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kokusfluffyhair · 11 months

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Hearing Kokushibou Sing🎤🎵

(Inspired by finding out about the songs recorded by Kokushibou's Japanese v/o, Okiayu Ryotaro) Kokushibou is shy about his singing voice. He thinks his voice sounds too high when he sings. When he speaks, his voice is very strong and deep, but when he goes into his singing range, it becomes higher and lighter. Because of that, he doesn't like to sing. It makes him feel emasculated and self-conscious. No matter how much time passed, Kokushibou is still trapped in the trauma from his childhood, where he had to be the best and the strongest in order to receive any kind of love from others.

Even though the two of you have been together for a while, he still doesn't feel comfortable bearing too much of his gentler side for you. Whenever he starts to get softer with you, letting down the shield he built up for himself of what type of man he "should" be, he freezes and stiffens up again. It can be very frustrating, but you are patient with him. Once over some sake, Kokushibou (probably accidentally) opened up to you about why he is always so stoic, so you understand where he is coming from. Still, you wish he would feel comfortable to show you all sides of him.

One day, you went out to get some things at the market. You wanted to buy food lawfully, instead of waiting for it to become dark so Kokushibou could steal food as he tended to do. He always wanted to make sure that there was enough human food in the house for you. He also started to eat more human food himself since the two of you were living together. Kokushibou refused to eat people in your presence, and he wanted to share meals with you as much as he could.

You told him that you would probably be gone for a couple hours, but you got back home quite a bit earlier than expected. You went back into the house and set the bags of food aside, before going to find Kokushibou. Even as a human, you can sense his presence, since his demon aura is as powerful as it is. After taking some moments to concentrate, you could pinpoint exactly where your demon lover was.

He was in the bath. You smirked at the thought. You were going to give him a little surprise. Trying not to giggle, you quietly make your way towards the bathroom, until you suddenly start to hear a faint noise.

You stop in your tracks. It was Kokushibou singing.

You were stunned, to say the least. You had never heard him sing before. It almost sounded like it couldn't even be him, but you knew it was him. No one else was in the house besides the two of you, and the singing was coming from the same place where you sensed his aura. His voice was so sweet and gentle. It made you smile as he occasionally went a bit off-tune. He was so endearing to listen to.

You weren't sure if you should disturb him or not. It would surely make him embarrassed to know that you heard him singing. He was doing it at a time when he thought he was alone. He obviously didn't want you to hear him singing, because if he did, he would have done it at any time.

You felt bad that Kokushibou wanted to hide his sweet voice from you. Hearing him was such a pleasant experience for you. You loved the side of him that he was expressing. Now even more than before, you wished that he would share his complete self with you. It was his gentle side that you could always see in his eyes and feel in his touch that made you love him in the first place.

You decided to approach the bathroom. This was as good as a time as any to try to tell him that you wanted to see more of this Kokushibou. So, you quietly continue to the bathroom. Kokushibou's voice grew gradually louder as you grew closer, but it never got very loud or strong. It was still soft and gentle.

He was so caught up in his own world that he didn't sense you coming. It was a few seconds of you standing in the doorway of the bathroom before he noticed you. When he did, he immediately stopped singing, his body stiffening up as he became overcome with dread. He looked like he wanted to dunk himself into the water and disappear. One of his hands gripped the side of the bathtub as he stopped breathing for a moment.

"Your concert was very nice," you say to him, trying to give him praise.

You see his Adam's apple bob in his neck as he swallows.

"I'm sorry if I disturbed it," you say.

"You didn't hear anything," Kokushibou said.

"All right," you say flatly.

Kokushibou's hand gripping the side of the bathtub shakes a little.

"I wish you wouldn't be so shy," you say to him.

"I am not shy," he says.

"All right." You are clearly disappointed.

Kokushibou takes a deep breath. "Forget what you just witnessed. I do not intend to bring you shame."

"What do you mean? How would you bring me shame?"

"Because of that pathetic voice of mine."

You step into the bathroom and approach the tub. He doesn't budge as you come closer and he still stares harshly ahead of him.

"I liked hearing your voice, Kokushibou."

"Do not lie to me."

"I'm not lying to you."

He became silent.

"Kokushibou, will you look at me?"

He seemed like he was about to say "no" and tell you to leave him, but he didn't. Instead, his eyes look at you and then he slowly turns his face a bit towards you.

"Kokushibou, do I look like I'm lying to you?"

There is a pause.

"No."

"Then, you see, I'm telling you the truth. I really loved hearing you sing. Your voice made me very happy."

His face softened a little. "It is a terrible voice, y/n."

"I don't think so."

He looked down slightly. "Do you not find it to be ... weak ...?"

"No. Not at all." You grab a stool in the bathroom and bring it by the tub. You sit down so that you and he are at similar levels. "Kokushibou." You put your hand on top of his. He was still gripping the side of the bathtub, but with less force than before. "Your voice isn't weak at all. It's very special to me. It makes me love you even more."

Kokushibou was silent.

"I wish that you would let yourself bare that sweet and gentle side to me more often," you say. "It really is what I love about you. Even if you don't show it, I can tell it's there, Kokushibou. That's why I'm here with you, and why I want to keep being here with you."

He was still silent.

You take a deep breath. "I guess we won't agree on this anytime soon."

His hand releases the side of the bathtub. He turns it around so that it holds your hand. He gives it a gentle squeeze. "I will think over what you said." He paused. "I want you to be happy with me."

"I am happy with you," you tell him. "But I would be happier if you would be comfortable to share both sides of you with me. I want to be able to love both the samurai Kokushibou and the singer Kokushibou."

