Kimetsu No Yaiba Virtual Hug Project: 4/? (Muzan + Upper Moons + Enmu + Rui)

hii could I request some rodger x reader..

QUITE THE CHARMER

Pairing: Rodger x reader

Relationship: romantic

Warning: none

Type: headcanons + drabble

"Y/n?" Toodles stands behind you, a curious look on her face as you turn around to face her. It wasn't unusual for her to ask you questions out of the blue, especially when the team was able to relax for a bit after another run, considering she was always such a curious little thing. And, you never minded answering. "Why does Rodger call you his sweetheart?

To say you were shocked was an understatement

Sweetheart?

Sure, you've heard him throw the word around before

But, usually he kept that sort of nickname saved for when you two were alone

And, most of the time, you had always assumed it was just something having to do with his overall persona

Referring to you as sweetheart in front of others, though?

That was new

He was always the type to be gentle with you, and maybe even a little protective

He cared for the others, there was no doubt about that, but he seemed to be more cautious when you or toodles were teamed with him

An airhorn hidden in his pocket, purposely messing up during an extraction, keeping extra tapes in case dandy were to sale aid

All things he did in case you two were in trouble

In full honesty, he knew he wouldn't forgive himself if you were to get hurt during a run

Along with him putting himself at risk for your safety, he usually preferred you to hide during rounds

Even if you weren't always so fond of it

He knew you wanted to help at times, but he'd sleep better at night knowing that you were safe and sound

"Alright... you two stay here. I'd rather you hide them lose another one of those hearts." He whispered, his voice barely audible to anyone besides you and toodles as he gently takes her out of his arms and into yours. And, the second she's handed over, her arms quickly wrap around your neck, holding onto tighter then you've ever felt before.

You open your mouth to speak, attempting to protest against what felt like another one of his commands. But, you didn't get far before he had already begun shushing you. "Don't start with me now."

"Toodles?" He starts once more, turning his gaze from you and onto the little girl clinging to you. It almost amazes you. The way his tone went from something akin to disapproval and worry, to something much more softer. "I need you to be brave, alright? Be a big girl and keep them safe for me."

"Got it, rodger!" She says, a little two loudly then what you and rodger were comfortable with. Quickly, rodger turned around, using his one eye to scan around the area. And, once taking notice of the lack of footsteps coming their way, shifted his gaze back over to the both of you.

"Thank you, toodles. Remember, shh..." her head nods in reply to what rodger had said, holding up a finger to her mouth as she copies the same shushing sound he had made.

He wasn't made to distract, and the heavy breathing that seemed to attract every twisted in the area was proof of that, yet..

At the same time

He couldn't help but jump into action

He knew how risky it was, and at most times he'd prefer to think of it logically

He was the logical person of the group, he was a detective

But, he felt almost embarrassed at how many times situations he's out himself in just to insure your safety

Now, if you weren't in danger, and he was able to think straight before reacting, he usually went with the more refined ways to insure your safety

Most of the time

If a twisted was headed your way, and hadn't noticed you yet, then he'd prefer to throw something in the opposite direction and away from you

But on those special occasions where he felt there was little to no time, he wouldn't hesitate before throwing himself in front of you

If he was able to reach you, that is

╰┈➤Hope… || Demon Slayer Drabbles

including: kokushibo, akaza, hantengu, gyokko and gyutaro

summary: @xjulixred45x asked for upper moon headcanons besides douma || they asked for a sweet reader with a bad past. and the reader always has hope.

Kokushibo

- He was quite surprised that you always had a positive attitude and a smile across your face despite your bad past. He didn’t understand why you treated him so kindly he was a blood thirsty demon. But Kokushibo also knew that you always had hope in him and everyone else, which he didn’t mind but why him? “Hmm, Hope? You have hope for me?” He said coldly, as he looked at you with his six eyes he couldn’t help but snarl at you. “I don’t need your hope, I’m a Demon, Upper Moon 1. And there’s no Hope for me.” He said, and as you look at him you smile sweetly at him. Grabbing his large hand “Oh there’s always hope for everyone and especially for you my Love.” You say, making him look away. Scoffing at your comment “Whatever keeps you happy then.” He said, in reality there was no hope for him. He was a selfish Demon who only thought about himself. But deep down he felt a bit of happiness whenever you told you had hope for him.

