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[flame-resistant]

Hello! You can call me Purple, I am not new to Tumblr, but I am new to the MHA fandom community. Feel free to send some asks or chat! I mostly post when I can or feel motivated. 🧡🧡

I like either fluff or extremely dark topics, there is no in-between. Dabi is my fave and I want to give him head pats!

Love to make friends, but can be very shy/awkward so apologies in advance if I come off weird.

29 | INFJ | works full time so this is a hobby

[saphirune]

the og babygirl (to me)...

[tobytoon]

Based off of the Aniplex Lottery figure. Please no explicit sexual comments. Detail below the cut.

[moonsoupss]

Oops I drew his robe wrong... but it looks alright so it'll stay that way

[barbieraatko]

Drawing spooky characters during October. Day 6. Douma.

[epitaphys]

Douma’s fat boobs

[dendriticheep]

[dendriticheep]

sketchbook

[aeriael]

I’ve been neglecting my art but here’s a Dabi lineart I need to color.

[ryuu-lover]

Ayyeee Douma. He didn’t deserve the family he was born into. But good for me cause I can draw him all sad and stuff

[redundantz]

Saviour

[vrystalius]

Fell first, fell harder — Demons.

Who fell first? Who fell harder?

Pairing: Kokushibo, Douma, Akaza, Muzan x gn!human!reader

Genre: Fluff

Note: Since the hashira version got so popular…

Muzan Kibutsuji // The Demon King

He fell first and fell harder.

Muzan does not choose his partners willy-nilly. He is supposed to become the peak of evolution, the greatest being there is and was and so far, his human partners were rather disappointing. They cried and had to be killed once they found out the truth of his inhumanity, so none of them were around for long.

That is when he found you. You were a regular, almost boring human being. Nothing special. Or at least, that is what Muzan thought at first when he met you as the new apprentice of the florist he consulted every now and then, your face having dirt smudges and fingers small cuts made by thorns, but still you gave him the kindest smile he had seen in a while. You captivated him, just like that.

After courting and convincing you to move in with him, the presumed very rich businessman, and finding out that he is actually much more horrible than a regular man, and yet you continued to surprise him by showing barely any negative reaction. Only ask of you was for him not to eat humans in front of you, of which he’ll oblige.

It was hard not to fall head over heels immediately. Muzan grew fond and protective of you, asking you to remain in the infinity castle instead of his regular home to have easier access to both your lips to kiss for recharging energy but also keeping an eye on you for safekeeping. He is smitten.

☀︎

Kokushibo // Upper Moon One

He fell first, you fell harder.

It was hard not to fall for you. You are not terrified of his appearance like you’re supposed to, you’re warm, both with the way you act and how you feel. Kokushibo almost feels guilty for making you shiver a little whenever he touches your arm and you’re just… you.

You make him feel a glimpse of humanity, if he likes that or not is still up for debate. Kokushibo can relax around you and his shoulder’s relax for the first time what feels like in centuries.

But despite his heart melting for you first, yours probably vaporised. You loved everything about him. His quiet nature means that he is a great listener for your rambles, his tall body is perfect to lie on top of, his arms can do the grocery carrying (despite him not needing even a bite of anything you bought!), and he is quite gentlemanly.

So despite him being a terrifying demon, you can’t help yourself. Neither can he.

Douma // Upper Moon Two

You fell first. He fell much, much harder.

How can you not fall for him, seriously? Douma is handsome, kind, tall, compassionate… the list could go on for eternity. You‘re certainly not the first nor the last one to fall for his charm but at the same time you knew that your Founder probably will not reincorporate the same feelings for you. You were correct.

Douma had a lot more feelings about and for you than you could ever comprehend. The pleasure of feeling the sadness of heartache, anger arose by jealousy and intoxicating bliss when near you is making his head spin. He is almost overwhelmed and overstimulated by all these things he‘s feeling all at the same time— there was nothing for so long. You filled the void that has been aching inside him for so long.

Whenever you‘re not paying attention, he stares and admires you. When you visit him in his chambers, he could bounce of the walls and claw you by his fingers for you to please, please don‘t leave. Not yet.

And Douma has you, he‘ll never let go. Never again. You‘ll experience the full extent of his newfound ability to feel as much as your human body can handle, biting you, trapping you beneath his body and his presence always being nearby, no matter what time of day or where you go. Freedom? Why would you waste thoughts on that when you can instead think about your dearest and always nearest darling!

