Greetings! May I Request Some Doma Soft Vore? Maybe With A Reader Insert Or Even Akaza?

Greetings! May I request some Doma soft vore? Maybe with a Reader insert or even Akaza?

( Akaza or Reader) is going through an emotional state where he/ they actually start having panic attacks and hyperventilating? If not Reader- I am new and don't know if there are rules where Reader inserts are not allowed on this blog- then Akaza! Have a gorgeous week!

(Here’s your fic request! I honestly had a lot of fun writing it and I hope that you enjoy just as much as I have. I was kinda afraid of writing Douma, but I don’t think I did a bad job. If you have any criticisms, leave them in the comments!)

No One Will Hurt You

(A Douma x G/N reader vore fic)

Warning: Panic attack, mention of death, PTSD, and comfort vore.

Today had been a great day for Douma. The time of worship at The Paradise Faith church had gone exceptionally well and none of his followers had to be punished. Although he was confused by one thing. You were absent from the church today.

He knew that you loved him dearly, so your absence was worrisome. Once all the preparations and rituals had been completed, Douma headed straight back to his home. Luckily, your home wasn’t too far from the church, so he was able to get there quickly. “Darling! I’m home!” He sang as he opened the sliding door.

It was quiet and dark inside the house. Again, this was also unusual. You would always greet him with a hug when he came home, so this worried him even more. “Darling, are you home?” He asked with a slight hint of worry. Douma knew that something was wrong.

The house was clean as it usually was, but there was a feeling of dread all throughout the house. Douma made his way over to the bedroom, hoping that you were there. Once he got to the bedroom door, Douma pressed his ear against it. He heard panicked breathing and soft sobs. Douma gently opened the door and said, “Darling?”

You were on the bed with your hands on your chest. Your breathing was irregular and you didn’t seem to notice Douma opening the door. Once he saw you, he immediately rushed to your side. He gently picked up your feeble human body and put you close to his chest. “Oh my.. What’s wrong?”

You couldn’t catch your breath, despite his presence. He knew that humans suffered from these events. “Panic attacks” he remembered that’s what you called them. He had never experienced one himself, but he knew that they were agonizing. “You poor thing.. here I know what will calm you down.”

Douma has helped you with these panic attacks before, so he knew what to do. He gently picked you up and put your head into his maw. Your breathing was still irregular, but you calmed down a bit when you felt the warmth of Douma’s maw. Douma then slowly started to swallow you. The warmth and plush like walls of his throat and belly were always enough to calm you.

Douma’s throat was like a soft, squishy tunnel that carried you down further and further into his body. He gently purred as you made your way down. Douma traced your body with his hand as you were being carried to his belly.

His belly was soft and warm. It was like a big pouch that you could curl up in. The plush walls moved gently around you. Douma’s belly made wonderful soothing sounds that always put you at ease. It was here that you were able to calm down. You were able to feel safe.

Douma sighed as he put his hand on his enlarged belly. “Are you okay, sweetheart?” Your breathing was still harsh, but you were able to speak now. “Yeah…” He was happy to hear that. He hated seeing you in pain. Although he didn’t feel it himself, Douma couldn’t bear the thought of seeing you hurt.

“Now tell me.” Douma said sweetly. “What happened?” You were quiet for a minute. “I..may have seen my mother’s killer..” Douma nearly gasped at this news. He remembered that you told him that your mother was killed a few years ago. They never caught the killer, so you used to live in constant fear until you met him.

“You did?…” He said softly. Douma gently rubbed his belly, hoping to soothe you. “Yeah, he didn’t notice me though. I was trying to get some candles for the cult when I saw him..” You winced through your tears. “Is that why you weren’t there to worship today?” Douma asked in a concerned voice.

“Yeah..I hope that you’re not mad.” Douma shook his head. “No, dear I’m not mad at you..I may not understand emotions that well, but I know that must’ve been hard for you.” You started to sob into the soft stomach walls. Douma heard your cries and held his belly close.

“I’ll find him, dear, and I’ll make him pay. Do you understand?” You nodded inside his belly. “I do..” Douma sighed in frustration. “Do you remember what he looks like?” You snuggled into Douma’s tummy. “He had brown, short hair, long legs, and a strange scar on his eye. He wore a black and green kimono and crimson pants.”

