#GOD. DOUMA.

[saetoru]

douma…..

[nagitosstolenhand]

the ages of the upper moons all together are really funny to me. i made a chart to conceptualize my feelings

[febuary30thday]

"I'm above you, you pathetic demon."

Yan! Douma x GN! God! Reader. (Reader's gender is not specified. I will refer to you as a deity, but you are a god. Douma does refer to you one time as "goddess" but it's only once.)

Being a deity was boring, it really was. Sure, you had divine duties to attend to, but that was it. You didn't talk to the other deities, make friends, or anything like that, because it was a foreign concept and seen as abnormal. You couldn't believe you were saying this, but you envied humans.

Yes, yes, you know, it's disgraceful, but you can't help it. Deities are just like humans, except for..... okay, a lot of things, but that's not the point. The point is, you wanted friends, and you decided to pretend to be human, even if for a little.

Arriving in the human world, you take in your surroundings, and find out snowy mountain. How nice. Well, time to just walk around aimlessly. Or, hold on. Who was that?

"Hello? Who was that? I know you're there." You ready an attack, in case this person was a threat.

A woman steps out of the shadows, and smiles. "Hello, my name is Shikata Yue. Who might you be? Why are you on this mountain? It's quite dangerous out here, especially at night, when the temperature gets colder."

She beckons you to follow her. "Please, don't stay inside, I wouldn't want you to freeze to death. You should come to my house, then you can be on your way."

You follow her, knowing that she has good intentions, one of the perks of being a deity is you can sense intentions in people, and hers were good. She takes good care of you, and you stay with her for the night.

Yue asks you a lot of questions in the morning, sounding like an overbearing mother, which slightly annoyed you. You answered them the best you could, also making sure not to give any information that you were a deity. It took a very long time to learn how to hide your divine presence.

Yue was actually really kind and she let you stay with her under the guise that you would help her out. She was a traveling doctor, so, you traveled with her and helped her out. However, that all changed one day, when she decided to travel out on her own in the night. You had heard rumors of demons, but you had never seen one, but far too many people claimed demons existed for it to be wrong, so, you went searching for her.

When you went to look for her, you found her bowing in front of a man, who was sitting on a beanbag. You had learned that in Japan, people take off their shoes before entering a house, so you took off your shoes. The man greeted you, and you could instantly feel something was wrong. That was in no way anything close to the presence of a man, much less a human.

What was that Kanji in his eyes? Two....Upper? Upper 2? Wait, you had heard of this. Demons.....the Twelve Kizuki.....Uppermoons....and....Lowermoons. Right, he was a powerful, high-ranking demon, but you couldn't prove it. You had to wait.

Thankfully, Yue was now one of his "followers" and you had to become one as well, because you had to follow her. You had found out some outrageous information. These people genuinely believed that he was a deity. How dare they? You were a deity and that was an insult to all of the deities.

One night, however, you had watched him leave with Yue, and she looked smitten. She had admitted to loving him and wishing he'd court her, so you just played along and pretend to be devoted. It was disgusting. You followed them, and found him feeding on her. He was eating her, but not in the way she wished.

It was disgusting. You should've listened to your gut and killed him when you had the chance. But then it hit you, gods weren't allowed to interfere in human business. But you just couldn't stand here and do nothing.

You attacked him, and he didn't seem surprised, he was enthusiastic.

Douma had known all this time. You didn't feel like a human, but you weren't a demon either, so you had to be something else. You were an actual deity, on how his heart sang! You were so fake with your devotion, just like him! But the more he stalked hung around you because of his new and obsessive feelings for you, the more he started realizing what you were. You had this divine presence, even if it was faint.

When you attacked him, it came in full force. You strangled him and he didn't move, only smiling happily. You were putting his hands on him! You, a deity, were putting your hands on him! You thought him worthy enough to touch him! Oh, and what you said next made him nod in devotion, submissive toward your every whim.

"I'm above you, you pathetic demon."

He nodded happily. Yes, you were above him, and he needed you to live breathe, survive, and thrive, you were like a drug, and he wouldn't ever give you up soon. Then, you started to walk away. No. No! He couldn't let you leave.

He grabbed you and you struggle in his arms for a brief moment, surprised. He looked you dead in the eyes, still blushing from the close proximity.

"You can't leave me, my goddess, the Paradise Faith Cult needs someone to worship, and I have the perfect individual in mind."

You were a deity, deserving of worship, and now, meet your most devoted, obsessive follower, Uppermoon Two, Douma. Good luck.

[sugaaz]

DOUMA ☆ UPPER RANK TWO

Happy Birthday Sky! @upperranktwo ♡

[a-lil-perspective]

Douma, running purely on his ability to rabble-rouse: You’ve heard of an elf on a shelf, now get ready for…

Douma, placing a garden pot on Akaza’s head: A pot on a thot!

