Bnha Oc/reader Drabble:

Hellooo may I ask a headcanon of Muzan with a child reader, the reader has flower powers(meaning the reader can grow blue spider lilies) and when the hashiras knew about it, they decided to kidnap them? I wanna see what Muzan and the upper moons reaction would beeeee

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P1(current), P2, P3, P4, P5, P6

Blood demon art.

Muzan had assumed you didn't have one until one day you ran up to him with a blue spider lily.

"Papa. Papa! I made a flower. The flower you always talk about. I thought real hard and it popped out of the ground." You practically screamed at him jumping up and down. l He wouldn't be able to keep up with you if it wasn't for the flower in your hands.

He picked you up and examined the flower in your hands. He smiled, a smile that make you feel proud. There are very few times Muzan gives affection and right now is one of them.

You cherish this memory.

It's been a year since then and you've been helping your father making demons stronger.

Muzan had made a special room for you that looks like a flower field. Here you practiced your art or just hung out because it was peaceful. sometimes you wished to see an actual flower field but your father didn't want to risk it.

The demon slayers knew he had a child. Every attempt at taking you ending in failure.

"hey y/n I think you've made enough for today. You don't want to overexert yourself." Akaza came into your room, wary not to step on any flowers you made.

You turned to face him with a bouquet of blue spider lilies in your hand. "Okay I was just about to finish anyway. I wanna give these to father." You walked past him barely being able to hold up the flowers.

Akaza chuckled and took the flowers out of your hand. He took one out of the bundle and gave it to you for your 'hard work' as he said.

making it to your father (I'll leave it up to you where he is) Akaza kneeled and presented the flowers to your father.

"My dear y/n, you've done well." He patted you head. "Tomorrow is yours, do with it what you want." He dismissed you and Akaza.

"Akaza, Do you think that I can go outside tomorrow? Father said that the day was mine." You asked excitedly as you bounced around the demon.

"I don't think he will like that. No"

you already had your mind set though.

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sneaking out of the infinity castle was easy seeing as no one expected you to leave.

'Good, it's night time.'

Walking out of the abandoned village you wondered off into the forest not caring about the turns you took.

Walking for what felt like hours you catch a glimpse of purple flowers hanging on what seemed like a hotel. (Where tanjiro went with inosuke and zenitsu to heal)

Getting closer to the flowers you feel your lungs start to hurt. It developed into your vision getting blurry.

You tried to turn away but by then you body had enough. You passed out.

.

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'Soft' was the first thing you thought when you gain consciousness.

You vision was now coming back into focus, looking around you saw that you were in a room with a small window at the top.

The sun was coming up.

Trying to scoot away from the deadly rays you notice the you are bound to the blanket wrapped around you.

You hands cuffed in front of you with chains tight around the blanket you were in. Like a straight jacket you couldn't move freely.

"What are we going to do with it?"

"Turn it in obviously we can't have muzan's child walking freely."

You heard voices that got louder as they approached you.

"Papa help please." You wimpered. You had no idea what could have happened to you.

*with Muzan*

Hearing your cry from deep in his mind he was enraged.

He assembled the upper moons.

"How on earth does my child get taken. Did any of you know where they were going or how they even get out?" He already knew the answer but he want them to say it.

"My apologies master. They asked to go outside but I never thought they would actually go." Akaza was sweating bullets just breathing in front of him right now. "I do whatever it takes to make it up to you."

"Then you, Akaza, will go get them. If even a hair on their head is out of place your punishment will be severe."

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Requests are now open. I feel a lot better now　

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Omg, I LOVE someone request Kanao with a reader who is a ghost rider! What if I request for Kyojuro Rengoku?

What if he met the Ghost rider (he kinda thinks ghost rider is a threat)? or maybe! GR reader save his life in mugen train arc?

