#Dante x female reader

[cerezzzita]

🍓 ˖ . ᵎᵎ Sugarcoating ✦ 3Dante x Fem!Reader

⌕ summary: Dante purposes that you two should kiss, and is not a big deal. After all, friends does this, too.

notes: to start the month with some goodies, let's have some smoochies! (Jesus Christ, why am I like that) hello y'all, how's it going? so, yeah, was feeling in the mood for writing a kiss/making-out scene and, well, no one better than Dante, right? right! in advance, I apologize because I tend to suck at kiss scenes and so so sooo sorry for the end being sorta turn-off. really, i was just excited to post it already after the feedback I had with the sneak peak. anyways, enjoy the reading!

♡ word count: 970

♡ tags: fem!reader, no use of pronouns (you/yours only), no description of reader's appearance, use of pet names, kissing, making-out, slightly suggestive but nothing explicit (it got hottie hottie at some point, i think), Dante tastes as strawberry and vanilla because I said so, 3Dante my beloved bf and mentions of friends with benefits.

ⓘ gif's not mine!!

"What if we kissed?"

Your irises, focused before on the vast pages of the magazine, took an interested route to the owner of the question. Usually sitting with his feet up on the shop's wooden table, Dante's heavenly eyes gazed at you, curiously, brow arched and a wolfish grin summoned to his lips.

"What?" Your voice had come up with a high pitch.

"You heard me, angelcake," now the jovial Devil Hunter propped his chin on one hand, blinking both eyes with a certain air of grace. "You're a babe, I'm a hot stuff; I only see the pros." Dante shrugged as he finished his sentence.

Your reply was a short, airy laugh. Closing the random magazine in your hands, you adjusted your body on the sofa that was in front of Dante's desk, with your legs duly intertwined and, smiling a little, imitated the chin placed in the palm.

"Until yesterday, we were just friends considering — in your words — your bad luck with the ladies."

"Bingo," he snapped his fingers, not avoiding his turn to chuckle, "However, you are one of the few ladies to have ever shot me in the forehead."

"Really? Because the way you piss me off sometimes…"

"Ouch, baby, it's part of my charm. Anyway, what if we really kissed?" This time, Dante's inquiry came with an edge of seriousness, and you engaged in debate with your train of thought and the stations through which it passed.

Okay, Dante was eye candy without a doubt. Dangerously attractive and even if inconvenient in certain situations, you had to admit that he had an undeniable charisma and a generous heart.

Maybe he was also nice to kiss.

So why not?

It wasn't like the friendship between the two of you was going to end or wither because of a mere silly kiss…

You cleared your throat and rose from the sofa, tracing steps towards Dante, who was now smirking like he was the Cheshire Cat incarnate. Gone was all shyness and hesitation from the moment you walked around the table and placed yourself on the Devil Hunter's lap and wrapped your arms around his firm neck; cheeky, he let out a low chuckle of contentment.

"Is that a yes?" Dante's hands snaked stealthily up to grip your waist, an act that sent a rush of heat and shivers through you, and he felt it all too well, so much that his fingers began to caress your skin.

"Let's see if it is," determined, you calmly moved your face closer to Dante's until you felt the subtle brush of the tips of your noses and the warm breath against yours.

Quietly, you initiate the kiss. Sparda's handsome son made a sound akin to a pleasurable growl, moving his hands to your back and then lowering them to your thighs. You sighed. Until then, the movement of your lips had been carried out slowly and without much haste.

As if it were the beginning of a tasting.

Your fingers unconsciously tangled in the pale silk strands that were Dante's hair, he seemed to enjoy the touch. His lips were like velvet, a certain strawberry and vanilla flavor that when fused with the soft texture of his mouth, made you want more.

Dante, with some efficiency, had taken a slow nibble on your lower lip. The sensation was beneficial enough that your mouth opened, accompanied by a low, surprised moan, and then his smooth tongue darted in and involved with yours. Once a simple kiss, now it became hungry and voluptuous.

The half-demon greedily squeezed your thighs, grinning as another groan came from you; Dante stiffened and shivered as the scrape of your nail tips traveled down the back of his neck. He groaned too and then led the grips down to your ass, having the audacity to even give it a silent pat there.

You gasped from the lack of air and Dante's fiery acts that made your insides crackle like you were on fire. As you gasped, your mouths peeled off.

"Dante…" your bashful sigh brought another grunt of delight from the young Devil Hunter who was now finding refuge for his fervent mouth on the skin of your neck, gifting the curve with soft nips and lazy licks. "D-Dante…"

"Aw, baby…" you heard him suck in air through his teeth before giving you another lick, Dante was so caught up in the moment as you were that he started babbling disjointedly, "... Just like I imagined, you're sweet as hell, just the way I imagined it... So sweet, so delicious..."

His voice, husky and sly, made your muscles quiver and instinctively your thighs clenched together. Dante looked up and saw your irises hidden by your lashes and your head tilted back with brows positively twitching. He laughed, his eyes now blue like hellish flames and luscious.

You looked at him with half-closed eyelids and silently, flattening your hands on Dante's firm, strong chest. Much to your glee, he gave you a satisfied 'ooh'.

"Dante…"

"Yeah?"

Again, you sighed, more calmly than a few minutes ago.

"I…" you bit your lip, feeling abruptly self-conscious at the way Dante's ice blue colored orbs roamed over your figure. Worth mentioning, the young son of Sparda's hands were still placed on your ass. "Hm…"

"Lost your tongue all of a sudden, angel?"

"Hm, maybe she's still tangled up in yours," you shrugged, putting on a petit smile.

"Naughty," Dante chuckled, "Want to see if she's really tangled up in mine?"

"Now that you mention it, I do."

On this specific time, it was the half-demon who had kissed you passionately, with you again moaning in delight as you savoured his sweet tongue inside your mouth. You both smiled over each other's lips.

If your friendship continued sugarcoated like that, so be it.

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[palebloodcvrse]

Baking with the DMC V boys

This is my first time trying to make these headcanon type posts, be nice pls.

Content: Romantic/platonic dante x G/N reader, vergil x reader, nero x reader ...? Cause any scenario here can be taken in any way, relationship or friendship (cause what if ur aro/ace but still wanna do fun shi with your favs?)

Dante

Wants to lick the batter off the whisk, but you gotta stop him. The remnants in the bowl is free game, however

Insists on winging the recipe, says you gotta "feel" it

FLOUR FIGHT! Your peaceful baking session descends into chaos. You both end up covered in flour while the cake is in the oven

Despite him being good with his hands his cake decorating skills kinda suck ass

Its okay though, since you both tried your best and had fun, even if the cake looks like doodoo. It tastes good however... so it wasnt a waste after all

Hes a notorious frosting licker, you have to swat him off the cake like a fly.

If you bake something a pastry instead hes gonna poke the dough.

(Romance:) will lick the frosting/batter off of your hand or face if you get any of it on you while mixing.

Vergil

Im not gonna lie here, he miiight turn it into a bit of a contest.

His perfectionistic nature will push him to ultra tryhard it, even if it is just a dessert or pastry. He'll check the recipe constantly and will be careful about each detail (or at least try)

You remind him that you two are baking for fun and he calms down a bit, but he will still act as if hes competing in the great british bakeoff or some shit

Insists on frosting the cake for you, but only so he can show off how steady his hands are. (Even if he screws it up)

The cake ends up being too pretty to eat

Wants to try harder pastries and desserts, usually something fancy like a mille fueille

That doesnt mean you two will always succeed however, Vergil just likes to push his limits even if he fails.

He'll give you a warm smile as you two finish the thing youre baking. At least hes not so tense anymore...

(Romance:) he'll feed you a piece of whatever you two baked together, looking into your eyes and watching for your reaction, then kisses you to have a taste but go back to being his stonefaced grumpy self later like nothing happened.

Nero

Overmixes the batter because hes tense

Kinda scatterbrained, will forget to preheat the oven sometimes

Hes actually more tolerable to bake with than his dad or uncle, less tense and also less chaotic

He'll let you take the lead for this one, just tell him what to do or get and he'll go right on ahead.

Hes actually not so tense anymore, considering baking is a relaxing activity.

Will leave the decorating to you, hes not very good at it.

(Platonic:) insists on leaving some for kyrie, aint no way he wont give her any

(Romantic:) will always leave some for you, no matter how good it tastes.

You two wont be making anything too complex but whatever comes out of it tastes great and his presence will make baking feel like a wholesome activity.

You two tell stories to each other and get a bit distracted.

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[that-gay-guy-from-hell]

I've Got You: Dante x G/N Reader

SUMMARY:

Dante and you are on a job where something happens; something that scares Dante. 

BEGINNING NOTES: Protective Dante x Quarter-devil G/N Reader Unestablished relationship 🩹🩹🩹 The reader works at the DMC as a demon hunter Quarter devil = A situation like Nero, second gen. hybrid. You can heal like Nero does--much slower than the twins.  The reader uses Gilgamesh Another semi-short story: Not fully proofread, will check later just wanted to post this now lol

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     A slowly slipping sun on the horizon gave the current gory situation a sickly divine glow. The cause of such bloodshed? Dante and you--both hard at work. While you worked, your face in particular had curled up into a devilish wide wicked grin; the madness of which only being further accented the furious insatiable appetite for violence that had consumed each one of your moves The reason for this uncharacteristic ferocious attitude was simple, you were drop-dead tired. This exhaustion was intense enough that it had swung all the way around back to you feeling rejuvenated and invigorated. A large spray of crimson carnage shot upward toward you, decorating your face and chest, as you used Gilgamesh’s boots to curb-stomp a Proto Angelo.

     All the while, your red devil partner was cracking random jokes and making quippy remarks, as per usual; however, he couldn’t help but focus on your oddly sadistic behavior. Which, to his surprise--and slight horror--he found extremely arousing. 

     The way the sunset illuminated all the blood that sprayed up from each of your kills, how your body bent and contorted in just the right way, that unfamiliar dark smirk; all of it combined into a perfectly seductive bloody waltz. After ripping the throat out of a Hell Jeducca, you wiped some of the accumulated blood from your face. That’s when you noticed Dante’s stare, turning your smile from violent to loving as you waved happily; which evidently was too much of a distraction for the red devil. In a split second, a Fury that he’d been fighting managed to slice the side of Dante’s neck open and a large red spray came from the gouged-out flesh. 

