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

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.

I would love to do this!

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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.

Do the prompt with half demon

(I believed that you were referring to Half-Demon Tanjiro, but I’m still not completely certain. For future reference, please be more specific about the requests you give, but I hope you enjoy this fic. I sure did!)

The Friendly Beast

(Half-Demon! Tanjiro version)

Warning: comfort vore, blood, death, and suicidal thoughts.

It had been a long day for Tanjiro. Ever since he became the demon king, Tanjiro had to deal with a whole lot of new responsibilities. Granted, it wasn’t something that was abnormal for him. He had been a demon slayer for quite some time and that also required a lot of work.

Today in particular was rather rough. Tanjiro, along with the help of Kokushibo and Akaza, had to convert a few demons and fight others who didn’t. At the end of it all, Tanjiro thought that it would be best if he rested for a little while next to a tree.

He had been resting for about two hours now. Tanjiro had regained some energy by that time, but not a lot. However a strange and rotten scent hit his nose, causing him to wake up. He sat up, alarmed by the scent.

“Who’s there?” Tanjiro roared as he put his hand on his sword. The scent grew stronger as the thing came closer. Now he could tell that the scent was the smell of human blood. Tanjiro took his hand off his sword and started heading towards the direction of the scent.

It got stronger and stronger as he grew close. The scent was tainted with sadness and that made Tanjiro’s heart hurt. “It’s okay. Come out.” He tried beckoning to the person. There you finally crawled out from the bushes.

You were dirty and covered in blood. Your clothes were torn and you had an empty expression. Tanjiro put a hand to his mouth in surprise as he bent down to your height. “Oh my god..Are you alright? What happened to you?”

“They’re gone..they’re all gone..” You murmured to both him and yourself. “Who’s gone?” Tanjiro asked in a consoling tone. He took your hand gently. “My family..the only ones who cared about me.. They’re gone.”

Tanjiro’s heart ached when you muttered those words. He knew exactly how you felt. He had lost his family quite a few years ago, but the pain still haunts him. “I’m so sorry. Is there anything that I can do for you?”

You looked up at him with a tired expression. “You’re a demon, right?” Tanjiro was confused by your question. “Yeah. We’ll kind of. I’m a half demon, but I guess that still makes me a demon.” You nodded slowly. “Then..would you please just..eat me?”

Tanjiro’s face reflected the shock he felt. “What?! Why would you want me to eat you?” You gave him an expression full of sorrow. “I’m tired of living like this. Everyone who has gotten close to me dies horrifically and because of that, people think I’m cursed. They stay away from me.”

Tanjiro then understood how you felt and why you wanted to give up on life. “Listen I know that it’s hard, but I promise that you’ll find someone or something worth living for.” Your mind didn’t change, despite his encouragement. “Please..everything hurts..I just want to be with my family.”

Tanjiro felt his heart ache with every word. He wanted to make you feel important, yet it seemed like you had completely given up. Then he thought of an idea.

“Alright. I can eat you.” Tanjiro sighed as he picked you up. Your face was completely void of hope as the demon picked you off the ground. Tanjiro then gently put your head into his maw.

You waited for your head to be crushed by the demon’s jaws, but instead of killing you, Tanjiro continued to swallow you whole. You were confused by the demon’s act. Weren’t all demons supposed to be bloodthirsty monsters?

Tanjiro started to purr, in hopes of making you feel better. He was careful to avoid scratching you on his fangs. His swallows were swift and gentle. You could tell that he was trying to be tender with you.

The demon’s throat was warm and it felt like a soft tunnel made from plush blankets. You were gently carried into the demon’s belly. It was just as warm and soft as his throat, but it had more room. So you curled up inside Tanjiro’s tummy. This might be a more comfortable way to go.

Tanjiro sighed as you entered his stomach. He held his belly close and rubbed it gently. Tanjiro then spoke with a soft, tender voice. “I…lost my family a few years ago. I know exactly how you feel.”

You were surprised to hear this from him. “Really..you did?” Tanjiro continued to caress his belly softly. “Yeah. I became a demon slayer so I could turn my sister, who had been turned into a demon, back into a human. However, it seemed like that someone that I really cared about almost always died or got severely injured when they went on a mission with me.”

You were even more surprised. “How did you not give up? You suffered so much..just like I have.” You snuggled into the soft walls around you. The warmth and sounds from his belly were incredibly soothing.

“Well, I just thought about what my family would’ve wanted for me. They wouldn’t want me to be miserable and die suffering. I know that your family wouldn’t want you to suffer either.” The demon was right. You knew that your family would’ve wanted you to live and enjoy your life.

You started to sob into the soft, plush walls. Your tears melted into his tummy. Tanjiro heard your cries and held his belly closer. “It’s okay. Let it all out. I’m here for you.” You couldn’t stop yourself from sobbing. You haven’t felt this level of kindness from anyone.

It took a minute for you to calm down. “Thank you..Thank you so much for being this kind.” Tanjiro purred when he heard your words. “You’re welcome. You deserve all the love in the world.”

Tanjiro’s tummy and soft voice were enough to make you tired. The sounds and warmth were lulling you into a deep sleep. “Thank you..” You muttered before you fell asleep. Once Tanjiro felt you falling asleep, he yawned and found his place back at the tree.

He curled up protectively around his belly. “Sleep well, my friend.” He purred as he rested his hands on his belly. Tanjiro then yawned and fell asleep.

When you woke up, you weren’t in the demon’s belly anymore. Instead you were held tightly against his chest. You gently smiled at the sleeping demon and snuggled up to him. You were actually thankful that he saved your life.

I Have a Request That I Need To Do, But I Want To Put This Out There!

Okay so, I thought of a vore prompt that I want to use for Demon Slayer and I wanted to explain it and discuss why I didn’t write it yet.

Basically, Either the reader or a canon character is tired with their life. They feel so much pain constantly and they feel like no one cares about them. So, they end up finding a demon and offering themselves to them. The demon doesn’t actually want to eat them, but they swallow them whole instead. Instead of digesting the reader (or character), the demon comforts them and tries to give them a purpose. When the reader wakes up, they are snuggled up to the demon and after all their pain and loneliness, the reader finally has a friend.

My problem is well I just don’t know what demon I want to use for this! My main choices are Gyutaro, Aizetsu, Kokushibo, and half-demon! Tanjiro. All of the choices will be from my AU (mostly because I don’t think Gyutaro or Kokushibo would do this in the regular canon.)

So..yeah. I am working on a request, but I would like to get any requests for this prompt since I’ve been absolutely obsessed with it!

Edit: I’m now have no requests that I need to work on, so ask away!

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.