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KnY girls x hurt!reader headcanons

[How they would react to a twisted ankle]

Just a random idea I decided to write XD Hope you enjoyed!

Tsuyuri Kanao🌸:

• To be honest Kanao probably wouldn't know what to do at first. 

• "Y/N! Are you okay?" What should I do what should I do.

• She gets flustered easily when she sees you in pain like that. Kanao doesn't want to make it worse so she won't touch you or make you move.

• She'd treat you very delicately, partly because she's really unsure how to act in situations like this.

• She'd try not panic for your sake though and after standing there and thinking silently for a hot minute she decides she can do two things. She can wait and comfort you until the pain subsides but you guys are going to be late for curfew, or she can carry you on her back

• It's times like these where she really wished she could use her coin, but she remembers what she promised to you and eventually decides to go with the latter option.

• "Ah Shinobu san is going to kill me if I return you late," you grinned, attempting to stand, then grimaced in pain when you tried to put pressure on the injured foot.

• "It's okay, she'll understand," Kanao says softly, reassuringly as she crouches beside you.

• "Uhm, Kanao? What are you doing?" 

• "I'll carry you on my back. That way you won't have to walk back."

• You couldn't see her face, since her back was to you, but you could see a light blush dusting the tips of her ears.

• "Ah Kanao! Wait! I'm quite heavy I don't think you can-" without warning, she lifts you off the ground and you find yourself clinging onto her for dear life.

• "Shinobu nee san would know what to do. We need to get you to her, right now." Well, you heard the lady. No more arguing.

• Not that you can really complain though. But geez this girl was stronger than she looked.

Kochou Shinobu🦋:

• Would cover up her surprise when you yelped in pain with sass. A lot of it.

• "Ara? What a clumsy one we have here."

• "Shinobu, are you going to just stand there and mock me?"

• "Hmm...I think so, yep!" she'd smile her usual 'I'm actually irritated' smile. In this case, she was actually worried. But she doesn't want to show you her soft side~

• "What's the use of dating a medicine expert if all she's going to do is poke fun at me when I get hurt," you were starting to get annoyed. Your ankle was paining and her attitude was not helping.

• "Oh please! I'm plenty useful! I suggest we amputate the twisted ankle and that should get rid of the pain!"

• "I can't tell if you're joking or not." This woman can be insanely scary.

• She then rummages around in her purse and, no joke, you were half scared of her pulling out a knife and cutting off your foot then and there. But thank god she pulls out a little pot of ointment and starts slathering it gently on the paining area that had started to swell.

• "There, that should do for now" Shinobu proceeds to tie the area with her scarf.

• "Feel better?" she asked, with a voice that resembled a mother when talking to their small child, all of her edge and sarcasm completely gone. You tested it and it felt miles better, so you nodded with a tentative smile.

• "Let's treat you properly at the Estate." She then helps you up, being careful as to avoid putting pressure on your injured leg. Gingerly supporting half your body weight on hers, letting your arm drape on her shoulders.

• "You're the perfect height for this Shinobu chan," you say with a genuine smile, not attempting to tease her at all.

• "Say that again, and I'll leave you on the side of the road," the smile on her face not matching her words.

• Laughs nervously.

Kanroji Mitsuri💕:

• This bean would absolutely panic. And unlike Kanao, she would show it.

• "Waaaaa Y/N!! What happened?!"

• "Ahh...I think I twisted it," you hissed at the pain that had started to envelope your right ankle.

• "Oh my goodness!" in an almost frenzied state she'd sweep you off the ground, bridal style and would start looking for help and would not stop until you got the treatment you needed.

• Even in the midst of her panicking, you could see a determined glint in her eye. She would not let anything happen to you, not on her watch! Even though it's a little late for that, Mitsuri would try her best to make sure your pain would go away ASAP, though she could be a little dramatic.

• "Y/N!! Stay with me! Don't go into the ligghhtt!"

