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The Taiga files

Taiga likes sweet foods. She has a record of eating over 500 chocolate bars without gaining much weight. This has to do with her high metabolism levels and muscle density.

Taiga has a hypnotizing voice. Most of the women in her family have something called "Canto delle Sirene" (Song of the Sirens). Many who are aware of the Sogno bloodline (Taiga's mother's maiden name) believe that Maria Sogno (a ghostly woman who dwells in Italy's waters) was a siren and/or succubus.

Taiga will wake up in the middle of the night just to talk to Douma. She enjoys his company and admires his strength.

Taiga admiring Douma while he duels with Akaza.

Similar to Muzan, Taiga is very open about her favoritism. (But she's much nicer about it) Whenever Taiga goes to the uppermoon meetings, she rarely talks to anybody but Douma and Kokushibo.

Taiga accidentally called Kokushibo "Dad" once, she was embarrassed about it for weeks and did her best to avoid him by hiding behind Douma.

It was literally that one episode of Brooklyn 99 when Peralta calls Captain Holt "dad"

Taiga barely acknowledges Akaza, constantly getting his name wrong and looking down at him (just like Muzan is with literally anybody 💀). She's only polite to him because of how Douma considers him a "friend"

“What are you, some sort of clown? What's with the shitty tattoos and the pink hair? You look stupid.”

Taiga is the polar opposite when she sees Douma. She acts much sweeter with the blonde more than anybody else. Obviously she respects Kokushibo. (and clearly sees him as family)

“You're so amazing, Douma! Your blood art is so pretty. I wish mine was like that!”

“Too bad the others can't amount to your talent” *stares directly at Akaza with a shit-eating grin*

This obviously pisses a lot of the other moons off. (except for Koku, Nakime, and Muzan, they just tune it out like mature adults)

Taiga can only cook Italian foods, and even then she struggles with it. She can make hella good wine, though!

She often gives Douma the wine to bathe in.

Taiga's love language is giving gifts and physical affection, she loves to show how much she cares through actions. She's no good at verbal affirmations, but that won't stop her from calling a certain blonde cunt the most perfect being alive.

When Taiga refers to Douma as perfect, she isn't talking about the whole god-whisperer bullshit. She's talking about him as a person.

In a nutshell, she's down bad. Down very, very bad.

Taiga really, really likes animals. She's always been able to communicate well with many different kinds of critters, from giant grizzly bears to tiny weasels.

Taiga has often brought small rodents like possums and raccoons to the Eternal Paradise cult, much to the members dismay.

She actually kept a pet mouse named Algernon, which freaked everyone out.

When Douma was informed of this by terrified cultists, he burst out laughing. Never would he have expected Taiga to do something like that!

When Taiga first began to work undercover, she took a Demon Slayer uniform from one of Doma's midnight snacks and followed a certain checkered haori to HQ, where she crashed into a hashira meeting Die Hard style.

Tanjiro had a feeling he was being followed, but had no idea who it was. Taiga is good at hiding in plain sight, so he could only rely on his sense of smell.

She literally broke through a window and flipped her hair in the cuntiest way possible

Kagaya had no idea about Taiga working with Muzan, but the hashira (specifically Shinobu) had a bad feeling about her.

When she got there, she ended up being recognized by Kagaya, who knew her parents from back in the day. (A very long story)

Shinobu was the first one to question her, asking questions about her origins and other stuff.

Taiga simply turned to her and looked at her with the most disrespectful ass response 💀🙏

“Who gave you permission to speak to me? I don't remember asking for your opinion, you disgusting creature. Get out of my sight, you're making me ill.”

Before anything could actually happen, Kagaya the Chad spoke up.

Shinobu, much to everyone's shock, actually pulled out her sword and tried to attack the strange girl out of pure rage.

This is an ability both Muzan and Taiga have. They can manipulate human emotions with a single gaze or phrase. That's why Shinobu got so angry all of a sudden. No human is completely immune to it.

Taiga (finally) offered her "services" to Kagaya. She said she knew secrets about the uppermoons and Muzan that could aid them in the war.

He asked Taiga in literally the kindest way possible and without a trace of anger to not antagonize Shinobu. Surprisingly, Taiga listened and piped down.

Kagaya, after careful consideration, agreed.

Taiga got up, pulled a batman and left in a dramatic yet awesome way.

As she was walking back, two unimportant demon slayers had found her and tried to rob. (and potentially assault her)

Tanjiro had been going on another mission when he spotted this. He recognized Taiga's scent and tried to help her.

But he wasn't needed..

When Taiga came back to the cult, she was immediately pulled into a hug by a "worried" Douma.