Douma nodded. “Thank you. I promise to find him by the end of the day.” Although you wanted him to go after the killer, you didn’t want to leave his side just yet. “Douma..” You said with a tired voice. “Yes?” He replied with a sweet hum. “Would you mind staying with me for a little while? I’m not really ready for you to leave.”

“Why of course!” He held his belly closer as he started to hum a gentle tune. Although he was a demon, he truly did care about you. Douma would stay by your side for as long as you needed him. But one thing was for sure. He will find the killer and make him pay for what he did to you.

Hi there :) Lovely page💕 Could you please write some Tanjiro x Zenitsu comfort vore from your AU where Tanjiro is half-demon? They are so cute! Love them! ✌️

(Sorry it took a bit to get to your request. I had a bunch on my plate these last few days. Tbh, you have no idea how much I enjoyed writing this! I’m honestly so happy that someone requested something for my AU! Anyways, here’s your fic and I hope you enjoy it!)

For anyone who doesn’t know the AU, the master post is here

When The Emotional Support Needs Comfort

(A Half-Demon! Tanjiro x Zenitsu Fanfic)

Warning: This story contains soft vore and a bunch of fluff

It had been a long day for Zenitsu. His latest mission had separated him and his half demon boyfriend, Tanjiro. To the blonde, Tanjiro was his emotional support and the source of his courage, so not having his company on a mission was dreadful.

Luckily his mission wasn’t all that difficult. Ever since Tanjiro became the demon king and a half demon, there haven’t been that many demon attacks due to them converting into beings like Tanjiro. However, they still had to deal with some nuisances that refused to convert. So they occasionally had to put up with them.

Zenitsu had been sent to deal with one of these nuisances. The demon was nothing compared to what he has dealt with before, but that didn’t stop him from panicking though. After dealing with the little devil, Zenitsu rushed as fast as he possibly could to get home.

It took roughly ten minutes to reach the house that they were assigned to stay in. It was quite a cozy place and it supplied everything they needed. The walls and floors were squeaky clean and each of them were given quite a bit of yen to spend on food.

“I wonder how they’re able to provide all of this.” The blonde thought as he walked through the brown, double doors. His sparrow sat on his shoulder, chirping happily. “Tanjiro~” Zenitsu sang. “Are you home?”

He heard a soft growl coming from the left hallway. Zenitsu spun himself around to see a set of glowing red eyes. “Hello, Zenitsu.” Tanjiro purred. “How was your mission?”

“It wasn’t as bad as I thought it was gonna be.” Zenitsu chuckled . “I still panicked though.” Tanjiro softly smiled and outstretched his arms. “Aww come here.”

Zenitsu almost leapt into his lover’s arms. “Tanjirooo, I missed you!” Zenitsu winced. Tanjiro chuckled and rested his head gently on Zenitsu’s. “I missed you too, dear.”

Zenitsu melted into the demon’s embrace. He listened to the soft sounds coming from Tanjiro’s chest. The demon’s kind and gentle heartbeat was always able to soothe Zenitsu. However, something was different. A sound of distress caught the blonde’s attention.

“Come on, darling.” Tanjiro let the blonde go and took him by the hand. “I bought us some rice balls on my way here.” The demon gently led Zenitsu into their bedroom. All the while, the blonde wondered what could Tanjiro possibly be hiding.

The demon hid his pain quite well. Zenitsu knew that Tanjiro would rather keep his problems to himself than worry his friends. The only way to make him take care of himself was to make him confront his problems and that was exactly what Zenitsu was going to do.

“They’re right over here.” Tanjiro approached the dimly lit nightstand and pulled out a small white box. “I’m not that hungry right now, so I’ll just eat mine later.” The demon sat on their futon and opened the little, white box.

Zenitsu gave him a small smile and picked up one of the treats. “Thank you.” He said softly. The warm rice ball sent a very special memory into the blonde’s mind. It reminded him of when they first met.

Zenitsu took a small piece of the top and gave it to his sparrow. “I bet you’re hungry too.” He said sweetly. The small bird took the piece, chirped with gratitude, and flew to its cage in the corner.

“How sweet.” Tanjiro purred as he crossed his legs. Zenitsu took a bite of the treat and sat in front of the demon. Tanjiro gently played with the blonde’s hair as he ate. Tanjiro’s silence was another indicator that something was wrong.

