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Sanemi:
Sanemi with reader who has anger issues
Mitsuri:
Platonic yandere Mitsuri and Obinai with reader who’s in the demon slayer corps
Obinai:
Platonic yandere Mitsuri and Obinai with reader who’s in the demon slayer corps
Platonic yandere Mitsuri and Obanai with teen reader who’s also a demon slayer
A/n: I’ve had this thought for a while now so here it goes. I just realized I’ve spelt Mitsuris name wrong the whole thing. It’s fixed now
Y/n is gender natural too
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Mitsuri and Obanai got married a little while ago, but always felt like a piece of them where missing. Until they saved a kid about 11 years old from a demon. That kid was Y/n. Y/n then got adopted by them soon after and was taught how to use breathing styles so they could protect themselves incase Mitsuri or Obanai couldn’t be there to protect them.
Y/n misunderstood though and thought that they were training to be a demon slayer. Even though they were locked up in the house all day. They soon started to feel like a disappointment. They had mastered both techniques and still weren’t going to take the final test.
They then decided that they would run away, take the test, then become a hashira to prove that they weren’t a disappointment to there family. So they left without telling anyone where they were going. The next time there parents saw them, they’d be a hashira, and a strong one non the less. They where about 14 when they got a chance to leave.
A month after passing the final exam they met Tanjiro and became friends with him and Nezuko during a mission. They kept meeting during missions, soon they joined Tanjiro, Zenitsu, and Inosuke. There plan didn’t go how they wanted it to go though. The next time they saw there parents was during Tanjiro and Nezukos trial, when they saved Nezuko from being stabbed by Sanemi. They land right in front of Mitsuri.
“Y/n?!?” Mitsuri squeaked, jumping to grab them, and drag them back to her house were her and Obinai could doont over them and protect them from everything.
Fuck, mom! Y/n thought as they heard there name being called by the love Hashira, aka there mom.
“Y/n. What are you doing here? And where the hell have you been the past year!” Obanai says is a harsh voice suddenly appearing right behind us.
“SHIT!! Tanjiro you’re on your own!!! I trust you’ll find me again!!!” Y/n screams as they sprint out of there without Nezuko (so she could have her trial and show them she is a good demon) as fast as they can, to go grab there stuff and leave.
Y/n was almost cought by Obanai but master Ubuyashiki showed up and he had to pay his respects and couldn’t leave. The same thing happened with Mitsuri. After everything happened there, the other hashira and Tanjiro Zenitsu and Inosuke where told about Y/n and if they ever see them bring them to Mitsuri or Obanai. They were not going to let you escape them again the next time they saw you.
You were now 15, they need to make up for all the lost time with you, no matter how long it took. At the least they know you are alive now, and will never stop looking for you even if it take one hundred year to find there sweet child again.
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
Hello again!
I saw that you were fine writing for demon slayer so I wanted to ask if you would be fine writing something for Muzan and Kokushibo?
Like double pen, noncon or anything you want to add to it.
Sorry if this is akward, I never requested anything before :']
<🌪> <3
(Noncon, Double Pen, Overstim, Sub!Bottom!Male!Reader, Mentions of Blood, Stomach Bulging)
Muzan's an asshole
You let out a sob into Muzan’s palm, his fingers digging into your cheeks. You shook as you felt the tip of his cock pressing against your hole, fear filling up your stomach as you braced yourself. “I’m surprised no one plucked you up yet, just sitting there all wide eyed and pretty and all alone.” Muzan’s voice was like velvet, his words held a psychotic note.
He began pushing you down onto his cock, his palm keeping your mouth shut as you whined through gritted teeth. It felt unbearable having him slide into you, your ass clenching around his cock. You could feel every ridge on his cock, his thick shaft stretching you to your limit.
The pain was mind numbing but you forced your body to relax, welcoming him deeper inside of you. You curled back into his chest, pathetic cries held back by Muzan’s hand.
The sudden opening of the door had you jumping up, moaning when Muzan’s cock rubbed roughly against your prostate. Your wide eyes stared into six yellow pupils that swam in oceans of blood, the overwhelming feeling of being utterly powerless wrapped its way around your heart and clenched around it tight.
You shook in Muzan's arms as eyes roamed your body. "Care to join?" Muzan's voice had your blood turning cold, his blatant disregard for your wants scaring you. You knew better then to defy or fight him, yet your body screamed at you as your eyes glossed over with tears.
Before you had even fully blinked Kokushibo appeared in front of you, you let out a gasp as you flung yourself back into Muzan's chest. Muzan's chuckle was cold and lifeless, Kokushibo's hands rubbing circles around your buds. Your mouth gaped as you looked up at him. "Where did you find this delicious little thing?" You whined, his words striking fear into your heart.
"Little thing was hiding in a barn, shaking like a leaf." They both laughed. "His mother was particularly delicious." You sobbed into Muzan's hand, tears freely running down your cheeks as blood flashed through your mind.
His leather gloved hand stuck to your sweaty skin, you already felt beyond your limit but Kokushibo grabbed your thighs just under the knee and spread them around his hips. You could feel every muscle Muzan had pressing up against your back, his shirt sticking to your sweaty skin.
Muzan's hand moved from your mouth to your neck, resting his hand around your throat. You let out a loud cry when Kokushibo's cock began sliding in next to Muzan's cock, it felt unbearable with every inch that slid into you. You could feel the tears and snot drip down your face as you openly sobbed, you could never have imaged in your life that two demons would split you open on their cocks.
Muzan's rough hands grabbing you from out behind a hay bale stuck in your mind, screams of horror filling the once peaceful night sky. You knew you were dripping precum, you could feel it dribbling down your cock. You were wrapped up in shame, the feeling of their cocks ramming into your prostate was mind blowing.
You could see their cocks bulging out your stomach, shivers wracking your body at the sight of them stretching out your insides. "Looks like he's falling apart." Kokushibo's voice barley registered in your head, completely drunk off of the feeling of them slamming their thick cock's into your tiny hole. "He can take it." Muzan smirked, hand slapping against your thigh and causing a yelp to flee for your lips.
You felt your own cum hit you in the chin, whining when Muzan stopped you from wiping it off. "Oh no, pretty, you better get use to that." Muzan's words had you shaking in his grasp, his hand lightly tightening around your neck. Kokushibo groaned at the sight of you loosing oxygen.
You could feel your own eyes rolling back, the grunts of the two men ploughing into you fading and ringing out. Muzan finally relazed his hand and you coughed as you sucked in air. "Fuck, fuck." Kokoshibo groaned as he released inside of you, the feeling of you clenching around him too much.
He leaned back against the table, arms tensing as he held onto the edge, happy to watch Muzan continue pounding into you. "We're gonna be here all night, pretty boy." Muzan chuckled, eyes widening in glee with his newfound pet.
Can you imagine Jealous!Kyojuro?
TW: jealousy, yandere themes, mentions defilement, mentions of blood and gore, clueless reader (?), angry boi, believe that's it lmk!
this is slightly proofread (i read through it once) :p
Jealous!Kyojuro who watches from afar, a slayer who is far too touchy. He has his hands on you, brushing off nonexistent dirt from your collarbone, defintely too close to your chest.
Jealous!Kyojuro whose bright smile never leaves his face, not even for a moment. It’s a stark contrast to his inner turmoil. A raging fire within him, growing and growing until it seems to seep from his pores.
Jealous!Kyojuro whose stance is much more tense than usual, yet his attacks are coordinated. Poised and quick, his attacks are meant to kill. His training equipment suffers his wrath, tearing and snapping with each blow.
Jealous!Kyojuro who can’t focus anymore, the image of you smiling at that other slayer is engraved in his mind. And for once, his smile falls.
Jealous!Kyojuro whose stare is as deathly as his attacks. His eyes are narrowed, his pupils blown out, almost covering the entirety of the beautiful golden red eyes. His jaw is clenched, so hard a certain white haired male swears he can hear his teeth cracking.
Jealous!Kyojuro whose brows are furrowed, anyone who spares him a glance chalks it up to him being focused, but a closer look at his reddened skin and his standoffish attitude tells a different story.
Jealous!Kyojuro who swears to his white haired companion, and tries to make the same promise to himself, that he's only visiting for a chat. Nothing more or out of the ordinary. It's only a little chat, what could possibly go wrong?