Her soul left her body. All her brain could think of was "Man tiddies Man tiddies Man tiddies Man tiddies Man tiddies-"

Luckily, Douma let her go before she passed out.

Being the little shit he is, Douma pointed out her red face.

Taiga immediately replied with "it was hot outside 😃" even though it was snowing. Fucking dumbass-

Before Douma could unintentionally push her buttons some more, Nakime teleported a letter to her. It read:

"Send me all the information you gathered. I don't care how you do it, but it must be done quickly."

Muzan can't read Taiga's mind like he can with his uppermoons, he can only sense her emotions and has to guess what she's thinking. (Which pisses him off a lot)

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Here's an official panel I made for this!

That's all I got for now, bye.

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“In a blink of an eye, grief turned to rage.”

TW: SA, forced pregnancy, Abortion, Suicide, Murder (vengeance), Serial Murders, a lotta death, emotional damage, just some screwed up stuff.

Taiga was born in Naples, Italy. She is the daughter of Matteo and Lillith DeMarco. She is rumored to have a sister named Rosa..

Her family moved to Japan when she was 8 so her father could open up a restaurant called "Mamma Stella's" after their honorable ancestor.

Taiga then met Amai Yumemite, a girl with stunning green eyes and freckles that decorated her pretty face.

Amai lived alone, she had nobody to call a friend until she met Taiga.

Taiga soon began to fall in love, but kept it a secret for so long.

When Taiga turned 10, she traveled all the way to America to visit her sister, who was a show girl.

Never would she have expected to come back to a complete nightmare.

After Taiga returned, she immediately ran to Amai's house with a shit-eating grin on her face and two souvenirs in her pocket.

When she opened the door, she saw Amai covered in blood and holding a crumpled fetus.

The sight of all the blood made Taiga's stomach churn..

Taiga ran to her best friend's side, frantically asking about what happened.

Only to look into a pair of lifeless green eyes.

The sight made her nauseous and so, so sad..

She noticed a letter, and opened it with shaky hands.

"It was a monster. He raped me. He broke down my door and he pinned me down. I couldn't stop him."

“I can't bear the pain, I can't do it. I'm sorry. I love you, Taiga.”

Taiga had been clutching Amai's body while sobbing hysterically when her father came in.

What happened after that was a complete blur..

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“Do you know who I am?”

Taiga asked the trembling man at her feet, her voice laced with venomous rage. She had gone to place after place to find the monster that took away her beloved friend. Blood had been shed, lives had been lost..

All because of this disgusting creature.

The man shook his head with fear written all over his sickening face, crying out in pain when Taiga's small hand crushed his fingers.

She grabbed him by his freshly cut hair and pulled him close, her plum-red eyes filled with pure hatred. The image of Amai's lifeless body haunted her thoughts like a ghost, reminding her of the day she lost something she promised never to let go of..

In the blink of an eye, grief had turned to rage.

“Take a good look.. I'm gonna be the last thing you'll ever see.”

Taiga hissed out, ignoring his desperate pleas for mercy while she grabbed the special hairpin she had gotten for Amai and pointed it at him.

Screams tore out of his throat as she carved into his flesh, blood soaking the floor as she pulled away from him.

A chuckle slipped past her lips as she looked down at him with a sadistic smile that could make the strongest man piss himself.

The blade-like hairpiece, now coated in blood, repeatedly impaled the man in a cruel form of revenge.

Stab.

Stab.

Stab.

Blood gushed out of every wound Taiga left, the pain searing through his sanity as he cried out for mercy.

But Taiga would never stop.

No.. she enjoyed this too much.

It was like a drug. Hearing his cries of pain, giving him the same pain Amai had felt, it was exhilarating to the core.

She was so caught up in her own joy, she didn't realize the man had passed out from all the blood loss.

It was a wonder that he didn't die from it all.

Taiga's expression returned to it's chilling form as she scowled at the sight of the unconscious figure.

“Pathetic.” She spat, grabbing him by the arm and pulling him towards the alleyway she had cornered him in.

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After that, the man had killed himself to stop the nightmares he had of Taiga.

Taiga never stopped the torture, though.

She just moved on to different subjects and "tested" their tolerance.

Her family had no idea about it. Taiga had lied and told them she was going to study zoology in Tokyo.

(She would eventually do that after the infinity castle arc)

[warringwarrioridiot]

Taiga's personality in a nutshell:

For @xxsakuragirlxx

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Taiga's theme

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I guess you could say that.

*burps gracefully in Italian*

I heard you're an uppermoon, guess that makes us coworkers.

I guess, but how do you BURP in Italian? It isn't even graceful in one bit.