Akaza

-Now this man loved with all his heart, you were truly a kind hearted soul despite your tragic background. You still had the strength to smile along and you also had hope in everything and everyone. Including him…which was strange for him because he was a Demon. “You know that I have some hope in you. That one day you’ll turn against your Demon King.” You say, as you grab his hand and smile at him. Making Akaza’s blood run cold as you mention Muzan. “Yeah, I don’t think that’s happening anytime soon.” He said, as he gripped onto your hand. You just smile at him, and he just sighed. “I still have hope, there’s always hope for anything. You know that right?” And he just nodded “Yes I’m very aware that there’s hope but not for this. I’m sorry Y/N.” He said, you shrug and smile. “You keep thinking that, but I’ll hold on to my hope.” And he just nodded not wanting to keep this conversation on going, but he couldn’t help think about what you said. Is there really hope?

Hantengu

-Now from all Demons Hantengu didn’t quite understand why you we’re dating him. You were prefect! You were drop dead beautiful and you always had this positive attitude, you were so strong. And despite your shitty pass as how he thinks of it you still have the guts to be kind and smile at everyone. You also had hope in him which was strange because why would he need hope? “Oh come on Y/N why do you have hope in me..” He whined out, at the moment you were holding him and smiling. “Because everyone needs some hope.” You say, patting his head making him whimper under his breath. “But you know that I’m an Upper Moon 4, a deadly Demon. Why would I need hope?” He asked, you look at him. Your smile never faded away. “Just because, and there’s always hope for everyone my love.” You say, and he just hummed under his breath not knowing what to say so he stayed silent. Hope?? For a demon? Yeah right…

Gyokko

-From all the Upper Moons Gyokko would probably be the most meanest one towards his love one. Because how could you he so golly and happy with a shitty past. And how you manage to always have a smile on your face makes his stomach turn. Why do you have to be so happy? And he also found it weird that you always had hope? He found it funny actually.. “Oh don’t be so ridiculous Y/N, why do you have Hope. And in me?” He said, you smile and shrug. “I just do. Why does it bother you?” Making him laugh loudly. “Hyo Hyo Hyo! Of course not! It just makes me laugh! You have to be stupid to have hope in me. I’m an Upper Moon, there’s no hope for us.” You kept on smiling at him and patted his head. “Oh non sense. There’s some hope for you. There’s always hope for everyone even for scumbag Demons.” You say as if it was nothing, and he looked at you and scoffed. Moving his head away from you. “Yeah whatever you say stupid Human.” He said, as he looked away and he was just thinking about this stupid hope you keep talking about. Yeah right hope for him…that’s funny.”

Gyutaro

-He didn’t understand how you could be so positive and happy all the time, with the way you were treated when you were younger and he found it odd that you were always smiling. You had the strength to always be smiling. But what was strange was that you always talked about hope and how there was hope for him. Hope for him to stop following orders from his Demon Lord. “You know there’s no hope for me. Right Y/N?” He said making you chuckle. “Oh don’t be ridiculous. There’s hope! Hope for you Gyutaro.” You say, smiling at him. And as he looked at you and looked at your smile he couldn’t help but feel abit odd and he looked away from your gaze. “Hm you really think so? Even though I’m a demon?” You just nodded and grabbed his face and place a small kiss on his check. “Yes there’s hope for you and for your dear sister.” You say and he just nodded, thinking about your words. Well he just hopes your right..

Slides this across the table @voxsremotec0ck

I have never drawn something so fast

It is 13 days until the animation release date. Thanks also today.

YAN! Kokushibō 黒死牟 hcs. +

CWS + Assault, Gorey themes, Murder, Decapitation, Wisteria Poisoning, Breaking of bones, Reader is held hostage, Kokushibou slaughters everyone basically, Cutting of limbs, Captivity, Unhealthy obsession, Unhealthy relationship, Strength difference, dead dove; do not eat!

NOTE + Hello~ I’m back again, sorry for the absence. Again, the warnings are as it says.

