, judging by the fact that you came in so early."
"It is very urgent," Kyojuro began.
He then proceeded to explain our conversation from the night before, and how I was considering retiring.
"Y/N, this is a big decision, and it's important that you feel comfortable and confident in it. Do you think you can fully retire, knowing you won't be able to assist the demon slayers as you are now?" Kagaya asked.
I looked at the master and then glanced at Kyojuro. He seemed so proud and happy that we were here. I could feel the warmth radiating from him.
But, I could also sense the worry in his expression. He was nervous, scared almost.
I couldn't do that to him.
"Master, I've spent most of my life training for the opportunity to become a hashira. To serve the demon slayer corps and protect those who cannot protect themselves. But...I'm no longer just a demon slayer. I'm also a wife, and as such, I think it's only right that I focus on that," I answered.
The room fell silent for a moment.
"If you truly feel this is the right choice, then we support you, Y/N," Kagaya finally spoke.
"Thank you, Master," I bowed.
"Thank you so much, Master! I will never
forget your kindness!" Kyojuro bowed as well.
The two of us left the room and started to head out.
As we exited, we ran into a few of the other Hashira, who asked us about what we had gone to see Master Kagaya about.
They too seemed surprised and a little concerned when Kyojuro explained to them that I would be retiring so soon.
I could tell some of their reactions to the news annoyed Kyojuro. Shinobu used the word “controlling,” and you could see his smile almost falter.
"Controlling" was never a word I would have used to describe my husband. He just loves me, right? He wants to protect me. There's no way my sweet and kind Kyo would ever do anything to control or manipulate me.
Right?
Part Two
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raiinbqw · 1 year
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Yan!Uppermoon HCs (pt. 1)
characters: kokushibou, douma, & akaza
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KOKUSHIBO
Kokushibo already scares with his appearance, height, and strength. As a yandere, he tends to use that to his advantage. It seems to be the only effective way to get your attention so you don’t escape.
He does love you, but if you keep trying to escape, he won’t hesitate to put you in your place. No matter the cost.
Kokushibo is extremely hard to escape from. He has a high IQ and intelligence. Not to mention, he’s Uppermoon One. Any plan you have, he’s already 17 steps ahead.
He does not respond to begging, so you can’t beg your way out of his grasp. Though, he does secretly find it….arousing. 👀
His punishments are extremely painful. It could be anything really. Cutting off your limbs, keeping your family hostage, or even leaving you to starve.
Nonetheless, Kokushibo is obsessed with you.
“Your attempts to leave me are pointless, but I like a challenge.”
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DOUMA
Douma is more subtle about his obsession for you. While he does melt over you, he makes sure you know that you’re beneath him and should be practically worshipping him.
He loves you, that much is true. He won’t hesitate to eat your entire family and won’t feel bad if you cry.
He would provide be the easiest to escape from since he’s always so busy with his cult and his duties as an Uppermoon. He’d always make time for you though.
Begging? Priceless! It makes him laugh that you’re so desperate to resort to such pathetic matters! Of course he won’t let you go.
His punishments are….let’s say you won’t be able to walk for a month or two.
Douma doesn’t treat you like the rest of his followers. In fact, he demands his followers treat you like royalty. You’re just below him in the hierarchy of this cult.
“Ohoho! Keep begging! This is amusing!”
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AKAZA
Out of these three, Akaza is the one who is most lenient. However, that depends on how loving you are toward him.
He’s not one to harm someone he loves but will go there if it comes to that. And trust me, you don’t want it to come to that.
Is Akaza downright crazy for you? Of course! He’s obsessed with you, but he’s much more gentle with you than the other Uppermoons would be.
The chances of you being able to escape from him is dependent entirely on how much he trusts you. If he trusts you, you may be able to escape. If he doesn’t, then you’ll lose any chances at going out at all, let alone escape.
Begging? Cute, but not gonna work. No exceptions. Unless ya’ll fucking.
Punishments are rare. Extremely rare. He composes his feelings around you so you don’t see him as an angry, abusive man.
Overall, he’s probably the most wholesome yandere in the Twelve Kizuki.
“People like you are what the world needs. You’re a delicate flower that needs to be protected.”
