[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am here with a new chapter! This one is with Platonic Yandere Kokushibo X Reborn Brother Reader! Good Luck, Reader. I hope that you all enjoy!]
(Disclaimer: In this Kokushibo is a Platonic Yandere; there is no romantic attraction for the reader! There is no Inc*st in this!
Disclaimer: Kokushibo is not any type of yandere in canon! This is just for fun and not to be taken seriously at all! Simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine! Just do not be illegal or gross about it! You know who you are! You Dirty, Flaky, Biscuits! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life! Also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon! Thank you!)
-Platonic Yandere Headcanons with Platonic Yandere Kokushibo X Reborn Brother Reader From Demon Slayer-
.Kokushibo had not cared for his brother when they were both human, but when he died, he did mourn his brother.
.So when he met you, a young man who was identical to his brother, he would have frozen in place.
.Of course, he is also receiving Muzan's PTSD, but he is also seeing his brother alive again.
.He would fully accept that you are his reborn brother.
.He would want to take you with him right now, but that meant he ran the risk of you dying.
.No, he would have to get close to you to make you a demon like him.
.He would ask you for your name, and you were oddly not afraid of the demon; it felt like you knew the tall demon.
.When he learns your name, he tests it on his tongue. You were not given the same name as your past life, but he would prefer it that way. It was a fresh start.
.He starts to visit you every night, and you become comfortable with him in your life.
.He spends his time making you a new gift, a wooden flute, but this one is crafted with such skill that it is perfect.
.He saw the same love you had for the gift as you did in your past life.
.He knew then and there he would have to keep you there; he had to protect you and not let you die.
.To do that, he decided to train you in Moon breathing.
.It would be too dangerous to teach you sun breathing.
.He would be the platonic yandere that is teaching you to be like him.
.So that you will be more willing to become a demon.
.He lost you once, and he is not going to let you die again.
.He is a protective yandere of you, and he wants to keep you safe and sound.
.The stronger you get, the more he becomes ready to turn you into a demon.
.He does not stand for you to have someone in your life.
.Yes, he only sees you as his brother, but he is not going to let you have a love life.
.The idea of some whore taking you away from him, where you and he could be brothers.
.He will not stand for that, and he will kill every lover you took on.
.He does this in a way where you will not realize it was him doing it.
.Anyone who dares to try and steal you from his side will be killed. He did not care if they were a normal human, a demon slayer, or even another demon.
.You are his brother to protect, and he is not making the same mistakes he did with you all those centuries ago.
.He is a completely platonic yandere and sees you as his younger brother, and it is his job to protect you and keep you safe.
.No one else could be trusted, and he would trust no one else, not even Lord Muzan himself.
.Once he tells you that you are his reborn brother, he changes you into a demon.
.At this point, you had mastered moon breathing, and he made you a sword.
.He waits the three days for you to be awakened as a demon.
.He had Muzan erase your memories, and what he told you when you became a demon was that you were his brother, and you and he worked for Lord Muzan.
.He has you now, and he will have you become his equal so that you can never ever die at the hands of any demon slayer.
-Small Scenario Time-
(You are his Reborn Brother) (Meeting You)
(No One's POV)
You were out fishing at night, and you needed to get some food, as today you had worked extra hard in town. All the shops were closed by the time you were done with work. So you went home, grabbed your fishing rod and a lantern. Make your way to the nearby lake. You were more worried about bears than you were about the creatures that could be in the dark.
You were no longer a scared little boy anymore, but a calm young man.
That is when you heard something nearby, then it went dead silent. It was not just the bushes that stopped moving, but all of nature had stopped as well. The crickets stopped, and there was nothing but dead, still air all around you.
"You should not be out at night." A Man says from behind you, and you whip around.
It was too dark to clearly see his face, but you swore that man had 6 eyes and not two.
"Who are you?" You ask, trying to keep your voice calm.
You could feel his eyes narrow on you.
"You look... Like him." He says and grabs your face, tilting it left and right and then up and down. "What is your name?"
You knew that this man was not human, and you knew better than to anger this creature. "(Full Name)." You gave your full name.
He stares at you. "I am Kokushibo, and I will be keeping an eye on you, (First name)."
He was using your name like he was familiar with you, and you could not help but feel familiar with him.
You both wonder why you both felt familiar to each other. Kokushibo moved away away but he watched you, and made sure you made it home safe with the fish you caught.
He needed to know more. Was it possible that you were his reborn brother?
That is when it hit him, that had to be it. You were the spitting image of his twin; you even had the same marking. Which means you were reborn. Right?
[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS another chapter is done! I hope that you all enjoyed this chapter here, and please stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins!]
There's my Criminal Baby Daddy! - fem reader x ShigOverDabi 2
Part 1
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Part 2
You stared at the boy in front of you, covered in hands. You should have been scared. You should have back away and ran. You didn't. Something telling you to draw closer to this boy, who's bright blood red crimson orbs were staring back at yours. Suspicious and curious. You were weird. You didn't back panic or scream. You simply continued staring at him.
"Do you want to play together?" You asked simply, such a childish and innocent question.
Tomura frowned, his expression hidden behind the large, severed hand mask over his face. "Why?"
"Isn't it lonely playing by yourself?" You replied, remaining seated in the swing in this quiet park during the predawn hours. "I couldn't sleep, so I often come here to think."
You didn't act like a bratty kid. Something felt older. Lonely, out of place. A nagging feeling that you didn't belong here. Surrounded by people who looked up to Heroes as if they were living gods, specifically, All Might, Japan's Number One Hero for decades. You didn't understand why that had you upset. You simply woke up here, in this world, a child no longer than five and painful flickering of memories that weren't yours or were now yours blending into the ones of... your past life?
You couldn't believe that you had ran into Tomura Shigaraki literally days after you had regained your memories. What cliche and cheat code was this?
