#muzan imagine

[kalinysu]

𝐆𝐎 𝐀𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃. ⇀ Muzan x F!Reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Go ahead, darling.”

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

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

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

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

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[o3o-aya]

Yes!

I would really love to see reader admonishing Muzan for bloodying the house with the lower moons!

Reader: Seriously? You think this is funny, dirtying our home with your minions?!

HEHEHEHEH

You and your daughter were at a festival, having a great time.

And when you were ready to return you called for Nakime who teleported you to your husband.

You smiled happily and opened your mouth to speak before you paused.

You looked down at the bloodied platform, shielding your daughter away from it.

“Muzan Leslie Kibutsuji!” You shouted as Muzan quickly turned his head.

“Again?! You do this again?!” You yelled at him as your daughter giggled at the fact that her father was getting scolded.

“Y/N… You should still be at the festival…” Muzan said as he narrowed his eyes a bit.

“No! No you always do this! You make lower moons then you get rid of them!” You said as you set your daughter down.

“What if we have guests?!” You asked.

“We’re not having guests…” Muzan grumbled out.

“And what if we do?! What if our daughter brings back a nice demon slayer boy?! And this place is a mess?!” Okay maybe you said that to annoy him… But still!

“And is that my lipstick?!” You gasped out as you placed your hands on your hips.

“That’s it! We’re staying with my mother until you clean this up and learn how to ask!” You said as you grabbed your daughter.

“Nakime… If you please.” You said before hearing the bwing of the biwa.

Muzan watched as you and your daughter disappeared, a vein popping out of his forehead.

“That woman… She’s lucky I love her…” Muzan grumbled out as he changed back into his manly man form.

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[tonixe]

♱♱♱ "Beginning and the end" ♱♱♱

n.o.t.e.s - MUZAN LOOKS SO GOOD WHEN HE'S DERANGED, LIKE SLUT ME OUT!??!

w.a.r.n - smut, p in the v, creampie, raw dogging, unprotected intercourse.

p.a.i.r.i.n.g - Muzan x fem!reader

w.c. - 1.18k

The rain droplets over the roof. A storm was occurring; you sat beside Muzan in his sickly form. Dipping down a small towel in cold water and putting it on his forehead as you sat near him.

You were his fiancé to be soon married by him, but it couldn't be due to the state of his body. Your eyes couldn't help but produce tears from your eye, dripping down to your lap, as you stared at his miserable form. Feeling a cold hand brushing your cheek, "I hate it when you cry" Muzan muttered, you held his hand to your cheek as you tried to smile, but your lips faltered.

"I-i know," you whispered, looking at him, tears threatening to fall out, as you breathed in. "Just why do they have to be so cruel" your lips trembled, "Just why" you cried.

You took Muzan's hand off your cheek and gently placed it near the sides of his body. You looked at his him again, he was soon passed out, before you looked at the door opening up to one of the doctors assigned to Muzan.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. L/N," he said to you slightly bowing down to you, as you got up dusting off your kimono, you tilted your head at him and walked out of the room. Stepping down on the tatami floor, going outside, as the feeling of the cold dropping rain on your skin, staining your kimono, as you stepped backward underneath the roof.

Sitting down on the leveled floor, you back leaned on the pillar as you stared at the abyss of the sky. Your eyes soon closed as you slipped into slumber.

Before heard a loud thud on the ground, fully waking you as you ran almost tripping on the wet floor, as you quickly opened the door to Muzan's room, looking at him covered in blood standing for what you thought was the first time, his hand holding a butcher knife to the doctor head, that laid there collecting a pool of blood.

"M-muzan, what did you do" you whispered, covering your mouth in horror.

His mouth was still stained with a bright blue pigment on his lips, as he stood his ground without any help or distance at all. His pupil was formed like a cat and the color of crimson.

You stood there in silence before he dashed straight out you covering your mouth, as your eyes only stare at him with fear. You didn't know who he was anymore.

He looked at you straight through the eyes, your heavy breathing, making your heart pump faster. You looked at his nail that grew sharper than any sword you have seen before.

He soon took his hands off your mouth, cupping your cheeks, while tears threatened to slip out of your eyes, as you stared at him. Someone that once your lover, turns into a deranged animal right in front of you. You opened your mouth to say his name but were soon entrapped into a kiss with him.

Your pupils shake, from the sudden intimacy. Before closing your eyes leaning into the kiss.

Before he withdrew from our lips, staring into your own, as you looked at him bewildered by his appearance, "My precious, Y/N" He brushes your cheek, and his fingers brushed your lips.

"I'm no longer someone weak, not anymore" he whispered to you.

"M-muzan....you just murdered someone" You took his hand away from your face, as you backed away from his figure.

"Y/N, he was just a lowly doctor, who could do nothing but to bickered and give me nonsense creations of his medicine" he exclaimed, extending his hand to you.

You backed away more when he took a step away, your body melting with fear. "You're not someone who I used to love, your monster" you screamed out before dashing towards the door, before you could, muzan was right there.

His body leaning towards you, "Y/N, don't be like that" he spat, as he soon got annoyed by how you were acting.

"Get away from me" you lashed out.

You were too slow for a man not to catch up with you with his newfound abilities. He grabbed you, hid nails digging into you, as you winced in pain. "There is nothing to be afraid of," he said, trying to comfort you but you flinched away from his touch.

His eyebrows twitched, as he soon threw you down to the floor, and you yelped in pain.

You crawled away from him before getting pulled, his shadow creeping into yours. He kneels towards you. Before he looked at your figure on the ground as pieces of your kimono were off of your body, exposing your undergarments, "Muzan, please" you cried.