Gender Neutral reader pls! :D

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You were following your intuition and wound up on train tracks, miles from the fast approaching train

Right before the train reached you it was derailed

You watched as the mush of a demon disenigrated

You helped the people from under the rumble but most were scared of your looks

While helping the people you noticed another fight start, this time the demon was stronger

You weren't able to help the slayer in time as you saw he got punched straight through his stomach

You ran to the fallen fighter as a boy with a checkered Haori threw his sword at the demon.

"Another demon?" Rengoku questioned as you came into his line of sight.

"No, my appearance may be deceiving but I help slay demons. I cannot let a well trained fighter, such as yourself, die here." You put a hand on his shoulder and he burst into flames.

"GET AWAY YOU DEMON." A boar head came into veiw, swinging his swords wildly. You effortly dodged.

"Wait Inosuke, he's not a demon. The sun is up." The checkered Haori boy said as he tried to restrain the wild child.

Tanjiro had recognized you from Kanao's description of the man who saved her life.

Walking past the 2 to get to rengoku you see that the flames are burning out as the wound closes the his orgas heal.

"How do you feel." You asked,standing in front of him.

"I feel... AMAZING. Thank kind sir." Rengoku jumped up and bowed as a sign of thanks.

When he raised his head you were gone. You left a small patch of burnt grass where you once stood.

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Can you do the demon Slayer hashiras after a fight with ghost Ronin Male Reader he wins and is just standing there with their sword still stabbed in him and just ask if they want it back and they pull it out and see reader's wounds healing up with fire and Reader just go about his day like it's nothing

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Off the top of my head, I have a bit of a head cannon that the Ghost Ronin trains the Hashira and they are not used to seeing him heal himself.

Rengoku doesn't want to hurt you and u have to reassure him that your fine

After the fight was over he rushed towards you to see you engulfed in flames

"Are you alright I-"

your wound was already healed

Tengen find it cool and want to test your limits along with his

"Should I pull it out or...?" He asks as he grips the hilt.

You nodded and he quickly yanked it

The little blood that leaked from it caught fire and sealed it

Obanai looks at you like your insane

It was like you to were having a staring contest

You pulled out the sword and handed it to him

"What the fuck? " he muttered to himself as you went on you way to who knows where

Gyomei doesnt like hurting you but he knows that it won't kill you so he sorta okay with it

The demon you were fighting was fast and dodged gyomei's ball and chain leaving you to get hit with it

Gyomei faultered but quickly ended the demon so he could check on you

You walked up to him like nothing happened

Muichirou treats you like the yuichiirou doll.

(Before he got his memories) he wouldn't care that he stabbed you because you are durable

He just pulls the sword out and continues to fight

(After he got his memories) he is a bit more cautious because even if you regenerate you can still feel pain

Giyuu pulls out his sword and apologies many times and makes you your favorite snack.

Shinobu can't cut you but she does poison you

She was aiming for the demon but missed and hit you

Immediately you burst into flames

The poison didn't get a chance to spread

Mitsuri panics and cries like she just killed you.

"Oh my goodness. I'm so sorry. I can-"

"I'm fine... See" you pulled out her sword with some difficulty

She watched as you healed yourself and sighed in relief

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Similar to the other anon comment about Nezuko loving Tanjiro and his girlfriend, but what if Naho, Kiyo and Sumi also being obsessed with them?! Like they’re commonly watching them from afar and Tanjiro and his girlfriend pretend to not notice or Tanjiro will calm them down when he finds them crying over fear that they’re gonna break up when they get into a disagreement and he tell them fighting is natural and they’re gonna be fine. Also imagine if one of the girls come up to them when they’re older and married and tells them they showed them what love is!

That's so cute!

Role Models

"I'm so glad we were able to find this spot, Tanjiro," you sigh dreamily, resting your head on his shoulder, listening to the rustling of the leaves on the trees as another gentle gust of wind passes by. You're completely surrounded by the wonderful scent of all of the flowers around you - and you can only imagine how much more intense the smell is for Tanjiro.