You blinked, holding your aching head, unshed tears, hot and falling. "My Hero Academia....?" There's no way! You furiously rubbed your eyes and stared around your surroundings with new eyes. "No. No, no. no" You babbled to yourself in disbelieve. Hero merch was literally everywhere from All Might, Endeavor, Fat Gum and other pro Heroes you recognized. You turn towards the window at the nearest window... you were a kid... again?! You started to tremble and shake, "I don't wanna go through puberty which dammit!" Your smaller, frailer voice came out muffled as you buried your face in your hands.
Now, here you were literally talking with the kid version of the series main antagonist.
You sigh, frowning. "If you don't that's okay."
Tomura was hesitant. He sat down on the swing beside you, being careful where he placed his hands, pulled out his gameboy and began to tune you out. "Just... this once... okay?" His cheeks grew warm.
"M'kay." You smiled, perking up a little bit and continued swinging. "I'm Y/n."
Tomura paused, peeking at you, then glancing away. "Do you always greet strangers without a care?" He reprimanded you softly.
"Nope, just you." Your smile rose as you retorted with sass.
"Why?" Tomura deadpanned.
You couldn't exactly tell him the truth, so you decided for a half one. "You are just special, I guess."
Tomura huffed, returning back to his game.
You swung back at high as you could, then jumped, laughing at the wind and breeze blew in your hair as you continued your descent.
Tomura jumped and nearly placed all five of his fingers on the metal chains of the swing before he caught himself. "Are you crazy?" A hint of worry and awe in his voice.
You landed on your feet, then slide and landed on your butt. "Who isn't, ya know?" You laughed, rear and hands hurting, and yet, your pure joyful smile didn't falter as you glanced back to meet Tomura's gaze. "Being normal is overrated."
Tomura's heart clenched painfully tight within his chest. "You don't know what you are talking about." He quickly stood and began to leave.
You scrambled to your feet and rushed after him. "Wait!" Your hand grabbed the edge of his long shirt sleeve.
Tomura froze. "Let go." He demanded, eyes narrowing.
You slowly let go, respecting his wishes. "Will you come back tomorrow and the day after?"
Tomura's stomach knotted. He felt nuts repeating this question a third time. "Why?"
"We are friends now, aren't we?" You ask softly, backing away to give him space.
Tomura left without answering.
You cupped your hands around your mouth. "I'll be waiting okay, Tomura!"
True to your words, you did.
Tomura couldn't believe he had even allowed you to become his secret friend. Now you were his girlfriend and first love... the mother of his child. Fear and anxiety twirling harder within his gut after the anger and disbelief faded. He didn't know why you stayed with him after all of these. Why you didn't appear frightened when he used his quirk, except for the one time you had awaken from a horrible nightmare. You clung onto him, sobbing and whispered that he'd died right before your eyes, defeated by a hero and vanished into nothingness.
Tomura frowned. You had been having more and more of those dreams frequently as of late. Claiming you could see fragments of past and future events as if looking inside from a mirror, even things weren't always clear. When, or where. You would awaken scared, painful headaches and screaming for him.
The Doctor, his Masters old friend and confidant had explained you. You were quirk less and yet you still had these strange visions or clairvoyance that only removed around Tomura, himself.
"I'm not going to die, dummy." Tomura had whispered softly, softer than his usually gruff voice perceived to the outside world, The League of Villains Leader. "Let alone by some Hero."
You clung onto him tighter, "I won't let you lie alone, never, ever... not my... Tomura..."
Tomura's breath hitched. You had always called him that. Yours. No matter how bad his temper or temper tantrums you would simply let him cool down by himself or calm him down yourself. "Mine." He'd often whisper back. He didn't know when he allowed you to enter his heart. Getting so close and a part of his daily life.
Tomura regretted the fight he'd had with you a few days ago.
He knew after the succession of invading the UA's private training camp, you would no longer be able to cover your tracks. Knowing it would hurt you. He acted cold and indifferent to your touch. A touch be craved and burned to feel on his skin with every passing day. "Why should you be here? What do you do for The League other than warming my body and nagging me to death?" He tried not to look at you. Knew he'd crumble the moment he stared deep into your large, all-seeing eyes.
Unlike playing it off and marking it as one of his fickle, temper tantrums... you had this conversation more than once these last few weeks.
When Tomura had offered to provide with you a way out. Completely cut ties with him, a chance to live an ordinary life. He knew you were a distraction, which he didn't need. He knew the cold, harsh truth that kindness could be mistaken for weakness within a villain's world. He knew his Master had become his savior and had taken in an orphan covered in blood mixed with his own and not. The price wasn't cheap. The anger, hatred and rage Tomura felt towards Hero Society and All Might were far too great, sunk deep into the very marrows of his bones, intertwined with his tainted soul to ever turn back now. But you? You still had a chance to return into the sunlight before are trapped forever. For loving him. For being loyal to him. For turning your back on all that is supposed good when in the end, it's all filled with rot.
Tomura felt sick, choking on his own words. His throat threatening to close shut tight or puking up his guts. He could lie as easily as breathing, but to you? He couldn't. It hurt too much. His insides burned with self-hatred and molten lava at the single thought of daring to try.
"I'm ending this...." He choked out.
You knew he was doing it out of fear. Trying to save you from the cruel and inhuman accusations you would be put through. No one would hear your pleas, label you as another run of the mill madwoman or brainwashed. You knew it and yet... The rational part of your brain and your overwhelming emotions, new hormonal changes making you more sensitive. Your whole body began to shake, sadness and shock quickly overwriting into rage.
Your patience and frustration cracked.
You shut it down, stared at him as if he'd just stabbed you or dusted you; the look of pure betrayed and hot angry, disbelieving tears falling down your face. "Don't you fuckin' dare ask me to abandon you again." You slammed your hand onto the tabletop of the bar caused a loud bang and echo around the room. Your glass of orange juice falling and landed on the floor, glass breaking and shattering like the pieces of your own heart.
