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1 year ago

!!TW/CW GORE!!

!!TW/CW GORE!!
!!TW/CW GORE!!
!!TW/CW GORE!!
!!TW/CW GORE!!

love and hate drawing this man (*TใƒผT)b (reference from @ bengoetxearobert on Pinterest) Also if anyone knows if gore is a cw or a tw please do tell me idk so I just put both :โ€™)


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2 months ago

Your demon slayer art is fire๐Ÿ”ฅ

Sketchbook Scans

Sketchbook Scans
Sketchbook Scans
Sketchbook Scans
Sketchbook Scans

These are some scans of my sketchbook, I donโ€™t use any pencil and I never wait for my pens to dry before layering them so sorry if some faces look extremely wonky! Hopefully itโ€™s still nice


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7 months ago

[ KNY Infinity Castle arc spoiler ]

Rereading the part where Kanao mocks and insults Douma and I finally understand that in a way, she's gloating.

Douma and Kanao were raised in an environment where neither had the luxury to express their true emotions. They needed to act in a certain way to survive. When they finally found a path that allowed them to be more of what they were, Kanao managed to shape herself according to her choice but Douma couldn't.

Even if Douma has gotten stronger, he would always be in that cult, always performing sweet smiles and playing the role of a savior. He stays in the way he was as a human. He's like a frozen statue, unchanging. His human self wanted a change, a spark of excitement in his dull life and he thought being a demon was the answer.

Kanao is everything that he's not. She finds the will to change while he doesn't. Douma has more power than ever, he could go find something else about himself but no, he let himself be rooted in the same spot.

" Why were you even born? " Kanao probably has asked the same thing about herself, and upon noting the slight similarity between her and Douma, she represented the same question for him too.

The brewing hatred in Kanao makes her express great pleasure in seeing that she succeeded in denying her past while Douma still lives in that bubble. Her words spit venom because she can relate to him. Can't feel happiness, can't feel sadness. While he can't, she couldn't.

The difference between them relies on their choices and she feels such immense delight in a moment of spite to know that what she chose has become her strength. She made the choice to change, even in slow progress, but she finds the will to live instead only to survive.

It's such a brilliant choice to have Kanao battles against Douma, from the fact that the people around them are connected to that their pasts are almost the same.


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3 years ago
Yes, You Are, Douma.

Yes, you are, Douma.

Yes, you are.

I kinda dislike him but it's so fun to draw him ๐Ÿ‘€โœจ


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4 years ago

Jay and Douma fanartโœจ

Jay And Douma Fanartโœจ
Jay And Douma Fanartโœจ
Jay And Douma Fanartโœจ

Original manga scene

Jay And Douma Fanartโœจ

Jay belongs to @crazedfanofrandomthings

I got confused of Douma hair so I just did both of those hair colors.


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4 years ago

Douma edit ๐Ÿ˜Œโœจ

Warning: There are manga spoiler


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1 year ago

Hi hiiii!!

I saw your post that youโ€™re looking for KNY requests so I got one that Iโ€™ve been thinking abt for a while.

So, a Douma x reader where the reader is Muzanโ€™s only daughter (or offspring if youโ€™d prefer it to be gn) and Michael Jack- *ahem* I mean, Muzan doesnโ€™t really pay that much attention to her so they donโ€™t talk often. Sheโ€™s also only half demon so she can walk in the sun (but he doesnโ€™t know that for obvious reasons).

However, after Gyutaro and Daki were killed and all the upper moons were summoned, Muzanโ€™s daughter joins them bc he always summons her regardless if she cares or not.

Low and behold, the other upper moons see her for the first time, except for Kokushibo whoโ€™s pretty much known her all her life since heโ€™s the first. While theyโ€™re waiting for Muzan to arrive, she begins to have a conversation with the upper moons.

Her and Akaza feel neutral about each other, she gets along with Gyokko pretty well and Hantenguโ€ฆ is scared of making even eye contact with her since sheโ€™s Muzanโ€™s daughter.

When Douma sees her, oh boy, head over heels is an understatement. Instead of wanting to be worshipped by her, he WANTS to worship the ground she walks on. When she sees his unique eyes and compliments them, he melts to the ground instantly, asking Gyokko if heโ€™s in some kind of dream.