"I'm glad too," Tanjiro agrees, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head, squeezing your hand just a little bit tigher.

All of this affection causes a giggling frenzy. But the two of you aren't the ones giggling. You turn your heads to just barely catch three little girls frantically hiding their smiling selves behind the side of the Butterfly Estate.

Chuckling to yourselves, Tanjiro gives you a nod before standing and heading over to the triplet’s hiding spot.

“Hmmm…? I thought I heard something…” he mutters as he stands at the wall. He can hear the girls trying to shush each other down, thinking that you two were still unaware of their presence. Holding back his chuckle, he pokes his head around the corner and says, "Found you!"

Surprised little squeaks filled the air upon realizing they had been caught.

"We're sorry!" the girls apologized, "It's just really nice to see the two of you together!"

"It's alright," Tanjiro comforted, and you couldn't help but smile as he giggled along with the triplets.

The first time that they had walked in on the end of an argument brought them complete heartbreak!

Seeing the two of you walking away from each other, arms folded over your chests.

"I'm not angry at you!" you spoke in a much louder voice than they were accustomed to, "But I am angry! So I need some time to calm down before I'm ready to talk about this again!"

They ran to Tanjiro in tears once you had disappeared.

"Tanjiro!" they cried, holding onto him, "You have to go after her! This can't be the end!"

"It's okay," he cooed, carefully patting each of their heads, "We're still together, and we still love each other very much. Arguments happen, people get angry, but we'll talk about it when we're calm again and then we'll be able to fix things. So don't worry. It's gonna take a lot more than one disagreement to tear us apart!"

Years later, you receive a letter.

"Love!" Tanjiro calls, waving the parchment in his hands, "Listen to this! It's from Sumi!"

Reading aloud so that you can hear as the girl gives you her thanks for showing her how to love someone. What true love looks like through example.

It's not quite how it goes in romance stories or gossip tales. It's not always sunny and warm. It can be difficult, it can be painful. It takes work. Work from both parties to stand together in the face of adversity, in the face of triumphs and failures, and to get stronger together because of your strife.

"Often times," she wrote, "parents are the first to show to children how to love one another. I, and my sisters, didn't have that luxury. But instead, we had you. And I'm so thankful for that. Thank you for being the perfect role models for us."

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ੈ✩‧₊ SWEET MORNINGS

diluc × gn!reader, fluff, lots of kisses, kaeya jumpscare/j

the sound of kitchen utensils and the sweet aroma of food is what wakes up diluc in the morning. he stretches his body, extending his arms to reach out to touch you and groans when he realizes that you're not with him. reluctantly, he leaves the bed, internally wincing at the way his bones crack as he moves. making his way to the kitchen, he witnesses the sight of you making breakfast in his shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to your elbows. a faint blush spreads across his cheeks when he sees your bare thighs, realizing that you're not wearing anything underneath his shirt. moving closer, he wraps his arms around you from behind and nuzzles his cheek into your shoulder which makes you chuckle immediately. seeing him act clingy was a sight for sore eyes and you always reveled in it.

"morning luc! and here i was hoping i could suprise you with breakfast in bed today..."

you hear no reply from him, instead you feel him burying his face further into your shoulder to leave feather light kisses on the sensitive skin there. the hand which was wrapped around your waist travels inside the shirt to squeeze your hips gently, making you groan softly. growing more concerned about this sudden behavior, you switch off the stove and turn around to meet his gaze cupping his face in your hands. he immediately leans into your touch as one of his hands raises to cover your own and press it closer to his face.

"are you all right luc? you look so troubled, what's wrong?" he shakes his head and gives you a soft smile "nothing's wrong, i... i just want to kiss you that's all... can i, dear?"

giggles escape your lips as you press yourself closer to your adorable boyfriend and prop your chin on his chest. "of course you can luc, you don't even have to ask..."

diluc wastes no time moving closer to press his lips to your own. needing more, he firmly grabs your waist to hoist you onto the couter, parting your legs with his thigh to stand in between them and continues the kiss with more fervour. when both of your lungs grow hungry for air, he pulls away to rest his forehead on yours and softly brushes his nose against your own.

