Requested by:@AleBrasil01 Douma x fem reader Kind of Angsty
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You were another young woman that was living along others in the temple of Douma. He took you in two years ago when you had an incident with a demon. A scary thought that haunted you, but the sun was your savior. 'You could live in peace again and no demon should harm you ever again'. These were the words you just couldn't stop from repeating themselves. They scared you...
Today was as always, getting up, dress up, eat some breakfast and then give the tall blonde man attention. Yep, what a great routine every day...but that didn't bother you too much and the best, you had company with him. The other women didn't-no were actually so jealous of you. Being the extremely beautiful born woman, you have caught his attention. And so you became one of his best and most beautiful servants. Douma respected you but inside himself, he couldn't bring himself to eat you. Yeah...you drove him so crazy that he didn't knew what that feeling was. But after some meeting with Akaza, he told Douma that it was possibly love what he felt. In the beginning he ignored Akaza's fact and lived on like every day. But it did bothered him...
🫧time skip🫧
The beautiful morning sun kissed your lovely face as a greeting to get up. 'Oh well. Another day and nothing special to happen'. You thought so, but what was about to come will surprise you. You took your beautiful kimono with magnificent patterns of flowers. It suited you perfectly, as the cult leader always told you. When all of the stuff you had to finish was done, you walked into the kitchen to get some water when one male servant approached you. He wore a mischievous grin and his eyes glimmered with lust. Shakily walking back, you tripped over your own feet, causing you to fall. „Well...well, isn't it the most beautiful woman here". You gulped and muttered a 'thank you' what actually sounded more like a question. He reached his hand to you, which you took hesitantly. As the man pulled you up, he tried to kiss you and maybe see more of that magnificent body of yours. But before he took charge, he fell to the floor, crimson blood pouring out if his stomach and mouth. Douma stood there, he licked his fingers and finally showing who he really is. 'Oh shit! He was a demon all the time...he is going to kill and est me, I know...' „You listen to me now or else I'll do more than that! You won't ever and never touch her again...so, did you understand me clearly". Douma was a psycho in your eyes and it made you scared. You bit your lip as the man nodded to the demons request. But he wasn't happy yet...and so he murdered the man. Blood was spread an all sides, covering the beautiful walls with it. You were so scared as he walked away with the body. Trying hard to not let out a whimper and especially not sob, was hard...very hard. Douma walked back in and approached you now. Your poor body was now shaking violently and finally you let out your tears, whimpers and loud sobs. „P-please...d-don't...k-kill me...". As he crouched down on the bloody floor, touching your shoulder softly made you flinch and pull away. He was indeed surprised at this but shrugged it off with his oh so faked smile. „Do not worry my dear. As I told you, no one is going to hurt this beautiful woman in front of me. You...you are mine...and I am yours. So where's the problem?". You stiffed a sob and spoke up: „Y-your a-a psycho...a-a...d-demon...". He chuckled and hugged you. „Oh dear, how rude to call me this. But I am a demon. And you belong to me my beautiful princess. You know...your beauty attracts me very much...your shining (e/c) and your smooth and lovely skin, your silky like (h/c) hair. Just beautiful".
It was crazy to still live with him but Douma held his promise to you. No other ever touched you in a wrong way anymore...because they knew you were in Douma's possession-he was possessive with you. And he killed anyone in an instant if they looked the wrong way at you...and this scared you, still.
And with that, you were never seen again outside. The cult leader made you his and only his. You stayed there, even if it meant life or death. His possession with you and your admiration for him was the thing that didn't let you go away.
„You are mine princess, only mine...".
🫧yume-chan🫧 why did i always use the wink emoticon i swear😭😭 anyways still a sucker for that man i aint denying it.