Jealous!Yandere!Kyojuro who realizes he shouldn't make promises he can't keep. It's a realization that hits him as soon as he hears just how much that slayer wants to defile you. To finally get his filthy hands on you, and bragging about how close he already is to getting a taste, weeks of half-hearted compliments and lending a helping hand finally paying off.
Jealous!Yandere!Kyojuro who doesn't remember walking out from his hiding place. And who certainly doesn't remember getting his hands filthy, stained in red and dripping with an essence he knows he'll need to scrub off.
Jealous!Yandere!Kyojuro who only remembers sliding his sword back into its hilt after the bodies were tossed out into the woods far from where they were, in an area he knows demons frequent.
Jealous!Yandere!Kyojuro who cares little about the demons he knows are circling him and the prey he's left them. Who doesn't bat an eye when he has to grab his sword and slash at a few of them, reminding them to keep away and enjoy their meal while they have it.
Jealous!Yandere!Kyojuro who, in his haze, let's a demon get far too close, the stinging slash of claws down his cheek and across his jaw is enough to snap him back to the present and, despite the stinging pain, he raises his sword once more.
Jealous!Yandere!Kyojuro who purposefully slashes a few of his uniform buttons during the fight, giving his opponents a singular opening. One that they try to take with each slash they throw at him, but never seem to get.
Jealous!Yandere!Kyojuro who holds himself back, only deflecting fatal blows and taking the less fatal ones. Who lets himself get roughed up, who lets the demons slash and kick at him before he finally slashes through the flesh of their necks with his sword.
Jealous!Yandere!Kyojuro who makes his way to where you're staying, knocking just loud enough for you to hear, panting, bloody, and bruised. Who when you open the door and gasp at his state, bringing him inside and worrying over him, can't help the grin that finally makes its way back to his handsome, albeit bloody, face.
Yandere!Kyojuro who would do anything for you.
Yandere!Kyojuro who has already done so much for you, who's murdered for you.
Yandere!Kyojuro who won't stop until you finally realize that there's no other man for you except him. The one who always seems to save you in any situation and will continue to do so.
Yandere!Kyojuro who loves you so dearly, he will keep waiting for you, because he is patient.
To an extent.
Can you imagine….Yandere!Shinobu?
TW: yandere/obsessive behavior, jealousy, anger/rage, pervy behavior (?), unrequited love, a depressive episode, mentions of blood/wounds.
Nurse!Shinobu who takes such good care of you. From the time you get to the Butterfly Estate to the time you unfortunately have to leave.
Nurse!Shinobu whose smile seems to hold some truth to it when she sees you come through the gates, whether it's on your own two feet or in the arms of another slayer.
Nurse!Shinobu who has a room entirely for you, everything from your favorite blanket to your favorite snacks are stored there.
Nurse!Shinobu who personally, and only, cares for you. Giving you the best medicines and treatments, fussing over you even when you cheekily tell her you’re fine.
Nurse!Shinobu who hates seeing you in pain, she just about cries herself anytime you flinch, wince, or cry.
Nurse!Shinobu who is so gentle when you do show any signs of pain, even if you try to hide it, she knows you. She knows everything.
Nurse!Shinobu who mixes your medicines with something else to make up for the bad taste. This earns whines and cries from a certain blond when he finds out about the special treatment you're receiving.
Nurse!Shinobu who notices you're coming around much more, with hardly any wounds, maybe some scratches and bruises scattered along your body, but nothing more that would require immediate medical attention.
Nurse!Shinobu who loves that you're frequenting her estate, happy you're coming to see her, to talk to her.
Only her.
Nurse!Shinobu who spends hours with you, telling the kakushi that they may contact her only when necessary. She wants to spend as much time with you as she can, unbothered by the demands of her job.
Nurse!Shinobu who suddenly notices you stop coming to her when you arrive at the estate. no longer having the joy of watching you smile sheepishly when she lightly scolds you for being so careless.
Nurse!Shinobu who sees you headed straight for a kakushi, and is furious. Her smile widens, watching you snuggle up to the blushing, stuttering kakushi, her eyes darkening dangerously.
Nurse!Shinobu who buries herself in her work, no one ever sees her anymore. Only coming out when the Master calls for Hashira meetings or missions. Otherwise she's in her office, surrounded by books and papers, writing down in her journals furiously.
Nurse!Shinobu who finally emerges after weeks, her smile wider than ever. A smile that grows when she sees you being rushed through the estate gates, covered in blood and wounds.
Seems as though the gods, if she believed in any, are working in her favor.
Breaking!Nurse!Shinobu who orders the kakushi to lay you in your the room and tells them to leave. She'll do her best and you'll be as good as new.
Breaking!Nurse!Shinobu who wraps every single one of your wounds delicately, taking care with each one. She takes her time, looking over your entire body to make sure she didn't miss anything, but relishing in how close she is to you, admiring you in ways she only dreamed about.
Breaking!Nurse!Sinobu who's never done things she shouldn't. She's always followed the rules, strictly. She's always been the good girl, she takes pride in that, but as she gazes down at your sleeping form, at your plush lips, she wonders, for once in her life, if rules were made to be broken.
Breaking!Nurse!Shinobu who wonders just how easy it would be for her to steal a kiss. All she has to do it lean over and press her lips to yours, that's all. Just one kiss. And she'll come back for more.
Breaking!Nurse!Shinobu who care for all her workers, all her kakushi- except one- but she cares for you even more.
Breaking!Nurse!Shinobu who gets an idea. It's horrible, she knows this, but it's so wonderfully genius at the same time. It's an idea that bring her joy and sadness, especially when she adds her beloved workers to the mix.
But she'd do anything for you.
Yandere uzui and his wives where they use kangaroo method on reader and baby reader non stop because to them she's a weak lil baby🛐
(I love ur blog so much)
YANDERE UZUI TENGEN X READER X WIVES
When you were adopted into the tengen family, you would have never expected this- this… you don’t even know what to call it at this point your parents died in battle while fighting multiple of the twelve kizuki , they were considered valiant slayers, so it was quite the flashy thing to have you stay with them, in uzuis words. To your surprise, all of the members of the household never mentioned them, they knew it would uoset you, so they didn’t bring it up. Ever. That’s what you thought anyways.
As weeks passed by of you in their care, you had started to realize a different, the adults all around started treating you fragile, all because you got sick a few fimes. They brought in some odd customs, which you didn’t find to be all that odd, mainly because they had told you all parents did this with their children. They made you think your parents were bad ones, all part of the plan.
At some point, you stopped becoming a house guest, and more became a part of the family, they wanted a child, but conceiving one would be rather annoying, considering it would cause may fights about who would actually have to get pregnant. They wanted a child, and bam, uzui brings home a child. It was just so perfect, they couldn’t pass up on thsi oppurtunity.
“Stop squirming, it’s time for your nap.” The burly man spoke, not harshly, but strictly. It did nothing to stop you from doing so, but the sentiment was there. There was a firm silk wrapped around the two of you, you, being much smaller than tengen, were enveloped by the fabric, while it barely covered his chest. There were diamonds laced through the fabric, they glittered in the pink hue of your room. You felt suffocatingly restricted, your arms and legs pinned in a hug around him, the shiny fabric (which by the way, is very soft) was wrapped in a few loops around your body to attach it to his own. He patted your head slowly, rubbing in circles in attempts to calm you,
“What’s the point? Just let me sleep on the couch with suma” you complained, your head peaking out of the fabric, he looked down at you with those purple eyes of his, and with a scowl, shook his head. He’d heard this was supposed to calm down children, through suma, who had been obsessively worrying about your health after that one mission wher you lost almost all of your strength. Yet here he was, left with an annoyed baby, who will not stop trying to get out of the wrap.
“No, last time I let you do that she wouldn’t let go, you are ill at the moment, you need warmth. we are not having this discussion, just relax alright? This is going to help you” he continued his sores hurt, practically daring you to challenge him again, you didn’t, knowing that he would up the babying 100% if you did. So poutingly so, you gave up, and tucked your head under the fabric as he bounced from one foot to the other. As much as you did hate this, hate being here against your will, hate being treated like you’re weak, this was a little calming, just being able to touch someone and feel someone’s heart beat.
