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Muzan Kibutsuji, Kokushibo, Douma, Akaza x Fem! Reader.

Warnings: Blood, smut, sexual themes, oral sex; female receiving, oral sex during period, face sitting, mentions about fingering, drinking blood, eating human flesh.

Summary: Headcanons on the upper three and Muzan helping a marechi s/o through her period while keeping their stomachs full.

W/C: 2.5k+

In the time you’d been together, he had yet to smell your blood, it was hard enough to be placed in the situation when he always made sure you weren’t injured whenever he was around, and as such a high-ranking demon, he lacked the privilege to spend as much time with you as wanted, so the timings hadn’t lined properly for him to be present during your period either, but when they finally did without you being aware of your unique type of blood, to say the least, neither of you were ready.

Muzan Kibutsuji

Takes full advantage of the situation.

Has to take a step back to steady himself the first time he smells you.

Is initially worried you’re injured at first.

Plays his cards right and shows initial concern despite your body doing a normal biological function.

Is more physically affectionate to get you to lower your guard even more.

Gets you to admit out loud that you’re in physical pain.

Suggests helping you ease the pain.

Had never buried his face between your legs before.

Was actually kind of sexist about it and would’ve felt inferior if he placed your legs on either side of his head, because why would the demon king do that?

Still tried to refuse but smelling your marechi blood didn’t help.

Having a monthly supply of marechi blood sounded tempting enough.

So he suggests easing your pain.

Surprises you by finally spreading your legs after laying between them.

Keeps you around him for the entirety of the week.

Takes you wherever he needs to go to keep you close.

But never near any demons.

If necessary, he has Kokushibo watch over you.

Doesn’t necessarily refuse to not have you in his presence.

But refuses to leave you alone and unguarded for other demons to try and eat you.

Knows that Kokushibo won’t even consider so much as laying a finger at you.

Still refuses to get on his knees for you.

You always have to lay down for him.

Forbids you from wearing anything under your kimono to have easier access.

Instantly smells whenever your blood’s about to stain the expensive fabric of your kimono.

Licks you clean every time he smells you starting to bleed.

Which is multiple times throughout the day.

As soon as you express being relieved from the pain, he uses it as an excuse.

Prefers you thinking he genuinely and solely wants to care for his favorite human rather than admitting that he needs to feed like any living creature.

Because he refuses to so much as get on his knees for you, he obviously even more so refuses to have you sit on his face.

Not even hover.

If you ever suggest it, he’ll give you the meanest side eye and refuse to speak to you for days.

Still will not eat you out outside of your period.

The moans entering Muzan’s ears easily sounded different than usual, similar to the first time he had you take his heavy cock in your lower area, where he was currently lapping at you for the first time with half lidded eyes in a relaxed expression while laying on his stomach for you, hands on either of your thighs which obediently remained spread open for him with ease due to how the rest of your body had fallen limp upon the first lick.

He had his doubts at first, but he had to admit, it’s awfully convenient to have a marechi lover who was so willing to hike up the expensive kimono and spread open the legs beneath it to allow him to feed rather than having to go through the trouble of going out of his way for people to eat. A louder moan fills the room as he dips his tongue inside your sensitive opening after having licked clean your labia.

A shaky hand reaches for his hair in attempt to pull him closer only to be pushed away rather gently by the man at your thighs. Normally, he would’ve slapped away the hand because despite actually bearing affection for you, how dare you try to command him in any way, however, he supposes the meal you’re offering him is enough for him to turn a blind eye to your insolence… once.

Kokushibo

Very concerned for your health when he finds out.

Initially thinks you’re injured upon smelling your blood for the first time.

Takes a second (one too long in his opinion) to regain his composure after the scent of your blood makes him feel dizzy.

The opposite of Muzan.

Has eaten you out before.

And doesn’t mind doing it.

Genuinely suggests relieving your pain for your benefit.

Takes great pride in taking care of you.

Hardly even thinks of you as a source of food with how much he prioritizes easing your pain.

But does acknowledge that you’re keeping him well fed.