If you donโ€™t want to do this or you donโ€™t feel comfortable, then skip. Also, sorry that was long, I had to get it all out ๐Ÿ˜…

๐ˆ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ข๐ญ! ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐›๐ž๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฎ๐š๐ฅ๐ฌ (๐ฐ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ, ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฎ๐š๐ฅ ๐จ๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐œ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ) ๐ข๐ฌ ๐š ๐ก๐ฎ๐ ๐ž ๐ƒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐š ๐Ÿ๐š๐ง, ๐ˆ'๐ฏ๐ž ๐ ๐จ๐ญ๐ญ๐š ๐ญ๐š๐  ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ˜ญ

@warringwarrioridiot

๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐๐จ๐ง๐ž

๐‘๐ž๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ: (๐Š๐ข๐ง๐๐š) ๐‘๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐œ

๐“๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ž: ๐’๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ญ(?) ๐’๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ

Hi Hiiii!!

"๐Œ๐ฒ, ๐ฆ๐ฒ.."

๐ƒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐š

๐€ ๐ก๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐ž๐ฌ๐œ๐š๐ฉ๐ž๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฌ, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ ๐ ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ . ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ง๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ... ๐œ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ, ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐. ๐–๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐š๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ , ๐š ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ž๐ฌ๐œ๐š๐ฉ๐ž๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฌ. "๐…๐ข๐ง๐ž! ๐…๐ข๐ง๐ž!" ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ง๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ญ ๐ง๐จ ๐จ๐ง๐ž, ๐ ๐š๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐š๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ž๐จ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ˆ๐ง๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ ๐‚๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐›๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฅ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ .

๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž, ๐๐ž๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ข๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ ๐ž๐ง๐ฎ๐ข๐ง๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฅ๐ญ ๐š๐ฐ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฅ๐ค๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ง, ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Š๐จ๐ค๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐›๐จ'๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐œ๐ž๐ง๐ญ. ๐„๐ฑ๐œ๐ข๐ญ๐ž๐๐ฅ๐ฒ, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ž๐ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐›๐ฎ๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ฎ๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ. ๐€๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐š ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง, ๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐จ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ง๐ข๐œ๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐”๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ ๐Œ๐จ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ.

๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐š๐ ๐ญ๐š๐ฅ๐ค๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐€๐ค๐š๐ณ๐š ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ข๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก ๐œ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐๐ข๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž. ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐†๐ฒ๐จ๐ค๐ค๐จ, ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐š๐ฐ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐š๐ซ๐ญ, ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐œ๐ก ๐ก๐ž ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก. ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐‡๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ฎ, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐›๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐š ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐›๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ง๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ.

๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐š๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ž๐ ๐ƒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐š ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐š๐ ๐ฅ๐ž๐Ÿ๐ญ ๐‡๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ฎ ๐š๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ž, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ž๐ ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ž๐ฒ๐ž๐ฌ. ๐‡๐ž ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐€๐ค๐š๐ณ๐š ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐๐ข๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐š๐๐ž ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ. "๐Œ๐ฒ, ๐ฆ๐ฒ.. ๐–๐ก๐จ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐š๐๐ฒ ๐›๐ž?" ๐ƒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐š ๐œ๐ซ๐จ๐จ๐ง๐ž๐, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐จ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ž๐ฒ๐ž๐ฌ.

"๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ž๐ฒ๐ž๐ฌ.." ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ž๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ, ๐š ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ž๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ž ๐ฌ๐š๐ข๐ ๐š๐ฅ๐จ๐ฎ๐. ๐€ ๐œ๐ก๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ฅ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ž๐ฒ๐ž๐ฌ, ๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ. ๐’๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐š๐๐ž ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ฅ ๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ญ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ž๐ฑ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ. ๐–๐š๐ฌ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž? ..๐˜๐ž๐ฌ. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฏ๐จ๐ข๐œ๐ž? ๐€๐ฅ๐ฌ๐จ.. ๐ฒ๐ž๐ฌ. ๐–๐š๐ฌ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ฒ, ๐›๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ž, ๐Ÿ๐ข๐๐ ๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ? ๐€๐ฅ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฒ๐ž๐ฌ.

