#douma my beloved

[flametrashiraarchive]

The people have spoken!

Douma x BIG Boobs

NSFW beneath the cut. F!reader.

It was winter, the temple was cold, and your nipples were pretty hard (lol) to miss.

Your yukata was thin and you weren't wearing anything beneath it to support your soft, heavy breasts as you lined up to get your breakfast.

You looked like a fertility goddess, and that got his devious little brain whirring.

Muzan wouldn't allow the Eternal Paradise cult to have more than 200 followers at any one time, so Douma couldn't draw too much attention to himself (*pout pout*)

BUT you, on the other hand... you could have as many as you could attract

And with assets like those... well...

Douma just STARED, his eyes all wide and his lips curved into a devilish smile. (You know that one bit in the upper moon meeting when he whips his head round to stare at Akaza? That's how he was with your tits.)

"Dear, come here," he beckoned you over to him as he sat cross-legged on his cushion.

The moment you drew close he pulled the chord holding up the curtains and closed you off from the rest of his disciples.

He stood, towering over you, crooking a finger beneath your chin and tilting your face toward him.

"Hm... pretty..." he murmured to himself. Yes you could definitely attract a following. You wouldn't even need to speak. You could just sit on a dais and women would flock to you hoping for your blessing.

It didn't matter whether it worked or not. He was going to eat them all anyway.

Perhaps he'd start a rumor that they'd have to line up and rub your breasts for good luck and fertility? Or suckle upon them? Oh the thought of that made his dick twitch.

"Are you cold?" he said softly, brushing his knuckle over your stiffened nipple.

Your gasp made him chuckle. Of course you adored him, you were his disciple after all. You would let him do whatever he wanted.

He could feel the pitter patter of your mortal heart, your pupils spreading like ink droplets as you gazed up at him. Oh and that precious little quiver of your bottom lip.

You were scrumptious. Just the sweetest little thing.

He wasn't going to eat you, but he NEEDED something of yours in his mouth.

And if you were going to be a goddess then you needed to start getting used to being treated like one.

He got down on his knees, gazing up at you with those kaleidoscope eyes and smiled. "May I warm you up, most radiant one?"

He asked so nicely he knew you wouldn't refuse. You nodded and gave a breathy "yes."

He opened your yukata, tugging it down to your waist and just

....

Oh...

......

Oh you were a feast (for his eyes)

Never once, across centuries of *ahem* encountering women had he seen breasts quite like yours.

None so exquisitely large and heavy and ohh~ so soft he couldn't help but fill his hands with them and just grin as they spilled over.

And your poor nipples were all hardened from the cold. That wouldn't do at all.

He latched on to one of them, pressing his tongue flat against your aching bud, cock pulsing at the gentle moan which left your lips.

You braced your hands on his broad shoulders as you put your head back and whined.

As a demon, Douma didn't need to breathe, but you were certainly making him pant as he lapped at your nipple.

He couldn't resist pressing the pointed tips of his fangs to your supple flesh; not hard enough to break the skin, but enough that it got his heart pumping.

When you whimpered he was done for.

He picked you up, put you on his cushion and knelt at your feet, taking your hand and putting it around his cock as he continued to suckle from you.

You didn't need to do anything more than form a tunnel with your fist for him to fuck up into.

He switched sides and began to suck the other, bringing his hands to the first to flick your slippery nipple with his thumb.

The way you attempted to stifle your moans against your hand was adorable to him.

And when you squeezed your thighs together to satiate the ache building between them, well... that wouldn't do. His Goddess wasn't about to go unworshipped now.

You were on the same page as he was, practically pulling him by the cock toward your entrance, muffling your wanton cries as the disciples went on with their breakfast on the other side of the curtain.

Oh but you both were feasting in your own way, him on your succulent tits, you stuffed full of his cock.

Your hands caressed his chest as he rutted against you and Douma raised his head to grin.

"Mine aren't quite as fat as yours."

"Not quite," you whispered. "But almost."

Cheeky little thing, he adored you more with every second.

He punished and rewarded you for that comment by thrusting hard against you, biting your nipple before lavishing it with slow, hungry licks.

"I've always promised you paradise, my darling," he said as he set a steady rhythm with his hips. "It's about time I saw that through."

Oh the wet slap of your sopping cunt swallowing his dick was a thing of beauty. Your muffled whimpers, the sluttish blush on your cheeks and staining your chest were art.

Douma was completely lost in you; his face buried between your breasts, biting, licking, sucking, groaning between them as your greedy pussy clenched and fluttered around his dick, dragging him over the edge with you.

You came together; his rainbow eyes rolling back as he pressed firmly into you pumping you full of his cum and claiming you as his own.

His Goddess whom he would not share.

"Now, wasn't that fun?" He cooed, pinching your nipples between his fingers and laughing. "Are you all warmed up?"

You nodded as you fought to catch your breath and Douma smiled.

"Good... because I'm just getting started."

[6uppermoonsupremacy200]

How would the upper moons react to the news that they are going to be parents?

                            ✧    ✦ ☽︎Kids?☾ ✦  ⚝ ✧      ✧

                                      ❧ ♡    Muzan kibutsuji  ♡ ❧

______________________________________________________________

______________________________________________________________

-He probs is surprised as he never thought that was possible.

-Overprotective as Hell but spoiled you even more.

-Like you want mochi you get it.

-Also everytime you go outside agleast uppermoons 1 and 3 are with you.(He doesn't trust Douma)

-He is also excited as he could have an heir but like his chance of dying.

-0.00000001% unless you know the demon slayer corps but lets ignore that.

-He gets everything for the baby even when it's way too early like

-You:Muzan what are you doing

 Muzan:I'm buying the baby some clothes

You:Muzan don't you think it's too early…

-As said in the chapter how you met you were a gardener.

-So Muzan said forced you to take a break  and that he would ask threaten someone to do your job.

-Muzan knows you were a gardener so he gets you flowers of your favorite color .

-But after a while he realizes you could die from pregnancy ..

-He soon starts to cling to you or asks you to be a demon or what would you think about it..

-The more time passes the more he gets scared

-When the baby kicks he is a bit happy knowing the baby is somewhat alive as having a baby between humans  and demons may kill it.

—---------------------------------------------------------------------------

—---------------------------------------------------------------------------

                               ⚔︎ ✧˖ °☽︎Kokushibou☾ ✧˖ ⚔︎

-He is very confused on the science

-When you informed him he just went paused like didnt move only blinking

-He probs would be more silent as he has no idea what to do.

-tho after sometime he becomes clingy like he would pat your head or hug you.

-He is sometimes soft as he doesn't want to hurt you

-He would Def be overprotective like

-You:Im gonna go stargazing

Kokushibou: Ok i'll come with you

—---------------------------------------

You:Im gonna go to the store

Kokushibou:Im co-

You:no

You:*Why do I feel like someone is watching me?*

Kokushibou:*Stalking you*

-He also gets worried in the pregnancy like what if you die or will Muzan be okay with it

-But also happiness as he could train the child to be stronger or become his successor

-Soon when the baby starts kicking he soothes as it is quite painful

______________________________________________________________

______________________________________________________________

                                         ☃❄Doma❄☃

-He's so happy and even more clingy

-He spoils you more and basically makes you feel like a queen.