+ yaeshigan +

I - There's a high chance that you either are Kokushibou's descendant, a far family member or a reincarnation of his past lover. If not, then you're probably demonslayer that he's stumbled upon and taken an interest to.

II - He'd probably met you while you were still a demonslayer.

III - You were still far way weaker than him, and he was an uppermoon, so the strength comparison was very clear.

IV - And even though you tried your best attempts at killing him, the only thing he did to stop you was parry your attacks and move to the other side to dodge.

V - He thought your attempts were wasted and took amusement in seeing you try hard and make no progress. And you still dared to stand up again and try over and over.

VI - That's probably why he fell for you.

VII - Now, since you're so weak in comparison to him, he treats you almost like a toddler that can't do anything for themselves because they're so oblivious.

VIII - He was very quiet and reserved at first when taking you. You probably fought back, but that ended with you almost breaking every single bone in your body. It's for your best, right?

IX - Doesn't bring you to uppermoon meetings, partially because the disgusting behaviours of his 'lower' comrades are far way too concerning and he doesn't want to endanger you. ahem ahem, Doma.

X - And he's also afraid that Muzan will force him to end your life.

XI - Kokushibou has mindfog that probably confuses Muzan a lot, so he can't find you, or literally anything about anything in his thoughts. They're just empty. So it doesn't worry Kokushibou when he goes to meetings without you.

XII - Kokushibou isn't stupid, he obviously kills your kasugai crow on sight, and if it actually succeeded in escaping, he would go to insane lengths just to get rid of evidence.

XIII - He ends up slaughtering your family, anybody the kasugai crow has alerted and probably a few hashiras.

XIV - I like to think Kokushibou still lives in the house that he lived in when he was still young, and when Yoriichi still lived.

XV - Kokushibou's envy over Yoriichi pushes him into the thought of that if you ever knew Yoriichi existed, it would cause him problems. He probably thought that if you knew he existed, it would mean there was a way to decapitate him.

XVI - Kokushibou doesn't like to express his affection through words or even say anything to initiate it. He just walks up to you one night and then ends up quietly hugging you in a way to show that he cares.

XVII - Don't get me wrong though, if you were to refuse him, it wouldn't look so good for you.

XVIII - Kokushibou may care about you and your mental health, but if you push him, he won't hesitate to cut a limb or two off.

XIX - Kokushibou is a very good example of the sins wrath and envy, he doesn’t like it when you or someone else mentions Yoriichi if you knew about him, or anything generally related to his former family.

XX - Kokushibou hates that he has to hide you away from the kizuki, demonslayers and many other dangerous things, he’d rather have you become a kizuki like him but then he knows that you’ll be at risk of being killed by a demonslayer and he wouldn’t be able to live with that, so he tries to keep you human for as physically as long as possible.

XXI - He’ll go as far to keeping you human until you’re old, or if you get incureably sick or can’t communicate anymore.

XXII - Then he’ll give you some of his blood, but he’ll only give you a little, to make sure it goes through and that you won’t die on him.

XXIII - Since Kokushibou tends to avoid speaking as much, his love language is more acts of service. Quiet actions like hugging you from behind or giving you headpats.

XXIV - Kokushibou doesn’t want you to continue your hobby of swordmansship at all, he fears that you’ll try to rebel and then get injured because he had to stop you from attacking him.

XXV - Kokushibou may be cool and rarely get angry or mad, but when he does, absolute hell breaks loose. So much that calling it angry would be an understatement. The only way to really push him though would be to continously try to escape, hide yourself from him or try your damnest at poisoning him with wisteria.

XXVI - Since Kokushibou can’t ever go into the sun, when daylight hours are present he’s always reserting to keeping himself company with you in his house while he waits for nighthours to approach.

XXVII - While Kokushibou may be uppermoon one and is very loyal to Muzan, he isn’t afraid of bending his rules one or two times to keep you safe or hidden from his view. So the chances of Muzan finding your existence is very low and keeps him from ending you.

XXVIII - Overall, Kokushibou is pretty possessive and obsessed over you and would do anything to live an eternal life with you.