[warringwarrioridiot]

I wanna sense him tho 😭

All of my Douma art so far

[warringwarrioridiot]

Born to be a millennial, forced to be gen z 💔

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WHA

im gonna touch u @askdouma

[warringwarrioridiot]

MARRY ME RN BRO

𝓼𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓶𝓮 !!.

warnings !!: douma x fem!reader, stroking, fucking, whimpering, whining, begging, moaning, names, douma has feelings !!

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Douma came back from a moon meeting with everyone there. It was filled with nothing but yelling, arguing and douma being ignored and everyone finding him annoying. Once he came back to you, sitting off the side of the bed, he fell into you lap.

"Everyone is so mean and cold to me" douma whispered, but loud enough so you could hear him.

You tilted you head and huffed, silently asking him to tell you about it. Douma went on to tell about hoe he wasn't able to join gyokko and ignored by the others.

"Oh, that's pretty sad. If there's anything to make you happy I can do, let me know"

Doumas mood did a whole turn around after what you said.

"You would?" He said with a smirk on his face.

"Mhm ! I know how hard it could be with all that happening. So why not?"

Douma got up and cuddled you. After a while douma whispered in your ear.

"I know something that you could do to make me happier, hm~?"

"And whats that dear?"

Douma sat up and undid his belt on his pants. He repositioned you to where you where over him.

"I want you to make me scream your name~do whatever to make that happen ok~?"

Douma practically whimpered as if you already did something.

"D-douma?!" You laughed.

"Ah-ah, just do it. Please? For me?" Douma tilted his head to the side cuffing your face.

Obeying his command, you got really close to him and put your head behind his neck and started kissing it while touching over his cock that was already standing just from you loving on his neck. Douma started arching his back and whining just at your loving and warm touch. However, your touch on his cock got harsher and harsher and turned douma on completely. With one hand on it, you other hand was combing through his hair while you played with his dick. But when your strokes got less hard he could immediately noticed and beg you not to.

"oh~! Keep doing that dear~" Douma moaned.

"Shh, you whine pretty loudly. You don't want the whole shrine to hear! Right?~"

Douma let out the cutest whine. But he couldn't control it. Who where his followers to judge him. As you where doing everything douma wanted, you grabbed the belt he took of himself and tied up on his neck. Every time you pulled on it he smiled and being as loud as he was almost the whole time you were doing nothing but messing with his dick that already had precum oozing out. Just as you where done with having your face in his neck, you lifted his shirt and moved on to his nipples.

"Be careful there, they're pretty sensitive~"

So, you took you time licking his bud

"oh please~" douma moaned. After you where done, with licking and flicking his nipples with a string of saliva connecting, you started getting your lips on doumas. His whines gave you access to inside hid mouth. After a couple minutes you put your hand back on his cock.

"This time, don't stop~" douma said between breathes. You took that time to make your hand thrust harder and harder. Douma moaned and leaned his head back. 

"Dear please, I'm Botta-"

"Baby, I don't remember pets speaking, right?~" you said undressing yourself.

Doumas whines where something you could enjoy forever if you could. Just as you mouth came back to his, he already did what he had to before you hushed him. Douma was completely tranced out by your harsh stoking, he could barely speak without moaning.

"Darling please.? Could you tell me something?"

Douma whimpered while being in all fours. "Hm?" Your soft voice made him groan low,

"Am I a good boy?~" douma asked gasping

"Your always a good boy for me. You wanted me to do whatever to make you scream my name right?" You say low in his ear.

"Mhm~"

Just as he replied, you started thrusting on his cock 𝓪𝓵𝓸𝓽 tighter and harsher.

"oh my!~ (Y-Y/N)~ !!." douma yelled while moaning with his eye rolling back.

"There you go! You did it." You whispered with your hand tight around his dick. You hands where covered in his juice. You stared him in the eye.

Douma was still whining and couldn't think straight, but he was smiling knowing that he screamed you name and played with him. Like how he wanted.

But douma quickly turned, putting you under him with your legs apart.

"Now it's my turn baby~"

You and douma where both breathing hard that gave him a chance for your mouths to meet.

Now that it was round two, his movements where sloppier but hard. I mean, he's a demon, he can regenerate. It was a very long night for you both.

The night ended with you two up next to each other cuddled up.

You couldn't do anything the next day after giving your all in what he wanted

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LIFE BEEN GOIN DOWN BUT WE UP😪🙌🏽😛

my grammar sucks but it's ok bc it's douma❗️

ima start putting songs that I suggestivly think fit the situation in what I write jus to add a lil smth smth👩🏾‍🍳❗️❗️❗️

is suggestivly a word yall????

also starting to use little spacer things🧍🏿‍♀️

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i feel like this sucks

grrrrr❗️🙁

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Shut up, you power bottom built bitch. Your voluptuous ass cannot be talking when you have a dollar in savings.