He was silent for a moment. "I will gather my thoughts about this." He nodded to himself before releasing your hand. "I would like to finish my bath in private."

"That's fine." You get up and give him a kiss in his hair. You see him blush slightly as you step away from him.

As you leave, you hear him continue to wash himself in the water. You feel a bit better, knowing that you talked about it with him. Although Kokushibou still appeared to be closed, you could tell that some progress was made. You smiled at that. You knew that it would take baby steps for him to feel completely comfortable with himself, and that was okay.

Later, after Kokushibou finished his bath, he went to cook with you. As the two of you cut the vegetables together, he started to hum a song. When you glanced up at him, you saw him smile very slightly. He was enjoying it, and he would continue to enjoy sharing his whole self with you.

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kimetsu-no-yaiba-writings · 1 year

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I have a headcanon that Kokushibo has eyes on his dick

This is simultaneously a funny yet cool headcanon (☆ω☆.)

Funny, cause i just have the mental image of starting to give him a BJ and just getting stared at by penis eyes (blinking individually) - kinda like a lizard or something - or accidentally running a finger over a blinking eye and it just tearing up.

Or like him being like "Hm, that's a cavity there" with a perfectly straight face......

Cool, cause he can look simultaneously at your face twisting in pleasure as well as how your body's reacting to his touch from the inside (ﾉ∀`♥)

Getting to watch your warm insides and how you clench 'n' tense

Watching, learning and adapting to which spots make your toes curl.

.......also cause it confuses me.....

I'm just gonna leave some of the thoughts/questions that ran around my head:

Would he be able to get pink eye from the fluids?

Would there be eyelashes? - if yes, are they getting lost inside you?

Do the eyes blink in unison or individually?

Are there eyes on his balls too?

If itchy does he accidentally hurt himself by poking one of the eyes?

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mrskokushibo · 4 months

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Hey, lovelies. I am just letting you all know that I am slowly working my way through your asks and requests. It will take time, but please, do not feel neglected.

Please have patience with me, as I am in an unusual line of work that requires me to work quite a few night shifts. It is very inspirational, though 😁.

Lots of love and hugs to you, my beloved Tumblr community ❤️ From me and my six-eyed bae 😉💜

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dumbdemonslayertexts · 6 months

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Your Hair: Revealed (anon request)

Pairing: ambiguous AF x black!fem reader

Warnings: 18+, violence, mentions of maiming, murder, and blood

these meetings were irksome. moreover, their complete lack of announcement was something you would normally kill over. but you were sure to wipe any such notion from your head. you were an uppermoon, but your life still was not guaranteed if your thoughts were an irritant to Muzan.

and as you slid open the empty room's shoji, looking around the endless maze of the castle you'd been teleported to, you sighed to yourself. you hadn't had an opportunity to wrap your tresses-- no longer as manageable as they were in your human form. the blood demon art you were gifted had transformed your thick coils into what could only be called an abyss of a thundercloud. it still defied gravity as it flowed behind you, cascading and flowing with physics separate from this world, but now it gave off a perfumed and iridescent plume in its wake. one that constantly floated around your hair's mass and length, and one that it left to hypnotize any mortal that was caught in its scent. you'd lost count of just how many humans gladly allowed you to feed off of them freely, while they nuzzled and caressed, and buried their faces into the sweet plush that was your hair. they begged and pleaded for the opportunity, even. you would have liked to bind it and not have your crown on display so openly to the other ranks. they hardly would show the reverence owed to your beauty.

still, even with your hair in this intimate state: down and billowing behind you, floating and trailing you like the veil of an empress among gods, you carried yourself as you rightfully should. your skin shimmered as though the moon itself worshipped you. your eyes fixed straight ahead, and you paid no mind to hantengu's incessant cowering... you also ignored the rattling you knew to be gyokko's idiotic vases.

"oh! Yonaka-dono~!" your lids shut, and you rolled your eyes behind them at the voice you heard swooning your name. of course, when they opened again, douma was before you with his hands as petals at either side of his face... like some fawning school child. "I've never seen you with your hair loose! ohhh~!"

"urusai."

his fawning came to a stop - as did his reaching hands - at akaza's demand, and you both watched as he passed you. his eyes met yours only briefly, and his scowl only deepened as you lifted a brow at him. douma sighed and sulked away with his fun spoiled, only barely restraining himself from asking you to sit beside him.

you would have declined.

as you did sit, you were met with the sight of purple robing, and then, before you could process that much, six menacing eyes before yours.

"you.. are far too casual."

his voice was more intimidating than usual. you could hear the serpent in his spirit. and your lips quirked. "you wished to be the first to see me in this state? or the only..?"

your jaw was crushed in his grip in the next moment, and you were lifted easily into the air, face to face with the highest rank, but you laughed again. especially seeing the murderous glare akaza bore into kokushibo's head, and hearing the wailing in protest coming from douma.

"i was summoned just as abruptly as you, lord kokushibo, if you are so scandalized... your complaint isn't with me."

he grumbled deeply in response, and released you in the next moment, disappearing to some other corner outsight of your concern.

as your bones healed, you straightened yourself up, dabbing at the blood that had seeped from the corner of your mouth. you made sure to lock gazes with a still snarling akaza as you licked your finger clean... and when he looked away, dropping to a knee and driving his fist into the floor strongly enough for it to crack, you grinned, awaiting Muzan's arrival.

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equizona · 2 years

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hola hello! can I make a request? Yandere Douma, Kokushibo and Gyuutaro, all separately, who fought a really strong female demon slayer But she loses the battle and they decide to "keep" her Thank you!

