#lee!kokushibo

[mystwrites]

In honor of the spooky season, Akaza and Douma played a little trick on Kokushibo to see why humans love this day so much. Kokushibo can’t believe he didn’t see this coming and is plotting his revenge🌙🌈❄️

[creative-kny-fics]

Hiiiiii! I don't know if you are taking requests right now but if you are I would like to request lee!kokushibo with your choice of ler. In my not so humble opinion there can never be enough of this. Thank you!!!!

The only one brave/intelligent/idiot enough to do it is Douma (he is not afraid of dying or punishment).

Take it as a friendship or a relationship (although I suck at writing scenarios like that-).

Ler: Douma (UpperMoon 2)

Lee: Kokushibo (UpperMoon 1)

A change is noticeable, right? At least that's how it was for Akaza, why?

Well, he was used to EVERY day he was in the Infinite Fortress, Douma was willing to "bother" him but now it was strange... It would have been almost a week, maybe even a week and a half since the last time Douma decided to bother him, it was strange, and although he wanted to have left it that way, curiosity invaded him.

'We haven't seen him either, you could ask Daki or Gyutaro, they probably...-' 'They don't know, I talked to them and they just shrugged, so, it doesn't help me much,' he sighed as he finished.

He opened his eyes and looked at both of them, his gaze was fixed but confused, great, now he had to give them explanations. 'And why so much interest in knowing about Douma? I thought you hated him...'

'And I do, but I find only one thing strange, so shut up and start selling your shit, that's the only thing you're good for. Goodbye'

Akaza simply walked away as he heard Hantengu trying to hold Gyokko back, but it wasn't that necessary, he left as quickly as he could.

This is where random things appear and that was a notebook, it may be normal in another scenario, but not in this one.

'It must be one of Muzan-Sama's research books. I better give it back', was a good idea until the separator fell off.

Akaza cursed in his thoughts, trying to "solve" the "trouble" he would get into if he lost the page. And it wasn't difficult, they were just blank pages, whoever was the owner would only be using half of the notebook.

'Well, that helps me... I think... Wait, this doesn't seem like information on some medicinal flower or plant...'

'Where can it be?! I know I had it with me... It can't go away, and I doubt the employees took it. They wouldn't be able to, so where is it?!', someone finally realized that they lost something. 'Is this the shit you're looking for...?'

'Oooooh it's Akaza-Dono's voice, I'm sorry I can't receive you properly, but I'm on a quest and...-! AGH!!'

Akaza did not plan to continue with this stupid game and grabbed him forcefully by the neck, demanding explanations.

Douma looked at the book and took it lovingly, apparently unaware that Akaza was trying to kill him by hanging him.

'Thank you for bringing it! You don't know how important it is to me, tell me, how can I thank you for your generosity~?'

'How about explaining to me that shit you have written there and why the hell I have the highest percentage...'

'Did you read it? Do you know it's rude to read things that belong to you? But I can forget it because you knew it was mine~'

Douma took the time to explain to Akaza what he had written, it was his "diary", although any book he had would be considered one, no one could read it.

What was written in that book was a kind of record of the UpperMons, but one that indicated how sensitive they were, I guess you already understood what he mean and why Akaza was so upset.

'There may still be some errors, but it is in progress, do you think I got your file right?' Douma smiled "innocently."

But how could Akaza respond? Douma had literally locked him up with his BDA, he didn't want to take the risk of Akaza confusing him and having to repeat history.

He didn't care that he hit him, it was his form of "friendship."

'And why the hell do I have that percentage? If I...-'

'Please Akaza-Dono, are you going to tell me that you don't laugh immediately when someone tickles your stripes~? How about we try it?'

'Touch me and you'll see how I destroy your face with a single blow. Besides, I'll burn your stupid book and tell the others about...', he couldn't continue, Douma silenced him by putting a finger over his mouth.

He only had Daki, Gyutaro and Akaza written, when he asked why the others were not there, his answers were.

"Honestly, with Gyokko I don't even know where I could touch him, his body is like gelatin and it gives me chills a little. I tried to get close to Nakime-Chan, but as soon as she saw me, she strummed her biwa and I was sent back to my cult. And with Hantengu, I just touched him and he started screaming asking me not to hurt him, so I left him..."

Douma shrugged looking at his "friend" and in front of him, he didn't speak and it seemed like he didn't would do. He hated seeing his friend like this, after thinking for a while, he found the solution

'Listen this, I proposed you the following. If you help me with Kokushibo-Dono, I will modify your percentages and give them less, what do you think?'

'It seems totally idiotic of you to think that I'm going to agree to help you do this shit...'

Now we move the scene to Douma explaining to Akaza what he's going to do, while the poor striped demon was trying to believe how the hell he had been dragged into that stupid game

He swore to god that if Douma made Kokushibo tickle him too, he was going to kick him so many times that it would leave him with a pain in his groin. 'And that's all you'll do, I don't think it'll be that hard for you, right?'

'You just want me to write if it's ticklish or not? And how the hell do I put the fucking percentages?'

'I'll take care of that~. Now, let the master do his job!', Douma stretched before slowly approaching Kokushibo.

Akaza still didn't believe it, he could have been doing anything else right now, he was here being Douma's damned slave.

Although the fun part was when Douma tried to lunge at Kokushibo and dodging it, causing Douma to fall to the ground, it was absolutely worth it.

'Can I ask?' 'Nope~ but you can laugh!' 'Laugh about what?'

Kokushibo stopped Douma's hands before he even did anything, making Akaza get excited, maybe something good would come of this after all.

Douma did not seem scared, internally his desires were growing little by little, although with his hands imprisoned he could not do much.

'And?' 'I just want to try something! So if you make yourself comfortable and let me do it...'

'And who said I'm willing to do something I have no knowledge of?', Kokushibo let go of Douma's wrists, crossing his arms.

Douma was still smiling and shrugged, then remembering what Kokushibo said the first time they made a surprise attack on him.

'I want to tickle you, will you let me?' 'Was that all? Well, go ahead you can do it. I highly doubt you'll get a reaction from me, so I'd like to see you try.'

Akaza's jaw dropped to the floor, he couldn't believe it... Were they all idiots now for paying attention to Douma's little game?!

He growled as he tried not to tear the book in one bite.

'I knew you would accept! Now make yourself comfortable and let me do my job!'

Kokushibo took out his katana sheath from his sash and left it a little away, sitting down while supporting his weight on his right arm.

Well, it was moment of truth, can Douma make Kokushibo laugh? We'll see it in the next fic, no lie, we'll know it next.

'Oh man... You really aren't that ticklish...'

'Sorry, it's a nice feeling for me but it doesn't always work. Maybe it only worked the first time just because there were 3 of them, but it's just you...' 'Mmmm, you just gave me an idea!', probably the worst for Akaza, but anyway, we're talking about Kokushibo.

Have you noticed how small the Douma clones can be? No doubt it would break someone's heart to destroy them because of their size, and that someone could be Kokushibo? Maybe...

'What are you planning to do? Oh, I get it... Apparently you need help making me laugh because you can't do it yourself?'

'Mmmm, nope, I just need support to hold you up. I was just warming up, my real test begins... HERE!'

Akaza had long ago given up imagining that Kokushibo would laugh, but that day he was so surprised that he was "asleep with his eyes open" for a while. 'Mmmm, what is that I hear~? Are they giggles perhaps...~?'

'Mhmhmhm n-nooohoho... Wa-wahihit... Do-Dohoumahaha...!'

'That's my name Koku-Dono! Well, it seems that my theory was true! You are more ticklish in places that almost no one would expect to be ticklish! For example...', Douma muttered for a moment.

He couldn't decide whether to go straight for the kill or "take his time", maybe he could also get his ice clones to help him, but he didn't want to risk being, like Akaza, kicked in the face by Kokushibo because of his cold fingers.

Although, we're talking about Douma, so whatever he plans couldn't be anticipated, not even by Kokushibo (lie, he could have known).

'WAITWAITWAIT!! DOHOUMAHAHAHA!!'

'Aaaaaah! So behind your knees, huh? And what happens if...~?' 'GEHEHET AWAHAHAY!! NOHOHOT MY TIHIHI-...!! Aaaaaah... Fuhuhuhuck...'

He couldn't help but laugh, he found it ironic that it was only a few seconds and it made him scream and almost roll on the floor. And Akaza?

Akaza was still in his trance because he couldn't believe what he saw. 'Wow, I didn't realize you had back dimples! Awwww and they're ticklish too~'

'Sto-stohohop sayihihing that wohohord...' 'Eeeeh? What word? Tickle? Are you embarrassed that I say it? Because? Does it remind you that you are ticklish? But if the first time you said tickle me and recently you allowed me to tickle you, can't you stand it~?'

If the Douma clones weren't holding him back, Kokushibo would have covered his face in shame.

But if Kokushibo surpassed Douma in strength, why didn't he? Well, I think you guys already know *wink*

'Look at that face! You're embarrassed hahahaha! I wouldn't have thought that from you, but it's not like you surprised me... Well, ready for my test?'

'Eeeeh? What test are you talking about?' 'Didn't I mention it? You are part of my experiment! I already have some information about you! Do you want to know them? I won't tell you stupid, it's a secret. And I hope my right hand is helping me write down what he's seeing!', Douma looked towards Akaza, laughing as he drew a sign of death and showed it to him.

After giving Kokushibo "enough" time to get some air and stuff, he asked his clones to turn him upside down and try, hypothesizing that if he didn't see, he would laugh more.