"Be gentle" you said.

His nails cut the thin pieces of fabric off your body, leaving your body bare. His eyes are hungrily staring at your naked body.

"Muzan, please promise me...if we do this, you'll stay with me " you begged, your lips trembling, you clasped his hand with your yours.

"From the beginning and end, my dear" he answered you with a kiss. He gently pried your legs open, his body between yours.

You closed your eyes, feeling his member sinking into your wall. As you registered the pain. You winced. His pace picked up, as he trusted you.

Every time he dragged himself out of you, plunging himself into you, you moaned in pain. Covering your hands to your eyes. His tempo frantic plunging into you, your body jolting from the tempo.

The pain simmering into pleasure, as he slides into you. As he held it down to your waist gripping it, his nail digging into drawing out blood.

"Shit" he groaned, as his animalistic thrust goes into you, pounding right into you. Your arms holding onto him, as he bit your collarbone, littering your body with love bites, the taste of blood going into his senses.

As his animalistic urges grew.

He dragged himself in and out of you repeatedly his pelvis brushed onto your own, and you moaned out. You felt a warm feeling growing in you, as you felt the core snap. A blow of heat washing through your body.

Your juices coating his dick, his thrust going in faster into you. Your breast jolts in the temp, bouncing with him.

The simple pleasure of making you hooked, feeling himself plunging himself into you. The room makes your body feel hot. You cocked your head away, releasing your arm from the grip.

His pace soon slowed down, and as his thrusts gets sloppier. His nail in denying further into your skin. Soon pouring himself into you, coating your walls white.

He groaned, his body leaning forward. Bruising your hip even more. You looked at his form through the tears on your thick lashes.

You're heavily breathing being heard, as you covered your sweating face.

Before he pulled out of your tired figure, you stare at him with sleepy eyes, "You did well, Y/N" he said, brushing the excess hair off of your forehead.

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[married-to-google-translater]

Hii! Can i pls request maybe a muzan x reader where reader has magic hair just like rapunzel so hes protective over her?

Muzan Kibutsuji

This would be the reason why Muzan would fall in love with you.

You were somehow different.

He would like to study your genes.

And he would certainly like to develop the same characteristic for himself.

Because Muza's ego really can't stand that a person is somehow better than him.

How dare you?

So now Muza's hair also glows in the dark when he sings…

If you laugh, you die.

He'll probably look into your genes to find out what's causing this.

Muzan would also like to know if this could be a way to achieve solar immunity.

He's disappointed when it doesn't work.

And yes Muzan is overprotective of you.

You really know too much…

And Muzan doesn't want the Demon Slayer corp to get a free healer.

The only reason you're not dead is that Muza just happens to like you.

Maybe you're good company.

You will spend a lot of time with Muzan.

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[dahliamalfoy97]

NEEDY - Muzan

MuzanxReader

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

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

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

You were feeling Needy.

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

Feeling needier than ever.

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

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

You knocked softly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I can never forget you, Sweetheart."

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

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

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

Your core fluttered at his degrading words.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Daddy," you whimper, "again."

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

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

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

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

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

"Muzan-"

SMACK!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“DADDY,” you whine.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“That’s it, make a mess for me.”

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

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

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

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

[its-freaking-jordan]

My Muzan Hc’s!

If you were dating <3 Muzan x reader

First off I like to say he’s a VERY busy man, he doesn’t have time to show you any affection at all.

He won't be the first to confess first, you'll have to man/women up and break it down to him.

He would say he doesn't have the time for any romance stuff, which is true but he would make a TINY acceptation for you.

If you're a human he would offer for you to become a demon after a few days.

If you accept then, kiss the sun goodbye. You're not able to leave at all, you're only helping him with his "experiments"

If you didn't accept his offer, he is upset for a while but soon comes to live with it.

Do expect him to run some test on you though, like blood samples, ect.

There are rules when it comes to Muzan and his work.

Do NOT and I mean this, don't bother him when he's working, unless he asks for you to assist him.

Do not attempt to go to his Upper/Lower Moon meetings, in the end one of those Demons heard is in his hand with alot of blood everywhere.

He would ask if you can look for The Blue Spider Lily because you can walk out in the sun and, he can't.

If you end up finding the Spider Lily, expect some praising from Muzan himself. Yep, the man will give you praises, but only a little don't expect a-lot.

Now if you can't, have fun with a extremely pissed Demon King. (His mood would be like Anger from Inside out.) Man that's new something you would have to deal with.

For the final battle with the Demon Slayers, I feel as if he wouldn't care much for you. All he is focused on is killing Tanjiro and the others.

He will tell you "Don't get yourself caught, and do NOT be careless." Tho I feel thats him telling you to be safe.

If you end up getting caught, best believe he is going to save you, then scold you for being careless while fighting the slayers off.

Back to the main thingy; He's a bit touch starve, trust me. Just don't show him affection when he's out working, he prefer's it when you're both alone.

He's like a stressed out single father, who's had no breaks from their kids at all. Speaking of stress, when he's stressed out he would appreciate if talk with him about his day, just some small talk would help him.

Please give this main some praise ^^ he most definitely needs it to boost his ego higher than before.

#kny #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #kny muzan #muzan x you #muzan x reader #muzan fluff #muzan imagine #demon slayer muzan #muzan #muzan kibutsuji #gender neutral reader #male reader #reader insert #demon slayer x reader #female reader #kny x reader #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #anime #demon slayer x you #kny fluff #kny smut #muzan x y/n #upper moons

[d3wdropz]

Muzan Kibutsuji ~ Drabble

A/N: I'm kind of tired but I wanted to push this little thing out cause this manz is on my mind

This is my first post that's not horny- so plz be gentle

Synopsis: Muzan's experimenting with different chemicals and plant life, Y/n is bored

Content Warning: SFW, gender neutral!reader, demon!reader, canon!muzan, fluff, (as fluffy as this man can be)

This very cool banner was created by @path2venus !

