#enmu x douma

[scrimblyscrorblo]

An Endouma <33

I’m gonna murder Douma and his hair ALSKDJFB why does it have to be like that??? TT

[krikidilly]

Oh to be pampered like a prize pet..

[werm-arises]

They are fucked in the head I love them

[ink-the-squid-gremlin]

Endouma is a terrible ship, and here is why.

‼️WARNING‼️: Post not only contains semi spoilers for KNY, but it also contains mentions of things like suicide, depression and noncon/sexual assault. If you are uncomfortable with those topics, please refrain from reading.

TLDR: Enmu and Douma are not compatible with each other because that ship is mostly built up on fetished MLM tropes, overly sexualized versions of the characters and the romanticization of SA.

(God, I feel like I have been posting nothing but hot takes on this account as of late. I promise I will go back to posting art, cosplays, and more just chill stuff after this.)

Enmu and Douma are not characters that should not be shipped together, for multiple reasons. Starting off, THEY ARE NOTHING ALIKE!!!! I don’t know where or how it was decided that they were alike, or that Enmu is “Douma 2.0”, but it makes no sense. While both are meant to be irredeemable monsters, Enmu was an irredeemable monster from the get go. From what we know about his backstory, he knew he was scamming people and targeting the weak and vulnerable for it. Douma’s backstory goes a bit more in depth and explains that he was put into the role of “all mighty god” as a child, which lead to the power of it going to his head as he grew up. Douma was still an impressionable child who was failed by the adults around him, and as he grew up he took on some of those same traits as the adults he was surrounded by. The bottom line is this: Douma, while a shitty person, still has some way to sympathize with him, Enmu does not, and thats just on the story side of things.

Enmu and Douma also share nothing in common personality wise. On face value, they may kinda act similar (i.e how they talk (sorta)) but it really just stops there. Enmu ultimately had a goal to kill Tanjiro and gain more blood from Muzan so he could climb the ranks of the demon hierarchy. He wanted to gain more power and to overthrow one of the upper moons for the sake of power. He doesn’t care how many people he has to torment, hurt or kill, as long as he has spot in power, he is happy, hell, he literally has vulnerable and even sick children do his dirty work! Enmu is a sick and twisted individual and he prides himself on that. Douma on the other hand put on the happy and up beat facade to hide that he knows he was failed. Douma is aware he was failed as a human, and so he decided to fail his followers by being the embodiment of false hope. He plays into the false icon lifestyle by pretending to be hopeful and happy around his followers and even the other demons to an extent. He doesn’t care so much about power, rather he cares more about control. Douma keeps up his false religion persona to keep control over his followers. He knows he’s failing them, but he doesn’t want to lose the control he has over them.

Now onto the elephant in the room: the mischaracterization I’ve seen of both of them in the Endouma ship. In both fanart and fanfics I’ve seen and read (well more so forced down my throat since thats all I’ve seen with Enmu in recent times) both Enmu and Douma are mischaracterized to high hell just so we as the reader/viewer will feel pity for them. I’ve seen more of this with Enmu, in that all the stuff that made him unique from the other KNY demons is stripped away so his “savior boyfriend” Douma can comfort him and coddle him. Now, writing an AU is one thing, but if you’re just going to make content of the ship with the characters as they are in the series, then their actual personalities should be honored or at the very least acknowledged.

Going more in depth about the mischaracterizing I’ve been seeing with Enmu, almost all (ALMOST all, not all in general) Endouma content I’ve seen have made him either a depressed and anxious baby that Douma is meant to coddle, or an overly fetishized hyper feminine man thats there simply for sexual reasons. It just goes against their roles in the story of KNY.

Going off of the hyper feminine man mischaracterization of Enmu I’ve seen in regards to the Endouma ship, having him be pretty much a “femboy” not only contradicts him as a character, but it also is pushing toxic heteronormativity on a queer relationship. Making Enmu essentially the “woman”, while putting toxic heteronormativity in a very much MLM ship, it also just boils him down to a sex object and nothing else. Now, I will not say that portraying Enmu as a very sexual and even gross character is wrong, because there were plenty of scenes in KNY of him that had very sexual and perverted undertones, but that is what they were, undertones. There is more to his character than just the sexual undertones he has (as I stated earlier when describing him), and by boiling him down to a “sex doll” for Douma just kind of shows that there wasn’t much of an understanding of his character while making the ship art or a fic. He is much more than a sex object.

Moving onto the mischaracterization I’ve seen of Douma, while not nearly as bad as Enmu, it still feels very off from his character. Making Douma someone who GENUINELY cares for another person is also very contradictory to how he acts in the series. He is someone who cares very little for anyone he comes to meet, whether it be his followers or other demons. Now you may be asking “but, Ink! Douma saw Daki and Gyutaro when they were on the verge of death and decided to save them!” Which is exactly what I am talking about. The only reason he “saved” them was to keep up his facade of a savior and to get himself “brownie points” (for lac of a better term) so his public appearance would look good. Because he cared very little for Daki and Gyutaro, it shows that he only cares about looking like a good person and nothing else. Portraying him as essentially “Enmu’s therapist” that coddles him and such just feels weird. Douma has no emotional connections to anyone, so why would he have an enmotional connection to a demon that is considered lower than him?

Now similar to what I said about Enmu earlier, Douma is also much more than a sex obsessed pervert. Douma being portrayed as basically a male nymphomaniac in the Endouma ship is a very strange way to portray his character. Yes, he may have been fine with letting women seek refuge in his temple, but again, it was to make him seem and look like a good person. We should all know, or at least have the understanding that Douma is literally a woman eater. The women he houses in his temple ultimately have the fate of being nothing more than food. Viewing his reason for taking in women as something sexually driven is a complete misunderstanding of his actions. This misunderstanding of Douma paired with the sexual misunderstanding of Enmu not only creates a toxic relationship, but it also fetishizes and sexualizes MLM pairings. This is something I’ve noticed more in Endouma art, but a lot of it that I have seen feels very fetish-y. I can’t go too in-depth about this aspect, as I am a queer woman, but the way the ship is portrayed in a lot of the art I have seen of it feels as though it is pandering to the appeal of yaoi obsessed straight girls. While yaoi has been a term used for decades to refer to MLM based pairings in media like anime and manga, over the past couple of years, its meaning has become more based around fetishizing MLM pairings rather than just being about MLM pairings.

I now want to bring up something that I’ve seen associated with Endouma (and also the Enmuzan ship, but that is a topic for another time) that really makes me uncomfortable, and that is noncon and the romanization sexual assault. I don’t want to talk too much about this topic, as it is not only triggering for me, but it should also be common sense that fetishizing sexual assault is wrong. Again, this is more so something I have seen in artwork, but it seems almost normalized for Douma to be portrayed forcing himself onto Enmu. Now, I know you are all probably saying “Ink, if you don’t like it/are triggered by it, then don’t interact with it”, but when its all that has been made in regards to newer Enmu content as of late, and how people are hyping it up, its kind of hard to avoid. It makes me truly question just how many people really missed the point of their characters, and only focused on things like Enmu being more androgynous, and Douma being tall and muscular. In a general sense, if a ship is built on, or is popular from fetishized and romanticized sexual assault, it shouldn’t be a ship.

Finally, I just want to mention that these characters have NEVER once interacted in canon. I know that hasn’t stopped people from shipping characters before, but it’s just something I want bring up. (As well as the fact that the Upper Moon’s hate the Lower Moons)

I want to end off this post by saying that all of this is by no means targeted at a specific person, nor am I trying to say that my opinion is correct. I am just stating my own opinions and just stating observations I have made after being in the KNY/Enmu fanbase for nearly 4 years now. People are allowed to ship characters together (within reason) however they like, but just be aware of how it will look on your own part, and what views it may look like you have.

[wilson-the-gay-oncologist]

Left Behind| Douma + Child! Reader + Platonic! Enmu

-Before Kotaha and Inosuke but after Enmu becomes stronger? (Messed up timeline)-

You sniffled eyes wide "Mama?" "Papa?" You wailed, and all the people passed you and rolled their eyes. You sniffled as you ran to an alleyway.

"ehpm" you run into a man with a red drop that looks like blood on his head, your eyes widen at the many colors of his eyes. "I'm sorry sir," You whisper.

The tall man doesn't say anything, you can't see his mouth if it smiles but you know he does somehow. "It is quite alright little one, where are your parents?" You sniffle and shake your head "They left me,"

You hated the way those words sounded but you know it's true and they left, not wanting you. You hold your fox stuffie closer. The tall man bends over and kneels "My name is Douma little one and it is unsafe to be out at night, maybe you should come with me?" You shake and nod but you know as soon as he seems shady to run away, you might be able to get far.

He nods and gets up, his fan folding as he hands it to you, "Please hold this" You are unaware he uses this fan to attack, and you giggle, "It pretty" you don't know how to completely speak but it doesn't bother Douma as he looks at you.

Douma doesn't know how anyone could abandon you with the odd blue markings on your face that look like clouds, your eyes cotton candy-colored, your hair a color that he couldn't quite distinguish in the dark even though he was a demon, it was like you stopped his powers.

You smile and give him grabby hands no longer afraid? How was that possible? He scoops you up and brings you to his cult house covering your eyes as he passed a demon slaughtering a man.