Once he was finished, Zenitsu cleared his throat. “Hey, Tanjiro.” Zenitsu asked, concern gripping his voice. “What’s wrong?” The demon tilted his head in confusion. “Well uh.. are you okay?”

Tanjiro seemed even more confused. “Of course I am. Why do you ask?” Zenitsu sighed. “Tanjiro, I know when you’re lying, so come on. Tell me what’s wrong.”

The demon chuckled while rubbing the back of his neck. “Heh, you got me.” Tanjiro sighed heavily. “Well on my mission, I had to save this poor girl from one of the more conservative demons” Zenitsu nodded, giving Tanjiro his full attention.

“And well.. when I finally killed him, she ran away screaming. She probably thought that we were fighting to eat her. I knew that she didn’t know who I was, but it still hurts. I don’t want anyone to fear me.”

This tugged at Zenitsu’s heart. He knew that Tanjiro would never hurt an innocent soul, even as a half demon. “I’m so sorry. I know you wouldn’t hurt anyone!”

Tanjiro gave him a soft smile. “Thank you, Zenitsu.” However, the demon returned to his thoughts. “To be honest, I’m still not sure if I can trust my demon side.”

Zenitsu’s mind scrambled to find a way to comfort him. It was pretty hard to do so, since the blonde was usually on the other end. “Maybe if..” Zenitsu mumbled.

“Hm? What’s wrong?” Tanjiro asked curiously. Zenitsu sighed, worried that his decision might fail. “Well I trust you, Tanjiro. If I didn’t, would I be willing to do this?” Much to the demon’s surprise, Zenitsu stuck his head and shoulders into Tanjiro’s maw.

The demon was taken aback by this gesture. Zenitsu was usually afraid to be eaten, but now he was willing to be devoured. The blonde gently relaxed in the demon’s maw. It was surprisingly warm and soft.

A sudden anxiousness came over the blonde. “I..I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have done that! It must be incredibly weird to you!” Zenitsu cried.

Strangely, he felt Tanjiro patting his back. Truth be told, the demon wasn’t weirded out at all. He knew that all Zenitsu was trying to do was comfort him. Tanjiro gently started to swallow the rest of the blonde’s body.

Zenitsu started to relax once more as he felt his body going deeper and deeper into his lover. “Thank you.” The blonde murmured as he entered the demon’s throat.

Tanjiro’s swallows were swift and gentle. He had to be careful not to let Zenitsu get scratched by his fangs. All he wanted to do was to hold Zenitsu close and enjoy his comfort.

The demon’s throat was warm and dark. Zenitsu could hear Tanjiro’s soothing sound a lot better here than outside. The blonde let his body be soothed by the soft sounds and warmth.

Tanjiro was quick to finish his comfort food. The weight of his lover had finally entered his belly and the sudden fullness almost overwhelmed him. Tanjiro gently held his bloated tummy close to him and purred, “Are you okay in there?”

The demon’s stomach felt like a warm and protective blanket to Zenitsu. He lavished in the warmth and gently cuddled up to the soft, plush walls. He could hear Tanjiro’s muffled voice from the outside. “Yeah, I’m okay!” Zenitsu replied. “Uh., sorry. I didn’t mean to weird you out.”

“You didn’t weird me out.” Tanjiro purred as he started rubbing his belly. “This is actually quite soothing. Thank you.” Zenitsu could feel his face turning red. “I-it’s no problem. This is actually pretty comfortable.”

Tanjiro smiled to himself. “I’m glad to hear that. We should probably get to bed soon. We both had a rough day.” Zenitsu gently rubbed the walls around him. “Yeah we probably should. Could we also do this another time?”

The demon chuckled, “Of course!” Tanjiro gently tucked himself into the futon and curled up protectively around his belly. “Thank you for comforting me. I love you, Zen.”

Zenitsu nuzzled into the soft walls. “You looked like you needed it.” He chuckled. “I love you too.” And with that both the demon and the blonde fell asleep in each other’s embrace.

Can I request a kokushibo x reader who invented fortune breathing,can sense of good and bad fortune is headed her way,she is just used by the other demon slayers and sacrificed for the good of all. He finds her injured and helps her out,vore yes please,same size and we has short white hair

Love your writing 😍

(Sorry this took so long! I’ve been dealing with a lot of issues, but I finally got this done! I hope you enjoy it!)

