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six-eyed-samurai · 5 months ago

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FULL SERIES HERE

Ehhh~ is that some OCs I see? Unfortunately I couldn't find any demons to replace the Ubuyashiki children, so I had to go borrow some of my OCs. Hopefully we'll see them again in later chapters.

Dear Tanjiro,

I’m keeping a diary now, for you. When I arrived at Kyogai-san’s house and took you out, you grew to full size but didn’t wake up. It’s been a week, actually, and you’re still sleeping. I’m very worried about you, but Kyogai-san thinks it may just be how you’re recovering your strength since you didn’t eat any humans and apparently demons can’t eat normal food.

Kyogai has taught me quite a few things. The Demon Slayer Corps, for one, consists of a few hundred members, and though it is not recognized by the government, it has fought demons for a long time and continues to battle demons today. He also told me more about demons. Nobody really knows where they came from but they must eat humans in order to survive and have special abilities, such as being able to regenerate when they're physically injured. Others can even change form or use special powers. The only way they can be destroyed is through sunlight or by decapitation with a specialized blade he called “Nichirin”.

Kyogai himself is one of the 'cultivators', people who train swordsmen. If anyone desires to join the ranks of the Demon Slayers, they must first survive an exam known as Final Selection, held at Mount Fujikasane. I found out later on he used to be a slayer himself, a very high ranking one, until he retired to this mountain to write books and play drums. He never told me why but I think it has something to do with those scars on his face. Kyogai also told me he used to train below Michikatsu, the one who saved us, but that’s all I know about them.

Speaking about Kyogai, while his training is harsh he’s a very nice person. He doesn’t speak much, mostly spending his time playing the drums or writing away when he’s not training me. I asked him about his writing before and it turns out he was the one who wrote the book Mother used to read to us every evening. He was very happy when he found out but he tried to hide it.

Every day I’m sent up the mountain to be trained. My only task is to descend and go back to the house by dawn, but the mountain is full of traps that I can only detect by being very aware of my surroundings. The air up there is very thin, but it doesn’t bother me much since we’ve lived on a mountain back then too.

One day I was given a katana to go down the mountain with. It got in the way a lot, but it wasn’t until I made it down with it that Kyogai started training me on how to use swords. I failed a lot - Kyogai can even disarm me with nothing in his hands! - but seeing you always asleep makes me afraid you’ll die, so I’ll do my best to train hard and master it.

***

“There is nothing else I can teach you.”

Nezuko sighed and leaned against that blasted boulder, wiping sweat from her forehead and dropping her katana, exhausted beyond belief.

Six months of training until Kyogai decided she was ready for the final test to see if she was worthy of entering the Final Selection. Her final task? To slice the massive rock in half, which she had been trying to do for nearly half a year.

It was proving beyond impossible.

Doubt cut through her thoughts like her katana to the rock, but unlike her pitiful progress they were really beginning to cut her down; her resolve was wavering and whispers of ‘you’re no good’, ‘what if you couldn’t do this?’, ‘will Onii-chan die like that?’ scraped at her confidence until some days Nezuko was just left staring at the sky, blinking back tears of frustration on the ground.

“I can do it, I can do it.” Nezuko huffed and raised her sword. “I’LL KEEP TRYING!”

“Your determination is something to be admired, but it won’t get you where you want to go.”

Nezuko was pretty sure she was hallucinating that high, shy female voice (was it really that long since she last took a break? Surely not?). The delusion must be doubling when she looked up to see a woman perched atop the rock and staring down at her.

“Uh-huh?’ Nezuko staggered to her feet, jaw slacking. “How - who?”

The woman gracefully leapt off, landing in front of Nezuko with a kindly smile. Up close she was quite short, dressed in a scarlet kimono as red as her eyes with a fur-lined collar as the wind whipped her white hair around. “Mukago, dear!”

“Wha - where did you come from? Why are you here?” Nezuko took a quick step back, remaining polite even in her confusion…not an easy feat. “What are you doing here?”

Thud.

Nezuko spat out dirt from her mouth, scrambling from her knocked down position on the ground to spring to her feet and brandish her katana, glancing around warily but her assailant was nowhere in sight. Who on earth had knocked her down so fast? She had barely heard them, seen them, smelt them. Mukago? No, if she let her eyes roll up the stranger hadn’t moved an inch except for her expression, which shifted to one of concern and disapproval.

“Too slow.” Ah. A new voice, a male one this time….right behind her. “You’ll never evade a demon at this rate; no wonder you can’t cut the rock.”