"Why are you being so stubborn?" Tomura asked, genuinely confused. Stopping himself from immediately rushing towards you, pull you into his arms and apologize. Instead, he masked his shock with anger, matching your scowl. "Once we go public as Villains you can never go back-"
You cut him off. "I don't want to go back to a life without you, Tomura!" You raised your voice, blinking back hotter tears. "Get that through your big, fat head!"
The rest of The League had heard that conversation. It took everything in Dabi's and Twice's strength to keep Toga from coming out of hiding and threatening to cut Tomura Shigaraki into pieces! She could tell he was lying. The pure love shining within his eyes when he looked at you was proof enough. He'd dusted any men staring at you lewdly and muttering inappropriate comments. Or underground thugs talking of selling you for a high price within the black market.
"He's lying!" Toga hissed, struggling to break free.
"That isn't our choice." Dabi said, lowering his head to whisper into the blonde's ear. His voice wasn't loud. "He's our Leader and she's not."
Toga furiously shook her head, angry, tears of frustration and denial streaming down her face in earnest. "That isn't true." She whimpered, bottom lip quivering. "He can't-"
"He can." He corrected, hard and biting. It was a heated, cruel edge and emotionless. "If he wants her out, then we have no say in the matter."
"If you want me out, so fucking bad," your voice rang out. Voice broken and cracked, hollow; trying to mask how truly heartbroken you felt. "Then you will have to kill me yourself."
Everyone remained motionless. Waiting. Waiting for your screams and Tomura's roars of rage, or a familiar sound of a hand slapping across skin. Nothing. The whole building and hideout fell silent.
Tomura had stormed off and you didn't follow him.
You finally broken down, holding yourself and cried. "Why? We've been through so much to turn back now?" You cried harder, falling down onto your knees, laying a hand on your stomach, protecting the little life you and Tomura created. "We promised..."
Dabi and Toga peeked out.
Toga finally broke out of the pair of men's grip, rushing towards you and holding you tight without hurting you, and crying with you.
Dabi understood. He'd seen it several times with his mother to know. "Shit," he cursed, shifting his dark, bright cobalt blues away to give you privacy and act like he saw nothing. "You two couldn't have wrapped it up? Dumbasses." He muttered something about taking a smoke break with Twice.
After what felt like hours Toga help you back to yours and Tomura's bedroom; she didn't leave you alone until after you had finally fell asleep.
Tomura came back a few hours later. He couldn't stay away. His conscious eating him alive. His need to hold and comfort you became to great.
Why couldn't you realized he'd rather hurt you and push you away, then lose you? He'd already killed his family. He couldn't live with himself if he lost control and turned you into dust.
Tomura had expected you to pack your bags and leave, but you didn't. He found you hold up in his bed, curled into a ball and wearing one of his hoodies, the cheap stuffed teddy bear he'd given you snuggled into your chest.
Tomura sighed, tugging off his hoodie and carelessly letting it drop at his feet. His tired body, sinking down slowly, sitting down on the floor and watching you sleep.
The decay villain remained there, knelt as if a black-hearted sinner kneeling before a sacred alert of his beloved goddess or comatose bride; confessing his sins. "Can't you see that you are my greatest weakness? You give me hope? My sunlight in this dark, ash covered world?" He buried his face in his hands, his chest hurts. It hurts to breath. He's slowly drowning in his own fear and despair.
"If I never met you, then who would comfort you?" You whispered softly, causing Tomura to jump and meet your sad, large, beautiful eyes through watery vision. You opened your arms without hesitation. "C'mere you big baby."
Tomura wasted no time, crawling into bed, burying his face into your chest and clutch you tight without placing all five of his fingers on your back. "Please," he whispered. It wasn't a command. It wasn't a monstruous roar from a starving beast stuck in eternal darkness and breathing mouthfuls of ashes. He clutches onto you tightly like a man lost, drowning and truly begging for forgiveness. For your mercy. Your affection and never-ending devotion. "Do not leave me," Tomura whimpered, a pitiful childish sob left his bright, crimson red eyes, wet and blurring his vision. "Stay... stay with me.." The first tear fell and landed on your collarbone, then another... and another... until all you could do was hold onto him. Promising only death could separate you from him.
Tomura slept within your arms and refused to let go.
You didn't move. You hated that you had felt pity for him. Pity was dangerous outside these four walls. It made naive people step closer when a wise person would have left Tomura alone and backed away; however, pity wasn't why you truly stayed. Remained beside him for all these years. You knew it was dangerous to stay when a villain asked you to. Should have run away long ago.
Heroes and rival Villains would stop at nothing to capture you.
The life growing inside of you. People would fear the unborn child for the rest of its life. Condemning the fetus growing inside your womb once the truth came to light who its father was. They would scorn you, hate you for being in a relationship with Tomura, let alone actually love him.
Mindlessly, you ran your fingers though Tomura's hair as he slept. An old habit. Calming the both of you no matter how anger you were or how overstimulated he'd become. You remembered hearing the low rasp and shakiness that had filled Tomura's halfhearted words: It's over.. leave. Your heartbeat skilled a beat and stalled, stopping and remaining frozen for a millisecond before it started pumping again. You hadn't misheard him. You understood why.
Your angry and racing thoughts went back to All For One. The maimed villain and ancient overlord who's quietly watch for you to break. Detray Tomura's trust. Runaway whenever Tomura came home, dragging the smell of blood, death and decay into the house. "I won't become entertainment for that heartless, cruel, old man." You mutter out loud. "I hadn't wished to come to this world for you." You kissed the top of Tomura's head. "I came for him, my Tomura," You whispered, falling asleep.
Tomura remained awake this time. Silent tears falling a new. He didn't deserve you. Nuzzling into your delicate, soft skin. He remembers you admitted to him that you were reborn in this world, a world where quirks didn't exit. Mankind hadn't evolved. Wars, famine, hunger and misunderstands still raged on. Celebrities were the closest to rich, idols and publicly acclaimed to Heroes in this one.