He puts you down on the floor of his room and smiles "Welcome little one" Douma turns as he hears and smells Enmu "Uppermoon!" The Lowermoon is in all his glory wearing that ridiculous suit. "Hello Enmu..." He doesn't mind the lower demon at all, not when they were together, "Who is this little one?" Enmu looks at you and you smile "Y/N!" You yell waving Douma's fan (Think of little Tanjiro playing)

Enmu's eyes are a magical teal that make you look at him with eyes wide "You have face paint on your fwace too!" Enmu looks at Douma and shakes his head "Nope I was born with these" You looked down and whimper "mwe too" Enmu can feel your sadness "Aww little one, I think your's are pretty" You look up and smile, "Really?" Enmu picks you up, "Yes little one" You start to feel really sleepy and yawn, eyes dropping with drowsiness.

[insanityofbones]

i want a Dōma for my Enmu or Toika or Both

*SIGH*

[cantdothis-nomore]

how would the upper moons react if they found out that muzan wants to eat their partner since they suddenly gained the ability to survive in the sun

Upper Moons finding out that Muzan wants to eat their s/o!

Just a side note i now write for metal family :)

Kokushibo

• Would be horribly alarmed

• wouldn't know what to do because of his loyalty to Muzan but also his loyalty to you as your boyfriend

• he'd be stunned knowing you could walk in the sun amd understand muzans interest in you but after a while of thought he'd hide you somewhere safe

• well he thought was safe

• He'd have to repeatedly find different places for you to hide as Muzan kept finding you so you'd be in a different place every day.

• he'd be suffering aswell at Muzans wrath but also his own inner conflict about where his loyalty actually lies

• Muzan would use threat after threat after threat and even physical things to get Kokushibo to tell him where you were but he wouldn't no matter what

• because his loyaltys lay with you.

Douma

Would make the people of his cult help hide you

He'd straight go to hide you because you are the only person who has shown him proper affection and he doesn't want that to go away

He would admire you and beg you to tell him how you managed to walk in the sun but would remind himself there were bigger matters to handle

No matter the torture he underwent by muzan and the others in the 12 kizuki he wasn't letting go of you

Would always make sure nobody was following him on his way to see you

After finding out that Muzan wants to eat you he would try and be his normal self whilst mentally shitting himself thst someone would find you

He would always have someone to protect you whether it was him or one of his followers

He'd give false locations of where he had 'seen' you last but always in the day knowing that Muzan can't go in daylight just like thr rest of them

He isn't giving up on you anytime soon

Akaza

He would refuse to harm you or let anyone else harm you so his first instinct was to go into hiding and not inform anyone at any point of where you two were

Avoiding Muzan like the plague

He'd be wary about going out and only going when you two got really hungry to get a human

He already lost Koyuki, he refuses to lose you to especially to Lord Muzan

You guys would go from one hiding spot to another every week to make sure there was no risk of him or any of the others finding you

PROTECT YOU WITH HIS LIFEEEE

This man loves you too much to let you go

Would absolutely fight anyone who tried to get to you at any point

Enmu

Literally got nothing to say for him I'm sorry lol

Would turn you in to Muzan no hesitation

His love for you may be strong but his dedication to Muzan and his weird little blood fetish is stronger

Bye bye to you

Daki

She'd be torn between giving you in to Muzan or hiding you

Her dedication to Muzan, like Enmu, is strong but she has to decide whether her love for you is stronger

Her internal debate drives Gyutaro CRAZY

Would be desperate for Muzans praise but also doesn't want to lose the feeling you give her and the affection you show her

She would half hide you half leave you alone whilst she made her decision

If she chose to hide you, she would have to flee the Entertainment district and not tell anyone where she was going

If she chose to turn you in she would probably have that on her conscience for the rest of her days until eventually slain

Gyutaro

First reaction would be to flat down refuse and not turn you in to Muzan

You were the first one apart from Daki who showed him the love he actually deserved, who made him feel worth it when he didn't himself.

Would probably force Daki to hide you for him against her wishes as she is loyal to Muzan

After separated from her, he would constantly be at your side and in the day Daki would force one of the girls from her house to be with you instead

He would make you go into different spots regularly to throw any other demons off of your trail in fear of someone finding you

Would be constantly paranoid about everyone and everything around you

10/10 would make you trail after Daki if for his sanity more than yours

[slutfactory]

Just- just- imagine being upper moon 1 and treating the other moons as your own personal harem and Muzan just lets you because I said so. Having some of the most powerful demons at your beck and call- even the lowest ranks including the dream demon- all of them at your disposal as your personal cocksleaves

honestly, i imagine muzan saying something like; “they are no longer of use to me. do as you please with them.”

kokushibou and akaza are by far the most loyal and obedient. they acknowledge you as their master and ‘exist only to please you.’ <3

· koku has all six of his eyes on you while he sucks you off, because he loves seeing you feeling good. you make him feel like he has a purpose when you praise him.

· akaza is obviously inexperienced, but he's absolutely fine with you using his body to please yourself. he's always nearby, waiting for you to give him orders, and when you do, he completes them with haste.

douma and enmu are definitely masochists—more the latter than the former. they also make it their existence to please you, but sometimes they make mistakes on purpose so you'll punish them.

· douma is always ready to offer himself up if you need to take your anger out on something, always saying how much he loves ‘the way you use and abuse’ him.

· enmu has absolutely no chill. he's like akaza, always on standby, but sometimes he gets impatient and purposefully does something that might upset you. that way, you'll punish him and use him like he's nothing but a toy for you to break.

[signedeclipse]

hello! saw your request is open again hehe 🥰 douma, muzan, gyutaro, enmu and gyokko keeps on delaying in turning their human s/o into a demon because they worry that their s/o might forget them. i actually thought of this because i have been having memory fog haha - 💀

Douma | Enmu | Gyokko | Gyutaro | Muzan [X Reader]

In which they fear turning you into a demon would result in you losing your memories of them.

Douma

He had turned into a demon when he was quite young, and fortunately for him nothing really changed about his attitude or his way of thinking; he only became stronger

But you were the opposite of him, brimming with emotions, feelings, human patterns and strange doings

You did and felt more than the average person, which balanced you both out when you we're together

Douma understood that it would mean trading death with what made you

He isn't sure what he would rather, for you to grow old and live out your life to the fullest as yourself, or to transform and remain by his side forever at a fraction of yourself

He, for once, feels a sense of dread and helplessness when the topic comes up, because he knows it won't go his way no matter how he wishes for it

Douma would let you pick what you wanted, so at least one of the two of you would be happy

He's glad that at the very least, he can hold onto the current for as long as he wants

He doesn't sleep when it's morning, and instead opts to be there for you in all your waking and sleeping hours just so time slows even for a bit

Enmu

Enmu is one of many who has little to no attachment to his past, and although he has none of these strings holding him back, he can't help but wonder who he might have been

When he sees you, rushing to hold onto him when he comes back from a mission or you back from work, he starts to think of all the things he would know that you may not

Would you remember your job you had worked so long to get? The garden you tended to tirelessly? Would you remember the midnight train rides, or when you clung to him to thightest you ever had when he just barely made it home after a long mission

And he was devout, but would you be? He didn't care much that his other lower moons had been killed, but when he thought of if you had been there, he wondered what it would have taken for you to survive

Anytime he thinks about it, he gets especially clingy and wants to do more with you, because it reminds him how little time he might have with you

He doesn't care much for looks, he wants you to stay with him until you grow old, and maybe then he will look into turning you

Gyokko

Becoming a demon was so easy for him, there was nothing for him as a human

He was much happier now, with endless time, delicious 'food', and all the strength he could ask for

All he does remember was pain and neglect, but seeing you now, you seem perfectly fine

You had worked especially hard to give yourself this life, and he did what he could to keep you comfortable and safe

You were creative, you were there for him in ways no one had been, and for that he owed you at the very least his love

Even when you had just met you matched his eccentric self, you'd dress in ways inspired by his looks and your compliment his pots; the only thing he cared about besides you

And becoming a demon, it would change that

He wants to think you'd have enough will to remain the same, but with his life's track record he expected to lose you entirely

Gyokko would do what he can to convince you to remain as you are; he understands humans cannot be eternal and wants the best for your life

He could never move on, and he rather you rest at peace than continue half alive

Gyutaro

He was fortunate enough to remember some of his background, being one of the younger demons, but most were negative and drove his distaste for the town which he was raised

Daki remembered much less than him, but as far as he recalled, she was more or less the same as she had always been

Being aware that you aren't your true self isn't very troubling for him, because he never knew otherwise and has always been what you consider your lover

But he met you when you were a human, meaning when turned, you'd likely lose that sweetness and grow to resent the world

Part of that made him wondered if you would resent him too, if he had upset you and it would blossom in your demon form

If you would still love him, or if all of those hidden emotions would take over so you could leave him

It also meant you'd be under Muzan's command

He didn't mind it much, but it meant one wrong move and you could perish, or you could be subjected to extremely difficult work and killed while he isn't there to protect you

For now, he wants to savour what he has

Muzan

He's had it happen before

It wasn't a lover of his, but an old friend whom he had known for a long time

And when he turned, his will was weak, and it resulted in him becoming nothing but his negative traits

And with memory goes personality

Some demons became feral killing machines with no purpose, others only follow Muzans every command

You listened to him for the most part, but the idea that you might force your love to be exactly as he wants it regardless of yourself hurts him

The transition doesn't necessarily erase your memories, but it creates a fog that can easily become overpowered by hate and hunger

He remembered you said you wanted to be turned while you were still young, while you were at your prime

But he found it hard, and he had to consider all the negatives

He would know your every thought, the transformation would be painful, and you could potentially lose your sense of self

Ultimately, he would do whatever it is you wish, but he would have a hard time opening his eyes after, still clinging to the hope you'd be there

Authors Note - I wanted to try a new format for my multiple headcanons that'd help summarize like my other one! Hope you like it!!