She flared up at once, spinning wildly around to swing her katana and have it swiftly blocked by a middle-aged man with a jagged beard, a typical karate gi hanging off his stocky frame. He bore no weapon, but the way his golden eyes gleamed in judgement and his outstretched hand was enough for Nezuko to be convinced he was the one who had so quickly knocked her down by surprise.

He tutted. “Even with my bare hands I can stop you.”

“Go easy on her, Rokuro - I have never known anyone to be able to knock you down on their first day either,” Mukago called out from behind. Nezuko twisted her head a little to see she had retreated some way off - as if she was expecting them to fight and was giving them room.

Rokuro (was that his name?) scoffed. “How else will she ever learn Breathing Techniques?”

“She won’t learn anything if you just beat her up.” What was up with all of them appearing on top of the rock? This time an anxious looking young man leaned down to watch, chewing a strand of his orange-tipped brown hair. Against his awfully pale skin two painted green stripes stood out in stark contrast. “Besides, you use martial arts. She’s using a sword.”

“What’s the difference?” Rokuro grumbled, lowering his stance. “Are you going to have her defenseless if a demon knocks away her sword? Small wonder why the Corps’ numbers decrease day by day, Kamanue.”

Kamanue opened his mouth to answer but a voice behind Mukago intervened. “Now, now, Rokuro, play nice! It’s a small wonder too why nobody wanted to endure your harsh training back in the good old days!”

“Wakuraba,” Mukago said primly to the wild looking man lazily leaning against the trees. His face, scarred with healed wounds in the shape of an X, broke into a sly grin and his eyebrows shot up almost as high as his widow’s peak.

Deep breaths, Nezuko, deep breaths. She backed up, blinking hard. This had to be some exhaustion induced dream. She was dreaming. Yes, she was dreaming. This was too much for one day. Too much to compute. Her head swam with confusion. “Are - are all of you kodama or something? Where did you come from? Why - why are - why are you here?”

Mukago’s laughter rang in the wind. “To help you train, obviously.”

***

So that was how I wound up with a group of ghosts teaching me. I really thought they were real live people until I realized there wasn’t any other explanation for how they could simply disappear in a flash when the day was done. Maybe it could’ve been me dreaming, but I couldn’t be imagining the sparring.

They never tell me where they come from. Rokuro and Wakuraba outright ignore my questions; Kamanue shrugs it off with an awkward smile. All Mukago will tell me is ‘repaying a debt’, whatever that means.

Rokuro specializes in martial arts, insisting I learn how to take down a demon even without a katana. Wakuraba forces me to go one on one with every day until I practically pass out from exhaustion, so I’ll have to thank him for my improved stamina. Kamanue takes on a similar approach to Kyogai, namely making me run up and down the mountain while dodging his attacks.

Mukago taught me something she calls Total Concentration Breathing. I don’t understand it a hundred per cent, but she says it accelerates blood flow and heartbeat, increases temperature and expands lungs to full capacity. It’s supposed to make the user as strong as a demon. I finally learnt a variation called Water Breathing after so long, however Mukago says someday perhaps I will adapt it to suit my style more.

Every day I trained hard and swung my katana against at least one of them and every day I lost for six months, until the day Rokuro brought a katana, while the other three retreated, and said: “You have the look of a real slayer now.”

It was over in an instant. I won, with a strike to his face that would’ve been lethal if it had actually hit. It was a strange moment - I felt nothing but elation and triumph, but when I turned upon hearing Mukago calling out my name they all vanished.

I hadn’t strike Rokuro; I had sliced the boulder in half.

“Win against them, Nezuko” were Mukago’s last words to me, so today I bide goodbye to Kyogai and you to depart for Final selection. I hope you wake up by the time I return.

Your loving sister,

Nezuko.

***

Mount Fujikasane was too pretty with its showers of wisteria and cooling breeze to house such an ugly demon.

He put the other demons Nezuko had slain so far on the mountain to shame with his monstrously large, veiny, hulking body of olive green skin, blood red fingernails, and beady yellow eyes. Worse was his dozen arms, all wrapped and wrapped around him until he was nothing but some gaping hungry creature of limbs.

She couldn’t see the slayers that the demon had previously been chasing; hopefully they had gotten away. The cold wind brushed past freezingly on her neck, ruffling the newly cut ends of her hair, courtesy of Kyogai. Nezuko tightened her hold on her katana as the blade glimmered in the dim light. The mountain was beautiful, yes, but at this time of night it was as creepy as the demons lurking around.

Don’t be afraid, Nezuko repeated to herself. You’ve slayed a bunch like him.

“What’s this? I seem to recognize this smell!” The demon leered. “Tell me, puny human, right now, what Meiji Emperor sits upon the throne?”

Nezuko froze in surprise but her brain answered on reflex. “The Imperial family is Taisho now!”