Another one that keeps you with him every time you’re on your period (they all do).

Doesn’t think much about if he likes or not getting on his knees for you.

But knows your height differences would make it a bit uncomfortable.

And prefers you lay down for your own comfort.

Will also eat you out whenever he smells blood on the way.

Enjoys doing so but does it mainly for your safety as to not attract any demons.

Doesn’t just drink your blood but also plays with your clit to actively give you orgasms to counter your cramps.

Gently rubs your lower stomach to further help with your cramps.

Or grazes it very lightly with his fingertips to give you goosebumps if he’s in a teasing mood.

Slows the pace after each orgasm as to not overstimulate you before picking it up again.

Overall treats you like a porcelain doll.

Would give you a break if you asked.

Even if you’re still bleeding

So long as you’re always close to him so he can keep you safe.

Soft gentle tugs to your clit force heavy breaths out through your nose, the occasional pinch making you clench around the soft pink tongue moving along your insides with your back tensing and arching off the futon briefly before a hand gently pushes down your stomach to press you back against the fabric beneath you in attempt to get you to relax, the tongue carefully moving back and forth as to not overwhelm your sensitive insides.

His eyes peek open when he feels your legs starting to tremble on either side of his face, the hand over your lower stomach carefully rubbing over the skin doing little to soothe you, his first pair of eyes looking at you due to your different than usual movements, unable to read any expression from your head being thrown back. “Are you alri-” He’s interrupted by your body falling limp against him and the unmistakable noise of you hitting your orgasm.

He’s quick to react and have his fingers gently rub at your clit, slowly licking over your leaking opening, his reasoning settling on your different reactions being from your current sensitive state. His eyes fall back shut again without his own hands failing to continue their ministrations, set on taking care of you and making sure you’re carefully brought back down from your own high as to not overstimulate you while you let him eat his fill.

Douma

Doesn’t even occur to him that you might be injured.

Knows that he would’ve been notified if you’d been injured.

Also takes full advantage of the situation.

Absolutely delighted to find out you’re a marechi.

He’s been surrounded by plenty women before and has eaten enough to know what a period is obviously.

As well as eaten marechi women before.

But has never stumbled upon a marechi woman on her period.

Is baffled that it never occurred to him to keep a marechi woman by his side for a monthly supply.

Immediately asks to feed off of you rather than asking to help with your cramps.

Used to have you on him 97% of times, now it’s 100%.

Eats you out wherever, whenever and however.

Very vocal about it.

Constant praises on your taste.

Gets actually hungry while tasting you.

But remembers that you’re a fragile human who he genuinely enjoys having around and therefore would rather not hurt you.

So he treats you as an appetizer instead.

And proceeds to eat one of the other women around after you’ve stopped bleeding.

Keeps you on him under every circumstance.

Even if Muzan calls him over.

Promises to do as Muzan says and be on his best behavior which he actually fulfills much to Muzan’s surprise.

If you were to actually be apart from him, he would ask in all seriousness for you to save your blood for him for later in a jar.

Another one who would forbid you from wearing anything under your kimono.

Probably forbids you from doing so even when you aren’t on your period.

Doesn’t even warn you when he smells you starting to bleed and immediately goes under your kimono.

If there’s anyone nearby when you start bleeding, immediately orders them to leave.

For your sake.

If it were up to him, he’d bury his face between your legs right then and there.

Messy eater.

Will definitely take you on his beanbag.

Will treat your period (as well as your fucking sessions) like some type of bingo or a list that needs to have locations where he’s taken you crossed off.

You feel yourself sink further into the large pillow beneath you with your legs kept hiked to your chest, loud continuous moans coming from the blonde between said legs, the incessant noises coming from him having won long ago against your own. A slight shift of your body moves your untied kimono further open with it finally slipping off your breasts and exposing your nipples to the cold air, the elegant fabric bunching around your torso between the folds of the pillow.