Complete silence, boring, lifeless silence. It's what Muzan preferred, allowing him the chance to focus on his research. He was content in tinkering with different botanicals, writing down any new findings, and testing out new theories.

One could say that this was his favorite activity, even with the clumsy demon behind him breaking another vile.

Muzan didn't flinch at the sound of glass shattering, it's become a common noise over the past hundred years. There was once a time when he would fly into a cold rage over it, but it only ended with more broken materials. Not to mention you were left crying and uspet with him after.

Letting out a sigh, he turned his head and looked at your fallen body on the ground. In front of you, just a little too far from your outstretched hands, was the broken vile. The tension in his brows lessened when he saw that it was empty.

"Thankfully, you didn't break something of value," he spoke, mostly to himself. He then turned back to his notebook, readying his pen once again.

Behind him, you huffed and sat up, shaking your hands to rid them of any last bits of glass. You were so bored! These moments of silence and thought brought you little entertainment after so many years. You used to read books while Muzan worked, but after so long you've run out of literature.

About two decades ago you started finding more interest in leaving Muzan to experiment on his own. While you left, he was quiet and focused on his table of instruments. To your surprise, though, when you came back to the infinity castle, Muzan greeted you with a sharp glare and strong grip on your jaw, forcing eye contact.

He scolded you for leaving, questioned if you found him so disinteresting that you'd seek fun elsewhere. It didn't take long for you to realize why he was so upset: this silence was his relaxation time, and he'd grown used to you being there.

Muzan is not an affectionate man by any means. But in his own weird way, he shows you he cares. One example being right now, him being relaxed around someone- something that's more rare than the blue spider lily he's searching for.

So, with little complaint, you always join him in this downtime. You've just found more ways to make it fun.

"Muzan," you pout out the word, lounging on the comfortable, crimson chair across from him. "You know I really do enjoy this time we spend together, but- and in no offense to you, my love- I'm growing bored."

Before you could even finish your sentence, Muzan's intense, ruby eyes darted up to look you. He was waiting for you to continue, silently warning you to choose your next words wisely less you get a swift, nonlethal cleave to your appendages.

Closing your eyes, you leaned against your palm, "I adore spending time with you, really. But I need to do something, too. You won't let me help you after the last time," a shiver runs down your spine as you remember the terrifying lecture you received after it, "so if you don't want me to keep pestering you and wrecking your things, give me something. Anything at this point."

His glare softened before he shut his eyes and took in a deep breath, exhaling through his nose to calm himself down, "Fine, come over here and watch," his eyes shot open again, deep and serious, boring into you, "but if you so much as touch a pen without my permission, I'll cut off your head just as I did before and leave you to deal with the aftermath yourself."

A soft smile spread across your face as you skipped over to his side, wrapping your arms around his own, careful to not touch the tweezers in his hand. With a sigh of content, you nuzzled your face into his shoulder.

"See? This is all I wanted, Muzan, some care and attention," you beamed up at him before looking to the plants layed out before him.

Without tearing his eyes from the beaker and plants in his hands, he hummed, very gently leaning his head against your own. "You're lucky I find your company enjoyable," he mumbled.

You ran your hand up and down his arm, feeling the silk of his sleeve, "I love you too."

#kny x reader #kny #kimetsu no yaiba #muzan kibutsuji #muzan x reader #kny muzan #demon slayer muzan #muzan x y/n #muzan imagine #demon slayer #muzan fluff #muzan x you #i tried #in character #hopefully

[marshmellowzz]

can i req a short scenario of muzan with a wife!reader (human or demon, it's up to you!) where they are just..so madly in love it's embarrassing for everyone else in the room (like the upper moons can't help but cringe at how in-love they are)? i've always found this idea funny lol

Like Lovesick Puppies

A/N- Hi anon, im sorry for the wait! Thank you for requesting, I had so much fun writing this short scenario, and I hope you like it!

The uppermoon meetings held a certain unprofessionalism— Mostly due to Douma’s incessant joking around, and the snide remarks that were thrown around without a second thought.

Muzan pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation. He should have dismantled the uppermoons long ago— dealing with their childish dramatics and continuous failures to find the single flower he had been searching for was becoming too much to bare.

‘Remember, Muzan, you need them.’ Was a thought that repeated in his mind continuously, like a mantra.

As much as Muzan hated to admit it. The uppermoons were a great advantage to his side. They truly were his sole magnum opus.

His grip tightened on the flask he held, a slight crack appeared under the pressure of Muzan’s grip.

“Dearest, are you alright?” He paused at the sound of such a sweet, melodious voice that he recognized to be yours.

He inhaled.

He exhaled.

“No.” He admitted, he was not the type to beat around the bush, after all.

Before you could speak up, he continued.

“It’s been multiple decades—and these fools have done nothing of what I asked.” His voice lowered threateningly, the fortress trembling under the controlled vexation of his voice.

At this point, the Uppermoons had all silenced themselves—if not from instinct, then from the fear of getting punished by their Lord.

“I want the Ubuyashiki family dead—Yet, even that is too much to ask for, apparently.” Muzan spat, venom and sarcasm lacing his words. The flask completely shattered under Muzan’s grasp, and a prominent vein bulged out of his forehead.

He shot you a glance, observing your patient expression.