"i love you... i love you so much dearest" your heart can't help but flutter because of those words again, no matter how many times you've heard it from him. leaning forward, you pepper kisses all over his cheek "i love you more luc"

as you both continue to nuzzle against each other, a familiar presence makes its way into the kitchen and the two of you fail to notice it because you're both obviously focused on something else.

"what do you want captain?"

"seriously? in the kitchen of all places? tsk tsk..."

you abruptly break away from the kiss to see the cavalry captain standing near the door with his hand on his hip and a rather amused look on his face. realizing the incredibly compromising position you were in, you opt to bury your burning face into diluc's shoulder and let out a soft whine. how did he even get in here? diluc protectively tightens his grip on you to hold you firmly to his chest and shoots kaeya an irritated glare.

kaeya props his chin on his palm and lets out a dramatic sigh. "oh i just wanted to wish my brother a pleasant birthday and this is the first thing i lay my eyes on!" a shit eating grin then spreads on his face "is this how you normally treat your guests diluc?"

"get out kaeya"

tags: @leonaism @seelestia @favoniuscodex @aimynx @kaeyaaenthusiast @dilucqwq @tokkishouse @eternal-dokja @cxlrose @kazuuaki @starz222 @randomnatics @fogggy @shiroganekagami (crossed out means i couldn't tag you due to some tumblr issues)

REBLOGS AND COMMENTS ARE HIGHLY APPRECIATED!!

ur dad!zhongli and dad!childe made me feel ckkshdnekdoidkskd😭😭🥺 but that got me thinking,,, dad diluc would be suCh a good dad too🥺🥺

" DAYLIGHT PANCAKES "

━━ ☆ PAIRING: diluc/reader

━━ ☆ GENRE: fluff

━━ ☆ SUMMARY: in the early hours of the morning, there was only you, diluc and your child, all huddled together in your kitchen with the sweet smell of cinnamon pancakes wafting in the air.

━━ ☆ WARNINGS: small mentions of diluc’s backstory

the uncrowned king of mondstadt awoke before the break of dawn.

despite his early rise, he kept his eyes closed, a soft smile lighting up his face in a way the sun could only dream of doing. from underneath his fingertips that laid against the soft, silken feel of your skin, he could feel you breathe, light and rhythmic as if not even the world's worst could hinder your peace. you were the ground under his feet, the fire that keeps him warm, the twilight in his dark skies. at that moment, diluc was convinced that home was your hair sprawled over pillows, highlands made of towering dreams, his lips lightly brushing on your cheek and pancakes. right, pancakes. with a light chuckle, he slipped out of bed, giving you one last adoring gaze before walking out of your shared bedroom built from a million memories. 

the short walk from this room to that was routine. some days, diluc would wake up earlier than his usual to calm the adorable little monster inside. some days, diluc's head would be filled with nightmares and the trek to his child was the remedy to it. when his ruby eyes find the striking contrast of barely grown crimson hair against snow-white cloths, he is reminded that not all in this world was cruel, the definition of good being a defenseless human laid against plush pillows and blankets.

"good morning, angel," he whispers with a bright grin you typically wouldn't find on his face but came rather naturally to him. "ready to make breakfast?"

yes, some days the world was kinder to diluc. no stress from work, no weight from his duties, no horrors to plague his day. sometimes, it was just him, his child, and the quiet house that was almost made just for the two of them.

"what are we having today? we have chocolate and strawberry vanilla—"

diluc sighed as the baby laughed, having just thrown the boxes he placed right in front of them, "guess we're starting from scratch today."

