#demiurge x reader

[hunn1e-bunn1e]

Demiurge - SB Reader Sleeps on His Lap

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This is a bit short!

I hope that this is something near what you wanted 🐀Rat anon! I did my best! I was a bit preoccupied with other things at the time as well, so I decided to make this a shorter one. — Benny 🐰

                                                                                                   

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Just how in the new world did Demiurge end up in this situation!? He's unworthy of such an amazing honor as this! Unworthy! The poor arch-devil is only a mere speck floating about in the sea of denizens that make up the Tomb of Nazarick... and yet...

.....and yet.....

...his most treasured one has chosen to slumber on top of his legs! It's like a dream come true! They depend on him to be a stable headrest as they sleep! He's so honored!

But, truth be told, Demiurge had lost his usual composure quite some time ago. Hours, really. His normally gray skinned complexion was now stained a deep crimson red, resting upon his bespectacled face. His whole body seemed to tremble lightly as he fought the instinct to move and readjust his position. Steam was practically shooting from his ears .

"C‐could I bring myself to be so vain..."

The arch-devil mutters to himself; holding a trembling hand just above the soft looking lochs of hair that sprouted from his most cherished one's head.

Just when his fingers are about to graze the snoozing supreme being's head; they stir and shift in his lap and turn their head to face him; grabbing his wrist and trapping his hand palm side up underneath their face. Demiurge's eyes widen as he felt the softness of their cheek. He could feel his face get about 20° warmer than it already had been.

He could feel his breathing rapidly pick up in panic, it was to the point that he was huffing and puffing like a spooked animal. He was touching them without their consent! How would he ever gain the confidence to show himself in their presence once they had awoken! But now... he couldn't move his hand without risk of waking them.

"How have I found myself on the cusp of such a difficult decision..."

Demiurge whispered to himself as he wracked his brain for a fitting solution to such a bizarre situation.

On one hand he could gently lift you from his lap and allow them to properly continue resting on one of the many plush pillows that decorated their bed. But then there's a possibility that he may wake them up or go against their potential unspoken wish to stay in the position they fell asleep in; head on his lap and all.

But, on the other hand, he is still a floor guardian and he has his own responsibilities and duties that come with that title that must be attended to at some point. In addition to that, Demiurge has no business encroaching on such a sacred place as his most cherished one's bedroom in the first place. But if he doesn't stay in place he might risk disappointing them.

"Mmnh.... Demi...urge..."

The slumbering sepreme being slurred with a goofy smile on their face, drool staining his red suit pants.

It seems Nazarick's strategist....

C R I T I C A L H I T ! ! !

...was found incapacitated by unknown means.

In the end, it seems Demiurge didn't have to make such a hard decision after all due to losing consciousness. His brain simply couldn't keep up with how hard it was working to subconsciously keep him from flipping out. His steaming 'corpse' was later discovered by Mare after he hadn't shown up to a summons from Ainz.

Mare reported that Demiurge was hunched over in a squatting position in his room, mumbling something about 'dreaming of me, they were dreaming of me, so honored, I'm so honored' and he also didn't seem to react to outside stimuli of any kind for a good few days.

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[the-blind-geisha]

If you're down for a bit of sads, how about Guild!MC jokingly made a bet with Ulbert for Demiurge's hand in marriage and Demi remembered but she didn't?

A/N: So many intriguing ideas for this one... X3 I love the thought of it. So full of angst and miscommunication! ♥

“Marriage for NPCs aren't a thing,” Demiurge recalled his Creator saying to her.

“Yeah? But the devs could implement it at some point! I mean, c'mon! They just allowed for player characters to marry one another, and for Guild NPCs to be allowed into dungeons.” She smirked. “You know it's coming.”

Ulbert stifled a laugh. “Fine then. If you lose this PVP fight, you'll have to marry my creation then. And don't divorce him either. You have to stay married to him. How does that sound?”

“Don't threaten me with a good time,” she joked.

That was seemingly so long ago.

Regardless, Demiurge recalled it all perfectly. But, nothing seemed to come of it. Whether that was because of these 'devs' or because of other reasons, Demiurge wasn't sure.

Now that he had his own voice, he felt he could bring it up to her. Find the moment to ask.

Maybe she could easily explain a few things. She seemed to be excited about the thought before...

The moment she showed up, the devil bowed. “My Lady, I was wondering if you could spare me a moment of your time?”

“Sure,” she said with a smile. “What do you need, Demi?”

He fixed his tie, wondering how to properly bring up the past that only he seemed to be focusing on. “Mm, I was curious—do you recall the moment Lord Ulbert asked you to marry me?”

The expression she made alone prompted the devil to nearly panic. It was mostly confusion, as though he was making it up.

“Marry you...?” She tried to recall what he was even talking about. It didn't help her memory was always garbage to begin with. Something somebody just told her could easily go in one ear and then out the other. “I'm.. I'm afraid I don't remember anything like that.”

Demiurge's chest tightened. That wasn't the answer he was hoping for...

“Are you certain? You were told to do so if you lost in a PVP match of some sort. Did you actually win that?”

“PVP match?” Again, she tried to remember what it was Demiurge was even talking about. “There were always so many of those, Demi. You'd have to be more specific.”

“What about the marriage to NPCs?” He was grabbing ant anything he could, trying to hope it wasn't just some dream of his.

She shrugged. “I mean, we could marry other players, but there was never any talk about marriage to an NPC.” She laughed. “I wouldn't doubt I was hoping for it, as I am such a weirdo with people in game. I wanted something that wouldn't mind my crazy ass.”

Hearing her say such things, Demiurge stifled a sound of upset. “So you don't remember the talk at all...?”

She shook her head. “I'm sorry. Maybe you're just remembering it wrong?”

That thought hurt him worse than anything. He wanted to believe he had the most brilliant mind in all of Nazarick. To have a Supreme Being say he might be misremembering something was painful.