His attention was directed to you, now.

“I understand,” you simply said, hoping he’d calm down.

He shook off the broken remainders of flask onto his desk, any freshly made cuts healing instantaneously. He head towards you—grabbing your arm in a vice grip.

You winced, trying to hold your silence—you knew better than to question your husbands antics.

“You always understand me, don’t you?” His voice in a hushed tone, which was uncharacteristic for him.

His grip on your arm loosened, he nestled his nose into the crook of your neck, feeling the slow—yet shaky rise of your chest.

“I love you,” you whispered.

He hummed in approval.

“How much do you love me, hm?” He challenged, his hands beginning to wander, both finding a place onto your waist.

“More than all the stars in the sky,”

Gyutaro almost gagged,

Daki stared at her kin in horror, what the fuck is going on? written all over her face.

The languid strums of a biwa had soon filled the fortress, and Muzan had begun to sway you side to side.

He placed a small kiss on your nose, your giggles reverberating around the fortress along with the strums of the instrument.

“Would you die for me?” Muzan inquired, his hands fastened into your hips and waist.

“Yes,” was all you replied with.

Muzan hummed, revelling in this newfound information.

“You always know how to satisfy me, don’t you, dearest?” Muzan sighed, he had not a care in the world that his subordinates had first class seats to him and his wife’s love-fest.

He loves when you try soothing his frustrations,

He loves how you obediently do as he says,

He loves how you tell him what he wants to hear,

He loves you.

He’d never say it outloud, though.

“I am infatuated with you.” Muzan finally uttered, and even you found yourself feeling surprised. That was as close to an “I love you” as you’ll get.

Akaza nearly shriveled up and died right there, he looked around to observe the others—for once, he hoped he was not the only one seeing this at the moment.

Douma looked as carefree as ever, however, he was eerily quiet as he watched Muzan cradle you steadily.

“What the hell is going on?…” Gyokko poked a head out of his vase, watching the scene before him unravel. “Why are they doing that?...” He gestured towards you and Muzan, gazing into each others eyes like lovesick puppies.

“Gyokko.” Muzan started.

“Yes.”

“Shut up.”

“Oh, ok, of course, sorry.”

Ignoring Gyokko, Akaza glanced at Kokushibo, his usual indifferent expression visible—He wasn’t sure how Kokushibo could endure this torture, that took another kind of strength.

Perhaps that was why he was Uppermoon One.

“Muzan-sama…Are we…Dismissed?” Kokushibo spoke up, he clearly desired to leave, and to never speak of this again—nevermind, it seems that the amount of love between you and Muzan was too powerful for even Kokushibo to endure.

Akaza couldn’t help but humor the situation slightly.

“Get out of my sight.” Muzan spoke once again, finally giving them permission to leave.

For the first time, Akaza felt thankful towards Kokushibo, and his respect grew a tad bit more.

The whole ordeal also seemed to shut Douma up, so perhaps it wasn’t that bad.

They had all left without incident, and you and Muzan continued to embrace each other until Muzan was satisfied.

Nakime wanted to gouge her eyes out, but she stayed resilient, and continued to strum her biwa wordlessly.

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[hauntedfoxhut]

DEMON SLAYER HEADCANON

Muzan falling for a human

Female!reader

-He saw you in that pretty Blue dress 🩵

-He decided to take a walk around the city, the yellow lights, the people, the smell of food ( and human flesh ) on the air, he even gave a small smile to the world around him, he felt like he was alive, just for a couple of seconds but he smiled

-But that girl… is that… oh it’s you! That blue dress with a black haori looks amazing on you, and Muzan just could stare at you, he analyzed you, from your simple slippers to your glowing hair, his dead heart even skipped a couple of beats

- The world around him stopped, he kept starring and you, but now he’s walking, getting closer…

- and closer…

- and even more closer, but when you least expected, he touched your shoulder, gently and soft

- But your eyes, those eyes hypnotized him…

- “Sir, are you alright? Do you need something?” You said, but he just ??? BLUSHED??? He couldn’t believe that he was turning red…

-“I’m sorry, but, are you single? Because I would love to take you out…” he sounded honest and calm, even with that brilliant red cheeks

- and of course you said yes, how could you resist it, he looked so cute!

- He took you out to eat at the most expensive restaurant he knew, he treated you like a goddess, when he had to say goodbye he didn’t believed it, he just found the love of his life…

- and he can’t loose you…

#haunted fox hut #muzan headcanons #muzan kibutsuji #muzan imagine #headcanon #demon slayer kimetsu no yaiba #headcanon demon slayer #demon slayer headcanons #demon slayer #demon slayer oni #demon slayer muzan #kimetsu no yaiba muzan #muzan x reader #muzan jackson #my wriitng #my writing

[cupidop]

You are mine.

Muzan Kibutsuji KNY

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TW: muzanxfemreader, vaginal teasing, pet names, oral mentioned, teasing, sorta nsfw? (I'm still new to this, I do appreciate tips)

| It takes place in The Entertainment District Arc. You are one of the entertainers, and as you make it home after a long shift, a man greets you on your balcony|

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You heavily sigh as you are packing up your things, a few men pass you. "I've seen your performance, the Tokito house is lucky to have you." A man complimented you. "Why don't you come back to my place, I'm sure your pretty tired, I can surely relax you." Another asked. "Thank you gentlemen, I'm flattered, really, but I have a boyfriend and I'm not ready to give this job up." You smile. They'd frown and continue their walk. You hop off of where you perform and make your way to the house, but your shoulder brushes up against someone. A tall man with black curly hair. He seems to be wearing a suit with a fedora on. You quickly turn around to see no one there. "I thought-..I must be really tired." You continue your path. As a performer, you lived with other ladies, and the owner is in charge of all of your performances and what goes on in the house. The Oiran is like the queen of the house. You level up in the house depending on how refined your skills were. Koinatsu was your oiran. She was a kind person. As your all greeted by the ladies and you head in your room, you sit with a loud exhale. Your feet hurt. You sit infront a small mirror wiping makeup off, your true beauty reveals itself. The pins in your hair are taken out, and you change into something more comfy. It was hot outside, so clothing that was thin was perfect. You wrap around a yukata around your shaped body, the silk felt like heaven on your dainty skin.