     Dante let out a hissing grunt through gritted teeth and took a deep calming breath, turning to the large demon. As the pair circled one another waiting for the other to strike, both Dante and the demon were caught off guard by you shoving Gilgamesh’s gauntlets right through the Fury’s spine and out it’s stomach. 

     Dante’s heart skipped a beat as he stared; a part of him was fearfully concerned about your rash action but another part of him was amused by it--in more ways than one.

     With an irritated grunt, you shook the corpse from your forearm, dropping it to the ground. Your breathing was ragged and you were standing staring down at the demon’s corpse; reeling at the fact that your stupid impulsive action worked. 

     After a short pause, you sighed in relief at a brief moment of peace and stretched your arms up, cracking your shoulders. As you stared at Dante, you felt an odd nervousness take over your body. He looked hot normally but with the way his hair was disheveled and stuck to his brow from the demon blood that coated the majority of him, it made him look both terrifying and tempting. He smiled at you through his heavy breaths, winking at you, and had his hands resting on his hips. It was then that you noticed his neck wound. 

     Taking care not to trip, you made your way over to the ragged man. Gingerly, you placed a hand over the torn flesh as a sad look crept into your eyes, Dante's eyes trained on you the entire time. 

     A small frown tugged at your face, “You alright?” 

     The youngest son of Sparda smiled and set his hand over yours; or rather, over the demonic gauntlet you had on, “Eh,” he shrugged, “I’ll live. What about you? You feelin’ alright?”

     A surprised huff left your lips as you titled your head with a raised brow, confused as to why he was asking you.

     With a faint hint of concern, Dante began to mindlessly thumb over your arm, “Your fighting style is a little more uh… brutal than normal, you can take a break. I can take care of the rest--we’re almost done anyways.”

     You smiled softly as you began to slowly thumb over his neck, speaking in a smooth gentle voice, “I’m fine, Dante. Don’t worry about me.”

     “It’s my job to worry about you,” he smiled warmly, “You’re my partner after all.”

     With a bright closed-eye laugh, you gently punched his chest with your free hand. However, when you opened your eyes, you slowly stopped laughing. His eyes were trained fully on yours and they were half-lidded, filled with an oddly caring feeling. Bit by bit, the two of you leaned closer and placed your noses right beside one another--

     A sudden intense pain shot through your middle as you pulled back from him, pushing him away. It seems Dante felt it too as he reacted the same way; however, when he looked down, he realized he was just barely nicked by the tip of the blade. 

     You had taken the brunt of the blow.

     With shaking hands, you looked down at your middle and saw the sword that had pierced you before it was harshly yanked back out of you, leaving a gaping hole in its wake--allowing you to see much more of your insides than anyone probably ever should.

     “Dante..?” You looked up at him with an almost confused stare before stumbling forwards.

     “It’s okay,” he caught you as you fell and your hand had vice gripped around his arm, digging your gauntlets into his coat and bicep as he laid you onto the ground, “I’ve got you- I’ve got you.” 

     His eyes met with yours as you let go of him. As he stared into your eyes, an intense wave of emotions overcame Dante--it was a toxic combination of fear and anger, a pairing that only leads to one result. 

     In an instant, Dante he was in his Sin Devil Trigger. The first thing he did was shred a Gladius--the one that had speared you--into tiny insurmountable pieces. Then his attention was on the rest of the newly formed horde. To say that Dante is feral when in his Sin Trigger would be ludicrously underselling it. He’s only supposed to even consider using it when in a completely sound and stable mindset--the furthest thing from what his mind is like right now. All that was in his head was he wanted to protect you-- he needed to protect you, from anything and everything that might hurt you. It didn’t take long for him to have the demons killed off which then he should’ve returned to your side, allowing him to calm down and de-Trigger, but something else caught his eye. 

     The two of you hadn’t been alone when you started this mission; no, in fact, you had two other hunters that had gone through the opposite side and finally had reconvened with you both in the middle of the nest. 

     Vergil and Nero.

     The father-son duo stood dumbfounded for a moment. Although Vergil was far from afraid of his brother’s devil forms, this was one of the very finite times that Vergil had seen Dante use it outside of their time in Hell. Whereas Nero could count on one hand how many times he’d seen his uncle like this; rendering him completely clueless of the amount of danger he, and Vergil, were truly in.

     Nero smiled with a shake of his head, walking towards the rumbling red devil, “What? You two get your asses kicked that bad?”

     Instantaneously, Dante was in front of Nero. Before the young hunter could even process what happened, Dante shot up in the air and dropped straight down. A large bright explosion emanated from the devil’s actions, which then decorated the area with bright sparsely placed hellfire. With a snarl, the red devil stood back up and expected the “threat” to be gone; however, it wasn’t--at least not in the way he expected. A faint smell of demonic magic in the air as Dante surveyed what happened. 

     He turned to the side and saw, a now Sin Devil Triggered, Vergil, holding Nero tightly to his chest. The two of them locked eyes and both flared out their wings, letting out a low growl the entire time; sizing each other up. Vergil, however, was quickly preoccupied by a pissed-off Nero complaining about how Vergil is squishing him “--to death”.  

     Dante noticed Vergil’s distraction and took a step toward them.

     Seeing what was going on, you decided to intervene; even if it made you want to gouge out your own throat in pain, “Dante..?”

     The red devil’s attention was immediately upon you and he was by your side, frantic at your still injured state.

     Gently and carefully you placed a hand on his cheek, thumbing over the plate that created the underside of his eye and his cheek; doing your best not to cut or burn yourself, “They’re not going to hurt you or me; everything’s alright.”

     Dante made a small chirping purr as he leaned into your touch before picking you up, careful as to not agitate your wounds. It was unclear just how far he had taken you but it was far enough away that the weather had changed completely becoming cold and rainy. There was no cityscape or demons in sight, just forest for miles around. 

     Perhaps if Dante hadn’t been in such an intimidating form, you may have considered this to be a date. Being out in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by nothing but forest as far as the eye could see; it was breathtaking.

     Dante set you down, gently bunting his head against you before standing up. He was scanning the area, listening and looking for anything moving or anything that might even so much as think about harming you. 

     “Dante?” You reached up for his hand, grabbing one of his claws.

     The red devil turned to you in a panicked manner, thinking that something was wrong. 

     “Sit with me?” Your voice was soft, trying to calm him down, “Please?”

     Although hesitant, Dante did as you asked with a small grumbled huff and sat beside you. 

     With a small grunt, you stood up and saw that he was going to as well, “Stay.” He growled in slight agitation, so you quickly tacked on a “please” to your request.

     Very carefully, you sat sideways between his legs, doing your best to keep yourself from getting stabbed by his thigh spikes. Bit by bit, you leaned your head against him and a loud purr began to emanate from deep within Dante’s chest as he wrapped his arm around your lower back. You had the other hand in yours, using both your hands to hold it and play with it slightly. In your time working with Dante, you’d only seen this form once and it had been due to a similar situation where you’d been hurt. 

     “You know, you might look scary when you’re like this but,” you looked up at him, meeting his gaze, “you really aren’t much different than you are normally,” You adjusted your head a bit and let out a small laugh at him putting his wings around the both of you, “Okay, maybe just a little more protective.”

     A small rumble came from deep inside his chest, laughing at your words. Even though he knew that you were going to be fine, that you would heal just like everyone else, Dante couldn’t help but worry about you. 

     “I love you; you know that Dante?” you smiled at the sound of his purring grow tenfold louder, “I thought so,” with a laugh you placed a small kiss on his middle, “When you are back to human we can finish that kiss, okay?”

     He chuffed at you, eager to be able to kiss you. 

     With how hot it was within his grasp and the noise from both the rain and his purring, you couldn’t help but fall asleep. As you slept, Dante had managed to slide back down into his regular Trigger and then to human once more. A small content smile tugged at his lips, although your shirt was totaled, you were just fine. Without disturbing you too much he took off his jacket, wrapped it around you, and pulled you closer to his chest--setting you properly on his lap. 

     Dante closed his eyes as he held you tightly and, with a voice as soft as silk, he whispered against the top of your head, “I love you too, darling,” he placed a soft kiss atop your head, “So very much.”

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Sorry for the typos (and apparently unsaved/half-done paragraph?? Not sure what happened but I tried to fill in what I thought was supposed to be there *Google Docs didn't save it for some reason smh*), they should be fixed now lmao

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[rodeoxqueen]

Bitter Water.

Dante x reader.

Premise.

“Come here sweet girl.”

Dante was a passionate lover. But you had the one. Until you didn’t. In your heartbroken lust, Dante bears his heart to you.

Dante found you at your door. It was one of those typical situations, fucking your old fuck buddy after “the one” leaves you.

How old were you two? Fuck, he met you when you were in your twenties and god did you look good. He figured he’d joined the 27 club back then, now he was happy to know that the “dirty thirties” was a good look on him.

You were doing your PhD and you’d tell him all about your field of study in your buzzed and shy little self, sitting so close to him in that cocktail dress. Your friends, who he’s sure he’s seen on the magazines, partied as their irresponsible younger selves behind you two. That was the first night he took you out of that absolute mad house. He fucked you, a stranger,into familiarity, your legs wrapped tight against his waist. Until you said his name so intimately against his cheek.

“Hey.”

Your voice was like an old favorite song to his ears, not often heard but appreciated when it came on to fill the air.

“Hello.” He dragged out, arm propped against your doorframe, his figure casting a shadow from the streetlights.

You stared blankly, drinking in his presence. You seemed nervous, like there was something you wanted.

The moment of silence snapped as you laughed nervously, wine glass gracefully in hand.

“Where are my manners, come in come in.” You waved.

Your apartment was neat. Not in the way his brother was, with white walls and minimalist furniture. No. It was neat like it lived around you. Mail scattered on a dining room table next to wine bottle, and a phone.

He bet if he tapped on the screen, there would be a picture of you and your boyfriend.

Dante hated that name.

His name.

He had stopped seeing you after you became exclusive with him.

Or, you tried to ghost him and he made you admit you didn’t want to see him anymore.

You never kept secrets from him, sweet girl. Even if it were better if you did.

