Upper Moons and Muzan with an Overpowered Male Reader:
A/n: Inspired by @levertons also a little ooc as I will always make the demons actually love reader. Sorry for not writing much as I was sick and this was just chilling in my drafts.
Summary: Upper Moons and Muzan are in a relationship with an overpowered s/o kind of like Sukuna from jjk. How do they feel. Also their s/o can annihilate the entire kizuki and Muzan no diff.
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. He's strange about your overwhelming strength.
. On one hand he's glad your so strong and can be useful and defend yourself (he does love you).
. But on the other hand he is somewhat annoyed that your so much stronger than him.
. He doesn't like having people stronger than him but his love for you conflicts him further.
. He definitely researches you to know how you gained such power without being a demon.
. He however is glad that you can defend him from sun breathers like Yoriichi.
. Overall: Quite conflicted but still loves you.
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. He's the worst about it.
. He literally became a demon to become stronger than his brother and he still couldn't do it.
. He doesn't hate that you're strong, he hates that your so much stronger than him, Muzan and Yoriichi.
. He despite his envy doesn't leave you. His love for you outweighs his envy for you.
. He trains with you constantly (and gets utterly demolished by your strength).
. He doesn't wish to get stronger to harm you but more so be the stronger one in the relationship.
. Overall: Envious but still loves you.
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. He's not bothered by it at all.
. Your the one person who made him feel emotions so he couldn't care less about your broken power.
. He enjoys seeing you cause calamities and effortlessly destroy anyone in your way.
. He's also glad that you can defend yourself as he doesn't want to loose the only person that made him feel emotions aka you.
. He loves causing chaos with you :)
. Overall: Doesn't care he loves you too much to do so.
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. He's pretty conflicted by your strength.
. He hates the weak so he's glad your strong.
. However like Muzan he hates how much stronger you are than him.
. He still loves you a lot so its not that big of a deal.
. He actually doesn't train with you often because of how badly he looses and it hurts his pride.
. He however is glad that you can defend yourself because he's scared to loose you.
. Overall: Not too bothered.
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. She doesn't care.
. Other than slight surprise at your overwhelming power she doesn't react much.
. She's glad you defend yourself from literally anything since nothing can harm you.
. Not really more to say.
. Overall: Most indifferent to it.
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. He's scared but also glad.
. He's scared because he didn't believe that anyone could be stronger than Muzan until you showed up.
. He's glad that he has someone as strong as you to defend him (despite being upper 4).
. Any time danger occurs he hides behind you.
. Overall: Scared but glad.
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. He's envious like Kokushibo.
. He loves you in his strange but he wishes he could be stronger than you.
. He's shocked because he believed no one could be stronger than Muzan.
. Overall: Envious but not like Kokushibo level.
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. He really couldn't care less.
. He's used to people being stronger than him since he's the lowest upper moon.
. He is kinda surprised at how overwhelming strong you are compared to Muzan.
. He is glad you can defend yourself.
. Overall: Doesn't care.
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. She like Gyutaro isn't too bothered by it.
. She's mostly surprised at how strong you are cause how tf are you stronger than Muzan??
. She's glad that you can kill anyone in your way.
. Lowkey thinking about having you join her and Gyutaro and becoming upper moon 1.
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He hates how this made him feel. And he hates even more how he sees his past self in you as you’re bedridden from a terrible fever. He has experience; he knows you’re not in danger, otherwise he would’ve force-fed you his blood if necessary. Yet he can’t help but feel a deep sense of dread around you.
He often takes care of you, more often than he’d like, justifying it to himself with the fact he can’t let « what’s his » in such a state for too long. As for you, he always has an excuse ready: even changing the cloth on your forehead, or bringing you actual food are things he makes stories up for to avoid being seen as caring.
« one of my fake wives made dinner for me tonight. You can have it. »
He wouldn’t ever admit it, but he was very relieved when you got better.
KOKUSHIBO
As soon as you started to noticeably feel bad, he made sure to constantly keep an eye on you. He’s rarely there, but he somehow always knows when you need him to show up. He never directly expresses it, but he showes his care through small things. Bringing you books, warm blankets, giving you medicine…
He’s always silent when he does these things; but his actions speak louder than his words ever would. He constantly checks your body using the transparent world to make sure he doesn’t have to turn you into a demon to save you.
"Your heartbeat has gotten quicker again; I’ll bring you water."