Nice to see you again skull anon!! A few of my friends experience brain fog to the extremes so I can't imagine how it feels for you! I hope this helps a little <3

[jazjustpeachy]

Imagine Muzan with a Maid!Reader ft. The 12 kizuki

Tw: perverts, objectification , not proofread (I just write whatever when I'm bored)

Imagine you're a demon who is only kept alive to be a Maid for the demon king, 12 kizuki, and the infinity castle.

Muzan was going to kill you after assuming you were useless. Then, he realised there just may be a job for you. A job that only exists to stroke his ego.

Imagine you in a Maid dress that gradually gets shorter and shorter from an ankle length skirt to a mini. You can constantly feel eyes on you at all times as you are ordered around by your master.

Muzan tells you to scrub the already clean floors as he tries to get a look at your frilly underwear that's just peeking through the bottom of your skirt.

You should really be grateful. He kept you alive, and all you have to do is do whatever he says whenever he says it at all times. And you know he is going to take any chance possible to punish you. Punishments would very in how painful and strict they are, but even the less strict punishments are dreadful. Can you imagine getting spanked by this man? Your peaches will be slapped off! You wouldn't be able to sit for weeks even with your regeneration. So be a good girl, and God help you behind.

Unlike Muzan, Doma isn't trying to hide his interest. He picks up the hem of your skirt to get a better look before letting out a giggle. As he is your superior, you know you can't and shouldn't do anything to fight back against it. Especially to Doma (you will die). You look good enough to eat. Akaza tries to hide his blush. He shouldn't be looking, and he knows this, but how can he help himself when you look like that. He is obviously the most respectful of them all. He knows what you have to go through and tries to treat you as nicely as possible. Even if he tries to avoid you most of the time.

At least Akaza keeps Doma as far away from you as possible.

There is always a bitter smell in the air at the upper moon meetings as you sense Daki and her beady ass eyes boaring into your soul out of envy. She hates the way you get so much attention even though you're lesser than her. I mean, she is stronger and prettier, so why are you getting all of Master Muzan's attention!

You're a little safer at the lower moon meetings because they can't get away with nearly the amount of stuff that the upper moons can. Enmu is constantly at your feet. Eventhough your so much less of a demon than him, it...practically dirt...he can't help but feel a little more than pity. He wants to show you how special you are and how you're just so perfect.

I can just tell he will be smelling you up every chance he gets. He loves the way you smell. He sniffs your neck as his hand slowly travels bellow your skirt pinching at the hem of your little frilly underwear. I can just tell Enmu is the type of demon to call you a good girl, naughty girl, or probably at some points go as far as calling you his "little slave."

Kamanue wants to look. He really does, but he's just so anxious. He's scared that if he looks somewhere, he is not welcome, and then Master Muzan will be upset. The last thing he wants it an angry demon king. But even still, he can't help but imagine you bent over his knee. He loves to feel strong and to take out his very deep and hidden anger on a weaker, subservient demoness who can't say otherwise is his dream. He wants to show you and Muzan how strong he really is.

Kokushibo can do what he wants. He doesn't have to hide what he is doing. Not in fear of Muzan and not for his own ego. He does what he wants when he wants, but what he wants is not always to peep at your cunny. But sometimes it is. Imagine he stops you at what you're doing and grabs your waist. Practically effortlessly, and just flips you around to take a look. He keeps a straight face while doing it, too. It's slmost scary. He just moves your underwear aside and just stares before putting you down and telling you to "get back to work, Maid." And like always, you're just left flustered.

[demiesworld]

❝who's mommy's good boy?❞ — douma + enmu + aizetsu x dom!reader [NSFW/18+]

pairings: fem!dom!reader x bottom!douma, bottom!aizetsu, & bottom!enmu

synopsis: basically reader pegging the pretty boys of kny.

contents: mommy kink, femdom, bottom!male, pegging, anal (m receiving), oral (m receiving), fingering, crossdressing (in enmu's), praise kink, slut shaming (in douma's), asphyxiation (in douma's), pet names (pretty boy, good boy, etc.), dacryphilia (in aizetsu's), blood play (in aizetsu's), degradation (in aizetsu's), just the usual filth

notes: reader is female uses she/her pronouns. i use the term "your cock" a lot in this because reader is fucking them with a toy dildo. i think it's easier to say that instead of "dildo"

— DOUMA

"You know to be a guy you sure do have a women's waist line." You comment as you kneel behind your lover, you were admiring the contrast between his slim waist and broad shoulders. Your hands glide up on the sides of his thighs, to his narrow waist, and descend to his round perky ass. You squeeze on it, pressing them together and jiggle his ass. As you giggle at the fleshy globes, your lover presses his cheek into the pillow pouting.

Douma murmurs, "Are you going to keep me waiting or are you just going to get this over with?" He then adds, "This was your idea anyways."

You slap your hand on his ass, and smirk when he cringes, "You shut your mouth. I'm admiring your physique." You hover over his body to whisper into his ear, "Can't mommy commend her little slut for being a pretty boy?" Your teeth gnaw at the tip of his ear. He lets out a muffled groan and nods his head. The non-verbal answer wasn't enough of an answer to you, so you smack his ass again. "Use your words."

His reaction was a yelp and a bite on his own lower lip. Douma lets out a whine, "Yes mommy."

After crooning the word "good" you caress his ass cheeks lovingly and then reach over him to grab the lubricant that was next to his head. The sound of a click was heard when you opened the lid. You squeeze the clear liquid out of the tube and drizzle it onto Douma's hole and onto your fingers. The cold sensation of the lube was enough to have his cheeks turning red from embarassment.

How you accomplished in getting him to be put in this position he didn't know or couldn't remember. Either way he knew that he wanted to get this over with fast. He didn't want for anyone finding out about this compromising situation.

Your finger slowly penetrated his hole and it was met with slight resistance. A frown came over your face as you pushed it in further till it was at your knuckle.

"Your little ass doesn't want to be stretched out, baby. Are you making this harder for mommy?" You coos and grin almost evilly when you see Douma's thighs tensing up.

"No I'm not trying to," He tries to explain but you interrupt him.

"Then relax and let mommy do her job you slut." With those final words, you add another finger into him. The additional digit does cause a slight sting to course through his body. However it is easily forgotten when your fingers are pumping back and forth. The wet sounds of squelching resonating in the room.

Douma hides his face into the pillow, muffling his high-pitched moans, and whines. Fuck it was so embarrassing and emasculating but it felt so good. The way the tips of your fingers were almost touching his prostate with each thrust had him on edge. He could feel his cock stirring and growing to a full mast. Douma whimpered when you sped up your pace and your fingers were just barely prodding at his sweet gland. Your eyes look up just in time to see your lover hiding his face into the pillow. You weren't pleased to see that. You wanted to hear those sounds. Your free hand snatches his platinum hair by the root of his scalp and you pull on it. Successfully you move his head away from the pillow and crane it up allowing for him to let out those gasps and moans freely.

You add in another finger, pumping three of them inside of Douma's stretched out ass. "Let me hear you moan for me you whore."

A gasp came from him when your fingers were now deep inside. It was to the point where they actually pressed onto his prostate. He lets out a tremulous moan, "Fu-Fuuck!" and rocks his hips towards your fingers. When you pushed in, he would push back, encouraging you to keep doing what you were doing.

His multi-colored eyes were becoming glassy and brimming with tears by the time you had deemed him good enough to take your "cock" You pull them out with a lewd "pop" and reach to grab the base of his hard cock beginning to please it with rapid strokes. Douma's legs shake from the quick change of stimulation, but he doesn't falter from his knelt position.

You pant into his ear, "Such a good slut, a good slut for mommy. Hmm... I wanna fucking ruin you Douma. You want me to stick my cock in your ass now baby?" He nods, forgetting to use his words, which drove you to stop stroking his cock. He lets out a sob when you do that. "I said to use your words."

Douma moans, "Yes mommy! Mommy fuck me with your cock!"

Your mouth grew into a wicked smile as you croon, "Aww... looks like someone must have lost their manners. You forgot to,"

He interjects, "Please! Please f-fuck me with your cock, mommy!"

You flip him over onto his back because you wanted to be able to see his face when he cums from you fucking him. Douma looked exceptionally pretty right now. His chest was flushed red, cheeks were tinted the same color, and his eyes... his beautiful colorful eyes were brimming with tears. The cock he would use to fuck you into submission was leaking with precum against his stomach.

Your hand grabs the silicone black strap-on by the base and you rub it together with Douma's cock. He sighs and spreads his legs wider to accommodate for you. "Good boys use their manners when they want something. You're gonna be a good boy for me while I fuck you?"

He eagerly nods his head and doesn't forget to speak this time. "I will be a good boy for you mommy." His eyes lower down to the dick that you picked out and he tenses up when he sees it's the same size as his own cock. If not then a little longer. Douma knew the hell he put you through with adjusting to his monstrous dick. Maybe that's why you chose this one to even out the score. "M-Mommy, I-I don't know if that's going to fit..."