Mixed Fortune

(A Kokushibo x Fem! Reader Fic)

Warnings: Blood, betrayal, slight fearplay, and soft vore

How could this happen? How could your so called “friends” leave you to die? Your wounds were severe. Large scratches covered your body and your leg was shattered. You held on to your sword as you used Total Concentration: Constant to ease the pain.

“God damn it!” You whispered harshly to yourself. The pain in your leg was awful, but the pain in your heart was immeasurable. You thought your friends cared about you, but they only cared about your breathing style.

Your breathing technique allowed you to see if good or bad fortune was heading your way and your group mates had you use it constantly. It was almost like they were always insecure about their own decisions. The unfortunate thing about your technique was using it took a lot of energy. That was how you got into this situation in the first place.

The fight with this particular demon was rather brutal. Your teammates had you use your Fortune Breathing to reassure every decision they made, but it took a serious toll on you. It left you vulnerable to the demon’s attacks and the demon took advantage of your weaknesses.

You tried to use your Fortune Breathing to see if you’d be alright, but you were too exhausted to do so. Your body rested itself against the tree. Unbeknownst to you, someone was watching you nearby.

The bushes started to rustle in front of you. “Fuck!” You pulled out your sword and pointed it in the direction of the beast. “That’s very brave of you. To fight while you’re injured.” The beast walked through the bushes and stood in front of you.

The demon had dark red hair and six eyes. You gasped when you realized who it was. It was Kokushibo! The Upper Rank One demon! “Get away from me!” You hiss as you raise your sword.

“I respect your persistence, but you can’t fight me in your condition.* Kokushibo continued to approach you. His eyes locked onto yours. “Stay back!” You growled. “Please..”

Kokushibo bent down on one knee to look you in the eyes. “I’m not going to hurt you.” He then put his hand on your fluffy, white hair. “Why should I believe you?” You snarled as he came closer.

“Because if you were left here, you would die.” Kokushibo said sternly. You knew that he was right, but you didn’t want to admit your failure. “How did you even find me?”

“Your short, white hair. It doesn’t blend in well.” Kokushibo pats your head. You shake off his hand. “Listen, I saw what those other demon slayers did to you.” Kokushibo sighs. You look up at him in surprise. “You saw..them?”

“Yes and it was completely treacherous. You didn’t deserve to be used like that.” Tears began to flow down your face. The pain in your heart was overwhelming you. Kokushibo wiped your tears away. “Thank you.”

Kokushibo nodded before speaking again. “You need to get somewhere safe. You’ll die if you don’t.” You give him a curious look. “Well what do you suggest?”

Kokushibo gently grabs you by the shoulders. “Don’t worry. You’ll be safe.” You panicked when he grabbed you. You gathered all your strength and used your Fortune Breathing one last time.

When you used it, a sweet aura surrounded you. You really could trust this demon. Kokushibo gave you a soft smile before putting your head into his maw.

His maw held you tightly as he began to swallow you. You let your body go limp as you rested against the soft surface of Kokushibo’s throat. The soft fleshy tunnel carried you further and further into his body.

Kokushibo purred as he swallowed you. He tilted his head back to get a better advantage. The demon couldn’t help but admire your courage. Most slayers would’ve fought back, but you trusted him.

The demon’s belly felt like a warm embrace. It was quite snug and it acted like a protective blanket. Kokushibo’s heartbeat was soft and gentle and the sounds from his tummy were also incredibly soothing.

You curled up in Kokushibo’s tummy. The soft walls moved with each breath he made and it cradled your injured body. “Thank you..” You purred softly.

Kokushibo sat down where you were sitting and held his enlarged stomach close. “It’s not a problem.” He started to rub his belly softly. He began to purr as he did so.

It was impossible not to be lulled to sleep. Kokushibo’s soft belly and soothing noises easily put you in a deep slumber. You let your body relax against the soft walls and you drifted off to sleep.

Do I Have OCs For My Half-Demon! Tanjiro AU? You Bet!

Unfortunately I don’t have many drawings of them so I’ll have to describe them. (I’m sorry I’m terrible at drawing!)

Kerido (A Friendly Demon)

Art done by @kurumi-igarashi

Kerido is the definition of a sunshine character. He’s incredibly happy and optimistic despite being a demon.