• "I'm pretty sure I won't die from a twisted ankle, that'd be so anti-climatic. I want my death to be a little more dramatic," you'd say sarcastically.

• In the heat of the moment Mitsuri would definitely take that seriously.

• "Don't say things like that!!" Great, now she's imagining all the things that could go wrong. Good job Y/N, you really know how to calm down a lady!

• Would probably rush into the ER and confuse all the doctors.

• "Miss, a twisted ankle is not a life threatening emergency," the nurse would say as they would calm down a rather frazzled Mitsuri.

• She'd probably apologise while sniffling, and you'd try your best to put her at ease a bit and make her know that you were okay.

• At this point your ankle doesn't even hurt anymore you were just really happy to have such a caring partner and seeing her worry over such a small thing was heckin' adorable!

[ensaladaaa]

Reassurance // Kokushibou

genre: fluff

f! reader and is some sort of tsugoku under koku

you and kokushibou are already in a relationship

prompt: muzan gives the upper demon moons a rare break for a day and kokushibou plans to use this day as alone time with his lover, until he sees douma 'spending time' with his love. He grows jealous but soon turn into an emo session to himself. Though he doesn't know that she was forced to spend time with douma.

warning: kny manga spoilers and kokushibou being occ

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Muzan stared at the Upper Moons as they all bowed themselves at him. "I suppose from the lack of demon slayers killing the other demons, you all shall take a day off." Muzan spoke. Akaza, who was beside you, let out a small sigh of happiness and Muzan continued, "Though your work will double tomorrow, make sure you rest up or you will have hell to go through tomorrow." His voice was strict and all the Moon demons nodded their heads, either having a blank expression or a smile on their faces.

Muzan turned around. "Dismissed." He stated before disappearing. Everyone let out a sigh of relief, glad for the day off and for the tension disappearing. Everyone stayed still for a second, not used to getting day offs. Douma quickly broke the awkward silence in the air. "Finally we got a day off!" His voice traveled around the complicated and mind twisting area. Douma scooted more closer behind you, who was sitting in front of him. Douma wrapped his muscular-like arms around your neck, pulling you back into some sort of hug. "Lets spend this day together Y/N!" His cheery voice exclaimed.

You shuffled out from his hug and shook her head. "No thanks." You stated, a tad bit uncomfortable. Douma was usually the cheery one in the group, but is extremely skillful in his attacks. Though, he had a main attraction to women. He grabbed your hands and intertwined his fingers with yours, his smile never faltering even though he was just rejected. His rainbow eyes stared into your (E/C) eyes, glimmering and filled with hope? You tugged at your hands, attempting to pull away your hands from his. Though his hands just tightened his hold. Your eye twitched.

Kokushibou usually sat in the way back of the powerful demons and stared at his lover and Douma the whole time. His six eyes stared intensely at the woman eater, the growing feeling of jealousy in his stomach growing more powerful by the second. When Douma's hand intertwined with his love's, the jealousy immediately disappeared as it was replaced with sadness and doubt. His lower eyes twitched as he didnt catch that you were trying to pull away from him, his sadness blocked that part from his eyes and he assumed that you were enjoying it.

He stared at the two of you before quickly sneaking away, the pit of sadness overpowering his jealousy in his stomach. Kokushibou twisted through the maze of random rooms, his eyes tearing up a few beads before being dried up from the slight wind that was picking up. He slid open his and his lovers room and shoved himself in it, blocking the door with a desk. He stared at the door but turned away, shoving himself on the bed they both shared.

Akaza noticed the disappearance of the Upper Moon 1 and snapped his head over to Douma and Y/N. "Can you quit it Douma?!" He yelled at him. Douma looked at Akaza and tilted his head to the side. "But I'm not bothering you?" Douma said, confusion written all over his face. Daki chimed in before Akaza lost control of himself, "Let go of Y/N, Douma. Kokushibou requested her." She lied, attempting her turn since she can sense that Kokushibou will only get angrier as time passes. You aggressively pulled your hands away from the woman eater. Douma pouted and reached for your hands again. You snapped your hands towards yourself and glared at him, "Sorry but I have to talk with Kokushibou now." You stood up.

