#douma <3

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Douma x Cook!Reader. He gets sooo entertained when you suggest making a meal for him. He can't eat it silly, don't you know? He simply despises the texture and the scent of herbs is disgustingly abrasive. Perhaps if you ask he will taste it. He'll give into discomfort if only to mock you for it. He can't digest it after all; he'll have to claw it out once he's done. But look at you so eager to feed him. He'll try it! With such sly eyes staring you down he's ready to coo at your failure. He'll indulge these whims of yours.

And what a surprise it is when the near-raw meat ends up being human flesh. You, a human and such a precious pet, dirtied your hands to please him? It's an amalgamation of the tastiest of meats marinated in something he deems vile, but it works so wonderfully. It's so perfect and heavenly... he can't seem to get enough as he scarfs down the meal and dares to ask for seconds. How peculiar you are, truly, that you would stoop to kill just to keep his belly full. What else will you come up with he wonders.

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douma is crazy cuz he’ll make you cum until your knees buckle n your face is pressed to the floor—n even then—but sometimes he just pets on ur hair to hear u purr

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Douma x chronically ill Reader where he finds you, the last alive after a few demons massacred the village, all alone and looking glum. His instinct tells him to kill you, to take pity on your fragile self and devour you so that you may live through him. But he hesitates when you speak. You tell him you wish to live. You want to experience the world for what it is and to see it through your own eyes. Reap everything you can from such a short experience. And Douma? You look so weak and he promised to be gentle, to be quick... but he doesn't kill you. If that is the paradise you seek then perhaps he could entertain it. Especially when you say it with such certainty and determination. Especially when you look at him through such just human eyes.

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Feverish Reader being cared for by Douma (Douma sticks cold, honey-coated fingers into your mouth).

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Back to finger sucking actually... Douma would want to suck on yours. He would, he definitely would. Yes it's fun to do the inverse, where he pushes his fingers down against your tongue, but... But Douma wants your fingers in his mouth. He wants his fangs to make tears in your skin. He wants to sip on that flavourful blood. He wants to exaggerate a moan around your fingertips. Whether you want to or not, he will do it with a perfect submissive act to top it off.

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Warnings: Major Gore (eating a body from the inside out), Cannibalism, Vore(?) -> Dead Dove + MDNI , ~ 180 words

If Douma ever got his hands on tiny, mouse-demon Reader there would be this sick sort of depravity frosting up his insides. Something that titters on the edge of masochism tinted vile with amusement because he would pick you up by your tail, blood running from the pinprick of his claws, only to swallow you whole with a cheery hum.

He thinks it's so funny: the way he forces you to eat your way out. He ravishes in the pain brought by your teeth. That agony as you tear through the muscle and fascia and claw your way through his organs. You need to be fast, don't you know that, or else he'll heal around you. His body is built to trap you inside and to feel you struggle in the noose of his guts.

Oh, the joy that pushes at the apathetic fog of his mind when you emerge sick on the blood of an Upper Moon... He picks you. He squeezes at your tummy. It was an exquisite feeling. Maybe he should do it again.

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Tiny Reader, perhaps even a mouse demon no bigger than a slayer's clenched fist, that finds their way into the palm of Douma's hand. How curious he finds you. How mildly amusing he thinks you must be. Such a weak, little thing forced to trust the third strongest demon. You're adorably pathetic. If he so wanted he could crush you over and over again. He won't. No, but he could and he thinks that's priceless.