He has the traits of a manticore (that also applies to his Blood Demon Art). Kerido has the dark purple tail of a scorpion, the black and purple wings of a dragon, and the paws of a lion. Kerido also has long, black, wild hair and black eyes with blue pupils (kinda like Kaigaku). He has a pretty muscular body, but he has a soft belly. Kerido’s most notable feature is the right side of his face. The left side looks normal and pretty, but the right side is heavily scarred. It looks like someone took a cheese grader to his face. He ended up getting that scar in a carriage accident when he was a human child. He’s really insecure about it since it grosses people out when he’s eating or drinking. Kerido usually wears a black kimono with purple lightning and black pants.

Now for his role in the story! Kerido is actually Gyutaro’s boyfriend! Gyu accidentally found him one night in the forest. Kerido was just minding his business and humming. Originally, Gyutaro couldn’t believe that someone could be so happy despite going through so much, but he quickly warmed up to him. Kerido’s happiness is contagious

Kerido ended up flying across Tokyo with Gyutaro on his back. He’s got a massive wingspan, so it was easy. Gyutaro was instantly charmed by the manticore demon.

And well..they just hit it off from there! They’re pretty much the body positivity couple. Kerido makes Gyutaro feel better about himself and his body while Gyutaro makes Kerido feel better about his scar and belly.

Kerido constantly encourages everyone around him. He just can’t help it! However, when it comes to sexual things, Kerido can be really dense. It’s just one of the faults of having a sunshine boyfriend. Zenitsu has the same problem with Tanjiro.

Strifles (The Child Demon)

My baby boy, Strifles is a little child demon. He used to live with his abusive older brother before he was rescued by Tanjiro, Daki and Gyutaro.

Strifles is a hybrid of a demon and a humanoid (more on them later). He has short, messy, black hair and the same eyes as Kerido. He also has cat like paws and a black and blue cat tail. He usually wears an oversized navy blue kimono and black pants.

Strifles also has an undead Maine Coon cat named Nibbles. He was able to summon the kitty using his Blood Demon Art. His older brother has it too, but on a much stronger level. Remember my Gyutaro fic, The Friendly Beast? Well Strifles’s older brother is the jaguar demon!

Basically, Strifles bumped into Daki and Gyutaro and begged them to save him from his brother. They were confused at first until they saw the his older brother was trying to eat him! They had to fight a whole army of undead jaguars, summoned by his older brother, but they couldn’t do it alone.

Tanjiro, Kokushibo, Douma, and Inosuke showed up to help. They also became overwhelmed by the jaguars (and my third OC), but Tanjiro ended getting so pissed off by the abuse that Strifles was going through that he burned all the jaguars and the older brother with his sun breathing

Strifles now lives with the other demons. He very shy and quiet, but he very sweet and always tries to help. He’s best friends with Rui and he’s pretty much glued to Gyutaro’s side. He also loves being around Kokushibo and Daki, but he’s scared of Douma and Enmu.

Jackyll (The Villain)

This piece was done by @shycroissanti

Jackyll is a ram humanoid demon. Basically, humanoids are anthropomorphic animals that were persecuted by humans because they were believed to be demons. However, only a few of them actually are. Now they live on a secluded island where they have rebuilt their civilization. The doesn’t mean that they’re safe, though.

Humanoids have demons too and Jackyll is the most powerful one. Humanoid demons only eat humanoids, not humans, and they’ve actually have been around before Muzan became a demon. However, they couldn’t become more powerful due to humans discriminating humanoids and due to a very powerful humanoid slayer!

Jackyll has the strength of Kokushibo and he’s incredibly power hungry. He has black fur with blue, purple and green striped horns and hooves. He can create dangerous shockwaves that can knock a person back. He also hits incredibly hard with his hooves and horns. He also has an “X” shaped scar on his snout that Muzan left on him.

He was there at the battle of the jaguar demon. He was hoping to use Strifles as an eternal food source, but Inosuke and Douma fought him off. (Douma almost died though.) Then Tanjiro, the demons, and the Hashiras learned all about the humanoids from Tamayo.

Jackyll isn’t finished yet. He teams up with Gyokko so he could steal Muzan’s blood. They end up finding some in Muzan’s abandoned lab, but Jackyll drinks all of it and devours Gyokko. Jackyll grows six tentacles on his back that have blades at the tips. He is also a lot more powerful than before.