Seeing the agony on his face, she gently rubbed his upper arm. “Hey, don't get so upset. We all have memory problems now and again. Goodness knows I'm awful at it myself. You could tell me something right now, and I'm sure I'd forget it in a few seconds.”

He wasn't sure what to say to that. The devil merely nodded.

“Anyways, glad we could have this chat. I'll catch you later, okay?” And with that, she continued onward through the tomb's halls.

She doesn't remember... Demiurge thought, pain striking his dead heart. It's as though someone stole her memories on purpose... He looked down at the floor, shaking his head. But who would do such a thing?

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[vewyscawy]

Supreme Pleasure

Pairing: Demiurge x GN SB! Reader

Tags: Supreme being reader, mating cycles/in heat

Wordcount: 2,919

Summary:  After arriving in the new world you thought you finally got used to your new body. What you didn't realize is that your species ran on a heat cycle, and you were about to hit yours. Deciding a supreme being shouldn't have to go through this alone, Demiurge decides to give you a hand.

It had been a couple of weeks since you and Ainz were transported to this world, and you were starting to get the hang of things. Your body had gone through some significant chances, but you were finally getting used to it. Or so you thought.

What you didn't realize is that your species went through a heat cycle, and you were about to hit your first.

Ainz had called a meeting, and you were there, not feeling anything strange yet, but the Guardians definitely noticed. The Overlord poured over a map, pointing to different strategic spots, while Albedo and Demiurge stood at the other side of the desk, adding their own ideas, information and issues they might have with the plan. You were somehow distracted. When you got out of bed this morning you felt slightly annoyed and off your game, but you blamed it on your rest not being sufficient. You tapped your arm impatiently, wishing this meeting could be over with soon.

"Y/N, are you all right?" Ainz asked you as he noticed your mental absence, and you snapped back to reality.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I was distracted."

Demiurge and Albedo traded glances, and you half expected Demiurge to come up with some grand reason why you were not paying attention, as if you were secretly hiding some displeasure over the plans because you were already 10 steps ahead. No such reasoning came from the Arch Devil. He stayed uncharacteristically quiet, but now that you were looking at him you could see he too looked distracted. His ear seemed to twitch ever so often, and when he noticed your eyes on him he looked away.

You wonder if it was something in the air.

Ainz cleared his non-existent throat.

"I suppose we are done here anyway. We've put the necessary precautions in place, and no good will come from going over this any longer."

The two guardians nodded, and you breathed a sigh of relief. You couldn't wait to get back to your room and sit out your sudden wave of annoyance at the world and everyone around you. Your stomach and head felt weird, heavy, maybe you were coming down with something. Here's to hoping that it left as quickly as it came.

Demiurge had excused himself swiftly, seemingly in a rush, but the devil was always working hard so you chalked it up to him being busy as usual.

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"My Supreme One," Albedo started as the both of you left Ainz' study, "If I may..."

She waited for your response, but seemed a little apprehensive.

"Lord Ainz and you told us guardians that before we were transported here your bodies were something you inhabited from afar, like avatars. That your true bodies were elsewhere... Forgive me if I'm wrong, but can I assume that neither you nor Ainz were used to these bodies and their characteristics before now?"

Uhh, what was she getting at?

"Yes, you're right, Albedo. Why do you ask?"

"Please do not take my meddling the wrong way Supreme One, but I think there's something you need to know, if you weren't aware of it yourself. If you were, I hope you can forgive this lowly guardian for saying what you already knew, but... It seems you are entering your heat."

Eyebrows flying into your hairline, you took a second to take in what she said so matter-of-factly.

"My heat."

"Yes, Lord/Lady Y/N. Your species functions on a heat cycle that returns every couple of months for about a week. I wasn't sure if I needed to tell you this information, but it seemed you were unaware of your body's way of telling everyone you were ready to create a child!"

Her eyes were sparkling while saying that and you inched back a bit at her sudden closeness. Oh dear... ready to create a child, huh. That was not something you had in mind.

"And I can assume everyone noticed this except for me?" you muttered, feeling stupid as all hell. Crap, you had been oozing sex hormones all morning, and you were the only one in the dark? Well, you and Ainz you assumed, since he was a skeleton and didn't get affected by hormones. Or, that's what you hoped at least.

"Well, of course! Lord Ainz is my one true love, but if it wasn't for that I wouldn't have been able to stop me from throwing myself at you, Supreme One! Your scent is quite titillating!"

Hoooooo dear. That was a whole heaping pile of information you'd rather she kept to herself. Suddenly Demiurge being distracted seemed to make sense. Ah, Demiurge. A flash of heat suddenly washed over you at the thought of him. Suddenly your irritation turned into a dull throbbing between your legs. Well, you were not coming down with an illness, but you did feel bad.

It wasn't like you thought of the guardians like Ainz did; they weren't your kids per se, but you did feel the power imbalance. You were sure if you were to ask anyone to help you with your heat they would throw themselves at your feet, but it felt wrong. It felt like you took advantage of their loyalty if you were to do this, and you sighed.

"How long did you say the heat lasted?"

"About a week if I'm not mistaken, Lord/Lady Y/N. If you allow me I will find someone to help you with it, as far as I know the heat can be quite intense, and it will be a lot easier to-"

You interrupted her quickly before she could finish her sentence, pretty sure it was going to go somewhere you didn't want her to say out loud.

"No, thank you Albedo. I will manage it myself. It will probably be best if I retreat to my room until it is over?"

It was more of a question, not knowing how much you affected the others just by being around them, and not knowing how much this was gonna affect you, you turned to Albedo to help you decide.

She seemed a bit torn at your words. Not wanting to go against them, but not agreeing with your choice of coping as well.

"I see. Of course a lowly guardian would not be enough to help you out with this, my Supreme One, but I still urge you not to deal with this yourself. Of course I will not go against your decision..."

A grimace found its way onto your face, leave it to her to make you feel guilty about this. But your choice had been made; you would spend the duration of your heat in your room, as much as the idea of being confined for so long bored you.

