[My Lord- Sukuna X F!Reader]

[My Lord- Sukuna x F!Reader]

Summary: Sukuna needs a wife to give him heirs and every women presented to him so far doesn't fit his criteria but then you appear, unlike most people who offered him gold, jewels, and well...women, you did the unthinkable and offered the King of Curses a bowl of berries.

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, breeding kink, mentions of pregnancy, toxic!sukuna, virgin!Y/N, public sex, humiliation, dumbification, degradation, slight dacryphilia, squirting, fingering, pet names, F/M, vaginal intercourse, sukuna is lwky misogynistic, and when I mean Sukuna I mean og Sukuna- four arms, four eyes, four mouths kinda deal.

Fandom: Jujustu Kaisen/JJK

Sukuna rested on his throne with a bored expression.

Looking for a wife was rather difficult. Most women were given to him as offerings to protect the village from which they came from. Every women he ended up refusing and just slaughtering the village anyway and eating the residents. Sukuna wasn't really looking for a wife to love and nurture he was looking for a wife that could please him and bear his children. Nothing out the ordinary for those times but still cruel none the less.

Human women were fun to eat and play around with but to actually give one the title of his wife- that disgusted him.

So here he was alone. As usual but he was used to it by now. Sukuna had been craving something for the past few days, he didn't know whether it was human meat or sex. He sometimes got the two mixed up. Either way he needed some offerings and no one was offering him anything for the sole reason that he had already slaughtered all of the villages near him.

"Fuck," Sukuna raised two of his arms in front him and stretched. Then there was the loud echo of his chamber doors opening. "Hmm?" Sukuna raised the brow as you walked inside of his throne room with a simple bowl of red berries, grapes, etc. in hand. It was odd. Could you not see the human skulls and skeletons lying about? You weren't blind were you?

"Speak."

You knelt down in front of his throne and you pushed it forward. "My Lord," You gulped and kept your eyes on the floor. "An offering, I offer the most fresh berries grown in my family's orchard if you spare us." You said and Sukuna sat up a bit more a grin of amusement growing on his face. "Who is this us?" This had to be joke or were you really that stupid? Berries. You really thought the king of curses would be satisfied with berries. "Just my family, my Lord. You have slaughtered all the villages in the area and the next closest thing is my family's estate. I came here on my own accord- as a precaution...my Lord." You added another just to be sure.

Sukuna could tell you were afraid, you were trembling for heavens sake. "A precaution," Sukuna chuckled and leaned forward.

"Stand, woman."

You stood up quickly. Your eyes glued to the floor and you tried your best to keep your composure as Sukuna burst out into laughter. "O-Oh my! I've never met such a human," He caught his breath and leaned back in his throne. "Look at me when I'm talking to you." He ordered and you stared at up at him.

"Have you ever had sex?" He asked flat out and your face grew warm, "No...no my Lord." Sukuna eyes widened slightly. "Really? Has anyone ever asked you to be their wife?" You shook your head and he looked you up and down. "It's rather shocking to me since you gave such a great body for bearing children." He murmured and you gulped, "I've heard that plenty times before...I've been asked to be a mistress though and less of a wife."

"Come," Sukuna patted his knee and you stood up straighter than before. "Come sit."

You looked around and he chuckled. "It's just us," Sukuna gaze grew dark the more he stared at you. "Don't make me repeat myself." He hummed and you made your way onto his knee, gasping at the feeling of one of his hands squeezing your waist. "Now tell me," Sukuna watched as you pressed your thighs together. Had a man never touched you in such a manner at all before? "You wish for me to spare your family and you offer me- the king of curses- the man that slaughters and eats those below him, berries?" Sukuna recalled and you pressed your lips together, "Yes my Lord," You adjusted your spot on his knee and looked up at him. "I've heard you love your wine- those berries make the finest wine in the lands." You blurted out and Sukuna licked his lips. "You have a smart mouth woman."