-He even starts buying baby stuff like clothes, etc.

-When i mean early i mean early as you didnt even know the gender

-He soon thinks you may die

-Soon he starts clinging to you

Bro idk what to write like i don't have an idea for him.

______________________________________________________________

______________________________________________________________

                                      ❄🏀A̶k̶a̶z̶a̶🏀❄

-Overprotective as hell 

-He doesn't want you to get hurt by other demons

-He does everything for you like you need to mix the dough he's already doing It(If your confused read the way he met you)

-He someonetimes puts his head in your stomach to hear the baby

-Is basically clinging to you like you want to go for a walk nope he's coming with you

-He's very excited as he can teach the kid martial arts or how to beat someone's ass.

-When the baby kicks he hugs you as he thinks it's quite painful

-He is tsundere I headcanon he would be way softer on your period and when you're pregnant.

-He is scared to say to  Muzan that his lover is pregnant but Muzan knows as he can read minds and he is cool with it as long as he does not slack off.

-Bro when Douma finds out tho he comes to visit you but Akaza is there and makes him leave as he hates him.

(Bro i dont also like him like he's too annoying. Also I don't forgive him for Kanae,Shinobu and Kotoha SO LETS GET MARRIED I'LL SHARE YOU WITH @bookandstar I HAVE YOU ON MONDAYS WEDNESDAYS HALF OF FRIDAY AND SUNDAY!

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

______________________________________________________________

                              🧪Gyutaro𓌴

-He's so confused like bro has no idea how it happened and Dakis like yay ima be a aunt.

-He starts freaking out and Daki has to calm him down.

-He soon starts stealing expensive things and giving you them.

-Soon he starts to think the baby would hate him for his looks or would be afraid.

-You have to explain to him that the baby wouldn't and you cuddled him.

-Daki is very excited as she would be an aunty and gyutaro would have a kid.

-

-He soon starts to get scared like what if you die or the baby dies.

-He starts to be more clingy as he doesn't want to lose you

—-------------------------------------------------------------------------

---------------------------------------------------------------------------

                                       ♡💎Daki💎♥

As Daki is a girl and is underaged you wouldn't be able to make one Gomen Nasai:(

Gomen Nasai- Polite way of sorry.

[sandiaarts]

Reblogs and comments are appreciated

[strawberrychainsawz]

Look at his beautiful hands and nails 💅💅💅

[colourstreakgryffin]

Me again! Now it's a request, a Angst one ehehe

Daddy Douma seeing he's precious daughter harmed or even dying in the hands of a Demon Slayer

I want chaos ehehehe

Oh my loooorddd, that so saddd! To make it fair, ima make it very badly injured, just very close to death. I hate Douma but poor papa Douma!

Douma- Rainbow Bridge

Douma choked out a helpless sob, dropping to his knees with a poor bloodied body tightly clutched in his arms as the cold snow beneath him was drowning in deep scarlet red. The blood of humans… and the blood of his beloved daughter contaminated his Hakama pants but he didn’t care. He only cared about his precious child, the way she bled out and whimpered so gently

He wasn’t sure she was conscious but he clung her closer, feeling her tiny breathes brush against the thin fabric of his rose red-toned turtleneck. Her little blood-stained hands balled into tight fists, leant on her chest as the giant slice wound over her much smaller body, even the smaller gusts of wind touching that nasty injury made it hurt all the more

Douma was panicking intensely that his breathing elevated to hearable pants. Unable to process what to truly do, sure. He got rid of the monstrous Hashira that dared to put his hands on his baby and shed her magnificent blood all over the frozen ground but that doesn’t mean everything is squeaky clean. She was writhing in pain, the Nichirin Katana-induced wounds shattered her poor weak body. Her dull, almost colourless eyes gazed up at her hysterically sobbing and frantically searching father

“D… Da… ddy…” The helpless bleeding little demon whispered so softly as she finally managed to muscle out something, other than weak breathing, that it hurt Douma’s almost lifeless heart to even hear as he knew he couldn’t do anything to fix it or make her regenerative factor boost. “Don’t worry, princess! I will make sure you’re okay! Daddy won’t let you go! Daddy will save you! Daddy will never let a mean human touch you again!” Douma chanted mindlessly, his tightening protective grasp on her poor semi-limp body

Defeated and paralysed, Douma cuddled his precious princess with pained cries and sobs rolling out of his aching throat, staining his rainbow eyes with endless tears as the drying blood of his worst enemy and the rotting corpse of the Hashira laid flat before him. He could care less for that human soul, he only cared for the child he couldn’t protect in time. He left her alone for only a few minutes and now she is bleeding out in a alarming rate and couldn’t heal fast enough

Is… he going to lose his one and only true love? His little ice queen… his everything?

[ppeachyss]

When they are a cult leader 😻 MOVE OVER SHINOBU ITS MY TURN 😈👺

[kurooandkenmasslut]

HIS HEART!

DOUMA X F!READER! X ?

Summery: after being shut out of your abusive parents house in the cold, icy weather, you thought no one could save you or help you now. Oh how you thought wrong.

Warnings: This story contains strong, hurtful language. Such as cursing, names (like slut, bitch, useless), mention of some blood. Spoilers of season 3 and 2. This story had two alternative endings, so if you don't want it to end this way, you can read the other one! Alternative n2 is you get with s1 else so! I might change this up a bit later on, so keep your eyes peeled!! (Change as in adding more detail and dome heavy manga spoilers!) Enjoy!

"Get out you useless slut! Nobody wants you here!" Your father screamed. Your mother was beside him, her brown eyes glaring down at your weak frame. They hit you, beat you, and tied you to your room wall. They even taped your mouth shut to muffle your pained screams. Your father grits his teeth as he untied you and threw you out the door and slammed the door shut.

You had some major injuries. Like a stab in your hip, arm so close to dislocating, legs in cuts and bruises, and ankles burning from the harsh ropes. But you ran and ran. You panted, finding it hard to breathe, legs wobbling. Your mind is hazy and your legs were about to fail you, your eyes started close down, as the air around you seemed suffocating.

But just as you were about to collapse and never rise again, you fell into a muscular chest, almost warm, but then again, cold. Your head slowly twitched up, and your (e/c) got lost in this mysterious rainbow one, lashes long, creamy white hair framing this mysterious person's face.

"P..p-please h-help m..me.." you barely rasped out. You haven't got water in days, and it showed. Long fingers touched your face, long claws lightly scraped your smooth face. "It's okay my dear, just close your eyes." He whispered, his voice sounded welcoming, but it almost sounded evil, and it was like your mind was telling you to run and not close your eyes, but you obeyed his wishes and closed your eyes.

Your ears rang and you heard muffled voices, and you shifted a bit and opened your eyes, blinking repeatedly. After you opened your eyes, the voices stopped, and it slightly alarmed you. This isn't your dirty ceiling, it was more of a... clean one. You propped yourself on your elbows and held your head closing your eyes in pain. ow, you sure got a massive headache. "Ah! It seems like you've woken up!" The voice started you, and you shot your eyes open. There he sat, the mysterious guy. His white, unusual pale face, rainbow eyes, red top, and black drips coming down from it. His hat seemed to have the same pattern. His beige and baggy trousers matched his outfit.