"Hm? It will fit baby." You answer his concern while slicking the silicone cock with lube. "Mommy won't hurt you, she promises. Now... I'm going to put the tip in okay?"

He timidly nods his head and watches as you align the tip to his entrance. The girth of the thing is downright intimidating. He grunts when you push the tip in through the ring and tosses his head back on the pillow. Your voice shushes him and softly tells him to calm down. Douma's internally grateful when you gently thrust forward and take your time with him. He's actually apologetic for not being considerate when it came to you being fucked. His claws dig into the futon underneath him and pulls at the cloth.

You tenderly caress his thigh, your voice purring, "There, there my sweet baby. I have to go a little deeper and then we can really get this started. Let me know how it feels."

Douma's a little hesitant to continue with this, but he doesn't say anything to stop it. Rather he accepts his fate by feeling you slide in further into his body the girth of the toy stretches his hole. He gasps as he feels the tip of the cock rubbing right up against his sweet spot. When you decide to jut your hips forward a little the tip of the toy presses firmly on it and causes him to let out a long drawn out moan.

"Aah~" He bites down on his bottom lip with his teeth so hard that blood pools out from it. Douma takes a hold of his cock in his hand and starts to stroke it up and down. He trembles underneath you, licking his lips and wriggling his hips. His voice is unsteady when he asks you, "C-Can you move now mommy please?"

You lean forward to kiss his lips and murmur, "Such a polite slut, yes I can, baby." Your tongue enters his mouth without a fight from him. He seemed to be submitting to you quite easily. As you two suck on each other's tongues, you pull the cock out halfway and then slam your hips forward.

Douma moans loudly into the kiss and his hands immediately grab your ass to bring you closer. The tip of the cock prods at his prostate, the slight pressure of it makes his head fuzzy. You pull your mouth away from his and watch as the cock rams into Douma's hole. Each and every merciless thrust has your demonic lover moaning in bliss.

"Ah, ah, ah, s-so fucking good mommy. Yes mommy, fuck," His voice sounded desperate as he laid there receiving your hard thrusts.

Your hand went up to his chest and stroked his nipple. You let out a pleased hum, and stopped your thrusts for a moment. You pulled your hips back for the cock to be buried into him halfway. Afterwards you gathered a glob of spit from your mouth and spat onto his puckered hole. In a flash your hips were pounding into his own. The wet sounds, in credits to the spit, were resounding in the room.

Douma's pale face had a red tint across his cheeks. He whined and let go of his cock to grip the bed sheets underneath him. "Fuck, fuck," He moans out as he laid there getting fucked by you.

"My pretty fucking slut, taking my dick like a champ. Oh, mommy's so proud of her little slut."

The demon couldn't stop his moans, not with you abusing his prostate gland with your cock. "Yes, yes, f-fuck, oh I'm going to cum. Mommy can I cum?"

You cooed, "Yes you can cum for mommy baby."

Douma's hand flies back down to his leaking cock and gives the base a tight squeeze. His thumb teases his tip, smearing the translucent syrup on it. He closes his eyes for a moment as he visualizes your warm pussy on his cock. Fuck, your tight cunt riding him into a fit of ecstasy. The fantasies he had of your pussy turn into you fucking him with this toy of a cock you had on. In his mind, you were knelt behind him and had positioned him onto all fours. Like a dog. You had him on his stomach and you were ramming him from behind instead of right now on his back.

His thighs would be shaking from how long they've been stuck in just that one position. Because when he'd fuck you he'd have you endure it. Knowing that your strength wasn't on par to his own. Douma would be inconsiderate of your exhaustion and keep fucking you until he wanted to stop.

Maybe this was his karma right now. You fucking him like he was some sort of lowly bitch.

He was a lowly bitch. He was your bitch.

The teasing to his tip turns into him stroking his cock rapidly. The wet slick noises he makes is almost enough to make him cum. Just almost. The demon's prism colored eyelids open to watch himself play with his dick. He whimpers a few more times, before tossing his head back on the pillow.

You look up at his face just in time to see Douma's eyes rolling to the back of his head. His mouth parted into an "O" shape and dry sounding gasps of air coming out. The hand you had on his nipple went up to his neck and gripped it tight. As tight as you, a human, could do towards a powerful demon like him. Except Douma wasn't as strong as he usually was right now. Not with you using him to your own pleasure and fucking him ruthlessly.

You squeezed his throat strong enough for him to choke and frantically utter the words, "Fuck, fuck, I'm cumming," his voice gets higher and more desperate, "I'm cumming~"

Your thrusts never relent even when he cums all over his abdomen and into his hand. Streams of white paints his alabaster skin. You slow down when his hand slows down on his cock. At the same time the two of you come to a full and complete stop. Douma's hand languidly holding his dick, while you were half-way sheathed into your lover's ass.

"Ha... ha... hah... f-fuck that felt so good Y/N."

"Glad that felt good for you Douma, but guess what?" His eyes look to you curiously, to which you calmly respond, "Mommy didn't cum."

— ENMU

Enmu always looked pretty on an everyday basis. Though it was when you convinced him to dress up in a black lace bra and thong with a garter belt, you were starstruck by his figure. You were accustomed to seeing Enmu wearing his usual suit jacket and tight pants. However, you were surprised to see how "womanly" his physique was. While your lover did possess the anatomy of a man, his structure was fairly similar to a woman's. He had thick porcelain thighs, round hips, and a tiny waist that curved. The undergarments he wore exposed his pudgy stomach that added to the image of his effeminate body.

You had him sitting on the bed with his legs parted. In between his thighs was a small lump underneath the black panties he wore.

"Are you sure you're not a woman? I know that some demons can change their sexes." You say as you run your hands up his thighs and hover your mouth over his cock.

Enmu shudders from the ghost of your breath on his hot, restrained erection and he answers, "Only the strongest of demons can change their gender, my darling, demons like Lord Muzan."

You sigh and pout up at him, "Hm... what a pity then. I will just have to improvise it seems."

He cocked his head to the side to your words, and his eyebrows furrowed in curiosity. You noticed his inquisitive expression, but didn't verbally respond to him. Rather you let your tongue flatten against the bulge through the panties he wore. Your warm, wet flesh rubbing against his clothed shaft in a slow, teasing glide. Enmu lets out a high-pitched moan and spreads his legs slightly wider to accommodate for you. Your tongue then curved to stick itself underneath the fabric of the panties to touch his rigid cock.

"A-Ah, oh mommy... mommy please." He pleads.

You pull your mouth away from his cock and he whined when you did that. "I forgot just how sensitive your little dick was to my mouth princess."

Enmu's cock twitched underneath the panties and he shrunk his form into the bed. He covered his eyes with his arm and pleaded, "Mom-mommy please use your mouth... ha... on my cock please."

You hum and hook your fingers on the straps of the thong tugging it down. Enmu helped you in taking off the piece of fabric by swiping a clawed nail through the strings. His method was quicker and easier for you to have access to his cock. Unlike some demons, possibly due to him being a lower rank, his cock was average sized. It was roughly five inches when erect and had some girth to it. Although you thought it was cute and matched with Enmu's effeminate appearance. A decent sized cock for a pretty boy.

Your pretty boy.

A warm and wet feeling engulfs Enmu's dick before he could even think. He arches his back up from the bed and lets out a long keen. His cheeks turn red and body grows hot. The effeminate demon covers his mouth with his hand, shyly turning his head away from the sight of you sucking him off. His thighs quiver like a leaf and a hand grips onto the bedsheet.

"Hm! Hm!" He moans into his palm. Enmu jerks his hips up subtly towards your mouth.

Your tongue was twisting around his shaft like a piece of candy. It collected a glob of his semen and spat it back onto his cock. Then you took his dick back into your mouth and lowered your head further. Enmu gasps, stunned by his head prodding at the back of your throat. You gag, but you don't push him away. Instead you go down further until he's sitting snug in your throat. Just to tease him you clench your throat muscles around his cock.

"O-Oh! Darl- mommy!" He cries out and feels a fire pooling in his stomach. "I'm going to cum mommy, s-stop please!"

Thankfully, for him, you remove your mouth from his dick. Enmu whips his head down to you, his eyes take a mental picture of your swollen lips covered in spit. He doesn't mind. The sight only attracts him to you. He cups your face in his hands and connects your lips for a tender sweltering kiss. Both of you moan as hands desperately finds places to touch each other. His hands search till they find your hips to pull you on top of him. Your hands explore his body until they find purchase on his round ass.

You trail a finger in the crevice of his cheeks to the rim of his hole. To test him out you trace the puckered rim with the tip of your finger. He jolts and follows your finger by rocking his ass towards it. As your tongue dominates Enmu's uncoordinated mouth your finger prods at his hole.

Enmu pulls his mouth away from yours just to whisper, "M-Mommy can I please just ride your cock?"

"Hm? Ride my dick now? But princess, I have to stretch out your pretty ass." Your hands grab at his globes and squeezes them. "I would hate to hurt you baby."

He presses on, "We don't have to prepare me mommy. I-I just really want... I really want you to fuck me."

You didn't want to argue with him so you shrug your shoulders and flip positions with him. You position yourself to lie on the bed with a pillow beneath you and your legs spread. You wore a strap-on, a thick and heavy cock between your thighs.