But Dante didn’t mind seeing your posts of him, as long as his thumb was over the picture of that guy’s face.

“Would you like something to drink?” You offered with a spare glass in hand.

“Sure.” You turned around.

Seeing that he was there, you and your boyfriend were finished.

Fine with him.

He tapped the screen of your phone while you weren’t looking.

Just as he thought, your old lockscreen came back on. A picture of your dog.

Speaking of who, a series of paws clicking against the floor lead to Dante petting said dog.

“Hey boy, it’s been a while.” Dante chuckled as you walked over with a half full glass of wine.

That lounge robe looked too good on you.

Thank god for wine.

Next thing you knew, you had called up Dante. Gina told you not to.

“Girl you need familiar dick because you’re hung up on Max.”

“What the fuck is familiar dick?” Her comment damn near made you choke on Pinot Noir.

“What I mean is that you need to get a rebound! Fuxk him!”

“He dumped me two days ago don’t you think I need some time to be alone?!”

Gina sighed.

“Darlin’, he’s short you can’t be that devastated.”

You scoffed, wiping away at your face.

“Well whatever! I’m not calling up anyone it would be weird to just pick up the phone and dial an old fuxk buddy.”

A bottle of wine later had both of you began scheming.

You scrolled down past old hook ups, Gina naming people you should try to hit up.

You stopped at that name. A devil emoji next to those five letters.

“Dante.”

Gina was your best friend. This beautiful intelligent girl with two degrees and a baby on the way. Despite how she always had her shit together while you didn’t, she sure had some terrible ideas.

“(Y/N)-“

“No. Not happening.”

You dismissed the last text he sent you, which you never responded to.

You know I can fuck you better than him.

That was two years ago.

He was still on your social media, liking your posts but never commenting.

Even on pictures of you and your now ex-boyfriend.

“Come on, you remember what he said, why not just prove him right.”

“Because it’s weird.” You moan.

“Come onnnn.” Worst he can say is no I’m happily married with three kids and a mortgage. Oh wait, that’s never gonna happen to him.”

Ouch.

Dante.

The hottest man you ever slept with. And the best fuck you ever had.

Many actually.

But he wasn’t the greatest guy. He had his faults.

Some of them had lead you to the same point Max did. Crying and drunk on the phone with Gina.

“He wasn’t good for me then, what good is he now?”

Gina sighed.

“Do you want to get over him? Get under him.”

Good god could she get to the point.

You dialed before you could stop yourself.

To be continued.

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[anirak112]

So much tenderness 🖤

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[issacballsac]

“Being Best-friends with Dante Sparda„

Being a son of Sparda doesn’t mean he doesn’t have time to fool around with you ! Gender neutral human reader

Teenage Years | DMC3

Being the massive flirt he is he’ll most likely try and flirt with you upon meeting

Seeing as his twin brother is currently trying to kill him and take his necklace he’ll keep your first conversation short and leave you with his number

After literal Hell on Earth he’ll remember to give you a call

Y’all click instantly…he’s also just a really easy person to get along with but we’ll just ignore that

Now we all know he STAYS broke so either you pay for a meal or y’all are taking a walk in the park somewhere

Getting him to actually talk about himself is pretty difficult

Give him space and he’ll open up about deeper things in his life eventually especially things that concern his demon half(brother, childhood, etc.)

He does enjoy throwing compliments everywhere so expect daily words of praise whether it be sarcastic, goofy, exaggerated, or sincere praise

If you like to compliment as well it’ll be like the most sickening bromance ever

If your still in school DO NOT go to him for homework help

He’ll hype you up for sure but if you need genuine academic help just get a tutor💀

Would be genuinely upset if you made a joke regarding his white hair bro would get hella moody and claim you aren’t friends anymore

If you have a part time job you can BET he’s gonna ask for some bread

Not exactly outright but he’ll allude to it like..

“You remember all the damage those demon guys did to my shop? Yeah…it’s gonna cost A TON to repair it by myself…”

“Are you hungry? Well I heard about this new pizza spot that WE should totally tryout 😁.”

If you like to make clothes/jewelry/accessories he’ll totally wear it

Refuses to let you mess with his hair until like two years into knowing each other

Takes pride in his looks and you should too! Self care! Ofc you’re paying for any and all expenses🫶

Glorified sugar daddy😭

If you live with your parents…so does he

Congratulations you have a new brother 🩰

If you don’t he’ll offer to be roommates so he can get a cheaper rent

You’ll definitely meet Lady she is absolutely appalled at how you tolerate him constantly sarcastically ofc she knows he’s a good guy

If you’re into video games he’ll play with you granted he doesn’t have the money to pay for a game console so it’ll be on whatever console you have

Once he’s in your life he’s never leaving literally.

A best-friend for a lifetime

Adult Years

He probably saved you from some demons

Like if you met him in his teenage year he’d def start flirting

What can I say he stays true to himself

His personality would never change regardless of his aging

Still the same wacky woohoo pizza man we know and love

Thinks you look hot and invites you on a date which quickly just turns into a hangout after the LACK of romance

Still finds hanging with you to be fun and keeps a friendship

Even after establishing a friendship he still flirts here and there—force of habit

Would definitely teach you how to ride a motorcycle if you didn’t already know

More willing to let you mess with his hair

Like put it in pigtails or tie it up/braid it

Introduced you to the whole DMC gang

Now depending on the time period he’ll tell you about Vergil and his upbringing

He would totally tell you all about it after the events of DMC5 after he returns ofc!

I feel like he’s an animal guy so if you have any pets they’re now his pets too

Co-parenting core🩰

If you’re an artist he’ll be your muse/reference material any day

Loves the attention

Drunk dance nights

Karaoke too he doesn’t have the best singing voice but it’s not the worst

Since he’s a devil hunter he goes on missions a lot and seeing as you don’t want to get your shit rocked you stay behind

Cherishes every moment spent together and will make sure you know that

You always take him with you on vacations

How could you not???

He appreciates if you chip in helping him pay off his MASSIVE FUCKING DEBT

He doesn’t expect you to though

Despite being broke he stays stylish and if you asked would help you with fashion

Ofc he isn’t like BIG on fashion but cmon have you seen his looks? He dabbles

Immediately sees you after missions and starts ranting about the entire thing

“Can you believe it?! So obviously I shot that nasty bitch and it had the nerve to explode all over my jacket! It died so I can’t even get it to pay for a new one!”

“Don’t worry about why I smell like this worry about the fact that Trish totally took MY commission!”

Very dramatic but laid back too if that makes sense

Calls you cheesy nicknames that I will not elaborate on use your imagination 🗣️🫶

Enjoys live music and will go with you to concerts if you like

Shows you his demon form if you’re interested

Whatever your hobby is he’ll be interested

Would make sure nothing ever bad happened to you regarding devils ofc

Best bros for life and in death🫡

#devil may cry #dmc devil may cry #dmc x you #dmc x reader #dante x reader #dante x you #gn reader #x male reader #x female reader #x gn reader #x gender neutral reader #dante sparda #beingdantesfriend #platonic #platonic headcanons #dmc headcanons #fanfic #fanfiction

[plentyoffandoms]

group sex with the lads? (andretti, hook, darius, & dante) lads x female reader??

Main Masterlist ♡ AEW Masterlist ♡ Hook Masterlist ♡ Darius Martin Masterlist ♡ Action Andretti Masterlist

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warnings: Some swearing. Double Pussy Penetration. Oral (m receiving) DP, Anal. Creampie. Cum on face. 4 guys, 1 lady.

Gifs and photos do not belong to me.

WC:596

Tyler - Hook, Ty - Action Andretti

DARIUS MARTIN'S POV:

"Oh my fucking God." I groaned as I gripped her hips hard to pull her back for each every thrust I gave her.

"Come on Darius, stop hogging her pussy." Ty growled at me.

"I bet you can take both of us at once. Can't you, baby girl?" I pulled her head back far enough that I was looking into her eyes. She nodded her head yes. "See Ty."

I pulled out of her and quickly got underneath her and pulled her into my lap, letting her pussy take my cock in her once more.

She laid on my chest as Ty got behind her. I spread her ass cheeks wide, waiting for Ty to hurry his ass up.

I felt him finally slide in next to me, inside her pussy. She was moaning softly at how full she was.

"Move." She groaned, and Ty pulled out and slammed back into pussy, and I followed suit.

We had her squished between us as we both fucked her pussy.

"What the fuck is going on here?" I looked over and saw Tyler and my brother Dante, standing there. Tyler's mouth was hanging open.

"Don't just stand there. Leave or join." I said.

They two of them looked at one another and then back at the scene of Ty and I fucking the shit out of her.

"If she is okay with it." Dante said.

"You want them to join? Want two more cocks you greedy girl?" Ty asked her as he continued to fuck her.

"Uh huh." Was her reply.

She was too far gone, but I knew she could handle two more.

Tyler and Dante got undressed and joined the three of us on the bed.

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She was bouncing on Dante's cock, her mouth stuffed with Ty's cock at this point but she was going back and forth between him and I.

Tyler got behind her and lined himself up with her ass and slid into, making her stop chocking on Ty's cock and stopped jerking me off.

Her eyes were fluttering, and her mouth was still open as Dante and Tyler fucked her almost in sync.

"Don't you stop." I growled as I shoved my cock down her throat.

I was close, and I was gonna finish. I gripped the back of her head as I fucked her face. "Don't break her man." Tyler said to me as he slapped both ass cheeks, making her squeal around my cock.

"She can take it." I said, before I groaned out fuck as I came down her throat. I pulled out of her mouth as I needed to paint her face with my cum.

"Fuck man, move." Ty said as he pushed me aside and added his cum to mine all of her face and in her mouth.

With a hoarse cry, Dante filled her pussy with his cum, making her groan and being filled with cum.

Dante pulled out of her pussy and we could clearly see it drip out of her pussy and onto the bed.

Tyler fucked her for who knows how long, but he pulled out of her and came all over back and ass.

She fell face forward onto the bed, her ass still in the air, gapping.

I felt myself get hard as I climbed in behind her. I slid my cock inside her ass.

"Grab a hole, lads. We aren't done with her yet."

By the end of the day, all three holes were dripping with cum and her body was shaking from having orgasm after orgasm.

