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shycroissanti · 11 days
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Last post before bed, I was wanting to use some markers again ヽ(´▽`)/
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Just a silly drawing (*´▽`)
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gamergirl-niffler · 1 year
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Upper Rank Two || Doma
Requested by @shinjurorengoku
So sorry for the quality, but I work with what I have...
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dulaglutide · 11 months
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Aizetsu getting with the daughter of Uppermoon two and the clones reaction to that?
Doma is an overprotective father you can’t change my mind. Warnings⚠️: swearing
Hantengu clones reaction to Aizetsu dating Doma’s daughter!
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Sekido
He thinks Aizetsu has lost his fucking mind
He knows damn well that if something bad happens between you two Aizetsu and the rest of them are going to die by Doma’s hand
He is cautious when your around to make sure nothing goes wrong
He gives you and Aizetsu glares if you start being affectionate to Aizetsu in front of him
He will give Aizetsu a lecture about how stupid he is for doing this
But he knows there’s no going back now
He also starts treating Aizetsu a little bit better now than he used to because he fears that you might hurt him badly if Aizetsu starts crying because of him
He knows damn well that you know about how much of a bitch he has treated Aizetsu in the past
Karaku
Once it was announced that you and Aizetsu were together Karaku now had a mental note to never flirt with you
Karaku gets a little uncomfortable if your affectionate to Aizetsu in front of him
He didn’t think that Aizetsu was stupid for it because he is just happy he finally found somebody that didn’t have him experience constant sorrow
He does fear what Doma would do if you two ever broke up though
He will have normal talks with you without flirtatious comments
He isn’t scared of you he’s just scared of what your father is capable of
He is also scared of Aizetsu getting mad at him for the first time in forever
But he is very supportive and he thinks you two should get married ASAP
Urogi
Couldn’t give less of a fuck about you two dating
He doesn’t worry about Doma what so ever and he’s happy that you make Aizetsu less sorrow
He thinks Aizetsu is smart for dating you
He just wants you to be happy is all
He doesn’t care of your affectionate around him
He will be a little protective over Aizetsu sometimes just to make sure your not manipulating him
Doma
No
He is so overprotective over you it’s not even funny
He hates that Aizetsu is dating you
He would hate if anybody was dating you though
He is so overprotective
Aizetsu needs to watch out because if he isn’t keeping his guard up Doma will kill him
Doma will threaten the fuck out of Aizetsu when your not there
Sometimes when you come back from getting a drink Aizetsu is shaking in his chair and you can see tears starting in his eyes
You never know what happened though
You knew your father did something to Aizetsu but you asked once and Doma just laughed it off like it was nothing
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reine-uls · 2 months
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ferninapot · 7 months
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Can you write what it would be like sleeping/or just dating the top 3 upper moons? You can make it NSFW or SFW.
Thanks!
Okay.. Since this is an anonymous ask, we're keeping it pg-13.
gn!reader x top 3 moons / it gets a little suggestive on doma's section.
Headcanons under the cut!
Dating an upper moon
feat. nap time
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Kokushibo (Himosaurus Rex)
As a demon, he doesn't exactly require sleep. Nor is it possible for him to do so in the first place.
However, there are times where, just for the sake of it, he is inclined to share a bed with you.
To glide a hand through your silken strands.
To croon tender affections in your ear as you drift off into the realm of dreams.
He quite enjoys it when your head is on his chest while you both lay on your side, sheets strewn beside you. You can hear his heartbeat that way—and it reminds him that he is, in fact, alive.
He'll hold you taut in a gentle, yet unrelenting embrace—so you're sure he's not going anywhere. That he's solely there for you.
It's certain that those moments are the only time he'll truly let his guard down
And the sole instances where he'll feel genuine solace—unburdened by the weight of his loyalty to Muzan, his strength, or his battles.
Kokushibo is a rather traditional lover in that sense; his body speaks more than he does.
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Doma (Himalicious)
The same can certainly be said for Doma.
But since you're a follower—and his favorite one, at that—you see him all day.
Despite being the third strongest demon in existence, his disposition makes him far from easily manageable... At least, in Muzan's eyes.
Consequently, he finds himself rarely entrusted with missions.
And with an absence of tasks to occupy his time, he opts to keep you close by his side instead.
Very close.
The room he initially bestowed upon you now serves as little more than storage for the extravagances with which he indulges you, for you can scarcely recall the last time you slumbered beneath sheets truly your own.
"Come, dearest! Lay with me," he'd entreat, his voice suffused with mirth.
Best get comfortable. You'll be there for a while.