“Fine. You owe me, I wanna go outside today” you reasoned from under your little pouch, placing a hand on his warm, really warm, chest, and tracing circles around all the scars set in his skin. You could feel him sigh, but you knew that he would give in. Uzui was probably the most reasonable, even if he wasn’t very reasonable at all, his wives( supposedly your mamas) were overbearing, they coddled you and took care of you for no reason, around any of them it was like you were a baby again, and not in any peaceful way. It almost hurt how often they took advantage of the fact that you were both smaller, and weaker than all of them.
Maybe that’s why you like having these calm moments with tengen, where no one else is around, and it’s just you, him, and the wrap around your body… you still hated it though, and would much rather cuddle on your own time. Your hand, nails now painted with multicolored polish(the girls doing), punched at his chest to try and get uzui to let you go. He barely budged.6
“I’ll give you twenty minutes in the blossom fields, No more than that, I just want to keep you safe, you know that, right pretty baby?” The man took no time in comforting you, knowing that the short period of time outside wouldn’t be enough for your curious self, you wanted to explore, to reach to the stars. He wouldn’t let you. All he cared about right now was holding on nice and tight to you, And keeping your cute little self safe.
The usually extravagant man was oddly quiet at the moment, oddly calm, you didn’t know what it was, but that made this all the more comforting, the fact that even he was quiet and calm. Slowly, his large hands dragged up and down your back, he cooed, watching you snuggle closer to him subconsciously, you pressed your face into his bare chest, soaking in his sharp smellz This was really your first time getting this intimate with any of them, with anyone for that matter. You always thought hugging and cuddling was stupid, you were wrong, usually it takes over twenty minutes for you to fall asleep, but here we are, you pretending like you hate this whole simultaneously cuddling closer into his warmth.
After a few minutes of the man (who was wearing nothing but his uniform shorts and you) rocking you back and forth, you dozed off, dreaming of the three wives of him. Waiting their return home.
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“That isn’t faaaairr I want a turn!” You woke up to a woman’s voice, which very obviously belonged to suma, piped up. You were still bundled up against uzui, now lying down, you let out a groan at the sudden noise, they couldn’t have been talking for that long, considering you just woke up. And you are usually a very light Sleeper, considering the fact that you live in paranoia of one of them murdering you. That’s got dark really quickly, anywho, it was very obvious that there was an argument going on between the two. Ever since you got sick everyone started arguing. You couldn’t place why.
“You have made her wake up- great! “ the other woman piped, pointing at the rustling hall of fabric, a tiny y/n peeping her head out from the cover. Although suma had been the one to actually ask tengen to try this out, to strip you of your clothing and cuddle close bare chested, hinatsuru planted that seed, she was the one to Lead suma right into the gossiping future mothers in the town square. She was the one to talk about it with suma, this is how it always went, she always knew more, she always wanted you to be hers, but she kept it behind that kind mask. She just wants to see you all babied up, all cute and sleepy, and oh boy can she not wait till it’s her turn.
“We’ll look who decided to say hello from their nap, not a very flashy awakening, but acceptable. Because it’s you” tengen spoke, he heard you’re heartbeat change the moment you opened up those eyes of yours, heard the stop in your breathing for a split second. Of course he was slightly annoyed with the disruption in his moment of euphoria, his peaceful time with you. He wouldn’t show it, it was for the best though, later he for sure would get a lecture on how it wasn’t fair that he was hogging you.’
“Get me out of this thing” you reached your arms out, and the woman awed, you just looked so adorable, reaching out for your mama. Obviously the action was intentional, she always bent to your will whenever you looked cute. In the same way that you can never say no to a puppy when they beg for food.
“Aw but don’t you like it? Maki and I tried extra hard to find a pattern you would like” suma squealed, you could see that she would throw a fit if you said you didn’t like it, she wouldn’t cry or anything, but she would talk your ear off about how she slaved away trying to find the right things and blah blah blah. You loved her, but you did not want to argue with her.
“No I like it. But I’m hot, and I’m hungry. What time is it anyway?” You questioned, trying to stretch out of the wrap, you weren’t hot, it was actually quite comfortable, but you were now hungry, being that you’d only ate some mangos this morning.
“It’s around your time for dinner, maki made some of your favorite! “ hinatsuru went around the large man you were attached to, starting to undo the complex knot that was tied around the two of you. Uzui staredbdown at you as the fabric came undone, his purple eyes following your expressions closely, you just look so sweet right now, there is not avoiding the inevitable cuteness overload he will get whenever he sees you all sleepy. A sleepy y/n is a content y/n, and a content y/n is someone who is very willing to cuddle. He wished he could take a photo in his brain of this moment, a deep smile spread across his face, watching hinatsuru wrap the cloth around your bare chest. And carry you way, you obviously thought this would be the last time this would happen, this whole kangaroo thing, he knew it wasn’t, he knew that this would escalate into more, but he wasn’t going to object, he wanted it, but he didn’t want to be the villain making you do it.
You were just so small… so weak. You were training under him once, along with your little friend group, but he had deemed that your small, unflashy self, wasn’t strong enough. That you couldn’t handle all the blood and death, not with that innocent mind of yours, obviously you didn’t grow up with suffering, that is until almost all of your family died and you started training with your brother. When you got sad when he withdrew you from the demon slayer groups he explained that he was doing this to protect you.
Just like he was making you stay here against your will
And how he overpowered you when you would get upset
And, how he poisons your afternoon snack. Just so you stay sleepy all day… it’s to help you
He swears on it
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This took me WAY too long to write,but it turned out okay… I think
I’m literally in love with tengen… and maybe I’ve started creating a demon slayer inserted reader, and maybe she’s a Kamado 👀
Anywho, thanks for requesting, thsi was fun to write!
Have a great day today!
Hello I would love to yandere Muichiro and Giyuu with a sweetheart who always has an emotionless face, never smiles and doesn't even know what it's like to smile due to the childhood trauma she had, and whenever there was an animal like a dead bird or cat without a part of her body, she sews it back and refuses that that animal was dead. Ah, her darling is also suicidal. If yes, I would be very grateful.
Thank you for requesting! I hope you liked this. :)
Warning: triggering topics such as suicide, self-blaming and well whatever the above request says.
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Muichiro--
Muichiro thought stalking you was too much work so he just straight-up kidnapped you, meaning he doesn't know much stuff about you.
He was a bit confused when you didn't even put up a fight and didn't even seem terrified or anything.
It didn't bother him much. At first, that is.
Sometimes he even drags you with him to missions as he kills demons, and even then you aren't fazed at all.
He brought you many gifts, perks of being a hashira could never relate, yet no matter how expensive or nice the gift is. You never smiled.
So he asked Mitsuri for advice to which she replied with to get animal plushies.
And he did. It seemed as to you liked those the most so he straight up bought you a whole stock and now whenever he enters your room you are always cuddling with one or another plushie.
But that too didn't manage to make you smile.
He was okay with that. At least, you aren't being difficult.
On a mission with him, the demon he was gonna kill snarled at you that he will kill you.
Muichiro was gonna straight up start rapping curses at the demon.
When you calmly replied, "Then do it."
Muichiro was confused. Were you just hiding your emotions all this time? Or did you just say that for fun?
And so did the demon try and attack you while you just stood there with an emotionless face.
But the demon wasn't able to because Muichiro had already killed it.
Walking back home, you both came across a dead animal.
Muichiro walked past it while you stood there staring at it.
And then you tore a bit of your expensive kimono as you picked the animal up.
The bird's wing was barely hanging on.
Muichiro didn't seem to notice it and when you both reached back, you hurried inside and got out your sewing kit as you started to sew the animal back up hurriedly. Hoping it will survive.
"That bird is dead, (Name)."
"No, it is not."
So Muichiro tried to take the dead bird away from you forcefully when you, for the first time ever, showed emotion. Little it was, but it was something.
Frustration.
"Give it back."
"No," Muichiro replied as he held the dead bird by its other wing.
You threw the needle at him.
Finally giving back the dead bird, he watched you sew its wing back up.
"It's okay, now you are safe. No one will hurt you." You whispered to the dead bird as you got a bed ready for it.
Like that, your bedroom soon was filled with various dead animals.
While cloud gazing with Muichiro he asked you, "Do you want to die?"
Humming you replied, "I don't wanna live."
Muichiro was confused, but after you died he understood why you don't wanna live.
He did the same as you from then on, sewing back up dead animals. Not believing they are dead. The room you both used to share is cold now, no one is there to take care of those dead animals anymore, for now, Muichiro is with you.
"Even death can't separate us." ~ Tokito Muichiro
Giyuu--
The emotionless face duo.