Tag list: @lghockey @im-just-a-mississippi-girl @nicoleveno14 @legit9thlunaticwarrior @hooks-martin @wwenhlimagines @melissahausen @faerieofthenightcourt @tahiri-veyla

#aew #all elite wrestling #reader imagine #female reader #reader insert #darius martin smut #hook smut #action Andretti smut #dante Martin smut #the lads #darius martin x female reader #dante martin x female reader #hook x female reader #action Andretti x female reader #wrestler x reader #wrestlers x female reader #darius martin imagine #hook imagine #dante martin imagine #action Andretti imagine

[flowering-thought]

I'm back~

So just out of more curiosity, heartwarming moments with Takeo? And (forgot her name) your other new OC too, that is if you want to share the divinity that is your characters.

With much love and appreciation for your work

-🍁 anon

Ooo 🍁 anon you always request such cute things it makes my heart melt! I'll go ahead and include my recent OC's that I released after you asked!

I saved this one to release after I finished up my spree of OC's cause I do enjoy 🍁 requests quite a bit 🥰 and then it took me a while to get to 😔

Not edited

WARNING - MINORS DNI

AFAB reader and reader is described as feminine and chubby/plus sized.

Yandere themes

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Mila Allen

Heartwarming Moments

I think there's one moment where Mila enjoys your presence the most. And it's when you two watch shows together. She'll invite you to her apartment and put on some show you two decided to binge-watch.

Her favorite part of watching something with you is watching your reactions. She likes seeing you respond to things. If you get scared she'll scoot a bit closer to give you some comfort and grounding. A sad moment making you cry? A part of her adores it but also lets you cry unless you cling onto her, then she pets your head and gives you a soft kiss on the cheek.

Anger, anxiety, and any emotion you show just makes her pay more attention to you rather than the show. And she loves hearing you go on about it and give your opinion during or after an episode.

She loves it when you want to watch something with her or you wait for her to watch something new you found interesting. It's just something meant for you and her, a calm moment where she can admire you and hold you close. Sometimes she'll even lay in your lap and have the biggest smile on her face while doing so.

There's something about the simple moments and how easily your expression turns that makes her so happy. Mila finds every moment with you so fulfilling. Sometimes when you two are watching something and you slowly lean forward and you find yourself on the edge of your seat for eat happens next she can't help but secretly take a picture.

She may or may not already have a secret folder on her phone only she can find, that contains all of the photos of your expressions that she finds the most adorable or beautiful.

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Takeo Kawahara

Heartwarming Moments

Takeo finds shopping with you to be very fun. He loves to go to his favorite thrift stores with you as well.

He enjoys the soft sunny days when you're both free and can wander around window shopping. He loves when you stop and look at something that you enjoy or even pull him by his hand to look inside.

And when you see something you want him to try on? Oh, he's blushing as you look through the racks and find his size for him. Takeo just nearly explodes when the clothes look good on him too. He loves knowing that you know his taste and even look forward to seeing something on him.

And he honestly enjoys your praise. When you compliment him he's absolutely head over heels.

Oh, but when he finds something for you? Or he finds shops that sell clothes that are better for your figure? He could spend hours getting you to try things on. He secretly takes pictures of the things you absolutely love but don't feel like buying so he could get them as a gift later. And he honestly takes pictures of you in all your outfits. He loves to see you in all sorts of styles.

And he endlessly showers you with all sorts of compliments. And if he sees you may not like something he of course says something along the lines of "It's nice! But maybe something a little looser? Or maybe something in another color?".

But when he sees your face visibly cheer up or get excited when he validates a certain feeling about an outfit it just makes it clear to him that you love him just as much as he loves you-

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Makoto Kawahara

Heartwarming Moments

Makoto loves coming by the bakery to see you when he's on a break or just when he misses you.

The smell of sweets and freshly baked bread that carries home with you just makes him feel so comfortable you don't even know-

So when he gets to see you baking something at home it makes him really happy. He loves watching you, the way your brows furrow together if you did something wrong or accidentally did something. Or the way your nose twitches when you smell something good. The way your lips curl into a small smile of triumph at trying out a new recipe.

He could watch you bake or cook for ages. He loves how his house fills with the smell you carry home when you bake. He always wanders around the kitchen when you do.

Sometimes he likes to sneak around and take a bit of frosting or flour and plop a bit on your nose or cheek. The simple moments of bliss where you laugh and giggle with him, flour dusting the counter.

The way you turn on some music and start to dance with him in the kitchen while something bakes in the oven. Makoto has the biggest smile in these moments, leaving soft kisses and occasionally getting raw flour on his lips and tongue, your laughter filling the room as you grab a towel and grab some water.

He can't help but love these moments the most.

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Dante Morelli

Heartwarming Moments

Dante often loves when you come over to his home. While it's in the quieter part of the city, he prefers it as it's enough space for a greenhouse where he grows all sorts of plants he adores.

And his favorite time is spent in there, caring for his plants with you.

Before he had a simple table and supplies in there but when he met you he put some furniture inside, soft plush cushions, and a nice little area shaded by large banana leaf trees and other sorts of plants that nearly reach the top of the greenhouse.

And when he would convince you to come over he would make sure you had some snacks and drinks while you sat in that space he created just for you while he trimmed certain plants or attended to other things in his safe space.

And sometimes if he took too long he would find you taking a nap. It's his favorite thing. He could watch you sit there forever, the background of different plants and the way your hair frames your face in that moment of pure bliss.

With a dangerous life like his, he loves these moments. No chaos, no stress, just you and him in a peaceful place where time feels like it's stopped.

Sometimes if he's tired enough he joins you. And sometimes if there wasn't already a blanket among the cushioned furniture he would drape one over you, being careful as he left a kiss on your forehead before attending to some things.

Of course, he has photos of you in his phone sitting there. Sometimes he considers hiring someone to paint these soft and comforting moments so he could hang them up in his home.

Just you and him in the comfort of his home is all he ever needs ♡

#.mila allen ♡ #.takeo kawahara ♡ #.makoto kawahara ♡ #.dante morelli ♡ #yandere oc #yandere oc x reader #yandere x reader #soft yandere #yandere x darling #yandere imagines #chubby reader #yandere male x reader #yandere male #yandere female #yandere female x reader #yandere x you

[gethooked]

Surprise ~ Dante Martin imagine

Can you maybe do a Dante Martin fic? - requested by anon

Dante and you have been dating since he signed to AEW. You guys have been through everything together. Being stuck in Jacksonville due to Covid. You guys breaking up. But then realizing you guys actually just needed space since you guys spent so much time together.

Him and Darius getting a push. While you were still performing on Dark. Feeling like you weren’t good enough to be with him. Since you were still on Dark and he was on Dynamite. But every time you had a doubt he would reassure you and make you feel 100 times better.

But the one thing that challenged your guys' relationship the most would be an unexpected injury. Dante never had an injury from wrestling before. And when he broke his ankle you knew that it was going to be hard for you guys. You guys were already long distance. Him living in Minnesota, and you living in New York.

It was gonna be hard because the only time you guys saw each other was at work. Unless you guys planned a weekend alone in your respectful states. You knew him being injured would be him staying home and not going to work. The day of his surgery happened to be a Wednesday, and Dante thought you would go to work. But you decided to surprise him.

You got in contact with his mom and she told you when and where he was getting his surgery. After they gave him the anesthesia before the surgery they asked him if he would like to see his mom. He of course said yes. Little did he know you would be going back with her. At first he only saw his mom and was talking to her.

Until you did a little fake cough to get his attention. He turned to where the cough came from. As soon as he turned he saw you and his eyes got all big and a big smile was on his face. After seeing his reaction you knew he was surprised to see you. You walked over to the bed and gave him a hug and a big kiss.

Before he had to go back you were just talking to him. You did this because you knew he was nervous even though the doctor has been doing this for years. Before they took him back you gave him a big kiss and told him everything was going to be fine. After the surgery and the anesthesia wore off, he told you that he thought he was dreaming. You laughed and told him that his dream came true.

After he got home from the hospital and knew he was in good hands you left to go back to work. The hands being his mom, dad, and little brother. While he was recovering from the surgery you learned a few of his moves. You had Darius teach you them since you knew he could do them and he started training at the same time as his brother. You would pull these out in your matches randomly, because Dante told you before that he wanted to teach you some of his moves.

After all of your matches, you would call Dante. You guys would talk about how his PT was going. How he felt, how you were doing and how you were feeling. You would talk to him for a little bit until one of The Lads would come by and steal your phone because they heard Dante’s voice. You didn’t care that they did this because you knew it made Dante feel special inside.

After a few months, little did you know, Dante had a surprise for you. His surprise would be his return. You were sitting in catering with Bowens and HOOK, watching Andretti and Darius give their promo about being in Minnesota. You were excited to go to Minnesota because you knew it meant that you got to see Dante. What you didn’t expect to see in their promo though, was Dante.

As soon as you saw Dante on that screen you cracked a big smile. Bowens and HOOK were both recording knowing Dante was back. You would turn to both of the boys and ask is this for real or am I dreaming? After your question you heard from your favorite voice say it's real. As you heard your lover's voice, you whipped your head around. Got up and ran towards him.

He caught you and gave you a kiss on your forehead as you cried. After you calmed down, he said you surprised me before my surgery so I thought I would return the favor and surprise you. You laughed and told him that it was the best surprise he did since you guys started dating. Later that night, in the hotel room you asked him how he pulled it off. He replied nonchalantly saying that The Lads actually helped a lot with it.

Taglist: @99hook @carlybow @saramusazzi99

(See pinned post for taglist info!)

#dante martin x female reader #dante martin imagine #dante martin

[dawnisatotalqueen]

character : dante scarleto

summary : soulmate au where you see the world in black and white until you meet your soulmate

.·:*¨༺ “I would never fall in love again” ༻¨*:·.

Dante Scarleto had given up on love a long time ago. He had gone through girl after girl, and none of them were his soulmate. None of them ever put color into his world. He had tried and tried and got himself hurt so many times.

Every now and then, the burn would hurt more, too, as these girls had realized he wasn’t their soulmate by meeting their actual soulmate. He had given up. Who needs love? Certainly not him.

.. Well, that’s what he thought until he saw her.