You quickly excused yourself, and teleported to your room.

"I can do this." you muttered to yourself, as you decided to explore the place you'd so painstakingly designed yourself. It was a great time to actually enjoy the stuff you put in here so long ago when Yggdrasil was still a game and you a simple gamer designing your own quarters.

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How wrong you were.

After a day of not feeling so good, trying to distract yourself with trinkets and the on suite bathroom, the second day of your heat hit you like a brick. You were horny as all hell. At first you just masturbated, but it only made you throb harder. It seemed release by your own hands only made the heat worse. The third day you were curled up in bed, humping anything and everything you could get your hands on, practically crying in need. You needed to be freed from this torture. Someone... anyone!

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Ainz had heard about your predicament, first the clinical, clean version from your own mouth, and then the full juicy version from Albedo. After his emotion inhibition made him calm down (it was one thing to hear your friend wasn't so well, another to hear everyone in the tomb was horny as fuck because said friend was in heat and affected all practically all the guardians), he decided to give you some time for yourself. But honestly he was a little worried about you. It had been 3 days already of you holing yourself up in your room, not even coming out to eat. Albedo had made it seem like something really intense, and he knew what it was like being in a body you were not used to. Thankfully his only dampened emotions. Or sadly? He wasn't really sure at this point.

"Umu," he sighed, scratching his bony chin. Of course Albedo saw his predicament, because her eyes were always on him. After sharing a bit of his concern with the Succubus she fluttered her wings a bit.

"Lord/Lady Y/N said they can deal with it himself, though I disagreed... Maybe it's better to send someone to check on them? I'm pretty sure Demiurge has time! I heard things on the farm are going well..."

Albedo was concerned about the Supreme Being, but she was more concerned about Ainz checking on said Supreme Being. It was better for Demiurge to go. After all she knew that Demiurge had been quite affected by the heat, and now she would strike two birds with one stone.

"Ah, yes Demiurge." Ainz pondered. Well, he knew you liked Demiurge, and well, if you were all right you could send him away if he was not needed. If you were not all right he knew the devil would take great care of you. In whatever way you needed. He tried not to think about that too much.

And a very happy (horny and slightly concerned) Demiurge was send your way to check on you.

You were so caught up in chasing your own pleasure you didn't hear the knock, or the subsequent opening of the door. You were whining and growling into your sheets, biting down as you had come so many times you were a sweaty, sticky mess. It didn't change the feeling of desperation in you though. You wished someone was here to help. Demiurge passed your mind and you called out his name, not expecting an answer.

When you got an answer you stopped moving instantly. A chill running down your spine.

Oh shit.

"Lord/Lady Y/N... I'm so very sorry for barging in like this..." He seemed to fall over his words, uncharacteristically, faltering in his steps in the middle of the room.

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Honestly your scent was overpowering. When he stood in front of the door he could hear your whimpers, smell your arousal, but now that he was inside, he could barely stop himself from walking towards you, ready to devour you whole. His feet moved without him even trying to, but in the middle of the room he got a grip. This was a Supreme Being, and he was a mere floor guardian. They had not asked for him, he had come himself. He needed to get a grip, and...

Oh, they whimpered his name, reaching out for him.

They looked so desperate to be pleased, and he could help. He felt himself throb against his pinstriped suit pants. Honestly he had been fighting against his needs for the last couple of days. When he first smelled their heat had started he had almost been too distracted to listen to Ainz' plans, gripping his arm so hard he had left marks with his claws. Afterwards he had excused himself quickly, trying to will his lust away by working. It hadn't worked.

It seemed both of them needed help.

~

In a couple of steps he had bridged the distance between you and him, planting one of his knees on the edge of the bed. You looked mouth-wateringly delectable, and he ran his tongue over his sharp teeth. The moment you saw his tongue peek out hands flew to his chest, grabbing his tie and pulling him down to smash your lips together in a harsh kiss.

"Fuck, Demi- I need you so bad," you whined between kisses, already panting as he deepened the kiss, his teeth accidentally drawing blood. He should draw back, apologise for hurting his Supreme One, but the taste of you made him almost lose himself entirely. You felt him shiver against you, and you wished you could pull him closer still. He was between your legs, crotch to crotch, and you felt him throbbing against you so deliciously. You rutted against him, sure to leave a wet patch against the front of his pants, sure to leave your scent on him.

You were ready to burst, just from having him here, against you, seemingly as affected as you were. You were already naked, and he was not, and you decided it was time to change that. He needed to be inside of you now.

He surprised you by moving away slightly, lowering his face to where you needed him most.

"Ah, my Supreme One..." he grunted, his mouth watering at the sight of your arousal dripping for him, the scent was overpowering his senses. You replied with something that sounded like his name and a whine, unable to form words to voice what you wanted. The moment his mouth made contact with you your brain short circuited, hands flying to grip his hair roughly and push him closer. He groaned at being manhandled by you. If you were anyone else he'd have your head, but touched like this by you made him almost come at the feeling of the sting, the feeling of you taking from him what you needed. He took his time, making sure no inch of you was untouched. His fingers prodded at your hole, slowly sinking into your tight warmth. He started a languid rhythm, adding another finger and scissoring you open. You were already so pent up it didn't take you long to come harshly in his mouth. He seemed to drink you up greedily, taking all you had to give him.

The moment he removed his mouth from you, you yanked him up, smashing your lips together. Uncaring where his mouth was seconds before you let him devour your mouth as well, groaning, unsatisfied still.

"Your clothes," you whined, pulling desperately at his suit, and he complied instantly, shedding the material quickly to show off his body to you. "I need you inside of me."

He hovered over you, clawed hands running over your legs as if you were made of porcelain. He couldn't leave any marks on you, unworthy as he was, but oh, how he wanted to. In his minds eye he saw you under him, marked up as his' own, and his demonic blood sang to him to make this a reality. He could still restrain himself though. Barely.