I’m gonna be doing Gyūtarō next. Send reccommendations pls tho, it motivates me a lot💕💗

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can you write a zestial x reader where the reader is an angel and they have a secret relationship but the seraphim found out and b an ned her from heaven

A Daring Creature -Part 1

Zestial x angel fem reader

Note: AHHH!!! I LOVE this!! Also why don't we have yellow text colours! I also had to take a LOT of liberties writing Zestial because we don't know much about him.

Warning: inacurate middle English

Word count: 1880

PART 1 -

Zestial was more than 400 years old, he lost the real count a LONG time ago. What he would never lose count of was how long he'd known her. To be fair it wasn't all THAT long ago, only 42 years ago, but he swore to himself he'd never forget that day.

He was hiding out in his mansion on his territory during extermination day when he heard a loud pang outside. Something must've hit the ground very hard, if it was a sinner they would probably already be dead by this point and if it was an exterminator, he didn't want to cross paths with them. So instead he hid deeper, in the basement of his mansion.

The day went on without a hitch and Zestial could leave his manor again to check what happened. While he was exploring his garden, he found a strange creature had crashed into the path, having destroyed the beautiful tiles. She had giant white wings and a yellow halo above her head. small wounds and bruises adorned her body with golden blood flowing out of them, they were, however, healing quickly. She wasn't dead.

Was this angel an exterminator? No, she didn't wear their uniform nor did she hold a black hallow like her military sisters, then why was she here. Zestial had many questions, but first he had to decide. Was it worth bringing in this angel to gain their favour even though she could become a threat later on?

She didn't seem to have any angelic weapons on her, she wouldn't be able to kill him... Zestial decided to bring her in and laid her down on a bed in one of his guest rooms. He designated one of his demon contracts to take care of her and warn him when she wakes up.

Y/n woke up with a headache, the last thing she remembered was falling face first into the ground and now she was in a bed? How did she get here. She slowly sat up, looking around the room, it was decorated with red, black and greenish yellow decor. Did this mean she made it to hell? Another look over her eyes landed on a man standing in the corner, he was short, wore a butler-like uniform and had a web in his hair. What she assumed to be a demon, had red skin and black horns.

"H-hello," she spoke but the demon stayed quiet. "Where am I?"

The demon looked at his watch. "Please put on this attire and wait here. I'll be informing master that you're awake." And with that the demon left without answering her question.

On the chair laid a simple black dress, nothing fancy but it also wasn't a rag. She slowly got out of bed, being careful with her headache, and changed out of her very badly damaged angel attire.

Who was this guy's master? The demon who lived there seemed to be very well of and thus powerful. What kind of mess did she get herself in now?

A knock came from the door, "lady, if you're finished changing please come out."

When she walked out, she saw the same demon waiting on her in the hallway.

"Follow me."

Looking around the hallways, the building looked like it was decorated by someone from th 17th century. Besides all the luxury paintings and dressers, what really stood out were the strange spiderweb motives all around the building, from the wallpapers to the candle chandeliers.

They ended up in front of a pair of doors that were at least 3 meters (10 feet) tall. The tops were arched and the handles looked like spiders.

The demon knocked on the giant doors. "She's here, sir."

"Thee can enter!"

The demon didn't react, so Y/n opened the door just enough to walk through. Inside was an office. The wooden walls as well as the furniture had flowery carvings in them, the fabric used for the cushiony parts of the furniture had web patterns in them and the candle light glowed green instead of yellow.

On the armchair behind the desk sat a tall figure, he had four green glowing eyes, a dark black cloak wrapped around his body, spider held the place of where his bowtie was supposed to be and a hat sat upon his head making his already tall figure even taller.

"Please, sitteth down." The man conjured up two cups of thee, one of which he took a sip from. "Now, wherefore is there an angel down here? Thee aren't an exterminator."

"I was just really curious about hell and kind off... Snuck down." Y/n awkwardly looked around the room avoiding eye contact with the demon in front of her. "What is an exterminator?"

Zestial choked on his tea hearing her question. "Does thou not knoweth?"

"No," she answered.

"Alloweth me to proposeth a deal." He got her attention again after she started to search around the room again. "I shall bid thee about the exterminations and hell, in turneth thee bid me in detaileth about how thee did get here." Zestial held out his hand, it became surrounded by glowing webs.