☀︎

Akaza // Upper Moon Three

He fell first. You fell harder.

Humans are laughably fragile, and so he did not plan to waste another thought on the idea of spending positive time with someone. Why bother searching out human company like Douma does? To let someone inflate his ego and hop onto his lap, ready to get eaten? No thank you.

Although he did tell himself many, many times that you are just a stupid human, going on stupid walks through the stupid woods at stupid night. Since you’re this stupid, Akaza will make sure you actually end up back home, as he did every night.

Therefore it’s not very hard for him to get over his annoyance about you being a silly human and actually falling in love.

You were the one that fell much, much harder. He’s sweet and attentive, always brings you goods that he snatched from closed shops and whatnot. Akaza likes spoiling you and knowing that you’re cared for, which you, of course, like too!

He’s incredibly attractive (which he doesn’t realise himself) and actually has a very kind heart beneath all the judging side-eyes and whole demon thing. You can’t help but to love him, even with the attitude

☀︎

💠

Author’s note. Thank you for reading!

I have so much yogurt in my fridge. I’m eating it everyday and I am sick of it, but I have to finish it… Eughuhhhuhuh why did I buy so many yogurts. Very proud of what I’ve written for Douma btw not sure why

Anyways, make sure to EAT, SLEEP and DRINK enough!!

Take care of yourselves <33 You are loved.

[vrystalius]

Soulmates — flufftober(-week)

He didn’t believe in soulmates, really.

Pairing: Douma x gn!follower!reader

Prompt: Soulmate AU

(Douma being a little more demon-ish in this one)

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Douma heard tales of the so called “Red String” that supposedly connected people by their souls, helping them find each other so they can life the rest of their lives united. Not even as a child did he believe there might a person that is connected to his soul. What soul? He doesn’t even have one.

Does he?

The first connection he felt between you was the first time his eyes spotted you in the small crowd of new followers. The words that were mindlessly flowing out of his mouth halted briefly, but he quickly composed himself and continued on with his usual speech. He never stuttered like this before— this was odd.

After your first arrival, you and him kept bumping into each other. A blessing, the others told you. Not everyone is honored enough to hold a conversation with the Founder!

Douma found himself enjoying the talking for once. Instead of it being a blessing or some kind of lucky moment to keep running into you, but he was actually seeking you out. His mind wasn‘t why he keeps coming back to you. You‘re just a meaningless human after all.

So why does he keep on looking for you? Why did he keep on craving to be with you? The urge to slice you open and crawl inside, your bloody warmth all around him… the idea is incredibly attractive to him, much more than the thought of simply consuming you.

There was no red string attached to his finger that has its other end tied to your pinky, but he can’t deny himself. Can’t deny fate itself. You are made for him and him alone and in exchange, his heart is all yours.

You‘re not sure how this happened, but Douma insisted on you wearing a pale rainbow ribbon wrapped around your wrist, matching the Founder‘s blessed eyes.

This way everybody knows this; you and him are promised to each other, body and soul.

Although he neglected to tell you this. It seems like you have no choice in this matter.

🎃

Author‘s note. Thank you for reading!

Idk what happened to the fluff guys, the yandere themes are just bursting out of me lmao. Also I noticed it way too late but this is the seventh and last post on flufftober, tomorrow I’ll be moving onto Whumptober! Although I will probably finish the requests that were sent in for flufftoberweek sometime soon

Here’s my spooktober event and all the lists you can ask from <3

Anyways, make sure to EAT, SLEEP and DRINK enough!!

Take care of yourselves <3 You‘re loved!

[diegosterling]

I got bored and did some traditional ink lol!

My babygirl Douma...

[doumadono]

Douma x Reader - general headcanons

DEMON SLAYER MASTERLIST

❄︎ Douma is basically the embodiment of gluttony. Not just when it comes to devouring humans, but in how he wants to utterly consume every pretty, lively, warm thing he can get his hands on. And you? Of everything in the world, it’s you he wants most. He doesn’t even know if it’s love in the human sense - he probably wouldn’t know how to describe it even if you ever asked him to - but every time you smile at him, it sparks something strange in that hollow chest of his. He’ll cup your cheeks with those ice-cold hands and whisper with a grin, “Ah, little lotus! I feel weird inside! My stomach is all wobbly, but it’s not like when I got poisoned before… Does this… Is this what love feels like for humans?!”