Silence.

“GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH, I’VE BEEN HERE SO LONG THAT DYNASTIES HAVE RISEN AND FALLEN! AGAIN AND AGAIN! ALL WHILE I’VE BEEN TRAPPED HERE! UNFORGIVABLE! UNFORGIVABLE! DAMN KYOGAI! DAMN KYOGAI! DAMN HIM! DAMN KYOGAI!”

“You know Kyo-”

“OH, I KNOW HIM! KYOGAI WAS THE ONE WHO CAPTURED ME! I WILL NEVER FORGET! IT’S BEEN SO MANY TORTUROUS YEARS! BACK THEN WHEN HE WAS STILL A HASHIRA, IN THE EDO PERIOD…THE KEIO ERA!”

“Impossible.” Nezuko shook her head, wary but confused. “He told me the only demons here have not been alive for long - they have only eaten one or two humans at most!”

The demon cackled. “Oh, very true, very true. I have not eaten that many humans in my time, I admit, but I have consumed at least ten of you lot, including those puny slayer friends of his!”

“What?” Ten of who? Perhaps Nezuko should have beheaded the demon now when he was busy doing his evil villain monologue, but something wasn’t clicking.

“Hmmm…let me see…you would be the eleventh!” The demon howled with hungry laughter.

Nezuko snapped. “Eleventh what?!”

[”Kyogai-san, if you’re a cultivator, why am I the only student right now?”

“…I don’t really fancy taking in students any more, Nezuko-chan. Perhaps you’ll find out why someday.” Something in Kyogai’s face was so faraway and sad Nezuko dropped the subject.]

“Eleventh student of Kyogai’s that I have eaten! I have made it my mission to eat every single one of his students and no one else, in revenge for locking me away here just because I ate his comrades!”

“Comrades?” Nezuko connected the dots rapidly and yet…how can this demon have killed them? They trained her!

“Of course; I recognize all of you by your smell of that forsaken mountain he lives on!”

[It was supposed to be a happy day - Kyogai hadn’t expected his friends and fellow slayers Rokuro, Wakuraba, Kamanue and Mukago to throw him a party for his retirement but they had.

“How can we celebrate the day you became a Hashira but not today?” Wakuraba had grumbled. “Shut up and get drunk already.”

It was supposed to be a happy day - not the day Kyogai would have to watch as a demon appear out of nowhere while they were defenseless and kill every one of them.]

Nezuko wasn’t sure what exactly happened next.

She supposed she attacked the demon, enraged by its taunts and teasing stories of his past killings (so he was the killer of those ghosts who had trained her?), judging by the soreness and pain she was feeling as she slammed into a tree, hearing the demon cackle behind her. She supposed she had gotten up a few times before, but it was too tiring to do so now.

Too much hurt. Just…ow, ow, ow….

“Wake up, nee-san!”

Shigeru?

She staggered to her feet and tightened her grip on her sword. Alright, alright, think, Nezuko, think. If you can’t cut off his hands since they keep regrowing…hang on, what was that smell?

On instinct she jumped and somehow - dodged the hands?

[”Rokuro.” Kamanue fidgeted uneasily. “Will she be able to slay that particular demon? With all due respect none of us could.”

“True enough - its vendetta against Kyogai has never been quashed.”

Rokuro scoffed. “That doesn’t sound like you to say that, Wakuraba. Of course she will. She must.”

“But-”

“Kamado was the only one to cut the rock. If anyone can cut its head off it’s her.”

“You know best, Mukago.”]

Sure enough Nezuko began to gain the upper hand, or at least balance out the odds of the fight, using the peculiar scent to dodge the attacks, weaving in out of the wildly snatching limbs. With her signature, swift strong kick she deflects its surely-lethal blow from its giant arm, silently making a note to thank Rokuro should she see him again to thank him for forcing her to learn a more effective method of kicking and Kamanue for running with her up and down the mountain.

Then Nezuko saw it. Or rather, sensed it.

Opening thread.

“Water Breathing, First Form: Water Surface Slash!”

***

“Welcome back!”

“Congratulations - We are glad you are safe.”

As at the start, there were five young girls sporting spotlessly white nurse uniforms and different colored sashes awaiting them. Three stood behind while the frontmost two would usually do the talking. Who they were, Nezuko had no idea, but based off what Kyogai had told her they didn’t seem a lot like Kakushi.

“It is truly an amazing feat for the five of you to pass the Final Selection.”

Five only? Nezuko zoned out a little to glance around in surprise. Surely there had been about twenty of them at the start? Just five now…how dangerous was Final Selection exactly? Two girls, including herself, and three boys, all looking none too good.

