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Another gen z reader pls!

YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND.

Yandere Muzan x Gen Z! Reader.

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

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

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

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

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

One of them was probably Enmu.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Thou base decayed ingested-lump!

Thou perfidious weather-bitten writhled shrimp!

Thou fawning fool-born filthy rogue!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

MASTERLIST

Douma is definitely a sadistic, delusional, and clingy yandere he always wants his s/o to be with him at all times and genuinely believes she needs him no matter how many times she pushes away when he tries to kiss her or hold her he still thinks she actually loves him deep down but doesn’t know how to express her feelings he won’t even get mad either he’ll laugh it off and kiss her cheek rambling to her about how much she loves her <3

☰ ft : yan! douma x f! reader

cw/tw : pwp + dark content, dub con ‘cause douma is impatient, greedy, and mean, dacryphilia, manipulation.

“see, you love me, even your pussy won't deny that.” douma presses hard, his hips smothering against yours till the fat of his cock bullies through your gummy walls, spreading your poor little cunt wide till it swallows him full.

you could only let out small hiccups and soft squeaks at the heavy feel of his cock ravenging your poor insides. and douma huffs heavily, growing impatient quickly at the long-awaited wait to finally hear those words falter from your lips, but he holds his temper.

“say it now, darling, no need to hide it anymore, already creaming around me, so just say it.” glacier water eyes gaze over the salted pools swelling at your bottom lashes, and he admires them, taking those soft opals at the tip of his tongue like a gift.

“y/n..” douma whispers low before raising the strong of his hips, feeling the hefty drag of his cock slide out, yet leaving the flushed crown of his tip to tease at your sopping hole, “when will i ever be enough?” your heart sinks at his gentle words, the guilt settling in but the cruel snap of his hips clashing against yours knocks the thought right out of your head.

you swore to yourself not to fall for that pleading twinkle in his eyes again, yet the soft, desperate tone in his voice drags you in, “i give you everything, all of me, yet i still can't hear those simple words.” douma’s cock jerks and twitches, almost popping his needed load deep into your warmth at the droopy look you give him.

“i know you want to, so why wait anymore? you lend me your body but can't say just a few words for me?” it's almost as if he's trying to knock the words out of you at this point, his hips rocking harder into yours, cock pistoning cruelly into you at each rough buck he clashes with.

and all so, the longer you wait to say what he desires, the harder he’ll force it upon you.. he is a demon after all..

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

Imagine the werewolf laws being

1. Obey your alpha

2. When the alpha is challenged, the loser must die.

3. You have to be a werewolf to challenge an alpha.

How would yn's simps react to them growing up in that society? 🤔

If we're talking yandere, some might plan to get themselves turned into a werewolf, wait a bit, train themselves, challenge yn's alpha and win, and use the first rule to their advantage.

👨‍🍳💋❗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.

Hi I really enjoyed reading YANDERE PLATONIC TENGEN AND HIS WIVES ,do you think I could request yandere platonic tanjiro and nezuko hcs please💓

Yup and I’m so glad you liked Tengen and his wives.

TW: Yandere Themes, Overprotectiveness, Violence, Potential Anime Spoilers

Yandere Kamado Siblings

•You’re the third eldest of your family, a responsible and caring child. You and the Kamados’ had a wonderful and peaceful life. You would help Nezuko care for your younger siblings, and aid Tanjiro with selling coal.

•But all that changed when you and Tanjiro went out to sell coal and came back to discover that Muzan had killed your family- all except for Nezuko. Although she’s been turned into a demon, Nezuko doesn’t attack you. It’s as if her instincts are telling her not too. When Giyuu arrives you beg and plead for sister, only to be shoved aside. This angers both Tanjiro and Nezuko. However, Giyuu outmaneuvers both of them and knocks them out

•After that Giyuu directs you all to Urokodaki. During your journey Tanjiro holds your hand, until the demon attack and Nezuko kills it. Once they arrive at Urokodaki, Tanjiro comes to the conclusion that your safety comes above all else. He’s training to be a demon slayer, and Nezuko is a demon; but you? You’re their baby sibling, the only one left. They can’t lose you.

•Much to your protest, Tanjiro forbids you to become a demon slayer and makes you stay with Urokodaki when he isn’t there. Due to the danger he faces on missions, Tanjiro decides that you should remain with Urokodaki. And as much as it hurts him to leave you, and separate you and Nezuko, it has to be done. No amount of pleading or begging will change his mind.