Tomura has once admitted, "Heroes would judge and fear you whether I touched you intimately or not." He'd said earlier within your relationship. When those innocent days were rare and genuine.
"They fear what they do not understand." You hugged him and kissed him, smiling brightly. "Nor should it matter or be any of their business. They are not you and me. They are not my boyfriend. You are."
Tomura's fingers twitched. The sound the villain made was barely a breath. He imaged unleashing his quirk out in the open just as he'd promised that Midoriya brat. He knelt down, acting as if he was to simply retie his shoes, instead, his hand hovered over the concrete, all five fingered touched and made contact. Then the other, both hands touching the ground, the cool, hard concrete cranking and crumbling, withering and turning into dust particles and filling the air. Spreading like an infectious, fast active disease or virus, killing everything and anything within its past until only you and him remained alive within this street. Buildings toppling over, glass shattering, sirens blasting and blaring loudly.
Amidst the chaos, Tomura moved before his pride could stop himself. He ran towards you.
You whispered his name. Your head turning this way and that, searching. When you saw him heading towards you, standing, stumbled over fallen bodies and debris, hands still cuffed in useless handcuffs. You rushed toward him, tears of happiness stinging your eyes.
The frightened, injured police man calling for you to come back, fearing you will be killed. "Step away from him! He'll kill you! He's a villain!"
You wanted to shout back that you disagreed, but you didn't. "My rescuer is here!" You shouted, glancing over your shoulder, wearing a cocky smirk and giving him two double middle fingers. "My lover will become the world's greatest villain!" You laughed, loudly over the nonstop noise, turned back and continued running in Tomura's direction until you two stopped inches from each other.
You and him remaining, standing over the disaster, beneath all the fear and panicked onlookers backing away from the light blue haired villain and his beloved. You are smiling at him, stepped closer and running towards him. Staring at him not as a cursed human being, but a man who's been used as a pawn in another person's game and had chosen to play his own board.
"You came for me?" You slowly, watched towards him. A wobbly smile spread across your lips.
"I'll always come for my p2." Tomura said, leaning forward and pulling you into a near crushing embrace.
You hugged him back. "I was scared." You admitted, sobbing harder and nuzzling into his warmth. "I thought we'd... I'd never-"
"I know," Tomura whispered softly, gritting his teeth. He pulled away, reaching down and playing all five fingers on the handcuffs, watching the metal darken, rust and crumble away. "Player 3 has now become a new member of the team."
Your smile lowered into a frown. "Do you not want the baby?" Fear and anxiety, worry twisted tight knots into your belly. Fear of rejection crystal clear. You didn't want to be shoved in Doctor Garaki's cold lab, knowing he'd want nothing more than to study you and in child like a pregnant lab rat. You began to pull away, Tomura didn't budge.
"I didn't say that," he corrected, hurt evident in his low, raspy tone.
You paused and gasped, "You mean it?" You peek at him through wet lashes, pushed backward and then stumbled.
You saw the raw panic in his face, his human side. Tomura clutched you closer into his chest to steady you. His bright blood red crimsons were hesitant and terrified. Not at you or the tiny life, but for himself. His true father hadn't been a good model. Fear of the future that awaited you and him into the new lives of parenthood. "I can't leave you. I never want to... become like my own dad." He whispered, noticing Kurogiri's warp gate opening and creating an exit. "Come on, everyone is waiting for us." He awkwardly wrapped his arm around you gently and guided you but didn't push. His hold was tight and possessive, but not cruel and crushing; desperate.
You touched his arm, feeling the frail muscles tremble slightly beneath your touch. "No more nonsense about forcing us apart." You met his gaze. "Please, Tomura," you whispered, your voice cracked from unspoken silence. "Let me stay by your side?"
You should have pulled free and ran, screaming and cursing at him and his very cursed existence. Curse the day you met him. Curse yourself for falling deeply in love with him. Curse the child now growing beneath your skin, but you didn't. You couldn't ever. Couldn't ever regret it.
"I won't let you leave, if you regret it later." He whispered back as he stepped through the black and purple misty warp gate.
You had already given Tomura the key to your own inner prison, which he's taken and crumbled into dust. His love might become another form of captivity and imprisonment. You didn't care. You were not in chains. You were free, freer than any other Villain in his world. Free to love, free to hate, free to express yourself with your newfound family. You knew from the moment The League saw you safe and sound that they would protect yours and Tomura's baby when the child was born.
"Hey guys," You smiled softly, holding your still flat stomach. "I'm back."
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An arranged marriages between two yakuza clans were still common.
Your fathers group and The Shie Hassaikai were no different.
You had first met Kai Chisaki when he was twenty years ago old and you were eighteen. You couldn't really complain. It could have been worse age gaps like in the old days. Let alone being born quirkless. Many elders would stare their noses down at you for being born without a quirk. Pop and Kai never treated you any different. Pops accepted you more openly and Kai at first.
Kai's golden eyes were sharp and intense. You made seen that look hundreds of times from your elders and fellow bodyguards who'd watch you. That paranoia circling around a room, inspecting every inch before entering and sitting down.
Your father and Pops would conveniently bring you and Kai on outings, festivals and group lunches and dinner dates; leaving you two alone yet supervised.
Slowly, little by little you two would grow closer.
You would read novels and manga while Kai continued reading medical journals and textbooks.
Every week, you could get together like this. Never overstepping or overcrowding him, which Kai was grateful for given all of the other past woman Pops would try to arrange for his adoptive son and heir to interact with. The elder clan leader had nearly given up hope until one of his oldest friends had advised Kai to be matched with his daughter, fearing someone powerful would try to cage and control his clan by using his daughter as a puppet or bargaining chip.
A few years pasted. You and Kai were in a comfortable, respectful silence. Companions. Then the day your father passed away happened sooner than you thought.
Kai, Pops and Hari were taking you home when you noticed the police sirens and yellow caution tape blocking the entertain to your family's main estate. Panic and worry crystal clear as you opened the door and jump out, rushing forward. "Daddy?!"