"Please, Demi, take me!" came a desperate cry from you, and he complied, rubbing his twitching length against your entrance, before slowly pushing in with a barely restrained groan of appreciation.

Fuck, if he could stay like this and die, he would die a happy man. Now that he had tasted the forbidden fruit that was your body he was uncertain he could ever abstain. He thought he would be all right with just one time, accepting that you might never call him to your room again, but now that he had you- oh. Demiurge was certain he would surely go mad with lust if he could never taste you again.

He started slowly, pleasure hitting him so hard he was afraid he was going to come undone within minutes, but looking at your face he realized you wanted him to, soon. You wanted to feel him, you wanted to have him; all of him.

You were an absolute mess, drool running down your chin, eyes practically rolling back in your head at every thrust he made. It was so good, it was exactly what you wanted, and now you just needed more. You wanted him to come inside you, to paint your walls with his seed, and you weren't sure if this was you or your heat speaking. At this point it didn't matter.

The arch demon started to go faster, rutting into you deeper, and you were holding on for dear life. Oh, shit, had you known he would feel so good you'd have asked him to help you days earlier. His name left your lips in a mantra at each slam of his hips, and he grunted back, both too close to say anything of significance.

You came with a scream, before it went dark. When you came to Demiurge finished inside of you with a deep growl, and you just about came again at the sight of him. His body was glistening, his hair tussled, and his eyes.. Oh his eyes. His diamond eyes bore into yours so intensely it was as if he wanted to take you with his eyes alone.

You shivered as he slowly pulled out, his cum dripping out of you and onto your mattress. You finally felt sated, catching your breath lying next to the guardian. Your eyelids drooped, and you finally realized how tired you were. Before you realized it you were nodding off, leaving Demiurge slightly panicked at what he should do now.

You would wake refreshed and cleaned up, and only time would tell how long you'd feel sated. The heat could still go on for a couple of days...

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[haloshornsinkstains]

Demons In My Head

Demiurge [Overlord] x F!Reader

Warnings: canon-typical violence, smut, deviation from canon.

When Yggdrasil shut down Momonga wasn’t the only one left behind, you were trapped there with him, as the world shifted and all the NPCs came to life. Trapped in Nazarick with an NPC you’ve always had a crush on, what will you do with your new life?

Hearing a soft ping I looked up from where I’d been reading on the floor to pass the time, a new message flashed at the corner of my vision. Sighing I opened it, at least whoever it was had been courteous enough to let me know they weren’t coming.

[Momonga] Just logging in now, sorry I’m so late!

I smiled softly and dismissed the message, no point in messaging him back when you could speak in person in a moment. Seeing the familiar glow that signified one of my guild-mates logging in I pushed to my feet, ready to greet Momonga one last time. “Hey Momo.” I smiled up at the litch. “I’m glad you came.” “Hey Rip.” He nodded his head, and you were sure he was smiling back. “Sorry, I got caught up and it took me longer than I thought to get here. Did I miss everyone?” My chest tightened and I shook my head. “You’re the only one so far Momo.” “Oh.” He drummed his bony fingers against his chin. “Maybe they’ve been and gone? How long have you been here?” “Since midday.” My voice was flat, claws picking at the edges of my armour. “I don’t think they’re coming…” “I’m sure they’d have been here if they could. C’mon, we’ve still got a couple of hours, shall we go and say goodbye to everyone?” I blinked at his outstretched arm for a moment, not sure what he meant, until I remembered the NPCs of Nazarick, those lovingly created by the guild.  “That sounds lovely, Lord Momonga.” I answered softly, glad for once that the game limited my expressions. “Indeed, Lady Riptide. Shall we head to the first floor and then work our way back down?” “Makes sense, I’d like to end things in the Throne room. It just feels right.” Momonga nodded, teleporting the both of you to the top floor. I eyed the rickety bridge while Momonga looked around for Shaltear, neatly teleporting to the other side with a huff. “Still not a fan of heights Rip?” “Nope, besides, Shaltear is over this way.” I called, making my way towards the Vampire’s usual spot. “Floor two, numbnuts.”

Saying goodbye to the fourth floor pulled at something painful in my chest. The Underground Lake had been my domain, though the main guardian was Gargantua, there were monsters of my own creation in the lake itself. They weren’t true NPCs in the way the others were, my skills hadn’t quite been up to par for that, but they did a good job of picking off a few of the fools who made their way this far down. Besides, Ulbert had insisted that my aesthetics fit this floor the most. The next few floors were easier, at least until we reached the seventh. “This was always my favourite.” I sighed, running my fingers over the back of the white throne. “Really? I thought it was the lake?” Momonga hummed. “Nah, that was where Ulbert thought I fit best, but I do really like fire. And this place is so beautiful, he used to chase me out of here all the time. Told me Kelpies shouldn’t stay in hot places long, and to stop ogling his creation.” I laughed, gently patting Demiurge on the shoulder. “Do you think he knew Demi was my favourite NPC?” There was a low rumble of laughter from Momo beside me. “No. None of us would ever have guessed that.” Meanwhile Demiurge was practically vibrating with delight. His Lady, one of the Supreme Beings, favoured him above any other? He couldn’t think of a greater honour. And she even deigned to touch him? Him, a lowly servant. But why were the two remaining Supreme Beings speaking as if they were leaving? It couldn’t be.