His care is surprisingly genuine; you swear you could almost see softness in his eyes while he looks at you rest
—*.•—
DOUMA
He keeps cheering you up, not being very useful to help you rest; those actually taking care of you are the people from his cult, who are amazing at it.
His presence is very much appreciated though; he keeps you company and soothes you with head pats whenever you start having fever dreams. He’s loud, which never helps your headaches, but at least he’s there.
"Dear, did you fall asleep while I was speaking again ? It’s alright, you need to rest after all~ I’ll resume my talk when you wake up"
He eventually does learn how to take care of you when you’re sick from the people of the cult, and it amuses a lot to pamper you like that.
—*.•—
AKAZA
As soon as you got sick, the man PANICKED. He doesn’t remember why, but he’s constantly on edge, by your side whenever he can. He overdoes it a bit; but he’s probably the best caretaker among the upper moons.
He unsurprisingly has a lot of experience in taking care of sick people, and his presence itself is reasssuring by your side, even more so since he keeps reassuring you that he won’t let anything happen to you. He’s probably reassuring himself more than you, but it works both sides.
"As long as I’m here, nobody will ever lay a finger on you; I promise. You’re gonna get better, I’ll help you with that. I won’t fail you."
—*.•—
HANTENGU
This man managed to make your sickness about himself; he keeps wailing about how this is a divine punishment cast upon him, and that he’s victim of your poor body health. In the end, you end up comforting him more than he comforts you.
"This is unfair ! Why is it always me who suffers ? Why would the evil gods grant me a partner with poor health ?"
His clones aren’t half bad at caring for you though. By themselves, they’re not that good, but when they accept to work together they manage to make it work. And they make you laugh occasionally too.
—*.•—
GYOKKO
I know he’d either be shit or very good at caring for a sick person. He’d probably need you to order him around to get what you need, but he’s very good at providing distractions from your pain; even if it’s occasionally gruesome. He tried to paint you while you were sick once, he never tried again after the look you gave him when he showed you the finished piece (can you picture the piece « the scream » ? Well that was it, but in more horror-like)
"Don’t you like my piece ? Doesn’t it depict perfectly the way your sickness is eating the life away from your body ? It’s so poetic !"
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DAKI
She pampers you like crazy; sure, Gyutaro brings her everything she needs, but she’s the one actively staying by your side and making sure you’re comfortable. She always makes sure your bed is clean and warm.
She complains a lot about how you look worse when you’re sick, so you need to get better quickly. She phrases it poorly, but you always smile when she says something like that. She doesn’t understand why though.
"Look at that face— you look horrible like this. Get better already, I wanted to show you my new room at the entertainment district, and there’s no way you’re going out like that"
GYUTARO
He’s clumsy, but he does his best. He often asks Daki for advice, and she pesters a lot about it but reluctantly helps. When you get fever dreams, he tries to either wake you up, or comfort you with awkward headpats.
He tries his best to give you the comfort he claims you deserve, stealing stuff from the women in the entertainment district and bringing them to you.
"There, there— at least you have a warm bed, you can’t stay sick for much longer surrounded in warmth"
𓂃✍︎ headcanon: in which the uppermoons are angrily called by their full names as if they are in trouble with their lover/s
note. daki/ume is excluded in this headcanon
18+ mdni · based on this request
KOKUSHIBŌ
🀥 — You'd better mark this day as your bravest moment ever.
🀥 — Perhaps it’s your dull-witted bravery that saved you, because what in God's name did you just say in that mouth of yours? All six of his eyes blink separately and look at you as if you’re the one who’s grotesque here. No one, not even Muzan himself, who is currently sitting across from him and deep in thought over a disrupted meeting, dared to simply utter his full human name out of the blue. Not without consequences, that is.
🀥 — And yet here you are, bouncing at the soles of your feet with the most innocent-looking face they have seen from you. But you are nowhere near innocent; the bite marks littered across your skin (barely even healing from your regeneration) are proof enough.
🀥 — You should also be glad that you are a demon he specifically requested to turn, and that you’re his lover, because you may have hit a spot in that chipped armor of his. And if you were any less of a demon, you would've died permanently.
🀥 — His wretched name uttered in that wretched mouth of yours. And as one would expect, he refuses to speak with you for the next 91 years.
DŌMA
🀥 — Truthfully, this demon doesn’t even remember his true name, and so you call him as how he presented himself since, now, and forever: Dōma.