You couldn't help but smile a bit. "I apologize, my Lord."

Sukuna looked down at the bowl of berries then back at you. You did have a nice body not just for bearing children but in general. A pretty face too. But you had no experience in sex- he didn't have the time to wait for you to figure it out. He needed heirs now. Also you were a human. Sukuna hadn't a clue of what children with a human would end up like. Also he would have to take you as his wife- a lowly human as his wife.

"I will consider your offer," You whimpered as one of Sukuna's fingers slid under your dress and began to stroke your clothed cunt. "Under the conditions that you give me a child. If you get pregnant quick then we'll marry and you will be mine- your purpose only to please me and to bear my children," You fell back against Sukuna's chest and covered your mouth as your panties grew damp. "If you refuse I'll slaughter you and your family without a second thought."

That was fair wasn't it?

"Oh yes what is your name?" Sukuna questioned.

"My name is Y/N."

Sukuna nodded and repeated your name under his breath, trying to figure out if he would call you that or stick with woman.

"M-My Lord," You uncovered your mouth as Sukuna tore off your dress. Your bare breasts were exposed to the cold, dead air of his chambers. He threw the fabric to the floor and slowly slid down your now soaked panties. "I'll do it," You shivered at the feeling of the pads of Sukuna's fingers brush against your dripping cunt. "My Lord I-I've never felt like this before..." You whispered and Sukuna leaned into your ear.

"Just watch."

He stroked your cunt gently, gathering your slick around his fingers before slipping one in between your folds. "H-Hahh! I-I..." You squirmed in his grasp as another finger slide inside of you.

Sukuna stroked your walls grinning at the sight of more of your slick gush out, dirtying his robe. "It feels weird!" You cried out as Sukuna pushed another finger inside. The feeling of his fingers pumping in and out of you made your head spin, wasn't the sex supposed to be after marriage?

"Look at yourself," He watched as you looked down at your pussy coating his fingers with it's slick.

It hurt. It hurt so bad but felt so good.

Was this pleasure?

"M-More! Oh please- please it feels good!" You mumbled and Sukuna brought his thumb to your clit, rubbing harsh circles around the throbbing bud. You eyes went wide and a high pitch squeal left your lip, your toes curling at the feeling. "My stomach- o-oh it feels tingly- m-mmgh! S'good! S'good My Lord!" You moaned and Sukuna brought up one of his hands and began to fondle with your breasts, pinching and squeezing your nipples. "Look at you, such a whore for my fingers. I thought you were a virgin?" He snickered and you stared at your cunt that was easily taking in his fingers with shame.

Was this really you? Babbling for a murderer's mere fingers.

"I don't like it- I don't like the way my stomach feels-" You whimpered and Sukuna brought a hand from your breasts and placed it on your stomach. "It feels like something wants to come out doesn't it?" He hummed while stroking your belly and you nodded with tears brimming your eyes.

"That's good- you gotta let it come out or you won't feel good." Sukuna explained as he continued to pump his fingers in and out of you. You whined and moaned loudly as squirted just a bit on Sukuna's fingers. "Oh," Sukuna laughed and began to fondle with your breasts again. "The little virgin girl is going to squirt only after her first time getting fingered? Go on squirt for me, you whore." He spat.

Tears rolled down your hot cheeks as your legs began to shake. You let out a whine as your juices squirted all out onto the floor and Sukuna's thighs.

You slumped back against Sukuna's chest and caught your breath. "You're a mess," Sukuna slid his fingers out of you and noticed blood coating the tips of his fingers. "Well would ya look at that. Did I pop the virgin's cherry before I even put my cock in?" He teased and you could only whimper in response due the slight soreness from it.

Sukuna used two of his arms to hook your legs up and another one to bring his cock out from his robe. It was rock hard and the bright red tip leaking pre-cum. It really had been a while since he had sex. "That was only to prep you," Sukuna rubbed his cock in between your folds and you cried out at feeling of the bare tip rub your abused clit. "I do need to get you pregnant after all." He grunted as he guided his cock inside you, only for your to sob and squirm with only the tip inside.