It was a day just like any other. There was nothing incredibly special about that day. Dante went to his favorite coffee shop. He went there often and recognized most people. The town was somewhat small, regardless, so it was rather tight-knit.

The weather was rather gloomy, and he had brought an umbrella just to be safe.

He stared at his coffee cup mindlessly, tapping his fingers on the table. For just a split second, he looked around.

That’s when he saw her.

She was beautiful, the most lovely girl he had ever seen. She had (s/c). She had (h/c) hair. But most of all, she had enchanting (e/c) eyes…

Wait, baby blue? He stopped in his tracks, rubbing his own eyes because he must have seen it wrong, right? When he looked again, everything was its normal grey color.

What was that? He shouldn’t be able to see in color. He hasn’t met his soulmate yet.

Unless…

No, that couldn’t be it. He pushed the what ifs to the back of his mind.

He couldn’t help but stare at her in awe, though. How could someone who looks like her exist? It made no sense in his head. Her soulmate was extremely lucky.

About half an hour had passed, and just as Dante suspected, it had started to rain. He got his umbrella, heading to the door. When he got there he saw the same girl from before. She was making her way out into the rain, trying to cover her head with her arms.

He chuckled to himself briefly before going out.

She moved her arms down, looking dejected. God, even that was endearing.

He opened his umbrella, raising it over his head and walking over to her. He moved it from above him to above her. Her head quickly darted up in surprise as she stared at him.

Dante grinned. “Someone as cute as you shouldn’t be stuck in the rain.” He stated and handed the umbrella to her as she stared in awe.

He grinned at her once more before starting to run, pulling his jacket off and using it as a roof over his head.

For just a split second, he saw the color in the world. For just a second.

A few weeks had passed since that day. Dante had been making going to the coffee shop at least once a day a part of his routine. He didn’t know what it was, but he just always wanted to see her. He took every chance he could possibly get to see her face.

He tapped on the table, staring at the door. She should be getting there any minute now.

She sat at the same table everyday, she got the same drink every day. He had overheard her order it multiple times, and this time, he bought it just a few minutes before her expected arrival and sat it on the table.

He didn’t know why he was doing all this. It was a drive more powerful than his own brain. He felt like it was a necessity. He couldn’t keep living if he didn’t see her face. He had never felt something like that before.

And just like that, she walked in. She went to her usual table before she froze. She picked up the drink, checking to see if it was one that someone had left. Upon her realization that it was both full and hot, she brought it to her lips, tasting it.

Her eyes lit up when she realized what it was and she sat down.

Dante smiled, looking away from her.

And so that continued. Every day he bought her a coffee. Every day, she still had the same smile when she got it. Some days, he would throw in different baked goods just to see her smile grow.

Every day got a little more colorful. The dull grey tones slowly became slightly tinted with color, and he finally felt hope. She must be his soulmate.

That was the only girl he had been consistently seeing as of recently. She was the only girl he had ever felt this way for. She must have been it. This was it. This was his soulmate. Now, his only issue was figuring out how to talk to her.

He walked into the cafe, per usual, getting ready to order his coffee before he noticed his table.

There was a coffee cup there. When he looked around, he saw her. She was staring at him with a smile. He made his way over, picking up the drink and taking a sip. It was his usual order.

When he looked back down at the table, he saw the receipt. She had written on it. He picked it up, reading over it.

‘Hi I’m (Y/N)! Ty for the drinks and sweets <3. This is my number (xxx)xxx-xxxx. Call me.

Ps. I like your blue hair.’

He felt warmth rise to his cheeks and his whole world shift. Suddenly everything was bright and beautiful, there was so much color everywhere. When he looked back up at her, she was looking at him.

(Y/N).

Future (Y/N) Scarleto. 

.·:*¨༺ “Until I found her”  ༻¨*:·.

a/n: hi! first time Tumblr poster short time lurker 💃. this is smthing I wrote a few months ago for a friend. I just filled it in with y/n stuff. idk if I'll post more aphmau, but yk have this 🙏

#aphmau #aphmaurp #aphmauroleplay #aphmaudante #dante #dantescarleto #dante scarleto #aphmau rp #aphmau roleplay #x reader #fem reader #female reader #Spotify

[cloveroctobers]

Here you’ll find part ii. To my spring prompts. This will consist of all works written during the spring season of 2023 🦚🍃🪷

FEELS = Dante Torres > Series: Chicago PD + NBC

CHUCKY CHEESE = Barry > Series: OBX + NETFLIX

WORTH IT = Kiara Carrera > Series: OBX + NETFLIX

KEEP UP = Rio (platonic?!) x oc x Mick > Series: Good Girls + NBC

HOLD ME = Tommy Miller > Live Action Series : The Last of Us + HBO

ROSE COLORED LENS = Sarah Cameron > Series: OBX + NETFLIX

WATCH ME WORK = Carmy Berzatto > Series: THE BEAR + FX/HULU

BLACK MASCARA = Ezekiel “EZ” Reyes > Series: MAYANS MC + FX/HULU

BLOODWAR = Joel Miller > Series: The Last of Us (Live Action!) + HBO

SOUTHERN DELICACY = Rio x oc x Arman Morales > Series: Good Girls & The Cleaning Lady + NBC/FOX

DATING LAYLA = REQUESTED_ Layla Keating > Series: All American + The CW

TERMS & CONDITIONS = Angel Reyes x oc x Cane Tejada + FX/STARZ

PART iii.

#spring prompts #spring prompt #spring prompts 2023 #chicago pd x reader #dante torres x reader #obx barry #obx s3 #obx barry x reader #kiara carrera x f! reader #kiara carrera x reader #rio x reader #good girls nbc #mick good girls #Tommy miller x reader #tlou #sarah cameron x female reader #Sarah Cameron x reader #carmy berzatto x reader #the bear fx #mayans mc #ez reyes x reader #joel miller x reader #tlou hbo #arman morales #the cleaning lady #Layla keating #Angel Reyes #cane tejada

[cerezzzita]

Hey there, kween. Rainbow dragon here with some valentine themed asks. Giving Dante a bouquet of his favorite flowers (red roses?) with “how much did all of this cost you…” “does that really matter?”. Or forcing McCree to watch a soppy movie + "That's really all I need. Some time with just you." Here's some valentines chocolates a s payment 🍫🍫🍫

🍓 ˖ . ᵎᵎ kiss from a rose ✦ dante x fem!reader

⌕ synopsis: It's Valentine's Day and your loving devil have a thing for everything red, especially roses.

notes: oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god- FINALLY MADE SOMETHING WITH >HIM< AAAA he's my boo, Dante's just the love of my life, I can't put in words how much I love this man! he's so sjsksananwwh UGHHH I LOVE HIM SO FREAKING MUCH! MAN I LOVE YOUUU <dante3

okay okay, now i can breath. oof! firstly, happy Valentine's Day y'all! if you have a Valentine to spend the day with, hope everything's nice and smooth with you, sending you friendly but sweet kisses, and if you're like me, without a Valentine (not that that's sad okay it can be pretty good and all), come here, Dante will make your day brighter and especial as he's making with me hehehehehe.

so! hope you all enjoy the reading! AND BY THE WAYYY GO FOLLOW @aldryrththerainbowheart, yup, the sweetheart that requested this! they (sorry, I don't know your pronouns, hope I don't offend you) have an DMC Arcana Series that's mwah, over the top! thank you for requesting, though <3333 and here some sugar for ya too 🍫🍫🍫

♡ word count: 455

♡ tags: fluffy, 2nd pov (you/yours), Dante being an sugarcube, use of petnames (because it's not Dante if he's not using petnames), female reader, he's shirtless btw, Dante being the ultimate red lover that he is <3

✦ read on ao3

Stealthily, you entered the doors of the Devil May Cry shop, the tails of your eyes inspecting every possible corner. Everything seemed unnaturally quiet for a venue that had daily hustles among its members. Perhaps it was due to the fact that that day was no other than Valentine's Day. And you were looking for your valentine, one with silver hair, crystal eyes and a smoldering mischievous smile.

Speaking of mischief, the tips of your lips twitched in a similarly conceited smile. Your hands behind your back guarded a preciousness that yes, could have taken a good amount of your salary as a Devil Hunter, but it would be worth it.

Returning to the present scenario, by instinct your eyebrows shaped curious curves by the unusual silence, which was occasionally interrupted by the low — almost inaudible — music coming from the old jukebox. Your mouth opened to vocalize:

“Yoo-hoo, Dante! Where are you?”

“Miss me, sugarcube?” From the top of the stairs emerged the slender half-demon, looking fresh and shirtless. Oh yeah. A freshly showered Dante could never be too much candy for the eye.

Your teeth subtly bit into the soft flesh of your lower lip, but not to give reasons to further inflate the Devil Hunter's ego, you shook your head and took a step or two towards him.

“There you are,” you purred, capturing the smoothness of Dante's lips on yours that resulted in a brief seal. “Did you really think I would let such a special date go unnoticed?”

It was Dante's turn to let his brow rise in question, the look of his features compounded by his caricature lightness and wit. Though he couldn't be astute enough to predict the movement of your hands as you filled the fields of his eyes with a neat, fragrant bouquet of red roses. His clear, icy eyes widened in surprise.

“Babe…”

“Since you have a thing for everything that's red, I thought they were your favourites!” You justified, the soft feeling of the fervency of love and embarrassment united in a single averted gaze. Your irises returned to Dante's still dazed face.

“How much did all of this cost you…?”

“Does that really matter?” You replied.

Dante finally gave you one of those rousing, contagious smiles of his, catching the crimson flowers in one hand and wrapping his arm around your waist, lifting you off your feet in an impromptu hug. The palm of your hand, by impulse, found the warmth of the firm and naked chest of the half-demon.

“Aw, babe, you're the best girlfriend ever!" With that said, your entire face was soon taken over by lots and lots of splattered kisses. “Thank you so much, angelcake!”