•With Urokodaki, you find some semblance of peace. You miss your siblings, truly, but you enjoy the sense of freedom you found here. But that doesn’t last long because you’re reunited with them during the events of rehabilitation training arc, curtesy of Giyuu.

•Tanjiro and Nezuko are ecstatic to see you again! They’ve missed you so much. And you’re happy to see them too, of course. It’s just that, they’ve changed a little.

•Nezuko clings to you, constantly hugging you and patting your head. She will start sobbing if you try to leave her. And Tanjiro is no help considering he’s just as attached. You love them, you really do, but you need personal space.

•They’re also insanely protective, you’re barely allowed outside of Butterfly Manor when they’re there. You can just go outside for five minutes and they’ll be on your case. Nezuko will be wailing and cuddling you tightly while Tanjiro will scold you for leaving without them. What if you had gotten hurt or worse?! They’d never be able to live with themselves!

•Tanjiro wants nothing more for you to be happy, but your safety takes priority. Plus, you’ve got him and Nezuko and they’re all you’ll ever need. So just be good and let them take care of you.

Can I please request headcanons for platonic Yandere Douma for a human child

Yandere Platonic Douma

a/n: I’m so sorry about the delay in my posting, I had some family stuff to take care of, but thank you all for supporting me and the content I have out!

tw: yandere themes, implied abandonment/neglect, cult themes, reader is kinda insulted by Douma, but not really, implied murder, cannibalism, Douma is his own warning tbh, reader tries to pull a Kotoha

•You met Douma on a cold winter night with a harsh storm blowing through the air. The Upper Kizuki had been out, hunting for a meal. That’s when he happened upon the body of a young child, seemingly frozen to death. Oh, how pitiful! The child had to die in such cruel and uncaring manner. Douma would have left if you didn’t make a sudden motion. Swiftly, Douma turned his gaze towards you. You were still alive? That peaked his interest. Such strength in such a puny little thing. How amusing!

•Even though Douma can’t feel true emotions, he can express small things such as admiration. And admire you he does- you’re such a tenacious little thing. You’d grow to become quite useful if given the proper care. Perhaps he could turn you into a demon to serve his master. If you were this strong as a young human, you’d be even stronger as a demon. Maybe even becoming an Upper Moon like himself!

•Douma then took you to his cult where he ordered the cult members to look after you. You remained in a coma for a few days, and then you finally woke up. Confused and scared, you started to panic. Where were you? What were you doing here? And more importantly— who were you? You began to thrash around at the cult members who were assigned to take care of you. Hearing the commotion, Douma went to the room you were kept. The moment he stepped in the room you fell still. Even though you were young, you could feel the intimidating presence behind his smiling face.

•Douma walked over to you and greeted you with false sweetness. You shrunk into yourself, avoiding his gaze. Douma noticing your shyness, found it adorable. Who wouldn’t though? You were so tiny, hiding in the soft sleep kimono you were wearing. Douma decided then and there to keep you by his side. Kind of like Kotoha’s situation, except he wanted to turn you into a demon. Plus, he’s always been fond of children, so this isn’t that unusual. Douma began to quiz you, unsurely, you answered his questions which allowed him to discover your amnesia. That was convenient, you were a blank slate. Someone who he could mold however he wanted.

•Thus, your life at the cult started. The cult members were instructed to treat you well, and they did. Your new life— not that you could remember your old one- was pleasant. All your needs were met, you’d never go hungry or thirsty, you were comfortable. But life there was also strange. You had ‘lessons’ in which you were taught about your apparent saviour, Douma. You were told that he was your life, your entire being belonged to him, and you must obey him. You didn’t really like those lessons, but you did enjoy one thing. Your training in the art of tessenjustu, overseen by a skilled member of the cult. Within, two months time, you grew accustomed to your routine, excelling in both your studies and training. Douma became intrigued with your fast improvement and decided to oversee your training himself.

