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kalinysu · 10 months

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𝐆𝐎 𝐀𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃. ⇀ Muzan x F!Reader

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Your Muzan’s first wife, and only demon wife. You’ve known him for centuries, and he seems to have mellowed quite a bit with you. This particular night, Muzan seemed to be in an even worse mood than usual, getting annoyed with you for every question you asked.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Cursing, verbal abuse, threats, sexually suggestive behavior.

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: first story, working on more. also might be some spelling errors, i’m writing this half asleep.

“I’m beginning to question what other purpose you have other than to please and love me. Tell me, why is it you struggle so much to complete one simple god damn task? Hm? Answer me when i’m fucking speaking to you. Would you prefer it if I fucked the answer out of you again? Useless bitch.”

You and Muzan had been lying in bed for a few minutes now, neither of you moving or speaking. You could sense Muzan’s anger, since when he returned all he was doing was yelling and cursing at you. You were too afraid to make any noise at all, as he had been cursing at you and yelling since he had gotten back, only stopping about an hour ago when he had gotten into the shower.

You finally built up the courage to say something, turning your head to look at Muzan, who was laying on his side with his back facing you. “Mh..Muzan? Can I… Can I turn of this lamp?” You tried your best to ask as nicely and softly as possible, not wanting to upset him or bother him even more. “Go ahead.” He mumbled. You hesitantly sat up and reached over to turn off the lamp, before moving back to your original position.

Normally, you and Muzan would be cuddling. But there was a large gap between you two in bed. You nervously fidgeted with your fingers, before looking at him once again. You stayed silent for a moment, trying to read his body language somehow and see if he was starting to get annoyed again. In your mind, you were complaining about the way he was acting. It was rare to see him like this but still, you practically craved his attention everyday, and now he wasn’t giving it to you. “Can I..braid your hair?” You asked, growing bored of simply sitting there. “..Go ahead.” He said once again. You moved a little closer to him, your fingertips running across his neck as you pulled all his long curly black hair towards you, not trying to pull on it too much.

You braided his hair carefully, making sure you didn’t tug too hard. You swore you could feel Muzan tense up at your touch for a moment, or maybe it was just you. When you were finished with the braid, you couldn’t help but ask another question. “Muzan can I—“ You were cut off by him already answering. “Go ahead.” He said, seemingly just wanting you to shut up already. You stared at him for a moment, before moving a little closer to him. You hugged him tight from behind, which only resulted in you being pushed away from him.

He was seemingly still upset with you for failing multiple missions, though you were glad he didn’t kill you like he would another demon, because you were his wife, you got the most special treatment.

Muzan then turned over to face you, his red eyes now open. He suddenly grabbed your face and pulled you closer, before kissing you, earning him a small whimper from you. “Stop whining. I can hear your thoughts.” He broke the kiss for a moment to speak, before kissing you once again. Your cheeks flushed red, only now having realized that. He had told you multiple times before but you never truly payed attention to his words. "M-maste—“ You tried to break the kiss and explain yourself, but his grip on the back of your head only forced you into the kiss once more. Your hands went up to his chest, feeling his muscular body through the robe he wore.

“Go ahead, darling.”

Your hand pushed away the silky fabric, opening your eyes slightly to see his bare chest, ever so slightly pulling away from the kiss only for him to forcefully turn your head back, deepening the kiss, slipping his tongue into your mouth. Even going as far as biting your bottom lip, causing you to whimper once again. Your hands felt his body, ever single ab on his stomach, before moving down, attempting to feel even more before Muzan’s hand stopped yours, gripping your wrist. “Not now, dear.” He said, pulling away from the kiss with a grin. You were about to whine and complain, until he had gotten on top of you and kissed you once again, this time his hands were wandering all over your body.

“You don’t deserve anything yet. You’ve got no clue how tired I am of you being such a needy bitch, who can’t even think about anything but sex. Can’t do anything right, can you?”

“Master—P-please, you know I haven’t seen you practically all day…” You said, barely above a whisper. Your thoughts were running wild, no matter how much you tried to hide them, your mind was filled with the thought of Muzan fucking you. You couldn’t stand the feeling between your legs, it was far too much. You desperately needed attention down there, but it seemed Muzan wasn’t willing to give you any. Moving off of you and bringing you closer to him, wrapping an arm around you and burying his face into your neck.

“Think of this as your punishment, for not being able to accomplish anything I ask of you.”

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o3o-aya · 9 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 🥹🫶

“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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cozymoko · 11 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

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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married-to-google-translater · 1 year

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Hai! Can i pls request maybe a muzan x reader where Yandere Muzan on his way to kidnapped the reader ( reader lives in the forest) and then he get there, he see reader front and back Garden full with the Blue Spider Lily flowers?

Yandere Muzan Kibutsuji

Well Muzan certainly wouldn't be happy now.

He had just arrived to kidnap you.

You had clearly overstepped your authority as his partner pet and chatted to other people.

And this really doesn't work.

Muzan does not want to share his "property" with others.

And you have indeed broken his rules.

Rules you don't even know about.

And now it's time to fix it.

Muzan was coming to kidnap you.

He does it at night (of course).

This would be the first time he sees your home.

It was a very cloudy day in the middle of the forest.

Muzan knew that he would be busy at night so that's why he decided to pick you up during the day.

He had sent lower demons to investigate the surroundings of your home so he knew it was safe for this time.

What he didn't know, however, was what kind of flowers grow in your yard.

Muzan would be excited when he saw them for the first time.

He always knew that you have something useful...

That's why he would wait at your house for the sun to set so he could pick the flowers before taking you with him.

Muzan would not be excited to see the flowers die as soon as the sun has set.

Guess who gets to explain to him how those flowers work?

Oh yes you.

And Muzan certainly wouldn't be thrilled to learn that it will be at least a year before those flowers bloom again.

You will definitely get punished for this... because why not.

A fair relationship you have... *Sarcasm*

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colourstreakgryffin · 3 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

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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dahliamalfoy97 · 1 year

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NEEDY - Muzan

MuzanxReader

A/N: probably not my best work, but I hope you enjoy it anyways!

Synopsis: Basically Y/N is feeling a bit needy and is a bit of a brat and Muzan is a sadistic bastard.

Warning: SMUT +18!! , MDNI, Yandere Muzan ! Explicit Content, daddy kink, monster kink, brat kink, degradation, masochism, slight dacryphilia, choking kink, spanking kink, manhandling, orgasm denial, overstimulation, penetration, oral sex, thigh riding, hair pulling, cockwarming, mentions of blood, and whatever else I forget to mention. Muzan is kind of mean but I mean it’s Muzan soo.

You were feeling Needy.

Your boyfriend Muzan was really focused on defeating the Demon Survey Corps and the upcoming war and you knew how important it was to him. You knew he was busy and you know he had specifically ordered you don't bother him while he was working. Usually you followed his orders but all he seemed to do is lock himself away in his lab. And it left you lonely.

Feeling needier than ever.

It had been weeks since you two had been intimate. And you were starting to forget what his touch had felt like. Sure you were a demon and life was unending. You had an infinite amount of time with him but 2 weeks seemed like forever this time around.

So probably making the worst decision of your life you dress yourself in a short red dress that hugged every curve and barely covered your ass. It was new one you had bought just for him. But he's been too busy to see it on you. You curled your hair and put on some makeup and made way to his lab.

You knocked softly.

"Who is there?" Muzan answers monotonously and you knew he was probably not even looking up at door.

"It's me, Muzan," you say.

Immediately the doors open, "I thought I've told you to not to bother me while I'm working, Y/N," you feel your heart drop because he hadn't even looked up at you and he called you by your name. Not doll, or princess.

"I know but, I barely see you anymore," you pout, creeping quietly towards where he sat in his chair with a vial in his hands. His crimson cat like eyes narrowed in pure concentration. " I miss you."

He sighs, "I know, Princess, but you know how important to this is."

" I get that but lately it seems more important than me," you can't help but hiss in dismay, leaning against his desk, admiring his breathtaking profile. You had missed him so your heart ached. As a demon naturally you didn't feel much emotions. But you burned and craved him like he was your own heartbeat.

His gaze flits to yours for a second, "I promise nothing is more important than you, but this is so we can be together without any issues. Remember?"

"Of course. And I want that future with you, but right now I need you right now."

"I'm busy, princess, I promise I'll make it up to you later."

But you're not giving up so easily, you begin prowling around him. Creeping behind him to massage his shoulders.

"Have you even eaten lately?" And he immediately relaxes under your touch. "When was the last time you slept?"

"I am a demon, I don't need those things."

Your hands curl around his tie, nibbling on his ear, he lets out a groan. His grip on the vial tightening.

"Well you can't continue to be the most powerful demon king if you're refusing to eat."