“Tee-hee, happy Valentine's Day, daredevil…”

cerezzzita©, 2023 · all rights reserved ⓘ do not copy, edit, steal or claim as yours

#cerezzzita's valentine #devil may cry #devil may cry fanfiction #dmc #devil may cry x reader #dante #dmc dante #dante sparda #reader insert #dante x reader #dmc dante x reader #dante sparda x reader #female reader #dante x female reader

[hellcatinnc]

How the Men Of Piofiore Would Be On Being Dating Apps

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Warning This includes: SFW(Read Tags Before Continuing)

Tags: sfw, dating apps, hookups, booty calls, smart phone, dating profiles, fluff

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(I have yet to get into Henri's story but I will update this as soon as I do.)

I marked this SFW since there is no actual sexual acts in it just the booty calls and dating apps

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Dante Falzone

Nicola talks him into doing this in hopes Dante will find a good woman for him or hopefully at least a fling however he knows Dante isn't that kind of guy. He would be the one with a romantic outlook something like CapoNeedsLove, DFalzone or SadMafiaGuy and his profile would be centered around writing as much as he can about what his likes and dislikes are. If he is going to go through this then he is definitely goin to make sure there is a chance for him to find the love of his life. He would stay clear of apps like tinder for hookups and go more for the ones like christan singles. He is very upfront about being the boss of the Falzone's and that his family has watched over Burlone for centuries, he is proud of it in away. Sadly this sad boy as well would get hurt easily if he was cat fished, he would easily give up and delete his account.

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Nicola Francesco

This man is the king of dating apps especially hot or not, tinder, and bumblebee. He knows how to swipe so fast that he can have 7 dates lined up for every day of the week in less than 5 minutes. He is smooth and charming and gets all the girls attention with his suave profile. His profile really be in the end more towards his booty calls with some possible relationships but they will all be short lived.

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Yang

Oh he is straight to the point on his because he really can't be asked to mess with them. He will make it blunt and clear and then he will forget to check his messages because he would rather go to a bar grab any woman he wants and make her his for the night at least. He don't care about the idea of being in our day in time with dating apps just doesn't faze him.

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Gilbert Redford

When it comes to dating apps you would think with the charm and how charismatic he is he would would be perfect at this. However Gil is more about up-close person to person chats. Anyways his wink here and there and kissing your hand well that would go unnoticed if he had to try to prove he can be your prince charming, gentleman. He makes a profile eventually cause Oliver pressures him to but you will find he is more the speed dating type and may check his messages once a week on the app mainly cause Oliver bugs him too.

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Orlok

Oh he is still trying to figure out how to use the phone. He has a smart phone that was given to him and he can't get past the lock screen sometimes because its just too hard to figure out so he ends up getting mad at it one day and breaks the phone. He did eventually get his profile put up but thats only cause in the end someone showed him how to get to his page and set it up. However after forgetting how to run the app, get his phone unlocked and be able to use it he said the heck with it and tossed it.

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#x reader #fanfiction #fanfic #fan fiction #Scenario Fanfics #scenarios #otome #piofiore #orlok #yang #dante falzone #nicola francesca #gilbert redford #x !female reader #!female reader #sfw #fluff

[that-gay-guy-from-hell]

Stuck in a Rut: Dante x G/N Reader

NSFW ahead Minors DNI

Seriously go away, children Summary:Dante is going through his first rut with you being his mate. Things have been going fine; he’s been doing what he needs and you have been enjoying it. However, it is the last week of his season and he is having issues relieving his ‘itch’ for you.

Beginning Notes: Since I keep writing long stories; I decided to take a break and write something smaller. This isn’t super descriptive or anything, but I like it idk lmao I know that this is “unrealistic” and that like over like 7 inches or some shit would hurt you (and can kill you) just roll with it. ✨🩸✨ Bottom G/N Reader x Top Dante--written with Male in mind, but no describing words or terms used that indicate such. Basically, just smut with very minor fluff Monsterfucking; Devil Trigger, Sin Devil Trigger Knotting Overstimulation; reader tells him to stop but it is disingenuous Minor Mating/Breeding Kink Biting Very Minor choking Small blood warning

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     Over the past few weeks, Dante and you had been sharing your (or rather his) first rut together. Things were going fine, great actually. The devil had been able to satisfy himself within a few rounds every six or seven hours. When you had sex it was mindblowing and, afterwards, he would shower you with pure romantic affections that made your heart melt. Today, however, Dante was having a hard time fulfilling those inner unholy urges.

     “Fuck- Dante~!” you felt the red devil manhandle you into a downward dog pose. A roasting grey-scaled hand pushed roughly down onto the back of your neck; forcing your head down and your hips up, “Wait-- Please--”

     Without hesitation, Dante shoved himself back inside and let out a tumultuous growl. Loud squelching noises came from you with every thrust of his hips, courteous of the several previous rounds of lovemaking. The two of you had been slamming hips together for nearly an hour now and you were beyond sore. Your hands gripped violently at the disheveled bedding as you felt him pick up the pace once more. 

     Dante moved his hand from the back of your neck and the top of your head, yanking it backwards. Slowly, he kissed along your neckline and was doing his best not to bite down too hard into your soft flesh. 

     “Fuck,” you hissed at him, “bite me if that’s what-- Ah~!” 

     You didn’t have to tell him twice, he bit down harshly piercing your skin with his sharp teeth. The red devil’s thrusts had become short and rough as he set the side of his face against yours. Hot breath washed over your skin as you leaned back against him; hoping that meant he was finally reaching his final peak. 

     With a final hard slam, he came inside you once more; burying himself to the hilt. Because of how much Dante had been ramming your poor hole, it didn’t take much force to push his knot inside your body. Not only that but, you were full enough that his cum was already running out of your body. 

     The two of you sat breathing heavily as you mumbled to him, “Are you..?” you couldn’t even finish your sentence out of exhaustion. 

     Dante didn’t respond.

     You exasperatedly face-planted into the bed, muffling your words, “Oh my god…”

     The red devil’s voice was soft and ladened with a thick feeling of remorse as he whispered, “I’m sorry… We can stop if--”

      With a loud huff, you turned your head slightly to unmuffle your voice, “Why don’t you just use it?”

     “Wait--” Dante stiffened and sat upwards, pulling himself from your body--making you groan loudly, “You mean..?”

     “Y-yes,” your hips dropped to lay flat on the bed and you shivered at the feeling of his seed gushing out of your body, “At this point, I don’t care.”

     Dante stared down at you for a moment in thought, his cock still standing at full attention. Carefully, he flipped you over to face him and placed his hands flatly on the mattress beside your body, “You don’t know what you are asking me to do-- This will hurt,” admittedly, his cock was aching at you making such a naughty request.

     “Dante,” you tiredly set a hand on his cheek, slowly running your thumb over the ridges of his face, “Do it.”

     His brow furrowed as he frowned with worry, “But--”

     “I want you to fuck me in your Sin Trigger, Dante,” your fingers slid behind the plating on his jaw and pulled slightly, eliciting a groan from the devil, “I want you to break me.”

     A low growling came from deep within his chest as he looked down at you, “Last chance to back--”

     You roughly pulled him down to meet your lips and forced your tongue into the heat of his mouth. Dante groaned at the feeling of you instigating such a fervorous kiss. The two of you fought for dominance, which Dante won of course; allowing him to explore your cavern freely. Once the two of you broke apart, the devil leaned back and stood up from the mattress. 

     Before you were even able to lean upwards to see him, a large set of broiling hands yanked you by your ankles to the foot of the bed. You swallowed hard as you felt the same set of grey and red scaled hands pick you up by your middle. Quickly, you wrapped your legs around the un-armored parts of his abs. This caused you to nick the underside of your legs on the large sharp spikes that decorated his thighs--making you hiss in pain. 

     In all your time being with him--even before you started dating--you had only seen his Sin Trigger a handful of times and that was always at a distance. Now that you are seeing him up close and personal, you were semi-afraid of your larger-than-life lover. His stature was enormous and the snarling growls he made as he moved you around like a toothpick, made you fearfully aroused. 

     That’s when you felt it. 

     Although you know Dante warned you, you didn’t really consider exactly how he meant that this would hurt; you, of course, knew that his dick would grow with him, but this was much more than you expected. You gasped at the feeling of his overwhelmingly thick cock head that prodded at your hole, trying to enter your body. Thankfully, there was plenty of Dante’s cum to use as lubrication; otherwise, the devil would have torn through your insides. 

     You shouted in pain at him trying to shove himself inside, “Fuck!” desperately, you clawed and grabbed at his biceps, “Dante-! Slower, pl-please,” tears had already sprung to the corners of your eyes as you grimaced, trying to relax. 

     Admittedly, you were worried if he was going to be able to understand you; however, the red devil did slow down as you requested. Relieved at the small amount of control he displayed, you closed your eyes to focus on allowing him inside. He slowly inched his way into your hole, emitting a low rumbling growl the entire time.

     All the while, Dante licked at your neck and face in an attempt to apologize. The red devil had no lips to kiss you with, so this was the best that he could manage. His tongue was pleasantly hot and felt like a cat licking you; gently scraping your skin. Although you were overwhelmed by the insurmountable feeling of being stretched out by his cock, you couldn’t help but laugh at the strangly cute action. However, this died down as you suddenly felt a pain start in your lower abdomen. 

     “Wait--” Dante stopped both the movement of his hips and tongue at your words. Your breathing was heavy as you spoke between breaths, “I can’t take any more in, please…” the red devil had pushed nearly ten inches inside your hole and still had plenty to spare. 

     He seemed to understand and stood still, allowing you to try to adjust. Distantly, you found yourself worrying about him trying to push too far into you when he finishes but were quickly brought back to reality by the sudden shifting of the red devil. 

     A loud sharp mixture of a moan and shout left your lips from him sliding out a few inches and pushing back in; moving in slow restrained movements, “Fuck~! Dante, holy sh-shit,” your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he moved more. 

     It only took a few minutes for Dante to work up to a brutal pace. Loud and animalistic growls left his body as he fucked up into you, holding you like a living fleshlight--and treating you with the same respect. His fingers had tightened around your middle, bruising it almost instantly. A small amount of blood began to drip from your sides from the pin-prick tips of his claws slicing into your skin. Each one of Dante’s thrusts only made him hunger more for your body; hunger to make you his.

     All this in contrast to you; you who was scarcely able to hold on and just continued loudly moan miscellaneous gibberish at the devil. A small amount of drool began to dribble from your mouth as you did your best to stay awake and your eyes rolled into the back of your head. You felt Dante begin to heat up, a sign that he was getting close--which he was much hotter than his Regular Trigger, you noted. 