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yandere-kokeshi · 8 months
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Hello, can I order the Headcanon Yandere Uzui with a Gn reader who loves his boobs and who always sticks her face in his chest and massages, touches and sucks his nipples But who is ashamed to confess for fear of being thought that the S/O is a pervert.
In a scenario where he kidnaps his S/O who, instead of freaking out, stares at his boobs and asks if he can touch them.
I think he would be the type to go shirtless just to have his S/O touching him constantly.
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Warnings: yandere behavior and nsfw
A/N: I got confused by this so I decided to do headcanons. Ty for the request <3
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He actually enjoys this way too much.
Uzui loves how naughty you can be, especially when he wakes up in the morning or does a workout in the backyard; he really finds your reactions to be very adorable, the way your eyes just follow him around as he does daily tasks.
Not only does he purposely wear tight clothing, but he makes sure to always bear his chest around. He loves admiring the way you shuffle behind him and ask if you can touch his chest, to which you never have to ask permission for.
Speaking of permission, Uzui has given you all the nodding on touching him whenever you want. Anytime of the day, evening or night, you can reach over and grab his
Definitely teases on how perverted you can be. But he means no harm, Uzui loves how dirty-minded you are. Something he and you both have in common.
As for your worries of being ashamed of being dirty-minded or having the fear he’ll be grossed out, he always assures you that he’s always known – and that he doesn’t mind one bit.
Will ask you questions regarding his chest, asking if he should get nipple piercings or wear certain clothing that make his nipples hard. Regardless of your opinion, one day, he will show up at the house with aching nipple-piercings, teasing you the minute he steps into the home: “Wait until it’s healed than you can suck like a good ol’ whore.”
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Falling just as hard.
Rengoku x reader , sanemi x reader
Angst? I don't really know
Plot: I really don't know just read please love you guys
Maybe a pt2??
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You and sanemi were actually close , bestfriends actually and some how you where really close and you've been dying to tell him how you feel to confess your feelings for him at last.
You decide to do it on his birthday , you called him up "nemiii , happy birthday may you stop by I have something for you." Finally a deep voice spoke " I'm on my way y/n. "
"ok see you seen , love you "
" I love you too "
Sanemi soon arrived , walking in " i'm here "
You wore a nice skin tight dress that hugs all your curves in just the right way you know sanemi would like. " Y/n what the fuck is this " sanemi spoke almost sounding mad " just hush and come here . " You said walking into the room sanemi groans " ok ". You set the room really nice giving it the romantic vibe. Rose petals all over the bed and floor , candles lit , low lighting , nice snacks on the bed , and a movie for you guys to watch. As sanemi walks in a gasp slips from him " what the fuck." "Ugh come on sit down and enjoy a movie for once nemi ! ". " Ok " groaning as he walks towards the bed sitting down " what is all th-" you cut him off in the middle of the sentence " sit and enjoy please" " alright , alright ".
He sits and you guys enjoy the food and lighting and candles talking about random stuff goofing around laughing and enjoying each other's company you suddenly stop. "Sanemi , can we talk". He froze , you never used his full name always "nemi" he knew something was up " yeah wassup " " well , I've liked you for a while and maybe we could take things to the next level you know." He froze again one sanemi heard those words he quickly gathered his things and just up and left going after him you yelled " can you atleast try the cake I baked ? " The cake said " happy birthday sanemi I love you". He turned look and ran away , after that he ghosted you. 4 months later here he is sitting in his room realizing he was wrong and he can't keep hiding his feelings. The same night at the dinner table he noticed you and rengoku sitting closer then usual. Laughing, hugging, smiling. So close it made sanmeis blood boil , so after dinner sanemi went up to rengoku since everybody acted like it was so normal I mean he couldn't keep up he's been in room for months not coming out at all only at night through his window. Yelling " RENGOKU WHAT THE FUCK WHERE YOU DOING "
" What do you mean my friend!? "
" with y/n "
" ahh , oh it seems to be that nobody has told you ! "
" TOLD ME WHAT "
" y/n and I are dating ! "
Sanemi couldn't believe It he froze
" what's wrong my friend ! "
At that moment , that night , that time , standing there he realized. She fell for him , but he fell just as hard. Maybe even harder.