In his dimly shrouded chambers, sheltered from the sun's penetrating rays, the two of you recline in an intimate embrace.
Your back rests upon his chest, ensconced within the expansive, chilling embrace of his strong arms.
From there, he'll babble on about anything on his mind—and it'll always be far removed from his duties.
In the midst of those spontaneous monologues, you're reminded that he possesses a poetic inclination, and, perhaps more significantly, that he is leagues away from lacking tact.
Sometimes (a lot of the time) he'll permit his hands autonomy. They'll dance languidly—and knowingly—about your body, carrying his subconscious with them.
Every skillful graze against your flesh forces you to recall his main merit: that he is serious, and he does know what he's doing.
When his disciples are consigned to him, your sole abode is nestled within the sanctuary of his lap. Should you find yourself elsewhere, it is fairly probable that he would place the task of locating you at the pinnacle of his priorities.
He is also most certainly inclined to do the same before, during, or after sermons.
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Akaza (world's best Krispy Kreme employee)
As far as he remembers, you're his first
So he's awkward initially.
He loves talking to humans—especially those he battles against.
And you're no exception!
But he's marginally different from Doma.
He won't talk about philosophy and he is repulsed by gossip.
Just as he is with most things related to Doma.
Instead, when he's alone, and in your embrace, he loses his playfulness around opponents in exchange for a more cool-headed and gentle disposition around you.
It's kind of sweet.
He likes it when, while he's laying on his back, you'll rest your head on his chest—that way, he can embrace you leanly but efficiently.
Sometimes he'll play-fight with you to get you to bed. Tackling, tickling.. The likes.
But for the most part, he does fancy pillow fights.
If you're visibly exhausted or sick and refusing to rest, he'll fight you to sleep. And he is absolutely exceptional at it.
And when you do finally let up, he's by your side until an hour before dawn. It pains him to have you wake up by your lonesome, but it can't exactly be helped.
Still, Akaza makes up for it by ensuring he has time for you every night.
By ensuring that you know he loves you and your company.
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Okay. Sorry for the wait! I've been busy and writing this on and off. The sudden shift in style for akaza is a result of my not quite knowing how to characterize him; I really prefer the top 2 moons over him, but he is still very sweet.
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lilenee · 6 months
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Full drawing under read more. I finally finished this!
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doumadono · 1 year
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DOUMA & SICK GN!READER
MASTERLIST
when Douma finds out that you're sick, he becomes fiercely protective of you. He insists on taking care of you himself, and won't let anyone else near you. He's jealous of anyone or anything that might take your attention away from him. He'll insist that you rest and take care of yourself, but only on his terms
Douma is surprisingly gentle when he's taking care of you. He'll stroke your hair, hold your hand, and whisper sweet nothings in your ear. He's a completely different person when he's with you - his usual sadistic tendencies are replaced with tenderness and compassion
as your sickness drags on, Douma becomes more and more unhinged. He starts to worry that you might never recover, and the thought of losing you drives him to the brink of insanity. He'll do anything to make you better, even resorting to extreme measures
Douma's obsession with you only deepens as he takes care of you. He becomes convinced that you're meant to be his, and that nothing - not even illness - can keep you apart. He'll use your sickness as an excuse to keep you by his side, insisting that you can't possibly leave until you're completely healed, and that he's the only one to provide you with the best care
Douma has a bit of a fascination with your weakened state, finding it endearing how vulnerable you are when you're sick. He'll often check upon you, relishing in your dependence on him
overall, Douma's caring and attentive nature when it comes to you being sick is a side of him that few get to see. While he may still have his mischievous tendencies, he genuinely wants you to feel better and will do whatever he can to make that happen
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ineed-douma-sobadly · 2 months
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𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓰𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓮
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warnings !!: douma x fem!reader, mentions pussy & dick, being tied up, douma getting turned on, fucking, douma has feelings !!
lately doumas been feeling like you don't love him as much as you to and wants to apologize. He really wants to make it up to you but he's busy with about 100+ of people's complaints all day and night. One his days off is mainly his time for missions he has to go to and assort other business. All day while attending his  followers complaining, all he overthinks is you seeing someone else. So one night, he left in the middle of one without saying a word to the person leaving them clueless and staring at their leader who was supposed to be listening. that night, when he enter the room he saw you sleeping on your side like the most beautiful women he's seen (𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓸𝓹𝓲𝓷𝓲𝓸𝓷.) he came over to you wrapping one of his arms around your waist making you wake up a little.
"oh! I'm sorry for disturbing you." Douma said after noticing that you woke up. You gave him a reassuring smile that made him know you acknowledged him.