❄︎ He calls you every saccharine pet name imaginable: my lotus blossom, little snowflake, pretty petal - sickly sweet, over the top, but always in that sing-song voice of his that makes it hard to tell if he’s mocking you or genuinely adoring your presence. He just loves watching how you react.

❄︎ Douma’s clingy in an almost childlike way. And he doesn’t do personal space. In fact, Douma doesn’t seem to understand the concept at all, and even if he does, he simply chooses to ignore it. That’s why the rainbow-eyed demon will drape himself across your lap, rest his chin on your shoulder when you’re focused on some task, poke your cheek with a claw just to see you flinch. 

❄︎ He loves gracing you, literally. Flowers braided into your hair, little ribbons placed to your shoulders, anything to make you look even more like a living doll. You’re his favorite ornament in the entire Infinity Castle.

❄︎ Douma willingly listens to you ramble about anything. You’ll start rambling about something random or meaningless, and he’ll just tilt his head left to right like a curious puppy, even giving you a nod or two, sometimes letting out soft “mhm” or “ahh, I see” sounds, all with that empty smile plastered on his face. It’s because he’s amused by how your voice changes as you speak. “Mhm, mhm… Say that again, snowflake. I love how your voice hits that word, hahaha!”

❄︎ He often presses you against the walls of the Infinity Castle - or even the walls of his own temple - on purpose while you’re just walking together, just to hear your heart skip a beat. He leans in close, nostrils flaring as if sniffing out your fear, cold breath ghosting over the shell of your ear. In that syrupy-sweet, sing-song voice, he coos, “Why are you shaking like that, little petal? What’s got you so scared? Ah, calm down, calm down, lotus! You know I’d never eat you, silly!” Of course, he does it purely for his own amusement, savoring the thrill of your fear and the tension that radiates from you.

❄︎ Douma’s kisses are overwhelming. One second he’s all smiles, the next he’s crushing his mouth against yours, stealing every bit of air until you’re trembling and pawing at his chest, begging for oxygen. Abruptly, he’ll pull back with that angelic smile gracing his lips, pretending innocence while his rainbow eyes gleam with pure lust. “Oh, dear, forgive me, I think I got carried away again! But you don’t mind, right?”

❄︎ Douma doesn’t get angry often, but when he does - it’s terrifying. Though he usually hides behind that sing-song politeness, there are moments when the mask cracks. His smile doesn’t fade, but it changes. It stretches too tight, his words drip honey that suddenly feels poisonous. If you question his ways, defy him or suggest leaving, that saccharine tone of his sharpens like glass. “After all I’ve given you, lotus, you’d really abandon me? How cruel of you! Lord Akaza is mean enough to me already, hmm? Even our Master scolds me sometimes! You don’t need to be rude too, little lotus… That’s not very nice. I don’t approve of it, you know.”

❄︎ One of Douma’s favorite activities (besides devouring females and then whining about the dirty floors or the wooden bridges over his precious lotus pond) is having you brush his hair. He’s always so meticulous about his appearance. When you comb through his platinum hair, occasionally rubbing his scalp while softly humming his favorite melody, the demon goes completely weak in the knees. He leans back with that playful grin, eyes sparkling as he whispers, “Ah, little lotus… Just like that, don’t stop. You have no idea how good it feels… Your hands… They make me feel oh, so good.” ❄︎ Then there’s Douma’s secret room. The only place in the Infinity Castle nobody else goes into, where he keeps his collection - skulls arranged like trophies, vases holding preserved female heads with hair still cascading down. He’s oddly proud to show you this place, leading you in with his usual cheerful tone, “Look, aren’t they breathtaking? I couldn’t possibly let such beauty go to waste!” The air in there is heavy with decay, suffocating, yet Douma treats it like a truly sacred chamber. Sometimes he’ll brush and braid the hair of one of the heads, humming some melodious tune. Douma often glances at you, rainbow-coloured eyes glinting too brightly. “Don’t you see, sweet lotus? They’re just like you! Lovely things deserve to be kept forever!” And that’s the thing - letting you see that room is Douma’s twisted version of trust. But it’s also a trap. Because once you’ve been in there, you can’t just walk away. You’re bound to him, whether you like it or not.

@pixelcafe-network

[notevenbread]

Douma my love <3 my love Douma <3<3

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