"Wh..where am I?" You mumbled, eyes scanning the room. You looked down at your body, noticing the bandages. 'Looks like I've been treated, maybe this isn't a bad place.. maybe someone from the village took me in? He doesn't look like anyone I know from the village though..' You thought.

"You are in my home! Dont be afraid my dear beauty, I don't bite! Oh, how rude of me! I didn't even introduce myself!" He said, and chucked at his silliness. He got up from his seat and started walking over to you. "My name is Douma/Doma! What's your name, my darling?~" He cooed and ran his index finger along your chin. "(N-Name) (L/N).." you softly whispered.

'Ahh! She's so adorable! Not to mention a fine beauty! Way prettier than the girl I ate yesterday, and prettier than Daki! Hm~ maybe I won't eat her just yet..' Douma/Doma thought and grinned, showing his fangs. "Well then! You are now a part of my cult my dear!" He cheered. "...cult?" You questioned, tilting your head sideways. "Mhm!" He hummed. He didn't want to make you into a demon, but if he had to, he unfortunately would.

TIMESKIP!

It's been a few months now, and you've already warmed up to Douma/Doma. And now, you think you've fallen for him. He consistently treated you well, fed you, made sure you slept well, he made sure you had the best time with him. But the only thing was that he didn't take you out in the daytime, which made you question it, but quickly shut the thought down and just thought that he was busy during the daytime.

But recently, a new woman came in and he had taken an obvious liking to her. Seemingly, according to Douma/Doma, she had previously been in an abusive relationship with her husband while she was pregnant, her name was. Kotoha Hashibira.

And honestly, she was a kind and lovely woman, but you were jealous. You fear that Douma/Doma liked her better than you, and you could see that she had taken a liking to him, and he did too. He's more around her ever since she gave birth to her baby, Inosuke. He looked so adorable, you even got to hold him. "I think he likes you!" Kotoha giggled, her smile was genuine and warm, maybe Douma did deserve her.

You closed the shoji door gently and flopped onto your futon as tears slipped from your eyes. You covered your body in your duvet and hid your face with your hands. After all the times you spent with him, he loves her now. You loved Douma and Kotoha, you did and you tried to suck it up and face reality but it hurts, it hurts seeing your saviour, the one who saved you, the one who took care of you, the one you loved being with another woman.

You sniffed before setting your plan in your head to talk to him about it. You slid the door open and walked down the hallway you'd walked down for the millionth time, only to see Kotoha running with Inosuke in her arms, her facial expression showed that she was genuinely terrified, horrified. After Kotoha ran past, a few seconds later Douma almost flew past. "Lord Douma! I need to speak with you!" You said, but he only snapped his head back at you, his gorgeous, breathtaking eyes, now have some writing in them. Uppermoon Two. Uppermoon two? What does that mean? Your eyes adverted over down to his face, around his mouth. ..human blood? That would explain the pale skin and the fangs.

But he only ran in the same direction Kotoha had run. His head makes a mental note to deal with you later. You widened your eyes. Sure, you had a few thoughts run through your head when you met him. He was pale, he had razor-sharp nails, not the kind of nails humans would, and he had fangs, it was unusual to have multiple colours in your eyes like him, but you never questioned it because, after all, he did save you.

After they both left, you went back into your room, completely speechless. You didn't comprehend what to do. You've heard stories from the town about demons.

Alternative ending n1: if you stayed.

You decided to stay, after all, your heart beats, and pounds when he's near, and your body just couldn't move an inch towards the door to escape. After all, he did 'save' you.

You heard light footsteps coming to your door, the same familiar light steps, he took. The loud knocks rang throughout the room, making you shiver. "My darling~? May I come in~?" He sang, you rasped out a somewhat affirmative and the door slid open revealing Douma himself.

He closed the door and slowly walked over to you. "Hm. I guess it's not a secret anymore huh?~" He cooed. He put his right hand under your chin and put his face closer to yours. "Say.. instead of being a weak human.. why don't you come and join me, my dear.. we can live together forever! I won't let anything happen to you. you can be my forever bride! Maybe even be an upper moon alongside me! Come with me, come with me..." He chanted. You couldn't give in. Youu couldn't.. oh who were you kidding? Of course, you were gonna give in to him, you loved him.

"I... I will come with you, Lord Douma.." you said, which made him laugh in pleasure, grinning widening his eyes, which made him long a little crazy.

He stuck his finger in your neck, pumping his blood in you. After a good portion, he put his finger out. The blood affected you, and it was obvious. The blood made you choke and hold your throat, and you passed out.

You opened your eyes, wincing at the light. But Douma quickly stuck his head in your vision, his smiling face looking down at you. "My oh my! You look more beautiful than before! Akaza is going to be so jealous! Do you know who Akaza is? He's my best friend! Even though he doesn't show it, I know he label's me as his best friend too! But I think he's just so moody because he was an upper moon before me, but I'm still ranked above him!" He ranted, and you tilted your head.

"What's an uppermoon?" You questioned, and he answered you, and you both talked all night. "Say, wanna go out for some dinner, I heard your stomach rumbling!~" He teased, which made you blush and nod.

Eventually, you flew passed all the ranks and were officially upper moon two, alongside Douma, just like he said. Muzan had liked your strength and confidence, so, he let you be upper moon two.

"Ah, it seems like you are here too, akaza-san!" You said, you and akaza were in the infinity fortress, which could only mean one thing, a uppermoon has fallen. "I guess.." akaza said, eyes trailing around the castle. You got startled when you felt something on your back, which made you glance behind you, but shook off the tense feeling when you saw Douma'a gorgeous face.

"Hello, my dear! I wonder what happened." He trailed off and nuzzled his face in your neck, and you saw from the corner of your eye to see akaza fake gagging. You saw a vase in the corner, and you almost forgot who it was when it started shaking. That was when Gyokko, uppermoon five came out, also the one who smelt like fish.

"Oi! Biwa woman! Where are Kokushibo and Lord muzan?" Akaza yelled. "I summoned Kokushibo here first, he has been listening to your conversation. And muzan will come in shortly."

During the meeting, Gyokko had mentioned something about how he knew something but wasn't sure of it, and that had scintillated you and Douma's attention, so after the meeting, you two tried to talk to him.

"Gyokko~ can you pleeaassseee tell me? I promise to treat you after~!" You poked fun at, trying to get him to take the bait. Gyokko blushed before shaking his head. "I'm not telling you (Name!)" He yelled. And that's when Douma picked his head up and asked him, which he denied.

Suddenly, Akaza came up behind Douma and hit him, causing his face to fall apart. But he regenerated in a blink of an eye and grinned. "Oi! Akaza! Hit him again and I swear to god-" "now now now (name!) Play nice! We were just playing! After all, he's just jealous!" He said and laughed, making a vein pop out of his head. "Why you-" He yelled, ready to land a good hard punch on him, but that's when Kokushibo came in.

"Akaza." He said, a place with Kokushibo is always intimidating and always has tension. You've always admired him, for his strength and his seriousness. You admit you get a small shiver down your back, and it seems like Akaza had visibly shaken.