Commission Rule

Please read all of this carefully before sending in commissions.

Will not do, Dubcon, Nocon, incest, Gore (is ok if it’s not to bad), Stockholm syndrome, Golden shower, Blood Play, Under influence (is ok if the characters are dating).

Now that’s out of the way here’s the rules if you pass the will do stage

1. Up to 3 characters only for fanfics

2. Up to 5 characters only for head cannons

3. Please come with a story base so a trope or au you want

4. It will take 1-2 weeks to finish the fanfic due to me being a student

5. Please keep the kinks you want a minimum of 10

6. Give us feedback we also want to improve

7. If you see a grammar mistake act like you don’t

8. Since we plan to update 2 a month hopefully please on submit for one fanfic

9. Submitting a fanfic and a head cannon will be ok

10. Tell us what kinda reader you would like

11. Last want every to get something so if it’s a small fandom will still do the request just tell us the character and will take it from their

I hope this helps for the ones who want to commission us

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Wait do these commissions cost MONEY money or "I'm broke so here's some r34 of your fictional crush" money?

Commission Rule

Please read all of this carefully before sending in commissions.

Will not do, Dubcon, Nocon, incest, Gore (is ok if it’s not to bad), Stockholm syndrome, Golden shower, Blood Play, Under influence (is ok if the characters are dating).

Now that’s out of the way here’s the rules if you pass the will do stage

1. Up to 3 characters only for fanfics

2. Up to 5 characters only for head cannons

3. Please come with a story base so a trope or au you want

4. It will take 1-2 weeks to finish the fanfic due to me being a student

5. Please keep the kinks you want a minimum of 10

6. Give us feedback we also want to improve

7. If you see a grammar mistake act like you don’t

8. Since we plan to update 2 a month hopefully please on submit for one fanfic

9. Submitting a fanfic and a head cannon will be ok

10. Tell us what kinda reader you would like

11. Last want every to get something so if it’s a small fandom will still do the request just tell us the character and will take it from their

I hope this helps for the ones who want to commission us

[warringwarrioridiot]

I have a bit of chub on my body and this made my day bruh 😭

Hello! So it said your requests are open and I just figured I’d shoot my shot lol. But obviously you don’t have to so if you don’t want to I understand!

Douma x chubby insecure reader where he worships her? Fluff/smut? Douma and her are in a not secret but not known relationship and one of his followers insult her somehow and he finds out and proves the follower wrong to her.

If you don’t want to write this I understand! I love your writings btw! Have a good day/night!

hnnnnnng yes!!

Pairing: Douma x chubby!f!reader

Content guidance: NSFW. One line of nastiness from a side character due to reader's weight. Vaginal penetration. Gentle clit slapping. Douma praising and worshiping you. Approx 1.7k words.

There was a common misconception that Douma didn’t feel. 

True, he didn’t feel regret or remorse for the things he did, nor did he truly feel pity for his whining disciples when they offloaded their silly little problems onto him and begged to be delivered to paradise.

But he felt a great deal toward you.

You were the one person he had met in over a hundred years who listened to him, who didn’t shun him from conversation or dismiss him as an idiot or the purest form of evil. And you were soft, ever so soft, and ever so fun to play with. From your sweet, soft tummy to your plush thighs, and the pillowy warmth of your arms when you held him. He adored every voluptuous inch of you. 

So, when he returned to his chamber after a particularly draining day of listening to his disciples’ worries to find you lying in bed with tears running down your cheeks, he immediately felt compelled to set things right. 

“Hush hush now, sweet one,” he said, sitting cross-legged on the bed and gathering you up in his arms to sit you on his lap. You weighed nothing to him, he could throw you around like a temari if he so wished, but he never would. “Tell me what happened…”

You shook your head. “I didn’t want you to see me like this.”

“Oh but I have now, so I need to fix it.” He wiped away your tears with his fingertips, continuing to stroke your cheeks with the pointed tips of his fingernails. “Isn’t that what I do? Talk to me, my love.”

You simply shook your head. “I’m okay. I don’t want to burden you. It’s just a silly thing.”

“You are a silly thing,” he sighed adoringly, leaning down to playfully nibble the tip of your nose, knowing that so often got you to squeal and bat him away. But when you simply huffed a halfhearted chuckle and allowed him to bite you, he knew he had to persist. “Sweet dove, what’s wrong? Please. You’re never a burden. You can tell me anything. Do you not like staying in my room? Are you cold? Did the cook prepare your food badly? I’ll eat her–”

“No! No, Douma, it’s not that.” You pulled in a deep breath and sighed. “One of your disciples cornered me today. She… demanded to know what I did to become your favorite since there’s no way someone like you would love a big fat pig like me.”