“Where is everybody else?” The boy to her left voiced out her thoughts. He tugged anxiously at the strands of his strangely spidery styled black hair. Nezuko briefly wondered whether one of the demons on the mountain was responsible for the peculiar spotty scars on his face, as red as blood on his extremely pale skin. “There were a lot of us.”

“What does it matter? They were too weak to survive, clearly, and don’t deserve the title of slayer!” Another spat with his lip curled back in a displeased scowl as dark as his spiky hair. His black and white kimono was loosely opened to reveal peculiar scarring that resembled stripes like the ones on his face. “I worked hard for my katana, I would like to have it now!”

The other girl sniffed haughtily, tossing her long white ponytail. “I think we’ve all waited long enough for our katana!”

“Your katana will come later - first we will provide your Corps uniform.”

“We will take your measurements and then engrave your rank. There are ten in total.”

“Mizunoto, Mizunoe, Kanoto, Kanoe, Tsuchinoto, Tsuchinoe, Hinoto, Hinoe, Kinoto, and Kinoe.”

“Right now all of you are at the bottom: Mizunoto.”

“We know all that already, do I look stupid to you?!” The stocky boy who had spoken earlier stormed up to the girls. “Where’s my katana?!”

The girls took a step back but spoke calmly placatingly as always. “Today you will choose the ore for your sword - it takes about two weeks to make a katana.”

“For now we will assign you a Kasugai crow.”

The flapping of bird wings caused everyone to jerk their heads up. A murder of crows began to swoop down, circling above them. Nezuko felt a little alarmed at the sharpness of their beaks and claws and beady little eyes - never mind, they were just birds, they were just birds.

Just a bird who immediately plummeted down and perched itself on her shoulder, eyeing her as if her ear was its next meal…right? Nezuko hesitantly reached out a hand to pet its shiny, ink-black feathers.

“Eh? Why is mine a sparrow?!” The white-haired girl complained, glaring crossly at the tiny bird on her palm. Brown versus blue met each other in an intense staring match.

“We - we can - ow! - swap if you - ow! - want!” Nezuko rushed over to help the poor slayer up to his feet while his crow dive-bombed and attacked a little too enthusiastically. His eyes turned as round as the spots on his face as he profusely thanked her just as enthusiastically. “Thank you so much! You’re so nice and caring! Would you like to be my sister?”

“Heh, it’s no problem, your crow is just too excited, I think!…um, what?”

“KAW! KAW!”

“Kasugai crows are used for communication mostly-”

“I DON’T CARE ABOUT THE CROWS!”

“STOP!”

“IMOTO-SAN!”

“GET OFF HER!”

It honestly escalated so quickly Nezuko wasn’t even sure what had happened until she rushed over to help, watching in stunned horror as the rude slayer from earlier yanked harshly at one of the girl’s, now fallen on the ground, hair. His yelling, together with the screaming of her four sisters trying their best to pull him off, made quite the racket.

“I WANT THE KATANA! THE CORPS’ COLOR CHANGING KATANA - IT WAS WHAT I WAS PROMISED AND WHAT I WANT NOW!”

“Let go of her first!”

“HEY! PICK ON SOMEONE YOUR OWN SIZE!” The white-haired girl marched up to the slayer before Nezuko could even react, a glaring sneer on her pretty face. She viciously wrenched away his hand from the girl’s hair, letting her sisters drag her away from the fray, getting right into his face. “WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING, HUH? BULLYING THEIR YOUNGER SISTER JUST BECAUSE YOU’RE BIGGER? THERE’S NOTHING I HATE MORE THAN PEOPLE WHO THINK THEY CAN SIMPLY TREAT OTHERS HOWEVER THEY WANT JUST BECAUSE THEY’RE MORE HELPLESS!”

“ARE YOU THREATENING ME, PRISSY? THEY’RE HOLDING OUT ON OUR KATANA, AND I’LL HAVE IT NO MATTER WHO I GOTTA BEAT UP!”

“Ugly bastards like you need to be taught a lesson!” She flared back and a collective gasp went around as there was a resounding slap. “You’re so hideous it actually affronts me!”

“WHAT DID YOU SAY ABOUT ME?” At this point his face was as red as the slapped spot. “YOU LITTLE - I’LL BEAT YOU TO A PULP, YOU WORTHLESS VIXEN!”

“I dare you! My big brother’s the Poison Hashira! He’ll have your head on a plate before you even raise your hand!”

Okay, this was getting out of hand. Nezuko tried to step between them. “Both of you, calm down please, it’s just one big misunderstanding-”

“HAH! HE’S SUCH A SKELETON, A HALF-WIT, JACKASS HASHIRA, WHAT COULD HE POSSIBLY DO? BOOHOO, GO CRY TO HIM THEN!”