"I'll eat later," he growls. "Right now I need to finish this concoction-"

"Damn it, Muzan, you haven't even looked at me since I walked in here. I know this is important, but you can at least remember me from time to time," his hand grips yours tightly, pulling you in front of him. His crimson stare finally meeting yours,

"I can never forget you, Sweetheart."

You stick out your lower lip, "well it seems like you have. It's been 2 weeks since I've seen you, two weeks since you've touched me. And i know you've said not to bother you, but fuck Muzan, I need you. If you're going to ignore me than I can just go find Douma, I know he'll-"

The vial in his hand shatters, his veins strain against his pale skin, his hand grips your wrist and yanks you on to his lap. Your legs on dangling on both sides. You gasp at the sudden reaction.

"Don't even think about finishing that fucking sentence," he growls, those crimson eyes glaring into yours, his hands grip your waist tightly. "You're fucking mine, sweetheart, and I will kill that demon if he lays a finger on you."

Your core fluttered at his degrading words.

"Muzan, you've been ignoring me the last few weeks," you reply back. "You haven't even what I'm wearing right now and I've bought it for you."

His eyes finally do a fully take of what you're wearing, and his eyes darken, "you bought this for me," his fingers skim the satin material, "let me guess you're not wearing any panties are you?"

"Maybe, maybe I am. But you won't be able to find out if you continue to ignore me like you have been," you run your hands down his torso, feeling his muscles tense underneath you, running them all the way to where they brush along the noticeable bulge that's straining against the material of his slacks. You rub it teasingly, and grind yourself a little on his thigh. But he stops your movements with a firm grip around your waist, his jaw clenching.

You smirk, knowing he was pissed, "You mean to tell me you've been wandering around the castle without panties where anyone else but me can see you?"

"Well I mean you haven't been around to see me so really why does it matter?"

He growls, a deep guttural growl, it vibrates underneath you and you can't help but bite your lip, knowing this man was was mere seconds from unleashing the beast that slept underneath.

"You're really going to be a fucking brat? What have I fucking told you about wandering around the castle without your panties on? You know I don't want anyone else seeing what's mine."

You squeeze him tightly and his eyes flash a dangerous scarlet, "again, you haven't been around so why would I listen to you when you haven't even cared to come and see me? I've gotten lonely without you, Daddy and I have needs. But if you're not here to take care of me than I might as well go find someone else who will-"

His hand suddenly grips your throat, squeezing, "you're being a real brat, little one, you come and bother me after I've told you not to, then you decide to parade around in no panties, even when I've ordered you not to and then you decide to get mouthy. The fucking nerve you have to speak to me like that, looks like I need to punish you. Teach you some fucking manners."

"Fuck you," you spit in face, choking slightly in his tight trip.

Suddenly he's throwing you off of him, rage is in his eyes, shoving you to your knees.

"Fine. If you're going to be a bitch, then you can get on your fucking knees. And I'll treat you like one."

He unbuckles his pants letting them fall to the ground, his massive angry cock slaps against his stomach, the red and dripping with precum, your mouth waters as he takes the belt off and forces your hands behind you and binds them together, tightly. The leather digs into your wrists when you try to wiggle out of them.

"Open. Your. Fucking. Mouth," he demands, but he doesn't give a chance to do much as he's already gripping you by the hair, pulling you so that you're directly in front of him. His cock is right in your face. He looks down at you with a mocking grin. "Aww look at you, utterly helpless against what I'm about to do."

He grips his cock his hands, stroking it a little, before rubbing the tip up and down your awaiting lips. Smearing precum all over.

"You think you can talk to me however you please," he growls, slapping his dick on your face, continuing to taunt you with it. "Think again, slut. Did you forget who I am little one?"

Without any warning at all, he's forcing his cock into your mouth. Not giving you any chance to breath or adjust as it lodges all the way into your throat, your throat not nearly big enough to take all of him. For he was just too massive and this wasn't even him in his true demon form. You could feel every inch and vein humming against your throat, it was angry. You could feel the rage as he began to roughly slam into you. You choke immediately, but soon hollow your cheeks and breathe throw your nose so you can take him in as deep as possible. He grips your hair winding it tightly in his fists, pulling harshly against it while he abuses your mouth.

"That's it, that's much better, having you silent and gagging around my cock. Much better than that nasty attitude that comes out of it," he watches with twisted satisfaction as spit and precum begin to dribble out of your mouth. Your eyes watering as his tip hits your throat repeatedly. As he's fucking your throat, his form begins to change. His black curly hair turns into those gorgeous snowy curls, the transformation causing his dress shirt to rip exposing his corded muscles and ribbons of red that laced around him. You whimper at the sight. He was magnificent and deadly at the same time. "Yes, that's it, whimper for me, whimper at the sight of your King."

You wiggle against the belt that's keeping you from touching him. You so desperately wanting to feel him underneath your finger tips.

As if he can read your mind, he laughs, "what you want to touch me? Hmm? I can't let you do that just yet. You have to be punished, sweetheart. You've been way too naughty. Way too defiant."

You protest, but his cock is keeping you from being able to speak, it- he was relentless against in your throat. He was no longer the soft man that he only was with you. No he was officially the devil, taking what he wanted from you. Using your for his sick pleasure. But you had missed it. You had missed the way he felt in your throat, the way he would pulse inside you, his warmth, his touch. His fucking attention. All of it which is why you had acted out. Your core was aching and you were rubbing your thighs together. The need becoming to great.

"are you making a mess down there?" Muzan mocks, eyes locked on your shifting thighs, never loosening his grip in your hair and relenting on his thrusts. "You've already caused me to break one of my vials. Because you couldn't be nice, you just had to go and talk back, and now I have to fucking start over on that one. What a greedy little slut."

Tears were streaming down your cheeks at this point, your jaw was starting to hurt, at being stretched out so widely and brutally, but you didn't care. You welcomed that pain. His thrusts start to become more erratic and you feel him growing, those veins becoming more prominent as his release was nearing.

"Now be a good little slut and swallow for your King," all you can do is hum, as hot liquid pours down your throat, you welcome the salty taste as it costs your tongue, sucking greedily not wanting to miss a single drop, as he slowly starts to pull out, he smirks as you swallow it all. "Good girl.”

In rapid motion, he's yanking you back up, he bunches up the skirt of your dress, eyes flaring at the sight of your bare cunt. He sits down on the chair and pulls you with him, he places you on one of the mouths that decorates his leg, and you immediately fall against his chest as the wet muscle flicks against your slit. Your hands are still behind your back, so you have nothing to grab you to stabilize you. He rocks you along his thigh, body is already convulsing as the mouth on his leg eats you out. Meanwhile, he's just leaning back, watching lazily as you fall apart.

"You're so sexy when you're writhing against me like this. I love how small body is compared to mine. So easy to manipulate how I want. So easy to just break."

Your arch into him, grinding desperately along that mouth. As it cruelly sucks on your clit and draws circles, you're a whimpering mess. He laughs taking your tits in his massive hands, and latches his mouth one of them, swirling his tongue around your nipple, then he switches to the other one.

"Fuck Muzan,” you cry, and he bites down on one of your nipples causing you to scream.

"Wrong name, slut," but you can't hurl a sassy remake back, for the coil in you snaps, causing your legs to shake and you to clamp around the mouth as your orgasm crashes through you.

"Daddy," you whimper, "again."

Once again, he laughs, "you don't get to tell me what to do, I'll do to you what I want. And you're just going to have to take whatever it is I give you."

Suddenly, he’s manhandling so you’re pinned to the table with your front side facing the table, he adjusts your stance your legs so their stretched wide. He grips you neck, pulling you in for a kiss, pulling you against him so your entire backside is pressing against his front side. He pushes your head down. He skims a hand along your ass before bringing it down in a hard slap. You jump, crying at the sting. But you could feel your arousal dripping.

"You think you can be a brat and get away with it?" He says before bringing his hand down again. "Think again," he smooths his hand along the sting before bringing it down again. Tears stream down your face, at the burning sensation. It stung. But it felt oh so good. His fingers cup your pussy lips, allowing your wetness to pool in his fingers before bringing them to your mouth and shoving them down your throat. He pulls them out and spanks you again.

"Fuck, Daddy, feels good," you cry.

He just laughs, "of course it does. Because it comes from me. Your pleasure comes from me, remember that before you get smart with me." Then he gets down on his knees behind you, his face inches away from your cunt, he grips your thighs before leaning in and giving you a slow lick. You quiver at the feeling of his hot tongue lazily licking your cunt. He continues this slow torturous pattern, lazy circles. Flicking it up and down. Sucking, biting, energyrhing he did was slow. Driving you on the brink of the edge, you were still sensitive from your previous high. You desperately wiggle yourself against him, trying to get him deeper. But his tentacles stop you from doing so, as they slither like vines around your legs, limiting movement. Like a predator finally going in for the kill, Muzan begins devouring you, body wracks in shivers at the overwhelming pleasure. As You could feel yourself getting closer to your peak, his tongue swiftly pulls out. And you glare at him for denying you of your orgasm.