๐€๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐œ๐ก๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ฅ๐ž ๐ž๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐š๐œ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐. ๐ƒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐š ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ž๐ฆ๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ, ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž๐ฅ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐ญ ๐š ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž ๐›๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ญ๐ž๐-๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ? ๐‡๐ž ๐๐ข๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ. ๐–๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก ๐š๐ฌ ๐š๐ฆ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐, ๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐ž๐ ๐š๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐œ๐ค๐ฅ๐ฒ, ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐๐ฌ ๐†๐ฒ๐จ๐ค๐ค๐จ.

"๐†๐ฒ๐จ๐ค๐ค๐จ. ๐ˆ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฌ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฆ?" ๐‡๐ž ๐š๐ฌ๐ค๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐š๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐จ๐ข๐œ๐ž. ๐€๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ ๐š ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ž๐ž๐ญ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐Ÿ๐ญ ๐ ๐ข๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐›๐ž๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ, ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ ๐›๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž. "๐Œ๐ฒ, ๐ฆ๐ฒ..."


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Hey can I pls have upper moons with a goddess storm/ororo Munroe reader? Or a scarlet witch/Wanda Maximoff reader?

โ™ฐ โ˜… ๐–€๐–•๐–•๐–Š๐–—๐–’๐–”๐–”๐–“๐–˜ ๐–œ๐–Ž๐–™๐– ๐–† ๐–Œ๐–”๐–‰๐–‰๐–Š๐–˜๐–˜ ๐–—๐–Š๐–†๐–‰๐–Š๐–—

Hey Can I Pls Have Upper Moons With A Goddess Storm/ororo Munroe Reader? Or A Scarlet Witch/Wanda Maximoff
Hey Can I Pls Have Upper Moons With A Goddess Storm/ororo Munroe Reader? Or A Scarlet Witch/Wanda Maximoff
Hey Can I Pls Have Upper Moons With A Goddess Storm/ororo Munroe Reader? Or A Scarlet Witch/Wanda Maximoff

n.o.t.e.s - OMG YES, I LOVE THIS IDEA!

w.a.r.n - None, doma being a menace, and the reader not reading the room.

p.a.i.r.i.n.g - various!Uppermoons x godess!reader

w.c - 675

Hey Can I Pls Have Upper Moons With A Goddess Storm/ororo Munroe Reader? Or A Scarlet Witch/Wanda Maximoff

You slowly opened your eyes to see a man with oddly but bright rainbow eyes staring at you. As you blinked several times before pushing yourself far away from the man.

Before the creepy figure chuckled " She's awake!" his odd monotone voice, made your body shake. As you quickly whipped your hand across your body sending a gust of red magic going towards the unknown man before he quickly dodges the attack.

While you stood up, trying to balance yourself onto the ground. "WHO ARE YOU" you yelled, as you looked at the blonde-haired man, baring your teeth at him. Before you stared around your surroundings, you saw a bunch of peopleโ€”no demons. Staring at you, "What the fuck" you cursed under your breath, as the demons looked at you curious.

"Where am I" you barked at him, you felt your hands turning warm as your eyes glittered with red color. "You're in the Infinity Castle, thanks to the biwa lady!" he clasped his hands together, giving you a smile. You lowered your hands down. The color of your eyes flickering into their natural color.

"Where's the exit" you muttered, "A-"

"There are no exits" Akaza cut Douma mid-sentence, looking at your pissed-off figure. "What do you mean there are no exits, why am I here!" you yelled, walking to him but stopping mid-way.

"No exits, how the fuck did I get here" you barked, "You were here before any of us" Daki interrupted, you as she looked at you oddly.

She crossed her arms against her chest, she was young but dressed in revealing clothes, "How old are you" you said, pointing at her, "HUH? WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!?" she exclaimed, puffing out her cheeks.

"You look 14, and I don't think kids are supposed wear something like that" you said out, before registering what you said.

"HUH?!?" she yelled before she almost attacked you before her brother grabbed her. You cocked your head at her before you felt a strong aura spawning behind you, you immediately saw the demons bowing down.

Before you turned around to see a man, with black hair and red crimson eyes. His aura was creepy for you, as your body conscious started heating up, feeling your eyes glittering with color.

The unknown man gave you a look, that made you shake to your core. You manage to look at him in the eye, though fear paralyzes you.