"okay. sit here," carefully securing the baby to their chair, he crouched to their height, eyes softening at the bright reds that stared right at him. "and wait for daddy, okay?"

watching the baby mumble something incoherent, diluc hummed in reply, pressing a kiss on top of their head for good measure before walking to the kitchen.

"right, how does he do it again?" swiftly rolling the sleeves of his nightshirt up, diluc reached for the flour right by the corner which was apparently amusing for the young child, "is something wrong?"

the baby made an obnoxious 'humph!' that pulled a gentle laugh from diluc who leaned to boop them on their nose. this, of course, causing the baby to erupt in another fit of laughter.

"you know, my father used to make this for me. he said the recipe came from my mother before she..." diluc trailed off before carefully smoothening his expression with a smile, "anyway, this used to be my favorite but i didn't get the chance to learn how to make them. i suppose we just have to figure it out."

tossing the flour and cinnamon amongst other things, he stirred and stirred, remembering the days his father would playfully dust him with the white powder saying 'oops, my hand slipped. sorry about that, diluc.'

maybe someday, he gazed at his child who was staring at the bowl with a focus unparalleled, mesmerized by the way the strong hands that were just holding them were now whisking some strange liquid together. they recognized the bar of butter in diluc's hands and reached out, immediately whining when diluc pulled it away.

"later, sunshine. you're going to get us both into trouble."

noticing the infant's pout, diluc chuckled, trapping their tiny hands between his fingers in an attempt to provide comfort, "later, okay? i'll convince them to let you put some butter on your pancakes."

seemingly appeased, for the time being at least, the young child gurgled in delight before patting diluc's hands quite harshly for a child not even a year old. taking that as a sign to go back to work, diluc poured the batter into a pan, eyes trailing over the bubbles that started to form on top.

"what are my two babies up to?" averting his gaze, he mumbled a small 'good morning' as you approached to give him a kiss. "ooh! pancakes? there's some cream cheese in the fridge—"

"i know. go wash up. it'll be ready soon."

"fine," he rose a brow at your childish drawl, watching as you stepped around the counter to squish your baby's cheeks in greeting, "i'm gonna be back soon, okay? watch over daddy for me and don't let him burn the kitchen down."

"i'm not—" sending a cheeky wink, you left before he could argue his defense, "you're not teaming up against me, are you?"

narrowing his eyes at the baby who smiled all too innocently, diluc shook his head, going back to the task at hand, he started making the glaze that you had taken the liberty of reminding him about. you and your picky antics, he mused with a grin that told everyone of all the ardor he had for you.

"should we wait or do you want to—" diluc didn't even get to finish his sentence before the baby was already reaching for the plate, mouth watering and eyes pleading for help, "i suppose you could start early."

grabbing the nearby knife, diluc began slicing the fluffy cakes into bite-sized pieces, gently blowing on it before sliding the food near the baby's mouth.

"careful— sunshine, you really need to let me finish my sentences."

with an exasperated smile, he picked up a napkin to wipe the glaze that oh-so-messily stained the child's stretched cheeks, gummy smile showcased to the entire world.

"one more? okay," too busy cutting up another slice, diluc didn't notice the sudden furrow in the baby's brows, lips turned into a big pout as if hesitating, "here we go—"

"da... da-da?"

they say that time freezes for certain people at the most inopportune time of the day. it has never happened to diluc, at least, not before this. pausing, freezing — mouth ajar and hand so still in place as he tried to wrap his head around the meaning behind the sharp squeak that left his young child. shakily, he called out your name and you immediately rushed out, hearing the unusual tremble in his stern voice.

"diluc? honey, what's wrong?"

"they—" he took a sharp breath, eyes misting over as looked at you, "they called me their father..."

muffling your gasp beneath your hand, you immediately came over, hand interlacing with his in true bliss. placing a kiss on your knuckles with a watery smile, diluc was certain that this — you, him, and your child — this was nirvana.

turning his gaze back to the baby who was staring up at him as if he held the universe in his eyes, he softly cooed, free hand rubbing small circles on the baby's warm cheeks, "will you say it again? please?"