"Shhh shhh my pretty little virgin," Sukuna nibbled at your neck and glanced at your tear covered cheeks. Your eyes were red and puffy and your nose was red as well, the sight of you crying because of his cock- crying because of him, made him all the more turned on. "I gotta put in," You shook your head and arched your back as he lowered you further on his cock.

"I-I can't do it! My Lord s'too big- I'm g-gonna die!" You continued to cry your eyes out and Sukuna already knew your throat would be horse from all of the crying. "You're going to die? Fucking dramatic," Sukuna chuckled.

"Just relax," He rubbed long circles around your clit unlike before and soft mewls left your lips. "Yeah just like that," You sunk further down on his cock, he was stretching you to the brim. You had never felt so full. Your walls squeezed him tight, every vein, the slight curve in his cock, you could feel it all and you didn't know how to react.

"Let me in."

A bulge poked out from your stomach as Sukuna nestled in your velvety walls and brought your knees to your chest. "I want to see you crying- cry for me Y/N." You bit down on your bottom lip as Sukuna slammed you up and down on his cock at much to quick a pace for a virgin. To the point where you could barely think straight, "O-Oh my Lord's big! S'big!"

He had done it.

He fucked you stupid.

"Uh huh what else, ya whore? What else do ya have to say?" Sukuna groaned and you threw your head back against his shoulder and babbled on his cock. "I-It hurts! Mmmm but it's so good!" Your voice cracked in between each cry. "Yeah? Fuck- you're so fucking tight it's killing me." Sukuna grunted. "M'So full- so deep!" You sniffled.

The sound of Sukuna's chamber doors opening echoed through the large throne room once again along with your moans, his grunts, and wet slaps.

"My Lord Sukuna," Your face grew warm and you shook your head as a group of villagers walked over towards the two of you with offerings. "I offer-" A man paused at the sight of Sukuna fucking you with every last ounce of his being. Sweat rolled down Sukuna's forehead causing his pink hair to stick to it. His brows were furrowed together, he looked so concentrated that it was insane.

"What else could you- mmm fuck- offer me?" Sukuna growled and your legs trembled as his fingers pinched your clit. "I have my woman who'll bless me with an heir- I don't need your goddamn offerings," He sunk his teeth into your neck and you finally, through teary eyes, made eye contact with the group standing before you and Sukuna.

Shame and embarrassment filled you even in your fucked out state. "N-No! They're watching! My Lord t-they're watching!" You sobbed and Sukuna's teeth left your flesh only to be replaced with his lips. "I know, I'm not gonna let them touch you, you're mine- don't fucking worry, you're only mine Y/N." He comforted you while continuing to bounce on you his cock like there was no tomorrow, his balls slapping against your ass with each thrust.

"A-Ahh! Don't look- oh my goddd- p-please!" You whined as Sukuna gripped your chin, forcing you to look at the group of men and women before you. "Why're you embarrassed? They can't do anything to you," He kissed your neck and left dark hickey's everywhere. "These are my breasts, these are my thighs, this is my ass," Sukuna grunted and quickened his pace, it was inhumane. "This is my pussy, your mine Y/N- every part of you belongs to fucking me so it doesn't matter what the fuck they see because as long as you're with me you're above them." Sukuna groaned and your eyes rolled back in your head as the tip of his cock brushed against your cervix. "M'gonna come! My stomach it-" You whimpered loudly and Sukuna buried his face in your neck, except for his eyes. He was giving the group of death glare.

"Get the fuck out I'm the only one who gets to see my woman come."

The group rushed out of the chambers, dropping their offerings onto the floor. Sukuna rolled his eyes. He was definitely going to kill them and their villages later.