And judging by the screech, apparently unhearable according to Kokushibo, it seems he was right.

'Perfect! Akaza, my best friend, come here, I wouldn't want to shout so much and expose our friend more!'

'Number 01, I'm not your friend. Number 02, if Kokushibo does anything to me I will rip out your intestines. And number 03...' 'Calm down! Koku likes attention, he's just too shy to accept it!'

Akaza raised an eyebrow, questioning what Douma just said and expecting a 'forget what I said', but it never came, so he assumed he was messing with her mind, AGAIN.

He took the pencil, ready to write down anything Douma told him, all against his will...

'Well, write down first... Aaaah I know, hands!', Akaza sighed, it was silly for him, but he knew it.

He stopped when he started to hear a few giggles from Kokushibo. And so the dynamic continued, Douma showed him the place, tickled him and said the percentage based on what he believed.

Was there an order? Not at all, he decided the place and seemed to hit the target, he was quite amused by that. 'Dohoumahaha...Are you done...?'

'Mmmm... Noooo~ hahahaha just kidding! Of course we're done! You should have seen that face of yours, so cute!' 'Are you going to let me go...?'

Douma refused, after saying goodbye to Akaza and giving him time to escape, he let him go, using his clones for the last time to put his head on his lap, stroking his hair and playing with him.

'You owe me a big one, UpperMoon 2...' 'Hehehe I know, but it'll be fun, so...~'

'You better not edit your book and give me a high percentage...', both They fell silent when someone coughed.

And yes, Akaza had never left, although his best option would have been to leave before seeing that spectacle between them.

Kokushibo looked at him and smiled, taking Douma by the wrists and reversing positions. 'Well, since we still have the joy of having your guest present, how about we also show him what your reaction is to your own test, hmmm~? If you help me with this, Akaza, I won't take revenge on you for helping.'

'Ooooh now we speak my language UpperMoon 1! Try on your hips, does that always make you scream?'

'Wa-wahahit... You guys can't... The test is for you! It's not for... AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!', oh man, here we go again...

Fic 2: Swap AU

Ler: Douma (Ice Hashira)

Lee: Michikatsu Tsugikuni / Kokushibo (Moon Hashira)

Of all the hashiras, the most difficult to talk to were undoubtedly Hakuji and Michikatsu.

Maybe it was because it was Douma, that Hakuji never directed him, in fact, he seemed to hate him, because he didn't behave like that with children or women...

'Hakuji-Dono, do you think that if I tell Tsugikuni-San to train or go out to eat with me, would you accept me?'

'Why the hell are you talking to me like we're friends? If that's your fucking doubt, then go and ask him, you have the mouth and legs to go there and find rejection!', Hakuji said before speeding up his pace and walking away from Douma.

Douma sighed, Hakuji was so mean and so aggressive towards him, but he was right about something, he should go ask Michikatsu himself. And if the answer was no?

No problem, Douma can be a little "persuasive" and he wouldn't take no for an answer

'Hey Tsugikuni-San! How are you doing?!'

'Good.' 'I'm glad to hear it! I'm fine too! I wanted to ask if you wouldn't like to come with me to eat a little and then train! Or vice versa, what do you say?'

Michikatsu didn't give a response, he just walked away without saying anything else and left Douma without a response.

0Either Douma was very stubborn or he had an extremely high level of self-esteem because for him it didn't mean a "yes" or a "no", so, it was a maybe! It was better than he thought!

'Well Ume-Chan, I need your help to get Michikatsu-San to go out with me!' 'Douma-San, it's not to be indiscreet or a bad person but... You look and sound like a gay...'

'Hahahaha oh Ume-Chan, don't be silly! I just want to be your friend!', Ume raised her eyebrow questioningly, but in the end she agreed, she still doesn't know how, but Douma managed to convince her.

Douma follows Ume's advice to the letter, but despite this, the result is not what he expected, but that does not stop Douma and he swears that he will find the right way to get along with Michikatsu.

'Please Hakuji-Dono! Help me, I just want to get along with him!'

'Douma, for the last time, don't talk to me because I'm not your friend! Number two, why are you putting me in your trouble?! Find a way to talk to him and leave me alone...' 'Ooooh, I notice a small moment of anger in your body, why don't you come here and we solve it together?', Hakuji frowned but started to walk away pretending to be upset, although we all know why he ran away.

Douma would be annoying, but at the same time he is quite persuasive and found a way to get Hakuji's help.

'So, will you help me with my problem?' 'YEHEHEHES!! I SWEAR!! STOHOHOP TIHIHICKLIHING ME!!'

'I'm so glad we get along! Now come on, we have a lot to talk about!'

Hakuji was picked up by Douma so they can start "talking" about their new plan.

No plan was reaching its goal and Hakuji was already starting to get fed up with it, but he knew Douma and knew that he would be able to tickle him in public and humiliate him so that he would continue to help him. 'I have an idea! Why don't you go to Michikatsu, hurt his pride by saying he's not as strong as he thinks and then have your little moment with him...!'

'THAT is an excellent idea! Thank you Hakuji-Dono! See you!', Hakuji watched him leave and sighed in annoyance. 'The worst part about being sarcastic is when people don't know when you're lying or being serious...'

Now with Hakuji's advice in mind, he approached Michikatsu but he walked away knowing what Douma would try and he wasn't going to accept it.

Douma made a huge jump and stood in front of him to make the proposal and Michikatsu obviously rejected it, earning a victorious smile from Douma. 'Ooooh that's wrong with you Michikatsu-San... I thought you were strong but you're just a scaredy cat...'

'What the fuck did you say...?!' 'I say that you sure don't confront me because you are someone weak. Hakuji-San challenges me and always shows his strength, but what about you?', oh no...

'May I know how the hell you ended up with cuts all over your body?! Douma-San, are you crazy?!'

'Hahahaha calm down my child! I'm fine, weeds never die!'

Well, you'll know what happened, the training was a success! More or less... 'And you Michikatsu-San?! How is this possible?! Well, I'm not going to stand or deal with you guys fighting so you and you, friends, now!', Inosuke exclaimed before walking out and locking the door.

Douma smiled at Michikatsu and he blamed him because now they had been scolded and Muzan would probably give them a long explanation about coexistence between teammates and so on. Douma calms down and approaches him and tells him that they can lie saying that it was training.

Michikatsu raised his eyebrow in disapproval and lay down, but Douma sat next to him and smiled, well, Michikatsu had to accept that his smile was cute and inspired confidence, but he didn't like the idea that they would now be scolded.

'Sorry, I just wanted to train with you and know your strength! I didn't mean to insult you like that, I'm so sorry Michikatsu-San...' 'It's okay, no problem'

'Of course there is a problem, I can tell that you are worried about what Muzan-Sama will say, but if we work together it may not be things are going so badly for us', was probably the most honest and sensible thing he has heard Douma say.

He had to admit, he had nerves but he didn't think they were that noticeable, although he accepted Douma's apology, he didn't sound completely convinced, something was wrong...

Douma crossed his arms and smiled, Michikatsu saw it and felt like he had seen that smile before, but he didn't remember where until the image of Hakuji screaming and running from Douma came to his mind.

'Douma, if you dare I'll...' 'Don't you want a massage? Maybe you are very tense, I am a doctor and I can help you reduce your stress! Trust me!', tip of the day, don't trust Douma and his "massages"

Michikatsu tried to refuse but Douma found a way to roll him onto his stomach and sit on his hips, not good.

Although he tried to complain to him, he couldn't do anything, he couldn't even get up because Douma put all his weight on his back to indicate that if he moved too much, it would hurt more. 'Well, I guess I should start with the knots in your neck, one wrong move and you could bend it... Let's see... Hey, why are you laughing?'

'I'm nohohot...! Yohohou're ju-just he-hehahaharing things...!' Douma smiled "innocently."

'Awwww, Michikatsu-San, you're ticklish!' 'N-No! Yohohou...!'

'Ooooh~? I detect a liar among us~ lying is bad Michikatsu-San...~'

Douma's chant was not a good sign, plus it was embarrassing enough to make Michikatsu blush with embarrassment and earned a snort from Douma.

What do you think? Will Michikatsu be able to resist the tickling or will he simply succumb? I consider the answer to be very clear...

'Do-Dohoumahaha! Stohohohop! T-this is incohohonceheivahahable!' 'I'm sorry, but you need a massage and since I'm the closest to you...'

'But this isn't a massage! It's anything but a massage!', 50/50 if it was a massage, maybe Michikatsu was just too ticklish for his own good right now.

Douma laughed and pointed out that it was adorable since with Hakuji it took a few more minutes to make him laugh but with him it was different, earning a growl from Michikatsu which only encouraged him.

Believe me, dear readers, Michikatsu will know how relentless Douma can be and how stubborn Inosuke is and that he won't let him out until Douma ends his tickling assault.

'DO-DOUMA!' 'Aha! So those are your hips, hmmm~? Let's see! Woaaah! Hahaha your hips don't lie! Just one squeeze and you'll scream!', he denied, I mean it was true but he wasn't going to admit it.

It didn't take Douma long to find the right rhythm to have Michikatsu in hysterics for a while, he only needed a small squeeze, for a few seconds he used his thumbs to dig into the bones of his hips and then, he used the same ones to repeat the action above his hip bones. 'DOUMA!! STOHOHOHOP!!'

'Aaaaw! You have to admit, you're more ticklish than Hakuji! Oh man, I can't wait for Hakuji to know! Hey, how do you react to baby talk~? Ooooh a snort? Aaaaw what a cute and smiling baby~!'