˗ˏˋ IMPRESSED ´ˎ˗

— STARRING: Kokushibou, Douma

— NOTE: I don't write for Gyuutarou! Keep in mind to check my list of characters, linked with the pinned post on my blog! But here are the other two.

— WARNINGS: Yandere content ahead! Heavy themes of cannibalism.

➷ KOKUSHIBOU

It isn't often he comes across anyone who is anywhere near his level. Heck, he hasn't met a single demon slayer (other than his brother) able to match his pace. He won, of course. But he is very impressed. It would be a waste to end you so quickly, wouldn't it?

He isn't kind. Not at all. You were a challenge, and that is not something he can let go. He needs some manner to get stronger. And you're the closest he is to that. He has no feelings for you. You're just a means for him to improve.

He doesn't really bother getting you human food. But he needs you at full strength. He'll force you to eat humans. And if you refuse? Well, he isn't above forcing you to eat them. And if you're especially misbehaving, he will hunt down either your trainer or any other slayer (or other people) you care about and he will make you eat them while they're still alive.

He will make you fight with him. And he will accept you to go full out, he will do the same. Your only chance of escape would be to somehow beat him in a battle. But let's face it, what are the odds of that?

He will, eventually, turn you into a demon. If you start getting weak, or if you're getting old. He's going to make you one of the strongest demons alive. But he's always going to be stronger.

He'll use you to make sure of that.

➷ DOUMA

You're going to be like Kotoha.

It would be a waste of him to eat someone so stunning. Someone so impressive. No, he is going to keep you. He treats you more like a pet, than anything. And he expects you to behave like one, in a way.

He won't outright tell you that you're eating humans, just like he doesn't tell anyone else at his Cult that they're eating their friends and family. No, he'll sit there watching you eat with everyone else, taking joy that you're eating those you love. There is something that thrills him about that.

He expects you to worship him.

He's already proved how much better he is, compared to you, through your battle? Why must you refuse? Does he have to force you to get on your knees for him?

If you worship a God.. Not anymore. If he catches you worshipping anything other than him? You are going to have a problem. Why won't you submit to him? He's done so much for you already?

He isn't going to turn you into a demon. But he is going to actively make your life as long as it possibly can be. Isn't this exciting? You get to spend your entire life with him.

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itshauntedtoon · 1 year

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Demon Bride Ch1

Once in the mountain villages it was a custom that once a year on the night of the new year's first moon, an unlucky young lady would be selected and left for the demons to become one of the unlucky few who married such a husband. In exchange for this offering the demons would protect the villages and leave the humans in peace. Until one day a powerful warrior drove the demons away freeing the humans of them. Now 2,000 years later, it's become a tradition that once a year, a new young lady would be picked and wait for her future husband to retrieve her from a shrine in the mountains. And now the lucky tradition would fall upon Y/n L/n. It would be her own turn to take on the tradition and not have to worry about demons. After all that part of the old tradition was just fake, made up by paranoid ancestors. Everyone knew demons didn't exist.

...Right?

(WARNINGS AND DISCLAIMERS!!! EVERYONE in this story is in their early 20s-30s! This story will contain mentions of past abuse and death! I'll be keeping it as SFW. Some backstories have been slightly altered for this particular story/au, and some characters cannonically dead or harmed is alive and well. I own nothing.)

Credit to https://www.tumblr.com/flanelltees for the designs I based the demons off to look more demon-like with tails and pointed ears, If enough people like the first chapter I’ll consider doing more.

Gather around and hear this tale and heed it's warnings.

The world could be a beautiful place. One full of sunshine and light. Meadows of flowers blessed by the bright blue sky above. Some people were blessed to have this as their whole life. Without worry or woes or any pain. However it's not always bright sunlight. For where there's light darkness will often hide within the shadows waiting to rear it's horrendous head and bare it's snarled fangs into those who don't heed the dangers. And with that danger came the cursed ones. The savages. The snatchers of humans.

DEMONS.

The ones who were known as the Monsters of the Mountain. They were reigning the earth long before humanity was born, but even when they arrived the gods blessed both tribes with peace...until peace was never again an option to have. Many years ago the humans angered the demons by invading their lands and building their villages on the ancient grounds that for generations the demons reigned over without fail. This betrayal that the humans dare bring with them brough the first of many bad instances to come. Angered by the trespassing humans, the demons revolted against them. By day break the next morning, the first of many villages to come was destroyed as if the gods struck it down. Nothing and no one was left standing. A warning to others that this betrayal wasn't going to be taken lightly. And the humans who did not flea the mountain lived in constant fear, anyone who dared fight back was also never seen again. Another casualty of the demons' rampage. And they would have continued if not for the Elder of one village coming to the demons, he could not bare to see anymore of his people be slaughtered for one more second. So the elder dared to approach the demons' and beg for their forgiveness and to apologize for the great dishonor they had shown then.

"Please, oh please," he begged to them all, "I beg of you. Spare my people, and forgive us for the anger we have brought you."

"Why should we?", the demons asked. "We have never bothered to bring harm to humanity but yet you dare to come onto our fields and claim our lands as your own."

"Oh please," the Elder continued to plead less he fail his people, "My people mean you all no harm. They live in fear every night anticipating the worst. We are willing to do anything to make peace!"

"Anything?," the demons asked, "I doubt you will keep your part of the bargain....But we will give you one chance. A trade will be made."

"What trade?," the elder asked them.

"Peace will be made but a price must be paid. A precious trade such as our lands must be met with an equally precious trade from you. A young bride is what we want. Leave her within the mountains on the first full moon of the new year. We will promise peace for the price of one soul every year, but don't take us to be fools. For we will not offer a second chance such as this. Now go. And make your choice wisely."