The answer took him aback. It seemed so silly to him, so trivial. Why on earth would you care about the opinion of someone so insignificant? But it was clearly important to you, so he smiled and gripped your cheeks between his fingers and turned your face up to look at him. “Who said that to you?” 

“Hana, I think her name is…”

“Ahh, bitter old Hana. Well, don’t worry about her anymore,” he said cheerfully.

“Why? What are you going to do?” 

What was he going to do when he left the chamber? Oh pretty dove, you didn’t need to know that. Douma simply laughed and wrapped his arms tightly around you, his hands resting on the soft pillow of your belly as he pressed his face just below your ear and let his lips glance against your neck with every word. “I’m going to show you just how loved you are, my darling. How I love every inch of you, how you’re a divine creature I can’t help but adore.”

He heard your breath shudder as your hands instinctively came to cover his, as though you could stop him from touching your stomach. Poor love, you were so wounded by such a little thing as a few silly words, soft and sweet as you were. It just wouldn’t do, so he lay you down on your back, his claws making short work of your clothes. 

“Douma!”

“Ah-ah, shh shh, I’ll get you new clothes. Nicer ones; the most beautiful fabrics scantily draped over your beautiful body, and then I’ll parade you around the temple so everyone knows that there’s only one deity within these walls and they must sing praises to your name.”

Oh your sweet little laugh made his heart flutter. He always knew how to draw them from you. You squirmed a little as he kissed your stomach, but quickly realized your efforts were in vain; he had you pinned down with one hand in the center of your torso. You weren’t going anywhere until he was satisfied that you felt beautiful.”

“So lovely,” he cooed, grinning as he licked at your soft skin just beneath your navel, making you shiver. “As though I could do anything other than love you? Hah! You were made for me, sweetness.”

You smiled softly and let him continue kissing your body. “Why me though?”

“Because I like pretty things,” he uttered between kisses, “And you do this to me.” Smirking against your stomach, he took your hand and led it to the bulge tenting his hakama, relishing the way your own smile spread. “Which Hana could never.”

“Douma!” You pressed your lips together to hide your grin, but it didn’t escape his notice. 

Raising onto his knees he lowered his hakama and let his erection bounce free. “There now, do you see? Hm? Do you see the effect you have on me?”

“It’s hard to miss.”

“Aha! Such a cheeky little thing,” he teased as he lifted your thighs and dragged you down the bed toward him, pressing the head of his cock into you. Oh how he loved the way you gasped as he penetrated you, engulfed in your warmth, how his body shivered with delight as he felt your lovely cunt tensing around him. But he didn’t move his hips, no not yet. He simply let his cock sit inside you, completely still as your walls pulsed around him, silently begging him to thrust. 

“Now, dove, I’m not moving an inch until you tell me you’re beautiful.” 

You groaned in protest, “Douma…”

“Ah ah,” he chastised you, giving your clit a little slap, not enough to hurt you, of course. Just enough to make you squirm and make your pussy squeeze him delightfully. Wicked lovely thing, it was hardly a punishment at all if you enjoyed it. “Say, I’m Douma’s favorite because I’m beautiful and soft, and he loves the way my tits bounce when he fucks me.”

Your cheeks flushed darker as you hid your face behind your arms, but he knew you loved this teasing. 

He slapped your clit again. “Come on, pretty one, you can say it. I know you can.”

The conflict warred behind your eyes, the need to give in and receive your reward battling against your internalized shame. How silly of you to believe the oft-spouted lie that the worst thing a person could be was fat. It was so absurdly untrue, and yet your poor sweet little mind had absorbed it and made it fact. Douma wouldn’t stand for that. He slowly inched his cock out of you, watching your expression turn to desperation.

“No, Douma, please fuck me. I’m pretty and soft and you make my tits bounce so nicely.”

A victorious smile beamed across his face as he thrust into you, his hips slapping against the plump cushion of your ass. “There now, that wasn’t so hard was it?”

“Douma-ha!” 

“Now say, my body is chubby and it’s beautiful and all for you, Douma.”

You groaned in frustration but did as he asked so quickly he barely had to break his momentum to coax it out of you, good girl that you were. Oh and the way your body reacted to him, your silken nectar coating his cock, the heat of you, the way your pussy clenched around him as though it didn’t want to let him go. You were delicious, divine, every thrust making the flesh of your belly undulate and your breasts sway, and Douma had never seen anything so utterly perfect.

His nature made him inclined toward detesting humans, but not you. No, not you at all. You were his ripe peach, his blossoming lotus, his Goddess, his world. He fed his cock into you, deep and slow, letting you feel every inch of the erection that you gave him.