Michikatsu covered his face with his hair, he felt so embarrassed with his own reactions that he didn't even know whether to fight or accept that it was just so Douma would stop and thus stop feeling humiliated

'Hey, you didn't ask me to stop. Maybe by chance, you like tickling~? Come on, say it and I'll stop~! Say you're a ticklish baby and I'll stop, I know you want to~'

'I'M TIHICKLIHISH!! I SAHAHIHID IHIHIT!! PLEHAHASEHE DOHOUMAHAHA!!'

'Mmmm well, a promise is a promise!', saying that, he let go.

Inosuke finally opened the door and complained to them about the scandal but Douma assured him that they were just playing and that they are friends now.

Obviously, Inosuke doesn't believe him but he looks at Michikatsu and he confirms what Douma said. 'Well, then I guess they can stay alone for a while without adult supervision.'

'Sure! We're adults now, right Mich-?! AYIE!! O-oh... Hehehe Inosuke... Can you help me?'

'No', it was to be expected.

Douma looked nervously at Michikatsu and laughed in anticipation as he climbed on top of him and using one hand, grabbed his wrists and placed them above his head, slowly bringing his fingers closer together as he moved them.

Inosuke closed the door and as soon as he did, he began to hear Douma laughing and shouting for help, which was ignored by Inosuke, there was real work to do.

Fic 03: KIMETSU ACADEMY

Ler: Douma (scammer)

Lee: Michikatsu Tsugikuni (Muzan's assistant)

If Michikatsu had to describe his work in one word, he wouldn't find the right one.

It was exhausting? Yes. Was it funny in a certain part? Yes. He need a break but his body refused to accept it? Yes. Would Muzan let him take a break? No.

'I notice you are more serious than normal... This is the 5th cup of coffee you've had, why don't you take the day off?' 'I can't, I have to go to work...'

'Katsu... Today is Sunday...', Douma crossed his arms and huffed when Michikatsu realized that it was, indeed, Sunday.

He didn't think that the week would take so long, if Douma didn't tell him anything, he was capable of going to work and finding everything closed, oh well, it was Sunday and he had to enjoy it.

'Haven't you ever relaxed? You seem to be trying to figure out how to do it...' 'I'm trying, maybe this pillow isn't comfortable enough.'

'Well, I know of another pillow that might be comfortable for you!'

Michikatsu raised his eyebrow, the poor guy doesn't know how to take hints and Douma sometimes finds it humorous but also discourages him.

After laughing for a while, he sat down near Michikatsu and placed his head on his lap, caressing his hair and cheek. 'Better?'

'Surprisingly, yes. Thank you. I didn't think I would find comfort in a lap...', virg- ehem, how cute-.

Douma laughed and continued with his "work" of helping him relax, until Michikatsu held his hand, not tightly but Douma stopped to know what he needed. 'Douma... Do you... Do you think you can...? You know... The thing...'

'It depends on what we're talking about, does it start with "s" or with "t"?' 'It starts with...? Wait... DOUMA!', Douma snorted.

It was fun to know that Michikatsu was good and brave for other things except a slightly off-color joke.

Anyway, Michikatsu's response was again the same and, as we already know, Douma doesn't like that and wants Michikatsu to be direct and tell him what he wants.

'Are you too embarrassed to tell me what you want?' 'If I don't tell you, you won't do it, right?'

'I just want to check that you're serious, every time I try you end up rejecting the game and asking me to stop. So, it's to make sure that you are comfortable and that I won't get kicked or slapped!'

Michikatsu took a breath but the only thing he could say was "can you make me t-word?", he wasn't able to mention the full word.

He was ashamed? It is probable. Did Douma find it funny? You already know that yes. Am I making this too long? I like to lengthen

'Aaaaw, I forgot that you're too shy for these things... Okay, how do you say...~?'

'P-please...' 'Good boy!', let this stay between us and Muzan doesn't find out, so shhhh.

The hand Douma used to caress his cheek moved a little to start playing with his ears, smiling slightly when Michikatsu started to blush and fought a smile on his face.

He avoided the teasing, considering that it wasn't time yet, just a few more seconds... 'Is this okay?'

'Ye-yehehes...' 'Do you want more?'

Michikatsu nodded slowly and covered his face with his hand when he felt a pair of fingers caress his neck and caress him slowly.

Douma wanted to ask him if that's why he always wears his suit covering his neck, do you think Michikatsu's embarrassed squeal is the answer?

'Dohohoumahaha! Dohohohon't tahahalk!'

'You know well that I like to talk! Why don't you want me to talk? Aaaaw I already remembered, is it because I talk to you with a baby voice~? Does it frustrate you to remember that you are ticklish and that I am the only person who has the privilege of doing it to you~? Is it because you're a ticklish baby~?'

'All thahahahat! Shuhuhut up! Ple-plehahasehe!', short answer, no.

Douma muttered although he wouldn't do it anyway, it was too adorable and he didn't plan on stopping anytime soon!

But after he thought about it, Michikatsu might want him to stop, although he's probably lying. 'Hey Katsu, do you want raspberries?'

'... Yes' 'That's fine! Come sit on my lap!'

Michikatsu sat down and although he was a little hesitant about what he would do next, he walked over and sat on his lap, although from the look on Douma's face, it might have been too much weight for him.

Anyway, once he made sure everything was fine, he smiled at him and couldn't help but kiss and nibble his ears a little and laugh when Michikatsu tensed but made no effort to escape.

'I'm sorry! I could not avoid it. Well, do you remember the security password?'

'Lotus...' 'Good!', Michikatsu took a breath and prepared himself, he wasn't planning on laughing.

Although when he thought he had it under control, Douma just blew on his neck and when Michikatsu saw him out of the corner of his eye in confusion, he actually blew the raspberry on his neck.

Stopping, he smiled when he saw how Michikatsu had covered his completely red face, but despite this, he was willing to receive more raspberries...

'So... Do you feel better?' 'Yes... Thank you for helping me relax...'

Douma kissed his forehead while resting his head on his shoulder and caressing his cheek, now they were both happy.

[xolliwritez]

Upper 1 & 2's Secret || KNY Tk Fic

A/N: THE THREE LOVELIEST BOY'S!! Thanks to @helloitsghost for ranting with me about these three (especially with 1 and 2 lol) otherwise, enjoy!! (P.S: If it's crappy, just know I barely had any sleep and I'm trying to get that fixed)

Summary: Upper 1 and 2's relationship has been found out by Upper 3.

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"Gah!?" Kokushibo heaved in sharply as Douma traces a teasing nail down the side of his back. "Relax, Koku-san~! It's only getting started~!" Douma has a shit eating grin that splays from ear to ear, as his growing more mischievous by the second. You wouldn't expect the Upper Moon, Kokushibo, to be ticklish. But what you'd never ever expect was for him to be sitting face to face with Douma with his head rested on his shoulder, his shoulder's hunching up as the other teases him relentlessly.

Douma has to bite back a laugh everytime the frightening demon shrieks against his neck, almost biting his tongue off a few time's at he does so. His long nails trace down in a straight line atop Kokushibo's spine, making him shiver and let out an airy scream.

"Ah-! Upper-"

"We talked about this - call me Douma!" Douma put out his bottom lip, resembling a pout, making Kokushibo giggle all the more from his silly antics. "Just relax and let me-"

"What the fuck?"

The two higher ranks stopped in pure surprise, when they bolted their heads towards the sound, they saw a really confused Akaza, staring down at them, probably ready to slice Douma's head off any second now.

"If you think you can harass the Upper Moon 1, then think again, dipshit." Akaza said in pure spite, leaving Douma and Kokushibo in place, confused. Before Douma could say anything, Kokushibo spoke up, so Akaza wouldn't go punch his lower jaw off. "I asked for this, it's a.." His cheeks heat up slightly, but his tone never wavers. "A relaxing gesture to I, do you have a problem with it, Akaza?" Kokushibo asked, seeming blunt as ever.

This got Akaza to calm down slightly, as he lowers his raised fist, but Kokishibo - and even Douma, didn't expect for him to smirk and proceed to crack his knuckles and even his neck. "Oh really? Our big bad Upper 1 is feeling stressed? Then let me help." He said. Oh right..

A months ago, Kokushibo had stopped Akaza from any furthermore contact towards Douma after their meeting, Akaza had held this grudge up to this point, so of course he'd want to get back at him in any way possible, even if it was just a small bit.

"Oh! Sure you can!" Douma seemed amused at this, now Kokushibo was in trouble, he didn't dare dash away from his inevitable demise, infact, he practically walked into Douma's arm's once again, simply allowing the newer member to come in and join with them.

"Oh Akaza-dono! I never expected you to play like a measly mortal child!" Dpuma taunts, making Akaza groan, but he lets out hus frustration by scribbling at Kokushibo's underarms, the sudden contact making him emit an airy cackle as he throws his arm's against his side's.

"Oh no! It looks like you may die a second time, Kokushibo-sama! Who knew that was possible!" Douma teases with a large smile, as his nails proceed to skitter against his lower back, the mixture off soft, playful tickles and rough, amused tickling from the two making it even worser, as he clams his eye's shut.

"Ahaha! A-Akaza! Slow dohown!" Kokushibo breathily giggles, Akaza must admit, his laugh was rather soothing, and actually nice to listen too, he could get used to this, but right now, he wants Kokushibo to suffer a bit. "Make me." Akaza snickers, smirking at the six-eyed man.