“Hey, don’t say that-”

“DON’T YOU EVER SAY THAT ABOUT HIM!”

“Stop.”

A new voice? The three of them whipped their heads around to the approaching figure, the owner of such a quiet but commanding presence and voice.

Despite his childishly short stature there was something oddly threatening about him, right from his piercing red eyes in narrowed frown against his dark skin to his wild black hair to his confident, assertive stance. He was already wearing the Corps uniform, peculiarly, with a haori of wavy patterns and a gold breastplate.

“Kaigaku-kun, while I am also impatient for our katana, you would do well not to injure any of Kibutsuji’s personal servants. Daki, however important your brother may be in the Corps, even he cannot defend you in punishment for fighting with a fellow slayer.” His frown deepened. “I’d have thought, as we all share the same cause, we shouldn’t be fighting amongst ourselves. If anyone interrupts you-” he nodded to the wide-eyed sisters “-again, I will break their arms.”

Nezuko had no doubt he meant it. Daki and Kaigaku scoffed but stepped away. The boy beside her slinked away uncomfortably.

“Please come and choose the ore for making your katana now.”

Well, well, what an interesting bunch of people she would be slaying demons together with.

I skipped a lot of fight scenes and I'm sorry but it was getting too dragged out. I had a lot of fun writing slayer interactions though and I hope you enjoy them if I wrote them accurately enough!

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nioaikido · 7 months ago

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Make Them Scream

Ship: Zohakuten/Karaku/Sekido/Aizetsu/Urogi/Original Male Character

Tags:

Aizetsu, Sekido, Urogi, Karaku, Zohakuten, Original Male Character(s), Rengoku Senjurou, Rengoku Shinjurou, Gyokko, Kyogai, Gyomei, Hairou, Rengoku Kyojuro, Gyutaro, Tengen, Susamaru, Yahaba, Wakuraba, Kamanue, Akaza, Genya, Kaigaku, Swamp Demon, Tanjiro, Kokushibo, Porn, Anal Sex, One Night Stands, Alcohol, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Roommates, Blow Jobs, Sex Toys, Gay Sex, Polyamory, Cowgirl Position, Couch Sex, Shameless Smut, Smut, My First Smut, Table Sex, Rough Sex, Drunk Sex, Loss of Virginity, Size Difference, Size Kink, Spit As Lube, Come as Lube, For The Love of God use lube!, Breeding Kink, No Pregnancy, No Beta We die like Zohakuten's Switch battery, No beds were harmed in the making of this fanfic, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Moan Kink, Masturbation, Fantasizing, Hypersexual Aizetsu, Age Kink, Walking In On Someone, For The Love of God Lock your Doors!, A bit of Zohakuten/Shinjuro, Or a lot i dunno, Overstimulation, Spanking, Age Difference, Handjobs, Painful Handjobs, Ass Eating, Anal Fingering, Stuck in the Washing Machine, Grinding, Okay a LOT of Zohakuten/Shinjuro, Not even sorry about it, Sixsome, Group Sex, Riding, Possessive Sex, Older Man/Younger Man, Praise Kink, Massage, Background Aizetsu/Gyokko, Mirror Sex, Blind Date, Aphrodisiacs, Filming intercourse, Multiple Orgasms, Blindfolds, Tied-Up Sex, Camboy Aizetsu, Degradation Kink

Summary:

Karaku's little one night stand turns for worse (and better) for his roommates Aizetsu, Urogi, Sekido and Zohakuten.

Ryuu finds himself literally surrounded by several men who all have the hots for him, and the only natural solution is to lay them. All.

(Everyone is an adult, and no, they aren't related, clones or demons. Just roommates. Identical roommates...)

(This fanfic basically just evolved into several different ways the Hantengu clones get decked by someone in a modern AU, with many characters from the DS-Universe having their way with them... So yeah!)

Rating: Explicit

Chapters: 55/55

Words: 232k+

#ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #demon slayer #fanfiction #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #kny oc #aizetsu #sekido #urogi #karaku #zohakuten

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pocochiiiiii · 2 years ago

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helltaker style woman muzan and the lower moons and susamaru and yahaba

#kny #kimetsu no yaiba #my art #demon slayer #lower moons #twelve kizuki #muzan #muzan kibutsuji #rokuro #wakuraba #mukago #rui #enmu #kamanue #susamaru #yahaba

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kny-choatic-headcanons · 3 years ago

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Where my lower moon lovers at?