"Get the balm then princess, I don't want to hear about you being sore later."

Enmu makes quick work to grab the balm and rubs it onto his hole. Once he's satisfied with how generously he applied the lubricant to his hole, the demon grabs the base of the cock and guides the tip to his ass. His puckered hole hovers above the tip of the cock as he lowers himself onto it. Just the head of it stretches his hole to the width of it.

Your hands caress his waist and voice murmurs soft praises. He had this look of discomfort on his face, though you knew Enmu wasn't in pain. He could take a cock up the ass. He's proven this to you a few times before now. If he was truly in danger, he would let you know immediately. As you read his body language it didn't appear to be any of the sort. Your eyes look down at where the toy is entering his ass slowly.

"It's almost all in baby, oh my goodness, my sweet little princess. You're taking my cock so well." You say as he whimpers from being so full of your strap-on. "Just a little more baby, yes that's it. Oh! Is it all in?" You sit up from the bed, your chests touching and stroke his skin on his stomach with your thumbs in circles.

Enmu was fully seated on the cock and his head felt fuzzy when the tip of it was poking at his prostate. His eyes were glazed over, with his head tilted to the side. In a soft voice he stuttered, "Y-Yes mommy all of it is inside of me... fuck it's s'big."

The lower rank demon starts to bounce on your lap. His hands holding onto your shoulder for leverage. As he lifted his hips up, you brought yours down and together you both had established a rhythm. You glide your fingers from his tiny waist to his round ass cheeks and you squeeze them in your hands. Then you spread them apart while your lover rides your cock til his heart was content.

"Ah, haaaa, hm, f-fuuck!" He whimpers. "Ha, ha, ahhh, riding your cock feels so good mommy. I-I love it when you let me ride you."

"You love riding my cock pretty?" You ask him to which he nods his head. "Me too, I love seeing your ass ride my dick."

Your mouth ghosts a warm gasp of air on his chest. You stick out your tongue and trace the shape of his nipples through the lace bralette he was wearing. Enmu pushes his chest closer to your mouth as he pulls down the cup to let you suck on it. He body sputters as he rides you, though he doesn't halt his movements. The effeminate demon moans loudly when your hand slapped his ass.

Enmu rides you faster and harder. The way he's moving is so determined, so desperate, and needy as he seeks for his release. You bite down on his hard nipple before pulling away and hastily fiddling with the connectors behind his back. The two of you are panting heavily. When you get the bra unhooked you take it off of him and shove Enmu down onto his back on the bed. His head hangs off from the edge of it, also he was slightly confused as to why you would change positions on him so suddenly. He receives an answer when you pull your hips back and sharply pound into him.

He lets out a drawn-out shriek and perches his legs onto your shoulders. His ankles crossing behind your head. Enmu is borderline floating at this point. His mind is cloudy of any sense of reality, his skin is prickling and he's not capable of coming up with any coherent sentences. All he does while you fuck him like an animal is let out babbles and pleads for you to keep going.

"Y-Yes, 'eep 'oing, mommyyyy, fuck mommyyyy, fuck me 'ust like that, don't stop... don't... sssstop!"

"I wanna see... fuck, your mouth suck your cock baby, hm shit! Suck your cock while I fuck you."

Enmu doesn't waste any time, he conjures up a mouth to show on his palm and places it on the tip of his cock. The tongue laps at the salty beads, the cum he tastes in his own mouth and lowers his hand down to swallow his entire length. It felt warm and wet though it was nothing compared to when you would suck his sensitive cock. Your mouth just felt better. Although the double stimulation is too much for him. Your cock ramming into his sensitive gland, and his mouth sucking his own cock causes him to experience electricity flowing through his veins. His legs tense up on your shoulders and back arches up from the bed. A needy whine erupts from his mouth when he comes into the mouth on his hand.

You were fucking him until you noticed that he went completely still on you. Gradually you stop ramming into him and pull the cock out of his ass. Enmu pants, trying to catch his breath, same as you. You cup his cheek into your hand before leaning in and kissing his lips. You could taste a faint hint of saltiness on his tongue. His arms wrap around your neck to deepen the kiss. For a moment, that's all you two do is just swap spit and moan into each other's mouth.

Just then you detach your lips from his to ask, "Did you just cum?"

Enmu timidly nods his head and breathed, "I didn't mean to come without your permission mommy. It just felt so good."

— AIZETSU

You had finally achieved in getting Aizetsu alone with you. After a week of asking him and getting interrupted before the two of you even got a chance to take off your clothes. His other counterparts seemed to have an inkling of whenever you two were about to get down to it. As they seemed to interrupt at the worst of times.

Though tonight you had something special planned for Aizetsu. It was something you talked about with him before and at first he was very reluctant to the idea. The fear of him being heard moaning like a dog in heat, whining like a baby, and whimpering from the pleasure all because a woman would be fucking him was humiliating. It took you some time to ease Aizetsu into having you be the dominant in bed. Once you did fully gain his trust, you decided that tonight he was ready.

You shoved led Aizetsu into your room and slid the door shut behind you. The only light that was in your room was the dim candles you had placed. The demon of sorrow sat quietly on your bed, shirtless, and awaiting for you to join him. His hands reached out for yours, and when they connected he pulled you onto his lap then lowered himself onto his back on the bed. A warmth was blooming on his cheeks as he looked away from you shyly.

"I'm sorry, I just can't believe that we will be doing this. It worries me that the others might hear." He was telling you of his worries and concerns, but you weren't paying attention.

Your lips were kissing on the tip of his pointed ear. A place that you knew he was sensitive at. The demon gasps when your mouth lowered to his earlobe and sucked harshly on the fleshy piece. Followed by that was a pathetic sounding whine. He could feel his cock in his pants growing and twitching for attention. Aizetsu was reaching down to free his cock from the confinement of his pants, but you saw and was quick to swat his hand away.

He opens his mouth to rebut your action, and you instantly shut him up by closing your mouth on his. Your tongue invading his mouth and tasting his spit. You weren't watchful in regards to his sharp fangs, so when his teeth cut your lower lip you didn't flinch. Regardless of the blood that trickled out of your mouth and dribbled into his. The sweet metallic taste of your blood entered his mouth and onto his taste buds. He was struck by you not stopping the kiss but making it more forceful and rough with him. The blood that was previously dribbling was now coming into a stream in his mouth. On instinct he was drinking it up.

For some reason it felt like you were voluntarily feeding him your blood. In a way that he couldn't explain, the feeling of it aroused him greatly. Aizetsu took a gentle hold of your hand and led it down to his erection. As your lips danced with fervor, your hand squeezed on his sensitive cock and kneaded it through his clothes.

"Hm! Hmm!" He whines, thrusting his hips up into your palm. His mouth released yours with a wet "pop" sound and his tongue poked out of his mouth like a thirsty puppy. His blue eyes appeared to have darkened by lust just from the kiss alone. "M-More please," He begged.

You licked away the blood staining your lips before you say, "You want more baby? What do you want for mommy to do?"

Aizetsu exhales shakily and requests, "I-I want your hand on my cock please... and I really need your m-mouth."

"You want and you need. That's to be expected from a pitiful whore like you." Your eyes glimmer as you watch him pout and squirm underneath you. "What about what mommy wants and needs? Don't you care about what I want 'Zetsu?"

He nods his head eagerly and bites back a moan when your hand squeezes his cock again. "Mhm! Yes, yes, mommy."

"So let's come to an agreement," you began while pulling down the waistband of his pants to free his cock. "Since you want my hand on your cock, and need my mouth, I want to fuck you with my cock and need to see you cum from it." Aizetsu whimpers pathetically, becoming agitated with you purposefully stalling. He was hoping you'd just please him already. "Are you going to let me fuck you with my cock and watch you cum all over it?" You pull his pants down his legs and once they're fully off you toss them over your head onto the floor behind you.

Again he nods his head, "W-Whatever you want to do with me mommy. I don't mind, I'm yours for tonight mommy."

"Such a good boy, my pretty little slut." You coo as you leisurely run your hands up and down his toned thighs.

His cock in your eyes looked absolutely beautiful. If there was such a thing as the perfect cock, Aizetsu's would be it. The foreskin of it was a nice shade of a tawny brown, and enhanced by thick pulsating veins. His tip was a dusty rose pink, the bulbous head of it currently flushed, and leaking translucent pearls. He was a generous length, curved shaft, and ample girth. His balls were the size of takoyakis and hairless. Plus he had no hair on his pubic. All in all he was perfect.

Your lips kiss the inner parts of his thighs on both sides. Not one spot was left untouched. As you neared closer to his dick, a wicked smile grew on your face as you knew what was to come. Your mouth divided your lips and tongue stuck out to lick at his balls. Aizetsu breathes in sharply then moans, his hip slightly twitches. You let out a pleased hum just as you nurse his sack into your mouth. He shamelessly whines upon the arousing feeling of his balls being suckled and nibbled on.

You don't just give one ball a special treatment, you give it to the opposite as well. Your tongue licks at it and mouth sucks on it like a hard candy. You release it with a wet smack, pleased to know that his sack was covered in your saliva. Aizetsu's hand strokes on his muscular abdomen, clawed fingers subtly scratching at his tan skin and consciously stimulating himself. His cock twitches for attention, attention that you would give to it soon.