It was the first time Kai touched you. "Wait." He caught your hand in his own and stepped closer to you, narrowing his eyes as the gazes of onlookers and reporters were blinding both of you with lighter from camera and pictures being taken.
"Young Miss, here!" One of your fathers trusted men signaled for you and Kai to come in his directly, trying to clear a path. "Chisaki, this way."
Chisaki recognized the man immediately, his attention focusing back on you. Waiting for your approval. Or requestion to return to the car.
You glanced at Kai, unlinking your hands to grip his arm tightly. Tears streaming down your face as you gave your future husband a silent nod of approval.
Hari and Pops followed behind their faces emotionless.
"Let's talk inside," Kai said, his words and calmness helped steady you. HIs sudden touch surprised you and made your heart race. Kai slid his arm around your waist, keeping you beneath the protection of his shoulder, his body shielding you and guiding you past the photographers, press and camera flashes, then underneath the caution tape, through the front door of your home.
Kai kept you moving. You weren't used to such actions of violence in person and were stunned. Kai wanted to be able to watch the cops, the crowd, and pedestrians, any hidden clues that the killer wouldn't try to attack you next. He knew the longer you stayed in the spotlight, the worse matters would become. Breaking down out in the open, reporters and photographers documenting your emotions and vulnerability to spin a false story and headline however they say fit. "Breathe, Y/n. Breathe." Kai whispered in your ear, a rare hint of softness bleeding from his usually emotionless and flat tone.
"Kai," You whimper, clutching onto him tighter. "I'm afraid." You covered your face with your free hand.
"You aren't alone." Kai continued keeping his body between yours and the hungry, bloodthirsty, ruthless media hounds. His own cheeks were burning beneath his black cloth mask, his pulse drumming within his ears and his skin tingled the longer your body heat pressed tighter into his own.
You looked up at him, then leaned your head against his shoulder, tears soaking his blazer.
Kai shifted his gaze forward, taking in a deep breath and letting it out. Calming his racing heartrate in seconds. He'd let you cling onto him just this once, he thought to himself.
After that you began to live in The Shie Hassaikai residence. Kai and Pops helped you manage your father's business underneath their careful guidance. You knew your relationship with Kai would progresses slower than normal couples, which you didn't mind. You didn't know when Kai became your living shadow, or when feelings began to blossom.
You sat down, staring at the miles and miles of blue and purple Hydrangea in full bloom in the Shie Hassaikai's garden. "You can come out." You whispered softly, feeling his golden eyes staring at you from the shadows.
Kai stepped forward and out of the shadows, smoothly and gracefully. "It's getting late."
You nod your head. "I'll go inside soon." You lean your head and lay on your crossed arms, resting against your drawn up legs. "I couldn't sleep."
Kai took off his favorite green bombers jacket and placed it across your shoulders. "Then, I'll keep watch with you." He sat down beside you, giving you plenty of space.
You both sat in silence before Kai asked you something that should have disturbed and shaken you.
"Do you want me to find the person who killed you father and let you have your revenge?" Kai asked, perfectly serious. He knew the Shie Hassaikai was supposed to keep a low profile, but he couldn't stand to see you suffer. Not when he could help you. You had no connections. No power. Sitting here, alone. Riddled with guilt and hopelessness.
You admitted. "No." Shaking your head.
"Why?" Kai turned his face towards you.
He sounded angry? "Would you have if something happened to Pops... or me?" You question, already knowing the answer.
Kai said nothing for a moment, then admitted. "Yes." His gloved hands, clenched tight. "A bullet between the eyes would be a mercy."
A small smile broken out on your face. "Thank you, Kai." You leaned into him, laying your head on his shoulder.
Kai hesitantly wrapped his arm around you, pulling you closer and resting his chin on the top of your head. "You're welcome."
You should have known, if Kai was going to take out someone in your name without a second thought, then he could be capable of doing more inhuman acts for the man who saved his life.
You should have left.
Talked to Pops.
Broken off the arranged marriage and engagement, but you didn't.
You couldn't.
Pops, Hari, Kai... they were all you had help as a family.
If you had known about Eri.. Maybe you could have included her into the fold.
Kai had become more withdrawn, closing himself off and never wanting anyone aside from him or his eight bullets to accompany you anywhere. When you had to move and get an apartment out of the distract of the Shie Hassaikai base, Kai was upset.
You hadn't talked for a while until Kai finally apologized much to his wounded pride and stubbornness.
The night Kai had proposed and then found himself stripped bare and, in your bed, you knew you could never stay angry with him. Knew you never wanted to let him go. You had given yourself fully to Kai. You watched his mask crumble into a heated mess of unrestrained longing, love, and yearning between his sharp, uncharacteristic soft golden eyes.
His whole body trembled and quaked as the last ounce of his strength left him, his body sinking down onto the bed as he spilled every last drop of his seed deep inside you. "I-" Kai stammered, flustered and breathless. "I love you, Y/n."
You lost count how many times you two had tangled in each other's bodies. A sense of dark impending dread knotted your belly. "I love you too, Kai." Why did that confession sound like a goodbye? You slowly climbed off his Kai's lap, the feeling of fullness disappearing as his release and yours drips down your thighs and laying down beside him to cuddle. "Kai, what's gotten into you tonight?" You asked, unease bleeding into your soft and steady tone.
"Are you complaining already?" Kai chuckled softly, a real and rare laugh bursting out of his chest. "Don't spoil the mood, angel." He kissed the corner of your forehead and he regained his breathing.
"Don't you dare gaslight me, Ka-ai!" You sit upright and begin to scold him only for the taller, brunette and stronger gangster to scoop you into his arms and head towards the bathroom. "I wasn't done talking to you!"
"You can continue barking at me while we clean up." Kai smirked, rolling his eyes.
You smack his hard muscled chest, knowing it did nothing but left a light sting. "I'm serious."
"So am I, angel." Kai pressed, his grip on your body becoming possessive. "As your soon-to-be husband you must trust me." His golden hues met your own.