While that was all happening, you saw Gyokko trying to slip away. "Biwa lady! Teleport me to the place with Hantengu!" "OI!" But it was too late, he had evaporated, along with the demon. And it seemed like everyone disappeared too, well, except Douma of course, he would never leave you. The strum of the Biwa had sent you back to your home with Douma, in a specific position, you were sat on his lap, making you blush violently. He brushed his hands on your thighs, trailing down further. "Say.. how about we have some alone time?" He grinned, and you agreed.

Alternative ending n2: if you escaped.

As Kotoha passed by, she managed to catch a glimpse of you and she mouthed, 'Run'. You trusted her, and you misjudged her. And so you ran back to your room before Douma caught sight of you and started packing your important stuff before running out the other door, in the other direction. You thought he was a demon, after all, you saw him feasting on a human, and you saw his eyes, which had 'Uppermoon Two' written in them. You realised that he didn't 'save' you, the only thing he saved you from was himself, he waited for the perfect time to eat you. So, you had no choice but to run, it was a good chance anyways since he'd always had an eye on you.

You ran and ran, and ran, keep running, you chanted, run run run run, and you paused for a break. You panted before looking up. You saw a man, he had white hair, he turned around, his purple eyes widening at your frame. "Oi! You there! What are you doing?!" He yelled. You ran over to him.

"I'm (Name) L/N! I have a long story but please can we go somewhere else!? A demon is going to be looking for me and eat me!" "I'll take care of him for you." "NO DON'T! HE'S AN UPPERMOON TWO!" You screamed. He was shocked. He doesn't know who you are, and you don't know who he is. You don't seem to be in the demon Slayer Corps, so how do you know what a uppermoon is? After he heard uppermoon, uppermoon two to be exact, he knew it would be dangerous, especially since he didn't prepare, and he was injured, plus, it wouldn't calm you down if he waited for the demon to come over.

"Fine, come with me." He grumbled he grabbed your hand and started sprinting. You could see that he was way faster than you since he was dragging you.

"Where are we going?" You asked. "We're going to the Demon slayer corps, but it's too far away, so we'll have to get a place to stay for the night before going again. But tomorrow we'll be there." He said sternly. He seemed to take the job seriously. You took in his appearance. His hair was all messed up, scars roamed everywhere on his body, and there was no blank place on his body where a scar can't be seen, 'he must've been a tough and brave fighter', you thought. His uniform showed his buff chest, making you blush a bit. He had white sleeves, he lifted his hand to itch his face, noticing how they were scars on his arms too. He had a white belt with trousers. But the two things that popped out for you were that he had a unique sword, and you assumed it was for a demon, and the other thing was that.... he had no eyebrows. But you didn't mind.

"Oi! Stop staring at me, it's getting creepy!" He scolded you, and you jumped and blushed. He was handsome, you had to admit. "So... um... what's your name?" You asked, you wanted to be friends with him.. possibly even more.

"Sanemi Shinazugawa." He said, he didn't even ask for yours but you said it anyways. "My name is (Name) L/N! Nice to meet you!" "Yeah I know, you said it already." He grumbled and rolled his eyes. You looked down and realised he was still holding your hand, but his hands felt warm, so you didn't complain.

"So what happened?" He asked after a few minutes of walking in the village. "I'll tell you later." You mumbled, he understood, they're were people everywhere so explaining your life story with people listening wasn't the best idea.

After you two got to the place where you two were staying, you started explaining. He was listening well, and centralized.

After you finished explaining, it was silent for a few seconds before he asked you a few more questions. He told you it's best if you bathe and prepare for the next day, so you did.

"hah?! There's only one bed?!" Sanemi yelled and you blushed. "I can sleep on the floor if you want?" "Okay" He mumbled and you smiled. You walked over to the bed and grabbed the spare pillow and blanket and lay on the floor.

"I didn't mean literally, you idiot." He mumbled, but you were that tired you didn't even hear what he said since you were fast asleep. He grumbled before putting his hands under your knees and back and lifting your body onto the futon. "Tch.. silly woman.." He mumbled to himself and fell asleep.

The sun shone brightly through the window. You yawned and opened your eyes. Another day yet again. You got up and did your usual stuff, like brushing your hair, and your teeth and changing out of your pyjamas. It seemed Sanemi still hasn't woken yet, and the earlier we are, the closer we are to safety.

"Shinazugawa! Wake up!" You said, lightly shaking him. You sighed, he must be a deep sleeper. "SHINAZUGAWA!!" You yelled and he woke up startled. "OI! WHY ARE YOU YELLING?!" "TO WAKE YOU UP FOR FUCKS SAKE??"

(You'd swear that the people next door to you is pissed and reporting you and sanemi to you to the staff.)

After that lazy ass Sanemi, got up and did what was necessary, you two hit the road again. "Hey, what age are you?" "19." (Let's pretend he is in my au 💋) "Wow! I'm 18! Our ages are so close!" You squealed and Sanemi just looked at you dumbfounded.

Finally, after you got to the Demon Slayer Corps, he dragged you over to some man called, 'Kagaya Ubuyashiki's estate.'

"Hello my dear child, welcome back. How was your journey?... It seems another presence is in the room. Who is this person, my child?" He softly questioned. Sanemi explained who you were and your story to you. Kagaya nodded his head in understanding.

"Well then, Welcome to the Demon Slayer Corps, (Name) L/N."

Timeskip!

Two years ago you were promoted as the ' Wisteria Pillar.' You helped Shinobu with her poisons and meditation for patients. You were happy with your job, as a hashira, and as a nurse.

"Oi! (Name)! Wanna go to the town?" Sanemi asked, and you nodded your head eagerly. You've taken a great liking to Sanemi, and you hoped he did too. You hid your sword under your lilac haori and tried not to scare the people in the village not far.

You and Sanemi went from market to market, but one, in particular, caught your gaze. "Hey hey hey 'Nemi! Look at this! This matches your eyes!" You squealed. It was a cute bracelet that had some shades of purple and some charms on it was white.

"'Nemi I'm gonna make you wear this!" "I'm not gonna wear that stupid band around my wrist." He said and rolled his eyes. "Please please please ~ ill get one for me too to match you!" "Tsk... fine.." He grumbled and your giggles and paid for the two bracelets. You slipped it on his wrist and wore yours too. "Ahh!! We're like twins!" "Don't be silly 🙄" "Hey! 😟😔" Then he ruffled your hair, messing it up. "C'mon, slow poke." He teased and you ran at him and clung to him.

"Oi (name) I gotta tell ya somethin." Sanemi called. "Yeah? What is it?" You smiled. You gave him the smile that made him smile. Not a crazy smile he gives demons before slaughtering them, the loving smile.

"I-... fucks sake.. um... I- UGH I LIKE YOU, DUMBASS!!!" He screamed. You wore a shocked face, totally not expecting that. "Well?! DON'T JUST GIVE ME THAT SHOCKED FACE AND ANSWER ME!" He yelled at you, again. You giggled at him. You were happy he wasn't gonna give you some corny thing and went straight to the point. It was Sanemi Shinazugawa after all.

"Oi oi oi oi, why are you laughing you punk-" "I like you too idiot!" You squealed. The tips of his ears were pink before, now his ears were red and so was his face, now he was the one who wore a shocked expression, totally not expecting that. You grabbed his hands and leaned close to his face, making him redder than Giyuu's red side of his haori. Sanemi went back into reality since he put his hand at the back of your head and pushed it, making his and your lips connect. It was like fireworks exploding in your stomach, it felt amazing. When you disconnected from him, your lips tingled. You blushed and kissed him on the cheek.