Each time Kokushibo attempted to bring his arm's away from his side's, Akaza would scribble a bit faster and dig a bit deeper, causing them to clamp back down again. "I cahahan't! Plehehease! A-Akazahahahaha!" Giggles the highest rank, a small snort leaving his lips, a snort Akaza and Douma could easily miss if they weren't paying attention to him. "Aww! Kokushibo-sama, you're so cute when you become a giggly heap! How about I help you raise your arm's, hm?" Douma asks with a sweet smile, his smile turning cynical as Kokushibo nods gently against his chest.

"Alrighty then, up we go!" He grabs his wrists, now pinning his wrists over his head, making Kokushibo gasp out of pure shock, even Akaza seemed a little flustered at the sudden trick. "Akaza-dono!~ Try his biceps!" Douma seems to suggest, and to Kokushibo's surprise, Akaza actually dies as his told, a small smile on his face as he skitters his blunt nails atop his arms, just near his shoulder's.

Kokushibo arches, almost throwing Akaza off guard, as he then places himself ontop his hip's. "Oh my, was that a bad spot I gave away? Whoopsies!" Douma feigns dissapointment at himself, now opting to using one hand to hold his wrists, squeezing at his side. Whenever Kokushibo jerked the opposite way, he'd go after that side, making him wiggle like a worm under their mercy.

"Is Kokushibo ticklish? Wow! How dare you keep a weakness from us!" Akaza now plays along, now gently scribbling at his forearms, making Kokushibo wiggle his arm's and shake his head, his entire body turning to mush. "Y-YOU TWOHO- AGH!?" He throws his head back, Douma now crawled the hand once at his side's and scribbled between his shoulder blades, making him hunch his shoulder's up.

"DOHOHOUMA! W-WAHAIT! DAHAHARLING!" Kokushibo laughs out, his feet hitting the ground, tears threatening to spill. His hair was even more messy then it usually was, falling on his face and sweat beading off of him. Akaza almost laughs at his state before his eye's widdened. Right... Douma and Koku never told him their secret. The two were in a relationship for a while now, but decided not to tell anyone about this, heck, not even Muzan knew! So when Kokushibo said that, and Douma stopped to kiss his cheek, making him purr out a satisfied sigh, Akaza was entirely shocked.

"You.. never told me." Akaza gets up, fists clenched, Douma smiling cheekily, "But Akaza-dono! You never asked!" He smiled, while this was true, Akaza didn't take his word and tackled the other to the ground, the two wrestling, but it seemed Douma purposely let him pin him down, "Oh Akaza-dono! You're so strong now! Surely you'll not tr-AIE!?" Douma shrieks.

Both Kokushibo, who now fully recovered, and Akaza stared in shock, both looking at the hand that squeezed at Douma's hip, Kokushibo ohing, despite Douma mouthing the words 'don't say anything' and shaking his head frantically, Kokishubo bluntly speaks, "I forgot he was ticklish himself." He says, Douma wishing he could facepalm now.

Akaza, however, was completely surprised, only for a second however before he decudes to scribble and squeeze profusely at the other's hip's, Douma ready to push him off, before Kokishibo helps, raking his fingers between his ribs, making the rainbow eye's demon fall to the ground quickly, already howling in laughter as they continue to mercilessly tickle him down.

"So, you never told me about your relationship.."

"PLEHEASE-!"

"Nor how ticklish Upper Moon 1 was.."

"AKAHAHA- AH!"

"And now.. I just found you were also ticklish!? What more will you hide!?" Akaza growls, though ut seems more playful then actual anger building inside him, his thumbs finding the divets of his hips and massaging there, his finger's curling at his hip bones, making Douma screech so loudly that the entire world could hear him.

"AKAHAHAZA! KOHOHOKU! PLEHEASE!" He playfully swats at their hands like flies, making both of them chuckle, as Akaza points out, "You never told us to stop~" He squeezes a few times, making him spasm.

They stop finally when he curls up on the ground, his whole body quivering there, as soft hiccups and giggles continue to spill out, his own hands rubbing at the once tickled area's.

Akaza laughs, "Now I know how to shut you up!" He smirks down at Douma, making him shriek as he pokes at his ribcage, Kokushibo now turning to him, making him gulp as his shadow towers over him. "Now, Akaza.." Kokushibo slowly raises his hands, blocking the exit, "I think it's your turn.."

[i-will-always-be-happy]

Could you do something with Lee Kokushibou and Ler Yorrichi? From when they were kids if that's okay with you. (I don't remember koku's human name sorry 🥲)

OHHH!! The Tsugikuni brothers! Well, Kokushibo's name was Michikatsu! But of course!

Warning: This fanfic contains tickles. Also remind them that I don't speak English, so if they find any errors, let me know to correct it. I hope you like it!

Ler: Yorichi Tsugikuni

Lee: Michikatsu Tsugikuni (UpperMoon 1 / Kokushibo)

'Are you still training?', Michikatsu dropped the katana in shock, when he turned around, he sighed, it was just Yorichi. 'Shouldn't you be asleep?' 'No, I'm training!', Michikatsu picked up his katana and continued to slash into the air.

'Come on, you have to go to sleep' 'If you want to sleep so much, then go and sleep, I'm busy', Yorichi sighed and walked over to his brother. 'That?! At what point-?!', again, Yorichi had scared his brother with his stealth

Michikatsu ignored him, he knew that Yorichi would say something like: 'If you want to be the best samurai in the world, you must sleep', he already expected it. But this time, the phrase changed a bit

'Go to sleep or I'll make you' 'Make me then', Michikatsu frowned and continued

'Wahahahait! Y-Yorichi! Yohohou're gohohonna wahahake-! Agh! Yohohorichiii!', Michikatsu dropped his katana, trying to pry his fingers away from his armpits, but his instinct was to bring his arms together and catch Yorichi's fingers.

'I warned you, I saw that there was enormous tension in your neck and ribs, so I will try to ease your tension so that you rest better', Yorichi smiled, his fingers kneading his armpits and ribs, debating when to go for his neck

'Ihihit's sohoho bahahad! Hohow? Wahahahait!', Michikatsu tried to stand firm, but his legs began to shake and he fell to his knees, being chased by his brother, who surprised him with a light brush on the back of his neck.

'YOHO-', he covered his mouth, trying to fight against his brother, but it was in vain, at some point he would start screaming, he couldn't bear being tickled, even less if they were soft, they made him implore

'Hey brother, do you like raspberries?' Michikatsu's eyes widened more than before, giving him a look that begged him not to.

'*PBBBBT*' 'STAHAHAP!! STAHHAHHAHAP!! PLEHEHEASE!! *PBBBBT* NOHOHO!! Y-YOHOHORICHIII!!!', Michikatsu howled.

'So? *PBBBT* are you going to sleep? *PBBBBBBBT* or will you continue training?' 'I WIHIHILL SLEHEHEHEP!!! I SWEHEHEHEAR!! GEAHAHAHAHA!! BROHOHO!!', Michikatsu hit the floor with his fists, he wanted it to end, he knew what would wake up the others, but maybe later they could play|

'Okay!', she released him, checking around for someone who has been attracted and has seen them, as he said before, it was too late for training.

'Ruhuhude!' 'Okay, let's go to our rooms, see ya', Michikatsu crawled to his room, still laughing and feeling bad not having Yorichi by his side, but he only thought about it for a few seconds before falling into a deep sleep.

[i-will-always-be-happy]

I only have one thing to say...

YES!!!!!! LOOK AT HIS FACE!! DOUMA'S FACE!! AKAZA'S MOCKING SMILE!! THE DESIGN OF THE GIRL!! AND THE PUPPY!! ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE!!

I’m afraid of the calendar cause it’s days are numbered till I draw 1-3 upper rank leemons

Les all thank @nataliewritez and @faleesia for the help with the title cause I was doing this at 3 am and my brain was to crap to think

we can blame the ap gov test for that🤩

Anyways

I be craving lee demons and by that I mean the first 3 upper moons and well yeah and I was designing my persona and their demon variant and making lore and shit so slay

Anyways

I was craving some lee koku so screw it ima demolish him and I think it looks cute :D

Also Tis the debut of demon ghost (demon persona) and me doggo Coco who looks different when in a different form but ye she just fluffy 🕺

I’ll do the other lee demons like akaza and douma but that’ll be later cause lol life and other crap but yee enjoy🏃‍♀️

[calicocatsarecute]

Sooooooo… I’ve been craving lee! Akaza and ler! Kokushibou . So that’s what this is about, Enjoy!

It was a normal-ish time to have a meeting at this time. The only problem was Kokushibo was the only there, besides Nakime. He was usually the last one to appear while waiting for Muzan, he was just standing there ominously like he did.

But then, he heard the strum of Nakime’s Biwa, marking the sign another moon was summoned. He never turned around to see who it was, but by the silence that followed he had a pretty good guess.

Soon enough, Kokushibo felt that the moon who was just summoned was directly behind him. He turned around suddenly to see a smaller demon looking up at him, confirming his theory.

“How come you’re here so early Kokushibo? The pink haired demon asked. You’re like always the last one here.”

Kokushibo just shrugged his shoulders in response, before turning back around and starting to walk away. But then he noticed, Akaza actually trying to follow him? It was very strange to Kokushibo, the younger moon was usually always mad at any of the other moons. Kokushibo turned around again, looking down at Akaza.

“Is there something wrong Akaza?” Kokushibo questioned, a hint concern in his tone.