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ryann-44 · 4 years ago

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The Twelve Kizuki

Lower Moons

Upper Moons

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hikikomoriheadphonegirl · 3 years ago

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#Kimetsu no Yaiba #Demon Slayer #Kibutsuji Muzan #Wakuraba #gore #Gotouge Koyoharu #Kimetsu 52

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skelelovely · 4 years ago

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#enmu #hairou #wakuraba #lower moon 1 #lower moon 2 #lower moon 3 #demon slayer #rengoku gaiden #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #doodle

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ihaveafandom-problem554 · 3 years ago

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Heyo! (Sorry its been forever) So any headcannons for what the kizuki do at the meetings if they get there early?

Hehe hiiiii!!! I like this-

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Kokushibo: I feel like he's one to kinda just stand there and watch everything go down and doesn't really interfere until its needed like when Akaza and Douma are at it again or when Enmu or Rui start going at each other

He would most definitely carry Rui and walk around if he still tries to go at Enmu

I also feel like he doesn't mind the lowermoons, most specifically Rokuro.. Like sure- he sees all the lowermoons as weak and he's way superior.. but I feel like he doesn't mind Rokuro.. he's loyal, respectful and takes Rui out of his hands when he wants to take a nap-

I can totally see the two starting a conversation

Douma: Either bothering his kids, his fellow uppermoons, his fellow lowermoons, Akaza..

Ok he'll bother anyone and everyone with no shame whatsoever

Out of all the lowermoons he likes bothering Rui and Mukago the most because he knows Rui will fight back and its hilarious to him

He does it to Mukago because he likes to see her all scared and shit

It makes him feel good

Akaza: He's either fighting Douma, training, or protecting some of the lowermoons (Not Rui though- he always fights back)

Sure he thinks their weak, but it's Douma that's bothering them, of course he wants to at protect them

It's Douma

Hantengu: The main body will most likely be crying in the corner because Akaza and Douma or Rui and Enmu (Maybe both) are fighting (Again).. but if it was his clones..

Aizetsu would either be crying in the corner, watching out for Muzan or talking with Koushibou and Rokuro

Sekido is either off doing his own thing or arguing with Kakaru

Kakaru is messing around with Sekido or cheering on Urgoi

Urgoi is joining in on the fights. He doesn't care who or where. He's joining

Gyokko: Making a new pot. It's called "Rui and Emmu fight: Rui's winning for some reason"

Daki and Gyutaro: Ok so Gyutaro isn't doing much, he's kinda just- standing there..

Either making sure his sister doesn't get hurt from the fights, or joining one if he truly is bored

Daki might try and find someone dress up- or hype up a fight

Or complain about one

She likes to dress up Mukago but she can never find her (Mukago would love to do that with her but she's too scared.. poor girl) so she uses someone else with a woman-ish figure

Sometimes after the meeting, Muzan will stay with Daki so she can try on make-up and outfits on him

Enmu: ....

Other than everything I've mentioned about him- maybe taking the Drugs Douma has..

He wants to see what fucked up dreams he can create while being high

Rokuro: Trying to stop the fight with Emmu and Rui or what I've said before

Sometimes he'll just give up and watch Akaza train writing tips and shit while trying to calm down Mukago and or Kamanue (That he asked Wakuraba to find)

Wakuraba: Most likely trying to find Mukago and/or Kamanue

If he can find at least one of them, Rokuro can probably get off his ass

He would rather watch the many fights that's currently going on

Mukago: Crying in the corner, thinking about what she must've done wrong cause she's never been this early to a meeting and shes currently really scared she might get dragged into the fight

Rui: Either fighting someone or being a menace

When I say being a menace, I mean planting his webs/strings for people to trip on

Kamanue: CRYING IN A CORNER WITH MUKAGO CAUSE EVERYTHING IS SO STRESSFUL AND THEY DON'T DESERVE IT THEY JUST WANT SOME PEACE AND QUIET WHY CAN"T THERE BE A NORMAL DAY WITH THESE ANIMALS

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I lowkey want to write more on the lowermoons.. their so cute💘💘

Oh and Nakime most definitely moved to a different room to avoid all of this

Or she's watching everything going down in a corner-

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kimetsu-no-yaiba-writings · 4 years ago

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KNY Pokémon AU - Part 4 - Lower Moons

Ok so in this AU the lower ranks are the subordinates to the upper moons – So lower moon 1, Enmu is the subordinate too Upper moon 1 Kokushibo so on and so forth - with the upper moons being the subordinates to Muzan, so they don’t have much to do other than being a grunt with extra privileges

Such as:

Getting to know plans before the generic grunts of the group/company - Because their part of the twelve Kizuki they get to find things out with or after the upper moons with the upper having the most fresh/recent info.

