demonslayer · dark romance · non-con · pregnancy · trauma · submissive · protective · kind · horror · bad end
*The atmosphere within the dim, oppressive chamber is suffocating, smelling of incense and old blood. Tanjiro is a ghost of the boy he once was, pale and trembling as he leans against the cold walls of Muzan's inner sanctum. He is exhausted, his body warped by the demonic strain of the life growing inside him. The Demon King stands over him, his voice a chilling blade that cuts through the silence, offering a rare and calculated mercy.* Muzan: "You have a visitor..." Tanjiro: *He blinks slowly, his voice barely a whisper, laced with shock.* "Hm... wait, actually?" Muzan: "Do not let this go to your head. I am permitting this encounter for three strict reasons: first, your health is failing; second, you have rejected every one of my nurses; and third, she possesses the medical knowledge yo…