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[pfpanimes]

⌕ kimetsu no yaiba: hashira geiko-hen • EP 08.

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[merechi]

[o3o-aya]

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

I’m making it short and sweet 🥹🫶

“Take it.”

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

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

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

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

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

And here you were, refusing to take it.

He needed you to get better!

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

But…

He couldn’t help but fall for you.

Your smile was perfect, everything about you.

From to your laugh to the silly way you walked.

And he couldn’t just… Lose you…

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

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

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

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

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

“You swallowed… Good.” He muttered.

You knew what you were doing when you got better…

[vrystalius]

A crown fit for a king.

You made a flowercrown for Muzan while going out during the day and are now presenting it to him.

Pairing: Muzan x human!gn!reader

He envies you for being able to go out during the day. Even if you are his partner and lover, Muzan can’t help but be incredibly jealous seeing you get sent away to the human world by Nakime. It was almost like the gods were laughing directly down at him, if they even exist and care for him, giving him such a wonderful human to love and cherish only for you to walk outside in the sun, parading the ability the doesn’t possess and yet so desperately craves for. It stinged him deeply, both the humiliation of falling for a mere human like you and not finding the damn spiderlily. Muzan was angrily flipping through the pages of his journal, trying to find something, anything he might’ve missed by mistake.

He wasn’t paying attention to his surroundings— why would he? The demon king can sense any presence entering the Infinity castle anyway, so no need to be tense. That was until he felt your fingers suddenly brush his hairs aside before placing something light onto his head. Muzan slowly turned his head to face you with his eyes wide and jaw clenched.

“What is the meaning of…”

He slipped the crown off his head and inspected it closely. It was a simple flowercrown made out of beautiful Sakurasou blossoms. A small smile he couldn’t control from spreading as he remembered their meaning; desire and long-lasting love. Either you weren’t aware of their message while you were crafting a crown or you exactly knew what you were doing.

“…this thing?”

Muzan’s gaze moved away from the crown and glanced at you, analysing your face. You had a bright grin on your face and took the flowercrown out of his hands.

“I wanted to make you a little something. You seemed to like flowers and botanic things, especially that spiderlily you keep talking about.”

You tip-toed and glanced over his shoulder and eyed his journal. Muzan followed your gaze and let out a hum.

“I don’t need it. Keep it yourself, it suits you more than me.”

And with that, he turned his back on you and began flipping through the pages again. You first watched him for a moment before getting back on your tip-toes, wanting to place the crown back onto his head. Right as your hands hovered over his hair—

“Do not do that.”

“But— it looks good on you! The purple brings out your pretty eyes more.”

Despite his command for you to stop you crowned him with your craft, brushing through his hair a little and fixing it in the process. Once you were satisfied with your work, you leaned over Muzan’s shoulder and pressed a light kiss on his cheek.

“Keep wearing it, at least for a couple hours. For me? Please? Your favourite human and darling?”

Your pouting and sad attempts to coax him into continuing to wear it were useless, he just took the crown and slipped it off his head, throwing it carelessly aside onto his desk. This was your cue to stop your attempts at persuading as it was clearly not working on him. A sigh escaped your lips before placing one last kiss onto his cheek, wich he did not react to, before you quietly left the laboratory. You didn’t want to annoy him further and risk being denied to join him in bed that night so you left before you could.

Once you were gone, Muzan eyed the closing door before moving his gaze back to the flowercrown on his desk. He groaned and grabbed the craft, slipping it back into his head. He used one of his vials as a mirror to fix the position and his hairs until he was content with his appearance. The demon king caught himself smiling back at his reflection, wich made the grin immediately fade away again to prevent further humiliation. He cleared his throat and fixed his thigh before dedicating himself back to his research, the crown resting on his ebony hair.

🎃

Flufftober prompt: “Don’t do that” “But-“

I hope the mutual I intended this for will read this! I’m not sure if they have been active lately but I thought I should write something for them. Muzan and Sanemi are one of their favourite characters and since I haven’t wrote anything for Muzan, I decided to write a little something for him! Hope you enjoyed this.

Anyways, make sure to EAT, SLEEP and DRINK enough!

Take care of yourselves <3

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[married-to-google-translater]

Muzan with pregnant reader? reader was kicked out of the house of her former bf because he didn't want the kid but reader did.(also thought they were cheating but reader ain't like that.) Knowing the situation, would Muzan be ok with taking care of someone else's kid?