Finally we made it to the tenth floor once again. I brought up the menu, glancing over the time. “Ten minutes left.” I sighed, glancing to where Momonga was over with Albedo, looking over something in her description. “You two going to need some time alone? Remember, this place has rules against R rated actions!” “Oi!” I laughed, happily settling on the floor to wait for the final countdown. As the last thirty seconds started to tick down I looked up at Momonga once more, surprised to find that he’d settled himself on the throne. Pushing to my feet I went to join him, perching on the arm, glad that I couldn’t feel how uncomfortable it probably was. “Hey Momo, after this… do you… do you think we can still keep in touch?” “Of course we can Rip.” I hoped he could tell how happily I was smiling at him, I’d used the emote but it didn’t seem enough to convey how truly happy and grateful I was to have his friendship in all this. Gently resting one of my own hands over his boney one I watched the last few moments of the clock count down, bracing myself for the unpleasant sensation of rejection from the gear. “5… 4… 3… 2… 1…” I closed my eyes,ready for the last moments of the game… but then nothing happened. No unpleasant zap in my brain to signify I’d been forcibly disconnected, no sudden feeling of nausea as I came back to the real world. Nervously opening my eyes I glanced around, expecting to see the darkness of my headset only to be greeted by the equally startled face of Momonga. “Did we get the time wrong?” I asked, looking around. “No… I don’t think so… wait, Rip, your mouth is moving.” Momo answered, his eyes flashing green at me. “So is yours!” I yelped, “really moving, not the standard animations. Holy shit, Momo, are we in the game? I swear I saw an anime like this, but if you died in the game you died in real life? Do you think that’s what’s happening here? We’ve been Isekai’d into a game. Oh, I hope we still have all our skills…” “Rip, breathe, we can work this out.” Momonga sighed, gently patting my shoulder to try and distract me from my racing mind. “Lord Momonga? Lady Riptide? Has something happened?” I whirled at the sound of Albedo’s voice, blinking up at her. “It is nothing to worry about Albedo. Could you gather the floor guardians? I believe something has changed here. Sebas-” he paused just long enough for the man to appear “-go and scout the exterior of Nazarick, see if you can determine what has changed.”

[Riptide] Holy shit Momo, how are you so cool right now? I’m still kind of freaking out.

[Momonga] I hadn’t noticed. Don’t worry. I’ll work things out for now. Looks like we still have our skills.

[Riptide] Thanks Momo <3

Time passed almost smoothly after that, once my panic died down I managed to settle back into my old role as vice-leader of the guild, though there were pitfalls that came with our new existence. The burning temple, which normally brought me great solace, made my skin dry out too quickly, and for the first time your expressions were truly visible on my face. It had taken weeks for me to stop blushing whenever you saw Demiurge, my skin taking on a deeper blue-grey tinge whenever I remembered what I’d said to him when we thought we were saying goodbye to the tomb, or how he’d spoken about me when Momonga had asked how the Guardians felt about the two of you. But I’d finally got over that, I could face him like a normal person now, even give orders when I needed to. At least I thought I was over it.

I’d been relaxing in the lake when a group of adventurers made their way into the tomb. I don’t know how they got past Shaltear or the Grave, though I had seen Shaltear chasing after Albedo earlier. They weren’t exactly hard to dispose of either, though I guess I had a bit of a home-field advantage in the water. Still, the encounter had left me dirty and a little sore, one of them had tried to ride me, clearly seeing a horse and thinking nothing of it. Shuddering at the memory I sank into my bath, letting the warmth of the water soothe me. At least until someone knocked at my door. “Come in!” I called out, not thinking anything of it. Momonga had been in here enough times while I soaked, he’d gotten over it fast enough, the water was dark and as it happened having a Kelpie as a guildmate meant spending way more time with them in water than either of us had bargained for, at least until we could get hold of an artefact that helped. Except that wasn’t Momonga, instead standing in your room with a pink dusting on his ears was Demiurge. With a startled yelp I sank under the water, only letting the top of my head and my eyes peek out over the surface. Until I remembered the Demiurge shaped plushie on my bed, the one Albedo had so kindly made for me (after only the briefest of disgusted looks). Another burbled yelping noise and I’d practically flown across the room, landing on the bed on top of the plush. “Lady Riptide? Is everything quite alright?” I blinked at Demiurge, noticing the way he refused to look at me, and the red tinge staining his face. Then I looked down. Oh yeah, still naked. Oh shit, still naked. With a squeak I grabbed a pillow, using it to shield as much of my body as I could. “I had heard some insects made their way down to the fourth level my Lady, I wished to express my deepest apologies that something of that kind would happen. And to promise my Lady that Shaltear will be duly punished for abandoning her post.” I sighed, it was irritating to be attacked, but it had been decent practice at least. And it wasn’t bad enough for whatever punishment you thought Demiurge had put together. “It’s alright Demi, it wasn’t that much bother.” I waved a hand tiredly. “They weren’t much more than practice dummies in the end.” “Then allow me to accept punishment for seeing you like this Lady Riptide. Perhaps you should pluck out my eyes?” He was kneeling before the bed now, head bowed and hand over his chest. “No! No, Demi. It’s fine! I should have checked who it was before asking you to come in, and even then, you came in because I told you to. If anything I should be apologising to you for seeing me in this state!”  Demiurge glanced up, his ears wiggling slightly and tail thumping against the floor as he looked at me once more. “Oh no my Lady! You are a most wondrous sight to behold, one the eyes of a mere servant aren’t fit to see.” “I… I wouldn’t say that.” I murmured, clutching the pillow a little tighter to myself. “I, um, I wouldn’t punish you for seeing me…” “I am honoured my Lady. If that is the case, would I be forgiven for asking a question?” He murmured, still not quite able to keep his eyes on me. I nodded nervously, something about him kneeling there fully clothed while I was still sat here naked stirring a fire in my stomach. The effects of which I was almost sure he could smell, if the excitable thrashing of his tail was any indication. “The item I saw on your bed earlier, that wouldn’t be-” “So what if it was?” I gasped, cutting him off. “Then I would be most honoured Lady Riptide, and I would happily offer my Lady my services should she ever be in need.” His ears were bright red, but he was finally looking at me, smirk fixed back on his lips. I dropped the pillow in shock, my heart racing in my chest. “You would?! Do you understand what you’re saying?” “Of course my Lady. Though if you are displeased by the thought…” He stood and turned towards the door, only to freeze when I called out to him. My mind was racing almost as fast as my heart. Was it even ethical to ask this of him? I was technically his superior, but he had offered… And he looked so eager… “Then… then perhaps I might wish to make good on that offer. If you wish.” “Nothing would please me more Lady Riptide. After all, I am your favourite, am I not?” His voice was practically a purr, one that went straight to the fire now building in my stomach. “I… yes.” I breathed, leaning back on the bed as he prowled over me. “If you’re sure…” “My Lady, I do not think I have been more sure of anything since I took over guardianship of the seventh floor.” I sighed out a breath, leaning back slightly as I allowed him to crawl over my body. He paused over me, tail flicking behind him and head cocked as if asking for permission. My knees squeezed against his hips, neck stretching out almost involuntarily. “Please Demi.” Demiurge almost purred, his head dipping to nip at my neck. I let out a breathy gasp, my body arching up into his. I could feel his claws running down my sides, reminding me once more just how naked I was compared to him. His tongue flicked over my gills, sending a strange ripple through my body as I clawed at his suit, trying to pull the offending layers from his body. Chuckling darkly Demiurge pressed himself up on his knees, stripping himself much more quickly than I ever would have been able to. I licked my lips as I watched his skin reveal itself, his body broader and more muscular than I would have imagined under all that material. My eyes widened as he caught me staring, his mouth pulling up into a wicked smirk, finally removing the last of his clothing and settling between my thighs. “Now my lady, allow me to worship you.” I didn’t get a chance to reply, not when his mouth was on me sending fire through my veins. My hips bucked up against his tongue, claws shredding the sheets beneath me as I writhed against his ministrations. I wanted to cant my head back and close my eyes to enjoy the sensation, but something about watching him made me unable to look away. He was watching me so intently, registering every twitch and gasp and repeating the motions that made it happen, I couldn’t not watch him. At least until my orgasm crashed over me, in a flood of electricity and a flutter of ripped cloth and feathers as I tore into the bed. I tried to call his name, wanting nothing more than to let him know how good he’d made me feel, but only gibberish came out, my brain fried by the pleasure coursing through me. 