"Muzan-"

SMACK!

"Still haven't learned to address me properly I see, if you're going to continue doing this bratty routine, then I'll continue denying you of what you really. But if you can be a girl good and be obedient for once, then I'll give you what you want. But you have to be a good girl for me."

"Please, Daddy," you beg, "please let me cum, I'll be a good girl, I promise."

"Really? Or are you just saying so to get what you want?" He slaps your cunt, before sinking two long inside and starts to finger fucking you, your gummy walls clamping. "Fuck, are you really this tight? Has it really been this long since I've fucked you?"

"That's what I've been tried to tell you, but you haven't been listening to me,"

He clamps his free hand around your mouth, as his other one deliciously continues thrusting in and out, "you really need to learn to shut that mouth of yours." You sink your fangs into his hand, causing him to growl, "little bitch," you smirk at the metallic as he lets go of your mouth and slaps your ass again. His fingers still deep inside, never relenting. You could feel your orgasm building again, and you selfishly grind again his fingers.

"Please, Daddy," you pester again him sweetly, with puppy eyes, “let me cum."

"I don’t think so, sweetheart, you’ve been nothing but a brat,” he purrs, “I don’t think you’ve earned it yet.”

You’re practically sobbing at this point as he alternates between slow and fast thrusts, once you’re orgasm would build and you’re walls began to clench, he’d stop and start over. You were shaking at this point, aching with the need to cum. But he was cruel and relentless. But you loved it and this is what you had been wanting when you sought him out. The reason why you misbehaved. You wanted him to treat you like this.

“I don’t know why you have to torture yourself,” he coos in fake sweet voice, “all you have to do is apologize. Apologize , and I’ll give you want you want.”

One of his tentacles curl around your stomach down to your clit and begins sucking on it, and you’re wailing at this point. The pleasure is too much. Too much to bear. Sobs wreck through your body, you’re legs are barely holding you up. No it’s Muzan that’s keeping you from falling apart.

“I- im sorry Daddy,” you blubber, “I’m sorry for being a brat. I just missed you and wanted your attention. I- I was feeling lonely.”

He’s eating this up like a smug bastard, “now that wasn’t so hard was it?”

You’re so so close, but right when you’re about to cum, he pulls out fingers entirely.

“DADDY,” you whine.

“Shut the fuck up,” suddenly your walls are being breached, and his cock is slamming in. No warning, or adjusting, he was selfish with how he took you, cruel-violent. The table was creaking. “Fuck, I’ve missed your pussy so much.”

“Your fault,” you snap, only to earn a slap.

His tentacles shove themselves inside your mouth. Your being impaled by his enormous cock and being gouged by his tentacles. The monster had officially ensnared you in its wrath. Destroying your body as it pleased.

“You really don’t know how to talk to me nicely,” he growls. “But perhaps this was your intention huh? Because you get off on being punished don’t you? You love the pain I give you. All you had to do was wait and be patient, but no, you had to be a selfish little brat.”

Soon he’s releasing into you before you have chance to orgasm yourself, he pulls out of you- his tentacles retracting. Hastily spins around, picks you up so you’re lying against the table, before spreading your legs again, and re-enters you again, making you feel every ridge of his monstrous cock as he split you open, deeply and slowly. Slowly, bringing you to another orgasm. The outlines of his cock could be seen in your stomach, and you moaned at the sight. His hands grip your waist, you’re gripping his arms that are incasing you, your nails digging into his skin. His scarlet orbs never leaving yours as he fucks you.

“You’re being such a good girl now, so quiet and obedient. Look how well you take my cock,” he growls softly, “this pussy is made to take my cock and mine only. Not Douma’s, so I don’t want to hear that bastard’s name come out of your lips again, understood?”

“Yes, Daddy,” you nod tiredly, you could feel yourself slipping into your headspace, as you could feel your walls tightening around his cock again. You knew you were close again, the ache was becoming too much, “you know I love only you. I just was missing you and miss how good you make me feel.”

“I know Princess. And I’m sorry for making you feel forgotten, but I promise I have not. I’ve just been super stressed,” his strokes become slower, deeper, his grunts were becoming more labored you knew he was close too. “This war isn’t going to be easy.“

“I know and I’ve been extra needy - I’m afraid of losing you,” you whisper softly, reaching up with one of your hands to caress his face, loving the way he leans into your touch.

He leans down in between thrusts, capturing your lips in a soft-yet demanding kiss, you moan when his tongue brushes against yours. “You won’t lose me, I promise, my love,” he says in between kisses. “You’ve been so good for me, go ahead and cum for me, sweetheart.”

finally you do, like a big crashing wave, your legs shake as you finally are able to let go, spraying Muzan and he growls in pride.

“That’s it, make a mess for me.”

Not long after he’s releasing into you. Once he’s filled you to brim with his hot seed, he pulls out watching as it gushes out with a satisfied hum. He starts to change back into his human form, but you shake you’re head.

“No stay like this, I love your true demon form.”

“Anything for you, Sweetheart,” then he’s lifting you his arms, and sits down with you in his lap. He settles you so you’re straddling him, and lines his tip with your entrance guiding it through your folds once more. “Now be a good girl and warm my cock for me while I continue my work.”

#demon slayer #muzan x y/n #kny muzan #muzan imagine #muzan kibutsuji #demon slayer muzan #muzan smut #yandere muzan #Muzan one shot #whitehairmuzan #demon king muzan

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alannybunnue · 9 months

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Ok, Imagine: Muzan Kibutsuji with a Wife

Don't question it, ya'll asked for this

But i doubt you imagine something like this...Anyway, enjoy my nonsense :3

[THERE MIGHT BE TRIGGERS WARNINGS, SO BEWARE]

The Demon Queen

= The Backstory =

(I get it, the title is not original, but it makes more sense than anything)

So Muzan is a arrogant little shit and everyone knows it.

But imagine him being married to a unbreakable sunshine

So everything began 1000 years before the main events, in the Heian Era, when Muzan was still a human.

Political marriages were pretty common back then, so you may be asking "Who in their sane minds would marry their daughter to a man on the brink of death?!" Well, our dear reader's shitty parents :3 (Which technically...her mother is me 0-0)

It obviously wasn't a very enjoyable marriage, especially with Muzan's depressing and negative personality, but his wife never change her demeanor, it didn't matter how many times he would cuss at her, she remained at his side everytime with kind smile on her face.

Muzan honestly saw her as a stupid woman who settled down for a impossible dream (Which was them living a normal married life)

So in his mind, he couldn't understand what made her stay with him day and night, waiting for the moment he somehow would be cured from his disease.

She even kept her mouth shut when he killed that Doctor :|

...But then he began to change

And it wasn't impossible to notice, he seemed more energetic, didn't stayed in bed all day like before.

However, he no longer stayed away for shades, his poor wife only found Muzan where the Sun couldn't touch him.

Which made her confused to the extreme, and the poor thing couldn't handle curiosity for long, even if her bitch of a husband wouldn't say a thing...until that one night.

At first, Muzan was going to kill her, at least he was, until she saw him walking towards her normally and became extremely emotional, and went up to her husband and hugged like her life depended on it. (No, she didn't notice the bodies nor the blood)

And as annoying as that would be to the Demon King, he indulged on it for a while, until his brain began to work and he remembered all the times this woman stayed by his side when he was at his worse.

So he transformed her :)

= Muzan as a Yandere + Some details =

One thing that must be made clear, is the detail that Muzan is not in love, he sees his darling more of a living possession than someone he is infatuated with. Using her ultimate devotion for his mere benefit.

Of course, the other reason is because he is already used to his wife's shiny personality and having to look for another woman to disguise himself among humans is too much work.

And yes, after some centuries, he begins to feel bothered whenever she isn't around him, or whenever someone else is with close to his wife.

But that isn't love! It's more like if another child stole his favorite toy.

Surely enough, he won't punish the poor woman too much, she is naive, he knows that...so giving her the silent treatment is enough to make the bubbly sweetheart cling onto him for attention. It still annoys him? Yes. But does he also finds it endearing? Also yes.

Now, does she sees his cruelty and lack of empathy? Yes, however, she is now a demon, she lived centuries with her husband telling her not to mind what they do to humans, nowadays she just can only focus on how much she loves him (My child, wtf-)

Now with demons...it's another story, you see, since she was a human, she always wanted children, but considering the man she got married to...yeah, that was impossible :D

So in her mind, the demons are her children, so whenever Muzan is agressive with them...she is really upset (Let's not comment about when he killed the Lower Moons...my baby cried all night) However, she doesn't say anything, because she can't.