🀥 — Dōma stares at you with a faux curiosity that could have made the people who worship him weep. There is a lilt in the way he tips his head and hides his face behind his fan. A mocking salute, if you will. And his voice is no better, as he brings you closer to his side. “So cute! Very cute, yes! You said my name. My, my, now what reward should I give you, hm?”
🀥 — “You’re not even going to ask why I sounded angry?” That’s the first thing you say. Incredulously brazen you are, that could've sent your head rolling to the ground had you still been human.
🀥 — You planned everything right, and you wanted to see the look on his face. But instead, he gives you exactly what he shows the rest: Dōma.
🀥 — He blinks, and that maniacal smile appears, canine teeth peeking through as a cold invite for you. “Oh, but you know. I am different! We can go down memory lane if we must. Let’s see – ah! – I was always . . . different, and as a child I was referred to as a go –”
🀥 — You walk away, huffing. “Goodbye,”
🀥 — “Wait! Don’t you want to hear how different I am! I heard that women go crazy if you’re different!”
🀥 — “No.” You say sternly.
🀥 — “But don’t you want to be the one who ‘fixes me’?”
AKAZA
🀥 — If you think redemption is waiting for you at the end of this lifeline, you are sorely mistaken. You're definitely going to hell for this, because this one . . . now, this one hurts a lot.
🀥 — It started as a mere joke, Dōma suggested you should do for Akaza. And what began as something as simple as a jest quickly turns into the most gut-wrenching feeling you might have ever experienced.
🀥 — When you whisper his name, and not even the entirety of it yet, every nerve of his fighting spirit trembles and stops. He turns around, looking at you in sheer cold panic, and wonders if he just heard what he thought he heard. Of course, like a lunatic, you mistook his behavior and think that, why yes, this is how one dies.
🀥 — “Was – was that my name?” He tells you, almost afraid to have that bone-chilling hope. It’s been a long time, and he thinks he has rid himself of who he used to be, of his weakened self, thinking that this is who he is now. This is power beyond anything he imagines. This is moving forward. But no, the moment you call him, he’s heartbreakingly reminded that he’s still that weak boy searching for some purpose of living. That he's still . . . stuck.
🀥 — And just like a broken compass that he is, he doesn’t know which way to go.
🀥 — All along, that arrow zigzags its way to you, and in one breath, you tear him apart, and he is finished.
🀥 — His gait becomes uncoordinated, stumbling right in front of you. Instinctively, you pick him up. He refuses to meet your eyes, perhaps frightened of what other kind of power you have over him. Never before has he felt undeniably lost. And never before have you wanted to kill yourself for doing this to him.
🀥 — But for a while, you give him a chance to regain himself. If it takes him one lifetime to the next, then so be it. It doesn't matter. You'd be there for him.
🀥 — You tilt his chin so you two can look at each other, and all you can see is the gentleness of his gaze upon you and all the times he wishes he could’ve still been that boy who could’ve done the right things when the world forced him to do everything wrong.
🀥 — “Hakuji,” you say his name, and you feel his embrace engulf you as he holds you tighter and tighter, burying his face against you.
🀥 — “Let’s go home.”
HANTENGU
🀥 — You basically triggered all versions of him. And each has its own consequences, especially given their fragmented and deluded personality.
🀥 — Sekido bursts, anger engulfs him quickly like flames. He never thinks for one second you would have done this to him, but you do. Do you think that you can talk to him like that? It takes him a moment to rein it in. When he realizes that it’s all a ploy, he eases slightly. Still, he is a personified version of anger, so it will always be there to linger.
🀥 — Karaku might see through the illusion of your playful deceit and play along. “Does my name have a certain ring to it, my love?” He likes your musings, and he is not one to be insulted over trivial things. In fact, he loves the entirety of this exchange.
🀥 — Aizetsu doesn’t want anything to do with you for a day or two. He wallows in his self-depriving bubble and releases chokes of sadness. When you tell him it’s all some sort of joke just to lighten his mood up, he sulks even harder. You then realize that this is one of the versions you should not have chosen, as you sulk in your own corner, too. The plan completely backfired.
🀥 — Urogi is a tricky one. Though he omits what joy should be, you aren’t too sure if that joy of his is what can be perceived as genuine, or if he has some ulterior motives that result in you taking flying lessons with him. Either way, he keeps squawking at you for even remembering his name. You don’t even have the time to tell him it’s all a mere jest to see what he would do; he just soared off to who knows where. Because of that, a part of you wishes that he accidentally knocks some corners of the castle along the way.