     Wanting to hold him, you use what little energy you had and leaned forwards. Carefully, you set your hands on his face doing your best to avoid the spikes along his jaw. Upon feeling your small gentle human hands, the devil leaned into you and placed his forehead against yours. Dante growled louder in pleasure at your touch and cocooned you with his wings; holding you even closer. Although it wasn’t clear because of the lack of pupils, you thought he was staring into your eyes--a rather romantic gesture during such a less-than-such fuck fest.

     It was swelteringly hot within the bundling grasp of the devil, to the point of you feeling lightheaded. You knew Dante would stop if you passed out so you did your best to push him over the edge by trying to tighten your body--not wanting to have to try again later.

     “Dante,” your voice was hoarse, “Please~” you felt him tighten his grip, “I’m all yours, Dante. Plea-ah~” his thrusts became short and ragged, “Just- Gah~ please…”

     At this point, Dante was doing everything in his power to not force himself all the way inside you--knowing that you would die. However, all he wanted to do to knot your tight hole--to breed you. Because of this intense focus, he hadn’t noticed that he had his claws sunk nearly an inch into your flesh and had begun to burn your delicate human skin with his scorching scaled palms. 

     You, admittedly, had noticed but were beyond overstimulated and exhausted; so you didn’t care as long as he hit his climax.

     It only took a few more stiff hard jabs before he spilled his hot load. Not really thinking, the red devil sunk his teeth deep into you as he normally would; not thinking of the consequences that this could and would have. Not only were his teeth razor sharp and quite large; the inside of his mouth was scaldingly hot and burnt your skin. The devil’s teeth sunk just shy of an inch deep into the side of your neck--making you suddenly aware of what he just did. 

     You shouted in both pain and pleasure, “Dante~! That--” you hissed as you sliced your palm on his shoulders, forgetting that he is covered in spikes, “That hurts-- Ah~!” you moaned loudly as you felt him shift his hips a bit.

     The red devil just stood there unloading himself into your trembling body. You were full enough that most of his seed ended up on the floor and both of you; however, despite this, the devil made sure to stay inside you. He thunderously purred through his bite, making you feel tingly at the strange sensation. Admittedly, you were on cloud nine and the rumbling sensation only added to the intense overstimulation caused by your lover. 

     The two of you stood for several minutes as Dante slowly ground himself against you, still fighting the urge to push further into your delightfully full hole; the hole that belonged to him. His wings slowly unfurled from around you and his grip slowly loosened; removing his claws from your skin. You were on the verge of unconsciousness as you felt him shift once more; this time, however, it was because he was slowly backing out of his Sin Trigger--moving to his Regular Trigger. 

     A low groan left your pursed lips as you felt him remove his cock with an audible pop. You shivered as you felt a sudden wetness drip down your legs; accompanied by the feeling of being both too full and uncomfortably empty. The next thing he did was release his vice grip of a bite.

     There were thick lines of his spit mixed with your blood that strung between your flesh and him as he slowly removed himself from you tender neck. Still coming down from his high, Dante had a wide smile as he gently set you down on a clean section of the bed. Looking down at your disheveled form, he wiped the blood from his mouth with a large proud smirk. You were relatively out of it at this point; wanting nothing more than to sleep--not caring about how messy everything was or how much loving pain you were in. The red devil placed a gentle kiss on your forehead due to a warm overly-sappy lovey feeling beginning to fill his chest.

     It wasn’t until he saw blood begin to quickly pool on the sheets below your neck that he began to realize the gravity of the situation. Although it wasn’t uncommon for you to end up with some bleeding marks during the last few weeks; the bite from this session was much deeper and had larger holes than normal. Without thinking, the fiery devil placed one of his palms on your neck to cauterize the wound shut. 

     Which pulled you right back to reality with a loud shout, “Fuck! Dante!” you tried to pull away from his palm. 

     With a small huff, Dante used his other hand to brace the opposing side of your neck and held you in place. After a few painfully long minutes, the devil removed his hand. A strained grunt left his lips as he returned to his human form, now just as exhausted as you.

     You were breathing heavily and had tear streaks running down your face, “Why..?”

     He sighed and gently placed his head against your chest as he mumbled, “You were bleeding too much…”

     A small agreeing, “Ah,” is all you could manage to say.

     Admittedly, it was a good thing you were semi-delirious; otherwise, you would have shared in Dante’s worry. If he had bit down just a little further through your soft neck, the red devil would have bitten through your jugular and killed you. The two of you would have to figure out a safer way for him to use that side of him; if you want him to use it at all. 

     Before the two of you could discuss it, a small gentle snore caught Dante’s attention. You were already fast asleep. The devil stood up with a small shake of his head and a large toothy smile as he made his way to get some cleaning and medical supplies.

     Surely you were going to be angry about how much your neck--and the rest of your body--hurt from today; however, that is for future Dante to worry about. All he wanted to do right now was clean you up and curl up close to you. You, his partner, lover,  mate; his everything. 

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Ending Notes: Hope y'all enjoyed this even though it's kinda short. The next story will most likely be a fluffy (not angsty) Vergil fic; so stay tuned lmao

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[rodeoxqueen]

Can I have a sequal 2 da Dante x Reader birth to his darughter…. Lik what he iz lik after his daughter iz b0rn and what his wife (y/n) is like

Sure thing.

-Rodeo.

Loves his daughter. Loves her very much.

Definitely extremely protective over her since he is the infamous son of Sparda and she the granddaughter.

Sings her old bar tunes from his younger more degenerate years.

Definitely gets a little more serious when he has his daughter but only because he’s terrified of anything happening to her.

Picks up little trinkets for her.

When she was younger and teething she’d cry over sore gums and Dante would slip her a crust of pizza to gum away at when you weren’t looking.

He sucks at cooking but he can make simple things for her.

Dante would love his wife like it was his first time ever seeing her every day.

Becomes very domestic.

Will wake up later than the two of you in the mornings but makes it his job to scoop the two of you up once he makes it to the kitchen where you’re making breakfast.

His daughter will have a phase where she is disgusted by how deeply in love the two of you are. She also thought your real name was either babe or sugar for a while.

He’s got trauma from his childhood and how abruptly it ended so he’ll never want his little girl to grow up too fast. He tries to keep the ugliness of the world away from her as much as he can.

Dante’s daughter will sneak away from curfew to join her old man on missions and eventually Dante realizes he can’t keep her away from his bounty hunter life.

His wife, oh his wife.

He loves wearing his ring. A simple silver band with your name engraved.

His wife would have to be very nurturing but tough. He wouldn’t put a woman through his life unless he knew she could handle it.

He likely wouldn’t trust a civilian and would probably prefer a woman who also knew of the demon world and how to eradicate her weight in devils.

However, the two of you quickly fall into domestic life together, especially with the child.

You’d be understanding when he came home too late but his daughter is very much a daddy’s girl and would jump for joy at his return.

Drinks in front of his daughter and when she’s older she’ll make fun of him or steal his handles when she has her friends over.

Wants to be a cool dad but knows kids these days aren’t as easily impressed as they used to be.

His wife definitely grounds Dante from going too low and shooting too high. He struggles with both.

He really needs a ride or die but please don’t die. His worst fear is ending up like his mother in that sense where he’ll have to raise your daughter alone. ;(.

Once puberty happens and all of a sudden daddy’s girl doesn’t want to be near him at all and is always rolling her eyes, he’s devastated. He’s just glad she has a good relationship with you at least during that era so he at least can hear how she’s doing from a second source.

“No please not the teenage angst. She gets it from me.”

Will blow his top if he catches her being disrespectful to you.

His daughter after a terrible fight will find him later with a bourbon in hand and a photo book of her baby photos. He asks her to sit down and tells her-

“I know things aren’t very good between us right now but if anything, anything happened to you…I wouldn’t know what to do.”

A little goes a long way and the two are quick to go back to being close.

Will spend money he doesn’t have on her. She would be spoiled if you as her mother didn’t set boundaries.

Won’t take it easy on her sparring wise since she’s a quarter demon and needs to know how to strut her trigger when she needs it. The tough love pays off.

All in all, Dante desperately wants to be a good father and be present at everything. He’ll want to involve himself in everything she’s up to and is willing to invite him to.

Most likely, he’ll find himself extremely happy in this new family of his, of strong loving women who take no shit.

Please let Dante settle down and be happy Capcom I ain’t gonna keep begging.

#devil may cry #dante x reader #devil may cry headcanons #dante #dmc5 #devil may cry imagines #dante imagines #dante headcanons #daddy dante #female reader

[clownd1ck]

trouble, j. miller | chapter one

mob!joel miller x fem!reader

chapter summary: after getting fired from your job at the bookstore, your grandparents introduce you to the man who’s been helping them out for awhile: joel miller. now, it’s his turn to help you.

chapter warnings: reader swears and has dry humour (she’s a bit of me x), mentions of vip’s getting touchy but it’s hypothetical if that makes sense?? reader calls her grandparents ‘pops’ and ‘nonna’, no beta cause i cba, blah blah blah that’s it

also no hate to anyone who reads romance/physical smut books, the hate is simply towards minors who read them & their parents for allowing them LOL

word count: 2518

(series masterlist)

you really don’t know how much longer you can do this.

you’re six hours into your ten hour shift. you’re bored, you haven’t had your lunch break, and your phone is charging behind the desk where you were watching criminal minds before two teenage girls walked into the bookstore.

you’ve watched them for the past twenty minutes. they practically ran to the romance section, picking up books and flicking to certain pages you know had the most pornographic scenes in them before they’d giggle amongst themselves and add it to the pile they were building.

can teenage girls even afford this many books? you had been working since you were sixteen, and you’d barely get enough money to buy yourself two books whilst the rest would be stored away for college. and is this what people were reading nowadays? a male character that exudes toxic masculine standards whilst the author plays into the whole “innocent, virginal” female character who hadn’t the slightest clue about sex or life? is this what parents were allowing their children to-

“we want these books.” a demanding voice speaks to you, and you almost have to do a double take when you see the two teenage girls stood before you at the counter. god, you couldn’t even rely on the younger generation to be polite these days, especially not when one of them is judging you for your oversized hoodie and sweats and the crocs that sit on your feet.