(i understand this can be a very real situation for rl ppl and you don't have to do it but if you do tysm!)

Okay I can try my best ❤️

Little Trigger warning with this post.

Muzan Kibutsuji

Muzan would immediately notice your only weak situation and he would decide to take advantage of it.

The Demon Slayer corp is after him and he needs a "family".

Your situation was definitely not the best.

This is why Muzan started "dating" you.

The wedding would happen quickly.

And if anyone asked, the child would be yours.

Muzan has no other crush on you at first.

You exist and are useful to him.

But time would pass...

Muza's interest in you would increase more if you accidentally proved yourself to be useful.

The way to his hearts is through the blue spider lilies.

(Muzan has seven hearts by the way)

And even a small crumb of information would be enough to make him like you.

How is it that you are more useful than all his upper moons combined?

Muzan does not understand this.

He would definitely start liking you more.

Muzan would have no problem with your child.

But jealousy of another man would be tough.

Muzan would definitely "take care" of it.

They will probably never reveal that they are a demon.

Muzan wouldn't want to upset you.

Sometimes ignorance is the best gift

[flametrashiraarchive]

Hey, hun is it possible to do a part 3 of Muzan with reader with big boobs or even do a version with Kokushibo please?🥺

*runs to her laptop so fast she breaks the sound barrier*

Yup!

(I'm just gonna do Muzan for right now- I'm kinda struggling to figure out Koky's character)

NSFW below the cut.

Also, for those who haven't read it, here is PART 1 and PART 2 of the Muzan x boobs saga.

MUZAN x boobs pt 3.

You're not exactly sure when the Infinity Castle became your permanent residence but you never seem to leave anymore.

In the beginning, Muzan would always come to your place for his titty sucking stress relief sessions, but if there's one thing the Demon King truly despises it's minor inconvenience.

So, you're lying on a plush pillow, reading one of his botany books in a cozy room of the castle when the sliding door flies open with so much force it smashes against the wall. Splinters of wood rain down onto the floor.

You don't even flinch. You're used to his tempers by now.

He's back from his trip to Asakusa and grumbling about hanafuda earrings and sun breathers

"Tits. Now."

You pull open your kimono with one hand, not even looking up from your book.

(If you wore bras before you've given up by now; Muzan just shreds them to bits anyway and those bitches are expensive.)

He moves with supernatural speed, and before you can even blink he's taken your place on the pillow and you're sat straddling him.

Then he pulls your upper half down on top of him, completely smothering him with your chest.

You're still engrossed in the book as he slowly licks around your areola, following the path of ridges and bumps before tickling your nipple with the tip of his tongue.

A shiver runs through your body but you keep reading, because you just got up to the chapter about the strange blue flowers which you used to weave into crowns at your grandmother's house when you were little and-

He snatches the book from your hands and tosses it across the room and into the fireplace, emerging from between your breasts to glare at you.

Muzan is just as shocked as you are by his apparent annoyance at your lack of attention. Why should he care if you're enjoying it or not? This is for his satisfaction, not yours... and yet...

He makes it his mission then to make sure you cannot ignore him.

He sucks your tits with such ferocity you feel tingles all the way down your spine and throbbing at your core.

Grips your wrists and pins your hands to the pillow above his head so your tits are hanging in his face; soft and defenceless against his wicked tongue.

He groans as he bends a knee to wedge his thigh between yours, applying such delicious pressure.

Kneads your tits with his slender fingers, trailing his pointed fingernails lightly around the undersides, making goosebumps raise over your skin and eliciting the first whimper.

Yess... he wants more of that.

He chuckles cruelly as he feels you grind against his thigh, his tongue unrelenting as he laps at your aching buds.

While his mouth is occupied, tugging one of your nipples between his lips and making them swell and harden, his fingers work the other; massaging, teasing, tugging until they're so puffy and dark, glistening with his saliva.

On and on it goes, until you're gasping his name amongst curses. Your grinding becomes frantic and arrhythmic, and the sweltering heat of your sex presses through the fabric of his trousers.

You're close... so... damn... close...

Then he lowers his knee, taking away the friction

(this asshole- istg)

He continues licking your nipples as you whine, taking sick satisfaction from the way you so desperately try to hump his hips, craving release.