As I trembled with the aftershocks Demiurge lifted his head, his mouth glistening with the remnants of his feast. “Now now My Lady, I hope you aren’t tired already. We’ve only just begun.” He grinned, crawling up my body to press his lips to mine, letting me taste myself on him - like fresh water and vegetation. I purred against his lips, careful not to let my claws dig into his skin as I ran my hands down the expanse of his back, feeling the muscles tense and flex under my touch. I wrapped my legs around his back, pulling him into me. “It’ll take more than that to tire me out Demi.” I chuckled against his neck, letting my sharp teeth scrape against his skin. “Do your best, hmm?”

#halo.writes #halo.afterdark #overlord #demiurge #demiurge x reader

[hotdemonspls]

cockwarming with demiurge

demiurge loves and hates cockwarming wile there is a part of him that likes the feeling of you sitting on his lap him deep inside of you wile he dose work

but  on the other hand he has a constant side of him that just wants to rip his ladies  clothes off and claim her wile leaving marks on her 

so cockworming with demiurge has a time limit of how long it stays cockworming or terns into ruff desk, sex , at first he is calm a little bit squirmy stopping his work for a second or two 

but as you go on his ability to keep his hands to himself grouping and nuzzling his face into your hair and neck work long forgotten 

#demiurge x reader #overlord #overlord demiurge #demiurge

[dbopdew]

I tried to write my first smutty fan fic about Demiurge. I had to title this the way that I did because it's the title of one of my favorite White Stripes albums. It's also purely self-indulgent. I appreciate everyone who's helped me learn about AO3 and fanfic writings!!! Here's a snippet:

His tail embraces me further, and he begins to let go of my neck and run his hands gently down the tops of my shoulders.

“What is he planning to do to me?” I think to myself. My skin feels like it’s melting under the heat of his black leather gloved-hands. He clutches to the top of my shoulders and presses his thumbs deep into my skin.

“Oh, he’s just giving me a back rub. How sweet.”

The anxiety from being in shock before begins to lighten up, and every word from his mouth makes me feel like I’m supposed to be here in his skintight embrace.

“Does this feel good?” he asks.

“Yes, it does…” I assure him as I begin drifting off from the moment.

My apprehension begins to dwindle as trust begins to build. His firm hands continue to knead my upper back. Being around him makes me feel completely intoxicated. I’ve not had anything to drink.

I hear his steel tail clack and slowly unravel my left leg from its grip to let me regain my own grounding. Once I do, he grabs the sides of my arms to rotate me quickly around taut against him. His right hand firmly grabs my neck from behind while his left hand explores my lower back a little further. My head rests onto his chest where my senses are hit again with his scent. I can’t fight this feeling any longer. But I can’t decipher this feeling… I felt so flighty earlier when he snuck up behind me. That’s been subdued now, and all I feel is desire.

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[its-snicket-here]

A pandora's actor simp propaganda

Reject Demiurge.

Accept the Pandora's Actor regime.

I mean, look at HIM. He's such a fucking derp and cool at the same time compared to Demiurge, who is all cool and professional. Well fuck that, I want a man that looks professional while being a derp. If I had to choose being in a room between Pandora's Actor or Demiurge, I will have to pick PA. Because it is canon where Demiurge genuine kindness is fake and I have a 99.99% chance that I will be sent to the farm getting skinned alive because I am human or becomes bones.

While PA, it is unknown if he hates or tolerates humans, but he does put up a facade if calls for it. But since it's not required yet, I feel like he would just be tight lipped out information regarding Nazarick. Unlike other characters in Nazrick, he would actually question Ainz's orders and place suggestions on it, while Demiurge would misunderstood and explains Ainz's "plans" for him.