He stalked you a lot and found out you both are very similar yet different.
He would ask you what you want to eat, you would reply with nothing. If you want to go out somewhere? You would say, I don't know. Did you drink water today? You don't remember.
He found out you aren't taking care of yourself nicely and so he kidnapped you.
He would force-feed you, way over your limit. Make you drink water whether you want to or not, baths.
He tried to make you smile by showering you with attention affection.
It didn't work.
He decided to get you a pet, which seemed to work a bit.
He was jealous of the pet because you would willingly give it your attention than him.
Though, you never protested when he kissed you, hugged you, or cuddled you.
Everyone has their breaking point.
And so did Giyuu.
He was tired of you liking the pet more, though you still didn't smile.
He killed the pet.
And then threw its body away.
You were sitting in the backyard, waiting for your cat to come towards you.
1 hour. No signs of your cat.
2 hours. Maybe she is asleep.
3 hours. Don't worry, she will be here soon.
4 hours. Does she not like you anymore?
5 hours. She probably left you.
6 hours. She hates you.
7 hours. She never loved you anyway.
8 hours. Is she..dead?
9 hours. Obviously not.
10 hours. But you can smell something rotten.
11 hours. It could be another animal.
12 hours. Another animal? You should go check it out. Maybe you can take it in too.
13 hours. Your cat is finally back! Seems like she is in...a deep sleep.
14 hours. You started sewing her back up. Some insects ate some of her body parts, but that's okay! She is alive and well.
15 hours. She is sleeping. Don't worry, she will be up soon! Why won't she be?
16 hours. Did you forget she hates you?
17 hours. She isn't responding to you at all.
18 hours. I told you! She hates you!
19 hours. Or maybe she is dead?
20 hours. What do you mean she is dead? Of course not, you idiot.
21 hours. You left her alone for so long and now she isn't waking up!
22 hours. I shouldn't have left her alone.
23 hours. The man who kidnapped you isn't back yet, you still have time.
24 hours. Hanging limply from the fan.
It's okay. Giyuu has also joined you. You are soulmates, after all. If one dies, what is the purpose of the other?
"If I killed myself, would that make you happy?" ~ Giyuu Tomioka.
MASTERLIST
Yandere uzui and his wives where they use kangaroo method on reader and baby reader non stop because to them she's a weak lil baby🛐
(I love ur blog so much)
YANDERE UZUI TENGEN X READER X WIVES
When you were adopted into the tengen family, you would have never expected this- this… you don’t even know what to call it at this point your parents died in battle while fighting multiple of the twelve kizuki , they were considered valiant slayers, so it was quite the flashy thing to have you stay with them, in uzuis words. To your surprise, all of the members of the household never mentioned them, they knew it would uoset you, so they didn’t bring it up. Ever. That’s what you thought anyways.
As weeks passed by of you in their care, you had started to realize a different, the adults all around started treating you fragile, all because you got sick a few fimes. They brought in some odd customs, which you didn’t find to be all that odd, mainly because they had told you all parents did this with their children. They made you think your parents were bad ones, all part of the plan.
At some point, you stopped becoming a house guest, and more became a part of the family, they wanted a child, but conceiving one would be rather annoying, considering it would cause may fights about who would actually have to get pregnant. They wanted a child, and bam, uzui brings home a child. It was just so perfect, they couldn’t pass up on thsi oppurtunity.
“Stop squirming, it’s time for your nap.” The burly man spoke, not harshly, but strictly. It did nothing to stop you from doing so, but the sentiment was there. There was a firm silk wrapped around the two of you, you, being much smaller than tengen, were enveloped by the fabric, while it barely covered his chest. There were diamonds laced through the fabric, they glittered in the pink hue of your room. You felt suffocatingly restricted, your arms and legs pinned in a hug around him, the shiny fabric (which by the way, is very soft) was wrapped in a few loops around your body to attach it to his own. He patted your head slowly, rubbing in circles in attempts to calm you,
“What’s the point? Just let me sleep on the couch with suma” you complained, your head peaking out of the fabric, he looked down at you with those purple eyes of his, and with a scowl, shook his head. He’d heard this was supposed to calm down children, through suma, who had been obsessively worrying about your health after that one mission wher you lost almost all of your strength. Yet here he was, left with an annoyed baby, who will not stop trying to get out of the wrap.
“No, last time I let you do that she wouldn’t let go, you are ill at the moment, you need warmth. we are not having this discussion, just relax alright? This is going to help you” he continued his sores hurt, practically daring you to challenge him again, you didn’t, knowing that he would up the babying 100% if you did. So poutingly so, you gave up, and tucked your head under the fabric as he bounced from one foot to the other. As much as you did hate this, hate being here against your will, hate being treated like you’re weak, this was a little calming, just being able to touch someone and feel someone’s heart beat.
“Fine. You owe me, I wanna go outside today” you reasoned from under your little pouch, placing a hand on his warm, really warm, chest, and tracing circles around all the scars set in his skin. You could feel him sigh, but you knew that he would give in. Uzui was probably the most reasonable, even if he wasn’t very reasonable at all, his wives( supposedly your mamas) were overbearing, they coddled you and took care of you for no reason, around any of them it was like you were a baby again, and not in any peaceful way. It almost hurt how often they took advantage of the fact that you were both smaller, and weaker than all of them.
Maybe that’s why you like having these calm moments with tengen, where no one else is around, and it’s just you, him, and the wrap around your body… you still hated it though, and would much rather cuddle on your own time. Your hand, nails now painted with multicolored polish(the girls doing), punched at his chest to try and get uzui to let you go. He barely budged.6
“I’ll give you twenty minutes in the blossom fields, No more than that, I just want to keep you safe, you know that, right pretty baby?” The man took no time in comforting you, knowing that the short period of time outside wouldn’t be enough for your curious self, you wanted to explore, to reach to the stars. He wouldn’t let you. All he cared about right now was holding on nice and tight to you, And keeping your cute little self safe.
The usually extravagant man was oddly quiet at the moment, oddly calm, you didn’t know what it was, but that made this all the more comforting, the fact that even he was quiet and calm. Slowly, his large hands dragged up and down your back, he cooed, watching you snuggle closer to him subconsciously, you pressed your face into his bare chest, soaking in his sharp smellz This was really your first time getting this intimate with any of them, with anyone for that matter. You always thought hugging and cuddling was stupid, you were wrong, usually it takes over twenty minutes for you to fall asleep, but here we are, you pretending like you hate this whole simultaneously cuddling closer into his warmth.
After a few minutes of the man (who was wearing nothing but his uniform shorts and you) rocking you back and forth, you dozed off, dreaming of the three wives of him. Waiting their return home.
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“That isn’t faaaairr I want a turn!” You woke up to a woman’s voice, which very obviously belonged to suma, piped up. You were still bundled up against uzui, now lying down, you let out a groan at the sudden noise, they couldn’t have been talking for that long, considering you just woke up. And you are usually a very light Sleeper, considering the fact that you live in paranoia of one of them murdering you. That’s got dark really quickly, anywho, it was very obvious that there was an argument going on between the two. Ever since you got sick everyone started arguing. You couldn’t place why.
“You have made her wake up- great! “ the other woman piped, pointing at the rustling hall of fabric, a tiny y/n peeping her head out from the cover. Although suma had been the one to actually ask tengen to try this out, to strip you of your clothing and cuddle close bare chested, hinatsuru planted that seed, she was the one to Lead suma right into the gossiping future mothers in the town square. She was the one to talk about it with suma, this is how it always went, she always knew more, she always wanted you to be hers, but she kept it behind that kind mask. She just wants to see you all babied up, all cute and sleepy, and oh boy can she not wait till it’s her turn.
“We’ll look who decided to say hello from their nap, not a very flashy awakening, but acceptable. Because it’s you” tengen spoke, he heard you’re heartbeat change the moment you opened up those eyes of yours, heard the stop in your breathing for a split second. Of course he was slightly annoyed with the disruption in his moment of euphoria, his peaceful time with you. He wouldn’t show it, it was for the best though, later he for sure would get a lecture on how it wasn’t fair that he was hogging you.’
“Get me out of this thing” you reached your arms out, and the woman awed, you just looked so adorable, reaching out for your mama. Obviously the action was intentional, she always bent to your will whenever you looked cute. In the same way that you can never say no to a puppy when they beg for food.