“Ohh, you taste just heavenly my darling.” Douma smiles after lifting his head from your bloodied messy folds, letting you take in the sight of his chin drenched in your blood, fluids starting to trickle down to his neck followed by his tongue swiping across it. “Now sit pretty for me and let me eat…” He coaxes in a low tone while slowly lowering himself, continuing to delve his tongue into your opening.

While a knot started to form in the pit of your stomach, the hollow filling in the pit of Douma’s own stomach started to grow, tempting him with having more than just a taste of your blood, but he couldn’t, he’d never forgive himself. He shuts down his thoughts and instead licks you with more vigor, his mind wandering to other women who he’d much rather eat before you, maybe the one who’d been just slightly less polite than usual when attending you, maybe she’d be able to satiate his hunger for a while.

Akaza

Is terrified when he smells your blood for the first time.

Especially when he notices what type of blood it is.

Immediately assumes the worst.

Thanks whatever higher power there is when he sees you’re fine.

Gets headaches from trying to keep himself in control.

And still refuses to leave you alone.

Absolutely would never under any circumstances let Douma get remotely near you regardless of whatever situation you’re in.

Would never suggest eating you out to relieve the pain because he doesn’t want you to think he’s using you for food

But wouldn’t blatantly tell you no if you asked.

Would need a lot of convincing to say yes.

Would be really worried because what if he accidentally hurts you.

Is also worried that what if he genuinely gets hungry while trying to make you feel better.

Would be very hesitant due to his rule against eating women.

But tries to convince himself it’s alright because he’s not actually eating you.

Because he secretly is very curious and tempted to try it out.

Finally says yes when your cramps get unbearable.

Absolutely loses it upon his first taste.

Would already eat you out regularly for his own pleasure.

But would do it with dignity composure.

Now gets overly pussy drunk.

Doesn’t stop even after you’re clean.

Just continues while waiting for the next wave of blood.

Eats you out like a starved animal when you’re on your period.

Another messy eater.

Doesn’t leave your side for your safety.

And your mutual pleasure.

Would enjoy you sitting on his face.

But fails to notice how he refuses to let you leave your seat once you’ve sat.

Despite eating you out mostly for his own pleasure, doesn’t forget yours and uses his fingers to give you as many orgasms as he can as a thanks for keeping him fed.

Has no shame in licking his fingers clean in front of you.

Makes sure to still give you plenty of head regularly after your period so you don’t feel like he just sees you as food.

Would wonder in the back of his head if your blood alone can make him strong enough to surpass the other upper ranks.

Would be damned if Douma found out what he’s doing.

“Are you su-” “Yes.” Akaza’s quick to respond, trying to hold himself back from yanking you down, instead, gently guiding you lower to take a seat on his face. It’d been a few cycles since he finally started eating you out during your period and in that time, he’d grown addicted, though that would be an understatement. And though he still much enjoyed spending his days face buried between your legs even outside your cycle, during was something far preferable.

In the last few times he’d helped you through your difficult time of the month, he started feeling as though it wasn’t enough, no, rather he wanted more, and so he suggested something new, something you’d never know if he’d thought about himself, seen somewhere or heard of. Once you feel your lower area come into contact with him a sigh escapes you with his tongue starting to move along you, pressing over your clit, licking between your folds, circling your opening and licking clean every crevice.

He continues to suffocate himself in the intoxicating smell of your blood and decides it still isn’t enough, not with you hovering. A yelp leaves your mouth at the sudden yank of your legs being pulled upward folded against each other by a pair of strong hands with you falling completely sat on Akaza’s face, a muffled moan heard from under you pulling your gaze toward him, taking in the expression of his eyes rolled to the back of his head while his tongue invaded your insides, refusing to stop tasting you.

How the demons react to their kids being kidnapped;

Pairing: Akaza and Muzan x Hashira reader

Content warning: swearing, fighting, and obviously kids getting kidnapped.

Word count: 1.2k words

Readers sex: Female

This is a request for @ladymoney-smut

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Sorry that one is longer than the other!

Akaza-

Akaza looked at your newborn baby in awe, he never thought that this would happen.. him, with a baby of his own, as a demon..