Akaza averted his gaze by looking down. “There’s nothing wrong…” The younger responded.

Kokushibo sighed, he knew there was something off about Akaza at this time. So, he decided to comfort the demon anyways, pulling him into his embrace. And again, Akaza surprisingly accepted it, hugging him back.

“Akaza…, Kokushibo started. If there is anything bothering you, it’s alright to talk about.”

Akaza looked at him and shook his head. “I told you nothing’s wrong.” He mumbled under his breath.

Kokushibo sat down bringing Akaza with him as he went down. “You can’t fool me Akaza.” He responded, adjusting his grip so that he could properly hold Akaza’s sides.

Akaza looked up at this sudden adjustment, looking more confused than anything else now. “I’ll say it again nothing’s wro-ahAha!” Akaza squeaked when he felt wiggling fingers against his sides.

“Nohohoho wahait! Kokushibo!” Akaza giggled unable to control his giggles.

“This is what happens when you’re being stubborn.” Kokushibo teased, trying to sound bleak but ultimately failing.

“Buhuhut thahahat’s nohohot faHAHAIHIHIR!” Akaza squealed when Kokushibo switched to gently scribble against his stomach. “THAHAHAT’S-! NOHOHOHOHOHO!”

Why was Akaza adorable when tickled? Nobody rarely ever gets to see him like this, but once you’ve seen it’s the most wholesome thing ever.

“I’ll stop when you tell me what’s wrong.” He stated blatantly.

“IHIHI TOHOHLD YOHOHU NOHOTHIHINGS WROHOHONG!”

Kokushibo just tsked in response before scribbling now on his stripes.

“WAHAHAIHIHIT! NOHOHOHOHOT THAHAT!”

“You know how to stop it Akaza~” The older teased.

“OHOHOHOKAHAY! FIHIHINE I’LL THEHELL! JUHUST STAHAHAHAP!” The pink haired shrieked out a response.

With that, Kokushibou relented his attack, stopping where he just left off. Akaza caught his breath rather quickly, he didn’t want it to seem like he was stalling.

“Alright, so what’s going on?” Kokushibou asked, bringing one hand up to pat the younger demon on the head.

Akaza leaned into the unexpected touch, humming happily as it happened. “I just wanted attention.” Akaza softly blurted out, being too caught up in Kokushibo’s touch.

Kokushibo couldn’t help but chuckle a bit. Akaza rarely wanted attention from anything, positive or negative, it was comforting to know something bad didn’t happen.

“Alright then.” Kokushibo smiled softly, also a rare sight, before wrapping his free arm around Akaza.

The head-pat ended, and Akaza frowned a little until he felt those same fingers tickling his neck.

“Wahahahihit! Dohohon’t thihickle mehehehe!” The younger giggled trying to pry Kokushibo’s fingers off his neck.

They were so caught up with their silliness that they didn’t notice the strumming of the Biwa. Soon enough Upper Moon 2, Douma, was spectating from afar at the rare sight.

[dario-el-estupido]

Can't believe I didn't post this sooner.

[xxdoshhxx]

WE NEED MORE LEE KOKUSHIBO AND LEE MUZAN☹️☹️

[creative-kny-fics]

(I LOVE IT)

I just KNOWWWW Akazas stripes are so ticklish! They have to be! Anything Lee Akaza throw my way 😫

I. Love. This. Headcanon. I love it! My god I can't even begin to count the ways I adore this silly thought of Akaza having the most ticklish stripes on the planet! I've gotcha covered, anons!

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Kokushibou tried to be subtle in his staring. Hard to do given he had six eyes, but he tried all the same.

Before him, Akaza was spacing out, openly ignoring Douma and his constant chatter. Leaned back on his arms, his bright blue stripes were on proper display for all to see. Normally such a sight wouldn’t entertain the highest moon, but after recent events, they were the only thing on his mind.

“He gets so giggly when you trace them!”

He had heard about Akaza’s supposive ticklish stripes. It seemed almost everyone within the Kizuki had tried it at least once, earning various reactions from the red headed demon. Most walked away with temporary injuries; the exception being Rui. Akaza’s soft spot for the spider was as clear as the blue within his markings.

Once again, he found himself staring. So long so when he looked up, Akaza was staring back.

Silence. Moments passed that felt like hours at their stare down. Eventually, Akaza looked away. He always did first.

Kokushibou blinked, his attention shifting once more to Douma nearby. He was staring now, a knowing look in his eyes and a teasing smile.

Without breaking eye contact, he reached out and traced one of his long nails against a stripe.

“Sh-” Akaza all but jerked at the touch, twisting to snarl at the blonde. Douma laughed like a child, unfazed as he was grabbed and shaken by the angry demon.