Before his body-chilling voice ranged through the infinite castle. "What's the update on the blue spider lily," he said, nobody said anything, the atmosphere was tense.

"I said, what is the update" he yelled out, before someone spoke up, "W-well, Lord Muzan. The location of it is unknown, but I do have some information about" one of them, you guessed demons said. His whole appearance was odd to you, it was a body coming out of a vase, and his eyes and mouth were in opposite places.

"Well, are you going to be an idiot or say it," Muzan said, it was a flashed, that the demon's head was in his hand. Before the he started rambling about the information he had, when he was done, his head was throwing to the ground, as you at the head rolling.

"Since you guys can't find a simple flower, I found something better," Muzan said before he shortly degraded the uppermoons.

"You" you were snapped out of though, as he pointed at you.

"You're going to find it" he said, turning his body towards, shortly all eyes were on you.

"Me?" you pointed at yourself, "what is a spider lily" you questioned, deadpanning. "Huh," Muzan said, "Do you seriously don't know what a blue spider lily is" Muzan said, twitching his eyebrows.

"No.." you said, cocking your head to the side.

"Are you serious right now" he closed his eyes, and put his hand on his nose bridge, in a pissed-off expression.

The upper moons just looked at you incredulously, "So.. could I go home now?" giving him a smile.

Hey Can I Pls Have Upper Moons With A Goddess Storm/ororo Munroe Reader? Or A Scarlet Witch/Wanda Maximoff

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2 years ago
"๐€ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ž"
"๐€ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ž"

"๐€ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ž"

n.o.t.e.s - The animate version of Doma got my toes curling.

w.a.r.n - penetration, creampies, p in v, unprotected sex, fingering, oral sex (f receiving), non-con.

p.a.i.r.i.n.g - Douma x Fem!human reader

w.c. - 1.2k

"๐€ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ž"

You remember your childhood like it was yesterday, living in debt by your parents. Sitting down on the grass, with your dirty kimono and hair, was messy as well.

Your parents were in debt, barely able to afford food for you and your siblings, working day and night for you while you helped with your siblings until your parents sold you off to the Ogimoto house. While you sat down at the wooden vanity, you removed white powder off your face.

It wasn't hard for you to climb the ranks of the Ogimoto house; it was preferably easy because of your beauty which tricks many of your clients into spending a lot in the house.

You were now a high-ranked Oiran, earning the Ogimoto house honor for your beauty and body. Rubbing off the red pigment off your lips, staring at yourself in the mirror with your bare face, gently touching your skin.

Here you are, looking at your raw beauty in the mirror, covered by powder and makeup, the top of your yukata slipped down to your shoulders, showing pieces of your skin. Unsurprisingly, your beauty was a weapon against other houses, your price went up, and your demand was higher than other Oirans in the red-light district, making the Ogimoto house busy with business.

Before you got to stand up, you heard the sliding shoji door open. A silvered head man walked into the room, he wore a black-to-red kimono. "Oh, I thought Daki was here" he exclaimed, flicking his golden fans over his face, his multi-colored eyes staring at you menacingly.

Your screams were still in your chest, as your heart was pumping fast, "But you're a too beautiful and for me not for me to enjoy"

"W-who are you" you yelled, crawling back until you hit your head on the surface of the wall, you manage to take one of your sharp hair pins. your eyes still on the silvered-head man. He walked towards your shaking body.

"Does it really matter" he cooed at you, cocking his head to the side, giving you a eerily smile.

Before you can even protect yourself, he was face to face with you holding your throat. You tried to pry his hand from your throat but failed too, struggling to find your breath.

"Be a doll, and don't scream" he whispered into your ear, your eyes staring at him in fear.

"Nod if you understand, darling" he demanded, you reluctantly nodding to his demands, his grip off your throat

"Now, beautiful, you'll do what I say before I consume you. Take your clothes," he said, gently cupping your face, his sharp fingers grazing your cheek, making a little cut on the cheek, soon licking the blood droplet.

You obeyed what the demon said as you trembled to remove your yukata, His multicolored eyes looking at you while you stripped yourself of your clothes, every piece of it.

The last fabric slipped off, showing your bare body to the silvered-head demon.

