Can you please do one with the 3 uppermoons and muzan and the f reader is like maomao and looking at they chest, like mo shame deadass staring at it 💔🥹 no like smut but when the demons finally notice they either get offended, flustered,or both.
𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓻𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓤𝔀𝓤
Hi there @thebigjester!
Thank you for your request! This is really interesting cause I like Maomao too XD So thereeee, lemme give it to you hihi!
So there, here's an HC for the 3 Upper Moons + Muzan. This would me my first time writing HC for them so I hope somehow I capture em!
You were not afraid of demons, not because you were brave, but because you were curious. And unfortunately for everyone involved, your curiosity had zero shame. Despite you being literally abducted and presented as a gift to Muzan and the three Upper Moons, your biggest interest still isn't about your safety.
It was their bodies.
More specifically… their chests.
You just wanted to know how their anatomy worked, as clearly they are not humans anymore.
Do their hearts still beat?
Do they still breathe?
Are their muscles soft or hard?
So when you finally saw them, you stared at their figures, deadass, unblinking, and without shame.
🌸𝑲𝒐𝒌𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒃𝒐🌸
❥ Immediately senses your creepy stare even before he can take in your image in front of him. He turns hesitantly, staring back at you and realising where you are actually staring. His chest.
"…Human."
"You look fit."
"The audacity to stare at me like that. Look away before I—"
"Can I touch it?"
❥ Kokushibo ends up completely astounded. Your lack of fear, your bluntness, your zero shame… he can’t tell if you’re a perverted human, very stupid, or a complete psychopath. Probably all three.
❥ He does not let you touch him—at first. He tells himself he will even try to cut your arm if you take another step… but then he hesitates, because curiosity about you is too strong.
❥ You step closer anyway. Your hand hovers over his chest as if you’re performing a scientific experiment. Then, deadpan, you whisper:
"Huh… softer than I expected. Do you bench press ghosts or just swords?"
❥ Kokushibo’s eyes widen.
"…Excuse me?"
You tilt your head. "Muscle density is good. But I need to know if it’s magical or, like… normal demon training."
❥ He tries to glare, but he’s flustered. You, of course, continue poking and pressing like a meticulous scientist, scribbling invisible notes on your hand.
"Human, are you done?"
"Almost. Can I see the other side? Symmetry might be off."
❥ And just when he thinks it can’t get worse, you lift your hand to gesture at him… and accidentally pat him on the sternum.
"Ah. Definitely uneven. Fascinating. But does it tickle?"
"The what?"
"When I touch you like this, does it tickle?"
❥ Kokushibo freezes. Then mutters under his breath:
"…This human is going to be the death of me."
❥ Kokushibo pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs before finally swatting your hand away from his chest.
"Go away. You… you are an odd creature."
❥ But the funniest part? You walk away without a single apology, humming lightly, like he’s just another data point in your chest study.
🌸𝑫𝒐𝒖𝒎𝒂🌸
❥ Douma had been watching your entire interaction with Kokushibo with a delighted smile, already knowing he would be next. The moment you turn toward him, he spreads his arms dramatically, inviting you closer.
"Oh? My turn already? I feel so special~"
"I am conducting a comparative study."
❥ The second you stop in front of him, your gaze drops straight to his chest again. No hesitation. No shame. Just pure analytical focus.
"My, my… you’re very bold," he hums.
"You are less dense than him."
❥ His smile falters for exactly half a second.
"Excuse me, lady?"
"Your muscle distribution is inefficient. You rely too much on regeneration."
❥ He laughs, assuming you’re joking. But honestly, you are not.
❥ Before he can tease you further, you step forward and press your palm flat against his chest as if testing the ripeness of fruit.
"…How forward," he says, amused.
"Do not move."
❥ You press lightly, then harder. Then compare both sides with a small hum of concentration as if you were kneading flour.
"Hmm… You are warmer than expected."
"I’m hurt. You thought I’d be cold?"