•That day you’d woken up like normal, eaten breakfast, attended your morning lessons, eaten lunch, and attended your afternoon lessons. And then finally, you would go to your tessenjustu training. However, your excitement faded when you saw him, Lord Douma himself, standing in place of your usual teacher. Swiftly, you fell into a bow. His overly-false friendly attitude still unnerved you. Despite this, you maintained a cool face and behaved politely. The question of his purpose for being here danced on your tongue, but you withheld it. As if he sensed your inquiry, Douma explained that he would be training you as of now. Your eyes widened slightly in shock, then you quickly returned your face to its neutral expression. Douma noted your shock, allowing an uncertain silence to wash over you until he ordered you to attack him. You froze in surprise, he surely couldn’t expect to to attack him! Oh but he did, he then ‘asked’ you to demonstrate your abilities. Although, you both knew it wasn’t actually a request so much as it was a demand. You took a deep breath and got into the proper stance. Then, you launched your attack. You couldn’t penetrate his defence but you were quite good for a novice. Your moves were quickly, with some precision. Just not a lot of strength behind them. The session ended when you were doubled over, panting, trying to regain your energy. Douma was unharmed, the unnerving smile remained painted on his face. Normally, people would have felt ashamed or embarrassed, but you didn’t. Instead, you thanked him for the lesson and left. Your reaction interested Douma, who would train with you every five to eight days when he had time.

•Douma and your training sessions not only raised your skill level, but formed a bond between you two as student and teacher. You began to respect him, not worship him like other humans, or dismiss him as an annoyance like other demons, you simply respected him. The bond began to deepen and Douma found himself training you more often as his admiration for you turned into affection. Then, his affection turned into love. He realized that he loved you after your latest training session finished, you thanked him as usual and went on your way. Douma had decided to turn you into a demon a long time ago, but he didn’t want you to become a servant to his master, Douma realized. He wanted to turn you into a demon so that you would remain by his side forever. He felt elated at this revelation, he could feel emotions, all of which were spurned by you. His heart beat for you, he couldn’t let you go, not now.

•Yet it seems like your utopia was not destined to last long, as you noticed some cult members you were close too were disappearing. Which was totally not Douma killing them out of jealousy. You grew concerned and uneasy, and you decided to discuss the disappearances with Douma. However, the sight that greeted you halted all your thoughts. It was Douma, your teacher, your saviour, the man you saw as a father, eating a woman. You froze, stunned by his actions and questions formed quickly. He was a cannibal? How could he lie to you? Was he going to eat you too? You didn’t want to stick around long enough to find out. Douma then noticed your presence, but before he could do anything, you took off, running as fast as you could.

Huffing, you ran as quickly as your legs would carry you through the woods near the Paradise Faith Cult. Your lungs felt like they would burst, and every part of your body ached from pain and coldness. You couldn’t remember how long you’d been running for, almost an hour if you had to guess. But no matter how much your body hurt, you couldn’t rest. Not when he was chasing you. But your body told a different story.

You felt numb, for you’d been running barefoot in a sleep kimono through the snow-filled woods. The wind was harsh and howled as blew. A flurry of snowflakes whipped around, aiding in blocking your vision along with the dark of the night. Puffs of steam left your parted lips as you panted. You previously wanted to hit yourself for putting yourself in this situation, but this was probably a better punishment.

Honestly, how could be so stupid? You’d always been slightly off-put by Douma, but you let your suspicions go as you cultivated a relationship with him. Your lip quivered and you realized you were about to cry. You bit your lip to prevent from breaking into full-on sobs, but couldn’t stop the few tears that welled up. The tears froze as they fell, adding to the cruel cold that overwhelmed you. Still, you pushed yourself to keep going. You weren’t going to die here. Douma himself had said it, you were a survivor. So, no matter what, you wouldn’t die. You’d get out of this alive, you swore to yourself. The trees further up were more open, you noted, squinting to try and get a closer look. A clearing, you thought excitedly, a way out of here!

You sped up, aided by your new-found adrenaline. As you bounded up the snow, something about the clearing seemed off. But you couldn’t turn back now, not when you’d made it this far. Setting your suspicions aside, you focused on getting to the clearing. Finally, after what seemed like forever, you reached the opening. Your eyes widened in surprise when you realized what was at the end of it— a cliff! You skidded to stop and stared down to the bottom of it. Gulping, you turned you looked down below. Beneath the cliff was a rushing river. You clenched your teeth, unsure of what to do.

“My, my, (Y/N), you’ve gone quite far, haven’t you?”