Also VERY GREAT YANDERE MATERIAL OUT OF HIM. This man is everything needed for yandere making; he acts, can transform, manipulative, strategic, patient, and the fact he can probably take care of you better than Demiurge. Personally, I see Demiurge being ruthless when caring for a capture darling, using more for fear tactics to break down will faster -- due to him being a demon and all, he thrives off seeing fear. Though I could also see that he'll also take good care of darling like Pandora's Actor, it just depends on his mood and how long it took him to get you in his demonic clutches. While Pandora's actor is patient, he can wait as long he likes to. He got time. Being a sole person in the treasury, it taught him being patient and being used to being alone for a long period of time. You can ignore him and avoid him all you want, but that carnal desire of human contact will get you there -- creeping up to you slowly. Oh it'll take him time to tame you, but he'll gladly take the challenge. Stockholm Syndrome anyone? He'll treat you better than a yandere Demiurge.

Artist: https://horocca.tumblr.com/post/184523394056/パンドラズアクター-overlord-pandoras-actor

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[cherryredcarousel]

A New World

Village Invasion

Watching Momonga try to use the mirror of remote viewing was like trying to watch a grandpa text on a phone. Eventually he was able to zoom in to which Sebas clapped, "Congratulations my lord, I knew you could do it." "Thanks Sebas, I appreciate your support." Sebas bowed his head slightly, "of course, it is my duty as your personal butler. The soul reason I was created by Lord Touchme was to carry out your orders no matter what they are." Momonga hummed before looking back at the mirror, "Hm is this a festival?" Sebas leaned down to look himself, "no my lord, it appears to be an attack."

A village under attack? It's a group of knights from the looks of it.. "Wonder why their attacking that village?" I leaned forward in my chair as I got a closer look at the situation. "I'm not very sure, let's just leave them be for now." Momonga said as he went to swipe away from the mirror. <Message> Touchme would have done it, besides maybe we can use the village to kind of get information about this new world. <Message end> I looked at Momo. "You know what? How about you go take a look." He gestured toward me to which I stood. "Alright I will." I turned around and opened a portal for Aasim and I. "I'll be back."

On the other side of the portal I was met with two girls, one younger than the other. Two guards stood behind them, one already stricken a slash across the older girls back. "I don't think that was very nice." I said as I fling one of my small daggers into the guards heart. He fell dead as the other one fell back in shock, "what are you?!" He yelled as he picked up his blade, it shook as he stared at my form. "Nothing special, dragon lightning." He screamed with agony before dropping down. Such a weak spell, only fifth tier and yet he dropped like a fly. "Aasim go take care of the knights that wear that armor." He nodded before teleporting away. Now for these two, "are you okay dear," i kneeled down to their level. "Clearly not, as there is a slash on their back. Stupid question me." I reached into my inventory pulling out a healing potion. "Here, it'll heal you." She nervously took it, "is this poison?" They think I'm gonna kill them when I just saved their lives not even two minutes ago, and did they NOT HEAR ME SAY HEALING. "No it isn't, it's a healing potion." She nodded and quickly downed the whole bottle, her wound immediately sewed itself together. "Oh wow, the pains all gone. Thank you!" I nodded and stood back up. "Well then, have you heard of magic?" She nodded, "yes ma'am there's someone who comes to our village who is a magic caster." I hummed before raising my hand, I cast a few protection spells. "That should protect you as long as you stay right there, and here's this in case the spell doesn't work." I threw them two goblin horns, i quickly explained before walking toward the village where Aasim should be done with his task.

"W-what are you?!" A knight said as he groveled below Aasims boot. He did not answer as he lodged his axe into the knights left shoulder. A knight struck his back, his sword shattering. Aasim turned around "now what if you had scratched my armor? The armor gifted to me by my master. I think death wouldn't even suffice for the attempt." Aasim said as he grabbed the man picking him up. The man screamed, Aasim reached around his back ripping his armor plate off and digging his hand into his back, tearing his spinal cord out. "Lay in the ground and die." He said as he threw the knights spine at him. A fraction of the knights ran, Aasim teleported, cutting down the knights as he went. He muttered to himself, counting as he killed. "57....58...59..." he paused, "I have missed one." His blade dropped as he looked around for the 60th knight. "I have failed to eliminate them all." He stood in disbelief.

"Earth to Aasim?" This was the tenth time I've called his name.. He quickly snapped out of it, "my lady!" He threw himself at my feet, his armored faceplate kissing the ground. "I have failed, I failed to kill them all. One got away.." I kneeled down to him, "it's fine, maybe they'll tell their leader about us. Then we'll be famous." I mused as I pat the back of his head. "Now stand up let's talk to the village folk." "Actually I'll do the talking." Momo said as he appeared behind me. "Maybe that's best, after all your best when it comes to talking." I walked beside Albedo as Momo talked. From the looks of it the talking was going well.

I walked around the village as the village chief and Momo talked in a building, Aasim was walking beside me. "Excuse me?" I looked around seeing no one. Hm? I felt a tug on my pant leg, looking down I was met with the cutest kid. "Well hi there." I kneeled down. "Why do you have four arms?" "You dare question my ladies appearance?!" Aasim went to grab his weapon, i lift my hand. "It's fine, but back to your question. Let's just say that I'm very special, maybe one day you'll grow more arms too!" I chuckled. My ears perk as I hear talking of more men coming. I wave bye to the little girl and catch up to my brother who was standing, watching as an group of men on horses came up.

"My name is Gazef Stronoff the chief warrior. I have been ordered by the king to come take care of the invading knights. Your people are safe now, we will protect you." The village chief thanked him, Gazef spoke again after giving our little group a look over. "Who is the man and women with you?" "These two are the ones who have saved our village." I stepped toward, "we are some measly magic users who just so happened to be strolling by when we saw the knights attacking, so we being good people of course took them out." Gazef's stare lingered on me before speaking with Momonga. "General! There are an army of unknown surrounding the village as we speak."

"We can take care of it, no biggy." I smiled.

#demiurge x reader #demiurge/reader #demiurge #sebas #lord ainz #four arms #ainz #ainz ooal gown #albedo #overpowered main character #overlord #female mc #cocytus #reader insert #x reader

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

I love your Overlord works so much 😭

Could you do Overlord headcanons with a SB! Reader that is a sort of high Priest/Priestess? The specialize in Holy magic and act similarly to a judge when it comes to their duties.