Pt 2 ??
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Do you think you could write some yandere headcanons for Hantengu’s four main clones please?
Yes I can! <3
Warnings: Kidnapping, violent behavior, manipulation, Stockholm syndrome, and hantengus clones 😍💞
Sekido
• Due to be angry he'd probably be the one that would always get violent towards you if you try to escape or don't do what he asked.
• A Big downgrader and probably says a lot of harsh words.
• He's disappointed he fell in love with a mortal out of all things so he gets angry a lot and might end up taking it out on you.
• He'll realize what he did later on and would end up showering you in lots of hugs but would still say a bit of threats is he thinks you're thinking about taking advantage of this side of him.
• He cares about you a lot, but doesn't want you to see his weaknesses and take advantage of him and run away.
• Would love to be more comfortable around you but can't afford it until he knows you're all his forever.
• He'll eventually start getting manipulative due to desperation.
• He'll make you feel extremely guilty for all the things you've said to him and for all the times you've tried to escape.
• Eventually you will begin to gain feelings for your captor and will feel dependent on him for everything.
• He's officially gained all the control he needed in order to make you his and now he can do whatever he wants without you complaining. You're his.
Karaku
•This man oh lord.
• He has had his eyes on you for quite some time and has been looking for the right time to kidnap you.
• He waited for the night you were officially alone and away from everyone and when he knew you were he swiftly picked you up and ran off to an abandoned cabin.
• He would keep you in a dark room and talk to you in the shadows, even if you were throwing a lot of insults at him, cause he knew that wouldn't last long.
• He would probably give you punishment by not allowing you to eat for a night or until you learned to behave.
• He would also be the type to praise you just to make you feel better and slowly fall further into his trap or degrade you just for his own pleasure.
• He would definitely be the type to give you lots of physical affection and sometimes would get to touchy but stops himself and sticks with his little plan.
• little by little you will slowly begin to enjoy these moments with him and enjoy his affection.
• You'd want to be by his side all the time.
• He was so happy to see his plan worked and he was able to make you his.
• He was never gonna let you go, you would never know anything of the outside world you would only know of him and him alone.
Aizetsu
• Manipulative asf
• Would always guilt trip you.
• Would always tell you things like "No one loves you the way I do." "You would be a nobody without me." "You don't think I care? Because I don't let you outside?... Why would you NEED to go out there.. after everything I've given you... And yet... You still can't accept what I've done.. That's just selfish of you."
• Would probably tell you false things about the outside world to make you wanna stay.
• He wouldn't be able to punish you, he couldn't bring himself to, so he'll just continue to be manipulative and make you feel so guilty you'll tell him sorry over and over again and hug him until he's satisfied with your reaction.
• As time goes by you'll start believing him and what he tells you and you'll believe you were meant for him and only him.
• He'll be much for affectionate towards you and would let you take walks with him outside but you have to hold his hand and stay by his side.
Urogi
• Would take a lot of joy in your constant tantrums to let you go, but would only pat your head and tell you no.
• He'd probably be a little experimental with you because he wants to see your reaction on different things.
• Would definitely be affectionate towards you even if you tell him to leave you alone.
• Loves giving you kisses like lots of kisses.
• He loves seeing you struggle to escape from his tight grasp around you.
• Would definitely wrap his wings around you if he felt like you were cold.
• Punishment would be sorta brutal, He would fly you up into a huge tree and set you on a thin like branch it can hold you perfectly but if you move it will start breaking. You'll have to beg and cry for him to save you and won't until he gets a apology for your little mistakes.
• One day you'll walk up to him while he's sitting down doing nothing and just sit in his lap and cuddle him. He'd be shocked at first but begins to enjoy this new side of you.
• Loves you're finally starting to understand where your place is and who you belong to.
Hope this was good enough! This is actually my first time writing headcanons and I think I did really good so I hope this is what you wanted and hope you enjoyed <3
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Yandere Kagaya falling in love with a demon s/o? Two of his children got trapped in the area infested with demons and had thought the worst but later found out demon reader protecting them from the others. She built a small den with wisteria although it hurt her, she still stayed close to guard them and provided for them.