You glanced at Douma and jumped up, quickly twisting your body and jumping on some areas to get to you and Kokushibou's room. Douma had some sort of murderous glint in his rainbow eyes when you glanced at him. You shivered. The only look he had in his eyes were either sadness or his usual happy self, but a murderous look? Might have to keep yourself away from him awhile.

You continued twisting your body though the maze of mind twisting rooms. You stumbled onto the balcony of Kokushibou and your's room. You grabbed the hand and moved your hand to the right, the way to make it slide open. Though it didn't budge. You stared at the door and pulled your hand to the right again. No movement. You glared at the door and knocked softly. "Kokushibou?"

Kokushibou stared at the door and the desk that was blocking the door, deciding whether or not to open it and let his lover in. But the more he stared at the door, the more he decided against it. He was in his "emo" moment right now but he craved for your touch and soft kisses you always gave him on his curse marks. He suppressed the urge to open the door. Kokushibou kept quiet as you knocked again.

"Kokushibou, dear?" You continued on calling out to him, even using the nicknames that he loves and that will have you by your side in an instant. "Hon, are you in there?" You knocked, actually beginning to worry even though he was one of the strongest demons besides Master Kibutsuji. You continued knocking. "Koku, please open the door." Your voice was barely above a whisper, desperate.

Kokushibou stared at the door, guilt eating him up instead of the doubt. He quickly jumped off from the bed, hearing your worried voice getting to his head. He ran towards the door, moving the desk to the side and sliding the door open. You looked up when you heard the door open but was met his strong arms wrapping around your body and the nudge of his blade above your waist.

His purple-black yakuta top and his black hair with red tips covered your eyesight. You shuffled your body a bit and attempted to hug back. Before you could fully wrap your arms around him, he swept you up from your feet. Your legs reacted and wrapped around above his waist as he continued hugging you. Your arms latched onto his shoulder and he quickly walked back into the shared room, closing the door again.

He climbed onto the bed, still carrying you. Kokushibou eased you onto the bed before slowly placing his body on top of yours, discarding his blade of course. He nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck, his bangs tickling your neck. His grip tightened around you as he entangled your legs with his.

Butterflies filled your stomach as you played with his long hair, which was tightened into a ponytail. Kokushibou inhaled your scent as his muscles unravled from the tension he kept for awhile. His fingers drew circles on your lower back which made you shuffle a bit. He drew his head from your neck away and looked down at you, his six eyes staring down at you as you just settled to stare at the middle section of his eyes.

He placed his forehead against yours, closing his eyes and sighing out. "You know it hurt that you were spending time with Douma." His voice was deep and tired. I let out a small laugh, "It wasnt my fault. He attempted to get me to spend time with him but soon turned forceful. Sorry Koku" You whispered softly. You literally felt him melt when he called you by that nickname.

"For now, lets cuddle." You continued on. "Yeah, I'll kill Douma later." He yawned out.

End

[luna-obsession-yeet]

Muzan X Reader (part 2)

[name] pats his back. Muzan was apologizing over and over again, nonstop for the whole 10 minutes or so. He was bawling his beautiful eyes out. [name] didnt bother. She was smilling all throughout, hiding the fact that she is heartbroken by the sins Muzan has committed.

It was finally time to go. It was time for them to seperate. The light does not allow [name] to go where Muzan must head. He doesnt want you to follow anyway.

Muzan has always been so scared of being lonely. He was lonely throughout his human life. But if it means being lonely and you following him, he would definitely choose him suffering. Seeing your sad expression is out of the list.