Can be sent on missions by themselves

Have their own squad within the organisation that they have control over – e.g. Rui with his Spider family

They can actually be in the same room as muzan – granted its usually when they’re with their upper moon counter parts, mission briefings or when their being berated for doing something wrong

Extra breaks

They have their own break/coffee room that’s separate then the common room for the other grunts

Better coffee/Tea/Hot chocolate/Etc.

Slightly higher wage then a normal grunt

They can pick and choose their own Pokémon teams instead of having a generic uniformed set of Pokémon – this lets them show off that their strong enough that Muzan gave them a high position

Don’t have to where the uniform but they are expected to where something with the logo on it at least

Enmu – Lower rank 1

Sadistic

Enjoys challenging people to Pokémon battles and is just so unfair during the whole thing – he likes giving people a false hope that their gong to beat him only for him to do a 180 and obliterate them

He’ll lightly goad them and then praise them

Sometimes acts this way towards the other lower moons

Pretends to be a mild-mannered train conductor/businessman – actually comes from a vaguely well-off family that has some sort of influence over the railway systems

Dresses in a smart/casual way – like its smart but not to the point that its overly classy

Goes through patches of being really overconfident to being neutral + quiet

His grunts both fear and admire him

Indifferent to his uppermoon superior

Rokuro – Lower rank 2

Overall is very resilient with a healthy amount of self-confidence – however the confidence goes when dealing with Muzan

Quite passionate about his role in the organisation

Is a very firm leader with his small group of grunts but he’s fair

Hates his upper moon counterpart with a passion but luckily doesn’t really see him unless at meetings – when he has to relay messages to douma/doma its either a note or text message

If he could punch douma/doma he would if given the opportunity - no pokemon battle just Rokuro hitting his uppermoon counter part in the face

Dresses casually

His Pokémon are all in pokeballs except his first Pokémon until needed

Works as a bartender when he’s not doing work for Muzan

Wakuraba – Lower rank 3

Incredibly loyal to Muzan

Constantly trying to improve on himself – like, he’s constantly training with his Pokémon

Kinda quiet

Usually sticks to himself unless teamwork is needed

His grunts like him but are also kinda indifferent to his presence

His uppermoon counter part Akaza is also very indifferent to him

Dresses in a traditional way – people are often surprised because they see the scars and piercings

Pokémon are given free roam and are clearly his because he gives them pokeclothing

Doesn’t mind being challenged but would much prefer to not be

Mukago – lower rank 4

Cowardly to the point that she’s almost been kicked out of the organization multiple times

Overall has a very pretty appearance and aesthetic

Wears clothes that are light + airy but also cute

Works multiple jobs – surprisingly her most income comes in the form of being a videogame streamer

Her Pokémon are all cutesy types

Hates being challenged – she will literally run away from any potential challenger

Relays on her grunts to do all the fighting for her

Rui – Lower rank 5

Scarily calm

Like he’s so calm about everything that if he shows anything other than indifference then you need to run

Has a very strict set of rules for his grunts – he ‘affectionately’ calls them his spider family

Working with Muzan and his organisation allows him to earn money for his family

Still in school – he’s a child prodigy with a knack for Pokémon

Usually wears comfortable clothing - e.g. hoodie + jeans – Rui doesn’t wear his uniform when doing work for Muzan since he doesn’t really want to get it dirty or for people to fully recognise its him

He even goes so far as to temporarily dye his hair white, wear contact lenses and wear temporary tattoos/markings on his face

Loves his Pokémon

His pokemon usually are allowed full free roam but the majority of the time

Kamanue – Lower rank 6

Nervous + skittish

Tends to be a very on edge person

Has the need to double check everything especially plan wise to make sure that there’s no mistakes or anything that can go wrong – this has meant that Kamanue’s the one you go to too make sure that your plan’s gonna work

Only just finished college

Brings his own coffee into the breakroom – is literally the only one who makes the best coffee

Dresses very modern

Wears face paint

Sells his artwork on the side

His Pokémon are all kept in pokeballs until challenged or at home

Former Lower-Moons

Hairo - former lower rank 2

Big angry – like to the point that he’d hit a man if he looked at him the wrong way

Literally the only time he’s not angry is when he’s spending time with his Pokémon

Used to work in Muzan’s Organisation but quit and just left, no one from that group have seen him since

Dresses in a semi-formal suit – usually some dress-trousers and a shirt

Lives with his Pokémon in a house in a seaside town

Because of how intimidating he is challengers tend to not actually challenge him unless their cocky/overly confident, have a death wish or are just challenging because they need the experience

Every so often he visit’s Rengoku

This is to both re-challenge him from an old fight back when he was in the organization and see how far both of them have come