His baby girl just became the light of his life and he had no intentions of letting her go. He looked at you, the mother of his child, with love.

He promised from this moment on; he would protect the both of you, no matter what the cost.

-

You and your daughter were in the front yard of your isolated home; you were chasing her, admiring her beauty.

She had long pink hair, identical to her father, with purple eyelashes that were stunning. She was the perfect mix of the two of you, and you wanted the world for her.

You retired from the demon slayer corps long before you met Akaza; you didn’t feel obligated to notify anyone of your child. You had nobody important left to tell, you knew Muzan would know, but you didn’t care.

Muzan deeply feared you, you were a descendant of moon breathing, and you were damn good at it. You could’ve killed Akaza the moment you saw him, you choose not to.

You and your daughter sat on the soft blanket placed on the ground, you smiled at her before pulling out her favorite food for her to eat.

She giggled thanking you, before digging in. You smiled watching your daughter, she loved the earth, but above all, she loved food.

It’s been a while since your sixth sense has spiked, but for some odd reason it did. You grabbed the knife in your picnic basket, quick to turn toward the person coming at you with dangerous speed, protecting your daughter.

“You should die!” The white haired man shouted furiously, you raised an eyebrow, before turning to your daughter.

You leaned in to hug her, “Baby, I need you to run, run to daddy and tell him that mommy is going to the corps..” you whispered in her ear before placing a soft kiss on her forehead. “Run just like mommy and daddy taught you..” you whispered before turning back to face two of the hashira sent.

“We won’t make this hard; just give her to us.” Shinobu spoke with the grin she always held on her face, you chuckled before turning your knife to face your wrist, “Never.”

You got in a fighting stance, ready to kill anyone who wanted to steal you child. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Sanemi asked.

“She’s positive.” Akaza spoke from behind you, with a murderous aura, glaring at the two hashira who dared to step foot on his property.

“So the hard way.. okay.” Shinobu spoke, jumping toward you. You were quick to kick her back hard, slamming her into a tree. You launched toward Sanemi, with only murder on your mind. You didn’t care, you would do anything for her, and so would Akaza.

“You’re a traitor!” Sanemi yelled at you as he swung his sword. “Love isn’t betrayal; I love my daughter with my life, I will defend her with my life.” You spoke calmly using second form: Pearl Flower Moongazing to deflect his attack.

The man flew back a couple feet from the impact, but got back up, he was so angry for some reason. You couldn’t wrap you head around his anger, but you knew you had to defend your daughter, so figuring him out was irrelevant to you.

You jumped behind the white haired man, hitting him on the back of the neck, knocking him out. You turned to shinobu, blowing some of your homemade crushed spices in her face.

She dropped to the ground suddenly, you smiled at your significant other, before grabbing both of the Hashira’s, dragging them to the demon slayer corps headquarters, where Kagaya resided.

-

When you arrived to where the master and his wife sat, you threw the two hashiras down. “What’s the meaning in this?” You asked sternly, wanting answers.

“It’s nice to hear you again, child. I hear you’ve had a child of your own, and you with a demon, I’d like to meet her.” He spoke calmly with a smile on his face.

“I won’t allow you to keep her, if you wish to meet her, I will bring her here and take her home with me. She isn’t to leave my side.” You spoke calmly, but sternly.

“I’d like that.. and I’d like to meet the demon..” he spoke still calm as ever. “Why?” You asked, genuinely curious as to why the head of the demon slayers would want to meet your demon lover.

“If someone’s dating my daughter, I wish to meet them.”

Muzan-

Muzan smirked at his child, that was a spitting image of him, he giggled creeping up beside you on the bed. The two of them jumped on the bed with a yell, causing you to gasp, shooting up.

“Boys!” You exclaimed, obviously startled. “I’m sorry momma..” your son spoke with a frown, giving you his best puppy dog eyes.

Muzan chuckled before looking at you with a frown, “we’re sorry dear..” you sighed, ruffling your sons hair before stepping out of the bed, going to the restroom.