The rainbow-eyed demon licked his lick, as he saw your bare body in a display of him, your hands fisted in a ball. You were too smart to go against the strong demon, but the aura of the said demon gave you a bad feeling, especially with the kanji that look to be carved into his eye.

The number two.

You never saw a demon before, but from your first encounter, there were fearful beings.

The silver-head demon walked to you and cupped your face, he force you to look into his colored eyes, "You are gorgeous, maybe even tastier than most women, what's your name" the demon exclaimed.

"Y-Y/N" you stumbled out,

"Y/N" He tested it out, "Y/N-chan" he smiled at you, before he placed his hands on your bare shoulder, looking at you up and down, "Daki wasn't lying how beautiful you are, you sure look like a oiran"

"My name is Doma, Y/N-chan" he analyzed you and your name body.

You could barely even respond, how quick his fingers were already side you, before you got pressed on the wall.

You stumbled a moan out, from the quick action.

Your breast up against his chest, his finger plunging further side you, before pulling it out of you, giving a quick lick of his fingers.

"Your even more delicious, Y/N-chan" he looked at you with lust covered eyes.

The beating of your heart seemed to be growing rapidly near him, "Y/N.." Doma said, before he cocked his head to the side.

"...Turn around and bend over" he demanded, giving you a creepy smile.

You obey Doma, bending yourself to the walk, gripping your hands to the wall, exposing more of your parents to the demon.

It felt like the tension in the room could be sliced with a knife, before you felt his hands taking both your hands with one of his own pressing it to your bare back, forcing your body into the wall, your breast squished into the shoji wall.

You watched his movement with the corners it your eyes. The noise of a belt coming off, made your body tremble.

It was normal for you in the district with your clients, but you never did this with a demon nevertheless.

You felt him lining up to your entrance, his member splitting you open, the searing pain in your cunt. The simmering pain, as you tried to just to his size.

Your walls fluttered around his cock.

His hips rolling into yours, jackhammering in your pussy, you felt the pain in your lower region, hitting your lips.

"Fufufu, who knew your this wet for me, y/n-chan~" he whispered into your ear teasing you, he licked the tops of your ears.

Your hand still binds together, his razor-sharp nails scraping your hips. The pain turned into pleasure as he frequently plunged into you, you curved your back more, and your moans ranged out.

You lolled out your tongue, and your breath got heavier, feeling your legs numbed. Your cunt was on fire before you saw white, moaning out loud, turn your head back to get a glance of Doma.

His eyes were still filled with lust and contentment.

Your head was on the wall, his cock getting further into your cunt, your moans ranged out of your lips, eyes watering. Your pussylips dripped off your juices and blood.

He placed his head on your shoulder, muttering sinful things into your ears, making you hotter.

He bit your shoulder before spilling his seed into you; his white essence dripped down your legs, your walls sucking him dry.

Before he withdrew his dick from you, you fell to the floor, mixed liquids dripping onto the floor, before he shoved his dick into your mouth, kicking the oxygen out of you.

"Suck it" he demanded, his cock coming out and in into your mouth. Slick coating your lips, dripping onto your chest.

You looked at him, your e/c making eye contact with his own multi-colored eyes, before he took your head, slamming your head to his pelvis.

His pelvic hair tickled your face, drooling dripping out your mouth.

His length hit the back of your throat, gagging on it, trying to get air into your lungs, before he spilled his seed into your mouth, he grabbed the back of you by the hair off his cock.

A string of spit connected his dick to your mouth, and your tongue lolled out, as you greedily tried to breathe in the air.

Your eyelids felt heavy before you turn around to see Doma already have his pants on, fixing himself together. He bent down to your level, "Y/N-chan, I will spar your life, but.." he put one of his fingers on his cheek.

"You have to serve me and suit my needs" he smiled, as he finished, before gently grabbing your chin, tilting it up.

Your face felt hot, but who knew that you would be here just fucked a demon and got cummed in, but you had to face the fact.

"Yes, Doma"


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2 years ago

Daki calling douma a perv is so iconic I love it!

Daki Calling Douma A Perv Is So Iconic I Love It!