🀥 — Urami never shows up. He's that triggered.
🀥 — Hantengu himself will not believe a word you say. Not from your trick of getting angry at him, and not even when you call him by his entire name. But he will cry and cower, and find any means to distance himself from you. Regardless of whether you tell it’s a joke, Hantengu will scurry off.
🀥 — Never mind Aizetsu, Urami, or Hantengu, Zōhakuten is the one you are most careful about in all the versions. While he must have sensed you merely wish to tease him about his name, which he cares not for in a manner that he might’ve committed something drastic, that still doesn’t stop that unsettling feeling from you that this may or may not end with you being dead for good. Thankfully, he merely gives you a nod and walks off. He’s used by your insignificant and pointless antics by now.
🀥 — And you wind up wondering just how on earth you end up with seven of him.
GYOKKO
🀥 — Gyokko will not tolerate the sound of your tone, and he will throw childish tantrums when you call him by his name.
🀥 — “You think I’ve done something?” He shouts. “Maybe it was you! You probably started it!”
🀥 — You merely sigh and call his name again. He lets loose a scream and jumps from vase to vase.
🀥 — Perhaps you are sort of a masochist, but it amuses you just how funny he runs away into pretty little vases.
GYŪTARŌ
🀥 — Gyūtarō reacts to your call in confusion. He wonders when he has admitted his name to you because even he has a troubling time remembering. Though it doesn’t hurt that you know it, he doesn’t mind it at all.
🀥 — Perhaps in his case, it feels a little good. At least someone never forgot him, even if one day he will walk through the fires of hell.
🀥 — He lowers his weapons and slumps over. Yeah, maybe even a cold-hearted demon such as himself doesn't mind that sometimes there’s someone else thinking about them.
🀥 — Even if it’s just a joke.
DISHONORABLE MENTIONS:
NAKIME
🀥 — Joke or not, Nakime will not be entertained.
🀥 — With that stupid biwa of hers that you despise very much, you will be transported from one end of the castle to the other, until she finally has had enough torturing you.
🀥 — Joke's on her, though, you’ve got eternity to keep teasing her.
KAIGAKU
🀥 — That arrogance of his shatters beneath the call of his name and that tone you choose. Through hurried steps and a perplexed expression, he appears face-to-face with you.
🀥 — You raise your brow in challenge and call him again.
🀥 — It wasn't that long since he’s been turned into a demon, and yet just the remembrance of the past he’s ashamed to even have is maddening.
🀥 — What’s even more humiliating is when you begin to smile and laugh, admittedly telling him it’s all a joke. But the point still stands: he is still very much affected by who he used to be. And he vows harder to change that.
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(Modern AU) Would Muzan and the Upper Moons Let You Call Them Daddy? NSFW, MDNI!
i felt inspired by @carriedlikeabriefcase's new professor douma fic, why don't we go there. it has an age gap relationship. i was reminded how much i love dilfs.
and then i started to wonder... would the boys have daddy kinks?!? i'm answering this for all of them. yes, ALL of them. even the fish guy (but it's modern au, so he's not really a fish?).
hold my hand. let's go on this journey together.
tw: villains being villains. the consent starts to get a little dubious with the clones. tread lightly.
Muzan
Controversial take: Yes, and it’s his idea
Gets the biggest boner, every time
You have to call him Daddy outside the bedroom too btw
You’re not equals. He likes to remind you
He doesn't want to be a real Daddy, though. Don't get it twisted
This is purely a power imbalance kink
Call him Daddy… or else
Kokushibo
A little uncomfortable the first time you do it, but he’s… not mad at it?!
You make him discover something about himself
Call him Daddy, you're gonna make him a Daddy
Creampie creampie creampie
He doesn't actually want a kid though, he just likes the idea of you being pregnant
Daddy will actually be a little pissed if his new kink has consequences
Whoops
Douma
He lets you do it, but does he like it?
I think he's indifferent, but he'll pretend like he's into it
If he's inside you, he'll moan like a pornstar when you say it
Because he neither likes nor dislikes it, you're safe
Anything to make you happy, cutie
Akaza
Okay, in the bedroom, every once in awhile? I actually think Akaza could let it slide...