"My, my, I never knew how elegant you are, even when you are just changing." A voice lingers into your room. The lights outside have disappeared, but your room was still bright. Your head turn to your balcony doors, they were open, and a man stands there. His tap tipped over his eyes, it was the same man your accidentally bumped into. You quickly stand up. "You cannot be here! Leave at once." You demand. "How rude, speaking to someone who has great power like that." His hat tips up revealing his face. He was pale with crimson eyes. You couldn't help but blush from the sight. He stepped closer and you step back. "Your ways of making men slobber over you really makes me aroused." His voice was deep, but formal. You quickly grab a pin from your dresser, holding it up as if it was a knife. The man frowned, he was gone in the blink of an eye and right in front of you gripping your wrist that held the pin. His eyes gazed into yours with a terrifying expression. "My dear, I don't think you know who I am, my name is Muzan Kibutsuji, the demon king." He'd growl. Your eyes widened in realization. You were only warned by your boyfriend about him. He is a deadly man who has killed thousands, no, millions of lives. You start to shake, this was it for you. "Look at you so helpless like a little animal who was finally caught by its predator." An evil smirk planted on his face. "It makes me feral." As he spoke, you couldn't help but form tears in your eyes, you wanted to break down on the floor.

A hand cups your cheek, but before you could react, his other hand pushes you to the ground, making him pin you. A small whimper leaves your mouth with a gasp, but you weren't the only one surprised. Muzan's breathing became slightly heavy, it seems you were turning him on. As his hand, that cups your cheek, travels down to your inner thigh. You slam your thrighs together, but something stops them. His thigh was between yours. "No no, my little bunny." He'd chuckle. His thigh caresses against yours, as his knee moves up to the main part of your panties. "Please, get off of me!" You beg. Muzan's eyes narrows at yours. His head leans in towards your ear as he whispers, "I don't think I will." His knee shuffles closer to your cunt, as it brushes up against your panties. A small squeak leaves your mouth. His head lifts and his lips gets closer to yours. You could feel his hot breath, it was, irresistible. His mouth passionately plants onto yours, yours eyes get bigger by the moment, but then more relaxed until they closed. He was such a good kisser, you feel your body sucumb to him. You knew it was wrong but you didn't want to stop.

His tounge slips into your mouth, a light moan from you rests on his lips. His knee backs away and his fingers taps the base of your panties. You can feel your cunt start to become wet. As he's fiercely kissing you, a finger slips into the panties, now touching your clit. You'd gasp as a arm wraps around his back. "Hush sweet doll, your friends will hear us." He'd moan into your mouth. Hearing your delightful whimpers makes him want you even more. As he rubs around your bud, the hand starts to slip the panty off, then makes it way back to your drenched cunt. His fingers dance around your vulva, before his lips leave yours, a trail of saliva connects to your mouth.

NOTE - Hello thank you for reading all of it, I am sorta new to this thing, I love to write/type books, even the silly parts 🤭. Anyways, I took great inspiration from someone named muzansfangs, YOU SHOULD TOTALLY GO CHECK THEM OUT! I'm thinking of making a part two if maybe enough people recognize it?? (ART ISN'T MINE) ☆⌒(＞。≪)

#demon slayer #muzan x y/n #fem reader #suma kny #smutish #so silly #muzan imagine #i love smut #going to hell #demon slayer muzan

[mikasa-imadebiscults]

Then, here i go! hope it's doable

Opposites attract trope, where Muzan falls for deer centaur! reader (or satyr, whichever you feel more comfortable) with nature powers

he flees from the final battle to a forest as the morning light approaches. He becomes aware of a presence there, but it isn't human nor demon, so it throws him off.

when this presence approaches him, he sees what he hadn't known existed even though he's lived for a very long time or thought of it as make believe: A being from The Land Of The Fae.

reader is shy but kind, offering to heal him since those big scars looked like they were hurting him, and he's coughing up blood. He lets them heal him, but both began seeing the other is very attractive, and a form of sexual tension rises within both. in other words, both conclude they need each other. (I hope im not asking too muchfkgndkfndfnf)

(I really hope you like this, I did some research and it was hard to find info, some stuff about satyr’s might be not true idk how trustworthy those websites were. How satyr’s use the healing ability I have no clue so I just made it up)

An Unfamiliar Creature

Muzan Kibutsuji x GN! Satyr! Reader

(Warning: Manga spoilers, swearing, blood, sexual tension, mentions of alcohol and alcohol consumption)

About the reader: They’re a Satyr, they can run at superhuman speeds, sense nature magic and the emotions of demigods and mortals. The reader looks human but has horns (let’s say that another creature casted a spell on them causing them to look more like a human)

..

Those flies just kept on coming they’re frustrating and annoying to deal with but unfortunately for Muzan they have gotten strong, a little bit too strong. Death, the thing that scared Muzan the most is so so close. Muzan was running and running as fast as he can, cursing at those damn demon slayers in his head.