“of course.” you force a smile, biting back on the insults you wish to hurl upon them. but, your boss is in the back. probably doing jackshit like she usually does, leaving you to work your ass off without any breaks.

the scanner scans the barcode on the back of every book before placing them in two bags. dante’s nine circles of hell sounds more appealing than this. you might just grab one of the books and hit yourself with it, hoping you hit so hard you might pass out and get to leave early. not like your boss would allow it, but the thought of having a hot shower and slipping into bed sounded nice.

“and your total is $194.68, is that going to be cash or card?” you rest your hands on the counter, looking at the two girls. one of them whips out a card, so black and matte you almost feel the courage to ask her if: it’s her fathers, and if so, is he single?

you hand her the card machine where she taps the card, and once the payment is deemed successful, one of the girls takes the bag, looks into it and frowns. “these aren’t in the right order.”

“excuse me?”

“the books aren’t in the right order.”

there’s a right order to put books in. none of them were even a series, and even then, does it really matter if your fucking fairy porn trilogy is separated?

“did you ask for them in a certain order?”

the girl gives you a look. “no?”

“so then why would i know what order to put them in?” you’re so done. you’re so fucking done, mentally, physically, and in the eyes of your boss, as well. the girls look at you, mouths agape, probably because they didn’t think they’d be spoken to this way, but you always said that the second a customer is rude to you, you’re being rude back.

the duo scowl at you as they leave the store, muttering insults under their breaths like it was a middle school friendship break up. you sigh, going to turn around to grab your phone when you jump back, spotting your boss leant against the wall.

“you’re fired.” she states.

“yes!” you fist pump the air sarcastically, grabbing your stuff and practically racing out the store. you didn’t even care if you were supposed to wait until the end of your shift to fully leave your job. you were hungry, tired, and your pops and nonna had told you that pops’ infamous burgers would be made for dinner and you were eager.

on your walk home, you listen to your music. it was relatively dark outside, and ideally, as a woman, you shouldn’t be wearing headphones in the dark. but you had always been more frightened by the noises you could hear rather than the ones you couldn’t.

you step into your home, taking your shoes off by the door and walk into the kitchen. you stop at the sight. your pops and nonna were stood in the kitchen talking to a man you have never seen before and you’re almost offended that your grandparents hadn’t allowed you to meet him because jesus christ and all things holy, that man is beautiful.

he’s tall. scarily tall, actually. and not to say you have a thing for muscular men but you would not mind letting this stranger throw you about. he leans on the kitchen counter, arms folded across his chest as he eyes you up.

“he. who is he?” you point to the man, looking at your grandparents.

your nonna tuts your name. “he is joel miller, helps us out where we need it. why are you home so early, sugar, i thought you had a ten hour shift today?” nonna embraces you, kissing your cheek as she taps your arm, signaling for you to sit down at the kitchen table.

a faux laugh escapes you. “heh, well, you see-”

“don’t tell me that damn boss of yours ‘s been givin’ you a hard time again.” your pops speaks up this time, interrupting you this time. your pops was a scary man. he used to be involved in a lot of shit back in the day, constantly being chased down streets and alleyways by the police, always having them on his doorstep which would cause his mother to scold him. you can’t count the amount of times he’s threatened to come down and give your boss an earful on both hands.

“she actually fired me. apparently addressing one’s stupidity isn’t allowed. however, i am more focused on joel. joel, what is your purpose in this here house?” your head turns to look at the man as he addresses you, and he gives you a small smirk, walking over to the table and sitting across from you.

“she got a mouth on her, don’t she?” he asks your grandparents, and your nonna chuckles.

“always has. only started living with us when she was eighteen because of college, but she’s always had something to say.”

“something that’s gotta be shared with everyone.” your pops adds, and you give him a playful pout.

“right here guys, right here.” you announce. “back to the topic at hand. joel, why have you interrupted my pops’ burger night?” you’re facing each other now, your eyes analysing his face but all he does is smirk and since when was smirking so attractive on a man?

“well, your grandparents here mentioned how you hated your job, and i just so happen to have one that needs filled at one of my clubs.” his texan accent was prominent and full as he spoke, his brown eyes never leaving yours. “‘s if you want it, of course.”

“what club?”

“apocalypse.”

you slam your hands on the table with a wide grin. “i’m sold. when do i start?”

joel chuckles. “no questions about the pay, the shifts?”

you shake your head. “nope, don’t care. you know how hard that club is to get into?” you turn your head to look at your grandparents. “extremely fucking hard, i’ll tell you that right now. and i’ll get to work in there? god, life is so generous to me sometimes.” you exhale lightly, jokingly.

joel doesn’t stay for your pops’ burgers, but he’s given some to take home anyway. you decide to walk him to the door, being the ever so kind woman that you were, ready to see him off when he stops.

“ya’ start at five p.m. tomorrow, alright? i’ll have someone show you around, get you your uniform ‘nd all that before the club opens.”

nodding your head at joel, you bid him goodbye and watch as he makes his way to a sleek, black porsche, get in, and drive off.

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“what do you mean you’re working for joel miller?” alicia asks you. alicia was the first friend you made at college after you chewed her ear off for the entirety of your first class. a girl who followed gothic fashion and was an absolute sweetheart compared to the people you’ve known in the past.

“i mean exactly what i said, babe. he’s apparently been looking after my grandparents for awhile and he offered me a job at apocalypse after that old bitch fired me.” you shrug, taking a bite of burger you got from dining hall.

“but joel miller is…he’s dangerous! everyone says his clubs are just money laundering schemes to hide his actual money.” naomi spoke up this time. ever the worrier, she was.

“money laundering would mean that no one was using his clubs and they were just there, naomi. the clubs are exclusive. i mean, we’ve all seen the lines to get in. we’ve been in those lines!” alicia somewhat comes to your defense even though you know she’s fully against you working there.

“my friend tina, the one from the political science class, worked there last year, and she says the pay is amazing!” a woman with black curls approaches your trio, another close friend of yours: georgia. “don’t get me wrong, she said some shady stuff happens in the v.i.p. lounge, but probably just guys gambling or something.”

you embrace georgia. “see, good pay and all i have to do is not ask questions. i’ll be fine, guys. and you,” you look at georgia “need to meet me at our cafe so you can tell me about that little masc lesbian of yours.”

you finish the rest of your burger, and pick up your bag. “gotta get home, but i’ll fill you all when i see you.”

you wave goodbye to your friends, walking out of the building as you scroll on your phone. when you get to the street, you bump into someone, about to apologise until you look up and gasp dramatically. “you! are you stalking me. god, joel, i didn’t know i was worth being stalked. that’s so flattering.”

joel scoffs, and opens the passenger door to his black porsche. “get in. ‘m gonna drive you down to the club.”

“don’t have to tell me twice.” you get into the passenger seat, placing your bag down in between your legs and joel closed your door. he rounds the front, getting in beside you and starts the car.

“ya’ hungry?” he asks, driving away from your college building.

“i ate just before i left. had a cheeseburger. not the most edible thing i’ve ever had, but it worked.”

“if you’re hungry when we get there, i’ll take ya’ down to the kitchen and grab you somethin’ there. house mom might have some snacks for ya’ too.”

brows furrowed, you turn to look at him. “the fuck is a house mom?”

“older woman who works with the dancers, takes care of ‘em in between dances. she’ll have snacks, spare outfits or shoes, hygiene products. helps ‘em all like a mom would.”

“nice.” you nod your head, and soon you’re in the private parking lot for the club. joel gets out first, rounding to your side and opening the door up for you. “gotta love a southern gentleman.” you snicker, walking into the club behind him.

he walks up a set of marbled stairs, heading to the second floor. “you’ll be working in the v.i.p. lounge, ‘s where all the dancers are and most of our staff.”

the second floor of the club is lit with red led lights, creating a sultry atmosphere. there are private rooms scattered all around, but there are booths scattered in the middle. joel walks you down to a hidden room and opens the door.

“this is my office. you can put your shit in here.” you walk in and place your bag down on the cushioned sofa, taking a seat beside your belongings. “i’m here when i’m not in the booths doing business, but if anything happens out there, ya’ come and find me, alright?”

you nod your head at him.

“all v.i.p’s know dancers and staff aren’t to be touched, but you gotta promise you’ll come find me if that rule is broken.” after promising, he continues. “i’ll take you down to adele and see if she’s got any spare uniform for you. she’ll walk you through anything else.”

joel guides you down the haul with a hand on your lower back, and if there was a camera following you, you would’ve hand an office moment with this simple touch.

“momma!” joel yells, knocking on a pink door.

the door opens, and an african-american woman opens it. she looks at joel, then you, and embraces you in a tight hug. “welcome, baby. this the new girl we’ve been hearing about?”

“yes ma’am!” you answer before joel can, shooting him a shit-eating grin.

joel speaks your name, and your eyes meet his. “go inside while i talk to adele, she’ll be back to help you in a minute.”

as you step inside the room, you’re met with an abundance of dancers. some are singing, doing their hair and make up, zipping up their heels, and others are lay on sat around eating some snacks.

“hi guys!” you wave at everyone, and they all squeal when they see you, immediately asking questions.

you answer them as best as you can until adele comes in. “now, i gotta get her some heels and her uniform, and when i come back-” adele glances around the room, pointing at an east asian woman with pin straight black hair. “lucy, do her make up, just so she knows what the standard is. your hair is fine, baby, don’t need anyone touching that.”

lucy smiles and waves at you, and you return it as adele leads you into the changing rooms. “uniforms are simple. black shorts, black long sleeve, and…what size shoe are you, baby?”

you respond, and she goes over to a rack of black, leather heeled boots. they’re platformed, shiny, and you know your feet are going to hurt the second your shift is done. “and these. i’ll let you get changed and you just come straight out when you’re done. help yourself to some snacks as well.”

“i don’t have to pay you for them?”

adele chuckles. “no, baby. joel gives me the money to buy the snacks. anything for you girls, joel pays for.” and with that, she leaves the room.

you sigh, looking at the mirror in front of you. this was a new job, with a hot boss, and from what you could tell, the rest of the girls in there were lovely.

this was your life now.

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a/n: first chapter mother fuckers let’s GOOOOO

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