You gulped in fear and slowly turned to face him, to face Douma. A rush of emotions flooded through you, ranging from horror to anger. Horrified because this monster had caught up to you, angry because he had betrayed you, sad because you loved him, and guilt because you could’ve saved yourself and others if you just payed attention and listened to your gut. There were so many things you could’ve done, should’ve done in that moment. Alas, you remained still as a deer in headlights.

Douma smiled that unnerving smile of his, but he couldn’t hide the anger in his eyes. “Come along now (Y/N), it’s time to return home.”

You shook your head slightly, then you took a small step back. The edge of the cliff crumbled, alarming both you and Douma. In that moment, Douma felt both fear and anger surging through him. He was angry at you for leaving him. But he was also angry at himself for being careless, he should’ve turned you into a demon sooner. And honestly, you’d be better off for it. Look at the state of you, pale and shivering from the cold. You looked sickly and would surely fall ill. Still, Douma was mostly fearful of losing the only thing he’s ever loved, the one person who made him feel.

“It’s alright (Y/N). You’re forgiven, I won’t hurt you,” cooed Douma, attempting to coax you from cliff. His efforts only caused you to back up further.

Suddenly, the edge cliff crumbled more and the chunk you had stepped onto broke off. You shrieked as you fell backwards. Douma rushed to catch you, panic in his voice as he shouted your name. And then you blacked out, the cold and tiredness having caught up with you. Douma managed to grasp your wrist in time and hoisted you up. He possessively held you to his chest, carrying you bridal style. Your body was almost as cold as his, Douma noted frowning with concern. Yet there was sense of relief that washed over him. You were back in his arms, and he would never let you go again.

Who is your favorite character to write for?

tw: yandere themes, very brief references to sexual themes, potential spoilers(?)

As of now it’s Douma. I’ve written him as both a platonic and romantic yandere, which got deleted, and I absolutely love writing him. The funny thing is he’s my least favourite character in the KNY-verse. Like, I utterly despise him, all I feel for him is pure hatred.

The main difference I see between platonic and romantic yandere behaviour is that platonic yanderes is the lack of attraction and desire for you in general. They want the things that you give them such as love or loyalty, they want to protect that and protect you. But romantic yanderes want to have you, own you, inflict whatever that pleasures them onto you. So generally, romantic yanderes are more harsher than platonic. Most importantly, platonic yanderes don’t want to break their darlings, they do not want them to become mindless creatures, and while there are romantic yanderes that don’t wang this as well, they tend to let it happen more than

And that’s where Douma comes in. Characters like Douma, that are emotionless, don’t have that difference in their views. Their darling is the one who gave them emotions, so your basically an extension of what they’re feeling. Although they do kind of differ the treatment.

For Douma the only difference is that there is no s***al gratification he gets from his treatment for a platonic darling, so it isn’t really done for pleasure I guess. More-so for peace of mind when it comes to his treatment of you. It basically cements your dependency on him, in his mind.

Pride Month Special- How Yandere Parents React To You Coming Out

a/n: happy pride month everyone!

tw: coming out, implied/mentioned homophobia

Gojo- This giant absolute menace of a man I swear to god, you don’t have to worry about him being supportive or anything like that, no. What you have to worry about is how over the top he goes. Man’s organizing parades, making banners, literally everything. It doesn’t matter how many times you beg him to stop because he’s embarrassing you, you’re his baby and he’ll be damned if he doesn’t show his unconditional support and love. He’s definitely telling everyone too, if you’re out that is, just won’t shut the hell up. Nanami cannot count the amount of times Gojo has gushed about you and how proud he is of you. Of course you’re dying of embarrassment in the corner, but he’s doing this all out of love for you.

Sukuna- He’s definitely a little confused. Not in a bad way or anything, he just doesn’t understand immediately. You’ll have to take the time to explain it to him but once he gets it he’ll be so supportive, but more subtle about it. He won’t be throwing over the top parades or anything like that, but he will 500% find a way to mention in it in all his conversations. Like he’ll be doing curse king shit or something and then one of his vassals will start talking about the most irrelevant topic in regards to your sexuality. But those that stop Sukuna from worming in how his precious child is queer and how amazing they are? Nope! He’ll talk about it for hours then make it seem like the vassal has committed some sort of deadly crime when they try to change the conversation back to the original topic. It’s even better if he finds out with reader who’s reincarnated into Yuji’s older sibling because they’re in their twenties and have been out for a couple of years now, so it’s not a big thing and probably comes up in casual conversation. Sukuna’s gonna rupture poor Yuji’s eardrum because he yelled so loud. He was utterly shocked, he was fine with your identity, but how could you not tell him?? And your poor brother is gonna have to deal with all of Sukuna’s tantrums about you not telling him whenever you walk into the room. Eventually he mellows out though, he’ll deal with your lie by omission once he has you in his grasp again.