He ran into a unfamiliar forest, it was far away from where he had just battled. Muzan was deep in the forest, looking around and was thinking about what to do next, until he sensed a unfamiliar being.

“What the hell.” That was the only words Muzan could process, what he sensed wasn’t a human but also wasn’t a demon either.

As the figure approached him he began to be even more puzzled. The figure was standing in front of him now, he was speechless. Out of all the years he lived, not once did he ever encounter a creature like this.

The figure didn’t look threatening, it was avoiding eye-contact and seemed to be nervous, Muzan assumed that the creature was a shy being.

“I see, I can’t sense your emotions so it seems you’re not a demigod or a mortal, but I’ve seen a few of your kind around here before.” The creature spoke, fiddling with the edge of their shirt.

Muzan opened his mouth to speak but only to be interrupted by his own coughing, blood dripping from his mouth spilling onto the ground. He fell down on his knees with his hands on the ground. The creature walked up to him and kneeled down.

“My name is Y/N, let me heal you. Those scars look terribly painful.”

Muzan only nodded his head, he puts all his tentacles back inside himself, giving you the permission you needed. You put your hands on his shoulders and began healing him. All the pain and suffering Muzan was going through due to the poison that was running through his body was now gone, including the scars from Yoriichi.

“Alright you’re all healed, would you like to go to my place? But o-only if you want to.” You asked nervously while getting up from the ground.

“Sure.” Muzan said, following you when you began walking to your house. As he kept looking at you, the more interested he became. He wanted to know more about you, what you do, and who you are.

After walking for a little bit you arrive at your destination, welcoming Muzan into your home.

“Would you like some alcohol?” You said as you went into the kitchen.

“That would be nice.” Muzan said looking into the pantry full of alcohol.

“I can tell you like alcohol a lot.” He said attempting to spark a deeper conversation with you.

“Well I’m a Satyr and Satyr will lose a lot of energy and will die if they don’t drink at least 8 ounces of alcohol. So I keep a lot in stock.”

“Ah..” Muzan said. He almost got lost in your voice, you sounded nervous but it still sounded very peaceful to him.

“So do you fight? If so how?” He said trying to get you to talk more.

“Satyr’s often like to outnumber their opponents, one of them plays the panpipe to activate their magic. While half shoots at the enemy then the other half moves to a new position out of their targets field of view and hide.”

“Very interesting.” Muzan says.

You gave him a small glass of alcohol and he grabs the cup to drink it. You kept looking at him and started to find him very attractive. You started to get in the mood for him and little did you know that he felt the same.

At this point both of you began to feel the sexual tension in the air. Muzan started to smirk and said-

“I think I’ve found myself a new partner, don’t you think?”

..

(Sorry it took so long to complete, I was procrastinating, I hope I did a decent job writing this)

Masterlist

#kny scenarios #demon slayer #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer x y/n #muzan kibutsuji #kimetsu no yaiba muzan #kny muzan #muzan x reader #muzan x y/n #muzan smut #muzan imagine #demon slayer muzan

[kalinysu]

Muzan with wife reader who failed a mission and is trying to avoid him after he yelled at her? extra fluff pls

𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐘. - Muzan x F!Reader

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: None/Small angst. (?)

𝐍𝗼𝐭𝐞𝐬: LAST thing i’ll write Muzan for a while. 😭

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You had been avoiding Muzan for days. At first, he didn’t take the time to realize as he had been far too busy with other things to pay your obvious distancing any mind. He also never thought of you being upset with him for something that he did so often. Yelling? He’s yelled at practically everyone.

But you, you were his wife. That was the first time he had yelled at you, and you thought that he would treat you differently because you were his wife. But he yelled and got really angry with you, just like every other demon. It hurt you, more than he realized. And the fact that the two of you hadn’t talked in days and he didn’t notice, or rather didn’t care that something was up hurt even more.

You had been cooped up in your room for a while, and nobody had ever checked up on you or anything at all, not even your own husband.

Not that you expected it, everyone had been busy with the demon slayers and such. But still, he was your husband, and he had to have even a little free time at some point. You were sulking in bed, losing track of time, until finally, someone had opened your door.

“Get up, do something productive, like finding me that flower.”

Your husbands deep voice rang out as he rummaged through your drawing and took something before leaving without another word. The fact that he was now telling you only to find the flower stung. He most likely thought you were incapable of doing anything else.

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Days had gone by now, you had nothing, and it seemed Muzan was only growing more and more irritated as time went by. You had lost all hope of him ever coming to see you for even a split second of affection.

You were outside, somewhere. An unknown location, simply sitting on a hill in the moonlight. The flowers were pretty, but you couldn’t take the time to admire them. You were far too lost in your thoughts. You didn’t care for the flowers if they weren’t the one Muzan wanted.

Suddenly, you noticed someone sit down beside you.

Your husband.

Neither of you spoke, even though you really wanted to. It wasn’t an awkward silence, the two of you just knew it wasn’t the right time to talk. Well, you knew. Muzan didn’t talk because he didn’t want to or feel like it. He’s always been like that. He rarely showed affection through his words, but you didn’t mind to much, especially not anymore. You had grown used to the small gestures of affection from a while ago, but now you were convinced they had stopped.

“.. My lord if.. If i’ve done something to offend you—“ You started, not looking at him as you spoke.

“You’ve been distant.”

You looked up at him. He wasn’t looking at you, not avoiding, but simply looking across the hills. “You haven’t spoke to me in so long.. You have only uttered few words but those were orders, and weren’t frequent either.” You said, hugging your knees.

“Am I supposed to come to you? What happened to you coming to me?”