You stared into the eyes of the man you love. Closing your eyes and sighing. "Alright, but we will continue this."
After Kai's surprise visit and breakout. You dared not tell Pops. Three Months passed. You and Pops were evacuated to safety when the final war had broken out. The Shie Hassaikai had disbanded.
Today was the day, Pops asked you to meet Kai in his new prision.
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The pure white room became as silent as a tomb.
The sickly, strong smell of bleach and antiseptic scrubbed on the eggshell white tilted floor stung your nose, followed by the sound of Touya heart monitor spiking and rising before stabilizing. You kept your gaze on his wide, disbelieving ocean blues. "I know I'm late at announcing that you are a father but..." You stared down at you baby. "I didn't want to distract you on your suicidal mission and vendetta." Your smile lowered and broken into a frown. "I told myself, if you made it... then..." You trailed off, swallowing thickly and holding back tears. "I'd tell you... and let you see her." You leaned down to kiss the top of the baby's head.
Complex emotions were flashing across Touya skeletal face. Anger. Confusion. Betrayal. Heartbreak. Fear and reluctance. He never thought about the consequences that since night after you two had become intimate. It explained why you didn't want to see him. Now... that last conversation he had with you over the payphone made sense.
"Hey, blue?" You muttered softly into the phone, drawing his attention as he continued to stare outside the payphone booth, watching the rain pouring down heavily, nearly blinding his field of vision. Almost, but not all of it.
"Yeah?" Touya replied, blinking and refocusing. "You don't call me by that name unless y'er worried about somethin' doll." His lips curled upwards slightly beneath his thick, black windbreaker and cloth mask covering the lower half of his face.
You pause. "You really don't think about the future other than completing your goal to engulf the world, your father... your family in hellfire and brimstone? Nothing else?"
Touya took in your words. He didn't know why you brough that up now? "Is there something ya wanna tell me?" He hums, fingers drumming on the payphone. Nerves and anxiety unable to remain silent and still. The thought crossed his mind. A peaceful life with you. A family far away from Endeavor in the countryside somewhere... and yet... Touya feared it wouldn't be enough... he couldn't allow you to suffer like his mother. Staying home, raising his rugrats and brats alone... after he's dead. Or so he told himself. The thought made him inwardly panic. "Are you pregnant?" God, he'd never forgive himself if he hit you. Or worse. one of the kids. I would be no better than my piece of shit old man. He thought, clenching his teeth.
"No." You replied, sniffing and wiping tears away. "You know I get emotional whenever it rains."
He wasn't convinced, but a wave of ease and relieve washed over him. Shoulders sassing and tension unclenching. Dabi leaned his head forward, pressing against the glass. "Tomorrow when I see you at our usually place, I'll treat ya, m'kay?" He sighed. A rare moment of tiredness flashing across his face before he remasked it into his usual nonchalant expression. He wanted to say he missed you. Weeks away and on the run, hiding, drowning himself in anything, but the temptation to see you again before the allotted time. Once per week, thirty minutes at most before paranoia set it and he'd have to bolt it out of the restaurant.
"Do you have enough cigs to last you until tomorrow?" You asked, changing the subject. Staring down at the pregnancy test laying ominously on top of the coffee table. Positive. Knots of anxiety and sadness washing over you. Trying to keep it together. You couldn't break. Not now. Touya would know and come rushing over, if you ever used your secret code word. But then he'd find it. You couldn't expect a villainous and murderous man like Dabi to unroot his plans, give it up and become a law bidding citizen. Working a nine to five job or stay home as a male housewife. No. That was a naive way of thinking.
Dabi dug into his coat, unzipping the breast pocket, pulling out the pack and flipping it open with ease. "Yeah, I should have enough." He brough the pack to his mouth, placing one of the doses of nicotine to his lips, holding it, flipping it closed and shoving back into said pocket. "Do you need me swing by later tomorrow afterwards?" He muttered over the cigarette, lighting it, inhaling a deep drag, holding it and then blowing a plume of smoke. He didn't want to admit how desperate he'd been to hold you again, get lost in your bed and tangled sheets, or the smell of your perfume and body wash on his skin. Won't admit, he's wanted you like mad. You won't leave his thoughts and haunt his dreams. Or how much peace of mind and restful sleep he gets whenever you are near, hearting your heartbeat or warmth of your body soothing his scarred, chard soul and broken body. Even the temptation to stalk you whenever he's in the neighborhood to stop any other scumbag from laying hands on his woman.
"It's fine." Your voice came out as a husky whisper. It sounded like an invitation, which you didn't mean to let slip. "Sorry for bring it up."
Dabi's cheek burned from that tone, that slight drowsy, sexy tone in your voice. Drawing him like a mouth to a flame. "Well, we've been more than friends with benefits for a couple of months." He reminds, coyly. "I could catch the latest train and crash on the couch tonight, if my good girl wants." He lowers his tone into a rough, husky, darker rasp which never stopped to make your toes curl or your panties dampen.
Your breath hitches, cheeks burning. "Tease." You huff into the phone. Your thighs clench together; your heart skips a beat. Your already aching breasts were more sensitive, nipples stiff and your core between your legs clenched around nothing; immediately turned on. "You won't get off easily, if you think one orgasm and one pump n done will be worth the trip, blue." You tried to sound angry with him.
Dabi clamped his mouth shut, yet a groan of pleasure came pouring out. Dammit, he's already sporting the worlds hardest hard-on in his pants now. "Nah, we can take it slow this time, promise." The memory of your mouth hungry devouring his, his long, nimble fingers tanged in your hair as you both can't seem to get undressed fast enough. His free hand slipping beneath your shirt to cupping the underside of your braless breast. Each erotic memory and image within the forefront of his mind becoming more hotter, surging and filling his body all over with tremors and raging inferno of dark lust, longing and craving.
"What are you thinking over there in your iron, metal, glassed cage, naughty blue?" You teased softly, brining Touya out his daze.