"Yes."
❥ He leans closer, lowering his voice as if he were trying to peel out your facade and see what's inside.
"Most people who touch me like this are trying to seduce me."
"I'm not most people. I am trying to calculate."
"…That is significantly less romantic."
❥ You suddenly grab the fabric of his robe and pull it open slightly for a clearer view. The room goes silent.
"…What are you doing?" he asks, still smiling but very aware now.
"You slouch."
❥ You reach up and physically adjust his shoulders.
"Stand straight. You are reducing your own efficiency."
❥ Douma blinks. Not sure if he is hearing you right or he is hallucinating. You certainly don't have a sense of fear, and that amused him as much as it disturbed him.
"…Are you scolding me, lady?"
"Yes."
❥ He bursts into laughter, bright and unbothered, even as you continue poking his chest with clinical seriousness.
"Is that firmness natural or performance-based?"
"Performance-based?"
"Are you flexing?"
❥ He gasps theatrically.
"Of course I’m flexing."
❥ You stare at him for three long seconds before nodding once.
"…That explains it."
❥ Douma pauses, unsure of what you mean. You are really so peculiar, and he can't fathom what's wrong with you and your words.
"…Explains what?"
"You are trying too hard."
❥ For the first time in centuries, Douma feels personally attacked. But it is crazy because he knows that if you manage to survive the night, the next time he sees you, he will stand perfectly straight and flex automatically before you even look at him.
🌸𝑨𝒌𝒂𝒛𝒂🌸
❥ Akaza is already irritated as he watches everything from the side, arms crossed tightly over his chest. The entire situation with Kokushibo and Douma is ridiculous to him. You are clearly insane, and he wants no part in whatever strange experiment you are doing. The moment you start walking toward him, his frown deepens and his eyes narrow.
"…Don’t."
"I need a third sample."
"Wha—why are you staring? I said don’t.”
You stop right in front of him anyway, completely ignoring the threat. Your eyes drop straight to his chest, just like before. Focused. Unblinking. Shameless.
❥ Akaza feels something strange at the way you look at him. It is not fear. It is not hostility. It is evaluation. Like you are measuring him, weighing his strength in ways he cannot see.
"…Why are you staring like that?"
"You are the most physically efficient so far."
❥ He freezes. For a brief moment, his mind goes completely blank.
"…Of course I am."
❥ Pride flares instantly. His posture straightens without him realising. His chest expands slightly, muscles tightening under your gaze. He stands taller. Stronger. It is automatic. Then his brain catches up.
"…That is not the point. Stop staring."
"I am analysing."
❥ His eye twitches. He wants to be annoyed. He truly does. But instead, he finds himself standing even straighter, as if unconsciously presenting himself. Then you step closer.
"…Human."
❥ He should stop you. He should move. Instead, he remains completely still as you raise your hand. Your palm presses flat against his chest. Akaza’s entire body locks. His thoughts even stop.
"…What are you doing."
"Testing resistance."
❥ You press harder, fingers digging slightly into muscle. He can feel the warmth of your hand, the careful pressure, the way you are not afraid at all. It is deeply confusing. Then you knock twice against his chest like you are checking a door.
"…Solid."
"…You just knocked on me."
"Yes."
"I am not made out of wood."
"I didn't say that you are made out of wood, though."
❥ His face heats in pure confusion and irritation. He does not understand why.
"Stop that."
❥ You frown, clearly dissatisfied, and press again, comparing both sides slowly, brows furrowed in concentration.
"Your symmetry is impressive."
"…Obviously."
❥ The answer comes out immediately. Pride again. He cannot stop it. But then you tilt your head, studying him more closely, your expression sharpening with curiosity.
"…May I try something."
"No."
You ignore him anyway and suddenly punch his chest. Not hard. Not a challenge. Just a test.
❥ Akaza freezes with your action.
"…Did you just hit me."
"Yes."
"…Why."
"I wanted to measure recoil."