"Let's go back, yeah?" "Okie!!"

"Oi! Shinazugawa! W-wh.HAH.. where did you get your bracelet?" Tengen teased, trying to tease him through laughs. "YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH IT YOU FLASHY RETARD?!" Sanemi yelled and Tengen put his hands up in defence. Sanemi turned around and smiled at the memory. You were all his, and he was all yours. Maybe just maybe, if you two make it out alive, he would marry you and love you until the day you two die, and that's a promise in his heart.

[askdouma]

Have you eaten anyone while high? As in, the meal is intoxicated, and you eat it... if yes, is it like pot brownies?

- 🍻

Oh you're so silly! I don't eat people.

But yes.

[alenrainyartsblog]

[flametrashiraarchive]

hi! i wanted to ask if you’re able to write any nsfw douma head cannons? it’s totally okay if you’re not able to :^)

*punches the air with both fists*

YESSS!

I hope this is okay. There's a warning near the end because the last part is about menstruation and him being fond of it and yeah... maybe you don't want to read that.

NSFW under the cut. Also mild spoilers for Douma's canonical personality.

DOUMA x reader NSFW headcanons

He enjoys sex greatly as a prelude to dinner.

It helps tenderize the meat.

But he doesn't cum. Ever. The physical sensation is pleasant but empty.

Doesn't masturbate.

Until he meets you.

Douma has been complimented on his beauty all his life; it's expected at this point, but you're the first person he's met who compliments him with actions rather than words.

When you lean against him for comfort? When you ask how he's feeling when he's just sitting, staring into space? When you ask him to keep talking and discuss more than just mundane things??

Yes, he'll keep you around. You interest him.

You're also genuinely nice to him, and not for the promise of eternal paradise. You just... like him. He's not used to that.

When he confesses he's a demon and you just accept it? You don't scream and run away? You're his now.

People hunt and eat rabbits and keep bunnies as pets.

You're his soft little bunny and he so loves to play with you.

Will absolutely initiate tickle fights. Wins every time. (he's not even ticklish, he's just a menace.)

Kisses your nose when you're mad at him.

Fucks you against the wall (sometimes halfway up it)

He leaves marks every time you fuck.

Man's a biter.

Hickey king.

He wants everyone to know you're his. If you wear his marks proudly he'll pop a boner every time he sees you.

Coos over you when you get overstimulated. Finds it adorable and pretty funny when you're cockdrunk and fucked out.

Yes, you've fucked on that giant pillow he sits on for sermons.

Actually, you've fucked on every square inch of the temple.

Including the ceiling. it was your birthday, he wanted to make it special.

He is a big boy.

Likes when you sit in his lap and bounce on him. Puts his face in your tits and can't stop smiling.

Giggles when he makes you cum.

You discover together that he has very sensitive nipples. He whimpers the first time you flick one with your tongue.

HE FELT SOMETHING!!

"Do it again, pet..."

By the end of it he's a blushing mess. One more touch and he'll lose his mind. He needs... he needs...

He pulls you onto him, grips your hips and uses his strength to drive you up and down on him. You're his fleshlight now. He's done when he's done.

whimpers.

The first time he cums it's a jumpscare for him.

THAT'S WHAT IT FEELS LIKE?

I see I see... let's do it again.

From that day on it becomes about how much mess the pair of you can make.

One day it occurs to him that his heart flutters whenever you're near.

Wants to turn you into a demon so you can be with him for eternity. Gets off on you being his helpless little human pet... why must life be so cruel?

WARNING: go no further unless you're okay with sex and cunnilingus during menstruation

Oh my oh my. When you bleed he's a whole new level of feral.

He will live between your thighs that entire week just... lapping it up.

It's nutritious and it's you. He loves it.

Fucking lies there on his belly, kicking his feet and fingering you so he can lick his fingers clean.

"Orgasms help with cramps, pet." he bats his eyelashes and smiles like he's only doing this for your benefit.

Man's a menace.

[6uppermoonsupremacy200]

          ✧    ✦ ☽︎Dates☾ ✦  ⚝ ✧      ✧

                                     

 ❧ ♡    Muzan kibutsuji  ♡ ❧

______________________________________________________________

______________________________________________________________

-He probs takes you to a dinner date or you guys maybe go to a carnival/festival but it's rare .

-You probs get spoiled for food like you look at a snack for 2 sec you have it if its a date in a restaurant.

-Don't worry about the food as he knows where to get food and sweets you like.

-You always end up with a gift like earrings or something.

-If it's in a carnival expect at least 5 plushies and many sweets if you go there.

—---------------------------------------------------------------------------

—---------------------------------------------------------------------------

                               ⚔︎ ✧˖ °☽︎Kokushibou☾ ✧˖ ⚔︎

-He definitely asks you as if you ask him he would accept but be a bit uncomfy as he is traditional and women usually never asked and it was the men usually.

-He probs takes you to a quiet place 

-Like a cliff with a beautiful river to remember where you confessed.

-Or a beautiful city with a quiet spot no one usually visits to stargaze or to see the beautiful view.

-Please play with his hair or lay in his lap .

-Sometimes you fall asleep on his lap so he carries you bridal style to your futon so you can continue to sleep.

______________________________________________________________

______________________________________________________________

                                         ☃❄Doma❄☃

-He probs will take you to  a festival or a carnival or when it's raining.

-Like one time on a date it was raining so he had an umbrella on both of your guys heads and you were eating your favorite chocolate with you holding 1 bag of your favorite snacks and sweets.

-You always get kimonos or a new necklace

-After the date douma makes snowflakes and statues and you look at them with awe as they look pretty or you guys cuddle.

______________________________________________________________

______________________________________________________________

                                      ❄🏀A̶k̶a̶z̶a̶🏀❄

-He asks you to go to a festival that would have fireworks.

-He picked it as he felt nostalgic

-but really dates are rare as he is uppermoon 3 but they usually are special like a festival or a beautiful sight he found.

-If you invite him to one, expect him to have a huge blush on his face saying yes or maybe no but usually yes.

-after the date imagine cuddles.

Akaza please marry me you know what just date me PLEASE I BEG YOU DONT GO AND AGLEAST TAKE ME ON 1 DATE AKAZAA.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

                              🧪Gyutaro𓌴

-He probs have no idea as he has never had a date and never imagined one so you probs have to ask him.

-Even then he was so surprised as he never went on one.

-You should take him into a garden with really beautiful flowers but if he looks a bit sad it's probs because this place is so pretty but he feels ugly so remember to compliment or say he looks perfect here.

-Before the date he would get a pretty hairpin and give it to you

-Daki was spying on  you and thought you looked cute together.

—-------------------------------------------------------------------------

----------------------------------------------------------------------------

                                       ♡💎Daki💎♥

- You both just were on top of the roof of entertainment district and just stargazed and ate humans.(If your a Human imagine you helped her get kills)

-You found a flower and put it on her head.

-*Daki.exe is loading…

-Gyutaro was spying on you guys as he felt you may hurt her or someone strong could come.