Whenever Muzan can't stay with his wife, he only trusts two demons to take care of her properly

Yeah that's right, Mister Six Eyes and Basketball Man, Kokushibo and Akaza

Both are the most responsible in the group anyway, so they are more than enough to keep the woman in one place...

...But they don't stop her when she wants to stay with others too, except Akaza when she wants to visit Douma.

And Muzan can't complain much, cuz she is safe and sound when he returns, so why bother? (Or that is what she tells him, so he won't lash out on her kids •-•)

So in resume, Muzan is a bitch to everyone but his sunshine wife, but he is not in love- Or that is what he tells himself? :)

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A/N: This honestly is kinda funny and cute somehow?? Muzan is one of the characters that i most despise and i still gave him a Wife...and i gave the Demons a Mom. Hope y'all enjoyed

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #muzan kibutsuji #muzan jackson #yandere concept #yandere x reader #yandere imagine #wife!demon!reader

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tinandabin · 2 years

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Another gen z reader pls!

YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND.

Yandere Muzan x Gen Z! Reader.

Also, this will contain TRIGGERING THEMES!! It could be anything, like mentions of murder, blood, obsession, anything yandere related. Basically dark content, so if you are NOT comfortable with such stuff, please do not read this post!

Okay, so before we start this shit, just know that Muzan here is kind of gonna be like, only good to you and shit.

"My love, I'm back-" Muzan announced as he started taking off his coat like they did in those 90s shit. Or not. God, my memory is fucking shit. That does not matter, for the only goal in your mind at the moment is to find a excuse to get away from this ugly orange of a demon.

"Oh no, I forgot to water my baguettes! I am so sorry, I must take my leave right now!" Just as you said that, your baguettes in the background screamed, "Hydrate us, [Name]!"

I can't even properly tell you how hard Muzan face palmed at your so stupid attempts to try and escape his affection??? And he doesn't even wanna know who you bribed to wear baguette costumes and say to hydrate them.. What did you even bribe them with???

One of them was probably Enmu.

Muzan, himself doesn't know why the fuck he finds you so amusing. It's probably because you are like, literally playing with your life. Literally.

Evidence is the time when you once tried drinking bleach because first, it looked tasty, and second, you wanted to know what bleach tastes like.

And my God, it did not taste as good as it looked like! IT WAS A SCAM. No one ever scammed you this hard. It tasted like extremely concentrated swimming pool water.

Oh that reminds you of the time when you drank swimming pool water-

And in the Taisho Era, there is no shit like fanfics or memes so Muzan can more than often find random drawings...which are memes but his boomer brain can't process what's so funny about it. Like, talking croissants are funny- no, not the ones you find on Kids YT.

But as I said there are no fanfics, and my goodness do you love reading, proof is of you reading this. So let's hope you like reading books too.

No fanfics. What can you do? Probably read Shakespeare. I'm bullshitting my way through this, please deal with it.

Of course, after reading Shakespeare your grammar and vocabulary got a lot better! Which Muzan liked, a lot.

But,,,,, you being you, now even have more ways to insult Muzan. Like,

Thou base decayed ingested-lump!

Thou perfidious weather-bitten writhled shrimp!

Thou fawning fool-born filthy rogue!

And you could go on and on, but let Muzan have a break.

It's so funny to the uppermoons, especially Douma, when Muzan is just 'scolding' them by 'gently' smashing there heads in and you come in and go, "Awww, mama duckling scolding her ducklings..." As you pretend to make a video with your phone which you don't have because Muzan broke it because he's an asshole.

And as soon as you come in, somehow all the blood disappears and everything is normal as he kisses your forehead and asks, "What are you doing here, darling, did I not tell you to not leave your room?"

Everyone present could feel the temperature drop when Muzan said that, and that was not a good sign.

"YOU AREN'T MY MOM." As soon as you said that, you ran away faster than light because you are....idk. You were able to run away mostly because Muzan let you, but trust me when I say that he wasn't angry at you, more so at the demons who he kept at your room's door to prevent you from leaving the room.

And those poor, poor demons who were now begging for their lives as Muzan glared at them, "I gave you one job, one job.."

That's just when you had to again come in, "CUT!" You yelled, "Do it again, but this time, with more feelings." The demons and Muzan nodded, "ACTION!" You said as the scene started again, this time, with more feeling.

One time you just pointed at one ugly demon and said, "This does not spark joy," Muzan killed it. And then after seeing what Muzan did to the ones you said that to, "This does not spark joy," you said to Muzan. Pointing at him.

And after that, he was seen sulking the whole day because he thinks you hate him, which you do. I hope. I don't know.

MASTERLIST

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yandereaffections · 1 year

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Demon Slayer Masterlist

Muzan

S/o who like to climb on him

Demon slayer S/o hunting him down

Falling for a member of Tanjiros family

Random HC

Hunted down

Zenitsu

Cheerleader like S/o

S/o who loves affection

S/o see him as weak and cowardly

Tanjiro

S/o who wants to settle down in a domestic life

S/o whos planning on getting him to trust them and run away

S/o whos cold until they get plants

Petnames

Kidnapped S/o going on a hunger strike

Singing/ playing a instrument around him

Helping S/o recover from a food allergy incident

Sneaking out of the house to get him a present

S/o who always try to excuse themselves out of dates w/ him

Cold and cruel S/o whos actually just incredibly cautious

S/o who has a hard time apologizing for what theyve done

Kidnapped S/o making compromises

Cold S/o willing to defend him as their sign of affection

Jealousy HC

S/o who thinks they arent pretty enough for him

Demon therapist s/o

S/o hates and constantly fights against him

S/o has the power to put him in a trance with words

Kidnapped S/o bakes as a form of stress relieve

s/o deciding they want to go out and adventure alone

S/os rival having feeling for them

s/o who works as a family lawyer/advocate

s/o who starts behaving well convince him to let them go to a friends wedding

Darling avoiding introducing him to their unkind family

Real haunted house

Drider au

s/o found out they were a supernatural being and then ran in fear

Werewolf s/o is from a rival pack who is ready for a terf war

Demon tanjiro w/ a demon slayer S/o who wants to coexist

Saving him from torture

S/os friend beat him to asking to celebrate halloween with them

Accidently falling asleep before their valentines plans

Kidnapped S/o running back into a house fire to find him

S/o whos too kind/giving

S/o tends to wander off constantly

Oblivious reader using dating apps

S/o breaking a bone while out with their friends

Yandere Alphabet N,D,F,H,Y

Villain prompt

Werewolf reader challenges him to be leader of the pack

Shinobu Kocho

So incorporates drawing/painting into their swordsmanship

Giyuu

Running away to lead him to a surprise party

S/o wanting to repay for how aggressive they were in the past

S/o who always wants to help others

S/o breaking someone else out of a curse with true loves kiss

Plant lover S/o avoiding him in their greenhouse

“Don’t you dare fucking try it. You know you can’t outrun me.”

“What, you thought you were just gonna get away with that?”

Socially awkward S/o saying “my husband says I’m not allowed to date!”

s/o found out they were a supernatural being and then ran in fear

Newly turned vampire S/o is terrified of blood and gets sick at the sight

Incubus with a s/o who says “yeah you gotta eat, but I need a ring before I can even consider being a meal”

S/o “borrowing “ the car for a joy ride

Enmu

Headcannons

Muzan

Most taboo kink/ Exhibitionism & Dubcon NS FW TW

Tanjiro

Imprisonment & Bondage NS FW TW

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kalinysu · 4 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

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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#demon slayer #demon slayer roleplay #muzan #lord muzan #muzan imagine #yandere muzan #muzan x reader #demon slayer muzan #kny muzan #muzan kibutsuji #kimetsu no yaiba muzan #muzan x y/n #muzan x you #muzan headcanons #kny x reader #kimetsu no yaiba

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iloveyanderes · 1 year

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I don't know why but I've slowly kind of returned to my demon Slayer faze(mostly my tanjiro simping faze) and I suddenly got a great idea, a great yandere idea.

What if the reader was alive during the time of yoriichi and got their entire family killed by muzan right in front of them. For whatever reason he kept you alive.

Eventually you became a demon Slayer and got to meet yoriichi, becoming close because of your hatred of demons.

When you and yoriichi came across muzan you saw this as your chance to kill him and helped yoriichi.

See the reader is a little reckless and doesn't care what they have to do to get what they want, you know yoriichi has a much better chance at defeating muzan so you do everything to protect him.

Even if that means getting pierced in the stomach.

So you died in yoriichi's arms, while Tamayo screams out how freaking close the two of you were too defeating muzan.

In the afterlife you are immediately offered a spot in heaven but instead you go straight to hell where you demand a meeting with the devil himself.

You made a deal with the devil that if he keeps reincarnating you until muzan is dead you would sell your soul to him, with a smile the devil agrees, when your not looking he adds a secret hidden aspect to your contract, where everyone you meet becomes yandere for you, don't blame him it gets very boring down in hell, it's due for some entertainment.