"Uhm sure, but we don't have to do the hand thingy." She laughed it off. "So when I first arrived in heaven three years ago, I started to wonder what hell was like. Nobody could give me a concrete answer, not even the seraphim. I made it my mission to find out what's it like. After two years, I realised a group of angels went down every year..."

"Hey lute!" Y/n ran up to the older angel. "Where were you yesterday?" "Work." "For a whole twenty four hours?" She asked. "Yes," Lute sighed, "what do you want Y/n?" "I was just curious." "Too curious, it's none of your business where and how I work."

"I knew I just had to follow them, so the next time they gathered, I snuck through the gates and jumped after them. On the way down, I had a bit of an accident, my wing got caught on the metal tip of a strange tower and it ripped through me. And that's how I ended up falling into the ground."

"I supposeth I shouldst hold up my own endeth. Every year, the heavens sendeth down an army of exterminators." As Zestial was telling her this Y/n's eyes widened. "Thy sisters cometh down to slaught'r."

"I... I know Lute and the others aren't model angels, but I doubt they would-"

"T's the thruth." Zestial stood up from his desk. "Anon, t's better thee leaveth. I wanteth not beest the targeteth of thy sisters."

He was about to snap his fingers when Y/n yelled, "WAIT!"

He stopped.

"How about another deal? No one of the angels know I'm here and I have a strong alibi. You seem like a powerful demon and I probably wouldn't survive the streets of hell. So, I stay with you for a year, you show me around and I'll give you... Whatever you want...?" Even though she talked a million miles a minute, he still understood her.

"I aught to want?" He considered it for a few seconds. "Dealeth." Zestial held out his hand and the glowing webs were back.

"You haven't said what yet..." But y/n didn't get an answer. "Fine, ONE thing you want."

Zestial nodded his head.

"Deal."

She shook his hand and for a slight second, his whole appearance seemed to change. The man became even taller, spiders crawled around his body and webs covered their intertwined hands. And then it was gone again, like it never happened.

"Edward shall be in chargeth of thy careth. I expecteth thee to never grise foor of these grounds unless thee has't mine own permission to doth so. Thee may taketh thy leave now." He shoed her away.

Y/n walked out of her office finally realising the gravity of the situation. She just gave a DEMON to make her do or get anything he wanted from her without any limits, except that he could only do so once of course. How stupid could she be? At least now she had a safe place to stay and a very intimidating tour guide.

A week went by and Y/n hadn't been able to explore hell at all. She was stuck in the manor, barely even allowed into the garden. At least she grew closer to the demon butler Edward.

At first the man was distant and cold but he slowly opened up to her. His wife and kids had gone to heaven while he was cast down for protecting them. Zestial had offered the safe and comfortable job as his butler and Edward accepted.

She also learned he was a lot more of a joker than he made himself out to be. When Y/n was helping him prepare dinner for only them two, which they decided was going to be pizza, she had tried to spin the dough and toss it in the air. It went horribly wrong, the dough landing on top of her face. Edward laughed so hard he started crying, after a while the man decided to try it too, only to end up in the same predicament.

Zestial was aware the two had grown closer, he didn’t mind, however. It meant that she wouldn’t bother him and go to Edward for everything. What he wasn't aware of was for the fact that Y/n had made it her mission to create fun activities in an otherwise boring mansion.

One day, Zestial was walking down the corridor to go and ask Ed to pick up an important package for him, only to find the strangest display in the hallway.

"This is going to go horribly wrong," the butler stated.

"It'll be fine, loosen up!" She laughed.

Edward sighed, "If you get hurt, I'm not patching up your wounds."

"I'll take that risk."

What Zestial saw was that the angel had tied sponges to her shoes and tried to skate around on the wet and soapy marble floor. He was just about to speak up when she slipped and fell back. Her back hit his waist, he quickly caught her.

"What art thee doing, î̷̟n̷̰͆͜s̴̢͍͒o̷̖͐l̷̟͇̂͠é̷͖n̶̙̫̑t̶̲̘̅͝ angel?" The overlord was glaring at her.

"I'm sorry sir, uh... Zestial sir." Y/n looked down at her soapy boots. "But you haven't showed me around all the fun stuff in hell, so I decided to make the fun!"

