A kokuzan story. Same thing as my first story that I made, MY AU, I'M BAD AT ENGLISH SINCE NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE. SMUTT, CUSSING MAYBE.

"I'm not a piece of cake for you to just discard." Michikatsu Tsugikuni spent his life in the shadow of a sun that refused to set, but in the sterile, velvet-lined halls of Kibutsuji Couture, he finally finds a different kind of light. Muzan doesn't want his heart; he wants his stillness. He wants the way Michikatsu's sharp, disciplined edges catch the light of a camera lens. It starts as a business of aesthetics-stiff collars, pins pricking skin, and the scent of expensive silk. But as Muzan begins to dismantle Michikatsu's identity to fit his latest collection, the line between 'muse' and 'obsession' thins. Michikatsu is being frozen in time, preserved in a world of red thread and cold glass, realizing too late that being "perfect" means belonging entirely to a man who doesn't believe in letting things go.

' ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴘʀɪᴏʀɪᴛɪᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴏꜱɪᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ꜱᴛᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ' - TSUNDRE KOKUZAN FANFICTION In an era where same-sex love is forbidden, Kokushibo -(from the Japanese manga/anime, demon slayer)- finds himself in trouble. Kokushibo x Muzan fanfiction. -- canon x canon This story is set in 3rd person, and is focused on Kokushibo. (He/him/his) [UNEDITED] . Hello! This is my first book, if you could call it that. I'm hoping to gain a bit of viewers that truly enjoy my writing. I'm thinking of doing something with this talent. As stated somewhere in here, I'm quite young, so I hope my writing isn't too horrible. My socials are in my bio, I'm mostly on CapCut. I hope you all have a wonderful time reading. Enjoy!! <33

Just a bunch of my beloved KokuZan... Warnings: swearing, OOC, angst, etc.

Doma the club leader of drama club forces his two friends name Kokushibo and Muzan to be the main characters of his play that is about a Prince who goes on a adventure to find his true love or else his father will force him in a unwanted marriage, BUT anyway a little totally accident happens where Muzan plays as the maiden and Kokushibo as the Prince but it was too late.~ They had noticed that they starting getting feelings for each other

Short stories of romantic moments between the Demon King and his husband. This will be updated once every month.

Literally just got bored and made it read my other story too it's so awesome I swear Ships are: Kokuzan Gyukai Doukaza Nakidaki

[Book Two in Moonlit Desires trilogy] Doukaza + Kokuzan All demons are reincarnated centuries later into modern era. Everyone forgot what had happened. Everyone but Yoriichi. He still remembers. History isn't repeating itself. It's rhyming. This time Muzan doesn't have power. He doesn't have blood he could use to turn anyone into a Demon with. But even without that, Muzan still manages to plague others. And it works. Michikatsu is an introverted boy, shy and barely talks, and has severe social anxiety. Almost Anything social scares him. Muzan isn't the king. He's simply a blunt, leader of the group, and a popular guy around school. He's hated Yoriichi since the moment they made eye contact---but he doesn't know why. Douma is a human learning emotions. He feels them before he understands them. He doesn't know why, but whenever Hakuji/Akaza decides someone else is worth his attention, he feels a sense of... unfamiliar feeling. Akaza has a wonderful girlfriend, Koyuki, and when calling her he accidently typed the wrong number. Turns out the person on the other end went to his school.... and also changed the fact he was straight.

[Book One in Moonlit Desires trilogy] Muzan had lived for years, and in all that time, he had never been more entertained by a mere human. He didn't know he'd feel. He didn't know he could. And yet, when Michikatsu almost lost himself, Muzan saved him. Even though he was the cause. Warnings: toxic, manipulation, abuse, non-happy ending. (By the way, I did not make the pictures for the cover! All belongs to original artist---I just edited it on canva so they blended together!)

If you don't, I'll stay by you. [Beta ver.]