Ikr, just look at this mf ๐Ÿ’€


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2 years ago
โ˜† KNY DEMONS X Fem! Upper Moon Reader
โ˜† KNY DEMONS X Fem! Upper Moon Reader

โ˜† KNY DEMONS x fem! upper moon reader

n.o.t.e.s - the sword arc was so delicious to watch literally, I just wanted to write something tbh. ๐Ÿ“ข

w.a.r.n - some crack energy, fluff, doma being a menace to society,

w.c. - 753

โ˜† KNY DEMONS X Fem! Upper Moon Reader

The strings of the biwa ranged throughout the infinite castle, summoning the upper moons to the castle.

From those few, you were already there due to Muzan's orders. You were trying to busy yourself playing with your h/c hair, waiting for the upper moons to span in.

It was pretty boring for you; you couldn't sit on the floor because of how uncomfortable it was because you managed to disobey his orders by helping some hashira. It was even a miracle that you didn't die because you managed to do it every time; some demons thought you were in a relationship with Muzan, so it wouldn't be surprising.

You were bored out of your mind, trying to converse with Nakime, "So Nakime wanna go out after this meeting" you chimed, clapping your hands together, looking at the biwa lady.

You lifted your head to see a upper moons before you, "That was quick," you murmured; you heard a familiar annoying voice saying your name.

"Y/N-chan," Doma's voice ranged out, his hand touching your shoulder; he irked everything in your body, "Did you miss me, y/n-chan" he gave you a toothy smile, and you looked at him with disgust.

"Don't be like that, Y/n-chan. Maybe we can go to my place and-' Soon, you found Doma's head on the castle's floor, thanks to Akaza.

His whole body was irked by Doma's presence, "Thank you, akaza" You gave him a smile that made Akaza blush, and his once-white face turned red.

You heard Doma's whines in the background calling your name

"It was no problem" he placed a hand behind his back, looking away from you.

You soon saw Daki and Gyutaro span in the castle, "Y/N!" Daki yelled at you before tackling you into a hug.

"Hey Daki" you smiled, patting her head.

"Y/N, I missed you," she sang out, burying herself into you, "Maybe if you're not busy, you we have a makeover," she exclaimed, "Sure," you smiled, "Daki, what about me" Doma whined.

"Go kill yourself, you perv," Daki yelled while protectively holding you, "Oh, hi Gyutaro" You smiled at him, and you waved at him supporting Daki's weight.

Gyutaro's cheeks turned light pink, and you giggled from the reaction.

Soon Daki got pulled away from you by her brother; the upper moon one caught your eye, and you walked up to him, "Hi, kokushibo" you exclaimed, he was mostly quiet, but you manage to get the word out of his mouth.

He looked at you briefly before muttering a 'hello' and walking away. You eventually saw Hantengu on the floor, cowardly to himself, and Gyokko talking to Doma with his regrown new head.

A swift wind made your h/c hair blow back as all the upper moons bowed to their demon lord, which appeared out of nowhere. You just stood there looking stupid, "Oh, Muzan finally you here; I was getting bored," you muttered still standing, crossing your arm, cocking your head at him.

The uppermoons were astonished at what you just said to Muzan, you're probably the only one that manage to get away with disrespecting Muzan without getting punished or even dying.

You saw Muzan's eyebrow switching at your comment; you smiled from the reaction.

He shot you a glare before your hand was force by what it felt like air to sit down but, which led to your face buried into the tatami floor.

It earned from sniggers from the upper moons before everyone was silenced by Muzan.

The meeting was quick and short by Muzan degrading all the upper moons except Kokushibo; your head was still stuck as you struggled.

You manage to get your head help by someone grabbing onto your waist and pulling you out of the floor. Whoever this hero was you were probably grateful, because Muzan manage to get your head really stuck to the floor.

But unfortunately for you, it was Doma, holding your waist. "Y/n-chan, we should do this more often" he exclaimed before you punched his head away from you.

Forcing his grip on your waist away before you whipped your head to the loud voice of Daki and Akaza charging to Doma's headless body.

"Get your hands off her, you pervert" Daki and Akaza yelled before jumping Doma.

There were crushing the stronger demon; you deadpanned at the sight. While the upper moons was busy, Gyutaro was laughing at seeing Doma being attacked by Akaza and his sister.

It was pure chaos.

โ˜† KNY DEMONS X Fem! Upper Moon Reader

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