Your husband said. It sounded cold, but you knew that wasn’t his intention. You usually always came to him, showing affection and in return receiving affection back. He was right, you never went to him anymore. But..

“It seems you’ve been mad at me..”

“I was mad, but that’s no reason not to come to me. I’ve been irritable lately with all these nuisances.”

“But if your irritated.. you don’t have to take your anger out o..” You trailed off, going silent before you could even finish your sentence as you noticed him glaring at you. Looking away uncomfortably you mumbled slightly. “..Nevermind— I.. It’s fine but—“

“Sorry.”

You blinked a few times, wondering if you were hearing things. You looked back at him. “Hu—“

“I don’t like repeating myself.”

You went quiet.

“Your supposed to say you forgive me.”

“Right!!— I forgive you.” You said, still a little shocked he had actually apologized. You’d never heard that word come out of his mouth before, unless he was mocking someone but that was different.

“—‘My lord’?”

“—My lord.” You added, a small smile playing on your lips at the reminder. You leaned against his shoulder slightly, and in return, he placed a hand on your waist.

“Don’t avoid me like that again.”

His hand came up to your shoulder, pulling you closer to him, before he leaned down and placed a kiss on your head. When was the last time you had kissed him. You looked up at him.

“No.”

“No? No to what?” You said, with a fake innocence, before quickly giving him a peck on the lips before he could speak.

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

[o3o-aya]

Hiii! I haven’t seen this scenario yet before for Muzan so what about Muzan with an s/o who refuses to take medicine when they’re sick.

I’m making it short and sweet 🥹🫶

“Take it.”

“No! It’s gross just like your hat.” You replied to him as you looked away and rolled your eyes.

Muzan’s eyes twitched in annoyance as he looked at you.

How were you going to get better if you didn’t take the medicine?!

Muzan sighed before he looked at your pouting face, he was sick once.

He was sick, he took all the medicine he could.

And here you were, refusing to take it.

He needed you to get better!

You started out a fake wife, someone to help him cover and hide from the demon slayers.

But…

He couldn’t help but fall for you.

Your smile was perfect, everything about you.

From to your laugh to the silly way you walked.

And he couldn’t just… Lose you…

“Take it.” Muzan said to her as he stroked your hair,

You couldn’t resist when he did that, looking up at him before you opened your mouth.

He let out a sigh before he placed the medicine in your mouth.

“Swallow.” He commanded as he narrowed his eyes at you.

You slowly swallowed before he forced your mouth open and placed his thumb in your mouth.

“You swallowed… Good.” He muttered.

You knew what you were doing when you got better…

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

[yandereaffections]

Demon Slayer Masterlist

Muzan

S/o who like to climb on him

Demon slayer S/o hunting him down

Falling for a member of Tanjiros family

Random HC

Hunted down

Zenitsu

Cheerleader like S/o

S/o who loves affection

S/o see him as weak and cowardly

Tanjiro

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

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

S/o whos cold until they get plants

Petnames

Kidnapped S/o going on a hunger strike

Singing/ playing a instrument around him

Helping S/o recover from a food allergy incident 

Sneaking out of the house to get him a present

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

Cold and cruel S/o whos actually just incredibly cautious

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

Kidnapped S/o making compromises

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

Jealousy HC

S/o who thinks they arent pretty enough for him

Demon therapist s/o

S/o hates and constantly fights against him

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

Kidnapped S/o bakes as a form of stress relieve 

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

S/os rival having feeling for them

s/o who works as a family lawyer/advocate

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

Darling avoiding introducing him to their unkind family

Real haunted house

Drider au

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

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

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

Saving him from torture

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

Accidently falling asleep before their valentines plans 

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

S/o whos too kind/giving

S/o tends to wander off constantly

Oblivious reader using dating apps 

S/o breaking a bone while out with their friends

Yandere Alphabet N,D,F,H,Y

Villain prompt 

Werewolf reader challenges him to be leader of the pack

Shinobu Kocho

So incorporates drawing/painting into their swordsmanship 

Giyuu

Running away to lead him to a surprise party

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

S/o who always wants to help others

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

Plant lover S/o avoiding him in their greenhouse

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Enmu

Headcannons

Muzan

Most taboo kink/ Exhibitionism & Dubcon NS FW TW

Tanjiro

Imprisonment & Bondage NS FW TW

#that gif is such a power move omg #i havent gotten to him yet #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer imagine #yandere demon slayer #muzan x y/n #yandere muzan #muzan imagine #tanjiro x reader #tanjiro imagine #yandere tanjiro #zenitsu x reader #zenitsu imagine #yandere zenitsu #giyuu x reader #giyuu imagine #yandere giyuu #YANDEREAFFECTIONS GOLDEN MASTERLIST #last updated 3/3/23 #Last updated 4/24/23

[married-to-google-translater]

male!reader x muzan, reader helps Muzan with finding a cure to the "sun" problem. (reader is a demon)

Muzan Kibutsuji

You and Muzan had been together for hundreds of years.

You were Muza's favorite demon.

Even if you weren't upper moon.

However, you were one of the first demons.

And you had been loyal to Muzan from the beginning.

This is why Muza likes you.

And you were often quite useful too.

Although information about the blue spider lily is really hard to find.

Two demons search faster than one.

Muzan would often get frustrated when no one could find more information for him.

He wouldn't get so frustrated with you though.

This would be a bonus as Muzan's partner.

However, you wouldn't find anything.

That flower probably invented trolling XD

Or so…

A flower that can make demons walk in the sun but only grows during the day.

Even Muzan couldn't come up with something this sadistic XD.

However, if you ever find something interesting.

Muzan would be happy.