He almost laughed at the silliness of it all when his arms began to tremble beneath him, as though his strength were only that of a pitifully besotted mortal man. The way his cursed heart was all a flutter and his cheeks which should have been hauntingly ashen grew warm and pink. Oh you lovely, wonderful, perfect thing. He couldn’t hold back fully, and it wasn’t long before his hips began to piston, fucking you fast and hard, lifting your leg over his shoulder so he could go deeper and tease your swollen clit with the pad of his thumb. 

You came for him so sweetly, your body quivering as the pleasure consumed you. And he could no longer hold back from moaning as he fucked you, the sounds emerging from him a lewd symphony.

“Oh my…  ohh you’re so— hoh… so so-hoh-ft… w-warm… OH! Cumming…” His abdominal muscles fluttered, his body tingling as he released into you, his orgasm pulling a string of whines and giggles from his lips. “My love my love oh sweet lotus you made me– hah! Oh… haha fuck…” He chuckled as he came down from his high, aware of you yet not, his body throbbing and tingling, his mind fuzzy. Pleasure like that always took him out entirely. 

When he fully came to his senses he found himself resting his head on your belly, comforted by your softness as you threaded your fingers through his hair. His hand lay cupped almost possessively over your pussy, feeling it twitch and pulse, and the composite elixir of your essence and his spend wetting his palm.

“There now, do you feel better?”

You nodded, though he knew you’d likely let cruel words get to you again, be they your own or someone he was happy to deal with for you. It didn’t matter. He would keep on doing all he could to silence anyone who dared to challenge the fact that you were anything less than divine perfection. After all, Douma would never settle for anything less. 

[warringwarrioridiot]

Oh I think Muzan already knows who we are, Doma.

Corruption | Doma x Reader (fem)

CW: female reader, blood, dubcon (heavy on this), fingering, slight praise, basically doma fucks you dumb :) Doma will do anything it takes to make you a demon.

Divider by @kithsune <3

The moon trickled through the trees above you, the blade of your katana reflecting the light as you held it high after inflicting the final blow on the demon you'd been sent to kill. You watched as its body crumbled beneath you, cursing you to hell as it slowly withered away. Your breaths were as calm as ever, this demon being nothing compared to the ones you'd slain before.

"Light work," you muttered to yourself, sheathing your katana and taking a moment to scan your surroundings. Although you'd completed your mission, you could still sense that something was off. You weren't alone. You'd mastered the act of keeping your guard up now, but you were nowhere near as skilled as a Hashira, which is why you almost didn't notice the eyes up in a nearby tree trained on you. You grabbed the hilt of your katana, heart thumping against your ribcage as you sized him up. He was nothing like any of the measly demons you'd been fighting; he reeked of something you couldn't quite put your finger on. 

"Water breathing, first form-" You drew your katana, but before you could even assume your fighting stance, the demon disappeared. You couldn't sense where he was, but you could feel his presence. Collect yourself you thought, but before you could even turn to face his looming aura, your katana had been swiped from your grasp and your legs kicked out beneath you, leaving you defenseless. He laughed softly, throwing your katana to the side and looming over you. 

"I've been watching you…waiting for this moment for so long," he said, his voice dripping with excitement. You cowered below him, but he gently cupped your face, forcing you to look at him. You felt your heart drop as you stared at his eyes, realising the severity of the situation.

Upper 2 

His face changed to an almost concerned look as he noticed your fear.

"I can't stand seeing you scared," 

"W-What do you want from me?" You managed to get out, fear almost incapacitating your ability to talk. An upper rank wouldn't go out of their way to prey on a mere corps member. You were nowhere near a threat to him or the 12 Kizuki. 

"I want…to fill you with my blood," he gripped both sides of your face with an almost maniacal grin plastered across his face. 

"No. I won't let you," You glared, willing yourself to calm your breathing, desperately trying to mask your fear. 

"I've seen you, the way you fight is…breathtaking," he complimented, sighing dreamily. You'd always been given compliments on your fighting style, people often comparing you to a ballet dancer as you fought with pure elegance. 

"But-" his face contorted into one of concern. "-you're weak." his thumb swiped over your trembling lip. 

"You'd never make it as a Hashira," He pouted, feigning pity. He dropped you to the floor, and you used this opportunity to grab your katana and attempt an attack. 

"Water breathing third form: flowing dance," you struck him with your sword, but you were nowhere near strong enough to slice through. The most he got was comparable to a cat scratch, and yet pain coursed through you. Your knees buckled, and Doma stalked towards you. As a last resort, you pointed your katana towards him, and he just let it glide into him. In fact, he put his hand over yours and guided it through his stomach with a weirdly calm smile on his face. Doma was a demon obsessed with the beauty of femininity, so it was no wonder he took a liking to your fighting style. The fact that he knew you were of no threat to him only encouraged him; he felt like he could mould you into whatever he wanted. 