He then proceeds to make his way to the Infinity Castle. All the demons try their best to stop him, but almost all of them nearly die (Gyutaro almost gets ripped in half and Douma’s face was shredded).

He was about to kill Akaza and Kokushibo when Tanjiro rushes in front of them and takes the hit. Tanjiro then fights off the ram. He’s just as fast and powerful, but his duty to protect his own fuels him to take the ram down. Tanjiro ends to defeating Jackyll by cutting off one of his horns.

(This was requested by @leviathanverse and it features their Demon Slayer OC, Wisteria. I hope you enjoy the fic and I’m sorry that it took so long.)

Unexpected Comfort

(A Demon Slayer vore fic)

Warning: blood, PTSD, and comfort vore

The night was dark and cold. They were normal circumstances for Kokushibo. Whenever his mind overwhelmed him, he would go out and wander the night. He might even pick up a human snack along the way.

Tonight, Kokushibo was walking along the edge of a forest on the base of a mountain. It was his preferred place for his walks. He made his way around a small lake when he heard soft sobs coming from his left. Strange thing is, he recognized those sobs.

“Hmm?” He purred softly as he headed toward the sound. It didn’t take long for Kokushibo to reach the source of the sound. There on the ground, was a demon on her knees, crying. Blood tears stained the ground as she sobbed.

“Wisteria? Is that you?” Kokushibo’s voice was soft and quiet. There were blood stains on the floor in front of the demon. They were signs that a slayer was once here. The sobbing demon turned to face Kokushibo. Her face was stained with her blood tears.

“It happened again, didn’t it?” Kokushibo asked as he sat down next to her. What he was referring to was her horrible flashbacks. Wisteria was usually playful and never really took anything seriously, but her flashbacks caused her to lose her joy. They were remnants and memories of her troubled past and sometimes certain things can cause them.

Wisteria nodded as she wiped her tears away. She didn’t want to look weak in front of Kokushibo. Wisteria may not take things seriously, but she would never disrespect a fellow Upper Moon that was a higher rank than her

“No need to be embarrassed, little one.” Kokushibo put a comforting hand on her shoulder. “We are all haunted by the ghosts of our past.” Wisteria nodded lightly. She didn’t seem to feel any better.

Kokushibo rested his chin on his hand, thinking of a way to comfort her. He may be incredibly serious around the other demons, but he did have a soft spot for some of them. Wisteria was one of them. “Would you..be willing to try something?”

Wisteria turned her attention to him. “What is it?” She asked softly. Her voice was still shaking. “I sometimes have to comfort Akaza when he’s reminded of his wife..it’s hard to explain, but I promise that I won’t hurt you.”

Wisteria was confused by what Kokushibo was trying to convey, but she trusted him. “Umm, okay. I’ll try it..” Kokushibo nodded and picked her up gently. “You can trust me…”

Kokushibo then put Wisteria into his maw. She was taken aback by this sudden action, but she wasn’t afraid. He then started to swallow her whole.

Kokushibo’s throat was a soft, pillow-like tunnel that carefully led Wisteria further and further into his body. Wisteria closed her eyes as her body eased into the warm, fleshy tunnel. The ride was short lived and Wisteria found herself in Kokushibo’s belly.

His tummy was like a warm pouch that held Wisteria tightly. The soft, plush walls acted like a protective cocoon that moved with Kokushibo’s breathing. Wisteria rested her body against the soft stomach walls. His belly was..oddly relaxing.

“Thank you..* Wisteria murmured softly as she snuggled into Kokushibo’s belly. He sat down and leaned against a tree. Kokushibo rested his hands on his belly and purred. “You’re welcome, little one. Everything will be alright.”

Wisteria let her anxiety and worries melt away. The comfort she felt was unlike anything she felt before. Her eyes grew heavy with drowsiness. Wisteria rested her head against the cushioning walls and fell into a deep slumber.

Kokushibo heard the soft snores that Wisteria was making as she slept. He smiled to himself as he rubbed his belly. “Sleep tight. I’ll keep you safe.”

(This was a request from @leviathanverse . It was from a prompt that I suggested a few days ago and I hope that y’all enjoy it!)