The Elder was horrified at the terrible demands the demons dare make at them, but less he fail his people, he agreed to the deal they offered. Thus that next year a young woman was taken from the safety of her home and offered up to the mountain where the monsters inside laid, never to be seen again. The demons were pleased with the offering, for no lives were lost to them that year. Nor the next when another young lady was offered to the mountains, nor the next year with it's offering. And many tense years were passed with this tense promise of peace from the monsters. Every year a poor soul was offered up to the mountains with the promise of no return, and another year no lives would be taken, the humans were too scared to dare disobey the monsters' demands less a far more terrible fate be upon them all. No one wished for the fate to be upon their daughters, their sisters, their friends but the monsters kept their peace as long as the offering stood.

Until one day someone did dare to challenge such beasts.

One day a mighty warrior ripe from battle came to one of the villages and had fallen in love with one of the young women of the village but even his love would not save the young woman's fate. For she was promised to the mountains and it's monsters the next year and would have to be given up if the humans wished to keep their peace with the creatures that plagued them all. The Warrior became enraged with the destined fate of his lover and vowed to liberate the humans from the monsters once and for all. So he trained his mind and body viciously and prayed to the gods to give him strength for what was about to come. Then when the day came on the new year on the first full moon, it was not the young offering that made the treacherous trip up the mountain but the young warrior to confront the evils that lay await for him. The warrior climbed the mountain until he reached where the fields met the dark thick forests of the demons. The demons became enraged that the humans dare to send the warrior instead of the promised offering.

"Demons! You shall not be taking anymore poor souls!," the warrior challenged brandishing his sword within his hands, "No longer shall you take our loved ones for your own!"

This only enraged the demons more. "Heresy!" They cried. "They have broken our pack and will pay dearly for their treachery! Starting with you!"

"Then I will offer you another trade!," the warrior challenged them all, "Duel me and attempt to strike me down! The loser will have to obey the wish of the victor no matter what that may be! Do you accept my challenge?"

The demons agreed and attacked the warrior without mercy. But the gods answered the prayers of the young warrior and blessed him with the speed and grace of lightning and the strength of a hundred tigers with the accuracy of any striking serpent. Each blow from the demons was blocked, each slashed delivered back twice as hard, and every pain given back thrice as painful. Eventually even the mightiest and most ancient of demons was no match for the strength of the young warrior and by that sunrise all the monsters were defeated. The unluckiest ones were no more.

"By terms of our agreement I banish you foul creatures into your dark forests of evil!," the young warrior commanded what remained of the monsters. And with the strength of the gods he pushed them deeper within the depths of their terrible forest home. "No more shall you plague my people with your wickedness! No go and take your evil with you! BEGONE!!"

And thus the demons retreated within the large mountain forest. Never to be seen or heard from again. The warrior returned home to deliver the news to his people, and was met with a celebration in his honor. The warrior was able to marry his beloved and go on to guard the mountain villages for the remainder of his days, though no demons were ever spotted again bringing their wicked ways. Although to this day the mountain forest is one of evil, where any human is forbidden to go. Any human who wonders into the forest never comes out, but outside the mountain has remained safe for any humans who live or travel along it's earth.

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The fire crackled around the warm room, lighting up the faces of the many young ladies gathered around the elder as he told his tale within the warm light of the fire. It's warm glow lighting his pale face and adding a calm, fathering almost heavenly glow to his wise features. His eyes blindly staring at the smiles that he felt warmly given to him as he shared the tradition of the years end. Beside him were his daughters who patiently sat beside him like the wonderful, beautiful children they were. Always attending their father's every need less he needed anything. The robes he wore shifting with his movements as he gestured with such gentleness at you all.

"And in honor of the warrior who fought so valiantly for the love he held, it's now become a tradition for every young lady to be retrieved from the mountain by their future husband before they become married. So every new year on the night of the first full moon we leave the young lady by the creek halfway up the mountain, as a way to honor and remember those poor souls who had done what they had to do to keep us, their descendants, safe from the evilness that once plagued our homes and lives. To honor the brave women whom now shall always be remembered in our hearts and stories."

The room was all a bunch of smiles and giddiness towards Elder Ubuyashiki, after all it was always a tradition at the end of every year all the eligible, unmarried women of age from the village and neighboring villages would come to gather around and listen to the Elders retell the famous story of the mountain monsters and how the New Year Moon Marriage Right had come to be, and what the rules were. It was seen as an honor and a privilege to be the next to carry on the tradition and be married the day after the marriage right took place. However you were a different case. This only brought the unpleasant thoughts of being the next one to be tied down, the next one to get a husband who'll be the only one to make decisions for you. You always wished to leave this place. To not be tied down like so many others. Just wanting to travel. It was why you envied the many beautifully painted birds that flew around your home, they all could just spread their wings and fly away forever and ever and never look back. But you were sure you wouldn't be picked like the last two years you attended these traditional meetings, and your plan you used usually worked. The plain working robes you wore weren't special like the other women's. They were just a plain beige colored compared to the flamboyant kimonos the other ladies wore. And you planned it that way. Because in just three more months you could finally leave this place like you planned, you just needed to have a little bit more money saved up! Then you can finally pay it off-

"As you all know at the end of every year, it is my duty as elder to decide which of the young ladies shall continue on the tradition into next year to bring luck and prosperity," Elder Ubuyashiki continued making Y/n once again pay attention instead of fantasizing more about your eventual escape from the debt hanging over your head. "Which is why I've summoned you all here. One of you shall be chosen by be to continue on this tradition, and after my choosing it shall be up to your parents to decide who they shall send to retrieve you. The man they chose shall then be wed to you the next day as a part of the right and become your husband."