"Come on, go cum on my cock ya whore," Sukuna thrusted up into you and your legs trembled. Sweat rolled down the curve of your breasts and your slick covered his cock. "Be a good little virgin girl and come." He grunted while drool rolled down your chin as the knot that had been built up in your stomach unraveled.

"Sukuna!"

You screamed his name as you gushed around his cock, squeezing it tight. The little virgin- the little virgin human girl had the audacity to say his name? You said his name? Yeah he was going to fuck you until dawn just for that. "Fuck," He lifted his face from your neck and gave you a sloppy kiss as he tried to reach his high. "I'm gonna fill ya up," You moaned into the kiss. "You're gonna take my seed and give me an heir, right?" Sukuna mumbled and you nodded. "Y-Yes! As many as you want!" You could feel Sukuna's cock twitch and swell inside of you.

"Yeah, fuck, that's a good little virgin."

Sukuna forced himself all the way inside, the only thing that could be seen was the bulge his cock had created in your stomach and his tight balls. He groaned and shot loads of his release into your womb.

You whimpered at the feeling and after a minute of just staying like that and catching your breath Sukuna pulled out. His come dribbled out of your stretched pussy and he gathered it, pushing it back inside your fucked out hole. "You're my woman, understand?" You nodded tiredly and Sukuna traced his thumb over your belly again. It slightly bloated due to how much he had come inside of you. "What's your job as my woman?" He asked you licked your lips. "I-It's," Yep, your voice was horse. "It's to please you and give you and heir." You murmured and Sukuna nodded. "You're a smart little virgin girl." He chuckled and you pouted. "M'Not...M'Not a virgin anymore." You reminded him and Sukuna snickered.

"Yeah that's right, I took your virginity," Sukuna flipped you around so that you both were now facing each other. "But until you learn how to please me to the fullest you're still a virgin my eyes," Your eyes widened at the feeling of Sukuna's hardened cock rub in between your ass. "You do know that pregnancy isn't guaranteed after just one time? I'm tryna see my woman give me heir so we're going to be here for a while." Sukuna grinned and you watched as he slid his robe off and his large stomach mouth came into view.

You gulped as Sukuna leaned towards you, your breasts pressed firmly against his chest. "I wanna try something and we have all day pretty girl." You traced your hands over his muscles. "Whatever you want Sukuna-" He placed a finger over your lips, "Ah Ah Ah we aren't married so it's still my Lord to you." He brought his finger from your lips and you stared up at him with hodded eyes.

"Of course,"

You wrapped your arms around Sukuna's neck and he straddled your hips.

"My Lord."

-[This is one those things you write and never plan on posting until you remember that there will always be someone out there who likes it, this mf has been sitting in my drafts for a good minute]-

i think it would be really funny if maki and megumi started pulling all of their friends into the zenin clan as adopted family members just. whenever it makes something convenient. they pass being head of the zenin clan around so none of the higher ups can hurt them. you want itadori executed? well he's head of the zenin clan now. you want maki to face punishment for her crimes? actually she's head of the zenin clan so she can do what she likes to her clan. you want yuuta dead for finding a loophole in a binding vow? you're going to kill the head of the zenin clan? think about how that would look. gojo's out of the prison realm and now you want him executed too? did you know. did you know he's actually head of the zenin clan--

Megumi: I think I know what you’re thinking

Yuuji: You’d be the first, cause I don’t

Sukuna: Can confirm, it’s quiet in here

So what if bby fushiguro meet Rika? Like "Ri...ka...-chan" _ "Huh? how do you know her name?" _ "she said it herself" _ Of course Rika doesn't speak in curse form, bby fushiguro can see spirits so ye the two are probably quite close because Rika seems to be around the same age

scarlet witch! baby fushiguro! reader meets rika orimoto

jujutsu kaisen x reader

masterlist of the series

warning(s): major anime/manga spoilers for jjk

this is such a cute request omg they totally would *clears throat* i present to you scarlet bb fushiguro meeting rika, enjoy reading <3

before you read: you still haven't exhibited much of your chaos magic for this request and gojo doesn't know you're the scarlet witch yet, hence the reason why he and the others claim your chaos magic as cursed energy when it is not!