❥ Silence fills the room as he stares at you. His shock slowly shifts into something else: interest, excitement, and a strange competitive spark.
"…Do it again, then."
"No."
❥ He stares at you, clearly processing everything, trying to understand why this situation makes him feel more alive than any battle. His eyes are bright now, focused entirely on you.
"You are… very strange, human."
"Hmmm…"
You nod seriously, still touching his chest as if he were simply an object of study, completely unaware that you have just triggered something dangerous.
🌸𝑴𝒖𝒛𝒂𝒏 𝑲𝒊𝒃𝒖𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒋𝒊🌸
❥ Muzan is irritated the moment he sees you finishing with the Upper Moons. He has watched centuries of humans, and none are this bold. None are this… completely unafraid. The fact that you are still alive makes his irritation spike. His eyes narrow as he watches you turn toward him, walking slowly and deliberately as if you are performing a perfectly normal inspection.
"…Stop." His voice is low, smooth, and dangerous, carrying the weight of centuries.
"I need the final sample," you answer plainly, without hesitation.
❥ He tightens his jaw. The Upper Moons freeze. Even Douma’s grin falters. Akaza’s fists clench, and Kokushibo pinches the bridge of his nose. But Muzan does not step back. He stands perfectly still, watching you with a mixture of disbelief and controlled fury. You stop directly in front of him. Your gaze drops instantly to his chest. Blatant. Shameless. Analytical. Unblinking.
"…Human," he says, voice dangerously calm.
"Yes," you answer.
"…Why are you staring at me like that?"
"You are the original."
"…Original what?" His brow furrows. A human, bold enough to speak like this, unafraid, touching the Upper Moons… he feels an unfamiliar twinge of unease.
"Specimen."
❥ Muzan’s eye twitches. The room feels heavy. He flexes slightly, instinctively. His posture straightens. His chest rises. Pride flares. And yet… he is still irritated. Confused. Offended.
"…Do you think you can touch me now?" he asks, his voice dangerously smooth.
"Yes. I would love to."
❥ He freezes. You answered as if he had offered you that option, making him raise one eyebrow. One step closer. He grabs your wrist as you lift your hand, gripping firmly. His eyes search your face for some hint of threat, deception, or insanity. There is none. Only pure, cold focus.
"…Explain yourself," he demands.
"I am comparing muscle density," you answer flatly.
❥ He blinks once. Then slowly releases your wrist. Not because he allows it, but because he wants to see what you will do next. You press your palm flat against his chest. The Upper Moons flinch. The air itself seems to hold its breath.
❥ Muzan does not move. His jaw tightens. His muscles tense under your touch. Your hand is warm, precise, and firm. You are not shy. You are not afraid. You are… impossibly casual.
"…You are bold,' he says, a slight twitch in his eye betraying both annoyance and disbelief.
"You are tense," you reply, still pressing gently, comparing symmetry.
❥ His eye twitches again. "…I am not tense."
"You are, though," you state flatly. You lean slightly closer, pressing again, tilting your head.
❥ He feels ridiculous. He feels challenged. He feels… flustered, and he hates it.
"…You are touching me far too casually," he says, his voice low, sharp, and incredulous.
"I need accurate results," you reply, pressing on one side to check balance.
Then you knock lightly on his sternum. Once. Twice.
"…Solid," you mutter.
"…Did you just knock on me?" His voice was sharp, disbelieving.
"Yes," you answer.
❥ His eyes widen. His centuries of control, his aura, and all the fear and reverence he commands—reduced to a human calmly knocking on his chest like it’s a lab experiment. You tilt your head, frowning slightly. "…Hmm. Left side carries more tension."
"…Uneven," he repeats, incredulous.
"Yes," you confirm, pressing again to demonstrate.
❥ Muzan’s perfectly calm exterior cracks ever so slightly. He feels personally challenged by this human. Offended. Infuriated. And yet… strangely… curious.