“Aw but don’t you like it? Maki and I tried extra hard to find a pattern you would like” suma squealed, you could see that she would throw a fit if you said you didn’t like it, she wouldn’t cry or anything, but she would talk your ear off about how she slaved away trying to find the right things and blah blah blah. You loved her, but you did not want to argue with her.
“No I like it. But I’m hot, and I’m hungry. What time is it anyway?” You questioned, trying to stretch out of the wrap, you weren’t hot, it was actually quite comfortable, but you were now hungry, being that you’d only ate some mangos this morning.
“It’s around your time for dinner, maki made some of your favorite! “ hinatsuru went around the large man you were attached to, starting to undo the complex knot that was tied around the two of you. Uzui staredbdown at you as the fabric came undone, his purple eyes following your expressions closely, you just look so sweet right now, there is not avoiding the inevitable cuteness overload he will get whenever he sees you all sleepy. A sleepy y/n is a content y/n, and a content y/n is someone who is very willing to cuddle. He wished he could take a photo in his brain of this moment, a deep smile spread across his face, watching hinatsuru wrap the cloth around your bare chest. And carry you way, you obviously thought this would be the last time this would happen, this whole kangaroo thing, he knew it wasn’t, he knew that this would escalate into more, but he wasn’t going to object, he wanted it, but he didn’t want to be the villain making you do it.
You were just so small… so weak. You were training under him once, along with your little friend group, but he had deemed that your small, unflashy self, wasn’t strong enough. That you couldn’t handle all the blood and death, not with that innocent mind of yours, obviously you didn’t grow up with suffering, that is until almost all of your family died and you started training with your brother. When you got sad when he withdrew you from the demon slayer groups he explained that he was doing this to protect you.
Just like he was making you stay here against your will
And how he overpowered you when you would get upset
And, how he poisons your afternoon snack. Just so you stay sleepy all day… it’s to help you
He swears on it
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This took me WAY too long to write,but it turned out okay… I think
I’m literally in love with tengen… and maybe I’ve started creating a demon slayer inserted reader, and maybe she’s a Kamado 👀
Anywho, thanks for requesting, thsi was fun to write!
Have a great day today!
I'm not sure if it's okay, but can I request a second part for this precious Douma post you fed us with please ?
If you don't do second part to your post, no problem, anything for him will calm my hunger 🥲
Here it is, the heavily requested part 2 of this piece. Hope you enjoy it!
Barely a week has passed ever since the horrific encounter with Lord Douma.
You recalled someone saying that the stench of death is permanent, that it is something you can never forget once you get a whiff of it.
The smell of rot and decay haunted you both day and night. Sleep became a scarce luxury as you would lay awake in the dead of night, wondering just what other poor soul was Lord Douma going to devour next. It all clicked once you put two and two together, of course he was a demon. His strange reactions, twisted attitude and carefree smiles were nothing but a mask to cover up his true, carnivorous nature. Douma clearly had a preference for women for his meals as you noticed that most of the people who ran amok were women.
Were you next?
Despite him not turning around and even outright saying that he wasn't going to do anything, you simply did not trust him. Why should you? He was a demon, a very clever one at that, clearly. He managed to trick hundreds of people into blindly following him and submitting to his every single little whim. All he needed to do was just say the word and the entire community would execute you without a question - Lord Douma's word was absolute.
You didn't even want to think about the other much more grizzly possibility if he wanted a more hands on approach.
Due to the encounter that you had unfortunately witnessed, your work had started to hinder. You became sloppy and shaky, you couldn't even perform the most basics of tasks. Someone else was always forced to step in for you and others voiced their concern for you.
"Why aren't you with Lord Douma? You always pour his afternoon tea!"
"I thought Lord Douma wanted you close by for the ceremony?"
Many similar statements would ring in your ears on a daily basis that it made you want to bang your head against a wall a pull out every single little strand of hair. Just how blind and stupid were there people?! There was no way that you were the only one who knew what was really going on behind closed doors. To make your living nightmare even worse than it really was, on one fine and sunny morning one little boy came up to you. With a cheerful smile on his face he said:
"Lord Douma wishes to speak with you! Please meet him in his chambers as soon as possible!"
Each step that you took felt more and more agonizing then it should have been. You felt like someone had placed a giant pile of rocks on your chest and chained them there. What were you to do, oh God, what were you supposed to do? Do you play dumb or should you come clean? If you told him the truth he might appreciate your honesty and let you off the hook -
...That was nothing but wishful thinking. There was no point in trying to make sense of a demon.
You arrive to his chambers, the doors closed shut. With a heavy heart you knock and a cheerful "Come in!~" is heard from the other side.
You don't dare look at Lord Douma directly in the eye. You lower your head in fear but do your best to make it look like a sign of respect. He sits on his makeshift throne, chin resting on one hand as the other urges you forward to sit in front of him. With your knees sinking to the ground you feel him reaching out towards you, his fingers were playing with stray strands of your hair.
You still did not raise your gaze.
"(y/n) dear, I haven't seen you in so long! I missed my favorite disciple so much! Why are you ignoring me?!"
Who would have thought that this whiney brat in front of you was a man eating demon? He sounded like a little boy, like he hadn't seen his favorite toy in a long time, which was partially true in a way. You grit your teeth and try thinking of something proper to say but Douma beats you to it.
"Do not ignore me."
Icy chills take over your entire being. Since... Since when did Lord Douma sound like that? You clenched the fabric your kimono, knuckles turning white due to the pressure. Suddenly, a sharp thug forced you to look upward and were met with a rainbow gaze.
"You aren't ignoring me, right, (y/n)?"
You can do nothing but gently shake your head. With his gaze glued to you it was impossible to breathe let alone speak. Feeling the pressure behind your skull lighten your shoulders slump forward as Lord Douma brings you closer and locks you in his embrace.
He knows.
He knows that you saw him. Why else would he summon you like this? Feeling helpless you could do nothing but wrap your arms around the cult leader, returning his hug in full.
Ignorance really was bliss.
You finally understood the beauty of it.
"Kabuamaru! You can't bite my patients!"
Yan! Possessive! Obanai x Nurse! Reader
(Reader works at the Butterfly Mansion)
Obanai is the type of yandere who will observe you from afar, he does not take action
However, in this scenario, let's say he does
He isn't as needy as Sanemi, thankfully, but he does like your attention
He is really insecure about his face, and hasn't even let you see it, but he lets you change him and take care of his wounds and stuff
He's not one for physical affection, he's more of a gift-giver and words-of-affirmation person
You can't count how many times he's given you small gifts
If Obanai is resting in the Butterfly Mansion, he'll give you Kabumaru and says something along the "So he can watch over you" when in reality it's Kabuamaru can scare off trashy patients
Kabuamaru has bitten a guy who got too comfortable with you
Obanai stands firm in his belief that his snake did the right thing
He hates females, as you know (But if you are female or identify as female you are the exception, but for now, you are gender-neutral)
He can only stand you and Shinobu taking care of him because he gets sick at anyone else
Obanai is ranked as the second hardest pillar to talk to, so whenever he's around you, not many get close
"Kabuamaru! You can't bite my patients!"
He chuckled for the rest of the day when his snake bit a 'trashy male' as he called it
You, however, did not find it funny
"Obanai, that wasn't funny, he could've gotten seriously hurt."
"I'm just protecting you, and he deserved it for committing the crime of daring to piss me off, and trying to flirt with you. That trash is lucky that's all I did."
"You are so lucky I love you."
He only hummed in response, but Kabu slid onto your shoulder, and rubbed his head against your cheek, showing its affection.
You knew what that meant
"Love you too, Oba."
Can I request a Yandere Shinobu x Male reader where she discovers that you stayed at someone else’s healing estate because it was “closer” at the end of your last mission?
I could have helped | Yandere Shinobu x Male Reader
Characters: Shinobu
Summary: Getting help at another estate was not the best idea.
Warnings: Yandere behavior, Gore, Obsessive behavior, manipulation, death, kidnapping
A/n: Im so sorry this is so late! Also sorry if it feels rushed, I'm writing this so late!
The forest was dark, eerie sounds within the trees and sky, there stood a boy struggling to keep his stance. Blood dripped down his s/c skin, shining in the little moonlight that dispersed though the thick leaves. A demon was slowly decaying away in front of his e/c eyes that were slowly losing their shining life. Y/n turned away from the demon that was cursing at him.