"h-hm.. dada!"

"that's right i'm—" you squeezed his hands lightly as diluc pulled back, hands covering his face as he tried to hide his sob. "i'm your dada."

"shhh... hey, it's alright," you whispered, lips brushing against his head as he pulled you close, hiding his head on your shoulders.

"i miss him — i miss him so, so much. he should've — should've been here. should’ve been here to teach me what to do.”

you supposed that even the strongest men could fall. this was the first time you've seen him cry for the lost, seen him so weak and fragile over his father. the last time he talked about him — felt for him — he told you that it was all in the past; nothing more than a wound that has been sewed up and healed. was that him telling you or was that him trying to convince himself? wounds heal but sometimes they leave scars and scars never go. they stare right at you, a reminder of the hurt you've been through on the best of days and a wound that inflicts phantom pain as if you're witnessing everything unfold all over again during the worst.

"i can't fill his shoes. he's too good, too good to me — to us."

"diluc, you don't need to fill anyone's shoes. your father... he just tried his best to make you happy and now — now it's your turn to try. you don't have to be perfect, you just have to try and when you fall while trying, we'll be here for you. always."

you felt him clawing at your clothes as if finding something to cling to. sighing in sympathy, you card your fingers through his hair, feeling a small amount of the tension he held in his body leave — as it did every time you did it. "besides, you're already on the right track."

pulling away slightly to get him to look at you, eyes looking like roses in the early hours of the morning, you smiled playfully though you wondered how playful it appeared to be when you're just as emotional as he was.

"you're the favorite one already," chuckling with him, you wiped the rest of his tears and replaced them with a loving kiss. as he deserved after everything he has been through. "stop stealing my spot."

"it's not my place to decide." returning your chaste kiss, he turned back to the baby who was watching the interaction curiously, "sorry for the wait, angel. should we go back to the pancakes, now?"

"oh right! pancakes!"

excitedly bouncing to the seat across diluc, you served yourself some, eyes still lingering on the two people you loved the most, "hey diluc?" a hum in reply, attention still focused on your baby. "i love you."

"i love you too..." he answered without a pause in the beat. "and thank you. for everything."

the first signs of daylight began showing as sweet laughter of delight mixed together to make one fine symphony. with your smiles no longer faltering, diluc was proud to say that the world was right by his grasp. cherry tinted and glowing spectacularly, he allowed himself to have hope once more as he wished for this orchestra to remain together until the end of time, singing about the lovely joys of being a father so that one day, he could join his father in a chorus of being a good one.

━━ ☆ NOTES: thank you for requesting! this is a little different from all the other dad!au works i did because i’m a softie for diluc. he’s such a great dad and i hope i was able to make it to your liking!

━━ ☆ SIMILAR WORKS: dad!au masterlist

For the alator teen!reader, what are their relationships like with the other members of the hotel and Rosie

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Angel dust

Y'all argue alot but are friendly most of the time

When it's just the two of you he isn't angel dust he's Anthoney

I feel like y'all interact the most out loud

He is your biggest cheerleader and critic

10/10

Husk

Y'all have a unspoken lanuguage

Judging everyone without a second thought

nothing gets past y'all

You can tell him anything and he won't tell a soul

He let's you taste the drinks he make but it's never enough to get you drunk

He reminds me of an uncle

9/10

Nifty

ngl I don't know what to say about nifty i mean it's nifty

10/10

Vaggie

She doesn't like your attitude but respects your boundaries

Y'all don't interact much but when you do it's mostly positive

7/10

Charlie

When you first met her you though she was obnoxious and tried to avoid her but there's something about her that nobody can ignore

Sometimes she can be overbearing but she takes criticism well

Even if you don't want to be redeemed she'll be supportive of anything else you do

6/10

Rosie

She LOVES you

If you need anything she's the person you go to (even before Alastor but he doesn't know that

She'll drop anything and everything for you

100/10❤

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Hello! Could I have a Muzan x child (around 4-5 years old) reader? Maybe a scenario where the 2 of them have to go visit their human family and the child doesn’t want to go because it’s boring or something like that! Maybe they throw a tantrum but then they still have to go!