you have always been a strange child, even when gojo first got you. when he found out you could see curses at a young age, he expected for you to be a bit scared, but no. it was the cursed spirits who were afraid of you. you were so bold around them that you'd try to befriend them and even chase after them, but unbeknownst to gojo, you could also see other spirits. the ghosts of dead people.

you were brought to tokyo jujutsu high by gojo since his students missed seeing you and the same goes for you—you had been insisting on coming to see them again. you loved the company of your maki-nee, toge-nii, panda and most especially your yuta-nii very much.

when you stepped foot at the school. you bolted towards the four with open arms as soon as gojo placed you down. you were bombarded with warm greetings and embraces, and somehow they were all free from missions today.

you did your zoomies around the school grounds after gojo excused the students from you, since he needed to talk to them for a minute. you were minding your own business from a distance when you felt someone staring at you but it was neither of the students or gojo. turning your head, you saw a cursed spirit that wasn't fully manifested behind yuta. it took you some time to realize that this spirit was the main reason you could sense a powerful energy from yuta.

being the friendly child you are to all spirits alike, you approached the cursed spirit who continued to hide behind yuta shyly.

'she's [name].. right?'

you could hear the spirit's thoughts and to you, it sounded like a little girl's voice instead of a curse's hoarse one.

tipping your head to the side, you stared. with your sensitive eyes and senses, it used to be human; a little girl just like you. it was no wonder the spirit sounded like one. you nodded your head, a smile gracing your lips.

'did you just hear my thoughts?' you giggled at the cursed spirit fondly, nodding your head once again.

"my name is rika!"

she sounded much more confident this time as she separated from yuta and she spoke verbally this time. though her voice sounded nothing like human to their normal ears, to you it was otherwise.

you uttered the name, your smile stretched wider as excitement filled your lungs. "rika..? rika-chan!"

they halted their conversation and turned to you with wide eyes, especially yuta. did she really just speak to you?

"huh? how do you know her name?" gojo had never mentioned of the cursed spirit that yuta had with him and he was certain that the young boy never mentioned it to you either.

"she said it herself!" you answered, pointing your index finger at the cursed spirit now beside yuta and in front of you.

"[name] can see rika?" maki glanced at gojo with wide eyes. "even when she's not fully manifested?"

"well i didn't know you can do that, kikufuku." gojo managed a chuckle. though he was surprised, he was mostly impressed. not only did you have an immense energy that surpasses the vengeful spirit and your dad himself, you had keen eyes and senses.

"you're not afraid?" yuta blinked profusely at you.

you questioned back, confused. "why would i be afraid of rika-chan?" you shook your head and bounced on your feet, "yuta-nii, can i play with her? please! pleaseeee."

"um, i don't kno—the cursed spirit fully manifested on her own will and promptly cut off yuta.

"i wanna play with you too [name]-chaaan!"

everyone watched the cursed spirit levitate towards you only to pick you up with her lanky arms and toss you in the air, both of your giggles filling the atmosphere in the process.

"rika?!" yuta watched in awe.

this was the very first time that rika wasn't aggressive to the people she meets. she had always been somewhat jealous and protective of yuta, so it was such a sight to see her instantly become fond of you. perhaps it was the fact that you were nearly the same age as rika when she passed, or maybe it was your bewitching aura again? either way, rika instantly loved you and you loved her just as much in return.

in your eyes, you didn't see a terrifying vengeful spirit or the queen of curses. what you saw was a human girl somewhat your age, but she was definitely a older than you by one or two years. ever since you met each other, you and rika became close with one another. rika loved your company so much that she'd ask yuta where you are when you are not around the campus and when the two of you are together, you'd be seen chasing each other, just laughing and playing like the children you were.