When he's balls deep in you, you could get away with just about anything
As long as you don't open foreplay with Daddy. You've got to ease him into it
He's not into it like Muzan and Kokushibo, but he's not going to get soft when you say it
Outside the bedroom? Weird. Don't do it
Hantengu
Probably get soft and piss himself from fear if you called him Daddy idk
He doesn't need anyone else treating him like a father figure in ANY capacity
"My therapist said p-p-p-p-parenting triggers my PTSD."
He has never been to a therapist btw
Also never been diagnosed with PTSD
Seriously, what is he waffling on about?
Urami
We're entering heavy headcanon territory
Modern AU Urami, in my brain, is Hantengu's younger brother
So he's old, but not grandpa old. Not yet.
He doesn't have a wife or kids, so he tries to parent Hantengu's sons
Resents his older brother with every fiber of his being (Resentment demon, you see the vision?)
Anyway
Call him Daddy if you want to make him feel better about himself
Easiest way to make him cum btw
Sekido and the other brats won't even call him Uncle... his life is torture
Sekido
Will berate you until you cry
"How dare you?"
He didn't get soft when you said it, but he's still livid
He calls you a fatherless whore for having a Daddy kink
Insecure much?!
While you're a sobbing mess, he'll pressure you into make-up sex
Protect your peace. Find a new guy to call Daddy
Karaku
Daddy is not on this man's list of kinks, believe it or not
Karaku has a complex
He has rough sex with women on the daily, but only because it's easy
He doesn't know it yet, but his true passion lies in being a submissive brat
"Daddy" and "submissive brat" don't go together
Now... who to awaken him?
Aizetsu
Heavily influenced by Sekido's misogyny, because that's his favorite brother
But instead of arguing with you about it until you cry, he's the one who starts crying
"I can't believe you're such a slut!!" he says through tears
Will guilt trip you into sex
Before you do the deed, you promise not to call him daddy again, but that's a big mistake
"Why are you treating me like I'm the bad guy?!?"
Damned if you do, damned if you don't
Urogi
The most irresponsible Hantengu son loves to be called Daddy
He think it's "fun"
It doesn't do much for him in terms of sex, though. He actually prefers Daddy outside the bedroom
If it pisses Sekido and Aizetsu off, Urogi is all for it
Also, since you call him Daddy, you're cool if he doesn't pull out, right?
Gyokko
I'm not going to shame you
But Gyokko is going to shame you
Will tell all his friends you called him Daddy to embarrass you, because he's a loudmouth
Hi!! I don't know if my request sounds weird, but can you do some slightly suggestive or fluff scenarios of the uppermoons with an extremely quiet and shy darling? Like, they love them back, but are just too shy and bashful to be in the same room with them because their darling has never really felt as much love as they give them? And maybe add in their darling had a rare human condition like Vitiligo or Heterochromia and how they demons react to it?
Sorry about uploading your request late I hope you enjoy!
Kokushibo (Upper Moon One)
Kokushibo was never one to pry, but he noticed how you always avoided him despite your affections being painfully obvious.
He could hear the way your heart raced whenever he was near, see the way your eyes darted away when he so much as glanced in your direction. But the moment he moved toward you?
You would flee.
Tonight was no different. You were sitting quietly in a dimly lit room when he entered, and the second you realized he was there, your entire body tensed like a deer caught in a trap. Your hands clenched the fabric of your sleeves as your heterochromatic eyes flickered toward him—one a deep shade, the other an ethereal, striking hue.
Kokushibo exhaled slowly, his six eyes watching your every movement. “Why do you tremble before me?”
You swallowed hard, gripping your kimono even tighter. Because you make my heart feel things I don’t know how to handle, you wanted to say. But the words wouldn’t come.
His gaze softened, and without another word, he was suddenly kneeling before you. His clawed fingers reached forward, barely grazing the edge of your sleeve.
“Do not fear me.” His voice was quieter this time, low and deep, vibrating through your very bones. “I have no intention of harming you.”
His hand shifted, cupping your cheek. His thumb traced over your vitiligo-marked skin, his expression unreadable. “Your beauty is rare,” he murmured. “Much like you yourself.”
Your breath hitched, and before you could stop yourself, you buried your face into his shoulder, too overwhelmed to even look at him.
Kokushibo let out a low, knowing chuckle. “Ah… I see.”
For once, he allowed himself to indulge, his arms slowly wrapping around you, caging you in a warmth that sent a shiver down your spine.
“You will have to grow accustomed to my presence,” he whispered against your ear. “For I have no intention of letting you go.”