And that's how you reincarnate over and over again, everyone you meet becomes yandere for you, you give massive help to the demon slaying corps, secretly teaching them stuff from your time.

Eventually you get born to some random lady and get taken in by the kamados, where all of them become platonic yandere, preventing you from up and running like you usually do when your old enough.

Then on one snow cold night, when tanjiros out selling coal you finally meet the reason you sold your soul to the devil.

Muzan... At the time you were far to overtaken by rage that you didn't notice the dead bodies of your family members.

Despite being very young you still lounge at him, unknown to you he figured out about your eternal reincarnating and has been tracking you down for a long time, so instead of kill you he tried to capture you.

The moment you figured this out you hid in the forest, knowing dang well you know the forest a lot better than he does.

When he's finally gone you go look back at your house, it was then that you noticed the dead bodies.

Tanjiro coming back from his coal selling heard the sharp sounds of screams and blood.

Let's just say he was absolutely horrified to see his adopted sister screaming and his entire house covered in blood.

He managed to calm you down and the two of you took nezuko down the mountain.

Then a certain friendless man attacked. Without thinking you grabbed tanjiros axe and threw it at him, disturbing him by how speedy and accurate your throw was.

When nezuko protected you and tanjiro giyuu decided to let her live, seeing yours and tanjiros potential he quickly sent you guys to live with his old teacher.

While tanjiro had lots of difficulty you had none at all, you've done this a thousand times having used a different breath for every single one of your lives, so water breathing was easy peasy.

Skipping all the lame stuff, you meet kanao, zenitsu, inosuke, the hashiras but the most important one is you meet tamayo.

In some of your past lives you met her, she instantly recognized you and the two of you had a private chat, one thing you've never down is told her you sold your soul to the devil is because she's like a protective mother hen to you, you do not want to disappoint her.

The hashiras slowly become yandere for you, you save rengokus life, prevent uzui from retirement, help a bunch of people.

Life is good, but then after a bunch of guilt you decide to spill the beans.

At first their cool with you being reincarnated over and over again to stop muzan but when you get to the part where you sold your soul to the devil they will not be happy.

The ending is a little controversial but one thing that does happen is their planning to capture muzan, the contract won't have to follow if muzan doesn't die.

They will NOT allow your soul to go into the impure hands of the devil.

Meanwhile hell the devil is watching this with an amusing smile on his face, he really didn't care about not getting your soul, this was the greatest entertainment hes gotten in hundreds of thousands of years.

The end

#yandere #yandere imagine #yandere idea #yandere kimetsu no yaiba #yandere demon slayer #yandere kny #yandere tanjiro #platonic yandere #yoriichi watching this mess feom the afterlife #yandere muzan #yandere demon Slayer corps

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married-to-google-translater · 3 months

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Hi I Can Ask Yandere Muzan and Kokushibou (Separate Of course) Trying To Convince S/O To Stay With Them, But S/O Refuses And They Kidnap Him And Try To Turn Him Into Oni, However They Are Shocked To Find Out That S/O /o is Immune to Oni Transformation.

Yandere Muzan Kibutsuji

Yeah…

It really wouldn't be that simple with Muzan…

The ONLY way you could get him to convince you of anything would be if you didn't know he was a demon.

Muzan would really hate every second of this.

He would give up real quick.

It would be time to move on to the abduction.

Which would happen very quickly.

One moment you are in your home and the next you are in his infinite fortress.

Then you get a nice info dump about his real identity ;)

Your opinion on this…

Muzan doesn't really care.

He is in control and if you don't like it too bad.

Muzan would try to turn you into a demon quickly.

But your body would refuse it.

He would be really confused.

Muzan would try many times…

And your body would resist him every time.

That would really piss him off.

This could not happen.

Muzan would study your genes…

And now he would consider you even closer.

Muzan would NEVER want the demon Slayer corp to find out about this.

Maybe he can't turn you into a demon.

But he can make you his in other ways.

In addition to Muzan, scares you to stay.

R.I.P whole Y/N bloodline if u try leave

Yandere Kokushibo

You and Kokushibo would have been "dating" for quite some time.

No one was sure how you had ended up in a relationship.

But you had one.

A relationship you clearly wanted walk away from.

Maybe Kokushibo covered his face during the whole initial period of "dating".

However, it wouldn't be that simple.

You can try to talk to Kokushibo…

But he would still try to persuade you to change your mind.

kokushibo would be surprisingly calm in this situation.

Too bad he can't change your mind.

So it's kidnapping time.

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY

After the kidnapping, Kokushibo would explain the situation to you.

And you…

you really wouldn't believe him.

The idea of demons would seem ridiculous.

Who would believe that?

Yep, your opinion changes quickly when you see his face.

On top of that, Kokushibo would like to turn you into a demon.

You can try to resist him.

But he would be much stronger than you.

Kokushibo would take you to Muza after some time.

He would think that this way you could be with him forever…

But your body rejects the process.

That would be wonderful.

It goes without saying that he would be confused.

Muzan would definitely want to kill you for this.

But Kokushibo would (respectfully) try to stop him.

Finally, Muzan agrees…

You will surely never leave the infinite fortress again

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doubledgesword-2 · 2 years

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The Girl in the Grass Bully! Muzan x Reader (Modern Au)

It's been a while, I'm not taking requests at the moment until I gather enough muse to finish the ones in my inbox. In the meantime enjoy this lemongrass tea!

WARNINGS: drugging, sort of kidnapping, non con kissing ( nothing else happens)

“Who did it, hm? Who did this to you Tanjiro?”

“It’s ok, I’m alright, Y/N please”

If you don’t tell me who did this to you I will find out and after I beat them I’ll beat you. Who did this?”

Tanjiro let out a heavy sigh and you nodded sarcastically.

“Ok” you stormed off away from the group, Zenitsu holding back inosuke trying to go and fight with you.

You walked down the halls cutting through the crowds of students like a hot knife through butter. Then you spotted him. Muzan, kibutsuji Muzan. With a scoff and a growl under your breath you made your way to him and the small group of idiots he called followers.

“He tried to stand up, to me? Pl-“ he felt a light tap on his shoulder. Annoyed at the interruption he turned slightly but couldn’t even see you as your fist connected with his jaw.

Caught off guard Muzan stumbled backward. His group of friends were about to engage you and you were ready but he signaled them back.

Swiping at the red spot where he was hit, Muzan straightened up and glared at you.

You were so mad you were almost hyperventilating. Your tense and easy stance told him you wouldn’t back down just like the idiot he beat up not too long ago.

“You come near Tanjiro again, and a bruised jaw would be the least of your troubles. Do you understand?”

He raised a fine eyebrow judging your speech between stupidity or bravery. No matter the outcome he has to admit you had guts. He was the richest kid in the school and quite handsome. Everyone said yes to him even the teachers. He was by far the smartest and would beat into submission anyone who tried to rise above him. He had to be the perfect man.

“Are you deaf? I thought I just punched your jaw, or is your perfect brain still computing the words?”

He scoffed and smirked at you. “So, the brat had a girlfriend. What boyfriend lets his girl defend him”

“You don’t strike me as the smartest person in this hallway right now. I asked you a question I thought answering was what you were good at. Besides, what I am to Tanjiro is irrelevant. I could be his damn mother for all you care. Stay. Away.”

You turned to leave. “And what if I don’t?” He taunted.

You didn’t even turned just side glanced at him with your iciest glare, “Keep coming and you’ll find out.”

With that you kept walking leaving a smug Muzan behind. He was intrigued.

That was the first time you had caught his eyes directly. But no matter to him you were easy. If you were really that brats girlfriend then he wouldn’t have no trouble at all getting you all to himself like another conquest.

He huffed in amusement.

“Do you want us to take care of her?” Kokushibo asked behind Muzan.

“Let her be. I’ll take care of her myself” That was a promise.

You on the other hand went about your merry way to Tanjiro and your friends. After patching him up, you walked him and his sister to their dorm. The three of you have lived next to each other and have been childhood friends. You were there when his father sadly died, when his single mother had Nezuko and your parents helped her with everything they needed. So when he started getting bullied by a spoiled rich kid, you jumped in front of him and stood up to the guy and his group of good for nothing brats. You hated to see the amusement and gleam of sick excitement they got from beating those lesser than themselves.

Everything had been going smoothly, you had all started your first year in college and thought you were past these stupid castes and bullies. But it turns out college made it worse. You had all protected each other’s backs and those who were smaller and weaker. That is until the spoiled rich kid transferred and all hell broke loose. In front of the professors and RAs Muzan kibutsuji was the perfect gentleman, smartest student and the most diligent of all. But when the classroom doors closed, his aura shifted and he made 180 turn to his personality. With his red cold eyes and constant scowl he owned the place. Girls were always on him, left and right, but he swore he had a beautiful girlfriend, one he most certainly was cheating on with the pretty girl in his gang.