"Knowing any of us, it'll probably be Uzui or his brother again making off with another wife," a voice huffed with almost a scoff and you had to turn your head to one of the other women currently present with the rest of you.

There was only seven of you this year including yourself, one of the reasons why you weren't particularly worried about being picked. After all there was only a one in seventh chance you'd actually get picked and it seemed far more likely that one of the other women would get picked. You unconsciously glanced around to make out where the insult had been thrown from. To the left of you, lit up by the warm flames was three figures. One you recognized instantly as Yuki. She was a farmer's daughter who lived just two homes away from you stayed. She like you, didn't really have any interest in being here, after all it was well known she was already engaged to another farmer's son. She only attended out of tradition most likely because she wasn't married yet, so even if she was picked, her parents already knew who to send for her husband. Beside her was a girl called Nezuko who just came of age last year at the age of twenty. She was wearing that favorite pink kimono you always seemed to see her in, you didn't know much about her family but sometimes you'd see one of her siblings or her mother around town and they always seemed nice, especially the oldest brother. And next to her closest was Mitsuri, she was always a strange was. Really nice! But...strange, her hair was a mixture of two strange colors and she was unusually strong for a girl her age and height but you didn't all care. In fact she might be the one person here you liked here for her confident attitude. She really wasn't needed to attend. Why you ask? Because she was already married if the ring around her finger was anything to go by, and because you literally saw her get picked by the elder last year, you figured she must've just come to listen to the elder's story-...Or to see if her best friend, who was currently single would be the one to be picked, speaking of which- Your f/c eyes sneakily glanced to the right where four others sat. Now these girls were the ones who'd be more likely to be picked out of any of you. The Kocho Sisters from the Butterly House. They were from the next village over, from a much larger more wealthy much more profitable village. They're family was well known for their prosperity and beautiful butterfly gardens for generations, which was why it's been anticipated that one of the four daughters sent from the Kocho household would be the ones to be honored with the mountain tradition. They sat from eldest to youngest: Kanae, Shinobu, Kanao, and Aoi with Aoi being the closest to the Elder. Like the Nezuko girl, this was Aoi's first time being here turning twenty, and you had deduced that the scoff had come from her since she was the only one with the frown and crossed arms to match the annoyed tone.

"Now Aoi," Kanae spoke with the gentleness of their families' symbol, scolding her youngest sister without actually scolding her, "You mustn't disrespect Tengen's family like that. Uzui is very good to his wives, and you know Mother and Father would not let you marry someone they knew you disliked."

Sometimes you wondered how it must've been with such a patient and angelic sister such as Kanae. She was certainly a kind woman who didn't spare anyone her heart, but it just seemed like her youngest sister rolled her eyes at even the mere mention of Uzui. Couldn't say you blamed Aoi however. Everyone knew the famous Tengen family from the same large town as the Kocho family. You'd only seen him once because one of his wives, Suma if you remembered right, was picked to be one of his wives and went through the tradition here three years ago, because one of his wives was from your village. You couldn't remember exactly, you were too busy working to make what money you could so you could save up and repay the debt your parents put you into- You'd only seen Uzui once and that was from far away when he came to visit his wife-from-your-village's side of the family. He seemed to have a giant head and ego to match from what flexing and showing off he seemed to do. His family were known to be strong warriors so you supposed that's how they prospered.

"I can assure you all that Mr. Uzui has no current interest in selecting another marriage," Ubuyashiki promised you all, "But Kanae is right, Aoi. We shouldn't speak ill of one's marriage in a way."

Aoi only huffed through her nose and turned away.

"Soooo, does that mean you already have someone in mind for the ritual already?," Mitsuri's voice gushed to your left.

"I have," the elder confirmed which only surprised the girls and made Mitsuri practically squeal in giddiness.

"I knew it! It's Shinobu right!? Is she finally marrying Giyu-"

"MITSURI!!"

"What? It's not like you try to hide your fascination with him.~"

"They're only friends," again Kanae spoke gently being the voice of reason between the sisters. "And you only want her to be next so you can be the one to plan the wedding like you did your own with Obanai."

That wasn't an understatement. Mitsuri had planned out, gotten ready for, and organized her entire wedding to the gentle Obanai after she was chosen last year to be the one doing the marriage tradition (all in one night too-) after two other marriages being called off before meeting Obanai. In a way you envied her, Obanai was one of the first to fully see her true self and love her for who she was. In the end they were perfect for each other. But you knew for certain who would be picked next..I mean by this point it wasn't a secret even to herself. Your eyes glanced back towards Kanae and her ever calm gaze. It wasn't much of a secret anymore that-...Well. There was a reason you saw Kanae often in your village, and it wasn't because of the yearly tradition you've been attending for a few years now. It was because for as long as you could remember there has been meetings between the Kocho and Shinazugawa families, or at least meetings between Kanae and your village's local protector Sanemi. It wasn't a secret the Shinazugawa family suffered heavily throughout the years. The first tragedy was when the head of the house, who as far as you could remember anyways, had been an alcoholic and eventually abandoned his wife an many children. But it was the second tragedy that made you feel any sort of pity towards the otherwise unlikable man. The tragedy that left his family deceased. When you were younger there was a much larger problem of bandits looting nearby villages, no one had thought they'd venture this far into the mountains until they did, and chose a young Sanemi's family to be their next target. The after math of bandits' looting was brutal, the only two survivors were Sanemi himself and only one of his younger brothers, Genya who wasn't much older than Aoi. The tragedy left the man to train harshly and become the villages resident protector, and it left both men covered in various scars still visible on their bodies and hardening Sanemi to be both a cruel and harsh man at times. Except to three people whom you knew of. One of those people being the Elder who took both him and his brother in after the tragedy, another was his own brother Genya but that was only sometimes and it was only ever a lesser harsh than what he usually dished, and the third was Kanae herself. It wasn't a secret that their mothers were once friends and thus so were their eldest children, and you wouldn't blame him a bit for falling for Kanae. She was as beautiful as she was kind, as smart as she was elegant, as gentle as she was patient. She had to be to be around Sanemi. He never made his usual outbursts whenever her presence was around, you should know because you've accidentally crossed paths with him once or twice on a bad day and ended up with him cussing you out or yelling for no reason before stomping off leaving you annoyed and angry. The rumor was already that the two of them were to be the ones who would attend next year's tradition. Thank goodness. You couldn't take much more of him anymore despite how sorry you felt for him.