"Beg me."

Even if you do, he'll keep up this give-and-take until you're a bleating mess.

He doesn't want your breathy "please Muzan, let me cum," he wants you sobbing.

And only when your tears come does he roll you onto your back, wedge his thigh back between yours and permit you to bring yourself release.

"Such a pathetic harlot," he whispers, his voice laced with darkness and desire as he watches you cum. "My pathetic harlot."

Strums his thumbs over your swollen nipples to make your body jolt as you come down from your high.

You lay there, whimpering and exhausted as he lowers his head, nuzzling your chest.

Is he... snuggling?!?

"What the hell happened in Asakusa?" you ask.

He simply closes his eyes and "sleeps" with one hand cupped over your breast, finally a little calmer.

[lovelywritinglady]

Idea that been on my mind for like weeks. GN reader that is Muzan's S/O that isn't well known by demons not even some of the uppermoons. Reader comes to the Infinity castle during an uppermoon meeting and gets on to Muzan about leaving a mess (Dead person) at the house and how they always have to clean the blood up. They are tugging Muzan's ear which is just surprising to the uppermoons. Nakime knows Reader cause she brings them there. Kokushibo knows reader because he saw reader in the infinity castle before doing whatever. Reader is also a demon.

Feel free to ignore this.

Sure thing!! Thank you for requesting!

Yes Dear

Muzan Kibutsuji x GN!reader

In which the demons in the infinity castle are shocked by the authority you seem to have over their Lord Muzan.

Fluff, established relationship, mentions of violence, demons, out of character Muzan/other demons.

The moon was high as the upper moon demons gathered together because of their lords command. They all stood in the infinity castle as they awaited their lord who had important news to tell them. Douma in particular was getting restless, wishing he could partake in the eating of beautiful women instead.

“Where is our Lord?” Douma asked to no one in particular.

“Be patient, I am sure our Lord will arrive shortly.” Akaza replied with an annoyed tone.

“Hmmm, fine then.” Douma sighed.

Just then, the man of the hour himself arrived, almost in a flash. Douma, Akaza, and the other upper moon demons all stood still at Muzans aura. Chills ran down their spines and their once proud faces were now ones of fear. They all bowed simultaneously and kept their heads down to show their loyalty.

“Mmm good to know you all still know your place.” Muzan spoke looking down at them with slight disgust. The smell of blood thick in the air as Muzans latest victim lie dead on the floor.

“Yes my lord.” They all spoke heads still down

“Dammit Muzan! Not again!” An angry demon called out making all of the upper moons lift their heads in surprise.

“What is it now dear.” Muzan spoke calmly looking at his beloved.

“How many times have I told you that you cannot leave your dinner anywhere you want. You’re the lord of all demons at least act respectable. My goodness.” The new demon scolded Muzan as the tugged on his ear which surprised all of the other demons in the room.

“My…apologies, y/n. Please let go of my ear darling.” Muzan spoke softly hoping his subordinates wouldn’t hear.

“For what” Y/n said still holding onto his ear.

“For… leaving my dinner… laying around.” Muzan responded looking annoyed as his ear was throbbing in pain.

“Good. And this time there is no way in hell I’m going to clean up after you.” Y/n spat giving Muzan their best glare as they finally let go of his ear.

“Yes dear.” Muzan as he looked deep in their eyes. Muzan then held y/n’s face affectionately before turning back to his subordinates who gave him a look of confusion.

“What are you all looking at. If you’d like to keep your head then I suggest you bow your heads.” Muzan yelled glaring his bright red eyes at the upper moon demons.

“Yes my Lord Muzan.” They all said in unison.

“This powerful demon is Y/n, who also happens to be my mate. Treat them as you would treat me.” Muzan ordered looking at them in disgust.

They all bowed further showing that they understood their lord’s demand. Y/n then heals on to their mates arm holding it affectionat. They then looked at the sight before them feeling pride that their love is so powerful.

“Don’t you have import news to tell them, my love?” Y/n asked looking up at Muzan.

“Why yes, Dear.” Muzan replied looking into their e/c eyes. “I have gathered you all here today to tell you that a demon that has conquered the sun had finally come.” Muzan started as he continued to hold on to his love.

Thank you so much for reading and thanks to the person who requested this fic!!💜 Sorry this took so long!!! Thank you for your patience.