Bit by bit he started “recruiting” people to his masses, until he had a group of 7 assholes who benefited from his money and influence. Of course he was no idiot, and the people in his group were diligent and precise, not like him, but he believed they could be.

Your group of lone rangers were the only ones tough enough who could stand up to him and his goons. Not to mention the occasional upperclassman who was willing to help.

After decking his jaw, you turned a bit paranoid at the prospect of what they might do to you if they found you alone in the halls. So you all stuck together and waited for each other’s classes to be done to walk back to the dorms.

But that evening Tanjiro was called to work an extra shift on account of the person getting sick, Zenitsu had a date with Nezuko and Inosuke had to stay behind at the library with Rengoku for an extra help session with his math class.

You were alone on every front.

But you kept on an air of indifference and pure idiotic bravery as you exited the library with Inosuke’s screams in the background. You held two big tomes from your history, rolling your shoulders back in discomfort. It had been a hellish week and you were ready to lay down on your bed the minute you reached the dorms.

Your eyes saw the flicker of movement in your peripheral vision yet you kept walking as if you hadn’t seen anything at all. You reach the bus station and side glance the two guys who had been following you all this time. You had never seen them around campus and they didn’t look like Kibutsuji’s goons for friends. Still they reached the bus stop and were lingering around you. You kept a serious face, brows almost scrunched up in anger at the absurdity of the situation, while pretending you didn’t notice how one of the guys went close behind you. Your hands gripped the tomes as if they were your only lifeline.

Suddenly you felt the shift in the air as the guy made an attempt to hug you from behind. Your hand swung one tome hitting the guy in the face. You stood on the bench and kicked the other one square in the chest. Your hand swung again hitting the first guy with your remaining tome as you jumped over and ran.

You weren’t a runner but the adrenaline pumping through you was making you go faster than you had ever run before.

Your chest and side hurt from not breathing right but the footfalls behind you were a telltale of what would happen if you slowed down for even a second. Up ahead there was an nterception and as you placed one foot on the white pedestrian lights, the light turned red and the cars proceed to pass. Your hands turned to fists and you turned down another way close to the passing cars.

Suddenly there was a honk and a door opened.

“Get in” the man screamed. Your frantic eyes didn’t even glanced up to see who it was and you jumped into salvation closing the door behind you as the car sped away.

You panted and hyperventilated until a hand came down on your shoulder making you jump.

“Eeek!”

“I didn’t think I would see the day when you would look this scare” the teasing deep voice brought you back and your eyes looked up to meet two crimson orbs. Muzan.

You gasped hands reaching the door out of instinct.

“Hey, don’t be rude, I just saved your pathetic life from whatever it was you were doing back there,” His hand motioned you nonchalantly.

“Just leave me here I’ll be fine” you didn’t like the idea of sharing oxygen with the man you threatened two weeks ago.

“Why? So that you can get murdered and then the blame will fall on me? I don’t think so. I’ll drop you off at your dorm after I make sure your fine and nothing can be blamed on me. I have an image to maintain, after all. Besides whoever was running with you might know where you live. Did that ever cross your brilliantly stupid mind, hmm? You can come with me to my penthouse and after sometime I’ll drop you off.”

You had opened and closed your mouth like a gaping fish while he talked. Unable to find a flaw in his argument, you opted to stay quiet in a silent agreement. The worst thing was that his argument had the perfect amount of logic to make sense and deter you from doing anything stupid.

“Fine” you grumbled looking out the window.

“Lovely. Now don’t move and don’t speak, I can smell your sweat from here and it’s not pleasant” you turned beet red and wanted to beat him but he was holding the wheel of a moving vehicle.

After a couple of minutes you had reach his apartment complex, the place looked uninhabited from the outside but the lighted windows gave it away. Muzan led you into the lavish lobby like a gentleman insisting on holding your arm on his. The place looked straight out of a rich vintage magazine, all decorated with black marble and gold indents everywhere. Even the bellman knew him and gave him a smug look that made you scoff. You weren’t one of his conquests and couldn’t believe he didn’t correct the man.

The elevator took the two of you all the way up to his penthouse. Luxury couldn’t begin to describe the amount of wealth he had and how he displayed it. The place was big, decorated to look as expensive as it was, sparing nothing to the imagination.

Yet there were no servants around like you had been expecting. There was no one but the two of you.

“Where’s the entourage of servants willing to cater to your every need?” You had asked, tone voicing actual confusion as you sat down on his leather sofa.

He chuckled “Well as presumptuous as that sounded, I might as well satiate your stupid curiosity. I’m independent and can actually make my own food and all.” He answered sarcastically handling you a glass of water with a cynical smile.

“I see” you eyed him suspiciously but your parched throat couldn’t bear any longer and the water looked fine so you gulped it down in one sitting almost asking for more.

“Now in what pathetic little problems have you entangled yourself in to be chased like that, was it that you threatened someone else beating your boyfriend?” Muzan sat in front of you, smiling at your white knuckles gripping the glass hard.

“Actually, I was minding my own business and they were…going to grab me” you whispered the last part and with it came crashing down the weight of your exhaustion. It was now that you realized the real danger you had been in and how close you came to be a victim of whatever sick games these people were playing.

Your hand stopped gripping the glass as you set it on your lap looking at it as if it was the most interesting thing in the room.

“They tried to gr-grab me. I-I don’t know w-why- how? I-I don’t know what was going o-on” Muzan saw the shaking of your muscles and his eyes softened for a moment.

“You’re safe here” he said, the tone of his voice was the softest you had ever heard “How about you take a shower and I’ll get something started, hmm? I believe that would be the best thing to do now, what would you like?” You were flabbergasted and were doubting you had actually gotten in the car with Muzan. The Muzan Kibutsuji who had made Tanjiro’ and your’s childhood a nightmare. The Muzan who had bothered you even now in college and you were sure he had transferred just to make your life harder.

The same one who had given you a big pair of pajamas and underwear, telling you to not ask questions as he ushered you into the lavish bathroom to shower. The one that asked you what you would like to eat and was ready to prepare it.

You were pondering everything under the warm spray of water on your back.

After dressing up and patting your hair dry you walked slowly towards the kitchen, footfalls masked by the sound of the extractor.

“You did well, yes. But need I remind you I only asked you to scare her away not traumatize her… Are you telling me I’m wrong? I was quite clear with what I asked of your pathetic existence” Your blood froze and you were retreating back to the bathroom, eyes trained on the light of the kitchen.

Your back collided with a strong chest and before you could even gasp there was a pinch on your neck. You huffed, hand coming to hold the spot on your neck as you slowly turned to see a pair of rainbow eyes gleam with the kitchen light like prism rainbows. The blond gave you a small wave giggling as your eyes flickered between consciousness and limbo and your frame was tilting to the side.

“Cute” was the last thing you heard before succumbing.

Douma held your body close to his, sniffing your hair freshly washed. He couldn’t help admire your sleeping self in his arms: it was almost as if you belonged there.

“Douma” a deep voice called from the end of the hall making him look up.

‘Muzan-sama!” He replied in delight “You gave all of us the needles just in case and she had heard you…” he explained

“Douma” Muzan called once more glaring at the blond’s grip on your frame, his eyes then flickered to his rainbow ones and he softened his features “You’ve done well. Come you can share meal with me. Take her to my room.”

Douma swore he could feel the excitement in every cell of his body.

Muzan had dismissed Douma and the rest of his “friends”, who lived throughout the apartments, after dinner, wanting to be alone for dessert as he called it. He opened the double doors to his room seeing you laying down on his four poster bed, completely oblivious to his red gaze. You had changed into the outfit he had given you but he was sure he could get you to undress if he used enough of his charm. He will never know now.

Muzan straddled you taking off both your shirt and his as he lowered to your neck kissing it and sucking on the skin intentionally leaving marks. He wasn’t planning on doing anything. Just making you think you had given yourself to him willingly to have leverage over your head. The moment his lips touched your skin you squirmed a bit. Muzan continued leaving open mouthed kisses as he moved from one side of your neck to the other.

“…jiro” you quietly moaned. Muzan straightened looking down at you with a raised brow.

He lowered once more kissing and sucking on the spot.

“Tanjiro…” you moaned a little louder making him scoff an incredulous laugh. The circumstances couldn’t be better and he thanked his stars his phone was closed by.

You woke up groggily and with a pounding headache like you had slept too much. You tried to turn on your side but a pair of arms weren’t letting you. With wide eyes you attempted to jump away only landing as far as the border of the bed and letting gravity do the rest.

“You’re awake? Did I not do a proper job this time? I thought you were going to be too satisfied to wake up, isn’t that what you said, dear? you froze.

“W-what?”

“Ahh was the drink too much? I didn’t know you were a lightweight”

“What are y-you talking about? You drugged me, you-your little goon” you stood angry, pointing at him like a toddler explaining why they were right.