The Friendly Beast

(Gyutaro version)

Warning: abuse, blood, suicidal thoughts, and comfort vore

The fight with the jaguar demon took a lot out of Gyutaro. For the longest time, the halving of his blood demon art didn’t bother him. He never had to use it until then. The fight was brutal and the demon was incredibly powerful, but with Tanjiro’s help, they were able to defeat him.

Still, Gyutaro needed to rest. His bones and back were hurt badly by the many undead jaguars that were controlled by the demon. He chose a comfortable spot near a tree to rest. Luckily, it wasn’t too cold, so resting in the forest wasn’t too bad.

He had been sleeping for about a half hour when he heard something rustling in the bushes. Gyutaro grumbled as he got up. He hated people disturbing his sleep. “Who’s there?” He growled as he approached the sound. Gyutaro moved the bushes aside so he could see who’s there. His jaw imminently dropped once he saw what was behind there.

You were sitting on your knees, crawling. You were filthy and you looked like you hadn’t eaten in a while. Your face was covered in bruises and you looked like you had given up. “Oh my god! Are you okay?” Gyutaro pulled you close and wiped off the blood on your face.

“Please..kill me.” You muttered softly. Gyutaro was shocked by your request. “What?! Why?!” He was very concerned about your situation, but he seemed a tad bit angry at your request. “My family..they’re just going to hurt me..no one will help me.”

Any anger that Gyutaro had melted from his heart. He finally understood your situation. The realization of your abusive situation made his heart break. “I’m so sorry, little one.” He held you closer to his chest.

“Please..eat me. I’d rather be dead than have them find me.” You winced through the pain. Gyutaro scratched his neck, thinking of a way to help you. Then an idea hit him.

“Here..” He said as he picked you up. Gyutaro then put you inside his maw, being careful not to scratch your body against his teeth. You thought that he was going to crush your body, but instead he started to swallow you whole.

His throat was a warm and soft tunnel that gently pulled you down into his tummy. It was incredibly soothing and you were surprised that a demon would be this gentle with you. Gyutaro’s belly was also really comfortable. It felt like you were wrapped up in a weighted blanket.

Once he was done swallowing, Gyutaro sat down next to a tree. He gently rubbed his belly. He was definitely enjoying the fullness he felt. “Why didn’t you kill me?” You asked nervously. This demon was definitely confusing.

“I don’t eat hummus anymore. Besides, Tanjiro would kick my ass if I did.” Gyutaro said softly. “Then why would you swallow me?” You were curious about the demon’s motives. “Well I figured that it would be more comfortable.”

He was right. His tummy was incredibly soothing and it was able to put you at ease. Yet, you were still worried about your family. They would come back for you eventually. Gyutaro knew that you would worry about them and so he tried to help you.

“I know exactly how you feel, kid. I was abused by my family before they died.” You were shocked to hear this from the demon. “You were?” You gasped. “Yeah I was. People were cruel to me and my sister because of our family. I suffered so much that I became envious of anyone who had even a slightly better life.”

You understood this completely. You also felt cheated whenever anyone else had a better life. Gyutaro continued, “That was until Tanjiro became the demon king. He showed us what life was supposed to be. He showed me and my sister what love truly was.”

“He seems like a wonderful person.” You said in a dreamy tone. You wanted to know someone who was truly that kind. “Oh he is! He takes care of all of us!” Gyutaro thought for a moment. “You know what? I know that he’ll take care of you. We’ll all take care of you!”

“Really?” You seemed to be excited now. All you wanted was a family that would love you. “Yeah!” Gyutaro chuckled, he wanted to do the very thing that no one would ever do when he was human. “What about my family?” You asked in a worried tone.

“Don’t worry about them, little one. We’ll protect you. I promise.” He held his belly close to him. “Thank you! Thank you so much!” You started to cry out of happiness. You never knew anyone that would be kind enough to help you.

“You’re welcome.” Gyutaro felt a sense of warmth wash over him. “You need to rest though. You’re badly beaten and you’re probably tired.” Once again, Gyutaro was right. You gently snuggled into the soft walls of his belly.

Gyutaro then curled up around his belly and held it close. “I’ll protect you.” He muttered. He never wanted anyone else to go through the same pain that he did. Gyutaro then fell asleep, holding his belly close.

When you woke up, you were resting on Gyutaro’s chest. You felt a sense of relief and compassion come over you. You were so happy that you had finally found a family after all your pain. Then, you gently cuddled the sleeping demon.