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[shiruba-tsuki]

I've received no divine punishment whatsoever. Even though I've killed hundreds... thousands of humans... I have never been held accountable. Over the last thousand years I've never seen the gods or Buddha.

[one-green-frog]

Yandere!Muzan story where the reader is running through the infinity fortress dimension, trying to escape. The other Demon Moons are searching for them, but it’s ultimately Muzan who finds them.

Yandere Muzan x m!Reader

Crimson Love

The echo of your footsteps resonated through the endless, shifting corridors of the Infinity Castle. Your breathing was short, panicked, gasping for air, as you darted around another corner, your heart pounding against your ribs. This place was a nightmare, its architecture a cruel labyrinth of sliding panels and impossible geometry. The second you looked away from one corridor, it would be gone, replaced by another set of doors or and endless drop into what seems to be nothing.You’d been running for what felt like hours, every turn leading you deeper into this inescapable hell. Every turn felt like you get closer to escaping and every second turn felt like you further traveled into the spiderweb

Captured by the demons. The thought sent chills down your spine.

You didn’t even know how you got here. One moment, you were traveling with your companions, and the next, you were dragged into this twisted dimension, simply falling through doors. The Upper Moons lurked somewhere in these endless halls, their sinister laughter occasionally echoing through the void. You couldn’t let them find you.

Your legs burned, your body screamed for rest, but fear propelled you forward. Stopping would mean certain death, it felt like it at east Every shadow felt alive, every creak of the shifting walls made your stomach churn. You turned another corner, heart hammering in your chest—and then froze.

The floor dropped away into an abyss.

You stumbled backward, your foot slipping on the edge. Your hands shot out, barely keeping your balance. The void below seemed endless, a certain fall to death. Despair began to creep in. There was no way out. No escape.

But you couldn’t give up. Not yet.

You turned to retreat, only to hear soft footsteps approaching. The sound was deliberate, unhurried, and far too calm for someone hunting you. Your pulse spiked. Upper Moon?

You pressed yourself against the wall, holding your breath, praying the shadows would conceal you. The footsteps grew louder, closer, until—

A figure emerged.

It wasn’t one of the Upper Moons. No, this was far worse.

Muzan Kibutsuji.

The King of Demons stood before you, his presence suffocating, his crimson eyes gleaming like twin flames in the dim light. He was immaculate, his sharp features radiating an unnatural beauty that only made the terror he inspired more profound. His pale lips curled into a small smile, one that sent a shiver down your spine.

“Ah,” he said softly, his voice like silk and poison. “There you are, my darling.”

Your knees nearly buckled. You tried to back away, but there was nowhere to go. Back already pressed against the wall, bottomless pit next to you, the only way out blocked by the monster right in front of you. Your options dwindled to nothing.

“Stay back!” you stammered, your voice trembling.

Muzan tilted his head, amusement dancing in his eyes. “Why would I harm you? You should know by now, Y/N, I have no intention of letting anything happen to you.”

Your breath hitched. How did he know your name?

“I’ve been watching you for a long time,” he continued, taking a slow step closer. “Your strength, your spirit—it’s captivated me. You, my dear, are… exquisite.”

“Let me go,” you choked out, your fists clenching. “I don’t belong here!”

“Oh, but you do,” Muzan said, his tone deceptively soft. “You belong with me. Don’t you see, Y/N? The world out there is cruel, fleeting. Humanity is weak, fragile. But here, with me, you’ll never have to fear pain or death again. We’ll spend eternity together.”

You shook your head, panic clawing at your chest. “You’re insane!”

Muzan’s smile faltered for a brief moment, but his composure returned quickly. “You’ll understand, in time,” he said, his voice lowering into something almost tender. “You’re special, Y/N. You were meant for this—meant for me.”

He reached out, and you flinched as his cold hand brushed your cheek. The touch sent ice through your veins, but Muzan’s expression softened, as if he were cradling something precious.

“You’ve been running for so long,” he murmured. “Aren’t you tired? Stop fighting, Y/N. You can’t escape me.”

Desperation surged within you, overriding your fear. With a burst of courage, you swatted his hand away and turned to run again—but it was futile. The walls shifted again, the only chance of freedom changed into a prison wall, closing in, forcing you to be trapped with this monster.