Muzan looked at you unimpressed and shirtless holding the covers close to his waist.

“Your blond goon drugged me and you-you planned the whole kidnapping thing, didn’t you?”

“Do you have proof?”

“I heard you in the kitchen, right before you drugged me”

“Tsk, so annoying. Make up your mind was it me or my goon?”

“You know what I mean” your eyes glinted in anger. Muzan removed the covers and stood nonchalantly “And put something on I don’t wanna see t-that” You turned away from him.

“I’m not undressed. You are” you looked down to see you were in your underwear and immediately grabbed the blanket off the bed to cover yourself.

Muzan grabbed his phone and made his way closer to you.

“Step back” you hissed.

“But I need your undivided attention to listen to my proposal?”

“P-proposal?”

“Yes. You see, you threatened me in a crowded hallway surrounded by the majority of students who worship the very ground I step on. When they saw the way you talked to me they thought they could do the same and let’s say some of them are still picking up their teeth from between the community park’s blades of grass” you shuddered, skin prickling with anxiety and fear.

“It was your fault what happened to them, but I couldn’t let that disrespect go unanswered. After all these years you and your little boy toy have always stood in my way no matter what it was I wanted.” Muzan smiled to him himself as if he were reminiscing “Back then I didn’t know what I truly wished for. But now…now I know. So here’s my proposal, I want you to be my girlfriend and distance yourself from your little group of miscreants, in exchange I won’t beat your boyfriend and his friend to an inch of their lives”

“You’re insane” you told him with clenched teeth and tears in your eyes. The grip on the blanket hardened until your knuckles were white and you could feel your nails dig into your palm through the fabric.

“What if I am, darling? What if I am? That’s not the answer. Think harder this is a yes or yes question, dear. Otherwise…” he unlocked his phone and showed it to you, red eyes smugly looking into yours as his thumb pressed play.

“…jiro” You heard yourself moan as Muzan kissed your neck. Your hand went to your mouth in shock. Tears finally sprung from your eyes rolling neatly down the apple of your cheeks.

Muzan chuckled darkly in the video laying down besides you and recording himself as well “it’s amazing what a couple of kisses would do” he then grabbed your chin pulling your face close to his as he kissed your cheek and you whimpered nuzzling him. In the video he eagerly nuzzles back and you two look like big cats.

The video paused.

“I have so many contacts in this phone but….” Muzan clicked a couple of times against the screen of the phone and then showed you once more “I think he would love to see this the most, don’t you think?”

The video was set up to be sent and the sender was none other than Tanjiro himself.

You cried silently and harder as your knees buckled and you fell to the ground. Your hands went to your neck trying to feel the hickies he had left on your skin.

Muzan stepped closer to your shaking form and kneeled in front of you. His fingers came under your chin and he lifted it to meet his eyes.

“Choose” he said firmly.

“I-I’ll…Hah, I-I’ll be your girlfriend” you had sealed the deal with trembling hands.

“Good” your heart felt squeezed but relieved “But just for good measure, I wouldn't want to send the wrong message. After all we just got together” you heard the tap against the screen. Your eyes widened as you saw the message had been sent. Muzan dropped the phone in front of you and you grasped it desperately, trying to undo the message. He stood leaving you frantic and went to the doors of the room.

“Ahh and one more thing, no one needs to know about this deal” he held one finger over his lips in a shushing motion while he smugly looked down on you.

“If anyone asks…you’re taken and I don’t share what’s mine” with that he left you in his room, a mess.

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misslili265 · 2 years

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YANDERE KIMETSU BOYS/ GYOMEI HIMEJIMA

(Part 2 'cause Tumblr problems)

YANDERE GYOMEI X READER

Part 1 here

Gyomei is aware of your observation, it only feeds what was awakened in him. "- Hello Gyomei San, I received your call.'' Said Kocho smiling. Seeing that Gyomei was just getting dressed and so were you, Kocho realized that Gyomei did what anyone would have done, used human heat to heat up the hypothermic state. Kocho explains that she will treat you through the stitches, and if you want you can make the recovery in the butterfly mansion, but she is surprised by Gyomei. "- Kocho, I rescued her, she was in a very fragile state, I prefer that she stay here. Tell me what has to be done, until she is cured." Kocho has a curious expression, but she would never contradict the mentor and rescuer who found her. "- Ah, sure, Gyomei San, whatever you want. You felt like you shouldn't say anything, Gyomei's words and tone sounded like orders to be followed. Gyomei is not the subliminal type, he says what he wants and clearly, but you notice that your opinion was not even considered. But both you and Kocho felt that this was special care, as you were found on the verge of death. It would be for a little while. So Kocho, after skillfully closing your wounds, leaves Gyomei's house. Gyomei starts to give you all the care possible, and when you need to be alone. Gyomei leaves everything carefully locked away. "- Y/n, I imagine you know the reason for this, don't you?" You naively agree, as Gyomei insisted in his conversations telling you less than delightful stories about onis. You sometimes feel like you want to get well soon, even though you are magnetically drawn to the man who has been an angel to you. The lack of going out and living normally invades you. "- Gyomei, I want to thank you for everything, but I'm fully recovered." Gyomei decides not to his use words this time to show how much he has cling himself to you, so in a smooth movement he brings you close by placing a kiss on your lips, you didn't even realize when you put your arms around his neck to dive into the feast that Gyomei's palate presented you. He in pure ecstasy for realizing that you corresponded to the deep feelings he has cultivated, hugs you even tighter, at the same time that Gyomei made you catch your breath finding you helpless in the snow, he feels entitled to take you away with the suffocating kiss that he always wanted to give you. You separate your faces but Gyomei's hands are wrapped around your waist. "- Stay." His tone is sweet, almost desperate. And you once again have no strength against the gentleman who saved you. You accept, Gyomei smiles and kisses you a million times more, you are like nails and flesh... you go everywhere together, like a happy couple. But on a sunny day you decide to visit Kocho and the other girls who invited you for afternoon tea. "- Huny, I'm going out with the girls, they must already be waiting, see you later, I love you." You put one foot out of the house, and suddenly feel one of your wrists being held back. "- We'll send the message through the crow, don't worry." You frown. "- Message?" "- Yes, that you will not go, you will stay here, with me." "- Gyomei, I'm going, yes, we had already agreed, I can't keep them waiting." "- Y/n, love, don't make me repeat it." He said smiling, leaning towards your face, while holding you by the chin.`` You, perplexed, look for a reason. "- Why am I Gyomei trapped here?" You say with tears rolling down your face. "- I need to remind you, my love, your own words. "You own me your life?" You belong to me now. I'm everything you need, nothing more and nothing one else."

Thankzzzzzz .. man I've never had such a trouble just 4 post a fic uhhh...

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febuary30thday · 1 year

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Flora, Fauna

Okay, but I'm imagining a demon reader, who uses chlorokinesis as her BDA. But the catch is that she seems so comforting and warm with no ill intention until it's too late.

She is the New Upper Moon Six as a replacement for Daki and Gyutaro, and very often interacts with the Uppermoons so they happen to go yandere for her.

This man is powerful, and he very often makes it known.

He's a cold, terrifying demon who cares very little about human emotions.

He's ruthless and strict, so he bottles up his heart

So, when he meets his....match? He's not letting go.

When you were first introduced as an Upper Moon, he didn't think much of it

He just acknowledged your presence and that was it

That changed when he stumbled upon you devouring an entire village of people, still looking elegant and poised

That surprised him slightly, normally all the demons all crazy when it comes to battle, and let themselves go

He is humble, and you ask him to join you in your feeding session.

With that elegant smile on your face, how can he say no?

You are quiet and he finds himself enjoying your presence more and more

You carry yourself in a very elegant way, and over time, he falls in love.

But then things get dark from there.

He doesn't want you to leave him, always accompanying you when you hunt for humans, using his position against you, and not allowing you to interact with the other Uppermoons, and his threats are not empty promises.

"Kokushibo, I need to leave, I'm going to go hunt."

"I'm coming with you."

"There is no need. I insist I can go by myself. I'm not going to die."

"That wasn't up for discussion."

Good luck with him.

(He is so daddy. I'm sorry, but he is)

Muzan isn't loving, he never has been

He believes he is the perfect being, and that you are an extension of his perfection

Anything you do, connects back to him

He can read your thoughts and read your emotions and actions very well, so he can basically read you like an open book

This man sees potential in you, so you receive much more blood from him, and are promoted to the status of an Uppermoon.

He's seen your blood demon art before, but can't find it important enough to remember what it is

All he remembers is your carnage and chaos he had stumbled upon as you killed the last human in the village

He didn't bother caring about you

Until once again, he stumbled upon your chaos, only this time, he got to observe it, firsthand

He watched as you danced calmly in the streets, your voice ringing a strangely sweet sound in his ears

As people came out of their homes and watched, listened to you, enraptured by your voice

It was annoying watching you, so he went to leave until he heard a scream

It ended just as abruptly as it began.