"…Care to elaborate?" he asks, voice clipped, almost trembling with indignation.
You step closer, adjusting his shoulders slightly. "Relax."
❥ Muzan freezes. You are physically touching him. Instructing him. Correcting him. Ordering him. And you are completely serious.
"…You are ordering me," he mutters, voice tense.
"Yes," you reply simply.
The Upper Moons recoil in terror and disbelief. Douma laughs openly. Akaza’s fists clench so hard his knuckles are white. Kokushibo pinches the bridge of his nose again.
You finally step back, nod once, and say: "I have a…conclusion."
"…Speak," he says, voice incredulous.
"You need sleep."
❥ Muzan stares at you. His centuries of existence, his absolute control, and his fearsome aura were completely undermined by a single human casually touching his chest and lecturing him on posture and rest.
❥ He does not move. He does not respond. He is frozen in disbelief, flustered, and somehow… humiliated. You walk away humming lightly, leaving the Demon King utterly dumbfounded. But inside his head, an idea came.
"Odd human… I think… I'll turn you then…"
𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰!
Thank you for reading once again, and thank you for the request! This is 2/3 of the fics I will do for Feb-Mar! Still waiting for the 3/3, so feel free to drop it in my inbox. Please do check my Requesting Rules though hihi.
Feel free to comment, reblog, like, and request!
Alsoooo! If you want to share some more love tooooo...
I'd like to request some HCs for reader x Gyuutaro, please feel free to disregard if you do not write for him. I was thinking , reader is an omega and demon who uses their presentation as a lure to hunt alphas. She had a similar m.o. in her human life and survived by incapacitating and robbing alphas, though that ended poorly and resulted in her new life as a demon. The red light district is also her hunting ground, but because she and Daki have different tastes in prey (and she has the good sense not to challenge Daki) the three of them are able to coexist peacefully, and have some semblance of an alliance when necessary. Though with Gyuutaro, it evolves into mutual attraction.
Alpha Gyuutaro x Omega Reader HC’s
You had met Gyuutaro when you were a human
You had finally lured the wrong alpha and had payed the price, dearly
You had been on the edge of death when the alpha’s head suddenly appeared and rolled near you
You looked up and saw a gangly man like being
Gyuutaro had been chasing this particular alpha, he was a Hashira that his sister wanted dead since he called her ugly so he was going to bring her his head
And here he found a dying omega
He and Daki had actually known about what you were doing, they knew you used your scent to lure alphas, only to rob and kill them
Gyuutaro had developed a soft spot for you, you reminded him of what he and his sister do, take from those who are more fortunate than they were
So he gave you some of his blood and turned you into a demon
He didn’t expect anything from it, but he was pleasantly surprised to find that you treated him kindly and didn’t seem to mind his appearance
You both got along rather nicely and Daki was happy that her brother finally had someone else who saw him the way she did
Daki may have been worried that you would try to take her brother from her but she was surprised when you cried saying how beautiful their relationship is and how precious it was
You told Daki that you would never hope to come between them, and that you had always wished for a bond as close as their’s
You told Daki you would do whatever you could to protect the bond she has with her brother
Daki eventually developed a soft spot for you as well
During the day, you would stay with Daki and hang out with her and Gyuutaro
At night, you would go on the hunt for Alphas, occasionally bringing Daki the beautiful ones that managed to get away from her
You would cuddle with the siblings and even made a nest for the three of you
As you and Gyuutaro grew closer, Daki demanded that she get to name your first born pup, much to both your’s and Gyuutaro’s embarrassment
Whenever a demon slayer tried to hurt you, Daki and Gyuutaro would defend you
Daki eventually got you a job as her assistant
Gyuutaro and Daki officially marked you so that no one would dare try anything with you
Warnings: if it isn’t obvious already, this post is taking about the Upper Moon’s and my personal HC on their dick sizes. If that makes you uncomfortable in any way, just keep scrolling
A/N: I was actually very surprised by the amount of comments on my Hashira version of this HC post. So I feel a little more comfortable with giving the Upper Moons a go, especially since someone asked if I would do it eheheh. That being said, these men are demons, therefore you may find my size rankings to be a bit unrealistic. But I’m not gonna go crazy and say Muzan has a dick that’s 2 miles long.