He knew it was the right decision to choose you as his partner….

And he would definitely kill someone when he hears how annoying that flower is

#demon slayer #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer x you #kny x reader #kny #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #kny imagines #kny headcanons #demon slayer headcanons #demon slayer imagines #muzan x reader #kny muzan #muzan kibutsuji #muzan kibutsuji x reader #kimetsu no yaiba x you #kny x you #muzan #muzan imagine #muzan headcanons

[strawb3rrystar]

Needy

Pairing(s): Muzan Kibutsuji x AFAB! Reader

Warnings: Creampie, Reader sorta acts like a child but is of age, Marking, Mentions Masturbation /w toys+fingers, Dry humping, Riding, Spanking, Overstimulation, Dom!Muzan/Sub!Reader

Word count:900+

Your husband wasn't always around, most of the time he was away due to work-related things. You knew Muzan was a demon, yet you didn't care. You loved him, his charm, his eyes, and the rare smile that only you could see.

So what were you to do with yourself when your dear husband was away? Be frustrated, of course.

Your fingers weren't long enough to reach the same spots he could. The vibrator you stuffed into your cunt on the highest setting, couldn't make you reach the intense high you were accustomed to .

Now you standing outside of his office door, where he was working. Your thighs pressed together as you thought of a less embarrassing way to say you were horny. Eventually, you took a deep breath and walked into his office.

“Muzan-“ You whine, tugging on his sleeve.

"Mh?" He turns towards the source of the whining and looks to see his lover, tugging on his sleeve. Your eyes filled with love and adoration for him. Even though he's your husband, he loves that you still get flustered over the things he does. "What do you want, my love...?"

“I have that feeling again” You puff your cheeks out of embarrassment, pressing your thighs together again. Muzan chuckles slightly, smiling a bit. It was so cute... how you felt embarrassed, because of your 'feelings'.

"You know, you shouldn't feel embarrassed, darling." He takes your smaller hand and kisses it gently.

"We're married. Don't be afraid." He chuckles a bit more, shaking his head slightly, before looking you in the eyes. "How about I take care of that for you?"

“Yes, please!” Muzan smiles warmly, before placing his free hand on your thigh, rubbing it lovingly, as he softly bites your neck, suckling on it.

"There... does that feel good?" You let out a soft moan.

“Mhm, more please” Muzan smiled widely, showing off his fangs, as the tent in his pants was obvious.

"As you wish, my love..." He licked his lips, before giving your shoulder a kiss, then he gave it a hard bite. You lightly squeal, your face flushing more.

"Heh... I love the sounds you make..." He smiles, kitten licking the blood off your shoulder. He didn't expect you to sound so adorable, but nonetheless... it was an adorable sound.

"Did you like that..?" He chuckles, giving your lips a tender kiss.

"Y-yes... can I sit on your lap?" You ask sheepishly. The thought of you sitting on his lap sent shivers down his body.

"Your wish is my command.." You had no idea what he had in store for you... but you would soon find out.

"C'mere..." Muzan lifts you up, before placing you on his lap, his arms around your waist.

"How is this, my dear...?" You wrapped your arms around his neck

"It's perfect," his hands squeeze your waist, bringing you down to grind on him. You stuff your face into his neck, softly whimpering.

"Does my needy little wife like grinding on my cock?" You let out a strained whine in response, your clothed cunt rubbing desperately against his bludge. You didn't wear traditional clothing in the comfort of your own home, so all you were wearing was a chest covering and very tight shorts. The special ones that show off the shape of your pussy.

"Muzan... I-I'm close," he grips your ass, halting your movement.

"Take off your shorts," was all he said, reaching to undo his pants. You make quick work of your shorts, then quickly climb back on him. You let out a quiet moan when he rubs your clit with his cock.

"Do you want to be stuffed full with my cock, baby?" You frantically nod your head, grabbing onto his dress shirt.

"I need you to speak, love." A harsh slap was earned to your bare ass, making you gasp.

"Please, I need your cock inside me!" He chuckles, rubbing the flushed tip against your dripping hole.

"Mh- please fill me with your cum, make me full!" You felt his cock push into your entrance. A loud moan escaped your lips and he slapped your ass again.

"Be patient, slut." He continued to slide his cock into your gummy walls. After he bottomed out, another slap to your ass was given.

"Go on, ride my cock like a good little wife." You cling onto his shoulders, starting to bounce on his cock. Yet, you couldn't keep a consistent pace. You whine in frustration again, while he leaned back and watched. Not even bothering to grab your hips to steady yourself.

"Aw, is it too much for you?" He mocked, slapping your ass again.

"Yes... please, help me" He firmly grabs your hips, slamming you down on his cock. You throw your head back, moaning loudly. He repeatedly slams you on his cock, your orgasm approaching quickly.

"Fuck! Muzan, I'm so close!" He grins, kissing your neck again.

"Go on, baby. Coat my cock in your juices" Your eyes roll back when he says this. Your walls spasm around him as you squirt. His movements didn't falter for a second, chasing his own release.

"Ah! It's too much, too much!" Tears of overstimulation stain your cheeks. Eventually, after twenty long minutes, he finally fills your womb with his cum.

"You did so good, baby." He gently kisses your cheek, lifting you off his cock. His cum dripped out of your abused hole, he watched it slowly leak out. You collapsed in his arms, losing consciousness.

He cleaned you up and tucked you into bed. He may be a demon, but he's still a good husband.

-> I don't know why I wrote this

I don't even like Muzan

#☆strawb3rrystar writes #☆demon slayer #demon slayer x reader #muzan x y/n #demon slayer muzan #muzan imagine #kny x you