He wasn't mesmerized, but he did enjoy your rather fast and efficient way of killing, but then he watched in surprise as you placed a hand on the ground and a red spider lily bloomed

He calls you over.

"My Lord! Forgive me for not noticing your presence earlier."

My darling, please tell me, what it was that you just did.

"Please forgive me, My Lord! I didn't mean to..."

"Answer me."

"Do you mean when I bloomed the spider lily? Did that inconvenience you, My Lord?"

"Tell me, what other flowers can you bloom?"

"Anything I wish, My Lord! I just need to know what it looks like and then I can make it!"

"No matter how rare?"

"No matter how rare, Muzan-sama!"

"My dear, you've done well. I have one simple task for you, if you can complete it, I'll be extremely proud of you."

"Anything!"

"Can you make me a blue Spider Lily?"

"Yes! Of course Muzan-sama!"

Out of simple excitement, you made quite an abundance of them, and he scooped you up and the flowers with one hand an all-to-knowing smile on his face.

"Good job, my perfect darling."

You are never leaving his grasp again.

"I wonder when Muzan-sama is going to let me leave." You thought, a puzzled expression on your face.

There was a smirk on his face as he studied the flower, not truly believing that this was real, and that it was all a fever dream.

"You don't get to leave, my darling. Stay in here and be a good girl, and I'll reward you with more of my blood."

This man can't feel a thing, so when he meets you and his heart skips a beat, he is instantly intrigued

You catch his attention pretty quickly, with how humble and elegant you are in comparison to him.

This man is flashy and sort of gaudy

He follows you around like a lost puppy

So much so, that Kokushibo has started to get annoyed with Douma following around his beloved

Even if Douma was assigned by Muzan to make sure you didn't step foot outside the Infinity Castle, that doesn't mean he could be obnoxious about it

Douma is very affectionate, so expect plenty of hugs and cuddling and stuff

He is forceful in his affections but you'll just have to learn to accept that!

What? What do you mean you need to leave and go hunt?

Muzna assigned him to make sure you stay alive and healthy and never leave

Don't be stubborn now!

He also occasionally leaves kisses on your cheeks, arms, and hands

Just because he's obsessed doesn't mean he's possessive, right?

Wrong.

He is clinging to you like a baby and legitimately feels discouraged when you aren't around

He guilt-trips you a lot

Fake crying, begging, the like, he has even ripped out his heart to offer it to you

You can use his vulnerability to your advantage, like crying as well, pouting, sulking

He hates seeing you sad, and when you are sad, he does his best to reassure you, even if it means he has to leave to get you food to bring back

He showers you in affection and makes his followers worship you too, proclaiming you a goddess because of how beautiful he thinks you are

He buys you everything and anything

He offers up his prey to you so you can eat together, thinks of it as a date

He loves spoiling you, so just don't leave him, alright?

"You don't get to leave, snowflake! I have all sorts of things planned for us today! Behave, okay?"

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Master List Part Three

Updated 04/08/2024

***My request rules have been updated on 12/11/2023 and can be found here.

<Master List Part Two

Master List Part Four>

Key:

💙 = Platonic Yandere

💜 = SFW Yandere

🖤 = NSFW Yandere (I want to make a note that not all NSFW material mentions sex. Some of it is labeled NSFW because of heavy abuse, suicidal thoughts, graphic depictions of whipping or death, etc. Read at your own discretion)

💙🖤 = Platonic Yandere which includes NSFW material such as but not limited to: heavy abuse or abuse mentioned (whether brief of not), suicidal thoughts/tendencies, graphic depictions of whipping or death, etc. Read at your own discretion

🩶 = NSFW non sexual/non consensual spanking (EX: punishment spanking)

🩵 = NSFW platonic spanking

My Hero Academia

Tomura Shigaraki:

Yan!Naga Shiggy HCs 💜

Blurb 🖤

Shiggy Drug Dealer to Yandere HCs 🖤

Shouta Aizawa:

Bratty Girl 🩶

Spicy!Naga Shota 🖤

Kai Chisaki:

Maid Kink Drabble 🖤

Annoying Yan!Overhaul Tips 💜

Keigo Takami:

You Can’t Leave Me 💙

The Scent of Another Man 🖤

Destinations in Life 💙

Baby Bird 💙

Katsuki Bakugou:

Leaving Isn’t Easy 🖤

Daily Reminder 🖤

Blurb 💙

Apologizing 💜

Daily Reminder #2 🖤

Dabi:

Yan!Naga Dabi HCs 💜

What Are You Really Afraid of? 💙🖤

Oral Fixation 🖤

Daily Reminder (Touya-Nii) 🩵

Maybe 💜

Shoto Todoroki:

Thirsty Imagine - Shoto Todoroki 🖤

Stay Home, Imoto! 💙

Izuku Midoriya:

Yan!Dad Izuku Blurb 💙

KiriBaku:

Hunt and Chase 💜

EraserMic:

You Don’t Need to be a Hero 💜

Yan!EraserMic HCs 💙

Pregnant!Reader 💙

Shinzawa:

Learning Opportunity 🖤

TodoBakuDeku:

Everything has a Price 💜

Sub!Deku to Dom!Deku 🖤

BakuDeku:

Caught In Between 🖤

Twice:

Yan!Twice HCs 💜

Multiple Characters:

Faking Stockholm Syndrome (Bakugou and Keigo) 🖤

Yandere’s Favorite Kind of Toys - MHA Edition 🖤

MHA Spanking Pain 🩶/🩵

Fairy Tail

Rogue Cheney:

Boyfriend Material HCs 💜

Mystogan:

Asleep 🖤

Naruto Shippuden

Kakashi Hatake:

Horny Drabble 🖤

The Right to Have You 🖤

Kakashi’s Enemy 🖤

SasuNaru:

Learn Something New Every Day 🩶

Attack on Titan

Levi Ackerman:

First Time in the Underground 🖤

Instructions #1 🖤

Instructions #2 🖤

Fluffy Levi HCs 💜

Bunny 🖤

Maid Kink Drabble 🖤

Crushing 🖤

LEON…Whoops 🖤

The Effects of Alcohol 🖤

Missed Texts 🖤

Pregnancy and Punishment 💜

Pleasure Spot 🖤

EruRi:

Opinion 🖤

Demon Slayer

Muzan Kibutsuji:

Mafia Yan!Dad Muzan 💙

Demon Siblings 💙🖤

I’ll Get You There 🖤

Rose Thorn 🖤

Tengen Uzui:

Back to the Beginning 💜

Sanemi Shinazugawa:

The Wind Pillar’s Tsuguko 🖤

This Little Love of Mine 💜

Multiple Characters:

How the Hashiras Spank Their Darling 🖤

Jujutsu Kaisen

Satoru Gojo:

Yandere Dad Gojo HCs 🩵

My Daughter, My Little Girl 🩵

Thirsty Imagine - Satoru Gojo 🖤

Don’t Close Your Eyes 💙

Why, Gojo, Why? 💙

Ryomen Sukuna:

Daily Reminder #1 🖤

Horny Drabble 🖤

Daily Reminder #2 🖤

Sukuna Finds Your Vibrator 🖤

Nanami Kento:

Yan!Uncle Nanami 💙

Home Sweet Home 💙

Yuji Itadori:

Daily Reminder #1 🖤

Yan!Yuji One Shot 🖤

You’ll Learn, I Promise 🖤

Thirsty Imagine - Yuji-Nii 🖤

Yuji Spanks You (Blurb) 🩶

Choso Kamo:

Thirsty Imagine - Yan!Choso 🖤

Tiny Misbehaving Blurb 🩵

Megumi Fushiguro:

Horny Blurb - Megumi Fushiguro 🖤

Toji Fushiguro (Zenin):

Horny Blurb - Toji Fushiguro (Zenin) 🖤

Horny Blurb - Yan!Toji 🖤

Thirsty Imagine - Yan!Toji Fushiguro 🖤

Princess (Daddy Loves You Part One) 🖤

Dirt Bag (Daddy Loves You Part Two) 🖤

Suguru Geto:

Suguru Geto HCs 🖤

Don’t Fuss 💜

Toge Inumaki:

Drabble - Toge Inumaki 💜

SatoSugu:

Daily Reminder #1 💙

‘Tis the Fucking Season! 🖤

ItaFushi:

The Darling Shows Favoritism 🩶

SukuIta:

Yuji-Sukuna Horny Blurb 🖤

Multiple Characters:

Spanking for Running Away 🩶

Assassination Classroom

Karma Akabane:

Death by Chocolate 🖤

Black Clover

Julius Novacrono:

Tiny Punishment Blurb 💜

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