Yandere Kagaya Ubuyashiki
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Okay this situation would be really challenging and not really possible in canon...
But this is a fanfic so Fuck canon XD
Kagaya would be worried when his child disappeared.
Of course, as any parent would.
And he was really relieved when his child was found safe and unharmed.
And when his children start telling about the person who helped them during that time, of course Kagaya wants to meet them...
It would only be a "little" shock when they find out that you are a demon.
Okay once this was found out every Hashira would be against letting you live.
But none of them want to go against Kagaya.
With you, Kagaya would be really restrictive.
He doesn't want you to hurt yourself or others.
Of course, your "visit" to him is a big security risk.
Another reason why you really can never leave him.
So you've practically been kidnapped.
Kagaya explains it calmly and is polite.
All things sound reasonable when.he.says it.
He has a soothing voice.
But maybe just to be safe, he puts wisteria flowers near the exits.
But even his kindness has its limits.
If you behave badly, good things will not follow.
Usually he just scares you.
But don't worry he will also comfort you later.
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ʸᵃⁿᵈᵉʳᵉ ᴿᵘⁱ ˣ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ
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ᵂᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍ: ʸᵃⁿᵈᵉʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉᵐᵉˢ, ʲᵘˢᵗ ᴿᵘⁱ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᶜʳᵉᵉᵖʸ, ʰᵉ'ˢ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵉˣᵗʳᵃ
ᵂᶜ: ⁵⁸⁷
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➸ Yᵃⁿᵈᵉʳᵉ ᴿᵘⁱ ʷʰᵒ ᵗᵃᵏᵉˢ ᵃ ˢᵗʳᵒⁿᵍ ᶠᵃˢᶜⁱⁿᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ ⁱⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ʷᵃᵗᶜʰⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜʰᵃˢⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ˢⁱᵇˡⁱⁿᵍˢ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵒʳᵉˢᵗ. ᴬᵖᵖᵃʳᵉⁿᵗˡʸ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈʳᵃᵐᵃ ᵘⁿʳᵃᵛᵉˡⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ᶠʳᵒⁿᵗ ᵒᶠ ʰⁱᵐ, ⁱᵗ ˢᵉᵉᵐˢ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ʰⁱᵐ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵖⁱᵗᶜʰ ᵇˡᵃᶜᵏ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ. ᴴᵉ ⁱˢ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏⁱⁿᵍ ʷʰᵃᵗ ˢᵒʳᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵈᵘᵐᵇ ᵖᵉʳˢᵒⁿ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒᵒᵈˢ ᵃᵗ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ. ᴺᵒⁿᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵉˢˢ ʰᵉ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ᵃᵗᵗʳᵃᶜᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʰᵉ ˢᵉᵉˢ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗʳʸⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᶠⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵃ ᵈᵉᵐᵒⁿ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵃᵗᵗᵃᶜᵏⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵈᵘᵐᵇ ᵇʳᵒᵗʰᵉʳ. ᴴᵉ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ᶠⁱᵍᵘʳᵉ ᵒᵘᵗ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᶠᵉᵉˡⁱⁿᵍ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʰᵉ ᵒᵇˢᵉʳᵛᵉᵈ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʳᵉᵉ ʰᵒʷ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵖʳᵒᵗᵉᶜᵗⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵇʳᵒᵗʰᵉʳ.
ᴱⁿᵛʸ, ʸᵉᵃʰ, ᵗʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᶠᵉᵉˡⁱⁿᵍ. ᴿᵘⁱ ᵈᵒᵉˢⁿ'ᵗ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʰⁱˢ ʰᵘᵐᵃⁿ ˡⁱᶠᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ʰᵉ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵖᵉʳᶜᵉⁱᵛᵉ ⁱˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʰᵉ ᵃˡʷᵃʸˢ ʷᵃⁿᵗᵉᵈ ᵃ ˢᵗʳᵒⁿᵍ ˢⁱˢᵗᵉʳ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ʷʰᵒ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵈⁱᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ʰⁱᵐ ⁱⁿ ᵃⁿʸ ˢⁱᵗᵘᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ. ᴴᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵉⁿᵛⁱᵒᵘˢ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵇᵒⁿᵈ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ ˢᵒ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ⁱᶠ ʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ʰᵉ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵈⁱˢᵍᵘⁱˢᵉ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵇʳᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵗᵒ ʳᵉᶜᵉⁱᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵃᶠᶠᵉᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿ.