"Elder, who did you chose to journey into the mountains?"

That was a question you'd also liked answered! The sooner answered the sooner you could leave!

However the elder only spoke calmly once more. "That will be revealed shortly. For now you are all dismissed. Please leave me be for now." The girls and yourself took that as an excuse to leave. Thank goondess crossed your mind as you slowly made to stand up amongst the others, the rustling of clothes sounding off as you all stood at once. "Except for you."

This was it. The part of these yearly meetings that told you who was being married. It was always the one who stayed behind to talk with him. Last year he had pointed out Mitsuri, and she had been the one to be chosen after being told to stay behind. Which shouldn't have been a problem. So why was your body suddenly frozen?

....It was Kanae...It SHOULD'VE been Kanae. There was some mistake when a paled hand was pointed at the direction right down the middle of the crowd, making all heads turn to follow it. The hand's direction was tilted in a way that made no mistake who the blind man was pointing at, despite the fact he couldn't see he made no mistake. So when the hand pointed, and everyone fell silent, whether in shock or respect you weren't sure. But what made your blood cold was the serious hand pointing in the direction of your own, frozen and shocked body.

"Y/n. Would you please stay behind with me? I have something we have to discuss."

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shokos-lazy-life · 11 months

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Hi!I am new to your blog and I noticed you read the Demon Slayer manga so I hope I don't spoil something for you!The thing is I am brainstorming this idea that I may or may not turn into a fanfiction of reverse demon slayer thing but instead of Tanjiro and Nezuko,it's Yoriichi and Kokushibou?Any help?Do you think you maybe have any ideas?Thank you in advance and also I love your blog, it's really pretty!

Oh my god,you are adorable!

Thank you for the compliments!

And welcome to the Kimetsu no yaiba fandom,I promise everyone is lovely,well so far I haven't seen anyone making any fuss.

I think we are all too sad for that hahahh.

You are writing a fanfiction?!Go for it!I am sure it is going to be amazing!

No worries I don't mind spoilers.

and reverse?

As in Yoriichi and Michikatsu are the main characters?One a demon and another a slayer trying to turn them back?

That is an amazing idea but gosh it sounds daunting I wish you all the best.

As for if I have any ideas?Sure,I am no writer tho.

Also you didn't specify who's the demon and who the slayer.

I think I saw fanart,really good ones too,of Kokushibou as Nezuko and Yoriichi as Tanjiro somewhere,that could be used as inspiration,I am sure.

But since Yoriichi has been through enough in my very biased opinion I'll go like this!

So that last interaction between Yoriichi and Kokushibou was their final moments too.

Let's go with Yoriichi blitzed Kokushibou and one shot him out of misguided guilt or because he wanted his brother to find peace or whatever.

Like I don't think that screws with the canon that hard,like Muzan will find a new Upper Moon who cares.

So they both died leaning on each other and as Yoriichi is older and human he dies faster and falls on Kokushibou disgusting him in process because Kokushibou gotta Kokushibou,until the little flute falls out and Kokushibou spots it.

And then it's tears and guilt fiesta and lamenting and feeling sorry for oneself as Kokushibou ought to do.

And finally Michikatsu is back.

And promises to do better,to protect Yoriichi in their next life,to be a better brother. Because here Yoriichi went against himself and his own vow of not wanting violence to fulfill his duty,like the shock and sadness probably killed him here.

Realistically Kokushibou would still be mad but shhh we need that guy to have some redeeming qualities.

Michikatsu dies clutching the flute and Yoriichi's hand.

Yoriichi dies crying and clutching his brother's hand.

Upper Moon 1 is no more.

Hopefully his clothes stayed with Yoriichi's corpse and someone found them and buried them because anon the fact that we don't know what happened to Yoriichi's body after he died haunts me?Okay?Haunts me!

We know what happened to Uta,but Yoriichi?Nada!

Gotoge I need to talk!

Was he even buried?Did Kokushibou eat him?Did he bury him?Was he just left there to rot? Kokushibou was obsessed with what he left behind and made sure along with Muzan that Yoriichi basically got erased,did he just use some blood art fuckery to erase him? Hopefully someone buried my guy.

I got sidetracked.

But yeah in this au maybe Yoriichi gets buried with his brother's kimono and the flute.Hopefully by either a Hashira or one of the countless people he saved.

God forbid the Kamado's or Sumire somehow find him.

I am a big supporter of that amazing idea that Yoriichi got banged by the Kamado's like a screen door during a hurricane.

I mean Tanjiro bears such a resemblance for a reason yes?

Of course it could have been gods being cruel enough to reincarnate Yoriichi into Tanjiro or just basically curse Tanjiro with Yoriichi's life.

Seriously what if the reason we didn't see Yoriichi waiting for Kokushibou like every other demon got is that he is physically there as Tanjiro and therefore unable to be there?