That settled it. Kokushibou had to see what this was all about.

~~~

It took awhile, but eventually Kokushibou had him just where he wanted him.

“This better be important. What do you want, anyway?” Akaza growled as he sat before the demon, voice only just shaking beneath his anger.

Kokushibou decided to ignore it as he carried on with his plan. “I wish to ask a favor of you.”

“Oh?”

“Yes. It seems everyone else has had a turn trying it, but I’ve yet to myself.” He leaned forward for emphasis, eye glinting with intrigue. “Would you be so kind as to let me have a go?”

Akaza blinked, taking in what he was saying. When it finally hit, he scrambled back- wide eyed and sputtery. “W-Whoa whoa hang on! Who told you- why do you- absolutely not!” He folded his arms across his chest, pulling his vest over himself even tighter. “There’s no way I’m just gonna sit there and let you-”

“I won’t force you.” Kokushibou cut in, calm as ever. “You and I both know if I wanted to do that, I’d already have you on the floor. I’m that much stronger than you.”

Akaza rolled his eyes at the reminder, still guarded. Kokushibou held up a hand in surrender.

“I assure you I have no intentions of testing it without your consent. If you truly don’t want me to do it, I’ll leave you be.” Kokushibou folded his hands once more, flat against his knees in a show of honesty. “That is all I have to say.”

Akaza stared, trying to find the lie in the demon’s teeth. There was none. Kokushibou was being genuine. A rare thing among them, but it did its job at lowering his walls. Groaning low, he came closer until he was sitting beside the six-eyed demon. “Five minutes.”

“I beg your pardon?” Kokushibou blinked.

“Five minutes. I’ll give you that much time to have your fill tickling me. After that, we never talk about this again.” Akaza wouldn’t look at him, but his expression was clearly a reluctant pout. “Fair enough for you?”

Kokushibou stared. “Are you certain?”

“I wouldn’t still be sitting here if I wasn’t.” Akaza gestured him to get on with it, his pout deepening as he looked anywhere but there. “Times a ticking- get your fill and I’m out.”

“Wouldn’t it be more fair to only start the clock when I actually tickle you?” Kokushibou asked, amusement touching his tone as he turned on his knees, reaching out. Before Akaza could respond, he trailed a single finger along the bright blue band against his bicep.

“Eeeh!” Akaza jerked at the touch, frowning lips twitching. Kokushibou did it again. “Ehehem-mmph!” He bit his lip, trying to muffle the sound of his growing giggles building up in his chest.

“Just a touch and you’re already laughing.” The six eyed demon mused, daring to add a nail to the mix. “Is this your worst spot, or are you just anticipating what’s to come?”

“Shuuhuht up! Gahhaha!” Akaza went to swing at him, but Kokushibou was far too fast. He easily grabbed the fist coming his way with one hand, raising it up and giving himself more access to tickle spots. “Nohohoho, don’t! Gehahaha, yoohohu fuhuhucker!”

“Such language. I hope you don’t say such things infront of Rui.” Kokushibou chided as he clawed his fingers, dragging them along the stripes lining Akaza’s side. The reaction was near instant- the redhead went tumbling to the right with a loud cackle. “Knowing you, however- I shouldn’t worry about such things. You’ve always had quite the soft spot for him.”

“Whahahht’s thahahhat suhuhuhhoohohohsed to mehahahahen? Jehehahhaalous muhuhuhuch?” Akaza snarked through his laughter, torn between blocking with his free arm or swinging with the other.

“A little bit.” Kokushibou didn’t elaborate. Instead he dared a finger down the center stripe along Akaza’s chest. Akaza all but flew backwards at the touch, barking out a shrill laugh.

“GAHHAHA!” Losing all balance, Akaza hit the ground back first as he flailed about, shrieking with mirth while Kokushibou closed the gap. Fingers carried on tracing the lines along his torso, unyielding and devastatingly ticklish. “SOHOHOHOON OF A BIHIHIHIIHTCH! YOHOHOHOOHU SIHIIHIHXED EHEHEHEYED FREAHHAHAHK, CUHUHUUHUT IT OHOHOHOUT!”

“It seems tickling makes you more bold.” Kokushibou chided without malice, a rare smile pulling at his lips as he focused his efforts on the stripes running along his upper ribs, making Akaza flail and go near silent with mirth. “Six-eyed freak, huh? Is that what you call me when I’m not around?”

“GAHAHAHAH! I’M SHAHAHRRY! I’M SHAHAHHARRY NOW STAHHAHAHAP!” Akaza all but shrieked, voice fading in and out as he threw a tantrum against the ground. He was sure he looked a right mess, eyes wet and face aching from that ever permanent smile. He wanted to rip off his skin and shake out the feeling until it was gone in the wind.

And yet- a part of him was having fun. A small part of him- ever present. Damn his once beating heart for enjoying this.

“Has it been five minutes already? Shame, and I was just getting to the good part.” Kokushibou hummed as he pulled away, folding his hands neatly in his lap while he watched Akaza roll around with a groan. “I found that quite enjoyable though, Akaza. Thank you for letting me have a turn.”

“Ugh, whatever. You’re just lucky I’m nice.” Akaza quipped back. The words stunned him though- a memory of himself saying that same exact phrasing to a young woman flashing through his mind.

“Akaza?” Kokushibou asked, his teasing tone fading into one of concern. Akaza blinked, reaching up and holding his brow.

“I’m fine.” He assured, sitting up quickly and facing the older demon. “I’m fine, really. Just…this whole thing is weird. You’re weird.” He winced some- he sounded like a bumbling fool. “Not that..that’s really a bad thing though.”

Kokushibou’s various eyes widened, taken aback by the comment. Akaza quickly twisted on his heels to escape. “You remember the deal! This never happened, you hear me bug eyes?”

He ran before he could be caught, flying down the halls and towards his usual hideout. Maybe it was his exhaustion, but he swore he could hear the faintest of chuckles from the room he escaped.

Yeah. Definitely his imagination.

Thanks for reading!

[carrie-tate]

I hit the jackpot stumbling onto your blog! Can I please request lee! Douma and ler! Akaza from demon slayer? Akaza doesn't want Kokushibo to kill him for being violent with Douma so he chooses the NEXT best thing😂.

God, I'm completely lost in the Demon Slayer fandom, I remember nothing at all from the moment I finished reading the manga (and this is... my lord, 2021? Two years have passed...)

And now I remember the characters from there, but not what and how happened at all x'>

In general, I hope my leaky memory will not spoil the execution of your request! And I hope you enjoy it!

[myreygn]

YOUR LEE ENMU FIC WAS AMAZING AND I LOVED IT SO MUCH IT WAS WONDERFUL

I gotta ask,,,, if you're up for it, could you write something with ler!Douma and lee!Akaza cuz I just know Douma is a master tickle monster and poor Akaza is so ticklish sosjjsjdhdbd thank u in advance *smooches on the cheek*

Cracks

summary: It's not often that there's room for fooling around and goofing off amongst Lord Muzan's elite troup, but every now and then, Douma likes to have a little fun. Every now and then, Akaza likes to indulge him.

an: this took me way too long and i'm really really sorry about that - i hope you like it anyway and you had wonderful holidays!

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taglist: @giggly-squiggily, @rachi-roo

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Douma was not easily entertained. Most of the things the average person would deem exciting were prone to boring him to death and more often than not he found himself zoning out during the most random times, because he was surrounded by such a lack of stimulation that it was truly astounding all by itself.

However, there were a few things that were amusing to him. Humans could be very entertaining from time to time; desperate humans and scared humans were his favorite kind. Waterfalls, waterfalls were really pretty. Bumblebees. The sheer concept of bumblebees was hysterical. His very favorite thing in the entire world though was cracking. Cracking horrible jokes. Cracking heads. Cracking his fellow Upper Moons.

Well, not all of them. There was a huge difference between making someone crack and making someone crumble, that difference mainly being who he was working with.

For example, making Kokushibo crack wasnʼt as fun as making him crumble. Kokushibo was stoic, emotionless and reserved. Seeing him explode into anger, laughter, tears, or anything of the like all of a sudden was interesting, sure, but it wasn’t fun because the buildup was too subtle to notice (even for Douma). But if you made him crumble, the slow process of Kokushibo’s walls being brought down became visible - bit by bit, brick by brick.

And then, there was the other end of the spectrum.

Douma almost felt giddy with excitement as he shuffled around in his place, watching the door with impatience. Any minute now, any minute… aha!

“Urgh, what are you doing here?” Akaza rolled his eyes the second they met Douma’s gaze, but Upper Moon Two didn’t waste any time feeling attacked by that. Within the blink of an eye he was at the shorter demon’s side, throwing an arm around his shoulders and putting his entire weight onto him. He knew Akaza could handle it, he just wanted to invade his personal space a little. Invading the personal space of others was another thing that made immortality worthwhile.

“Why, I’m here for the meeting of course. We’re both early birds today, aren’t we?”

“Do not call me that.”

Oh oh oh, Akaza was playing grumpy again. Emphasis on playing; if he were truly not in the mood for shenanigans, he would’ve pushed him away by now, or taken his head off at the very least. Douma smirked. He had a playful Akaza on his hands, what a lucky lucky day it was.

“What do you want me to call you then?”

If looks could kill… well, he’d be no more dead than before, but Akaza was certainly trying his best. Adorable.

“If you could just stop talking to me, that would be great, thanks.”

What a perfect setup. It was almost like Akaza wanted this to happen.

“Alright, let’s stop talking.”

A thing that only very very few people knew: Akaza was not immune to tomfoolery. Douma had caught him goofing around with Rui, Kaigaku and even Daki and Gyutaro several times and on rare occasions, he had even indulged in Douma’s own jabs and jokes instead of blowing up immediately.

Because blowing up, yes, that was what Akaza was known for the most amongst them, wasn’t it. And watching him blow up was charming, sure, but what Douma loved most was the thing right before the big explosion. That moment of realization when Akaza became aware of the incoming explosion and tried to stop it. The way he gave everything to not let it happen and the way it was never enough. Delicious.

Akaza flinched and his hands shot down to grab Douma’s wrists. “Don’t.”