He grunted in discomfort. His blue eyes were lost and dark with arousal.
You tilted your head. You knew that look and sound. "Are you?" You started, then stopped. You remembered his mother and siblings were too far behind you.
Touya didn't dare admit it. But his damned heartrate monitor gave away the rise in his blood pressure and heartrate.
You raised a brow, lips curving into an all-knowing smirk.
Touya shifted his gaze away, clearly embarrassed.
You chuckled softly, rocking your baby softly. "I'll just keep that little detail between us then." You give a playful wink and flash him the sweetest smile.
He knew with that long thither look and sweetest, false innocent smile that you could set every long-damaged nerve ending on his body alive with simmering heat and fire.
His family began to notice how much more honest and affected you had on Touya, even if he hadn't say anything.
You too simply looked at each other.
They allowed you to set the pace, watching and brought over a chair for you to sit in. You were very much aware of Touya watching as you breastfed your daughter without a care or shame. He made no attempt to talk, and you were silently grateful. The medical examiners advised with bathed breath. Puzzled, shocked and still warry. Worrying the guilt, surprise, sudden unannounced visit wouldn't force the eldest Todoroki sibling to cause a physical and emotional outburst of unwanted stress, knowing the feelings of guilt would loom and weight heavier than any death sentence on the ex-villain. Fearing he'd reject the woman and child entirely. Or worse the shock could trigger a heart attack.
"He's going to be placed on a long ongoing treatment of physical and emotional therapy, if he wants to continue living for brave young lady and the child." One of the doctors said beside Rei Todoroki.
Rei Todoroki continued watching the scene before her unfold, now intently her eldest son continued watching you and little Yuuki from afar like a silent protector. "We can only hope for the best and remained supporting them." She couldn't keep the anxiety out of her voice.
Each of her remaining children placed a hand on their mothers back.
Your words came back to Enji Todoroki as he watched on the camera monitor after you had cursed him out and slapped him hard.
"Touya might not be able to beat some sense into you anymore, but that won't stop me if you dare lay one hand on my daughter," You hold your aching and stinging hand. "Granddaughter or not, I won't stand for it, do you understand bastard?" You continue glaring at the silent and stunned red headed man, covered in bandages and burn scars. "If my parents were alive, they would have gladly kicked your ass and taken you to court." You huff, turn and giving your back to the wheelchaired man.
"Whoa, Touya found a hot headed one, didn't he?" Hawks commented from the doorway. The Ex-Hero whistling slow and chuckling softly. "Beauty, brains and ballsy." His golden, hawk-like eyes shifting to his comrade, mentor and idol. "I don't envy you one bit."
Endeavor could only nod slowly in silent agreement.
----- end of part 2 ---
More Lore and a continuation! I hope everyone likes it? X//////x
More? And which one was your favorite?
I know I sorta rewritten Kai's and mc's story compared to part 1. Whoops. Should I keep it? I know it's cliche, well, everything is. I didn't realize it until halfway done with Kai's part. Oops XD
Tomura's I wrote immediately after posting part 1, then Touya's.
Run Away, Reborn 1 (Scenarios) Yanderes Upper Moons and Muzan X Female Reader (This one is with Kokushibo and Muzan) (Demon Slayer)
[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! In this Request you the Reader had been with various Demons and such and you ended up running away from them. But that is not the end of it, you have been reborn, and they found you again! They are not going to let you go, not again Please enjoy this chapter here, muffins!]
(Disclaimer: Muzan and The Upper Moon Demons in this, are not yandere in canon! This is just for Fun and Not to be taken seriously at all! Simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine! Just do not be illegal or gross about it! You Know Who You Are! You Dirty, Flaky, Biscuits! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life. Also, Remember To Separate Fiction From Reality And Headcanon FromCanon! Thank you!)
(Muzan Kibutsuji) (The Runaway Bride)
(Muzan's POV)
I remember the day I was to marry my sweet bride. I had kept her with me for so long and got her family to agree to allow me to marry her. It was just after sunset and her useless father came to me, telling me my love had run away with another man. I crushed his head in a second. I then called the demons I trusted most at the time to find her. They never did. I burned her village to the ground and swore if I ever met my runaway bride again, I would teach her how to be a good wife!
Today was the night I met her again. She was walking with a demon slayer and I froze. Her smile, her laugh, those (eye color) eyes, and beautiful (hair color) hair. I see the uniform she is in. She had been reborn and tainted by the demon slayer corps. I had to get her away from them. I quickly turn a nearby human into a demon. she and her friend reacted right away. She is fast as she slashes through the newly turned demon head. I then grabbed her and vanished with her.
I slam her into the brick wall breaking her sword with my hand. She stares up at me in horror.
"Muzan!" She cries out. "Let go of me!"
"You think that you could just run from me my dear and break off our engagement?" I demand. "I made the mistake of leaving you human once! I will not make that mistake again! You are mine!!"
"I never wanted to marry a demon! Especially after what you did to my family!" She cries out, she remembers her past life.
I change my finger and jam it into her skull giving her enough of my blood where she would keep her humanity and memories, but will become a demon. Her eyes are full of tears and I lick them away. She was mine now and this time we will be married~
(Kokushibo, Upper Moon 1) (Betrayal)
(Kokushibo's POV)
We had started the Demon Slayer's Together, she was the creator of Star Breathing. I was the creator of Moon Breathing. When I had become a demon I took her with me. I could not leave her to be with my brother. She fought me every step of the way. Fighting against me. I had to harm her to keep her from running. But one day while the Sun was out she fled. I could not go after her, and it angered me! I did not see her, not for a long time. But I knew when I met my brother and took his life. That she had betrayed me and married my brother, having his children. She had died years prior and gave everything I wanted to him.
The love of my life betrayed me. If I ever got to see her again! I would make her mine! Even if I had to cut off her legs!
She stands in front of me sword drawn. She is once again a hashira. Wearing the same Harori she had all those years ago.