Muzan opened the door softly, stepping in, “I’m really sorry dear…” he spoke as he walked up to you. He pulled you off the toilet into his embrace, “we won’t do it again.” He spoke with a smile kissing the top of your head.

You nodded in his chest, wanting to stay there forever, you wouldn’t stayed longer if it wasn’t for the sounds of thumping coming from downstairs.

You rushed down stairs, having a terrible feeling about what was happening. When you reached the bottom of the steps you were faced with your son being abducted by your closet friend, she was the master at her trait, and only she knew where you lived.

She turned back to look at you with remorse before continuing to run as fast as she could, Muzan ran from behind you after your friend, but he was stopped by the light beaming from outside.

You ran from behind him chasing your best friend, feeling the betrayal run through your veins. You hair flew in your face, but you didn’t care, the only thoughts you had were of your son.

When you caught up to her, you were in the demon slayer corps headquarters. “You cannot go any further (y/n), you’re a traitor, traitors aren’t allowed.” She spoke coldly

“Give me my son and I’ll leave” you spoke equally as cold as her, “that cannot be done, he is now ours.” She spoke calmly. This set you off to the max.

You pulled out your throwing star in a swift move, before you threw it at the woman. She gasped, but didn’t have time to react. She was struck, which gave you the opportunity to save your son.

You pulled your son out of her embrace and ran, you didn’t care who or what got in your way, you would save this boy no matter what.

-

When you got back home Muzan greeted the both of you in a big hug, with a head kiss on each of your heads. “You are to stay close to us at all times.. we are moving..” he spoke frantically, trying to keep himself calm.

“Honey.. calm down.. we will worry about the later, for now, let’s give our son the love he needs.” You spoke softly looking the man in his piercing red eyes.

He smiled before placing a soft kiss on your lips.

“I don’t know what id do without you.. you keep me sane..”

How each demon reacts to you getting hurt;

Pairing: Gyutaro, Akaza, Kokusbibo, and Muzan

Content Warning: Slight mentions of rape and being sold (entertainment district arc) and murder

Word count: 1.2k words

Readers sex: Female

Summary: How the upper ranks would react to you getting hurt.

This is an anonymous request!

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Gyutaro

Would murder the person

Would be furious for hours

Daki walked to the home that Gyutaro and you shared, she was dreading it, because she knew that he wouldn’t take the news lightly..

She knocked on the door, waiting for her brother to answer. He opened the door with a small smile, “yes?” He asked knowing she doesn’t come around for nothing, “I have to tell you something.. just don’t freak out..” she spoke trembling slightly. “On with it!” He growled getting impatient.

“(Y/n) is hurt! Like bad! I took her to Muzan, but it looks like her clan didn’t want to accept that she loves a demon..” she spoke shaking her head, he growled before pushing past her.

He ran to your clans village, praying that you’d be okay when he got back. He growled when he noticed your clans people cheering and celebrating you getting banished and hurt, he pulled out one of his sickles throwing it with monster strength toward your clan.

The people screamed in terror as his sickle flew all around hitting every person there, he didn’t care about the damage, he was pissed. He walked out into the open walking to your father.

He chuckled as he walked closer, “you know, your daughter always spoke highly of you, but now that she’s hurt, I won’t hesitate to kill you.” He growled as he continued to get closer “But I won’t.. I want you to remember everything I did here tonight, If you EVER hurt her again, you’re next.” He growled as he turned his back to walk away.

When he arrived to where you were held he ran to your side, you stirred awake looking at the man, “what happened babe..” you whispered coughing. “Nothing.. it’s fine, just rest beautiful..” he spoke as he stroked your hair trying to soothe you back to sleep.

Akaza

Would fall into blind rage

Would stay by your side

“Where is she!” Akaza shouted, as blood dripped from her hand, He was beyond pissed, and all he wanted was to see you.

5 minutes prior, he heard you go hurt by a mortal. He found that mortal in 3 minutes, “Hey, Mortal.” The man trembled looking up at the demon, “please.. please have mercy..”