Oberyn Martell + Ellaria Sand- Original bi disaster couple, no one can convince me otherwise. Anyways both are pretty chill with it, I mean they probably knew already, they’re very supportive of course! Your siblings, the sand snakes, are too. Dorne is a very free and modern country in terms of opinions, not to mention you’re a child of a prince so you enjoy a lot more freedom to express yourself than others. And if someone does have a problem with, they best keep it to themselves or else they’ll have a furious red viper and his equally enraged sand snakes after them.

Levi Ackerman- He’s quite mild about it, to be honest. He’s not unsupportive, just quite about it. Not out of shame but just that he’s generally closed-off. Also, he believes that you should be able to share your identity based on your own terms. He’s very happy that you felt comfortable enough to share it with him though. He definitely made you tea when you came out too. Of course if he hears anything about anyone having a problem with it, well let’s just say that you will be the least of their problems from then on.

Tengen + His Wives- They’re all so happy! Especially since you trusted them enough to tell them. Tengen definitely brags about his flamboyant kid and how spectacular they are. He buys you and himself a ton of pride shit, I don’t care that demon slayer takes place in the Taishou period, this man will make custom pride merch, just for you. Suma cries as per usual, I headcanon all of them as queer but Suma is canonically bi! So, I imagine her crying tears of happiness and joy that you’re like her in a way and that she understands. Makio is aggressively supportive, like shove it down your throat kind of supportive but supportive nonetheless. Hinatsuru is pretty calm about it, she just wants you to know that she loves you unconditionally.

Muzan- He’s kind of like Sukuna in a way, as in he’s confused. Unlike Sukuna he probably understands what it means he’s mostly confused on how he didn’t know immediately. He is supportive though! And if his confusion hurts you, he’ll immediately apologize. You’re his sweet child, no matter how old you really are, so he’ll support and love you regardless of anything. After he’s done apologizing and you forgive him, you can guilt him into doing pretty much anything for you, which you probably could do just with a hug and puppy dog eyes! If there’s one thing Muzan won’t tolerate, it’s people slighting you, so you can guarantee that you won’t be receiving anything less than the highest praises from everyone.

Light Yagami + Misa Amane- They’re both completely supportive of you, though they show it in different ways. Misa is over the top enthusiastic about it. She starts doing LGBTQ+ campaigns, wearing pride merch, signing brand deals promoting it, basically everything and anything she can to prove she is the greatest ally in the entire world, all for you. Light is subtler in his approach. He’s happy thar you’re happy and that’s pretty much it. He’ll do little things to support you, such as boycott homophobic brands and celebrities, wear small pride pins and all that. Either way, they both support you unconditionally. And if anyone says anything to you, you can bet their getting the most painful and humiliating death possible.

Erasermic- Oh! They’ve been expecting this forever! Aizawa has probably known since the start and subtlety let Hizashi in on it, who was extremely excited. They support you and make sure to reassure you about that every day. They’re like Light and Misa in the aspect that Aizawa is very calm regarding your identity while Hizashi supports you with over the top gestures. You know they love you though, and are grateful for them.

May I make a request for Muichiro?

General Yandere Muichiro Headcanons

a/n: reader is the same age as Muichiro in this, can be read as platonic or romantic

tw: yandere themes, overprotective behaviour, potential spoilers for Muichiro’s backstory

•Muichiro, despite his young age, has many impressive feats. Being the youngest member of the Hashira has gained him notoriety— though most of his notoriety stems from his apathy.

•His blunt and air-headed nature often scares people off. He doesn’t mind or care. But then, there was you. A seemingly constance in his life. Originally, Muichiro didn’t care for or about you. Especially when you were so beneath him. You were a lowly Kanoe while he was a Hashira. Regardless, you seemed determined to remain by his side and he didn’t care enough to stop you.