"Do you own this big big house?" the little image of you smiled. Today, the child Muzan is lonely, not like its anything new but for him, the dark corridors are much more darker and the place seems more like in a peaceful manner with chaos hiding deep. "Must be such a joy to live in such a big big house!" You exclaimed.

"not really." Muzan ought not to reply but his lips moved on its own. He was surprised himself, but didnt bother to show it. Was it your smile? Was it the way how you speak? How did you get here anyway? Were you a daughter of a maid that works under his family? He'd never seen you before.

You have dirt all over your face and clothes yet the kindness is still reeking out from you.

"I feel lonely, everytime. Having a big big house is kind of useless. They say having smaller house means having tighter family bonds. And I rather have tighter family bonds." He smiled bitterly. Maybe it was okay? Maybe he could share his problem to a stranger like you that can appear one in a million times a lifetime? How were you even able to get there? You're bravely venturing to everywhere, he assumes, he thinks youre so adventurous but in reality, you were running away from your own problems.

"Hm? Youre lonely? Then I must come here, so you'll feel less lonely!"

That was an understatement. Muzan says in the back of his mind. Whenever you were there with him, he never got to knew about what lonely means.

When you got used to the tracks, and the way to get in his estate, you bring many toys with you to play with him. His favorite to play with you is chess, he loves it when you checkmate him and scream from delight. Sometimes he'd even defeat you 70x and let you win one game at the end of the day just to see your expressions. It changes from "Im seriously using my one remaining braincell here," to "rooks are to move diagonally??" towards "oh i won?"

You gotta admit though. When you saw him gazing so softly at you while you were sooo thinking of what move you should take, your heart stopped beating momentarily. Muzan doesnt even know why he takes joy in playing with you, I mean, he gets you every damn time with that 'four moves de mate. '

Years gone by - you were getting real better at chess, and both of you were maturing. His sickness is getting worse, he's trying to hide that and you were pretending not to know that. So painfully, the both of you continued on your routines.

This time, he wasnt planning on going easy on you and defeat you with a flash and order you to go home immediately. He was, too, painfully baring the fact that his illness is eating him fast. He cant bare your bright and beaming presence with such a secret that'll destroy the both of you. But a part of him knows, that you know, and that part of him made a deal with your other part not to drop the bomb. He's gonna do everything to get better anyway, so why bother?

Muzan never felt the feeling of loneliness creeping upto his every fiber down to his fingertips whenever you would tell stories: how the village looked, he knew you love the village so much and every people who lives in it, you were well loved and trusted by everyone although they can also think of you as a pain in the butt as you can also be mischievous during your adventures.

So why?

One day, he was healthy enough to actually visit you on your home, to tell you that he was getting more ill as time goes by BUT, he had found a solution - which is to become a demon to be strong enough to protect you, to be with you, to restart with you, to love you - without knowing the fact that demons devour humans. He wanted to tell you that. He wanted you to make a decision for him - some role he doesnt want for anyone to have. He listens to nobody, get ordered by no one, he is absolute, but with you? He needs you more than you could ever think.

Would you be happy for him? Would you oppose? What will be your reaction? You were very unpredictable, he wants to spend his life studying humans - you, but he can only try. You were different on your own way and it was always him getting surprised by your words, actions, philosophy, mindset towards others, the world, everyone, love.

Yep. You surprised him alright.

There was a commotion, in the centre of the village. He checks it out on a wheelchair, being pushed by a maid. He wanted to see what it was about, so if its something you'll enjoy, he'll bring you there, before being a demon.

The both of you have written a list of things you guys wants to do. One of them is to venture everywhere, since you love doing that. And he loves you doing that. The both of you promised to go an adventure one day. The adventure on your mind was to walk around that Estate of his, not leaving one corner left unseen. But he had bigger plans.

The smell of fire reached his nose. He ordered the maid to stop pushing the wheelchair he was in. He sniffs, and suddenly, his heart started beating faster than ever. The bad feeling was involved with you. His instincts were shouting for you. Why you? You can never do such a thing that will make one person hate you to the point of actually hurting you.