The demon breath hitches in excitement when your mouth slithers up from his sack to the head of his cock. Your plush lips nudge against his bulbous tip, gliding your bottom lip along the shape of it to smear his cum on it. Shamelessly you rubbed your lips together as if you were applying a lip stick and smiled devilishly at the sorrowful demon.

"Hmm~ 'Zetsu how does mommy look with your cum on her lips?" You pucker your lips to him, and hold his shaft in your hand.

As you give your demon languid strokes, your tongue drag across your lips to taste his essence. Aizetsu's body shudders at the sight, how could you be pretty like an angel but dirty like a devil? He couldn't understand it.

He replies to your question, answering in a shaky voice, "Y-You look s-so beautiful with my cum mommy..."

You squeal in delight at his response and part your lips to flatten your tongue on the veins on his length. You traced each vein with the tip of your tongue from beginning to the end. Aizetsu was shaking from it all. Your mouth envelopes the side of his cock and suck on the tender foreskin. Afterwards you move your mouth to the tip and give him wet sucks. The timid demon lets out a drawn-out sigh.

You begin to bob your head up and down, allowing for your spit to slather his cock in it. It was a sloppy blowjob, but Aizetsu preferred for it to be that way. This you knew was a fact from long ago.

Aizetsu's hips twitched as your mouth sucked on his rigid and leaking cock. The saltiness of his cum lingered on your tongue as you lapped at the taste. He was experiencing leg quivering pleasure from how good you were sucking him off. Little sounds of whimpers emitted from the demon as he laid on the bed.

"Feels s'good... hahhh... oh you're making me sound so weak. Just from you... ugh... oh fuck... sucking my cock like thaaat." He moans loudly when you take all of him into your throat. The tip of your nose touching his pubic bone. Aizetsu's eyes start to sting and for the first time tonight you have him crying. He "Ff-fuck! F-fuck! You're taking me so deep in your mouth... hah... ohhh..." He throws his head back when you start to move your head again. A tear rolls down his right cheek.

Your hands were rested on his inner thighs to keep him spread. One hand went to his ass hole, and there you encircle your finger on his rim. You don't penetrate it, but you do give him a sign that your finger is there. Aizetsu keeps on letting out moans while he reaches his left hand out to blindly search for something. He pats along his surroundings till it comes across a slim tube and he grabs it with a haste. He hands the item to you, and you use it to spread a clear substance on his rim.

It's cold, but it's not too frigid to have him complaining. His body feels like it's on fire right now. Your mouth sucking him off and your fingers about to enter him. Aizetsu's hand lays on the top of your head to gently guide you to move your mouth faster around his dick. While you're not gagging on him yet, your jaw is becoming tired from the fixed position it's in.

"I'm sorry, I'm sss-sorry for doing thiss... ha... haaa... a-ah! Hng!" At the end of his sentence he's surprised when your finger penetrates him without a warning. The demon's gasps and squirms on the bed, more tears rolling down his cheeks. He's so distracted by it that he accidentally stops moving your head.

Your mouth pops off of his dick and finally you're free. To compensate for stopping you give Aizetsu's cock your hand and stroke it. You have one hand stroking his cock, and a finger touching his gummy walls on the inside. Your finger curves upwards and presses down on a firm spot; Aizetsu's mind gets cloudy. He just lays on the bed moaning like a slut. His blue eyes turn dark and unfocused because of you fingering him so well.

The way he's squirming on the bed and crying was honestly cute in your mischievous eyes. "I wish you could see yourself now Aizetsu. I haven't even fucked you yet, and you're so damn whiny for me. Squirming on the bed, and crying... I wonder what your counterparts would think seeing you like this." You squeeze your hand tighter on his cock, "They'll probably think you're a weak demon for letting a human like me reduce you into a whimpering slut."

He tries to ignore your words, so you insert another finger into his ass and proceed to speed up your thrusts. The demon's breath hitches at the same time his eyes widen in shock. His head thrashes from side to side, letting out high-pitched whines before he brings a hand up to his mouth to muffle his sounds. He couldn't believe that you made that come out of him.

"Hm! Hm! Hmmm!!"

"What? You don't believe they'll think of you like that?" You slide your fingers out of his hole and flip his body over onto his stomach. "Hands and knees then, arch that back for me you pathetic demon."

Aizetsu scrambles to hold himself on his hands and knees and arching his back just as you told him to. He jolts when your hand slaps his ass cheek not once, not twice, but several times. The demon is confounded by your aggressiveness. Although it doesn't weaken the erection between his legs. He looks over his shoulder to see you looking down at something and moving your hands around. He doesn't know what you're doing not until a firm press is against his ass hole.

The sorrowful demon's hole is widened by the toy cock you push into it. His hole stretches to the width of it. He could feel that the tip was small, but the girth gradually grew wider the further you slid in. When you're buried to hilt, you rock your hips forward letting him feel just how deep you were in him.

"Fuuuuck... w-what the fff-fuck?"

"Let's put on a show for your counterparts 'Zetsu." You tell him.

"H-Huh?" Was his response.

You pulled your hips back and slammed deep into him. He lurched forward, gasping sharply and his claws embedding into the bed sheets. You repeated the action again, and again, and again. You only stopped when the cock came out of his hole, but you just rammed it back inside and took control of it. Your hand twisted into Aizetsu's black wavy locks, tugging him back while you pummeled forward. Sounds of clapping resonated when your hips made contact.

"Come, on, baby! Make some- fuck- fucking noise!" You growl.

"Aah! Aaah! Aaah! Oooh fuck!" His voice was wobbly because of you fucking into him like a brute. His dick was dripping beads of white onto the bed underneath him. His blue eyes rolled into the back of his head, body tensing up when the cock was stroking his gland at every thrust. "Mmm! Y-Yes! Y-Yes!"

A hand slapped on his ass cheek. Then the one from his hair went to grab his cock to stroke it rapidly matching the speed to your strokes. Aizetsu whimpers nonstop and sobs pitifully into a pillow. The way you're fucking him is too much for him to handle. He drools onto the pillow, his voice is turning into rasps. Due to him wailing and whining.

Your thumb draws tight quick circles on his tip then prods at the peak. You start to chuckle watching Aizetsu's body start to go limp and just mindlessly throwing his ass back on your cock. You bite down on your bottom lip and bury yourself into his ass; going still. The hand on Aizetsu's cock squeezes his middle section and jostles it around. Then you use it to play with his balls and it's when you that, when Aizetsu releases streams of white on the blankets.

He ejaculates with a soft, tired moan coming out of his mouth. Your hand is covered in his sticky syrup when you pull it away. You flip the demon over onto his back, seeing him panting heavily with his chest rising and falling. His face is ruined with dry tear tracks on his cheeks.

"Are you okay Aizetsu?" You used his name rather than the nickname, because you were worried that you actually broke him. You shook his body urgently, "Aizetsu? Baby?"

He takes your cum-covered hand in his own and holds it up to his lips. He kisses your fingers and sucks off his cum from one of them. After his mouth has cleaned off your fingers, he rasps, "I'm okay... th-that felt really g-good Y/N."

notes: i'll let y'all guess which one of these was my favorite to write ( ✧≖ ͜ʖ≖) LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THOUGHT OF THIS!!! I LOVE TO READ FEEDBACK!

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bully 𓆩♡𓆪 kibutsuji m

an: im (finally) back lmao. here's some smut as an apology :'(

⭒— genre: smut

⭒—warnings: nsfw topics, vaginal sex, teasing, praise, slight degration, hickeys, mentions of pregnancy, insecurities, jealousy, unprotected sex, reader is called 'slut', size kink, strength(?) kink, reader is pinned down, muzan doesnt act his age (iykyk :/)

⭒—variation: drabble

⭒—pairings: modern!au!kibutsuji m x fem!reader

↳ ⭒—synopsis: muzan wants to make sure youre both on the same page.

"ah-aha~! mu-muzan-sama!"

well. this was quite the predicament y/n found themselves in. they currently were were having their head shoved into the soft matress beneath their trembling body. meanwhile, muzan was behind her continuously ramming his angry red cock into their poor little hole.

how did this happen, you may wonder? some bastard was staring at y/n in one of the grocery isles and muzan got jealous, so (instead of using our words to express our insecurities like adults) muzan decided to bully y/n's vagina.

"youre enjoying this? arent you quite the slut..."

muzan spat dirty words to y/n as she let out a mewl. reader's wrists were being held behind by muzan's iron grip, sure to leave a mark in the morning.

"yes, oh my-"

y/n spoke weakly in response but was cut off quickly by a new found angle of muzan's hips, kissing her cervix in a way that made her see stars and only think about his veiny shaft... and the way it twitched against her gummy insides.

but muzan still had the audacity to ask:

"fuck- youre gonna take it like my slut, yes?"

what a bully.

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[werm-arises]

A whole bunch of queers!!!

[cornfleaykes]

Hey y’all I drew someone that wasn’t Enmu. Pretty sweet ay? TBH Douma is just Enmu in another font do I’m to even sure if this counts. Uh.

Full of twitter at 100 notes. :)

[akazzzaa]

concept: if all the demons, lower & upper moon and muzan were able to cook, what would they make & bring for thanksgiving, if they celebrated with their s/o?

Sorry for being late! I'm unfamiliar with Thanksgiving day so I tried to do some research to make it accurate, Not a lot of American style food will be included cause they are from japan, but they try

A/N- I'm no chef, I had to look for a lot of recipes that would be 'demonic' and thanksgiving too ?