Now that I think about if this crazy idea has any merit than Yoriichi got what he wished for and by the people he saw as family too through Tanjiro!A simple life with a family that lives him but Muzan still fucking exists!

That whole the people you help,help you back thing really is applicable here!

It's either that or Sumire,Suyako and Sumiyoshi all sat on Yoriichi and he is weak for them so..Only explantation I am allowing.

That or Kokushibou deserved eternal damnation but damn you can't tell me Yoriichi wouldn't have fought god himself to give that fucker a hug.

Again side tracked.

So some years pass and Yoriichi and Michikatsu get reborn again as twins because irony.

Now you can choose who's older and what families they have,do they have more siblings etc.

I personally would have put Michikatsu as a older brother to,you know,repent?

But it works even if Yoriichi is older because Michikatsu would have a brother complex anyway.Man just built too old Japanese.

So Yoriichi hopefully gets a clean slate because trauma and also give him some peace damn.

But Michi probably has some complex and self worth issues because he constantly thinks he isn't enough.

Maybe he remembers a la Tanjiro,thru dreams and random phantoms getting him down a peg or twelve.

Their names could be completely made up,the same,they could be descendants a la Muichiro and Yuichiro,could be Kamado's,whatever you want works.

You have extra guilt points if they belong to Tokito's or Kamado's with Michikatsu's jealousy about Kamado's obvious if he remembers.

Anyway they went to town or stayed home or whatever vague reason you could give so these two can meet Muzan.

And considering Muzan is a crackhead really anything works.

But whatever they are just walking or sleeping or minding their damn business when they see Satan.

Muzan obviously shits himself out of anger and fear both because Kokushibou and Yoriichi are both standing there.

So he grabs Yoriichi.

Instead of killing him which would be the smart choice,he turns him into a demon obviously.

Because Muzan is nothing if not pathetic,dramatic and ineffective.

Thing he panicked hard and was going to grab Michi first but instead in blind feral panic got Yoriichi, because like the ultimate asshole he was,he was about to recreate Kokushibou and have him kill Yoriichi because Muzan sucks like that.

And so gave him a huge amount of blood and panicked and gave him more when he noticed it Yoriichi hoping he would just explode or something.

But nah gods aren't done laughing at all of us so Yoriichi does turn and jeez he is pissed,that fucker tried eating his brother.

Meanwhile Michi is horrified because what the fuck or frozen if he remembers anything at this point.

So you just have demon Yoriichi and Muzan shitting himself and duking out and Yoriichi fucked him up but no nichirin blade so they have to wait until the sun.

A Hashira runs in to a most horrifying and baffling scene ever.

The progenitor of all demons is getting his ass whopped by what looks like a twelve years old juiced on demon blood and his brother is there holding a random object as a weapon.

There is gore and viscera on the floor everywhere.Muzan eventually throws in the towel and blasts off,leaving because Hashira or the sun is up or something.

A very pissed off Yoriichi and shaken Michi and a baffled Hashira stand there until Yoriichi notices the Hashira and starts attacking.

Michi finally get his shit together and jams the flute into Yoriichi's mouth and like fuck is Yoriichi running that precious gift so he calms.

Hashira tells them to get the fuck out off the sun because demons burn in it,but nah it's been the morning for a few hours now and Yoriichi just swinging his legs on the porch completely fine.

Because his existence is meant to fuck with Muzan,and yeah he conquered the sun immediately.

Now the Hashira has the daunting task of explaining all this bullshit to the others and Oyakata-sam somewhat coherently.

Bonus points if the Hashira is either Muichiro or Rengoku for double gut punch.

Now Michikatsu gets to be a slayer,a poor main character and hopefully a better brother with Yoriichi as his overpowered cute sidekick.

Chaos abounds!

Now for the short points:

Yorii is on demon time all the time and instead of people the sun powers him so he is yet again the boogeyman to all the demon and a personally insult to Muzan because fuck that guy.

Yorii is straight up feral,he bites,kicks,growls if you look at him or his brother wrong and his blood demon art thing is probably some unholy mix of sun breathing and demon magic bullshit,like he kicks you and now that part is permanently sun burned,so he is lethal to fight against and as fast as the actual sun.

Yorii adores kids and babies especially, everyone is too afraid to ask why.Like give him the butterfly triplets and he is entrained for hours playing hide and seek with them.

He looks demonic all the time because the amount of blood he was injected with,so like slit eyes,hair probably blood red and a unholy cross of sun shading and blood shade tips in his hair.covered in head to toe in the sun mark that of course sprouted on his forehead because of course it did.

Yorii walks around in his twelve years old form unless he needs to help someone reach something and then he turns 6 ft and gives Michi a hear attack.

Yorii prefers the kid form,he can feel his brother is uncomfortable with his adult form.

The flute is constantly in Yorii's mouth and he has this adorable habit of calling for Michi by playing a short tune on it.

So far only Uzui and Michi figured out the flute language down.

Hashiras are just baffled and sometimes unnerved by the small demon just lounging in the sunlight but it's completely peaceful,surely it's just a child?

A victim yes?You only get his side eye if you have some evil intention to his brother or whoever Yorii adopted into his family.

Michi of course has a guilt complex over 9000 here.

Especially if he remembers,dear god.

He failed,dear gods,did he fail.

And now he is also feeling guilty for anytime he envied Yoriichi,he is kinda offended that even Muzan's blood doesn't matter to Yoriichi tho.He really is blessed.

But all the guilt and self hate works out here because he gets decent company to tell him just how stupid he is.And he gets to beat demons with a stick.

He doesn't have people comparing him to Yorii now either.

The wonder of having better people to talk too.

He probably learns fire breathing or water breathing but modifies into Moon breathing baffling everyone because that's a thing?