Just as Y/n walked out of the forest, blood trailing behind him, his body gave up on him. He collapsed on the trail that led to the village nearby. Luckily, Y/n was saved by the Kakushi of the Demon Slayer Corp. They sent him to a nearby estate to heal because sending him to a further one could have killed him. However, there was one person who didn’t like this.
Shinobu’s crow had seen it all happen, as a request of its owner, and flew rabidly to the Butterfly estate. When the update on Y/n had been completed, Shinobu set out to get back her dearest darling. She had sent her crow first, with a message for the injured boy.
“Go to him and tell him I’ll be there soon.”
With that, Shinobu’s crow swiftly flew into the veil of the night. It took until sunrise for the crow to reach the window of the room Y/n was staying in. Y/n noticed and opened the window, trying his best not to open up the wound he had bandaged. He held out a finger for the crow to jump onto, and guided the bird to where he laid to heal.
Y/n looked at the crow curiously, not knowing why it was here. He knew it wasn’t his. Y/n gave the crow a look, urging it to share the message it had. The crow propped itself onto his bandaged knee, preparing to speak.
“I have come from the Butterfly Estate. Ms. Shinobu has asked me to share this message to Y/n L/n. The following is what she instructed me to say. My dearest Y/n, I am so glad you’re safe. I am on my way to see you and make sure you’re healing well! It worries me that you aren’t within my healing care, but worry not, you will be soon.”
For some reason, the message unsettled Y/n, but he nodded to the crow, showing he registered what it just shared. He sent a few meaningless words with the crow. It flew out the window to find its owner. Once it did, it shared the message Y/n had, but Shinobu was too busy travelling as fast as she could.
The sun had already set, and Shinobu stood in front of the estate that held her dearest love inside.
Y/n couldn’t sleep, the message Shinobu had left him with stuck in his head. He closed his eyes, trying to decode what it could have meant. In an instant, Y/n shot up, feeling something was off. He heard screaming, and walked slowly to the door.
Anxiety settled deeply into Y/n, his senses increasing tenfold. His ears picked up even more screaming as he walked out into the hall, calling out to the darkness. No one seemed to come to his calls. Until a figure came out of the shadows.
Y/n tried to get into a position with his nichirin sword, but it wasn’t with him. He cursed to himself, regretting the negligence at this moment. He felt helpless, and he hated it. Y/n was eased when he noticed that it was a friend of his.
“Shinobu?”
Y/n fell back, horror gracing every feature. As Shinobu came closer, she was covered in blood. The smell was so overwhelming, he didn’t know what to do. Y/n was just frozen on the floor, staring at his friend, who seemed so unbothered by everything around her. She only walked closer to Y/n.
“Ah my dear! Did that garbage nurse hurt you more? You look worse than I thought. Here, let me take you to your rightful place and get you all healed up!”
Y/n tried to back away from Shinobu, but she was too quick. She injected Y/n with a sedative that caused the boy to feel so dizzy. Shinobu picked up the boy with ease and brought him to her estate. The only thing in her mind was how much of a bad job the nurse did with her dearest darling.
Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!
Can I request a Yandere Shinobu x Male reader where she discovers that you stayed at someone else’s healing estate because it was “closer” at the end of your last mission?
I could have helped | Yandere Shinobu x Male Reader
Characters: Shinobu
Summary: Getting help at another estate was not the best idea.
Warnings: Yandere behavior, Gore, Obsessive behavior, manipulation, death, kidnapping
A/n: Im so sorry this is so late! Also sorry if it feels rushed, I'm writing this so late!
The forest was dark, eerie sounds within the trees and sky, there stood a boy struggling to keep his stance. Blood dripped down his s/c skin, shining in the little moonlight that dispersed though the thick leaves. A demon was slowly decaying away in front of his e/c eyes that were slowly losing their shining life. Y/n turned away from the demon that was cursing at him.
Just as Y/n walked out of the forest, blood trailing behind him, his body gave up on him. He collapsed on the trail that led to the village nearby. Luckily, Y/n was saved by the Kakushi of the Demon Slayer Corp. They sent him to a nearby estate to heal because sending him to a further one could have killed him. However, there was one person who didn’t like this.
Shinobu’s crow had seen it all happen, as a request of its owner, and flew rabidly to the Butterfly estate. When the update on Y/n had been completed, Shinobu set out to get back her dearest darling. She had sent her crow first, with a message for the injured boy.
“Go to him and tell him I’ll be there soon.”
With that, Shinobu’s crow swiftly flew into the veil of the night. It took until sunrise for the crow to reach the window of the room Y/n was staying in. Y/n noticed and opened the window, trying his best not to open up the wound he had bandaged. He held out a finger for the crow to jump onto, and guided the bird to where he laid to heal.
Y/n looked at the crow curiously, not knowing why it was here. He knew it wasn’t his. Y/n gave the crow a look, urging it to share the message it had. The crow propped itself onto his bandaged knee, preparing to speak.
“I have come from the Butterfly Estate. Ms. Shinobu has asked me to share this message to Y/n L/n. The following is what she instructed me to say. My dearest Y/n, I am so glad you’re safe. I am on my way to see you and make sure you’re healing well! It worries me that you aren’t within my healing care, but worry not, you will be soon.”
For some reason, the message unsettled Y/n, but he nodded to the crow, showing he registered what it just shared. He sent a few meaningless words with the crow. It flew out the window to find its owner. Once it did, it shared the message Y/n had, but Shinobu was too busy travelling as fast as she could.
The sun had already set, and Shinobu stood in front of the estate that held her dearest love inside.
Y/n couldn’t sleep, the message Shinobu had left him with stuck in his head. He closed his eyes, trying to decode what it could have meant. In an instant, Y/n shot up, feeling something was off. He heard screaming, and walked slowly to the door.
Anxiety settled deeply into Y/n, his senses increasing tenfold. His ears picked up even more screaming as he walked out into the hall, calling out to the darkness. No one seemed to come to his calls. Until a figure came out of the shadows.
Y/n tried to get into a position with his nichirin sword, but it wasn’t with him. He cursed to himself, regretting the negligence at this moment. He felt helpless, and he hated it. Y/n was eased when he noticed that it was a friend of his.
“Shinobu?”
Y/n fell back, horror gracing every feature. As Shinobu came closer, she was covered in blood. The smell was so overwhelming, he didn’t know what to do. Y/n was just frozen on the floor, staring at his friend, who seemed so unbothered by everything around her. She only walked closer to Y/n.
“Ah my dear! Did that garbage nurse hurt you more? You look worse than I thought. Here, let me take you to your rightful place and get you all healed up!”
Y/n tried to back away from Shinobu, but she was too quick. She injected Y/n with a sedative that caused the boy to feel so dizzy. Shinobu picked up the boy with ease and brought him to her estate. The only thing in her mind was how much of a bad job the nurse did with her dearest darling.
Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!
Can I request a Yandere Shinobu x Male reader where she discovers that you stayed at someone else’s healing estate because it was “closer” at the end of your last mission?
I could have helped | Yandere Shinobu x Male Reader
Characters: Shinobu
Summary: Getting help at another estate was not the best idea.
Warnings: Yandere behavior, Gore, Obsessive behavior, manipulation, death, kidnapping
A/n: Im so sorry this is so late! Also sorry if it feels rushed, I'm writing this so late!
The forest was dark, eerie sounds within the trees and sky, there stood a boy struggling to keep his stance. Blood dripped down his s/c skin, shining in the little moonlight that dispersed though the thick leaves. A demon was slowly decaying away in front of his e/c eyes that were slowly losing their shining life. Y/n turned away from the demon that was cursing at him.
Just as Y/n walked out of the forest, blood trailing behind him, his body gave up on him. He collapsed on the trail that led to the village nearby. Luckily, Y/n was saved by the Kakushi of the Demon Slayer Corp. They sent him to a nearby estate to heal because sending him to a further one could have killed him. However, there was one person who didn’t like this.
Shinobu’s crow had seen it all happen, as a request of its owner, and flew rabidly to the Butterfly estate. When the update on Y/n had been completed, Shinobu set out to get back her dearest darling. She had sent her crow first, with a message for the injured boy.
“Go to him and tell him I’ll be there soon.”
With that, Shinobu’s crow swiftly flew into the veil of the night. It took until sunrise for the crow to reach the window of the room Y/n was staying in. Y/n noticed and opened the window, trying his best not to open up the wound he had bandaged. He held out a finger for the crow to jump onto, and guided the bird to where he laid to heal.