“I’m not doing anything, Akaza-dono.” It wasn’t even a lie. Alright, maybe he had curled his fingers into the lower ranked demon’s waist just a moment ago, but right now he wasn’t doing anything. Just resting his fingers on Akaza’s sides. And despite the vice grip on his wrists, they weren’t being pulled off. Hm-hm.

A full body spasm nearly had Upper Three slip away from him when he curled his fingers again, but Douma was very skilled in using a lot of strength and making it look like nothing. In other words, holding Akaza secure with just his fingers had the added fun bonus of infuriating him. “Douma, if you don’t stop that-”

“Stop what? You’ll need to be more specific- oh, this?” He smirked when a soft yelp slipped out of Akaza’s mouth.  “Surely that’s nothing to you, Akaza-dono. I’m just stretching my hands.”

Douma carefully increased the pressure of his fingers digging into the pale flesh of his subordinate. Even though Akaza was facing away from him, his back pressed against Douma’s chest with no way to hide his trembles and flinches, Douma had a good idea what his expression looked like. He could see Akaza’s flushed neck and ears, the way he bit his cheek. And now, he just had to-

“EAH!”

Ah, yes, there it was. The crack. Akaza had such a temper, cracking him with a few cleverly, and even not so cleverly, placed comments was easy. But it also got boring very quickly and besides, this was by far the best way to make him crack. 

Douma smirked to himself as he clawed on one of his very favorite spots on Akaza’s body. Stomach never disappoints… “What is it, Akaza-dono? Too ticklish?”

“YOHOU KNOW IHIT IS- DOUMAHAHAH!”

Hell yeah he knew that. Upper Two allowed himself to giggle in glee - not that Akaza could hear him with his booming laughter filling the Infinity Castle. He wrapped an arm around the smaller demon’s torso when his struggling got too intense to hold back with just his fingers and used his free hand to continue the tickling of his stomach. Delightful.

“DOHOHOUMAHAHAHAHAH, NAHAHAHAT- TOO MUHUHUHUCH!”

“Alright, alright.” Douma carefully guided the hysterical demon to the ground when his knees got weak and took a seat on his thighs to secure him, then he immediately latched his wiggling fingers onto Akaza’s ribs so he wouldn’t get a chance to recover and slip away. The reaction was instant.

“Yohohou piece ohof- nahahahah!”

“Oh but you can handle it, can’t you?” Douma grinned down at his victim’s flushed face, making sure to give the spaces in between his ribs extra attention. Once the cracking was complete, once the dam had broken, it was nearly impossible for Akaza to compose himself or hold himself back in any way.

That applied to movement as well. Douma let out a grunt when he got kneed in the back; he actually had to put in effort to hold Akaza down, that wasn’t often the case. Maybe his tickling was just especially good today. Judging by the way Akaza was howling when he moved his hands upwards to scratch at the space between his ribs and armpits, that was the case.

“Nahahahahat thehehehere! Yohou ahahahahass!”

“I don’t think you want to insult me right now.” Douma smirked and grabbed one of Akaza’s wrists, surprising him enough to pull it up and dig into his armpit. “I know thinking can be a hard thing to do for you, but that’s really not smart.”

Akaza shrieked and nearly threw Douma off with how hard he was bucking. “GEAHAHAHAH- GEHEHEHEHET OHOUT OF THEHEHEHERE! NAHAHAHAT THERE, DOHOUMAHAHAHAH!”

“Man, you’re really difficult today.” Douma mock-sighed and stayed at the spot a little longer before scribbling Akaza’s stomach and quickly moved on to squeeze his hips instead when the trapped demon let out a sound close to a sob. “Not here, not there… how about here?”

The hips still had Akaza giggling like crazy, but he was not nearly as hysterical as he had been before. Douma couldn’t help but smile a bit. “You look nice like this, Akaza-dono. With your face so flushed.”

The blush only intensified and Akaza even tried to hide his face - unsuccessful. “Sh-shuhuhut uhu- EEK!”

“Was that a squeak?” Douma let out an evil chuckle. “Then I guess that’s my sign.”

“Yohour sign to wha- Douma, no, nononono, do nAHAHAHAHAH- DOUMAHAHAHAHAH, FUHUHUHUCKIHING HEHEHELL!” Hysterical couldn’t even begin to describe it. Akaza threw his head back, cackling and howling and squealing all at once, even a snort breaking throw here and there; his back arched and he twisted around to try and avoid the horribly ticklish fingers scribbling over his stripes with the lightness of a feather. 

Upper Two smirked - he was barely touching Akaza, yet had him in stitches anyway. He had been avoiding the tattoos, these absolute platinum tickle spots on his subordinate’s already sensitive body, as much as possible to save the best for last. And the best it truly was. He watched in awe how tears of laughter spilled down Akaza’s flushed cheeks. That meant he would soon-

“DOHOHOUMAHAHAHAH, PLEHEHEHEHEASE!”

Yup, there it was. Playful or not, if he started begging it meant that Akaza had truly reached his limits. Douma gave the stripe he was tormenting one last scratch, then he took his hands off and stood up, giving him some space to recover.

Being a demon and all, that recovery only took Akaza about two seconds and Douma couldn’t even react when the smaller demon jumped up and pounced on him, glaring down at him from where he was crouched on Douma’s chest. “You!”

“Me?” Upper Two didn’t let the sudden attack wash off his smile. It was a genuine smile for once - this little encounter had significantly heightened his mood and despite the scowl on Akaza’s face, he could tell he felt the same.

The sound of Nakime’s biwa in the distance and the following bickering of two voices from next door notified them of the arrival of Daki and Gyutaro and Akaza seemed to consider his next move for a moment, then he snarled and got up. “I’ll get you back, jerk.”

Douma only grinned at the threat and sat up when the siblings entered the room so as to not tip them off that something unusual had happened. If he was feeling a little excited at the prospect of more goofing around with Akaza, that was their business alone, and if he caught Akaza cracking a smile as he turned away, no one needed to know.

[mystwrites]

Kokushibo’s sleep was interrupted by a sudden revenge tickle attack!!🌙🌈❄️

[creative-kny-fics]

I'm moving away from the hashira.. for now :3

Ahem 12 kizuki? (Not all of them)

Lees: Rui, Kokushibou, Gyutaro

Lers: Akaza, Douma

Switch: Daki

I think it's the second request I have from the kizuki! Of course! Let's see how it turns out hehehehe

Lers: Akaza (UpperMoon 3), Douma (UpperMoon 2) and Daki (UpperMoon 6)

Lees: Rui (LowerMoon 5), Gyutaro and Daki (UpperMoon 6) and Kokushibo (UpperMoon 1)

'I still can't believe you convinced me... How did you do it?' 'Well~'

'Ehehehehehe! KYA! OKAHAHAY! I WILL HELP YOU!!', Daki remembered and covered her cheeks somewhat embarrassed, well, she had already accepted and there was no going back.

'So... Rui, Kokushibo and my oni-chan, right?'

'We would have done it with the other UpperMoons but, it looks kind of weird to do it. Hantengu would run off and Gyokko... Well Gyokko is ugly-', Akaza muttered under his breath

Now the three of them had to carry out their mission without mistakes or else, they would die trying.

'Well, I think if you want to start with something soft, it could be with Rui. Akaza, you should approach him while Douma and I plan how to go after my oni - chan, you know Rui and we know Gyutaro'

'Hmmm... It's not a bad idea really, it's fine, good luck and if you need help, shout "Aka", I'll go immediately', the 3 high-fived, the operation had started

'Hey Rui' 'Akaza, hello'

'Is everything alright? How is the family?' 'Very good, none of them died', Akaza's plan was to make conversation with him until he knew it was time.

'Would you like to talk about something? I notice you're distracted'

'Well... Yes, it's something that's been distracting me lately', Akaza sat down and Rui sat on his lap, telling him about a little problem he felt deep inside, he didn't know how to explain it. 'Boop!'

'Hey! Akahahaza! Why?' '

'Well, very easy, I noticed something sad on you and I wasn't going to let my favorite LowerMoon feel sad. So...', Akaza laughed as Rui leaned on his chest while lightly kicking in the air, seeming not to care.

'What's up Rui? It doesn't bother you, right?'

'Nohoho! It's okahahahay! Eahahahaha!', Rui squealed when he felt Akaza's fingers on his sides. 'Wahahit! Nohohot thehehere!'

'Hmmm, where do you mean... Here?', Akaza chuckled as Rui's laughter reached a new pitch of laughter, hugging himself to try and dampen the sensations, failing. 'AKAHAHAZA! NOHOHO! STOHOP! EAHAAHAHAHAHA!'

'Well, just because I appreciate you', man of his word, he released the little demon who hugged him.

'I know what you're trying to do, I recommend you don't do it if you don't want me to continue'

'Okay...You don't mind if I hug you, do you?'

'No, no problem'

'Where have they both gone? How much have they persecuted Gyutaro? Hmmm...', Akaza looked intently at each part of the fortress, until he heard in the distance someone yelling the code word.

He ran in that direction, every time he heard the code word, did they have problems with him?!

'Daki, Douma are-?' 'ACK!!!', Akaza looked confused, it was neither Douma nor Daki who called him, Gyutaro's squeals made him confused, it sounded so similar that he was completely fooled.

'Oh! Hey Akaza~! You finished?'

'Yes, and I thought they needed help. But I realized that I didn't'

Akaza sat watching how Daki had wrapped her brother's arms in her obi and pulled them over his head, while Douma was sitting on his hips preventing him from moving

'DAHAHAHAKI!! DOUMA!! STOHOP TIHIHICKLING MEHEHEHE!!'

'Hmmm... Password!', Daki mocked when his brother threw his head back, she knew perfectly well that he would never dare hit her or Douma, so he could mock as many times as he wanted. 'STAHAHAHAP!! SIHIHISTEHEHER!! DAHAHAD!! I HAVE ENOHOHOUGH!!'

'Okay, I guess it's time to stop!' Douma looked at Daki who removed her fingers from her brother's thighs.

Before leaving, Douma ruffled Gyutaro's hair and Daki hugged him and kissed his cheek, running immediately because she didn't want her brother to catch her.

'The ultimate challenge... Kokushibo... Do you think we can?'

'I don't know... But if we fail... We'll be fried and damned', the 3 of them approached from different positions, they tried everything, only to be overtaken by Kokushibo and knocked to the ground. 'What do you want?'

'Tickle you?', Akaza and Daki's face turned pale, how could he be such an idiot?!

'You were able to ask me, you know?', the jaws of the 3 of them opened as much as they could.

Kokushibo, the UpperMoon 1, who has the most hashira kills, having a hidden taste for tickling?

'Wait wait wait... Are you telling us we can tickle you? YOU?!'

'Are you going to do it? Don't waste my time'