Doma (Upper Moon Two)
Doma found your shyness adorable.
The way you would become so flustered in his presence, how you would stammer and look away whenever he got too close—he lived for it.
“Aw, my little darling, why do you look like a scared rabbit?” he cooed, resting his chin on his palm as he watched you from across the room.
You didn’t answer, instead curling further into yourself. Your hands were clenched into small fists on your lap, your entire body screaming nervousness.
Doma sighed dramatically before suddenly closing the distance between you in a blur.
You barely had time to react before he was leaning in, his breath ghosting over your ear. “Come now, pretty thing. How can you love me if you can’t even look at me?”
Your heart slammed against your ribs. He was too close.
Doma hummed, his fingers dancing along the patchwork of vitiligo on your skin. “This is rather charming, you know. A rare, delicate pattern… suiting for someone as special as you.”
You squeezed your eyes shut, refusing to meet his gaze.
He chuckled. “So shy~! I could just eat you up.” He paused, then grinned. “Figuratively, of course. Unless… you’d like me to be literal?”
The way you whimpered had him laughing, pulling you into a tight embrace before you could bolt.
“I was joking, my sweet,” he purred, pressing a playful kiss against your temple. “But do stay close, won’t you? I do love watching you squirm.”
Akaza (Upper Moon Three)
Akaza didn’t understand your behavior at first.
He knew you loved him. He could hear it in your heartbeat, smell it in your nervous sweat. But every time he tried to spend time with you, you would shrink away, barely able to handle his presence.
It frustrated him. Not in an angry way—no, more in a desperate way.
So tonight, when you tried to escape his company once again, he finally reached out and grabbed your wrist.
“Enough.” His voice was firm, but not unkind.
You froze, eyes wide as you dared to look up at him.
His grip was gentle, but unyielding. “Why do you run?”
You swallowed hard, your free hand trembling. “I… I just…”
Akaza’s cerulean eyes softened. With deliberate slowness, he lifted your hand and pressed it against his chest—right over where his heart should be.
“Feel that?” he murmured.
You did. Or rather, you didn’t—there was no heartbeat, just an empty, unnatural stillness.
“I don’t have a heart,” he whispered. “But when I’m with you… I swear, it feels like I do.”
Tears pricked at your eyes, and before you could stop yourself, you leaned into him, hiding your burning face against his chest.
Akaza stiffened for half a second before his entire body relaxed, his arms slowly wrapping around you in return.
A rare smile graced his lips. “There we go… no more running.”
Hantengu & His Clones (Upper Moon Four)
Hantengu’s clones all had vastly different ways of reacting to your overwhelming shyness. Each one had their own way of handling you, and none of them were particularly subtle about their affections.
Sekido (Anger)
Sekido had no patience for your avoidance. He wasn’t angry at you—no, he was angry at himself for not knowing how to handle you properly.
Every time he entered the room, you would flinch, avoid eye contact, or look ready to disappear into thin air. It frustrated him to no end.
One evening, he had enough.
“Stay,” he ordered, blocking the doorway before you could slip out.
You tensed. “I-I just need some fresh air…”
“Lie.” His crimson eyes narrowed. “You always run.”
You swallowed hard, gripping the edges of your kimono.
Sekido exhaled sharply, his hand suddenly grasping your chin—not roughly, but firmly enough to make you meet his gaze.
“Look at me.” His voice dropped to a near-growl. “You fear nothing. No one can harm you. Not while I exist.”
Your heart raced. The way he stared at you, as if claiming you, sent shivers down your spine.
Then, in an unexpected moment of gentleness, he brushed his thumb over your vitiligo-marked skin, his frown softening.
“You are not allowed to hide from me.”
You swore he looked almost flustered himself when you buried your face against his chest in response.
Karaku (Pleasure)
Karaku found your shyness deliciously entertaining.
“My, my~ You really are a delicate little thing, aren’t you?” He chuckled, watching as you practically shrank the moment he leaned in.
You turned away, your face burning. He was too much.
Karaku tilted his head, an amused smirk tugging at his lips. Then, without warning, he slid behind you, arms snaking around your waist, pulling you back against his chest.
You gasped, squirming in embarrassment. “K-Karaku—!”
He hushed you, his breath tickling your ear. “Shhh… you’re always so nervous. Relax, won’t you?”
One of his fingers traced absentmindedly over the unique patterns on your arm, his touch featherlight. “This is cute. Just like you.”