“You had no mercy on my girlfriend, unlike me, she isn’t a demon. She didn’t deserve it!” He yelled as he stepped closer to the man with a deadly aura. “She brought shame to us! I was only doing what I knew to do!” He shouted looking up at the demon.

“She is far from shameful, the only thing shameful I see here is you.” He growled before ripping off his left arm. “You made her suffer, you WILL suffer.” He spoke as he ripped the man’s right leg off.

“You should’ve never touched her.” The demon spoke over the wailing man as he ripped off his other leg. “You will die!” He yelled as he started to beat the man with his own limbs.

The man laid there lifeless, the man huffed before running back to where you were held. Did he let his anger get the best of him? Possibly, but for you, he’d do anything.

“Baby..” he whispered as he stroked your hair furious by your state, “I’m so sorry I didn’t protect you..” he whispered placing a kiss on your forehead.

Kokusbibo

Wouldn’t seek revenge

Would just stay by your side

“Lord Kokusbibo! Come quick!” One of the lower demons squealed as they ran as fast as they could toward the demon, he turned his head slightly to see what the noise was over “what’s the issue?” He asked emotionless

“It’s (y/n)! She is dying!” They yelled pulling him toward you, his eyes widened as he ran ahead.

“Where is she?” He asked as he reached where you were located, “she’s in this room.” They spoke pulling him into the room. The demon rushed into the room, closing the door behind him.

He saw the state you were in, it crushed him.. “Sweetheart..what happened..” he whispered as he dropped to his knees by your side. You whimpered as you looked at the man, “B..B..Ba..” you tried to speak, but ended up coughing. “Don’t.. it’s okay..” he whispered taking his hand in yours. “I… wa..want.. t..to be..come… a.. de..demon..” you rasped out in pain.

The man looked at you shocked, “Dear.. are you sure..” you looked the man in the eyes and shook your head yes, slowly. “Okay.. I’ll get Muzan soon.. for now.. just rest..” he whispered placing a kiss on your head.

For you, he’d do anything, kill anyone, but for now he just wanted to be with you. You were in pain, and it was something that pained the demon.. he hasn’t felt pain like since his brother..

You were the light that he had so desperately been seeking.

Muzan

Would kill them

Would stay by your side and nurse you back to health

Muzan met you in a crowded street, kinda like when Tanjiro found him with his family, except you were in need. You were dehydrated, starving, and barley clothed. Men had dumped you on the side of the road when they were done with you, this somehow made the demon feel sorrow. He walked toward you and put out his hand, “what happened to you dear?” He asked as he looked down at you with his piercing red eyes.

You sniffed and looked away, “I’m no longer for sale.. please leave me alone..” you whispered, pulling your knees closer to your chest.

“I don’t want to buy you dear.. I want to help you.. come with me..” he spoke as he kneeled down to meet you (e/c) eyes, you looked at the man hesitant to accept his help. As you reached out to accept his hand, a man from earlier walked up behind you and grabbed you, “sorry man, we weren’t done with her.” He spoke as he began to walk away with you limp over his shoulder.

It was like you’ve accepted your fate, this made the demon angry. He chuckled and began to walk behind the man, “put her down.” He spoke with a sinister smirk. “Or what man? We paid, we are just getting our worth.” Muzan sped over to the man and grabbed his neck, after he placed you on the ground gently.

“She’s not for sale anymore.” He spoke as he faced the man, “she was already bought, no refunds.” The man spoke as he stepped toward you again.

Muzan was quick to step in front of you, “She isn’t for sale, leave.” He spoke as he stood over you, protectively.

The man laughed before trying to move Muzan to the side, when he didn’t budge he laughed, “you made a grave mistake.” Was all the man heard before Muzan shoved his claws in his face, he smirked as he pulled his hand away watching the man’s body fall lifeless

He looked back at you unconscious, he sighed before rushing you to a doctor. He stayed with you until you woke up, that is when he asked you if you wanted to stay with him. You gladly accepted, and stayed with the demon.

You secretly loved the demon for saving you, you would do anything for him.