'Ehhh... Go for him? I guess...?', the 3 devils didn't personally know how to take it, they didn't expect that answer

Kokushibo crouched down to be at the level of the 3 and left his katana away from him, so they wouldn't be afraid. 'Go ahead'

The first to approach without fear, was definitely Douma, who sat behind him and began to press hard on his sides and ribs.

Akaza and Daki also followed him, Akaza clenching his thighs and Daki his hips. 'Mhmhmhm!'

'Hey! There's no point in covering your mouth!'

Daki pushed Kokushibo's hand away from his mouth, smiling as Kokushibo tried to fight the smile that was forming. 'Hmmm... What if...?'

'Ah! Dohohouma! Aeahahaha!', Douma smiled, he didn't think that Kokushibo has a ticklish back, he gently ran his nails until he reached the bottom, having to grab Kokushibo tightly because he was trying to stop them. 'Leheheave my bahahahack! Eahahaha! Akahahahaza! Gohohod!'

'Woah! He's not even asking us to stop! But, we won't stop until you scream!', Kokushibo nodded, he didn't care after all, he thought they weren't going to make it

'You won't be able to... ACK-!! DAHAHAHAKI!!' 'Ha! I made it! I hit a really bad spot, huh?'

Daki chuckled, using her obi to hold him still as he squeezed his knee hard. 'OKAY! OKAHAHAY! ENOHOHOHOUGH!'

'Of course not! This is something we want to treasure! So get ready Kokushibo, because we won't let you go until we discover all your tickle spots!'

Kokushibo laughed but internally agreed, he liked that activity after all.

[mah-t-wordblog]

Masterlist 💛

Demon Slayer 💚🖤💚🖤💚🖤💚🖤💚🖤💚🖤💚🖤💚🖤💚🖤💚

Everything is ok now (lee!Muichiro ler!Kagaya and Amane)

TICKLETOBER New discovery (lee!Shinobu ler!Giyu)

TICKLETOBER Role reversal (lee!Mitsuri ler!Obanai)

TICKLETOBER Costume (lee!Zenitsu ler!Inosuke)

TICKLETOBER Secret (lee!Tanjiro ler!Giyu)

TICKLETOBER Raspberries (lee!Muichiro ler!Giyu)

TICKLETOBER Cackle (lee!Giyu ler!Sanemi)

TICKLETOBER Lose (lee!Genya ler!Muichiro)

TICKLETOBER Spidering (lee!Muichiro ler!Genya)

TICKLETOBER Wake up! (lee!Zentisu ler!Tanjiro)

TICKLETOBER Cuddles (lee!Obanai ler!Mitsuri)

TICKLETOBER Boo! (lee!Giyu ler!Tengen and Kyojuro)

TICKLETOBER Hide and seek (lee!Tanjiro and Nezuko ler!Urokodaki)

TICKLETOBER Chase (lee!Muichiro ler!Yuuichiro)

Embarrassing you (lee!Genya ler!Sanemi)

What are you laughing at? (Lee!Muichiro ler!Obanai and Kaburamaru)

You’re not well (lee!Muichiro ler!Yuuichiro)

Whoever knocks him down first wins (lee!Muichiro ler!Giyu, Obanai and Sanemi)

Take a break (lee!Yushiro Ler!Tamayo)

You need to be kinder! (Lee!Muichiro ler!Tanjiro and others characters)

You thought you could? (Lee!Tanjiro ler!Giyu)

Stop touching that! (Lee!Muichiro ler!Shinobu)

I’m so sorry (lee!Giyu ler!Sabito)

An epic fight (switch!Tanjiro, Muichiro and Genya)

Paper plane competition (lee!Muichiro ler!Tanjiro)

Talking about feelings (lee!Genya ler!Tanjiro)

After the meeting with the hashiras (not tickle fic)

Afectuve memory (lee!Muichiro ler!Tetsuido)

How Giyu discovered (lee!Muichiro ler!Giyu)

Make it better (lee!Muichiro ler!Gyomei)

Defend you (not tickle fic)

The day Muichiro died (lee!Muichiro ler!all the hashira)

Can you take care of her? (Lee!Giyu ler!Nezuko)

Medical exam (lee!Giyu ler!Shinobu)

Make you smile (lee!Muichiro ler!Kotetsu and Kanamori)

The hashiras are better (lee!Gyomei ler!Kokushibo)

Treatment (lee!Giyu ler!Kagaya and Amane)

Painkiller (lee!Tanjiro ler!Giyu)

You can teach him a lesson (lee!Giyu ler!Tanjiro)

It’s too cold for you here (no tickle fic)

The duo strikes again (lee! Muichiro and Tanjiro ler!Kyojuro and Tengen)

Demon slayer characters if you ask then if they are ticklish

Déjà Vu (lee!Giyu ler!Sanemi)

Bad aura (lee!Sanemi ler!Gyomei)

Demon Slayer Headcanons (hashiras)

Demon Slayer Headcanons (kamaboko squad)

Arrogant (lee!Muichiro ler!Kyojuro)

Master and disciple (lee!Giyu ler!Tanjiro and Urokodaki)

Training doll (lee!Giyu ler!Kyojuro and Mitsuri)

Stupid joke (lee!Giyu ler!Muichiro)

No weakness (switch!Tanjiro, Zenitsu and Inosuke)

Ignored (lee!Giyu ler!Tengen)

Yes you’ll go (Switch!Muichiro and Tanjiro)

Miraculous ❤️🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤

Marc and Nathaniel Headcanons

TICKLETOBER Ticklish kiss (lee!Marc ler!Nath)

TICKLETOBER Sweet (lee!Luka ler!Adrien)

TICKLETOBER Tickle Fight (switch!Adrien and Luka

TICKLETOBER Win (lee!Marc ler!Nathaniel)

TICKLETOBER Treat (lee!Adrien ler!Luka)

TICKLETOBER Nuzzles (lee!Cat Noir ler!Ladybug)

TICKLETOBER Anticipation (lee!Nathaniel ler!Marc)

What was that? (Lee!Adrien ler!Luka)

You’re good enough (lee!Nathaniel ler!Marc)

It’s going to be ok (lee!Adrien ler!Luka)

Just relax (lee!Ladybug ler!Cat noir)

You are a work of art (lee!Marc ler!Nathaniel)

Tickle it out of you (lee!Marc ler!Nathaniel)

Keep playing (switch!Luka and Adrien)

Admit it (lee!Nathaniel ler!Marc)

Cheat (lee!Marinette ler!Adrien)

You always win (lee!Marinette ler!Luka and Adrien)

Smiles (switch!Nathaniel and Marc)

Bad artist (lee!Nathaniel ler!Marc)

Bungo Stray Dogs 🤍🤎🤍🤎🤍🤎🤍🤎🤍🤎🤍🤎🤍🤎🤍🤎🤍

TICKLETOBER Joke (lee!Fyodor ler!Nikolai)

TICKLETOBER Tease (lee!Poe ler!Rampo)

TICKLETOBER Are you ticklish? (lee!Chuuya ler!Dazai)

TICKLETOBER Fidget (lee!Atsushi ler!Dazai)

Bungo Stray Dogs Headcanons (only my favorites characters)

Just ask (lee!Dazai ler!Atsushi)

Jujutsu Kaisen 🩷🤍🩷🤍🩷🤍🩷🤍🩷🤍🩷🤍🩷🤍🩷🤍🩷🤍🩷

TICKLETOBER Hug (lee!Megumi ler!Yuji)

TICKLETOBER Prank (lee!Megumi ler!Yuji and Nobara)

[i-will-always-be-happy]

Well, the poll was closed and the winner was Kokushibo (UpperMoon 1)!

Anyway, as I said in my previous post about my Demon Slayer AU so I will separate it into: Lee, Ler and Demonic Art

Demonic Art: Kokushibo has a sword, but his breathing has small sharp moons, do you understand what I mean?

By itself, his demonic art would not hurt, creating a stance solely meant for that purpose. What would the attack consist of? This stance would throw blades at its victim, keeping it still but not hurting it.

Ler: He would do the rest of the work, he would approach his victim slowly, remembering how fragile and vulnerable humans and demons of lower ranks are, in addition to moving his fingers in the air and radiating a feeling of happiness but for his victim, a feeling of fear because I would surely die for it

- He doesn't have a favorite point to go to, he prefers to get used to his victim until he feels ready, of course, if he likes her or feels kind. But if he is in a bad mood and the person is not to his liking, he will go for the death spot

- In addition to the blades, he has access to the transparent world, so without a problem and with an exact deduction he would know which place he would not stand and make him beg for his mercy.

- Kokushibo has seen the UpperMoons playing these games many times and doesn't get involved in them, preferring to be a spectator. But one thing is clear with him, he hates when his hierarchy is destroyed, he often scolds Akaza or Douma, he can deal with both at the same time without the need for his sword

- His teasing is somewhat strange, they are not childish but they are not direct either, it is as if they were more of a scolding

Lee: Is it ticklish? Yes, but it's at your own risk to find out

- Although he doesn't get into fights much, he is Douma's and sometimes Akaza's favorite target. They must be discreet to even approach him and be very lucky so that he does not hear them and can ambush him.

- His hands are tingly, which is evident since being a swordsman for many years has given his hands enormous sensitivity. He doesn't show it and he does, I guess he doesn't deny it

- Sometimes he asks Douma what, well you know, he has done it so many times that he doesn't even have to say it anymore, Douma just misbehaves and mocks the man until he destroys him or until Kokushibo thanks him

- He is sensitive to soft things, yes, hard tickles do not work for him, but if they are a soft touch, he will not stand it and will laugh like a small child. Of course, what I mean is that he will not contain himself, since his laugh is usually hoarse and with snorts, it depends more on the place or the mental preparation that he had

- Yorichi used to play with him, many times. When he trained too much, he would ambush and destroy him. They had many fights when they were children and sometimes he remembers it and activates his lee mod

That is all for now! If you liked it, then I will do another vote soon!

Remember my previous post? Well, I wanted to ask you which Upper Moon you would like to read your headcanon first.

[calicocatsarecute]

Hey guys, I’m so sorry I haven’t been writing through October. My mental health has been kicking me in the butt lately so I’m gonna do some fics to try and cheer me up! Of course I have to start with my favorite duo, lee! Akaza and ler! Kokushibo. Hope you enjoy this!

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Akaza was tired, physically and mentally. This was strange for the Uppermoon’s never ending fighting spirit. Maybe it was the countless meetings, maybe he was over-training, maybe it was Douma’s shenanigans. No matter the cause, he was tired.

So he decided to visit somebody, Kokushibo. Again, he didn’t know why he found Kokushibo’s presence so comforting. As he walked into the older demon’s room, he saw Kokushibo meditating.

“Is something the matter Akaza?” The older asked, stopping his meditation.

Akaza just stood there until plopping down on the floor. “I’m just tired, that’s all.” He mentally cringed at how stoic he sounded.

“Did you drink any Marechi?” Kokushibo asked the smaller. He know that the “special blood” could make others feel tired.

“No, I’m just tired.” Akaza replied, now laying down his hands behind his head.

Kokushibo walked over to where Akaza lay, resting his hand on the younger’s stomach. This caused Akaza to look up at the older.

After Akaza closed his eyes again, that’s when Kokushibo got his chance. The stilled fingers now began scribbling very lightly.

“W-WAHAHA!?” Akaza gasped out as one of bad spots were attacked.

Kokushibo, not wanting over stress the poor thing, switched to scribbling along his biceps.

“Ehehehehe! Kokushibo nohohoho!” The younger demon giggled out, not even trying to stop the onslaught.

“I guess you really are tired.” Kokushibo now adding his other hand to softly knead the other’s side.

“Ohohohokahahay, yohohouhu cahahan stohoh-OHOP! NONONONO NAHAHAHA!” Akaza squealed as both hands started scribbling on his stripes.

“You know, you really are too sensitive~” Kokushibo teased.

“IHIHIHI KNOHOHOW SOHOHO S-STAHAHAHAP!”

With that, Kokushibo stilled his fingers. He patted the younger demon’s head.

Akaza, curling up in Kokushibo’s lap, started to fall asleep. As he rested, Kokushibo smiled.

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Thank you all so much for reading my fics! These string of fics will be scattered, and will not all be Demon Slayer. Anyways thank you all so much! Have a wonderful day!