He hangs out with Muichiro,Rengoku,Uzui, probably Shinobu?

He is always praising Muichiro on his talents but despairs over his lack of tact and manners.

Muchirio finds him an encouraging nagging mother hen and his brother a weird little bird.

What friends he has depends on how much you change the canon?Are the upper moons the same?

It will hilarious because Michi is such a chaotic idiot but loves to pretend to be a straight and honorable man and that leaves the Hashiras completely bamboozled because the man can be peacefully meditating and then turn around and yell at Muichiro because manners you ill mannered brat!How did descendent turn out like this?!!

And what was that even supposed mean?

This weird crochety old man who's actually a twelve year old!

Yorii doesn't give a fuck,his brother is the best brother.

And then the angst and anger you could pull if the Hashiras find out who Michi actually was and the angst of meeting Muzan again.

But hopefully by now he would have a better support group and more perspective and a knowledge that he isn't the only person important or wronged in this world!

As I said this fic has a lot of potential,a little research to be done sure,but if you are passionate about it,go for it!

I would personally read it and most certainly love it!

Also I haven't asked what genre you wanted so if it was horror or humor or smut?

Go ahead and ask,I am not here to judge after all and I love trading ideas!See ya and all the good luck to you!

I hope this helped!

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kaijukat-art · 9 months

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sketches from request stream✨

streams every thurs or sun /o/

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nanaskittle · 9 months

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My babies 💕💕💕💕 so cute..

#anime #kny #kny fanart #kny spoilers #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #kokushibou #michikatsu tsugikuni #kny michikatsu #douma #kny douma #akaza #kny akaza #hakuji #fanart #demon slayer fanart

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kokushibouthings · 11 months

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Satisfaction

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Pairing: Koku x reader

Content: Sexual themes, AFAB!reader, Mentions of pregnancy, Breeding or not?, Modern AU, Belly bulging, oral sex

Authors note: i still dk how to write smut so I mightve skipped some parts, and I randomly got this idea from brainrotting

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You begged for him, almost every minute of the day but he kept saying the same excuses everytime as an answer...

"Please! I really want my own mini me already!! I've been waiting for ever now!" You held onto both of his wrists, shaking it up and down repeatedly.

"...We haven't had an official marriage and a wedding yet. We're still engaged, please wait a little bit longer love.." Your grip loosened, tired from the repeated answer now.

You were desperate, and you just wanted a child. You've even tried to make an offer about adopting but he still refused..

But technically he was infamous and currently involved in some important stuff which he wanted to prevent you from getting involved aswell..

Surprisingly, he was infamous.

He had...simps somewhat.

And you remembered frequently reading smut and little headcanons about non fictional characters you simped for.. So you knew exactly what to do just pass the time waiting for what felt like forever..

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As you finished reading a headcanon post, you finally hopped onto some random smut oneshot you found...

And shit was it only not good, but the grammar was immaculate. It was confusing with how fancy the words were but you were enjoying it, burrowing your head into a piled up blanket before your phone.

With you nearing the end of it, you get interrupted with the screen turning green, vibrating with his nickname you set gets displayed.

"Seriously..?" You slid the button to the green call thing, answering it "Hi, love. Do you want me to prepare something again? I'm a little preoccupied..." Twirling a few strands of hair, only wanting to continue with what you were reading..

"..Yes ...infact, yourself." The voice overlapped, followed with you turned around slightly to see Koku holding his phone to his ear, standing infront of the bed.

Uh oh. ( ͡≖ ل͜ ͡≖)

Burrowing his head into the crook of your neck, followed with his hand on your waist sliding down to your inner thigh sensing his ridged breathe "... Someones a little too desperate..... Don't you think?" Fingers slipped down your undergarments, coming into contact with your lower lips.. "N..Hah- What...-"

Your hands pressed against his chest, trying to shove him away but you stopped abruptly with the side of his hand digging slightly into your folds as he pulled away from your neck hovering over you getting a good look at your current facial expression

"Well...wont you look at that?" His fingertips turned to face your core, slightly pressing it inside with your head lolling back grasping onto his arm "Such a desperate whore.."

Finally sliding it in entirely earning a little yelp from you followed with a back arching in euphoria, his fingers started to thrust slowly, "Hnngh– Ahn...Koku...ushi..." Your eyes squinted slightly from the painful pleasure when his pace started to speed up slowly..eventually climaxing around his fingers, with your walls tightening around him like crazy

Your knees slammed together, and your grip on his arm tightened "... I can't believe you came that much from just my fingers. You sucked in both of my fingers so tightly I thought it would've broken.." He pulled out, sliding your garments to the side before sliding your pants down... Gripping onto his length gently sliding it inside, it was surprisingly easy since you just climaxed too "Fuuck...nnnggh.."

He lifted your shirt up slightly, bringing your hand to your stomach basically pinning your hand onto it before his length finally filled you to the brim. You felt your tummy bulge, as your eyes widened

He started to thrust, but was faster this time. You felt the bulge everytime he rammed it inside of you as your soft moans got louder and louder

Your other hand pressed against your mouth, with your eyes rolling upwards and back arching in pleasure.

He leaned closer to your ear, teasing you with his low grunts and moans as your cheeks turned a bright red flustered

"Hnngh..Your so pretty when your vulnerable..." He whispered weakly, gritting his teeth as his grunts got louder and louder before cumming with a sharp plunge inside, you climaxed again moaning loudly with sweat dripping down your neck from the heat your back fell onto the mattress trembling even more than before with your core dripping with his cum. "We're not done yet.." He again, entered your cunt making your eyes snap open as his fingers slid inside of your anus starting another round.

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