"Y-You're a psycho," you cried out, hand trembling beneath his as he pulled your katana out. He regenerated almost immediately, but the blood on your sword remained. This time, the blade pointed towards you. 

"Let me make you a demon, join me. We could be so powerful," 

You shook your head, cowering away from the tip of your blade, tears welling in your eyes. You never thought your own sword would be used against you. 

Doma sighed, pouting slightly as a freezing mist began surrounding you. 

"It pains me to do this.." He watched as you gasped, the cold air hitting your lungs. 

"Such a waste," he nicked your cheek with your sword, blood droplets appearing across the mark he'd made. 

As soon as the blood on your cheek fell, you saw a change in Doma's eyes. He looked…hungry, but not in a way that he wanted to eat you. 

"Marechi," he whispered, a grin appearing on his face. 

Marechi blood was often intoxicating to weaker demons, significantly reducing their cognitive ability, but more powerful demons have a high tolerance to the effects of it. Yours, however, seemed to be affecting him in a way you hadn't seen before. The scent drove him crazy, his rainbow eyes darkening as he hungrily loomed over you. 

"P-Please," you whimpered, fearing for your life. He threw your katana aside, wiping the blood from your cheek with his thumb, making you wince. He swiped his thumb over his tongue, the faint stain of your blood coating it before it disappeared back into his mouth. 

"I want to know how you'll taste between my teeth," his smile was that of a psycho, and you braced yourself as he honed in on you, expecting him to start devouring you. But it never happened. 

Instead, Doma nipped harshly at your neck, and you whined at the sharp pain before you felt the blood drip over your collarbone. He hungrily licked up the mess, and you felt your breath hitch.

"What are you doing?" You asked him weakly, but he didn't answer. He fed on your blood as you whimpered underneath him, helpless. He stood back to admire you, swiping his tongue over his bloody fangs. Your blood had stained the collar of your corps uniform, and he shook his head at the sight. 

"I'm so sorry, I've made a mess of you. Let's get this off," He smirked, undoing the buttons on your shirt and throwing it to the side. He hummed as he took in the sight, a helpless victim trembling before him.

"It pains me to see you like this," he dropped to his knees, putting his two hands on either side of your shoulders.

"Let me make you feel good," 

It's almost like tasting your blood had an aphrodisiac effect on him, his eyes clouded with lust as he grabbed your chin. 

You'd be lying if you said you hadn't enjoyed the feeling of him licking and biting at your neck, but you couldn't shake the thought that this was a demon. An upper-rank one at that. Still, the dampness between your legs wasn't going to do you any justice. You knew there was no point in fighting him off, he could easily just kill you. There were no other options but to submit to his will. 

You looked up at him, and he smiled down at you. It almost looked genuine. 

He brought his lips to yours in a hungry kiss, and you couldn't help moaning into his mouth as his free hand explored your exposed skin. His hand was cold, contrasting the warmth of your human skin. His lips found your neck again, the scent of your blood leaving him hungry for more. His teeth nipped at your skin, drawing more small droplets of blood. 

Doma had you completely at his disposal, and he relished in the fact. 

"You'll be mine by the end of this," he murmured, no hint of doubt in his voice. 

"I want to keep you forever," 

His hand found your nipple, fingers grazing over the perky bud before pinching it lightly. He watched your reactions closely, pinching slightly harder when he noticed your chest rise with a gasp from the feeling. 

"Please, I-" 

His movements stilled, and his face moved closer to yours.

"Please what?" 

You suddenly became hyper-aware that he wasn't touching you, all the places he'd touched you burned longingly as if he'd branded your skin. 

"D-Dont stop…" you whispered, and Doma wasted no time pinning your arms above your head. 

"I'm not going to stop…until you're begging for my blood," he smirked, and his hand slowly made its way to the hem of your panties. He effortlessly ripped them away from your body, the cold air from Doma causing you to gasp as it made contact with your middle. He rubbed a few teasing circles into your clit, your eyes fluttering shut as your head tilted back underneath him. 

"Look at me. I want you to watch your innocence wither away at the hands of a demon," You didn't hesitate, pulling your lip between your teeth as you watched Doma tease your clit. He didn't keep it up for long, moving onto your dripping hole that had been desperate for something to fill it. His glacial skin compared to your heat sent a cool chill up your spine, goosebumps appearing over your exposed body as he slowly slipped a single finger into your desperate hole. Doma studied your face, noticing every change in your expression as he pumped it in and out of you with ease, your lips parted, soft, breathy moans leaving them, and eyes trained on his

"Hmmm, such an obedient little human you are," he praised, noticing how you clenched around him at his words. His finger curled, grazing against that sweet spot inside of you once before slowing his movements to an agonising pace. You writhed beneath him, and Doma smirked as he watched your hips search for something more. 