Y/n looked at the crow curiously, not knowing why it was here. He knew it wasn’t his. Y/n gave the crow a look, urging it to share the message it had. The crow propped itself onto his bandaged knee, preparing to speak.
“I have come from the Butterfly Estate. Ms. Shinobu has asked me to share this message to Y/n L/n. The following is what she instructed me to say. My dearest Y/n, I am so glad you’re safe. I am on my way to see you and make sure you’re healing well! It worries me that you aren’t within my healing care, but worry not, you will be soon.”
For some reason, the message unsettled Y/n, but he nodded to the crow, showing he registered what it just shared. He sent a few meaningless words with the crow. It flew out the window to find its owner. Once it did, it shared the message Y/n had, but Shinobu was too busy travelling as fast as she could.
The sun had already set, and Shinobu stood in front of the estate that held her dearest love inside.
Y/n couldn’t sleep, the message Shinobu had left him with stuck in his head. He closed his eyes, trying to decode what it could have meant. In an instant, Y/n shot up, feeling something was off. He heard screaming, and walked slowly to the door.
Anxiety settled deeply into Y/n, his senses increasing tenfold. His ears picked up even more screaming as he walked out into the hall, calling out to the darkness. No one seemed to come to his calls. Until a figure came out of the shadows.
Y/n tried to get into a position with his nichirin sword, but it wasn’t with him. He cursed to himself, regretting the negligence at this moment. He felt helpless, and he hated it. Y/n was eased when he noticed that it was a friend of his.
“Shinobu?”
Y/n fell back, horror gracing every feature. As Shinobu came closer, she was covered in blood. The smell was so overwhelming, he didn’t know what to do. Y/n was just frozen on the floor, staring at his friend, who seemed so unbothered by everything around her. She only walked closer to Y/n.
“Ah my dear! Did that garbage nurse hurt you more? You look worse than I thought. Here, let me take you to your rightful place and get you all healed up!”
Y/n tried to back away from Shinobu, but she was too quick. She injected Y/n with a sedative that caused the boy to feel so dizzy. Shinobu picked up the boy with ease and brought him to her estate. The only thing in her mind was how much of a bad job the nurse did with her dearest darling.
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hi hi! could you do General Yandere hcs of Muichiro with a male! reader? Bonus points if the male! Reader is also a Hashira! :3
Omg yesss!
You were a Sound Hashira. In fact, you were Tengen's little brother. You hated the fact that he always tried to force his lifestyle onto you, trying you to be “Flashy” and get a bunch of girlfriends to turn into your wives.
He hated that you were selectively mute, (It was because when you were a kid, you accidentally made a noise and got a friend killed), and he hated that you weren't like him.
Muichiro fell for you when you death glared your brother after he bothered Muichiro. No one had helped Muichiro when Tengen had bothered him before.
Muichiro would love everything about you, your quietness, your dislike of your brother, and how you clung to Muichiro after you two became friends over your mutual distain of your brother.
When you get into a big fight with your brother and go out to hunt some demons, he wasn't worried. Not until some people brought you back, barely breathing.
Your brother started panicking himself, blaming himself on your possible death. He didn't want to loose anyone else.
Muichiro quickly kidnapped you after you woke up, bringing you to his place. He didn't lock you up, except for the fact you can't leave the estate walls.
When you realize why he took you, you'd speak to him for the first time. He'd adore your voice, asking you to start talking him to sleep.
When you explain that you don't even speak to your brother, he'd get so happy. A smile would cross his face, one that seemed to be more genuine than ever.
Your brother would search everywhere for you, not being able to find you, he'd ask Muichiro.
When Muichiro answers that he has no idea, Tengen would freak out. He would break into Muichiro's place.
Seeing you there, happy and making Muichiro dinner, in his clothes, Tengen would start screaming, telling you that Muichiro manipulated you, that you need girlfriends, not one boyfriend, etc.
When Muichiro gets there he'd attack Tengen, giving Tengen no option except to leave and go seek medical help.
If Muichiro ever let you out and guys started hitting on you, well, no one would see them again. Obviously, he wouldn't kill in front of you, out of courtesy.
But, you'd be Muichiro's adorable house husband, he wouldn't let you go back to being a demon slayer.
“Darling, come on, why don't we go shopping together. Don't even think about escaping, though..”
Some random Muichiro head cannons and rambles. 『It's short fyi』
Muichiro is totally and utterly obsessed with your hair. Whether it's long or short, he loves playing with it. If it's long, he loves braiding it and doing your hair all pretty. If it's short, he loves running his hair through it, ruffling it up. Either way, he loves burying his head in your hair.
He absolutely loves your scent. If you have a designated perfume/colone, he'll spray some on a handkerchief and take it with him on especially long missions.
He would totally learn to cook for you unless you want to be the one to cook, then he'll take over the dishes.
Muichiro is not big on PDA. He hates being vulnerable with you in public, but as soon as those doors close, that man is all over you. He may look like the kind of person to be super clingy, but he most definitely is.
This man would absolutely stalk you if you go out without him. He has to know who was there and what happened.
Reader who wants to confess to Zenitsu but thinks he has no chance with him because he sees Zenitsu only flirting with women (mhmhmhmhm this can be fluff or angst 🫡) - 🗿
ANGST ANGST ANGST ANGST
Tw: Manipulation, Homophobia, Slurs, SH, SUICIDE, Muzan x reader, soulmate stuff
Zenitsu had never seen you as more than a friend, and you knew that, logically, you knew that. You had only seen him flirt with women, never non binary or male identifying.
You knew you knew so so much, yet you still tried to shoot your shot. You wished you hadn't.
He looked at you, disgusted by your sheer existence near him. He told Inosuke and Tanjiro you had harassed him when in reality he called you a faggot and yelled at you until you were sobbing.
Tanjiro started doing the same, immediately taking Zenitsu's side and believing him. Nezuko, of course, followed behind Tanjiro's example and started harassing you, but physically. (A line neither of the boys dared to cross)
The only one on your side was Inosuke. After all, he knew you the longest, and despite his. . . Questionable personality, he was very supportive and caring.
He bandaged you up after being assaulted by Nezuko. He comforted you, too.
Yet, life never seemed to get better. It all got worse. All the time. You started to cut yourself a few months after it all started.
The longer and longer it went on, the worse it got, the bullying became more intense, the abuse was worse, leaving you begging for mercy, and Inosuke started distancing himself.
He'd “Gotten tired of your bullshit and I miss my real friends.”
A month later, you tried to end it all in the woods. Zenitsu was taking a walk and found you. He screamed and immediately ran to get someone. He didn't make it back in time.
When you woke up, you were so overwhelmed you started crying silently.
Muzan came up to you and sat beside you on the bed. He silently wiped your tears and comforted you. You felt so safe in his presence.
You knew who he was, what he was, what he did. You swore you hated him, yet you felt so safe and comforted with him.
He had nothing but pure adoration and love in his eyes. When he finally spoke,
“My dear soulmate, please allow me to own you. Obey me, love me, and let me love you. Allow me to turn you so we'll never be separated. I need you, my dearest. Allow me to kill those damn slayers whilst you are in my arms. Allow me to keep you from others' gazes until the day I inevitably bring death to those slayers' doors. I'll let you be their last sight. They'll regret everything. I promise, I'll be kind. I wish to spoil my lovely soulmate. I wish to break those slayers down until they are begging for mercy and forgiveness. Please, allow me this..”
👨🍳💋❗THIS IS SHOOOO GOOD
Are you writing the part 3 of douma x male reader?
I didn't realize this story was such a hot commodity
I've gotten quite a few asks about this story in particular
and my motivation is reignited
🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤
First Part, Last Part
You were frozen in the presence of this…man. You weren’t breathing, you couldn’t look up from the floor. There was something otherworldly about Douma’s master. Whatever put you off about Douma was amplified by thousands by this creature who came to meet your sister.
“This is my new interest,” You felt the possessive hold of the cult-leader trailing his hand along your body before pushing your head into his shoulder. A silent reminder to do nothing and be silent.
“Hmm. The child.”