Kyogai – former lower rank 6

Tired poet who lives in the mountains near a small town

Its quite a modest house with a nice garden and quite abit of field which allows him to grow his own vegetables

very soft-spoken with a tendency to be nervous

Actually writes really good poetry that he gets published underneath a false name - some of it is based on his love for nature and his Pokémon

Cares for his Pokémon alot

Has a scar that was give to him by Muzan when he got kicked out for being weak

Actually thriving by not being in Muzan’s organization - Seriously, he’s doing so much better

Acquaintances with Tanjiro, their slowly becoming friends

Wears comfortable clothing and just sticks to wearing things that make him the most comfortable - tries to keep up with current fashion trends but its not very interesting to him

His Pokémon are given free roam of the house and garden

Because he’s so tall and surprisingly muscular Kyogai either avoided or challenged

if its someone thats freely stepped onto his property then he’s gonna be so pissed but in the calm sense - he hates people just stepping onto it and not apologizing or just rude

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signedeclipse · 2 years ago

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Hello hello again! I hope everything is going well for you! <3

May I please request your headcanons on the prompt "Any 12 kizuki with an s/o that loves the sun and grew up on beaches" from your list? And could the characters be Rokuro (pls he needs love too </3), Wakuraba, Mukago, and Kamanue, all separately? <33

Thank you in advance and have a wonderful day/night!! ♡

Kamanue

Loves nature just as much as you, but also knows the danger of the forest a lot better

Doesn't really like the idea of you going out during the day because he really can't save you if slayers catch you or something bad happens

So you come to a compromise, you'll leave just before sunset so he can get to you in good time should that happen

He's also a bit mean, though, and if you stay out in the dark, he'll come jumping down onto you to give you a good scare

Appreciates that you'll always come back with things to use for decoration in your hidden home

Total heat lover, he's freezing all the time, so he just clings to you after you soak in all the sun

Expect midnight swimming in the nearby river together

Kyogai

Lord, give this demon mercy

You are pretty forcibly totally opposites; even as a human, he was a night owl

But you are up the moment the sun touches the sky and sleeps the moment it dips down

It's a miracle you even get to talk, but because he is indoors and doesn't need to sleep, he still gets to hang out

That is if you aren't already marching out of the house

Kyogai will sometimes hit his drums just to keep you locked in a little longer

But you'll always come back with things to turn into pen ink or new paper for him to write on

You'll also give him vivid images of a sunny day and how it all felt

It helps him write, which he usually does while you are out

The good thing about your sleeping habits is you never have to watch him hunt someone down

But you have woken up a few times to the room fucking flipping over and banging your head

Mukago

She finds it cute, seeing how happy you come home talking about the great weather

Youll always bring her flowers that only bloom during the day, which for a plant lover like herself is her favourite

She hand weaves you a sunhat out of straw that she collects from the gardens at night

" So you don't burn. "

She's always so careful, dragging her fingers along your skin

You are very coloured compared to her pale-grey complexion, so she finds it so pretty to look at

When you get sunburnt, she will make a little mixture of aloe and soy that she carefully massages into the skin

Gets pretty nervous and skittish when you are gone for too long, but can't help but sigh in relief when you come home talking excitedly about the beach

Rokuro

While he is upset you don't acclimate to his own schedule, Rokuro is very interested in what you have to say after being out

He will watch as you quite literally talk yourself to sleep

Letting you sit between his legs, back facing him as he pulls sand from your hair and brushes it out

Your spirit is just as hot as the sun, but you are so small compared to him that it's borderline adorable

Eventually, you'll teeter into him while he finishes cleaning you up and fall asleep against his chest

He just wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you closer, maybe even tossing a blanket over your legs so you can be more comfortable

He is thankful for the sun and adventures tiring you out because it means you'll just slip away into his arms like this for a little while

A lovely peace before he has to go out himself

Wakuraba

Because of all your adventures, you sometimes come back nervously asking him for help because you 'accidentally fell into a bunch of poison ivy' or 'I didn't know parsnip was that pretty!'

Fortunately, Wakuraba knows his way with poisons and can treat you easily

He will always act annoyed and give a slight hiss when its the third time that week, but he loves being able to practically man-handle you

And he adores how you'll kiss all over his face as thanks afterwards

Your praise is fit for a king and gets his cheeks all rosy

He loves being able to help his s/o in ways that aren't just sheer strength; being able to show off his actual abilities makes him feel far more powerful

Wakuraba doesn't know how adorable he looks while focusing on your wounds and horribly trying to act serious, though

Authors Note - Added Kyogai just to fill it out to 5!! Also...you may have a SMIDGE of Rokuro but ONLY as a treat!!!! Thank you for requesting <3

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