➸ ᴴᵉ'ˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʸᵖᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵖᵉʳˢᵒⁿ ᵗᵒ ˢᵗᵃˡᵏ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃᵗ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ ⁱⁿ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵛⁱˡˡᵃᵍᵉ, ʰᵉ ᵏᵉᵉᵖˢ ᵃ ˢᵃᶠᵉ ᵈⁱˢᵗᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ⁿᵒᵗⁱᶜᵉ ʰⁱᵐ. ᴮᵘᵗ ʰⁱˢ ᵉʸᵉˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃˡʷᵃʸˢ ᵒⁿ ʸᵒᵘ.
ᴵᵗ ᶠᵉᵉˡˢ ˢᵒ ˢᵘʳʳᵉᵃˡ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʰᵉ ᵒᵇˢᵉʳᵛᵉˢ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ. ᴴᵉ'ˢ ˢᵒ ᶠⁱˣᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᵒⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵉᵉᵐˢ ᵖᵉʳᶠᵉᶜᵗ ᵗᵒ ʰⁱᵐ. ᴴᵉ ᵈᵒᵉˢ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵍᵒᵈ ˢᵉⁿᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵒ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃˢ ᵃ ᵍⁱᶠᵗ. ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵐᵉᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʰⁱᵐ.
ᵀʰᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ⁱˢ ᵗᵒ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʰⁱᵐ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʳᵉᵃˡ ʰᵒᵐᵉ. ᴴᵉ ʷⁱˡˡ ˢᵒᵒⁿ ᶜᵒⁿᶠʳᵒⁿᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵉˣᵖʳᵉˢˢⁱⁿᵍ ʰᵒʷ ʰᵉ ʷᵃⁿᵗˢ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ʰⁱˢ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ ᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡⁱᵛᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʰⁱᵐ
ᴮᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ʲᵘˢᵗ ˢᵒ ᵗᵉʳʳⁱᶠⁱᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ʷᵉⁱʳᵈᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵇʸ ʰⁱᵐ. ᵂʰʸ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵉˡˡ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ʰᵉ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ʸᵒᵘ ʷⁱˡˡ ˢʰᵃʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵃᵐᵉ ᵇᵒⁿᵈ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʰⁱᵐ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ˢʰᵃʳᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ. ᴺᵒ ʷᵃʸ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ᵈᵉᵐᵒⁿ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ʰⁱᵐ. ᴮᵉˢⁱᵈᵉˢ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵐᵒʳᵗⁱᶠⁱᵉᵈ ᵏⁿᵒʷⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵗᵃˡᵏᵉᵈ ᵗʰⁱˢ ʷʰᵒˡᵉ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ.
➸ ᴴᵉ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵗʳʸ ᵗᵒ ᵖᵉʳˢᵘᵃᵈᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ⁱⁿ ᵐᵃⁿʸ ʷᵃʸˢ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵍᵒ ⁱⁿ ᵛᵃⁱⁿ. ᴴᵃᵛⁱⁿᵍ ⁿᵒ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᶜʰᵒⁱᶜᵉˢ, ʰᵉ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵗⁱᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵘᵖ ᵒⁿᵉ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢˡᵃᵘᵍʰᵗᵉʳ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʷʰᵒˡᵉ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ ⁱⁿ ᶠʳᵒⁿᵗ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘ. ᴹᵉᵃⁿʷʰⁱˡᵉ ᵗᵉᵃʳˢ ᵃʳᵉ ˢᵗʳᵉᵃᵐⁱⁿᵍ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶠᵃᶜᵉ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵘʳᵈᵉʳ ˢᵖʳᵉᵉ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ᶠʳᵒⁿᵗ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘ.
