#kimetsu doma

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Hi hi~! Do you still take requests? It's ok to ask for a reader who got into Doma's temple to seek refuge and then, Doma becomes in love (more like super obsessed and infatuated) with her? Then she finds out he's a demon, but Doma doesn't want her to leave nor kill her. Now she has to live with that terrible secret (thank you so much!)

Yesh yesh I take requests and I’d be very happy to do this! ^3^

You had been running from your family, they wanted you to marry an old man paying them a lot of money to marry you.

You didn’t want to marry him! You wanted to live your life for a bit before marrying someone close to your age! Not someone that was 30 years your senior!

You panted a bit before you shivered at the cold air, pausing as you looked up at the building. 

What was this place...?

It wouldn’t be much... But maybe you could get some shelter away from it all.

You were about to open the door before a familiar hand grabbed you.

It your father... Coming to drag you back... You could only scream and cry out for help as he attempted at pulling you back.

Your eyes could only shut as you struggled.

“My... Are you alright?” You heard a voice say... This wasn’t your father’s voice... Who was it?

You hesitated and slowly opened your eyes to look at him before you paused.

Holy shit he was gorgeous... You paused as you eye contact with his rainbow eyes. 

They were beautiful... You could get lost in them forever.

“Wh-...Where is..?” You began to ask as you looked around.

“Oh! The older gentlemen that was here? He left you in my care...” The man replied before placing his hand on your lower back. “Now come inside.”

You could only look back as you followed him in.. And you swore you say stains of red on the ground.

~

Your first few days were nerve wracking but the strange man who you had come to know as Douma helped you out!

He ensured you were comfortable and had everything you needed! 

There were mostly women here, so you felt more at ease. 

You had made many friends here! Though... Sometimes one of them disappeared... Douma either said they ran away or got married to someone.

It seemed weird but you trusted him! How could you not!? He saved you and gave you a place to stay! You trusted him with your life in his hands.

You had no reason not to trust him! He had provided you clothes and food! And he saved your life from an awful life. So... Why wouldn’t you trust him?

You could only relax as you sunk deep into the warm water. You were taking a bath before you saw Douma. He only wanted the best of course!

After your warm bath you dressed in the kimonos and robes that he recently got you. You know he would like it if you wore them after all! You wanted to please him!

You hummed as you calmly walked down the halls of the temple, women giving you looks, as far as they knew. You were Lord Douma’s favorite! They didn’t know why either! What was so special about you!? Perhaps you would be used in a sacrifice.

You hesitated before you slowly opened the door. Douma told you to just walk in... Not to knock, that you were welcome any time!

You paused before your eyes widened in horror at the scene. You could see the room coated in blood, body parts scattered. 

You covered your mouth as you recognized the hair pin of one of your bestest friends at the temple. 

What was happening...?

What was this?!

You stepped back a moment before you felt your self back into someone.

You slowly looked up, fear evident in your eyes.

“There you are..” Douma said as he gently grabbed your hand and spun you around the face him. “I was beginning to worry you weren’t going to show..~” He cooed as he pushed you into the room

You gasped as you fell to the floor, onto the pools of blood.

You could only watch in horror as he took the hairpin of your friend and place it in your hair.

“I always thought it would look better on your hair.” He told you as he cupped your face in his cold hands. 

“Wha... What’s going on...? What’s happening...?” You whispered as you tried to back away.

“I must feed somehow... Such a shame you found out..~” Douma said as he held you in your place.

“Are you...?” You asked quietly, was he going to eat you!?

Was he going to do to you what he did to those girls!? 

“I could... I could let you run and I could chase you down before eating you..” Douma said before he hummed in thought.

“Or!” He said loudly causing you to flinch.

“You could stay here! Keep my secret...” Douma said with a small smirk on his face.

Your eyes widened a bit, you didn’t want stay here with this monster anymore! But you didn’t want to die...

“I... I’ll stay here..” You whispered.

“Perfect... I’ll have wedding preparations set right away!” Douma said as he clapped his hands.

You paused as you looked in disbelief. What was he talking about!? What wedding!? Who was getting married?! 

“F-For who...?” You asked, a pit of dread forming in your stomach.

“For us silly! Who else?” Douma asked as he looked at you with a smile.

“After all.... I couldn’t let anyone know this secret...~”

[yutamayo]

cult leader able to pull the biggest amount of people into a Jonestown situation

Doma (Upper Two)

Geto Suguru

Creed Bratton

Voting ended onAug 16, 2023

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童磨 : Doma

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Flower Ring

📂 ᎒ 𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇

CW ᎒ douma (i think he's a warning himself), slight ooc! douma, implied death, attempt at comfort and humor

𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀/𝗌 ᎒ douma x gn!reader

𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍 ᎒ 909 words

summary ᎒ there's something wrong with the place you are staying, you know it deep down. however, you can't seem to understand what set this place so differently from other temples. so what do you do when you are faced with uncertainty and unease? you do something very familiar to you! in this case a flower ring.

𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾/𝗌 ᎒ yes i did edit this post. this is not what i originally written way back in 2022, that one felt ugly to me so i made a new one with the same prompt (lol). i don't know what to call this attempt but here you go. multiple grammatical/typographical errors can be found in here, english is not my first language!

Run. 

Run far away and escape. 

Run for your life and never look back, leave now. 

Maybe it was the winds, or maybe it was the nocturnal animals roaming at this hour, but one thing is certain. You must leave now. Indeed it is a nice night, quiet, slight breeze of winds from time to time, and almost peaceful. It wasn’t odd, no, in fact it seems like this is how the garden is every time the sun dips down and shines its final ray for the day. But somehow this night is different from the countless nights you have spent at this sanctuary.

Is it really a sanctuary? Perhaps yes, it feels like one to you and to countless people residing in this very temple. However, you can’t deny something is odd in this place, maybe it was your head making things as it didn’t know how to function properly when you don’t need to be on high alert. A coping mechanism? Perhaps, after all, have you even felt peace and safety before you stumble onto these walls? The world outside is cruel, you’re sure of that; it was never kind, gentle, or forgiving. It would chew you up, spit you then blame you for being so appetizing. Was it your fault that the world won’t stop for you? No, not at all. 

Some hearts and souls are just too pure for this place. Is it enough justification to mend the bruises and hurt you have experienced? No, but the world keeps spinning and you have to move along with it. You’ll get used to it and become part of your routine. However, your life inside the Eternal Paradise Faith is different, yes, it feels like heaven compared to outside the walls of the temple, yet you feel like something is lurking beneath you. 

Unsettling? Odd? Unfamiliar? Or Sinister? 

Maybe it's just your fragile devotion and faith to the supreme being speaking and manifesting itself; he doesn’t mind that though, if he could feel what you have experienced outside, he’d probably be doubtful of anyone promising salvation. But, if you take his words to heart, one of them wasn’t a lie or an attempt at comfort and justification, it was the truth about himself. He’d take you somewhere, a line you can trust. It was the truth after all, he’d take you somewhere you can reside, somewhere safe, peaceful, and perfect.  And that is exactly his plan tonight. 

It’s late. if demons exist just like what the elders have told you, you’d probably be a dinner meal right now or dessert whichever you prefer to view it as, and yet here you are still in the garden. Although the night can hide some ugly truths, or conceal dangers beneath its cool breeze and peaceful facade, you can’t deny its beauty and charms. The sky was clear, you can see millions of stars dance around the night sky illuminating it. Giving it an ethereal glow, as if a celestial being is about to descend from the sky. 

The twinkling of the stars gives you enough light to clearly view the garden space. It was pretty even at night. Perfect space to do what you always do to calm yourself. Others might use this time to sleep, write poems, build things, or maybe perfect their craft. But when times like this strike, and your fragile belief in him crumbles bit by bit, you always find yourself weaving flowers into a ring. It wasn’t new to you, your fingers smoothly danced with each other to create a beautiful but fragile ring. 

It comforts you for a while before you hear those same whispers begging you to run. Maybe connecting red ixora together gives you assurance most of the time because it was the only thing familiar to you in this place or maybe because it’s a tangible representation of your devotion to this found family. You lived in these walls for so long now, and for so long you’ve never felt alive, not even an ounce of it. But it's better than nothing, you told yourself. It felt more of a lie than comfort; truth be told. 

“I’ve always seen you in this place, is there something troubling you dearest?” A sharp voice called out, he's sharp and cold resembling an ice statue more than a human. 

“I was just thinking, I’d go to bed once I finished this ring.” 

“A ring? Your humor amused me, however, I’m not seeing any gold or silver with you right now.”

“Oh. It is made from flowers though, flowers from your own garden Douma.”  You showed him, the small ring sitting pretty at your hand. He gets closer, just enough to look at the ring more clearly. Adorable, he thought. In his mind, everything is perfect and at the right moment as if fate finally aligned for you or him. He wouldn’t do this usually at the garden, but the night was perfect he couldn’t let this pass. 

“Hm, I see. It looks perfect on you. But I do have news to bring.” You looked at him, this time directly in his eyes. In those hypnotic kaleidoscope eyes, you saw something. Something is different within those eyes and yet looking at him all you could do was nod at his statement.

“It seems the gods have picked the perfect day for your enlightenment my darling, it's time for you to travel to paradise.”

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