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"I don't wanna go."

"To bad, get ready."

"NO!"

"Y/N!"

You stormed off before he could catch you. Muzan was seizing with anger. He is in a constant battle with you to see his other family.

He doesn't like leaving you in the castle cause you cause a lot of trouble.

He followed you to your room where you slammed the door in his face. He had half a mind to break it down.

"Y/n come out. Now." He said sternly, you, however, gain interest in your mountain of toys that he spoils you with.

"I'll count to three. If you don't come out you'll be in big trouble."

Now this would be scary to any other demon but to you it's just one of his empty threats.

"One"

"Two" he grabbed the door nob.

"Three" the door swung open. He walked in and grabbed your shoes that were near the door and walked over to you.

You started to tear up. He's never been mean to you, it was clear to him in that moment that he was turning you into a brat.

He knelt in front you and started to put on your shoes. You started to kick and scream.

"My patience with you is gone. You are going weather you like it or not." He grabbed one of your legs and tried to put your shoe on.

"No its boring." You kicked the show off.

"How? You have a little sister to play with." He said between gritted teeth.

"Shes a crybaby." You continued to kick.

He was over it. He picked you up without your shoes on and walked out of the castle.

The demons who were lucky enough to watch the whole thing go down quickly got back to whatever they were doing when Muzan walked past.

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Arriving at your other house your 'mother' ran up to you in worry.

"Oh dear, Y/n what wrong? Where are their shoes" She cooed while drying your tears.

You shoved you face into your fathers shoulder.

"They've been difficult today, they'll be fine once they take a nap."

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Blood demon art: Botanical Garden P1, P2, P3, P4, P5, P6, P7, P8 (current)

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It's been days since you've been back and your father has you on watch with his most trusted demon, Kokushibo. Currently you and kokushibo were outside of the castle 'having a breather' as he would say.

"Koku, What happened to Akaza?" You asked as you followed through the darkness, He never said where you were going but you knew you were safe with him.

"I don't know." Was all he said as he kept his eyes forward.

"What about Douma?"

"Who knows."

"Daki and Gyotaro?"

"Red light district."

"Is that where we're going?"

"No."

"Then where are we going?"

"Wait and see." He flashed a small but rare smile. That smile quickly went away as you asked more questions.

It was like you were playing 21 questions and kokushibo's patience was gone.

"Enough questions y/n." He stopped walking and you almost bumped into his legs. "We're here."

You peek around his legs and instantly your face lights up.

"A FLOWER FIELD!" You screamed in excitement and took off running through them. It was as far as the eye could see. There were many different flowers, roses, poppies, lilies, salvias, and more. The night sky dulled the colors but you could see each different shade.

"Don't go to far, this place is home to civilians. I don't feel like killing tonight." He chuckled at your excitement.

"OKAY!" You screamed back at him with the biggest smile.

"And don't be too loud." He added as he watched you have the time of your life.

You played for hours with kokushibo. You put flowers in his hair. You convinced him to help you make flower crowns for the other uppermoons.

You made a Boquet for your father with every kind of flower you could find.

'he might not like it but I'll give it to him anyway.' You thought as gathered everything to get ready to leave. The last one you picked up was for Akaza, a flower crown with pink and blue flowers.

You hadn't seen him since you've been back. You that he's at the castle but you can never find him, you wouldn't find out about any meetings until they were over.

Whenever you mention it to Muzan he dismisses you.

"C'mon y/n the sun will be up soon." He held his hand for you to take as the both of you walked back to the castle.

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