Muzan’s patience seemed infinite. He stepped forward, his movements fluid, predatory. “Why do you resist?” he asked, his tone calm but tinged with something darker. “I’ve been so generous, letting you roam free. But if you insist on making this difficult…”

You spun around to face him, heart hammering. “I’ll never stay here willingly!”

Muzan’s eyes narrowed, the faintest flicker of annoyance crossing his face. Then he sighed, as though disappointed. “So stubborn. But no matter.”

Before you could react, he closed the distance between you in a blur. His hand gripped your wrist, firm but not painful. The sheer strength behind his touch rendered you immobile.

“You’ll learn to love me, Y/N,” Muzan whispered, his lips dangerously close to your ear. “You’ll see that I’m the only one who can protect you, the only one who truly understands you. And when you do… we’ll be happy. Together.”

Tears stung your eyes as you struggled against his grip, but it was no use. Muzan was unyielding, his gaze soft yet terrifying.

“I’ll take care of you,” he said, almost tenderly. “And you’ll never leave my side again.”

The world around you seemed to dissolve, the Infinity Castle bending to Muzan’s will. You felt the floor shift beneath you, your prison cell shifting into what looked to be a normal room. The last thing you saw before darkness consumed you was Muzan’s cold, possessive smile.

And then, silence.

Eternity had begun.

[phntxm]

} human muzan, mean muzan a/n; WE NEED MORE HUMAN MUZANNNNN

assuming from the reactions of the gardener and maid as he walks alone, perhaps due to his noble status, they hesitate to help him even when he might stumble or need help

Muzan finds his illness frustrating and don't want to look pathetic, he preferring not to be supported from anyone while walking or feeding his medicine

therefore, the only way is not to offer help that might make him look pity, but to be useful to him instead

the first time you offer to help him walk, you could suggest him to hold your arm for balance

"don't be absurd, I don't need your help" he replies

you explain that you could serve as his walking support, as a stupid crutches, as a cushion for him to fall on, or even a damn floor for him to step on if he desires

by positioning yourself as a tool for his use rather than as someone helping him, he might see you as invaluable without feeling indebted to you, a mere servant in his eyes

[nikailustracion]

Some of my fav eye shots from Kimetsu no Yaiba 

I’m bored and I can’t stop making gifs, help 

[gamergirl-niffler]

Muzan Kibutsuji || Demon Slayer S4 Ep6

[merechi]

[o3o-aya]

Yes!

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

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

HEHEHEHEH

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What if we have guests?!” You asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[vrystalius]

pt.1 // NSFW Alphabet — Muzan Kibutsuji

Part one of a NSFW Alphabet all about the demon king.

Pairing: Muzan x afab!reader

(Includes the letters A to M)

Here’s part two.

A = Aftercare (what is he like after sex?)

Muzan learned to give aftercare rather than doing it because he wants to. He’d like for you to stay around him, so he’ll of course treat you well after such a tiring activity— it’s the right thing to do. He’s gentle and soft, his fingers brushing through your hair or him holding you against his body to savour the warmth for a little longer, but there is a slight clinical undertone to his actions. It’s almost calculated, every single touch and action supposed to make you fall for him further. Not for any bad reasons, it’s just that he wants you by his side for all eternity or until you succumb to your human nature. It’s his way to show that he lives you and wants to keep you by his side.

Sometimes Muzan asks (almost ordering and demanding) you to hold him. He has a lot of responsibilities and dreadful tasks awaiting him like meeting with Kokushibo, assigning new missions and whatnot. He doesn’t want to think about these annoying chores ahead of himself and would much rather smother his face between your breast and rest. You can kind of feel his chest vibrating against you, almost like he is purring, weirdly enough.

“Do not let go. That is a direct order, you hear me?”

B = Body part (his favourite body part of his and yours)

Muzan favours his hands the most. He takes good care of them with lotion and cremes he bought from the west and even files his nails when his schedule allows him to. They need to be in good shape since he likes slicing humans and demons with his claws the most— it’s entertaining to watch them bleed out after all. Also, Muzan uses his hands for the most important things; research, experiments, caressing you. Very important, all of these things. He likes using his fingers to angle your face and kiss you, use his hands to properly hold you in place, glide his fingers over your back to make you shiver.