You shivered, too overwhelmed to respond.
Karaku loved this reaction.
He hummed, pressing a teasing kiss just below your ear. “If I kiss every inch of you, will you finally stop hiding from me?”
Aizetsu (Sorrow)
Aizetsu understood your feelings. He, too, was prone to melancholy, and your bashful nature only made him more drawn to you.
“You are too sweet,” he murmured one evening, watching as you fidgeted nervously under his gaze.
You peeked up at him but quickly looked away, your face burning.
Aizetsu sighed, resting his head against his palm. “It makes my heart ache when you avoid me…”
Guilt pricked at your chest. “I-I don’t mean to,” you whispered.
He perked up at the sound of your voice. “Then why?”
You swallowed. “I… I don’t know how to handle this much affection.”
For a moment, Aizetsu was silent. Then, gently, he reached out, his fingers ghosting over your cheek. “I don’t know how to handle it either.”
Your eyes widened.
His expression softened. “But… if it’s with you, I think I’d like to try.”
For the first time, you held his gaze—and the sheer adoration in his eyes nearly stole your breath away.
Urogi (Joy)
Urogi was the most relentless when it came to your shyness.
He thrived on making you flustered, whether it was through playful teasing or sudden displays of affection.
One night, he swooped down from nowhere, grabbing you and lifting you effortlessly into his arms.
“U-Urogi!” you squeaked, gripping onto him for dear life.
He grinned, his golden eyes alight with mischief. “Ooooh? You’re holding onto me so tightly~ How bold of you, little bird!”
You tried to push away, but he only tightened his hold. “Nope! You’re staying right here.”
His talons lightly traced patterns over your exposed skin, stopping when he reached the distinct markings of your vitiligo. His expression turned curious.
“This is beautiful,” he mused, dragging his claws along the contrast.
You shuddered, overwhelmed by his touch.
Then, he licked the side of your neck playfully, his wings flaring out. “Mmm, I should keep you forever~”
Gyokko (Upper Moon Five)
Gyokko was obsessed with beauty, so the moment he laid eyes on you, he became fixated.
Your heterochromatic eyes, your vitiligo-marked skin—it was something otherworldly, something he had never seen before.
“You are art,” he had said upon first meeting you, his voice dripping with reverence.
But your unbearable shyness only made him more impatient.
“Why must you avoid me?” he huffed, watching as you tried to keep a distance. “Do you not understand how rare you are?”
You bit your lip, fingers trembling. “I… I’m just not used to this much attention.”
Gyokko clicked his tongue, displeased. “Ridiculous. You deserve to be worshiped.”
And before you could react, he suddenly caged you in with his tentacle-like arms, pulling you way too close for comfort.
His eyes gleamed. “Shall I carve your beauty into porcelain? Preserve it for all eternity?”
You squeaked in alarm, your entire body overheating. “G-Gyokko, you can admire me without turning me into a vase—!”
He chuckled darkly. “Mm… I suppose. But I’ll settle for never letting you out of my sight.”
Gyutaro & Daki (Upper Moon Six)
Gyutaro
Gyutaro had never thought of himself as someone who could deserve love.
So when he realized you loved him—despite your overwhelming shyness—he didn’t know what to do with himself.
“You really do like me, huh?” His voice was low, almost disbelieving, as he watched you fidget.
You nodded shyly, avoiding his piercing gaze.
Gyutaro scoffed. “Then why do ya always act like you’re scared of me?”
You swallowed hard. “I-I’m not scared… I just… I’ve never felt this much love before.”
His heart twisted painfully at that.
Without warning, he reached out, yanking you into his lap, arms tightening around you possessively.
“You better get used to it,” he muttered, his lips brushing against your ear. “’Cause I ain’t ever letting you go.”
Daki
Daki was dramatic about your shyness.
She hated how you avoided her.
“Ugh! Why won’t you look at me?!” she whined, grabbing your face and forcing you to meet her eyes.
You immediately turned red, your heterochromatic gaze flickering everywhere except at her.
Daki huffed, her fingers tracing over your vitiligo with fascination. “You’re so weird,” she muttered.
You flinched. “I-I—”
“But I like weird,” she interrupted, smirking.
Then, with zero warning, she kissed your cheek, making you squeak in surprise.
Daki laughed. “Aw~! You’re so easy to tease.”
She rested her chin on your shoulder, her arms wrapping around you smugly. “I think I’ll keep you all to myself~”