This post includes: Muzan, Kokushibo, Douma, Akaza, Hantengu’s clones (Karaku, Urogi, Sekido and Aizetsu), Gyutaro and Kaigaku. And no Gyokko cause that man doesn’t have a dick, period.
In a category of his own: Muzan Kibutsuji
Muzan clearly deserves a category of his own for one particular reason: he’s able to alter his appearance.
Therefore, he’s able to change the size of his dick whenever the fuck he feels like it.
And don’t try and say that stupid cause he can literally change gender and age so changing his dick size isn’t out of the question
On average, Muzan prefers to have a larger dick, mostly because he’s a pussy ass bitch man that needs that kind of confidence down there, if you get what I mean.
Typically soft: 10.5
Typically hard: 11.7
But he can make it as big, small, curved, wide, as he wants
When he wants to torture your ass, he’ll make himself as girthy as he sees fit just to watch you cry and squirm and beg for something a little smaller.
Anytime you get “comfortable” he just increases his girth until you’re crying again. Your pleasure is never his first priority, it’s always his.
1. Kokushibo
Among the demons, it should be no shock that Upper Moon One has always been packing. This man is petrifying so it’s only right that his dick is equally as intimidating as him
Even as a human, this man’s dick was deadly. You can’t change my mind either.
Just in case you’re wondering, Yoriichi is bigger
That’s beside the point, Kokushibo has a lot to work with down there. Whether it’s hard or soft ngl
When soft: 9.5
When hard: 10.7
He’s long, girthy and curves slightly upwards. He’s heavy too, your jaw will certainly hurt by the time you’re done with him.
He’s the type to put a pillow or blanket of some sort under your lower back as he fucks you. Mostly because he’s not clueless to the fact that his dick is big
Kokushibo is the type to ease you into it though, he’s stern but he has a teeny bit of empathy when it comes to fucking you. Unless you’ve pissed him off ofc.
2. Akaza
I know this one is gonna be controversial, especially since I’m putting him above Douma but hear me out.
This man has audacity, which means he got a big dick. No demon is acting like Akaza and having a small dick to go with it. Nuh uh, no sir.
Akaza is sitting pretty knowing damn well his cock is bigger than Douma’s and it actually something Douma taunts him with… which you think the roles would be reversed but hey…
When soft: 8.5
When hard: 9.7
He’s straight, no real curve to him and he has a single blue line going up the underside of his shaft and one that wraps around just before the head of his dick. Like as in the lines that cover his body lol
Akaza is probably the “gentlest” of all the upper moons because of the respect he has for women
That’s not to say he isn’t rough with you, but he definitely cares about your pleasure and feelings more than Douma or Muzan would for example
He’s pretty confident in himself though, at least that’s how it seems to you. He knows what he’s doing to say the least
3. Douma
Alright listen, this man is still packing down there so don’t get mad at me for putting him at third.
His dick is smaller than Akaza’s but not by a ton. Let’s be honest Douma is probably the straightest and gayest demon to ever exist. The embodiment of bisexual LMAO
How does Douma know Akaza’s dick is bigger? The world may never know
When soft: 8
When hard: 9.2
It’s pale like the rest of him, a pretty noticeable curve to it as well. He has some prominent veins because of how pale he is. His tip is like a pinkish gray (idk why I felt the need to include this)
He’s pretty girthy too, so he definitely will make your walls stretch uncomfortably if he doesn’t offer you foreplay
Douma is rough, selfish and truly only cares about his own pleasure but he likes watching you whine and squirm while being impaled on his cock
Douma also has a thing for “belly bulges” so he will fuck you in some odd positions if he means he can see his dick from the outside… if ya know what I mean
4. Gyutaro
Listen, plz just listen cause I promise you I’m going somewhere with this. Cause I can already hear y’all being like ???Scrawny ass Gyutaro is in 4th??? Yes. He is.