Characters- Muzan, Kokushibo, Douma, Akaza, Tamayo, Emnu

Summary- What they would cook for you on Thanksgiving

Genre- Fluff

Warnings- None really just a mention on blood once

Muzan

Muzan knows languages and understands a lot of cultures from around the world. He is interested in how different counties have such different taste in food. All human food is gross to him but he is the only demon who can actually eat human food without throwing up. He only eats human food to blend in. A very good cook otherwise.

I think Muzan would likely choose a high-quality turkey and he might incorporate a deep red cranberry sauce that reflects his demonic side while still being suitable for a Thanksgiving table. Carrots glazed with a blood orange reduction could be a visually striking and flavourful side dish. For dessert, a dark chocolate pecan pie could be Muzan's choice for you, combining sweetness with a hint of darkness. For a drink, Muzan would craft a special cocktail with dark fruits, red wine, and a touch of something more sinister. blood

Kokushibo

Given that Kokushibo lived during the Taisho era in Japan, he might appreciate traditional Japanese cuisine. If he were to celebrate Thanksgiving with his significant other, he might choose to prepare a special Japanese meal with a touch of elegance. He knows nothing about American cuisine and doesn't care to learn about it. He's the one cooking. You are the one eating. If you don't like it, make it yourself. He didn't cook a lot as a human but he knows his way around a kitchen.

He would cook sushi rolls with fresh fish, vegetables, and perhaps some unique ingredients to showcase his culinary skills. Light and crispy tempura made with seasonal vegetables and shrimp, served with a flavourful dipping sauce. A delicate Chawanmushi (Steamed Egg Custard)with ingredients like chicken, shrimp, and ginkgo nuts, steamed to perfection. Skewers of grilled chicken, perhaps with a teriyaki glaze, showcasing a balance of sweet and savoury flavours. For desert, a unique dessert that combines the rich flavours of matcha green tea with the creamy goodness of cheesecake.

Douma

Douma is an amazing cook, just under Muzan, he has chefs that cook for the followers but he has cooked many dishes for people during his lifetime. He's unfamiliar with American food but he will try for you.

Douma might appreciate a unique twist on the traditional Thanksgiving turkey. The glaze could be made with blood orange juice, honey, and spices, giving it a rich and flavourful coating with Truffle Mashed Potatoes. Then Douma may choose a red wine reduction sauce to enhance the flavour of the meal and tie the meal together. Douma is better at baking but doesn't think humans should eat to much sweets. But today is a one off for you both, he would create a visually striking dessert, perhaps with dark chocolate and exotic fruits.

Akaza

Not a bad cook, has never cooked until he met you and he's gotten better at it. He respects you and your culture so he will want to cook a Japanese-American dish for you.

Akaza could marinate the turkey in a special teriyaki sauce infused with cherry blossom flavours, giving it a unique and sophisticated twist. Instead of traditional sweet potato dishes, Akaza might opt for sweet potatoes glazed with a miso-based sauce, adding a savoury and umami-rich element to the dish. Fresh green beans cooked to perfection and tossed with a sesame dressing, providing a crunchy and nutty complement to the meal. For dessert, Akaza might choose to make a matcha-flavored tiramisu, combining the traditional Italian dessert with a Japanese green tea twist. To accompany the meal, Akaza might select a high-quality sake, demonstrating his refined taste and appreciation for Japanese beverages.

Tamayo

Given her background and the fact that she is knowledgeable about herbs and medicines, she might prepare a unique and exotic dish that incorporates flavors inspired by her extensive knowledge. Perhaps she would create a dish with rare herbs and spices, combining them in a way that showcases her expertise.

Tamayo might infuse traditional Thanksgiving turkey with a Japanese twist by using a miso glaze. Miso adds a rich, savoury flavour that complements the turkey. A stuffing made with Japanese mushrooms like shiitake and maitake, along with chestnuts, could be a flavourful side dish reflecting Tamayo's expertise with herbs and ingredients. A selection of pickled vegetables, such as daikon radish and carrots, could serve as a refreshing palate cleanser between bites of the richer dishes. For dessert, a matcha-flavored treat like matcha cheesecake or matcha-flavored mochi could be a delight to the Thanksgiving feast. She has modified her body to drink human tea, so she will watch you eat all the food she cooked but the only thing you two can enjoy together is a cup of tea. And she makes a good cup of tea.

Enmu

Will give you food poisoning. Do not eat his food

[thebottomfromhell]

Can I request the upper moon (+ enmu and Muzan if it's not too much trouble) yandere, with a female reader who can travel between universes, so it's sooo easy for her to escape and not come back?. I love your writing, you are in my top 3 of my fav writers 🤍

Thank you for the compliment.

I didn't know what kind of "travel between universes" you meant. Like... multiverse, different fandom worlds, isekai type. Also traveling like a magical girl? Science-fic tech? I decided to focus more in the yandere-ish characters post-Carmen (my reference to the Opera), I was listening Habanera Carmen while writting.

Female Interdimensional traveler reader scaping Yandere! Uppermoon (+ Enmu and Muzan)

Warnings: Mamga spoilers, Yandere character, Excesive use of violence, Threats to reader, Mentioned non-character demon death, One-sided feelings (not from reader), No happy ending for demons, Reader is moraly ambiguous.

Enmu:

Sleep. You should sleep, dream by his side so he can build a paradaise all for you. He can't understand why you fight him, but Enmu is willing to try as long as you give yourself to him. "I promise to be nice, you will have everything you could want and I will have your body well taken care of. Why would you deny us both such a wonderful future? Can't you see everything about me aches for you?" He doesn't shut up, sometimes you wonder if he just loves the sound of his own voice. Anyway, you were planning to leave already, so you reach out to open a portal to- "Sleep."

You manage to open the portal before the sound finishes to reach your ears, making you fall through the interdimentional leak as you close your eyes. Emnu can only look at the scene, not fully understanding what is hoing on as your body fades into... something, and that something dissapears the second you crossed it. Taking you. "Hey... Y/N.... my lovely girl this is not funny." He tries to reach you nerviously.... you are asleep, he himself made you sleep, yet he can't feel you. Wherever you are, he can't get you.

"You have to be kidding me. What is this? Some kind of nightmare?" He has a nervious smile that becomes everytime more forced, wrenched, to every second it passes and he can't even feel you. Are you awake? Are you dead? Where? If anything had to happen to you he wanted to be there! Now you are gone! "Y/N.... Y/N, darling? C'mon, don't do this to me. I love you...." but you are gone.... are you planning to come back for him?

Gyutaro (ft. Daki):

You left.... you fucking left... you fu- "Onii-chan?" Fuckfuckfu- he can't. He has to control himself, he can't show Daki how bad he is feeling, how desesperate. But you were just there, he was watching you and now you are gone. Were you burned? Why would you be burned? Why is that the first thing he- "Onii-chan!" He hugs his sister, burrying his face in her shoulder. He is not crying, no tears shed from his eyes, but he is sobbing hard. You are gone, you are gone!

Of course you are gone, anywhere else better than with a freak with him, right? You never wanted him! You nev- "Gyutaro?" Shut up shut up shut up SHUT UP SHUT UP- "GET LOST YOU STUPID WHORE! GET AWAY FROM MY ONII-CHAN! HE DOESN'T WANT YOU!" But you know that is a lie, Gyutaro does want you, right now he is breaking up, shattering down, just for you. "Gyutaro?" You repeat softer, getting closer to the demon almost squirming into his sister's, his everything, the girl who sees him almost as a father, embrace. Obi sashes come out her back, moving threateningly, as she hugs her brother protectively, hatred in her eyes as she looks for you.

In the end, he speaks before you or Daki can. "GO AWAY! FUCKING GO AWAY! YOU WILL LEAVE ANYWAY! LEAVE ME ALONE! DON'T- DON'T FUCKING COME TO ME ONLY TO ABANDON ME LATER!" You are too much, you have already taken his heart and head. What else could you possible want? He can't stop thinking about you, wanting you close, obssesed with the idea to be yours when you will only leave. He sobs harder as you step closer, get out of him! GET OUT! GETOUTGETOUTGET- "DON'T YOU DARE!" You fade into a portal, the same which you always use, before Daki can hurt you, leaving her to patch together her brother, again, only to ruin him when you come back, AGAIN. "Onii-chan...."

Gyokko:

You absolutely have no taste, you would stay if you did. Who gave you permission to leave?! You should adore having Gyokko's attention, for hin to share his art with you... and yet you don't appreciate him. Not enough, you should love him more. Wouldn't that be more fair? He loves you too much for you to not love him back, don't be so selfish- "Would you stop that! You are getting on my nerves!" You have been trying to enjoy this universe, but Gyokko has been harrasing you non-stop.

Showing you desfigurated human bodies, telling you what you should and shouldn't want, getting angry on the slightlest of things. Really, why have you not left yet? "I'M getting on your nerves? You have no idea with how patient I have been with you. You should be thanking me for taking my precious time on you, only for you to be such an ungrateful brat?" Really, what is wrong with him. "You know what, I'm leaving. I'm done." You reach out to open the portal and just stop having to tolerate Gyokko. He tries to stop you, tries to hurt you, but summoned too late the pot. Much less the attack.