His favourite body part of yours are your lips. Muzan has a silent obsession with them, how they part when you speak or curve upwards when you smile. He loves tracing his thumb over the lower one, making you anticipate the kiss even more while he is busy admiring the softness. To him, your lips are the way to show him his favourite type of affection, wether it be a kiss on his cheek as a goodbye, a kiss on the lips after a reunion, or a kiss on his tip to make his thighs shudder and tremble.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum)

Everything about Muzan should be appreciated— especially his essence. He craves to make you swallow every single drop the most but is too prideful to ask for it, instead decorating your face in his substance. You look beautiful, marked like that.

His other favourite area to finish on is on your thighs and ass, the areas that bring him the most pleasure of course. It’s his way to acknowledge the way you make him shudder and feel like he just stepped into the sun again during cumming. Muzan is incredibly tempted to finish inside, but wont. He’s a true gentleman after all.

D = Dirty secret (a dirty secret of his)

He will not share this secret even if he was threatened to be thrown out into the sun if he didn’t; Muzan wants to be the absolute bottom for you. He wants you to take 100% of the control and use his body as you wish. He wonders if you can make him whimper— how pathetic would that be like? The demon king doesn’t indulge in those fantasies often, but when he does, the tenting in his expensive dress pants would be more than aching. He has come as far as buying little somethings for when the day finally comes. He has stored restrains, silken and leather, whips of different sizes and lengths and even some gagging devices. Muzan once thought about restraining you in such manner but that thought didn’t arouse him as much as the fantasy of you having full control over him.

“The box? No, do not touch it. It’s not yours to look into. I’ll show you its contents when I feel like it.”

E = Experience (How experienced is he?)

As a human, he of course gathered no experience at all. Not that Muzan wanted any, he could not be bothered to find a wife nor bed her since he believed his death awaits soon anyway, so why go through the physical exhaustion and maybe even pain to loose his virginity? As a demon, he indulged himself a couple of times with his previous wives and with other charmed women, but not regularly. He had viewed sex as a stress relief rather than lovemaking, but once he Muzan fell for you his view on sex changed.

He is experienced but not a lot, just average. He knows what to do to make you moan and scream and he knows to reach his own high, but that is also where his knowledge ends. He is open to explore further though, as long as it brings you and him pleasure— nothing too crazy though. He gave you the nastiest glare after you suggested one of the upper moons being nearby while you two had sex. What if they find their master in a compromising position, huh? What if they hear the moans that are only meant for his ears? Ever thought of that?

“No, no demon will be stationed near our bedroom— do not even think about asking Douma over again, you are aware of my opinion of that creature.”

G = Goofy (Is he more serious in the moment? Or humorous? etc.)

It is impossible for him to be humorous during sex, and if you dare to suppress a giggle or laugh at him in any way, Muzan will be greatly offended. He’d stop whatever he’s doing and eye you in annoyance, either slipping back into the clothes he was wearing before and continue on with his day/night or return to the task he was doing beforehand, leaving you cold. He is greatly offended by your behaviour and WILL show it.

H = Hair (How well-groomed is he?)

Muzan is clean shaven, not only in his pubic area but everywhere on his body. He has perfect control over every cell, and with that, can control how and where to grown his hair. He likes keeping his body clean and pristine and expect you to that as well. He prefers it if you shave your private areas, since it will irritate his smooth skin when rubbing against yours. But he doesn’t care all too much.

I = Intimacy (How is he during the moment? Romantically.)

Muzan is not romantic in the traditional sense that he lights candles and has cuddly sex with you, but rather that he is romantic in his own Muzan-way. He is hyper aware of every reaction you are giving him and will properly respond by making those pretty moans even louder. His hand would grip either your hair or chin tightly, forcing you to look either at him or at how his length fully disappeared inside of you, mumbling praises at how good you are doing or how beautiful you look. Sometimes, he’ll roll his hips slower and slower to savour every single inch of your insides tightening around him, his eyes unfocused and mouth slightly agape, mumbling broken parts of your name followed by “g-gods” and “y-you’re perfect.”