Gyutaro got himself a bit of an upgrade when becoming a demon. He for sure does not look like he did a a human. By that I mean he’s taller than he was (even tho he’s hunched)
What I’m tryna get at is demon transformation made his dick bigger and Imma live in my little fantasy world
When soft: 6.5
When hard: 7.2
Gyutaro’s dick is as curved as his spine and as thick as his tiny ass waist. He’s got length but not crazy girth.
Even if he’s rough, it feels good. Like there isn’t a ton of discomfort if he goes in raw with no prep cause he wants to punish you, he’s like the perfect amount of stretch
He’s mean, verbally and physically but at the same time he’s a fucking sucker for your body so he can’t really say much without whining and groaning
He’s got some confidence in his cock but he’s also a bit envious of the other upper moons
5. The Hantengu Clones (Sekido, Karaku, Aizetsu, Urogi)
I’ve talked about my dick HCs for these four in my A-Z NSFW alphabet and I was tryna be realistic. However, when it comes to this post, fuck being realistic.
Sekido when soft 6.2 | when hard 7.1
Karaku when soft 6 | when hard 6.9
Urogi when soft 5.9 | when hard 6.7
Aizetsu when soft 5.7 | when hard 6.5
There is so much to say here but honestly my brain is malfunctioning so I can’t even delve into it
Regardless, the four of these demons fuck very differently and use their dicks very differently
Sekido and Urogi have no curve, Karaku has a slight curve and Aizetsu’s curves upwards
Hantengu himself had a 3 inch dick and you can’t tell me otherwise. Pussy ass bitch
6. Kaigaku
I hate this little bitch but I’m including him so I can rag on his fugly ass. Kaigaku simps I’m sorry but I can’t stand him
This douche has the smallest dick among the upper moons. This is full Kaigaku slander.
When soft: 5.2
When hard: 6
I’ll give him a decent dick tho cause boy does he have the fucking audacity
That’s all I’m gonna give y’all cause I ain’t wasting my time on him GOOD BYE I didn’t even tag is ass
Ok, I'm sure EVERYONE on this earth can see my reblogs and know what hyper obsession I'm having recently. SO I really want to write for it! I have gained creativity and inspiration by my obsession, but I need help with the ideas!! So please tell me which story you would want to read!! And feel free to request for KNY ♡♡
Story 1
A WARP IN THE UNIVERSE
This is story is where Reader is from the real word and after falling down a "Rabit hole" She finds herself in the universe of KNY, not knowing if or where she will ever get back to her world she ends up running into the Demon slayers. She ends up saving one of their lives by using her knowledge from her world. After being questioned how she seems to know things that haven't happened yet. And it leads to an interesting turn of events...
This story would be a potential poly, pillars x reader story
Story 2
BLUE SPIDER LILY
This story is where Reader was the original demon that began the cure and indirectly led to Muzan and his demon uprising, and in her guilt and shame she hid away from the world and tried to make things right, and after her hidden village of friendly demons was discovered as well as her Blue Spider lily's she has to find away to either end all demons for good, or find a way for peace.
This story would be a Muzan + Upper moons × reader × pillars (this story will have a chose your own ending!!l
Story 3
THE DEMON CURSE
This story is where, in a large fight between Muzan and his upper moons and the Hashira pillars, it takes a turn, and in the head of battle, they all fall unconscious, only to wake up in a strange place. Either the world around them has become extremely big, or they have shrunk very small. Now, the size of a pencile or less, they find the demon God of their world (reader), and they have to learn to live together in order to get back to their world.
This would be a sillier story in comparison to the other two, and it will be a harem situation. And it is based on cute art stuff I saw where they were small and could fit in the palm of your hand.