The ordered maid pushed the chair towards the source of fire as fast as she can. Muzan cant believe what he was seeing.

It was you. He can recognize you even with a distorted face. Even with fire melting your being. His love of life. His woman. You were screaming in pain. You were tied in wood, villagers watching you burn. They taunted, "She is a curse! She had connections with the cursed boy at the estate! SHE IS CURSED!"

The humans were so stupid back then. What kind of braincell did they have to think that illness is a curse?

Muzan cant speak. His eloquent self felt like being sucked from a void. His throat was burning. His fingers were shaking. His eyes were widening and trembling - what. have. they. done. to. you?

The villagers whom you have loved so much, burned you to crisp. It was his fault. He never should have involved himself with you. If he hadnt, you'd be living and smilling.

Then he thought about himself. He was too weak. His illness was preventing the both of you from being happy, from being inlove, from living with love.

He made his decision. It was the villagers' fault, not his. He will see to it that this village will burn and suffer just like how you did. No one's stopping him. No one will be saved, no, not even that baby crying from the sides.

"Was it a fun adventure?" You asked him. "Did you learn something?" You didnt stop asking. Muzan smiled, "This is also a part of the adventure - us, talking. Hey, [name], You were my greatest adventure."

"You were mine too."

-FIN

its short, Im gonna 'memo' next time before posting. Asgdhdjdkd this actually sucks big time. But please heart this if you liked it! Feedbacks and comments are also welcome! 💖 English is not my native language so please excuse the grammatical errors.

[luna-obsession-yeet]

Muzan X Reader

warning: English is not my first language and I tried hard in correcting the grammars. SPOILERS ALERT(?!?)

Nezuko's form changed as Tanjiro gave off the final blow. They did it. They had successfully decapitated Muzan. Muzan's eyes widened, seeing his memories as a human. They're not many, and almost all of them were a memory of a woman. He closed his eyes in desperation, to kick the woman off his mind, to no avail.

"Muzan," a soft voice of a woman called him. It felt nostalgic and something within him just started weeping out of no where.

"I've waited so long for you." she added. Every word that drops from her mouth felt like needles of guilt and self hate is being pierced through Kibutsuji's heart. He still doesnt want to face her. He's still afraid to show his face to her. 'Go away!' he shouted, still trying to keep himself alive.

Her eyes soften even more to his useless struggles. "But that's quite enough already, don't you think so, Muzan?" He closed his eyes even more, hating the warmth spreading through his cold body. The woman - she felt like home.

Once Muzan realized his struggles are futile, he was lost. The woman patiently awaited his embrace, after all these years. There was a warm light being bestowed to the woman and he was more afraid than ever, that if he comes near her, she'll disappear.

What was her name, again? It's in the back of his head.

Finally, Muzan steps forward her, thinking the female will run away. But she only smiled gently and he was sure even the angels envy her smile. Seemingly, Aphrodite herself is no match for the beauty of the woman infront of him.

She was the beauty he's trying to find among all of the girls' faces that he had walked with. She has the smile he's seeking comfort from. She is everything Muzan is trying to find in every girl he lay his eyes upon.

She seems so bright, like the sun but how can she also be compared with the moon in the dead of night? She's the gentle breeze in the summer but also the falling leaves during Autumn.

Muzan thought he will never lay a single tear but perhaps he was high on something, having to cry from the beauty of somebody else. He felt so vulnerable and even blamed it to the thing that Tamayo injected him although he was pretty sure he had already absorbed that.

The lady stepped forward, raised her thumb to his cheeks and wiped his tears off gently while looking through his eyes with affection. His lips trembled, pulling the girl's arms to an embrace.

"I'm home, [name],"

- e n d ?

im sorry if i made u dead.. uhhm-

I'll continue it if people likes it I guess? Give our villain love! For having that kind of mindset, he must have the saddest story there is, or he's just a complete jerk.