rika became your best friend. you'd tell her everything, from the other spirits you'd see, how gojo nearly set the kitchen on fire when he attempted to make breakfast and the cartoons you watched.

she didn't have much stories to tell you, other than the fact that she loves yuta and how she helps him with his training in the campus, rika loved listening to you ramble. you were her escape in a way. through your stories and just by hanging out with you, she felt alive again. rika also learned how to be more nice because of you, usually she'd be aggressive and attack almost everyone but with your kindness and reassurance, you were able to change that. rika doesn't just listen to yuta, she listens to you too.

eventually, yuta had lifted the curse and you had to say goodbye to your playmate. even if you and rika only knew each other for a short span of time—it felt like you've known each for years, for a very long time. it was as if she was really alive and not a ghost. so until the end, you were good friends.

"goodbye, [name]-chan! thank you for being my best friend. please look after yuta for me." those were her last words to you before she left.

"goodbye, rika-chan.."

you were a wreck for weeks. you've dealt the passing on of rika to the other side way worse than yuta himself. you were crying and too sad to be able to do anything. being a creature who's able to see things that others can't and harnessing a gift so dangerous, it was difficult for you to befriend other kids. rika was your first best friend. she was the first one to ever accept that you're weird for the gift you possess.

but after some time and with gojo's help, you were able to move on and had come into terms that rika was now finally in peace. things went well mostly because you were able to see her again, right before yuta left japan to train at africa. you saw the same brunette with the familiar and precious smile, waving at you the same way she had before she passed on.

rika had been watching over you and yuta, and that brought you so much hope and happiness.

MIRACULOUS LADYBUG CHARACTERS REACTION TO: YOU GIVING THEM A VALENTINE

note: all characters here will be old enough to date like how they are in the show but it’s all fluff and nothing a 14 yr old Freshman wouldn’t be able to do irl,, also i went really over board with Chat Noir’s... lmk if you want more of these types of posts

links: part two

LUKA

You walked into your shared class with cyan haired boy, as you walked in Luka gave you smile and a wave. He held a guitar in his hands, as he usually comes to school early to practice a bit before class starts, you waved back and walked your way over to him, guitar in your hands, that doesn’t go unnoticed by Luka, “Oh? Care for a duet?” he jokes, strumming the strings. “A solo, actually.” you stated, he gave you his full attention, putting the guitar on the desk and his eyes locked on yours. You played the little tune you spent weeks composing; it had to be perfect for him, he always knows exactly what jingle to play for the people around him and especially you, so you wanted to return the favor, your heart and soul were laid out in every strum, string, and chord, you were vulnerable with every fret your fingers danced between, and it showed. Your song finished, but you hadn’t bothered to look up at his face, to scared of what you might see plastered on the canvas of the boy you knew you loved, your hands shook and you didn’t even know if your song had reached his heart, yet the way he stabled your trembling hands on your guitar, steadying it from dropping to the floor, and they way he pulled you into his chest, told you it tugged on his heartstrings more than you could strum, on any string, on any guitar.

ADRIEN

You were so confident you could give Adrien the poem you wrote but when you walked into Mme. Bustier’s classroom and saw the golden haired boy already had a pile of cards, candies, love letters, and chocolates to last a lifetime you slid the poem into your bag and walked right past him, taking your seat in the back of the class, missing the ‘good morning’ he told you when you walked past him. The whole day you ignored Adrien, but even sparing a glance at him reminded you of your unspoken words, as lunch started you sat in the cafeteria with an empty tray, not wanting to eat, instead looking at the poem on its sage green piece of paper. Not feeling the presence of the person behind you, you crumpled the page and dropped your head on your arms. “Why’d you do that?” you snapped your head to the voice behind you staring at bright green eyes, “That’s my valentine, right? I would’ve liked it to be in pristine condition but I guess that’s not an option anymore.” “Um, Adrien? This isn’t y-yours...” you stammered out but it was all in vain, “Then why was it addressed to me?” His voice sounded innocent at first but you heard the teasing background to it, Adrien sat down next to you put an arm around your shoulders and took the crumpled note from your hands, “It’s a beautiful poem..” he smirked softly, “..valentine.”