“Please,” you breathed, and Doma’s free hand held your hips still as he teased you even further, his pace almost torturous. 

“S-Stop, please I want more,” you pleaded, and Doma added another finger as he pushed them back into you, curling them both into that same spot over and over. 

Your heart pounded from the intensity of the pleasure, and he could sense it. He could feel every fibre of your being as he filled you with his fingers. When he felt your walls tighten around him, he brought his thumb up to rub small circles into your clit to bring you closer to the edge. It didn’t take long at all before the intense wave of pleasure rushed over you, loud moans tainting the otherwise calm woodland atmosphere.

His free hand clamped over your mouth as he fingered you through your orgasm, moans muffled against his fingers.

"Perfect, you've reached a state of bliss," he smiled, and you fell limp beneath him. 

"At this point, I would've already devoured you," he ran his tongue over his fangs as he took in your fucked out expression.

"But I'd be a fool if I didn't try you out for myself, wouldn't I?" The sound of his belt unbuckling grounded you back down to Earth, coming down from your pleasure induced high. You watched as he pulled his pants down slightly, just enough to reveal his cock, your eyes visibly widening at the size. You could've guessed he'd be well endowed from the fact that he was a demon. You wondered if he'd even fit inside you, the mere thought of him struggling fit in your cock-hungry pussy almost had you moaning. 

"Don't worry," his hand gently grazed your chin, bringing your eyes to his instead. 

"I won't be gentle," he sneered as he turned you over, lifting your hips up so he could position himself. Despite his words, he started slow, sliding himself in inch by inch until he couldn't anymore. The stretch was unimaginably painful, tears welling in your eyes as his cock stuffed you full. 

"You take it so well," he hummed, claws digging into your hips as he slowly rocked his hips against yours. The wetness from your previous orgasm glistened on his length, his thrusts becoming easier each time he buried himself into you, pain slowly subsiding as pleasure took over. Your moans were high pitched and whiny as he used your hole, his cock reaching places that could never be touched by another human. Everything he did reminded you that he was a demon, but you didn't feel ashamed. There was no room for shame or dignity while he had you bouncing on his dick for his pleasure, completely at his disposal. 

"You have no idea how hard it is for me to not completely ruin you right now," he whispered, grabbing a handful of your hair and pulling you flush against his back. His pace didn't let up as he held you there, loosely wrapping his arm around your neck. 

"I'll have to save that for-" he groaned, cutting himself off, hips stuttering slightly.

"Mhm, for when I make you mine forever," His free hand cupped one of yours, urging you to touch yourself. 

"Make yourself cum for me, sweet angel," he maintained a rhythm again, slightly slower, but deep enough to set your nerve endings alight. You obeyed, rubbing circles into your already sensitive clit to bring back that all familiar feeling. 

He groaned as your walls tightened around him, the extra stimulation being just what you needed to feel the pool building up in the pit of your abdomen. He didn't stop, keeping the same pace as your fingers desperately urged for that sweet release, and you swear you saw stars the moment it hit. Doma held you as your legs gave way beneath you, fucking you through another orgasm, curses and moans leaving your mouth before your body went limp with bliss once again. 

Doma used your hole, giving you a few more lazy thrusts before he followed suit, hips stilling as he released ribbons of white inside your abused pussy. He placed you down after pulling himself out of you, a mixture of both of your cum dripping from your pussy as you laid there, drunk on sex. Doma redressed himself, and grabbed your katana that laid forgotten on the floor. You could only watch, your mind fogged in a state of ecstasy, as he walked towards you with a concerned look on his face. 

"My, what a poor, sweet soul!" He mocked, taking your katana and making a small slice in his hand.

"Come, drink my blood and I'll take care of you…forever," he smirked, knowing he'd won. You couldn't fight him off in the state you were in, one of his hands holding your mouth open so he could pour himself into you. 

"As obedient as ever," he smiled sweetly, scooping you up in his arms.

"Let's get you out of here, I'm sure Muzan will be pleased to meet your acquaintance,"

[warringwarrioridiot]

My gender is never gonna give you up

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Type "my gender is" on your phone and let your phone finish the sentence, then tag your moots to keep the chain going, I'll go first.

My gender is a little bit more intense than I thought I could have done

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[warringwarrioridiot]

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[warringwarrioridiot]

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Relatable tbh

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