"I'm sorry for  having so many things to do I barely see you at all lately.  If there's anything I can do let me know. it that's ok~?" Douma whispered in your ear desperately. You where half asleep and couldn't think straight.
"I'm fine with what ever you do. Nothings gonna hurt me if it's half your fault.." Douma heard your soft tired voice and it made him weak.  You rolled over facing him now that you where somewhat awake. Douma started petting through your hair as you where right up against him facing each other. you started caressing through his hair also. doumas hand started wondering down your back  and rubbing on it. basically 𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰. your wrapped you arms over his neck as you where on the verge of falling back to sleep.
"Don't go to sleep yet my beautiful lotus~ I still have to remind you how much I cherish and love you."
The second he said that your heart immediately started beating in your chest. You couldn't tell whether it was excitement or fear. But however, you did look forward to it was you felt douma put his hands around your legs and lift your clothes up all the way. Before you could fully tense up he hushed
"its only me. No need to get all riled up"
you decided to get your self caught in the moment and started to undress him as well to get im into it to.
"aw~ Look at you! You want it too~♡"
you hid your face in your arm while smirking. douma got up and grabbed up a string from over on the side dresser. He grabbed both your hands and tied them above you. Your gasp gave him a chance to get his mouth inside your giving you a 𝓭𝓮𝓮𝓹 passionate kiss. While one hand was cuffing your hands. The other one was caressing between your legs. He was basically  soaking his hand with your juices before slowly going into your clit. The noises you let out made his dick twitch.
"Now, do you feel appreciated by me?~"
"I always have love." You said between trying to catch your breath.
"Good. But I think I wanna do this a little more don't you think?" Douma told you while sounding slutty as ever. You didn't even answer his question and spread your legs giving douma a silent answer. It was Botta be a very long time of just you and him you both wanted at that time. A night full of skin slapping together and sweet pleasure for both of you.
But the cultists on the other side of the door was disturbed by the lewd things they witnessed between douma and his mistress.
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OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG😍😋🥰🤤😪
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xoxo❗️
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pinkwisteria · 1 month
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Doma roots for Basketball-dono to kill Soccerball (Kokushibo) with a special cheer
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kirsteingf · 8 months
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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
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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,"
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c00kietin · 9 days
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showed my one of my friends this picture of Douma and said he looked like he had a plunger on his head, which I cannot unsee-
another friend of mine is now calling Sanemi Christopher and Gyomei John- help aoskjdfhjkldaasdj
ANOTHER friend also said that Gyomei looked like a mafia boss like-
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a-lil-perspective · 1 year
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Love how Muzan Kibutsuji, the demon king whose word is absolute, has no goddamn control over the upper moons. None whatsoever. They are rabble-rousers and very privileged and thus largely desensitized (except for Akaza who actually realizes he is indeed a subordinate and that makes him loyal af and super duper serious<3 Definitely Muzan’s favorite). And like. Mr. Muzan has been putting up with these decrepit motherfuckers for centuries and they have more or less been indicted for mere club vibes at this point and Kibutsuji just tolerates them lmfao. The scale of power is far less delineated. With the lower ranks it’s a totally different story.
Muzan with the lower six: “DEATH FOR YOU. DEATH TENFOLD. DISAPPOINTMENT. FEAR. I AM GOD. AGREE. DISAGREE. DID YOU JUST CONTRADICT ME. DEATH. BIWA WOMAN. WHAM. BAM. DEATH.”
Muzan with the upper six: (Upper 2 offering penance in embarrassment for inviting Gyutaro into the ranks who’s now dead, etc) “Douma. Keep your stupid eye. I don’t want it.”
Furthermore:
Lower moons failing Muzan and begging for their lives with unbridled terror. The most brutal and grotesque massacre. Dismantling (literally) of the lower ranks. Enmu being an absolute sadist and so goddamn weird that Kibutsuji just lets him be lol.
Upper moons failing Muzan and Douma being lowkey shitheads, super nonchalant, running amuck, terrorizing Biwa woman (Douma), fighty fight with Akaza (also Douma), Muzan grousing. Ubuyashiki family. Blue Spider Lily. Will somebody do their job. Douma get back here.
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gamergirl-niffler · 1 year
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Upper Rank Two || Doma
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spookydouma · 6 days
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Welcome to the Eternal Halloween Paradise Faith!
Here, you can always enjoy Halloween fun in my cult, any day of the year!
Let the spookiness begin~~
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datlokibumtho · 11 days
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This is Akaza
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Akaza likes his personal space
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This is Douma
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Douma also likes Akaza's personal space
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*inhale*
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lilenee · 8 months
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