The face twists in rage due the humiliation, HOW DARE YOU?! YOU WRENCHED WOMAN! The next time he'll see you he will kill you, you won't even have the pleasure of being a work of art! He will just rip your eyes and tongue off to burry them into the mud! He will stab and poke you again and again and again, letting you starve until you kill yourself of the pain! A death with no beauty or dignity! The death of a witch! ..... that if you ever come back, because right now, you are just enjoying the jump in between universes.

Hantengu Clones:

"SHE IS MINE, YOU PIECES OF SHIT! BACK OFF!" "NO FAIR! I SAW HER FIRST! SHE IS MINE!" Sekido and Urogi are fighting each other, citting and stabbing limbs, using their powers on each other, Karaku being the only one sane for once in his life, trying to stop them. He is the least jealous of the clones, probably the only one who doesn't mind sharing. "GUYS! YOU ARE NOTHING BUT SCARING HER OFF! Y/N IS GOING TO GET AWAY IF YOU KEEP LIKE THIS! That or Aizetsu is going to get her first..." Yes, Aizetsu is alredy into it, using his body to block your path away.

"Y/N, please. Don't leave. That will make Sekido mad and Urogi feral, they will take it out on me. Please don't that to me, you're making me sad." He looks scared, miserable, he doesn't want you to leave. But he is also using that to try and manipulate you, he is doing it on purpose. You know it and honestly, you are getting tired of their little scenes, their jealousy, their violence, their delusions, their tricks... You. Are. Done. You were about to open the portal when you feel two hands, one on each wrist, from behind with a breath on your neck. "C'mon, pretty thing~. Don't be like that, I know some of us can be scary, but we can all make you feel good, even if the others don't look like it."

The breathing stops when Sekido staff stabs him through the skull, forcing him on the ground. You were startled by the splash of blood over you, but you take the chace to run as you open the portal. "AIZETSU! DON'T LET HER SCAPE!" The sad clone does try to stop you, but it's too late, you are already gone. ". . . ." "AIZETSU, YOU USELESS PIECE OF SHIT! WHY DID YOU LET HER GET AWAY?!" "Y/N! Y/N! WHERE IS SHE?! WHY DID SHE LEAVE?! I MISS HER SO MUCH ALREADY!" "PLEASE STOP SCREAMING AT ME! CAN'T YOU SEE I'M SAD?!" "..... I hate being the sane one...."

Nakime:

How? Just how? Nakime has been looking for you, but you are nowhere in the Infinity Castle. You are not in any room, in any corridor, any fall.... it's impossible for anyone got get out without her noticing, then why are you not here? She even looked outside her fortress, nothing, "Nakime-chan!" Nothing until you decide there is something interesting around.

Nakime just looks at you, not knowing well how to start, she spends a time like this, and you have no idea if it's more creepy like this or it would would be worst if her hair wasn't covering her face, you can feel her stare on you neither way. "How did you do that?" Is the first thing she says, going to the point, not caring for formalities. "Do what?" You tease, you know well what she is asking, she can tail, so she doesn't insist, doesn't give you what you want, making you pout a bit. "You are a grown woman that managed to scape my Demon Blood Art, and yet you pout in front of me." She is angry. What are you doing? How are you doing it? Why does she lose control when it comes about you? Her interdimentional realm.... is it even anything for you?

But she must have you, she must. Her whole body aches for you, or is it just because of what you can do? She can't stop thinking about it, wanting you caged in her corridors and rooms, not letting go, so you are hers and hers alone. She.... likes you, a lot more than she ever liked any man. "Nakime-chan, I will leave if I get too bored." She plays her Biwa, knowing it's useless to use her powers on you, she just plays to entertain you until she figures something out, if there is anything to figure out.

Akaza:

Please don't leave. Please, don't leave him, he can't- if you leave- you have to stay. Stay, please. "Please, I'm begging you. Stay. I.... I will protect you, I will take care od you, promise. I pro- please, please, don't do this to me." Akaza begs, grabbing you by the waist, holding you tight, digging fingers into your clothes. It's taking a lot of him to not cry. Why do you want to leave? Did he do something wrong? Is he not strong enough? "I promise to get stronger! To be there! To protect... I want to protect you, please..."

If he is not there what will happen to you? Hung by the neck. Poison in the well. Death death DEATH. What will happen to him? There is nothing left he doesn't care, just needs to get stronger because if he was strong enough to begin with it wouldn't have happened. Why are you always trying to leave? He sobs as you pull alway but lets you move him at will. He wants you to be safe, to be happy, to be healthy. He wants a life with his wife, the life he was promised! Where is that girl he loves with his whole heart?! A part of you can feel Akaza, while obessed with you, with the idea to protect you and take care of you, has already given his heart to someone else, a woman that it's not you.

You are nobody's second choise or consolation prize, you can't take him and don't want to. "I'm sorry." It's the only thing you say, feeling nothing but pity for him, as you open the portal and leave. He just lost another woman in his life a woman he didn't get to have as his wife. What is it left, why nobody he cares about ever stays for him? Everyone always leaves! "... Hah-...." Can you hear it? He is screaming at the top of his lungs, voice cracking and breaking as the sound of the pain of a 18 year old man who lost everything but his fists twice explodes into self-loathing and anger for the world, just wanting to be found again.... can you hear it?

Douma:

It's odd, very odd, how you can just dissapear the way you do. What is more odd is that Douma usually likes odd things, viewing them as entretaintment, but now... he doesn't like it. He can tell that much. It's very weird how his stomach twists, his chest compress in itself, his throat tights up and his head hurts everytime he thinks on the fact that you left somewhere he can't find you, and he can't do anything about it. Why? He really can't understand it, but he is not enjoying it, you should stay besides him forever, so his body can behave the same as always.

"Y/N! I see you are back! How have you been? Come here, tell me everything. I am a good listener, I'm sure you will feel comfortable." He is not hiding it, what is there to hide? He justs knows he wants you, the rest is... unkown, and it doesn't really matter, it never did. He can't feel anything, but right know he knows he needs you with him. Maybe he should eat you? You are quite a beautiful lady, he bets your flesh would be tender and tasty against his mouth, and in your stomach you would be always with him. But he would miss a lot if he did it now, seeing your faces, hearing your voice, touching your skin or clothes, smelling your scent. It would be a waste but didn't he think that same with her?

He will find a way, eventually, to keep you around. Now he can only show appreciation for the fact that you came to visit. The fact that you are still coming back to him. He will give you all of his attention, find your weakness and get what he wants. He may not look like it, but he can be patient when it matters. It just has never mattered before, maybe it doesn't even matter now. "It was fun to see you again. Bye, Douma!" You fade away and he can only stare.... that portal should have been his stomach.

Kokushibou:

You are finally out of his life, THE WHY ARE YOU STILL IN HIS HEAD?! WHY? It's been a while since you just... evaporized of this world, he knows.Kokushibou has been looking for you, actually looking for you, not the "I'm searching" he always gives Muzan off, but actually tried to follow you like he tried to follow his brother, no wonder he also failed this time. GET OUT OF HIS HEAD! HE DOESN'T WANT TO THINK ABOUT YOU! HE WANTS TO FORGET YOU! You are gone and that is good, out of his life, out of his system, out of his internal demons, out of his- "Koku, is that you?" ...... he turns around slowly to find you standing there....

No.... no, why are you here? This... is this some illusion? A dream? A nightmare? Why are you getting closer to him? Why are you trying to talk to him? Can't you see he doesn't want anything to do with you? "Why, as talktative as always!" You shouldn't be here. You shouldn't be talking over him, as if you were another man instead of a woman. His wife never did such a thing, she was quiet, elegant, filial and dutiful and yet he left her like you will leave him. Is this his karma, then?

He can't react, in any way possible. His breathing stops, his heart races, his head and chest hurts because of you. He wants to walk away, to be the one to leave you and reject you instead of the other way around. To save pride? His mind? Why were you even born?! He hates you! Hates you so much! "So, how have you been?" But he can't bring himself to walk away until you fade again.... he hates you so much, you have become everything to him. Like Yoriichi.

Muzan:

Another demon just died, their own body attacking them. It's not weird, Muzan doesn't even like most of his demons anyways, so more often than not he kills some of the lowlives around when he is having a tantrum sensitive moment. "Why haven't you found her already?!" He asks Nakime, who only sighs before getting the Uppermoons inside the castle, not yet here, and shrugs a little. She doesn't understand it neither, he send his most powerful demon, including her, to look for some human. A woman with scent, identity, living in his memories, unlike the flower.... why has nobody found you already?

"Hey, Muzan!" You appear out of nowhere, making both Nakime and Muzan turn around, shocked. This is Nakime's special dimention, how are you here? Why are you here? Can't you see what you are doing to the Demon King? Can't you see how your actions affect the people around him? Do you even care? It's just one small world between the amount of universes you have traveled through. "Y/N. Where were you?" His voice sounds kind, if not slightly irritated, he hates not being in control, loathes it. And he can't control you, yet, he tells himself. But he will.

Maybe that is why you came, to tease him, because it's fun, because you think he deserves it. "You know. Over here, over there, a lot of places. I just came by to say "hi"." Nakime looks nervious, looking at her master, wondering if she will be instructed to cage you. "Well, that doesn't matter. You are here now. Why don't you stay-" You don't. You leave as he speaks, dissapearing in front of his eyes. You can see his false calmness twist into rage, frustration, desesperation as you go away. Isn't it fun to make interdimentional trips with between yandere?