In an instant your sister was no longer in your arms and even the crippling fear didn’t stop you from trying to take her from the pale man who was now holding your Himari. Keyword: trying. The unmoving hold on your entire body brought you back to reality; as you slowly stopped trying to launch at this man in black. All you could do was stand completely hopeless with the man you loved(?) and a man you feared holding the only person you cared about.
“I’ve been wanting to meet you.” Her voice was groggy as it was when she woke up.
“So I’ve been told. What makes you think I’ll give you the time of day?”
“I’m sure you know what it's like to search for answers and turn up blanks.”
The man with magenta eyes narrowed his eyes and you began to shiver. You were sure that if your sister didn’t choose her next words carefully she’d be killed.
“What have you been told?”
“Nothing but those who linger tend to gossip.”
The man cocked his head back in a look of total shock, holding your sister closer. You wanted to intervene, you were itching to say something but you knew if his gaze was directed towards you it’d be over. You watched Himari lean forward to whisper something past the raven locks of the man. After whatever she said the distant hold he had on her became more familiar, supporting her bottom with his forearm as she sat up. Completely opposite to the arm length hold he had on her before.
“Douma keep your interest…alive for now.”
The man turned to leave and you couldn’t stand to be quiet any longer. Not when it seemed that you were once again having Himari stolen from you.
“Himari!”
The man’s side glare rivaled the worried one Himari had as she peeked over his shoulder. She struggled to speak, trying to climb higher than where she was being held to say something. But the most you got was barely an utterance of your name before she disappeared with Douma’s supposed master.
“(Y/–”
“Himari!!”
You were allowed once again to move only to lunge for air. On a swivel you tried to see some human way that he could have escaped with a child in his hands but you found none. Finally with the silence more prevalent than ever everything came crashing down on you.
“Wh-what is going on!!!??? Where’s H-himari?! Where’s he taking her?! What are you-UGH?!”
You felt unbelievably powerless. Absolutely nothing in the face of beings you wouldn't understand. Why did it have to be her? Your baby. The one you devoted the better part of your whole life to. You had so much to teach. To the blind eye she was knowledgable but you knew at her center she was still the unsocialized child that held tight to you in the night.She was still the child you knew cried when your parents forgot her birthday. She was still the child that looked nervously when innocent children attempted to befriend her. She was still a child who underestimated the forces she played with. She was still a child that let curiosity guide very dangerous decisions. She was still a baby who needed you. You wanted to blame her because she was a baby who did stupid things but you couldn’t do that. Not when you sat complacent as she dealt with the man who very well could be your parent’s killer. As you were making out with an honest-to-goodness mass murderer when you should have been running away. As you, her guardian sat still with fear as she was whisked away by someone with intentions you had no way of gauging.
“Are you feeling sad?”
“...sad?...You think I’m sad?YOU THINK ALL I AM IS SAD!?! YOU IDIOT I’M MORE THAN SAD!! I’M LIVID–”
(Y/n) went off, screaming in this hut in the middle of nowhere occasionally decorated by the splotches of blood from those followers. Douma was relishing in this flood of–what must be emotion. You went on and on all while crying. You pulled at his robe trying to shake the demon as you continued to cry out, utterly distraught.
It was kind of cute.
So he let you scream your little human heart out until you finally collapsed at his feet completely exhausted.
“How interesting…”
You obeyed him when he was sure you wouldn’t and that made him feel something. He couldn’t tell anyone what it was but he liked it. It felt like love to Douma. So Douma relished in it and he wouldn’t let this go. Without effort he scooped your unconscious body before beginning the journey back to his sanctuary. Along the way he whispered to you, rubbing your living skin against his own.
“I can’t wait to feel even more with you, (Y/n).”
YANDERE PLATONIC TENGEN AND HIS WIVES TW: Yandere, Possessive Behaviour, Injuries, Mild Gore(?), Violence
You probably drew Tengen’s attention first and foremost. How? You’re not entirely sure, all you know is that you were going about your day when the massive, flamboyant Sound Hashira crashed into your life.
You were awestruck, I mean how couldn’t you be? You’ve just barely reached the rank of Kanato, and before you stands a Hashira, one of the strongest members the corps!
Tengen doesn’t understand his feelings right away, denying his new-found obsession for you. He only insists on you going with you on every mission, spending every single minute possible with you because of how flamboyant you are.
But his jealousy flares every time you gush about Rengoku’s strength, or Shinobu’s intelligence.
He’s the one who recognized your flamboyant potential. He’s the one who improved your swordsmanship skills. He’s the one who raised you to the rank of Hinoe with just two months of training.
Still unable to recognize his growing obsession with you, he finds the solution to all his problems, you can just become his Tsukago! His and his alone. And of course, you’re elated. Not just because of the promotion, but rather because Tengen thinks you’re worthy enough to become his successor.
And obviously, as his only successor, you should meet his wives. Suma, Makio, and Hinatsuru all adore you. You’re just the sweetest thing, aren’t you? All flustered with the attention they’re giving you. So humble too! Adamantly denying your skills. You got to where you are because of Tengen, only because of his training were you ae to accomplish all that you have.
Tengen’s heart swells with pride watching you with his family, you and his family. It is perfect and flamboyant, because you are with him and you are safe until suddenly you aren’t. Until suddenly you’re on your first mission together as his Tsukago, and it’s harder than anything you’ve ever faced.
It’s perfect until one of the many demons that swarm you endlessly manages to land a hit. And suddenly, you’re in his arms bleeding. There’s so much blood, your blood. He gently cradles your body in his arms, trembling with anger at your pitiful form. In a blind fit of rage, Tengen slaughtered the remaining demons.
He angrily demanded the Kakushi to give you the best treatment possible, as your breathing became slower and steadier.
Tengen has Shinobu treat you, and he remains by your side along with his wives until you finally regain consciousness. Immediately, everyone sprang to action, Suma began sobbing tears of joy, Makio shouts alternate between demanding for a doctor and questioning your condition frantically, Hinatsuru attempts to soothe you, reaching to place a placating hand on your shoulder.
All of this overwhelms you, which is noticed by Tengen, who orders his wives out of the hospital room. Tengen manages to calm you down and explains your condition. You’ve been injured, badly. He says Shinobu orders at least two months bed rest. You try to sit up to protest, but the pain sears through you at the sudden moment. Begrudgingly, you agree.
Tengen remains by your side, caring for you, and when he can’t, his wives are more than happy to step up. Soon, the realization dawns on Tengen that he likes you being like this. A little baby who relies on him and his wives, on their papa and mamas. The delusional gears begin to turn, and his protective instincts are driven to a high.
After two months pass, you’re still being babied by Tengen and his wives, despite you feeling fine. And it’s not that you’re ungrateful for their care, but you want to go out on missions again, you want to do your job. But Hinatsuru shuts down all talk of being better by masterfully changing the topic of your conversation. Makio always scolds you, albeit gently, because don’t you recall the severe pain you felt? And Suma is by far the worst, she begins bawling at the thought of you being potentially in danger. So really, you have no other choice but to ask Tengen.
“No.”
“No?” You repeat dumbly, baffled by the audacity he held.
“Yes, no. I forbid you from going on missions.” Tengen declares, leaving you speechless.
He forbids you?! Who does he think he is? Sure, you’re grateful for all his and his wives help, but that doesn’t mean he can just forbid you from going on missions. You’re a member of the corps, just like he is. And while you may not be a Hashira, you are certainly skilled. Besides, what’s the point in all his training just to not go on missions anymore?
“You are my flamboyant Tsukago,” Tengen says, “and as your flamboyant master, you must respect me and my decisions.”
You felt mild anger surge through you at the implication of you not respecting him. All you have felt since you meet the swordsman was respect and admiration. You honed your skills so you could fight alongside him and be a worthy successor.
“I do respect you!” You protest. “But you trained me so I could be your successor, the next Sound Hashira!”
Tengen gives an irritated sigh. Your stubbornness was flamboyant, but rather troubling.
Huffing, you turn to leave, “This is my job, so I’m going to get my next mission, no matter what you say!”
Tengen lets out a soft sigh once more, before swiftly landing a hit to back of your neck. He silently catches you and holds you in his arms. If only you could be a little less difficult. Don’t get him wrong, he loves your flamboyant spirit, but he just can’t let you get hurt again. And you were correct, being a demon slayer was your job, but not anymore. You won’t need a job. You’re a baby, his baby. So he and his wives will take care of you. As he glances down at you, slumped in his arms, a serene look on your face. Yes, he assured himself, this is what you needed.