"(Name)." I say and she turns her head to me, her eyes widening. She shakes it off and turns to the head of the Demon Slayers.
"Master!" She cries out. "Take your wife, and children and leave! I will hold him off!"
She was protecting the head of the Demon Slayers. Once again she swore her life to them and it made me angry.
"(Name)." I say again but she pays no mind to me.
Her mind was consumed with her mission and not with me, the man who loved her and mourned her!
"(Name)!" I say and strike my blade against hers, her blade shattered and I pinned her to the ground.
She cries out and glares at me. "Let me go! You have no right!" She snaps at me. "You betrayed the Demon Slayers, Your brother, and me!"
"I did not betray you, my dear starlight," I say and make her look into my eyes. "You betrayed me when you spread your legs for my brother, now I will make you mine. Then I will turn you into a demon. So you may never leave me again~"
I kiss her and get ready to make her mine, once and for all~
[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS another chapter is done, this is just part 1 there will be part 2: Akaza and Doma and Part 3: Upper Moon 4 (the original and at least 5 clones) Part 4: Gyokko and Daki and Gyutaro sharing reader More coming asap!
I hope that you all enjoyed this, and stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins!
This was a bonus update today just because!]
Run Away, Reborn 4 (Scenarios) Yanderes Upper Moons and Muzan X Female Reader (Final Part For This Specific Scenario) (Demon Slayer)
[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am back with a new chapter! This one is going to be the last part I think and it will have Gyokko (Upper Moon 5), Gyutaro, and Daki (Upper Moon 6), Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed his chapter here, my muffins!]
(Disclaimer: Muzan and The Upper Moon Demons in this, are not yandere in canon! This is just for Fun and Not to be taken seriously at all! Simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine! Just do not be illegal or gross about it! You Know Who You Are! You Dirty, Flaky, Biscuits! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life. Also, Remember To Separate Fiction From Reality And Headcanon FromCanon! Thank you!)
(Gyokko, Upper Moon 5) (His Runaway Muse)
(Gyokko's POV)
She had been so beautiful, she was such a beauty and the love of my life. I would make main vases for her, but she never seemed to like them. No matter how beautiful I made them. I had to just get better at making them, to become a better artist for my muse, my beautiful muse. Then she ran for me, and I was so angry at her! How could she, how could my darling Muse leave me? I felt like I could not enjoy my art as much. But then there she was. She was walking down the path and talking to some man.
she had the same birthmark on her neck and I KNEW it was her! I sent one of my fish to kill the man and she screamed falling to the ground. I come out and she stares at me in horror.
"Oh! My Darling, (Name)!" I cry out and let my small hands hold my face~ "You are just as beautiful as you were 100 years ago! Come to me my muse! Let me make the most beautiful art for you once more!"
"NO!" She cries out and scrambles getting up and running away from me.
I felt a vein in my head throb. She wanted to run! Again! How dare she leave me! I will not let her leave me! Not Again!
I rush after her, I will break her legs if I have to!
(Daki, One Half of Upper Moon 6) (The Beauty and The Beast Part 1)
(Daki's POV)
I did not remember much of my human life, and neither did my brother, but we did remember one person. (Name). She had seen my brother and me when we had to turn into demons. She was so afraid that she ran away. We did not realize who she was, not until a year later and we remember who she was. We lost the love of our life! We would never be able to see her again. Or at least that is what we had thought.
One week ago, I found that she was reborn. when I saw the new girl in the house I work as an Orain at. She looked just like (Name), and had the same name! Not to mention everything about her was the same. I had to know if it was her.
"You girl!" I snapped and she came over.
"Yes ma'am?" She asks bowing to me.
"Your name is (Name), right?"
"Yes," she says and keeps her head down. "What do you think of me!?"
She looked up at me, I felt my heart race. "I-I do not know why, but I feel like I have seen you before." She admits and I knew she was (Name) my (Name).
I am not going to let her go, I refuse to lose her ever again! I will need to tell my brother! He will be so happy that our (Name) has been reborn.
(Gyutaro, The Other Half of Upper Moon 6) (The Beauty and The Beast Part 2)
(Gyutaro's POV)
I remember her, she was the only woman to ever love me. She told me my looks did not matter, and that she would always love me. But then she ran when she saw me and Daki as demons. It pissed me off, did she lie to me, did she always think that I was gross!? Then when Daki told me that she had been reborn I was even more angry.
She had lived a life and died, but even worse she was reborn and lived a whole life without us by her side! She got to live a life without us, where any man or woman could touch her! It pissed me off. So we killed plenty of people to get a shit load of money. I would come in and hire her and my sister. So that me and my sister can get her alone.
I walked into the whore house and they of course dismissed me, I dropped a satchel of money down and glared at them as their eyes go wide.
"Bring me, them now!" I snapped and they nodded.
"Of course, right this way sir!" They sad and I smirked, that is more like it.
I and led to them and that is when I saw her, (Name). The love of my life. She was alive and here!
(Daki and Gyutaro, Both Upper Moon 6) (The Beauty and The Beast Part 3)
(No One's POV)
Dakie looked at (Name) as she locked the door. (Name) stares at Gyutaor, she is shocked and feels uneasy. She swore he looked like Gyutaro from her past life, she did remember her past life all the much.
"(Name)~" He purrs. "Do you remember us~"
He reached out to her and she flinched away and he growled.
"So you think you are too good for me?" Gyutaro asks. "Is that why you ran, you think that I am ugly."
You stare at him and shake your head. "No, I just feel like I've seen you before."
He grabbed her face and Daki wrapped his arms around her. "Do you remember us?" He asks her.
"Gyutaro? Ume?" She says slowly shaking and they both smirk.
"That is it~," Daki says. "But my name is Daki now~ You are ours~"
She turned her head to Daki and then she was knocked out. They were not going to lose their sweet little darling again.
[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS Another chapter is done! I hope that you all enjoyed this chapter, and stay sexy all of my sexy muffins!