-You caught him when you mistakenly threw an eye somewhere and it hit him. You were surprised when you heard a voice.

-You and Daki were kinda confused but ok with it .

-You guys wanted to have more time so you invited gyutaro.

-It was pretty fun ngl yall had fun, even gyutaro.

____________________________________________________________

Sorry I posted less as im having exams and there are many topics and my leg got hurt so it has a cast.(╥﹏╥) And btw it's so uncomfortable like I hate it as i suffer in trying to sleep.(˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥)

______________________________________________________________

[kingdimitrx]

Time to overanalyze one comment from Mugen Train

At one point, I think either while he’s dying or while he’s being a little bastard and talking to himself about all his future plans in a gay femboy voice you’d expect to find in a hentai, Enmu makes a simple comment about the Upper Moons.

He says something along the lines of, “The Upper Moon ranks haven’t changed in a century”, thus implying that they haven’t changed - in members or in positions - for at least a hundred years. There are two things that led me to realize.

Realization one - Daki & Gyutaro.

When Daki and Gyutaro were transformed into demons, Daki/Ume was thirteen, and Gyutaro was 26.

When they were killed in The Entertainment District arc, she was 113 and he was 126. Implying they’ve aged exactly one hundred years. If we take Enmu’s comment into account, this means that Daki and Gyutaro would have had to become Upper Six within their very first year of being demons, as the ranks haven’t changed in a century. Making them the only demons to have risen not only to Twelve Kizuki, but to Upper Moon within one year.

Realization Two - Douma.

This second realization also has to do with Daki & Gyutaro. Douma is 133, and became a demon at twenty.

This means that when he met Daki and Gyutaro, he was only 33. But that’s not the important part. It’s the hundred years part.

Douma was only Upper Moon Six when he turned Daki and Gyutaro into demons; he was the lowest rank of the Upper Moons, but higher than a Lower Moon.

If the Upper Ranks haven’t changed in a hundred years?

That means Douma rose from Upper Six to Upper Two in a single year.

He went from the lowest rank in the Upper Moons to being the third most powerful demon in existence… In one year.

As he mentions during the Upper Moon Meeting, this is astounding in comparison to, say, Akaza. Akaza is roughly 218 years old, approx., and he’s Upper Three. It took him two hundred years to reach Upper Three, and meanwhile Douma - only 133 years old - is already higher ranked than him, in a much shorter span of time.

Douma is fucking powerful as hell, you guys.

(…I had to make it about Douma, as usual) (Edit: Holy shit this is getting a lot of attention, I was literally just rambling, I posted this to my boyfriend on Discord at like 4am and then transferred it here)

[strawberrychainsawz]

Douma's ideal human type in a partner

I was inspired by a post I saw on here so let's try! These are just things I think are my headcanons

• Since he cannot feel emotions, I think he'd want a very cheerful type of person who feels all sorts of emotions very deeply. It would fascinate him how much joy you found in the littlest most normal things. He likes how happy you are to see him, he thinks it's cute when you're aggravated by him. He likes how relaxed and calm you get from hearing the rain outside. All the things he cannot feel himself he'd try to feel through another person maybe. He very aware of his ability to not feel emotions and I think deep down it does bother him. Maybe you'd be able to help him feel something.

•A sense of humor. He's definitely the most funny out of all the uppermoons and he's more than likely going to being saying silly things. If he made a joke and you didn't laugh he'd probably just look at you blank faced and then start pouting.

"Waaaa you don't like my joke?? I'm not funny? You're such a meanie"

But if you did have a good sense of humor, he'd enjoy seeing your face lit up with laughter. Uh ohhh is mr.no emotions maybe starting to FEEL SOMETHING?

• a good listener. The man has spent his whole life, even at a young age having to listen to people's woes and worries. He'd like for someone to actually ask how HE is doing. And once you get him talking, I don't think he'd stop. He'd want to lay his head in your lap as he talks about his day but he also wants to hear you talk. You are his favorite afterall.

• good with children. I think this applies because of his own messed up childhood. Let's say maybe at his temple he saw you caring for some of the other women's children there, making them little flower crowns. It would be kinda bittersweet. Making him think "I wish at least one person was kind to me as a child like that"

• look wise? I think he'd want someone who is definitely beautiful but in a unique kinda way that stood out. Maybe one of your eyes is a different color. Maybe your hair color is a wild color you don't really see everyday. He was told his whole life he could hear the voice of God's because of his hair color and eye color so I'd feel like he would want to make sure, because of your unique presence that you're beautiful just because you are. Not for the benefits for satisfying others people. (Maybe for him though) 👁👁

• he'd want someone submissive but also not afraid to be dominant with him either. I could imagine him pinning you down and finding your whimpers sound like sweet music to him. But I could also imagine him letting a partner dominate him. He's so strong, maybe he'd be curious to feel like the prey for once in his life. Maybe he would like for YOU to pin him down and make him feel vulnerable.

• I think he would find clumsiness cute. Imagine you and him taking a stroll at night, you fall, scrape a knee. He'd tease you so bad about it.

"Look where you're going!!" "Goodness my love, as he says putting a bandage on your scrape, such a clutz. What would you without me, hmm?? Aren't you happy I came to your rescue? All smug like. *kisses your knee after fixing it up"

• I think he'd like someone who isn't very experienced in bed so a very innocent minded type of person. Once he got you in bed, he'd be gentle and not to hurt you. But after a while he'd be wanting to try all sorts of things and positions. Maybe he picked out a shiny cute collar and leash for you to put on. Maybe he wants you to put it on HIM.

• You'd have to be understanding that he is a demon and has to eat people. But out of kindness because you know he's such a NICE GUY maybe he'd eat his meals elsewhere.

• a very dotting personality. Like I said before he's spent his whole life having to listen to other people, he'd want you to be very affectionate with him. Maybe Akaza hurt his "feelings" and wants you to cuddle him and play with his hair as he whines about Akaza being so cold to him.

• I remember reading somewhere before he was a demon he enjoyed dancing and drinking sake. Since he can't drink sake anymore he takes baths in it for his skin.

He would love to dance with you to music. Since you're an innocent minded person maybe you've never tasted sake before. He'd love to see your expression to trying it. It might make him remember one of the things he loved when he was a human. If you didn't like the sake and immediately made a face when trying it, He'd find that adorable.