Akaza: *standing up* Get ready for a bitch in a ditch because that’s where they’re gonna find your body, you little fu—

[pio-e]

Locked in for mocks tmmr 😭😭

[blueberrypie20]

"What'll happen to your ocs after the final battle???"

I have only two OCs so it'll be easy for now XD. info under the cut!

Jun'ichi: He fights and beheads Nakime, but his heart nearly stops, he has a freefall and crashes into the floor with sm scars already, so he leaves the infinity castle but REAL HARMED. Manages to fight Muzan (even stabs one of his hearts out! Revenge for Tae-Jun 😋) and falls in a comatose right after sunrise (his heart nearly stopped again in there. XD). He's unconscious for more than half a year. He lives on, with his illness cured, but loses his vision completely due to detachment of the retina and has many many scars all over his torso and body.

Roqia: She fights douma, however loses an arm. Leaves the IC but loses her other arm to Muzan and he later beheads her. She didn't have time to bid anyone goodbye and everyone gets sad by reading the note she left in her uniform in case she died :( (she gives her belongings to people she likes. Her ring & earrings go to Makoto ☆)

@larz-barz @iincogneeto @love-stvrs @pinkwisteria @misty-sees-you

[spookslovesmeowmeows]

when your kny phase is over and you’re entering your Jjba phase while having a half finished Douma smutfic in your drafts:

[guubiiz]

i finished demon slayer back in like .. 2020? or whenever the manga finished, but i shld probably watch the anime

[ask-icedouma]

lil update + irl stuffs ヽ(´□｀。)ﾉ

Sorry that mod hasn't been active as of late, I have been kinda in a slum lately. I have no guarantee when I'll answer questions consistently but mod really appreciates that you guys still enjoy this blog.

I haven't been doing well irl as of late because of my long time depression (ongoing for +15ish years wild) and because of this I've been failing my studies a lot. As of late I'm finally getting a little help as of going to my very first official therapy session.

I said official because most of the time I've only gone to temples. My family has been believing that I've been possessed by evil spirits my whole life and its pretty annoying. Tho I'm also sure that this is something common with our religious believes so I don't fully blame them. I've been trying and begging them to bring me to one for the longest time and it's finally happening! I don't know if it will help this time but it's some progress I'm willing to take.

Also! I feel sorry somehow for not interacting much. I've been wishing to talk to some of you/mutuals to get stuff of my mind or just talk about silly stuff but because most of you are writers I'm too intimidated sadgfhj if only I was literate *fist clenching and sulking*

Lastly here's some pictures of derpy Douma for reaching the end of this post.

[the-weiner-master]

"If hell isn't real then I'll create it for you" is the most raw line in history and it came from INOSUKA HASHIBIRA

[flametrashiraarchive]

why am I forced to work for a living when instead i could be making out with Muzan Kibutsuji

[voidfartm]

this is how it feels liking douma in a group that thinks he’s a freak

[hisohisoart]

Eternal Paradise

[deathly-toxins]

@fallesto - “Don’t you want to be saved?”

He was convinced now.

The world wanted him AND his sister dead. There was no other rhyme or reason, no reason for these twisted as hell adults to burn his poor sister alive like they had. He should have been there, he SHOULD have been with her today..

But no, no he had to be out scrounging for what ever few coins he could find to at least get Ume something to eat. Something to stave off starvation just another day. Stupid.. STUPID!

He'd kill them, he'd kill every last one of them if this world let his sister die. So he cried out, he held her charred body ever so close, hoping that something.. someone.. anyone would listen.

But it was no god that listened, no Buddah...

"I don't care about myself! I just want to save my sister! She doesn't deserve this! She never deserved this!" Tears were falling down his face like waterfalls, even if the temperature was far below freezing. They burned with fury, anguish and hatred.

"Please.. Please you have to save HER! I.. I don't care the cost!" He was begging now, he didn't care if this strange man had limbs dangling around him, he didn't care if the cold air reeked of death. The blood staining the ground meant nothing to him, only Ume in this moment.

Only her fading heart beat and breath.

[sunhated-a]

!! upper one this upper one that... what about upper two... :c

Ah, the Second Moon.

Muzan has to thread carefully with that one. As he knows well, too much water spoils the flower and threatens it to drown. So he must withhold his affections. He must cut the twisted branches with cold and precise cuts so it grows properly.

So does a God tend to his follower, for he must be a source of both endless mercy and cruelty both. The hand that comforts and the hand that ruins. But, with every trial his faith grows; and so does his god's love.

Drip feeding him bits of love, enough to break a fast. Muzan must ensure he does not starve— he has no use for starving demons, after all.

Always demanding, the promise of fulfillment always one step away, one more trial away, just one more sacrifice.

Perhaps one day.