CHAT NOIR

as Chat Noir patrolled during the night he stumbled across a familiar balcony, your balcony, tied to the railing of your balcony were different colors of roses, ones he knew the meaning of. A lavender rose, symbolizes enchantment, and symbolizing the time you met, the last thing he said was ‘enchanté’. A pink rose, symbolizing gratitude, symbolizing the day he saved you, you bought him a pink rose that day too. An orange rose, symbolizing fascination, symbolizing the week you spent chasing after him, trying to figure out anything and everything you could about him, which resulted in you getting into many akuma attacks and almost getting hurt countless of times, it also resulted in him scolding you and telling you not to do that. A white rose resembling charm, symbolizing the day he spent protecting you from an akumatized villain who wanted to hurt you, he spent the day teasing you, and telling you jokes, and making you flustered, and calling you “ma charmante princesse”. A yellow rose, symbolizing friendship, symbolizing the time you asked him “are we friends, chaton?”. A peach rose, usually given when saying ‘thank you’, symbolizing the time you cried in his arms when you felt you weren’t good enough, and you thanked him for being there, and you thanked him for letting you cry, and you thanked him for everything you could imagine. Green rose, symbolizing balance, symbolizing the day you caught him from falling off your balcony when he got him by an akuma attack. A blue rose, signifying unattainability, for when he cried into your arms when he felt rejected by his father, when he felt like love was impossible for him to grasp, yet even though what he was crying about was a mystery to you, you let him sob. A black rose, resembling a major change, but what change, he didn’t know, but the next rose clarified what it meant, a red rose, for romance desire and love, a symbolic way of saying, ‘i love you’ this was all confirmed to him by the the dates written on the ribbon which tied the roses to the rails. When you woke up the next day, two flowers were put in place of the 10 roses you had left, a gladiolus and dahlia, symbolizing acceptance and commitment.

Okay so I was reading the prompts and got the idea for this scenario where one of the slayers happen across reader(either someone they know or a stranger) who’s been turned into a demon. They’re not hurting anyone but don’t wanna be a demon/eat people so they’re waiting for the sun to rise so they can die and (hopefully) go to heaven. Cuz they’re not attacking anyone the slayer just sort of ends up sitting with them and keeps them company, the prompts were:

"If I asked you to stay, would you?"

"Just please, don't leave me."

You can decide how it ends if they die or if the slayer helps them somehow but could they be either Giyuu, Rengoku or Tanjiro? Or all of them if you wanna do little HCs I don’t mind! Sorry if you’re not comfortable with this it’s cool to ignore if you are it just got stuck in my head.

Thanks & take care x

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"If I asked you to stay, would you?" "Just please, don't leave me." | Kyojuro x Demon!Reader

Warning(s): Angst, Attempted suicide

Author's Note(s): This is such a creative scenario, Nonny. I went for Kyojuro since its kinda obvious how Giyuu and Tanjiro would react. Enjoy this oneshot.

Word Count: 971

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The midnight blue night sky was lightening up—a clear sign of the approaching dawn which Kyojuro took as his cue to head home for rest. This is the hour in which demon attacks decrease dramatically as the fiends hightail it to find shelter from the sun. Of course, a few bold ones try to get one last meal, but the empty streets and a Hashira's presence were a great deter.

Kyojuro had a meager moment to catch his breath before his crow swooped in and cawed, "Demon by the river-!" It had not even finished when Kyojuro took off in the direction of the creek that bordered the village.

It was a short distance from where he stood to watch. A turn around a street corner and Kyojuro spotted the demon perched on a boulder by the river in plain sight. He would have mistaken them for a human if not for the faint demon aura his sharpened senses detect. The demon had a splotch of drying blood around its neck, but other than that, they were well-kempt; no blood around their mouth or arms to indicate they had recently eaten.