[colourstreakgryffin]

omg haiii it's my first time making a request😶‍🌫️ can u do a Douma x afab reader that is part of his cult? got an idea from one of the stories my mom used to tell me as a kid

It's called "Scheherazade" :DD The Sultan maries women at night and then unalives them by morning. So Scheherazade devised a scheme. She would tell a story every night and leave it on a cliffhanger every time. After 1001 stories, he made the decision of keeping her.

basically- before reader is supposed to ascend to paradise (get eaten alive lolol), she does that ^ so that he'll spare her and let her entertain him every night with her very intriguing stories until he finally doesn't even care about eating him until he doesn't even feel like eating her anymore👍

What’s Afab? Oh, nevermind! I’ll find it out myself with my magic ✨G O O G L E✨ hands! Okay. Hmm, I hope I can do this exactly as you want

Douma- Fascinating Tales

“Aaah~ really? Continue!” Douma hummed excited, tapping his mighty clawed hands on his dark Hakama pants rhythmically as he continues to flash his somewhat manipulative beam before you, encouraging you on pinpointing the interesting details of your next wild tale. Sat on your knees in front of his glamorous, shiny throne, Douma egged you on to speak once again in your immersive tone like you did just before

Your situation with the one and only Upper Moon 2, Douma was a truly fascinating one. More fascinating than the many stories you told him at the peak of black night. You were a prideful follower of the Eternal Paradise Cult, unaware of the fact you were truly in danger until the very final day you were a faithful sheep to the women body-loving demon. Your beloved leader, Douma himself on one faithful day, selected you as the special one to “ascend to paradise”, the special treatment he always spoke about

You, however, weren’t a fan of being eaten alive by your admired leader so you indirectly fought back on his offer and decided to stall his greedy need to devour you, such a pretty woman, by telling him a story so intriguing that he just couldn’t resist but let you finish up, sparing your life in the process. This precisely developed strategy always saved you from meeting a painful and cruel end as Douma grew eager to hear your far tales and kept you alive slowly to satisfy his curiosity

Over many months, you seemingly never ran dry of your tales and Douma’s almost mind-swallowing desire faded away into nothing, at his own surprise. He didn’t want to eat you anymore, he couldn’t really see you as a another walking lunch but as his all-so-interesting story teller, someone who comes into his throne room at a very precise time and tell him a new fantasy narrative that’ll shake his thoughts for hours on end afterwise

You couldn’t believe your efforts genuinely worked as you gently smiled back at Douma, parting your lips to persevere the lead you were weaving and Douma was all for it with every fibre of his bean. Even if you were to lose your material and spark, Douma knew he wouldn’t want to kill you. You don’t seem like you would taste appeasing to him and he was feeling a little but meaningful flame of passion for you burn within him. He wanted to keep you alive until you perished at natural means, he didn’t mind

He could always have you read him written books if you had nothing left to entertain him with. Douma traced his otherworldly beautiful rainbow eyes over your face, your cute defined face and those pretty sparkling eyes. He always found himself amused by your voice and your passion as you explained the plots to him. Douma found you adorable in every form

“Oh, right~? Is that so? What happened to the siblings after they traversed the woods, Dokusha, my dear~?”

[lucikittyxoxo]

・❥・𝑆𝑂𝑆 - 𝐿𝑜���𝑑 𝐷𝑜𝑢𝑚𝑎 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑝 𝑚𝑒 ・❥・(𝑂𝑛𝑒-𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑡)

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ 𝐴/𝑁: 𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒-𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒. 𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑏𝑒 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

╰┈➤ Y/N was his human. His key reason of being and her safety was of his upmost priority. Y/N was very well aware of this and used it to her advantage often. This time in particular was of no exception.

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

"Y/N, are you sure you're okay to walk yourself home tonight? It is supposed to be the coldest night of the season. You are more than welcome to stay until the morning." The village chief would call out to her. She'd take a step outside of his warmed home and shake her head quicky. "I have someone coming to get me." Y/N spoke softly, seeing her breath in front of her. She'd rub her hands together greedily, putting them up to her cheeks in an effort to warm up. The village chief would sigh, waving her off for the evening. He knew Y/N to be reckless and tonight was no exception to her odd behavior. No matter what dire situation she seemed to put herself in she'd always end up coming out the other end of it unscathed. Unbeknownst to him the reason why. She'd begin her walk up the frosted hill, digging her heels carefully into the ground as she walked. The frigid air would be like peppered kisses against her skin causing a shiver to come to the surface. The chill would shake the trees as it blew causing the leaves to shake and the twigs to snap. Wait, twigs.. to snap? Y/N's attention would turn toward the snapping while a small smirk would play at her lips. The lurking presence was waiting for a moment to pounce and take action against his delicious prey. Y/N would continue to walk but slowing her pace with a little bit of pep in her step. The threat would jump out in front of Y/N, making himself and his intentions known. The demon would salivate out of the corners of his mouth as he caught Y/N's succulent essence. Wrapping his arms around her torso and throwing her over his shoulder, the demon began to run. His meal was unexpectedly easy to catch and he had anticipated that his prey would put up more of a fight.

"Someone come and rescue me..~" Y/N would call sweetly, hanging off the demon's shoulder. She'd press her head up on her hands and her elbows pressed into the demon's back. The demon would chuckle as his prey called out into the seemingly empty forest. As they continued forward with each step the air around them became thicker. Y/N would squirm in the assailant's grip as she felt the pressure change, clearly giddy about something but unknown to him.

"Y/N-Chan.. you really need to be more careful." A voice would call from behind them. He'd grip his fan loosely, making a quick movement. The grip that once held her loosened, as the demon's head rolled on the ground. She'd jump down from the demon's now burning body and jump into the arms of a certain blonde headed demon. He'd catch her with ease, resting his hands on her bottom to hold her up. He would begin to walk off with the girl, peppering kisses against her cheek to her neck.

"I knew you'd come for me, Douma so there was no reason to be careful." She'd giggle, kissing his cheek in return.

"Lucky for you that I like rescuing you."

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑛𝑒-𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑡

[cutiemochiii]

Angel (pt. 3)

I COULDNT HELP IT OKAY

SOME MORE KOTOHA X DOUMA

EXCEPT NOW BABY INOSUKE IS THERE TOO ;-;

ENJOY!!

credit to the artist (wish I knew who it was) for the beautiful fanart

————————————————————————

“I’m going to eat you…” Douma sat with his legs crossed. He held the tiny, chubby, nutrient-rich infant over his mouth, his fangs glistening. He grinned, letting go of the child and letting him free fall, catching him in his cradled arms at the last minute. The child merely squealed happily. It was very amusing to him, how small and feeble humans were. He could easily devour it in one bite, but he knew that Kotoha would not be too pleased with that. And Douma simply couldn’t let such a pretty face be sullied with tears.

“You’re such an insignificant little thing, aren’t you?” Holding the boy in one arm, he ran his clawed finger down its face. If he pushed just a little harder, the child would bleed. It was hard for Douma to be delicate. The child grabbed his finger, putting it in his mouth.

Douma’s eyes widened, cocking his head to the side as he hummed in question. “Are you trying to eat me?” Douma couldn’t remember a time in his childhood where he wasn’t worshipped, so he wasn’t quite sure how normal children grew up. He grinned.

“Maybe when you’re a little older,” Douma placed his other pointer in his own mouth, piercing it with his teeth. He dangled it right above the boy as the blood welled up into a little sphere.

“I’ll share some of Lord Muzan’s blood with you, and you can live with me forever.” He whispered, eyes brightening at his idea. But he licked the blood away before the droplet fell. He sighed.

“However, I don’t think you’d survive the transformation right now.” He looked up at the ceiling, finger against his chin in thought. “You’d probably melt.” He looked down at the boy. “Right?”

The infant babbled back, making Douma smile. Humans were so much more interesting in their truest form; tiny helpless creatures. No wealth, or strength, or pride to hide behind. No pretending to be wise, or kind, or anything they weren’t. Crying when they’re hungry. Unable to function without a protector. In a way, Douma wished all of his worshippers were infants, instead of self-entitled, prideful bastards. It would make taking care of them a lot easier.