•Eventually, he becomes accustomed to your prescription in his life. You’re something to remember- something Muichiro lacks. While his demeanour doesn’t change outright, there are subtle differences that indicate his attachment to you. He acts more considerate towards you than others and tolerates your behaviour that he wouldn’t tolerate from anyone else.

•His feelings become more obvious after he regains his memories. Once he remembers the loss of his parents and brothers, Muichiro develops overly protective tendencies. The loss of his family burns fresh through his memory and influences his treatment of you. He doesn’t want to even imagine losing you. Also, similar to his treatment of Tanjiro, Muichiro openly begins to display his affection and bias towards you.

•Overall, Muichiro is a very lax yandere. He isn’t doesn’t meddle with your daily life or your relationships with other. He also doesn’t limit your freedom, at least until he regains his memories. Even then, Muichiro only really prevents you from going on really dangerous missions, or will accompany you if you do go.

I’LL PROTECT YOU

cw: mdni, obsession, inferiority complex, delusions, yandere behaviors, stalking, kidnapping,

pairing: yandere!giyu x fem!reader

wc: 0.7k approx.

notes: i want to thank you all so much for all the support on my first post, i didn’t expect it to get so many likes! i hope to continue making works that you guys enjoy <3

yandere!giyu who had his sights set on you since the very beginning. unlike most of his fellow hashira, you treated him kindly. you were patient and understanding with him despite his lack of communication skills.

yandere!giyu who quickly became infatuated with you,—though it’s not like you could blame him—you were perfect in his eyes. your praise made his heart proud so hard in his chest that he thought it was going to explode. how was it that someone as lovely as you payed attention to someone like him?

yandere!giyu who underneath his stoic mask, deeply cares for you. even if he struggles taking care of himself, he always makes sure you’re healthy. he insists that you go to shinobu for check-ups after every one of your missions. he also double checks with shinobu that you’re okay, it’s not that he doesn’t trust you, it’s just better to be safe than sorry.

yandere!giyu who starts stalking because of his constant worrying over you. that’s not to say he has no morals, in fact he is fully aware of his actions, even feeling guilty about it from time to time. though he justifies his behavior by convincing himself it’s for your own good.

yandere!giyu who feels conflicted whenever you’re around sanemi. there’s this feeling he gets whenever he sees you with him that he doesn’t understand. it’s a mix of jealousy and sadness? he’s jealous that sanemi is able to talk with you so easily, and he’s sad because he knows you deserve someone better than him. maybe in another life will he be fully deserving of you.

yandere!giyu who hates it when you have to go away on missions. don’t you know how worried he gets. what if something were to happen to you? he knows you’re more than capable at your job but he can’t help that his past still haunts him.

yandere!giyu who misses you so much whenever you’re away to the point where it impacts his abilities as a hashira. he knows that it’s a major issue but he can’t help it when he loves you so much.

yandere!giyu who can’t stand the thought of losing you. first his sister, then his best friend…never again would he allow something like that to happen again. he couldn’t bare not being able to protect you. he’ll make sure you’re safe, don’t worry.

yandere!giyu who knows what he’s doing is wrong but he can’t help it, he won’t lose anyone else. that’s why he snuck into your residence while you were asleep and knocked you out. no, it’s not kidnapping, he’s just keeping you safe!

yandere!giyu who shushes you when you finally come to your senses, assuring that this is all for your own good and that he’s trying to protect you. you don’t need to squirm so much, it’s okay, he’d never hurt you.

yandere!giyu who showers you in gifts in an attempt to gain your trust back. he isn’t very good with expressing his emotions so he tries showing affection in other ways. he already knows all your favorite things—i mean what kind of person would he be if he didn’t know his darling’s interests—which makes it easy for him to spoil you.

yandere!giyu who almost gives in when you beg him to let you go. he truly feels horrible about the fact that he betrayed your trust, especially when you were so kind to him, but he knows that if he wants to keep you safe he’ll have to be strict and unwavering. he can’t risk you going out and getting hurt.

yandere!giyu who is determined to never let you go now that you’re in his grasp. while he’d much rather prefer that you were here of your own choosing, he understands that you don’t see things the same way he does. he knows that you don’t understand how much he yearns for you, you’re on his mind every second of every day.

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i love you

is so overused.

doesn't it feel a lot more romantical when someone says,

“i will lock you up in my cage of love and never let you go. i will torture you so much that it feels like pure ecstasy and pleasure. or do you want it the other way around?”