Odd. Even odder, they faced the direction of the rising sun.

Their legs fidget with the instinct to run for cover, but they were adamant in remaining where they were. It was perfect for Kyojuro, who snuck up behind the demon, hand on his katana with the intent to slay them. That is until he finally heard their weak, shaky crying he could not pick up before with his partial deafness.

He hummed a little too loud than intended, and the demon was finally alerted to his presence. Teary cat-like eyes turned to meet his own. Their breath hitched momentarily as they registered his immense strength as a Hashira. Yet, Kyojuro swore he saw hope gleam in their eyes. Nothing like the fear he saw in all other demons.

"Stay still, demon, and this will be over!" He boomed, unsheathing his sword.

"Demon? So it is true," They bawled. "My family is dead. And I'm a demon now."

"How unfortunate." Kyojuro rose his katana to swipe at their neck, indifferent to what he assumed was the demon's attempt at gaining his pity.

The demon wept at their impending death even though—not yet known to Kyojuro—it's what they sought. Still, they turned their head up to the sky, leaving their neck wide open. That simple action is what got through to Kyojuro. He froze in place with his katana still raised above him. This demon had accepted death without even lifting a finger to defend themselves, not once.

Curiosity got the better of him. Lowering his sword and returning it to its saya, he asked, "What's your name?"

"(Y/n)," The demon answered in perplexion.

"Just (Y/n)?"

(Y/n) nodded, "I do not remember my family name. I got turned a few days ago, and I could feel my humanity disappear since then. I crave for human flesh." They clutched their chest, "I can't stand the thought of it. I must die. It's for the better."

Kyojuro was dumbfounded. His mind raced as he reviewed (Y/n) 's explanation. This is the discovery of a lifetime. A demon would rather die than wreak havoc on innocent people just to keep themselves alive. It became clear why they were so accepting of death, albeit still fearful. He would even say that (Y/n)'s consideration and fear of death made them more human than demons. His thoughts were interrupted by (Y/n) yelping as the first rays of the rising sun singed their skin.

In a swift motion, Kyojuro wrapped his arm around (Y/n)'s waist and dashed behind a building where some shade remained. "If I asked you to stay, would you?" He blurted. He promised to protect the weak, which included helping those less fortunate, and right now, (Y/n) looked like they needed someone to help guide them down the right path.

(Y/n) looked up at Kyojuro in surprise, then back at the ground and fiddled their hands in uncertainty. "Are you not a demon slayer? A Hashira, perhaps? I'm sure there is a big penalty for a slayer that harbors a demon. I would not want a kind man like you to suffer the consequences when you could be helping people more deserving of your kindness."

(Y/n) was right. There are significant consequences Kyojuro would face if he were found out; add the problem of having no place to hide them. He could not take (Y/n) to his home, or they would have his father to answer to.

Wait! That is it! Kyojuro recalled, in his youth, when his father's drunken outbursts were at their worst, he and Senjuro would hide out in the abandoned temple. It was believed to be haunted, thus has been long forgotten by the townsfolk. The perfect place to hide (Y/n). So long as they did not claim any human lives, the demon slayer corps would not be alerted to their existence.

"I have a place where you can stay, and in the meantime, I will speak to the master of the corps. He's a reasonable man. I'm sure he would gladly accept you. I do not think the others will be so easily convinced, but once you prove yourself, it will be worth it."

(Y/n) pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Okay. I'll go with you." They blushed as he gave them a vibrant smile. "Just please don't leave me."

"Well, I will have to leave to inform the master, but I won't ever abandon you. You can be sure of that. Come now. I'll take you to your new hide-out." Kyojuro took off his haori and draped it over (Y/n) to shield them from the sun—guiding them in the opposite direction of the rising sun where the temple stood.