"I can't even but now," he explained, "Everything in doth timeth."

"Then I'll keep finding fun things to do."

Zestial sighed. Maybe this angel was more work than she was worth. "Fine, I shall taketh thee out tomorrow morning." He caved. "Doth not maketh me regreth it."

"YES!"

That nights Zestial was pondering about his angel guest while looking for a big robe. She was quite bothersome but then again, he had made the deal to show Y/n around. Although, the manor had been much more livelier in the week she had been there. Almost every day, he would walk through the hallways and hear laughter, which was a stark difference from before. The manor used to be eerily quiet, maybe she wasn't too bad after all.

Part 2 - unfinished

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𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞.ᐟ p2

⋆｡ﾟYou, new to Hell and clueless about everything, pass them on the street and give them a polite smile and wave ﾟ｡⋆

— Husk, Striker, Sir Pentious, Blitzø

Husk frowned and eyed you suspiciously, bottle lowering from his lips. What were you smiling about, what was there to smile about? Shaking his head he kept walking, taking another drink and remembering to tell Angeldust later about the weird experience.

Striker smirked at you and tipped his hat in response. His interest was officially peaked when you just kept going, smiling at other people as you went. What a strange thing to do in Hell, especially in the wrath ring.

Sir Pentious noticed your kind jester and looked around before pointing at himself. When you stop and giggle before nodding, he smiles back and blushes. No one besides Charlie has smiled at him unprompted before, it was nice.

Blitzø stopped and just stared at you deadpan, trying to figure out if he knew you or not. Maybe you wanted to do business? But you walked away, confusing and pissing him off. What the fuck did you want and why were you making it his problem?

Finished Helluva Boss and look my way made me sob hahaha

Sorry if this is a cutesy request but, could we have Valentino trying to teach Retro to speak Spanish?

I think Retro would try hard to learn all the terms they hear him say often but could picture while they learn to understand on their own, their attempts to respond would be terrible. Like the way they pronounce words they don't hear him say often is terrible but even so he's touched Retro is trying.

“Me llamo Retro,” I said slowly. Valentino laughed softly and squeezed my hand.

“Me llamo Retro,” he said, far more precisely than I did. “The double L’s are pronounced as y’s, mi amor.”

“Mm,” I said with a nod. I wrote it down and tried again. “Me llamo Retro.”

“Beautiful!” He said with a grin. “Gold Star for you.” He smiled and put a gold star sticker on my hand, then laughed again.

“Val..” I said with a small laugh. “C’mon, I’m trying my best!”

“Yes, two years of Spanish in highschool clearly didn’t do the trick, so now I have to teach you,” he said with a nod. “Now then, try saying what your favorite color is.”

“Mi favorita… ah, mi favorita…” I struggled with the pronounciation alone, as I tried to remember what comes next.

“Ah, wrong already,” Val said. “The sentence structure is different, remember? Try again.”

“Oh! Right,” I said with a nod. “Ah, mi color favorita es…”

“Es?” Valentino asked, urging me on. “Come on now, just name a color.”

“Mi color favorita es el rosado,” I said with a smile. “There! How was that?”

“Good, good,” Valentino said with a small clap of approval. “One thing: you said ‘favorita’ and it was supposed to be ‘favorito’. That’s because the color pink is masculine, el rosado.”

“Ohhh,” I said, writing that down. “Gracias Valentino. No tengo idea de qué haría sin ti, mi amor. Sé que no soy el mejor en esto, pero me encanta aprenderlo contigo. Te amo mi cielo.” The words were horribly butchered as I spoke, but it was the thought that counts.

He paused, blinking for a moment. “I.., I didn’t teach you that,” he said, looking down at me. “You learned that on your own, didn’t you? Just for me?”

“Just for you,” I said, grinning. “I love you.”

“Awww,” he said, putting a hand to his chest. That was such a sweet gesture, he almost couldn’t take it. “I love you too, mi cariño.”

A commission made by the ever amazing @katelynntheg, this time of Yuuno Scrya and Materiel-S/Stern.

Can someone explain what they have to do with this 😭😭😭🙏🏼