“Um, Lord Douma?” Speak of the devil.

“Yes~?” Douma set the boy down on the floor, letting him crawl as Douma laid on his stomach, watching him intently. He propped his head up on his arms. The baby crawled towards him, reaching a chubby hand up and grasping strands of Douma’s hair. He shoved the whole fist of hair in his mouth.

Toothless, and yet still trying to eat everything. What interesting determination.

Douma’s follower bowed his head. “There are people who would like to see you now.” He spoke quietly. Douma didn’t even look his way, pulling his hair away from the baby’s mouth.

“I will not be seeing anyone today.” Douma spoke casually. The man straightened suddenly.

“But sir, these people have been patiently waiting for their opportunity to meet with you-” “I must’ve not spoken loud enough.” Douma gave him a smile that should be sweet, but felt nothing like it.

He diverted his attention back to the infant, lifting him into the air. “I’ll repeat myself, I will not be seeing anyone today!” He spoke loudly, an edge to his voice that had his follower’s hand trembling. The man bowed again.

“Of course sir, I’ll let them know right away.” As the man turned to leave, he ran into a woman. She fell from the impact, the stuff in her hands dropping to the floor. The man scoffed. It was the woman taking the lord’s attention away from his subjects. Her and her wretched child.

“Get out of the way, pet.” That’s what she was, Lord Douma’s plaything for the time. Eventually he would tire of her and then throw her back out into the forest where she belonged. Before she arrived, Lord Douma never left his subjects to their own whims. It aggravated the man. Who was she, compared to him? He was one of Lord Douma’s chosen priests, spreading his words to his followers. She was just some harlot.

“Now now,” Douma’s voice licked up the man’s spine, causing his hairs to stand on end.

“That is not how we speak to lovely young women, is it?” In a moment, Douma towered over the man, standing beside Kotoha who was picking up the fruits that had been scattered across the floor. She placed them quietly into her basket.

Douma noticed her motions. “Stop moving Kotoha.” He spoke softly, but held all the command. Kotoha stilled, and Douma’s eyes slid lazily back to the man. Douma held the child against his chest. “I thought I taught my subjects how to show proper respect.” He furrowed his brows, pouting with disappointment.

The stench of fear filled Douma’s nose, and his expression faded into his easy smile. He snapped his fingers. “I know how to fix this.” He motioned one of his hands towards the ground, where Kotoha sat frozen.

“Pick them up for her,” the man stood silently. “Now.” The man dropped to the ground, hastily grabbing the basket out of Kotoha’s hands and filling it haphazardly with the fruits that were strewn everywhere.

~~~~

Kotoha watched with wide eyes as the man filled the basket with all of the fallen fruits, sitting up on his knees once he was finished. Having been with Lord Douma for over a month, she still couldn’t tell if his subjects’ blind obedience to him was out of respect for him, or fear of him. He seemed well-enough liked by them, and for as long as she’d been around him, he had been nothing but kind to her and her son.

But the situation was very tense, and even with Douma’s nonchalance, it was obvious that the man was terrified of upsetting him. “Kotoha.” There it was, that indescribable switch in his aura, when he spoke to her. She looked up at him.

“Yes, my lord?” He smiled at her. It was his most common expression. She recalled the way he had been smiling when her husband and his mother had died.

He outstretched his hand to her. “Stand up darling.” It was his nickname for her, and a part of her couldn’t tell if he used it to taunt her, to remind her of her abusive dead husband, or if it was his way of trying to make up for the loss of the man who was supposed to protect her.

She took his hand, always cool to the touch, and stood. He had her son cradled in one arm. Even with a child in his grasp, he exuded a tremendous air of power. The man bowed, head to the floor as his muffled voice rang out.

“My apologies my lord! I was not thinking, I should have treated her with the utmost respect. She is an important member of our temple-” Douma began to laugh. It was unnerving, echoing out into the silence of the room.

Kotoha touched his arm in concern. “My lord?” She asked gently.

“Why are you apologizing to me? I’m not the one you were so disgustingly rude to.” He stepped behind Kotoha, grabbing her by the arm. He lowered his face to her shoulder, voice dangerously low.

“It’s your lady you should be apologizing to.” He murmured, breath tickling Kotoha’s ear. She felt her heart pounding. The man’s eyes finally drifted to hers, wide with shock and disdain towards her. He was quiet.

“Well? Lady Kotoha is growing rather impatient.” Douma stood straight, crossing his arms. The man stared at Kotoha, slowly sinking back to the ground. “There you go~” Douma encouraged, voice barely above a whisper.

“Hashibira Kotoha, my-my lady. Please accept my apology for my deplorable behavior toward you earlier. I will not let it happen again.” His voice was strained. He had no desire to do this for Kotoha, but he did it anyways. Out of fear. Kotoha staggered a step, but Douma placed a firm hand against her back, pushing her closer to the prostrating man.

“So, what do you say darling? Do you accept his apology?” Kotoha felt his hand twitching against the small of her back. His eyes glistened menacingly, the same way they did after mutilating her husband. She knew that if she wasn’t quick with her response, something would happen to this man, something bad.

“I-I do!! I forgive him!” She blurted. She felt Douma’s hand still, his shoulders slumping as he sighed. Had he, wanted to punish the man?

He placed his hand on his hip. “Well, you heard her. Now, get out.” The man scrambled out of his way. She heard his silent thank you as he left.

~~~~

It was as if nothing had happened, the way he lifted her son into the air, giggling as the boy did the same.

“Kotoha, darling, remind me of his name again?” Kotoha smiled softly, walking behind him towards the center of the room.

“Inosuke.”

“Ah, yes. Little Inosuke. The little demon.” His nickname for her son made her giggle. She carefully took him out of Douma’s arms, cuddling him close to her face. He smelled sweet, faintly of a scent similar to the sweetness that poured off of Douma. The way plants smelled sweet to attract prey. It made her realize just how much time Douma spent with Inosuke.

“What are the fruits for?” Douma sat beside the basket that Kotoha had placed on the floor. Kotoha sank down and joined him, placing Inosuke on the floor beside her. Inosuke instantly grabbed a plum, putting it in his mouth and sucking on it. Douma stabbed one with his finger, looking at it curiously.

“Oh, I saw them at the market I visited. They were just so fresh, I had to bring some back for us.” She blushed. Douma glanced at her.

“For us?” He repeated. Kotoha nodded. “You’re welcome to eat them with us.”

Douma smirked. “I am actually quite full, but I am touched that you thought of me. In fact,” Douma scooped Inosuke back into his arms. It seemed he could not tire of her son.

“How about you eat, and I’ll spend time with the little demon.” Kotoha grinned. She was grateful for Douma’s kindness, as strange as the atmosphere was sometimes. Kotoha watched Douma take the plum out of Inosuke’s mouth, crushing it in his hand, and letting Inosuke eat the soft inside.

Kotoha could picture herself living beside Douma for a long, long time.

————————————————————————

Author’s Note: INOSUKE AND DOUMA 🥹 (I love them). And ugh, gotta love protective (ish? Since he doesn’t really have feelings? Idk man I’m working with what I got here) Douma. I hope you love this continuation of my lovely little drabble series.

Here’s Part 1, and Part 2!