➸ ʸᵃⁿᵈᵉʳe ᴿᵘⁱ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ʷʰᵒ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ˡⁱᵛᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ⁱᶠ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ'ˢ ⁿᵒ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵃˡⁱᵛᵉ ⁱⁿ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ. ʸᵘᵖ, ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵐᵃᵏᵉˢ ˢᵉⁿˢᵉ ᵗᵒ ʰⁱᵐ.
ᴴᵉ ʷⁱˡˡ ʲᵘˢᵗ ˢᶜᵒᵒᵖ ʸᵒᵘ ⁱⁿ ʰⁱˢ ᵃʳᵐˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗ ᵒᵘᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵒʳᵉˢᵗ.
ᴿᵘⁱ ⁱˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʸᵖᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵖˡᵃᵗᵒⁿⁱᶜ ʸᵃⁿᵈᵉʳᵉ ʷʰᵒ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵇᵉˡⁱᵉᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ ᵗᵒ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁿᵒᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵉˡˢᵉ ᵐᵃᵗᵗᵉʳˢ. ᵂʰʸ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ʰᵉ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵒⁿᵉ ᵉˡˢᵉ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵃ ˡᵒᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃˢ ʰⁱˢ ˢⁱˢᵗᵉʳ. ᴴᵉ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵏⁱˡˡ ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳˢ ⁱⁿ ʰⁱˢ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ.
ᴴᵉ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵏᵉᵉᵖ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗⁱᵉᵈ ᵘᵖ ⁱⁿ ʰⁱˢ ʰᵒᵘˢᵉ ᵘⁿᵗⁱˡ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃᵍʳᵉᵉ ᵗᵒ ˡⁱˢᵗᵉⁿ ᵗᵒ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃᶜᵗᵘᵃˡˡʸ ᵇᵉ ᵒᵇᵉᵈⁱᵉⁿᵗ. ᴴᵉ'ˢ ᵉˣᵗʳᵉᵐᵉˡʸ ᵐᵒᵒᵈʸ. ᴼᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ⁿᵒʷʰᵉʳᵉ ʰᵉ ʷⁱˡˡ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗ ᶜᵃʳᵉˢˢⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶠᵃᶜᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵉ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵉˣᵖᵉᶜᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵃᵐᵉ ˢᵒʳᵗ ᵒᶠ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃᶠᶠᵉᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʸᵒᵘ. ᴬˢ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵃ ʰᵘᵐᵃⁿ, ʰᵉ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵖʳᵒᵗᵉᶜᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵃˡˡ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵈᵉᵐᵒⁿˢ. ᴴᵉ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵍⁱᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃⁿʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘ ʳᵉ૧ᵘᵉˢᵗ ʰⁱᵐ ᵗᵒ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˡˡ ʰᵉ ʷᵃⁿᵗˢ ⁱˢ ʲᵘˢᵗ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵈᵉᵛᵒᵗⁱᵒⁿ.
ᵀʰᵉʳᵉ'ˢ ᵃ ᵇⁱᵍ ᵖᵒˢˢⁱᵇⁱˡⁱᵗʸ ʰᵉ ʷⁱˡˡ ⁿᵒᵗ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵒᵘˢᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵖᵉⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ʷʰᵒˡᵉ ᵈᵃʸ ʰᵒˡᵈⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʰᵃⁿᵈ ᵗᵃˡᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵃⁿʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁿᵒᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ. ᴴᵉ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ʳᵉˢᵒʳᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵖʰʸˢⁱᶜᵃˡ ᵛⁱᵒˡᵉⁿᶜᵉ ⁱᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈⁱˢᵃᵍʳᵉᵉ ᶜᵒ ᵒᵖᵉʳᵃᵗᵉ ⁱⁿ ʰⁱˢ ᵈᵉˡᵘˢⁱᵒⁿᵃˡ ᶠᵃⁿᵗᵃˢⁱᵉˢ.
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I'm so sorry if you didn't like this, I haven't been feeling like writing anything for a while. So the writing is pretty shitty. But recently I started watch demons slayer and I just wanted to write something for Rui.
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