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

It is very rare that Muzan ever has to masturbate. If he ever gets unintentionally hard, he can immediately get flaccid again by simply redirecting his bloodcells elsewhere, but if he has nothing better to do and is in the mood, then why not? He likes to test his limits when he does, his movement becoming faster and slower, stopping right before he’d finishes to watch his muscles contract and thighs shiver, before picking up the pace again and doing the process all over. He is also very silent while masturbating, no huffing, groaning or moaning at all. Once, you walked in on Muzan relieving himself and you didn’t even notice. His back was turned and from behind he just looked busy as always, so you didn’t disturb. Muzan was aware of your presence of course but didn’t care, you are his partner after all. If you were to really catch him in the act, maybe he’ll just continue pumping his hand up and down shamelessly.

K = Kink (one or more of his kinks)

Size difference

Muzan can change the size of his length on command— do you want it longer? Thicker? Veinier? Maybe even smaller? Well, your partner wants to see that bulge forming in your stomach when fully accommodating him, how he can see in your eyes that you swear you can feel him all the way against your lungs, and by the way your mouth agapes and drool slides down your chin that he is about to split you in half. It’s very humorous to him to change his size while he’s still inside, watching your eyes widen in surprise and feel the difference in fullness. How adorable you look when you swear you can’t handle him and proceed to ride him for the rest of the evening.

L = Location (favourite places to take you)

Obviously it would be within the Infinity Castle, but his favourite place is his laboratory. There are a lot of priceless things in there that should not be broken or even touched, but Muzan likes the risk of that. Sometimes, if he feels especially bold, he would slide everything off his desk in one motion and would present you the empty space, waiting for you to take your place and prepare.

His second most favourite place would be inside expensive and luxurious hotels. Muzan likes being surrounded by human luxury and even more around western styled hotels— before having sex with you, he’d inspect the whole room and interact with different items to check their function before even sparing a glance at you sitting on the bed, watching him move around so curiously. It surely was *his* second favourite location to have sex with you, but surely not yours. Nothing sexier than a handsome man inspecting a modern type showerhead, right?

“Just wait another minute darling, I’m almost with you. Wouldn’t it be nice to have a showerhead like this in our bathroom? The water would hit the skin much nicer, and—“ (You stopped listening from that point on.)

M = Motivation (What turns him on, gets him going?)

Muzan is weirdly turned on when you are very concentrated. Seeing you passionate or engaged about something like your hobby, a conversation or a task makes him want to watch you silently for a moment, thinking about how he wants to distract and break that concentration to make you focus on him and him only. His hands would slyly wrap around your waist, his lips meeting your warm neck over and over, trying to gauge any reaction from you. His fingers would slowly slide into your waistband and tug on your underwear, sliding over the fabric, trying to recognise wich one you are wearing right now so he can think about how he can either slowly slide it off your legs or carelessly rip it open.

“Is that lace, my darling? It’s thin, I can feel it. You expected me to do this, didn’t you? What a temptress you are.”

Here’s part two.

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Ahhh I was so excited when I saw Douma winning the poll, he was the reason I wanted to write NSFW after all! But I am happy with Muzan too. There are people that requested Akaza NSFW alphabet twice in my inbox and once under my posts and I really feel bad for that person :,D But I’ll write it in November or December!

Also, random fact about me, I am seriously terrified of deep waters and have Submechanophobia or something like that. It’s the fear of manmade structures underwater. For some reason I’ve been watching cave diving and on-water tragedy recaps on youtube and keep terrifying myself with them— I can’t stop though! It’s addicting :,)

Anyways, make sure EAT, SLEEP and DRINK enough!!

Take care of yourselves <3

Here’s my event masterlist 🎃

[married-to-google-translater]

Hiii! First time making a request hehe

Can you make one where Reader is a newly turned demon but is terrified of her new powers but Muzan is soft and gentle with her and tries to help her through it?

Muzan Kibutsuji

Muzan would not be a gentle man.

He wouldn't want to show this kind of affection to anyone else.

However, you were different because you were Muzan's partner.

And you two had been together for a very long time.

Because of this, Muzan would be softer.

Turning you into a demon would be his idea.

You knew better than to oppose your partner's ideas, but you'd be lying if you said the idea didn't scare you.

Your panic wouldn't help change.

Muzan would try to convince you that he wouldn't have fallen in love with you if he wasn't sure you could handle this.

But it wouldn't be as comforting as he'd thought.

Turning into a demon would be really painful.

And the change would be long.

Muzan would be careful with this one.

When you were ready he would want you.

Muzan would be secretly relieved.

He would be a little softer on you after this.

Because you obeyed him so well.