You can do individual characters or general headcanons. I don't know. I just really love your work. I hope you have a nice day!

Cleric Supreme Being Reader | Yandere Overlord

Before the game had closed forever you found yourself lingering still 

Microphone left on as Ainz made some final addresses

In the beginning, you were regarded as a…moral authority 

Often being the mediator for the guild 

Supreme Judge is your title with only the guild knowing your true name

When you and Ainz are transported you lean on one another 

“Satoru….is that you?”

“(Y/n)?”

It isn’t long until you’re both forced to maintain your role as the Supreme Judge 

Unlike Ainz it seems the rest of the Floor Guardians and the Pleiades have much different ways of expressing their happiness that you’ve stayed

“Ah~Our Supreme Judge it is an honor to be in your presence!” 

They immediately go to kiss the ground in front of your feet

Unless you explicitly say otherwise they will always report to their default

While absolutely melting at the proximity

“Those in Nazarick mean a great deal to me and thus you’re worth is invaluable to me. Lift your head.”

“OH, great judge!”

“I’m so honored!” 

“So gracious as always my Judge.”

You’re not exactly stationed on the throne but you certainly aren’t expected to go into the heat of battle

Especially with Ainz nearby

Unless you commence on your mission he never meets with the others without you or lets you go anywhere without his supervision

He loved you before and he loves you now 

You’re all he has left…he refuses to put you in any danger

Granted he makes that clear in how he prioritizes you being in Nazarick the majority of the time

But as a fellow supreme being he can’t contain you for long

This is why he employs the guardians to disintegrate, eat, and annihilate all that threaten their other Supreme Being

They are all incredibly hesitant to go against your supposed wishes if you verbalize feeling trapped or stifled

But he makes this argument for you being a symbol of Nazarick

To be the very symbol of integrity that Nazarick has left

That encourages everyone to treat you both like grass as you’ll unintentionally order the same thing from them

“Y-y-you can count on me, my Judge!”

“And I as well! We’ll do whatever you ask of us!”

“Your honor will be up-held with all my actions Great Judge.”

But being a Supreme Being a part of the original group you’ll have your own creations

And depending on how demented creative your imagination is it may give you the edge you need

#yandere x reader #yandere x you #yanderexrea #lovelyyandereaddictionpoint #yandere #yanderes #yandere harem #yandere overlord x reader #yandere overlord anime #yandere overlord #yandere guardians of Nazarick #yandere overlord albedo #yandere albedo #yandere cocyutus #yandere demiurge #yandere aura #yandere mare #yandere pleiades #yandere shaltear

[hunn1e-bunn1e]

Demiurge - Fair & Just Seraphim SB Reader

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I made the reader a seraphim (picture included; I imagined it as a mask or helmet.) instead of a regular angel since I believe that would be the highest evolution of an angel. Reader controls the justice system. I also used my new format for this one. I hope you like this, I did my best! — Benny 🐰

                                                                                                   

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💎 Out of all 41 of the Supreme Beings of the guild Ainz Oal Gown; only two had decided to stay in the Tomb of Nazarick. Those two being the guild master, Momonga, and the other being [UserName]. The other 39 Supreme Beings had abandoned the Tomb of Nazarick and it's denizens without looking back.

💎 While Momonga, now taking the name Ainz Oal Gown, was the now disbanded guild's Leader, a certain arch-devil couldn't help but turn his gaze away from the elder lich and towards the radiant [UserName].

💎 To say he respected them was an understatement; Demiurge was infatuated. Their beauty was ethereal yet unfathomable to the eyes of a being as lowly as himself. Due to their holy origins, merely being in their presence would slowly eat away at his, shaltear's and Albedo's life.

💎 But Demiurge, despite the possibility of death, just couldn't stay away. [UserName] was glowing pillar of judgement, passion and truth; enveloping the denizens of Nazarick in their never ending cheerful disposition. While Lord Ainz was leading Nazarick with an iron fist composed of fear and brutality; [UserName] was visiting the newly conquered territory, spreading order and elation.

💎 It was only natural that the humans, the worms, would favor them in the end. Even if, going by their standards, [UserName] was no better than Lord Ainz at times. [UserName] didn't make the justice system, they were the justice system; they made sure that every single individual was abiding by their law. If anyone, undead, beastman, elf, human etc. breaks a law the punishments are quite severe.

💎 Back to Demiurge, though. He waites on them hand and foot when they let him and if he can stay near them long enough without his health deteriorating to critical condition. He'll literally drop what he's doing and run across the entire tomb if he thinks they need him.

💎 Of course, [UserName] notices Demiurge's borderline obsession with them. But do they do anything about it? No! They embrace it with enthusiasm, sometimes even giving him special treatment since he's such a loyal little arch-devil. They view his infatuation as devotion and are very pleased with it... well... At least that's what Demiurge heard from Lord Ainz. [UserName] themselves hardly even give him a passing glance.

💎 Sometimes [UserName] will bring Demiurge into the courtroom and have him cart away a law breaking human or two to his happy farm. Always seeing him off with a "punish them well, Demiurge". It always gets him euphoric when you say his name, but that might just be you're natural aura pulling that reaction from him.

💎 Overall, it's mostly just Demiurge fantasizing about them and them strait up ignoring him most of the time.

"Yes, Your Radiance. I shall see to it that they're punished thoroughly enough to meet the standards of a being of your stature."

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「A visual example of a biblically accurate Seraphim. Props to the artist who made this artwork (I can't read cursive), It's really nice.」

Seraphim; an angelical being, regarded in traditional Christian angelology as belonging to the highest order of the ninefold celestial hierarchy, associated with light, ardor, and purity.

Ardor; enthusiasm or passion.

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Wanna see similar content? Check out my Masterlist!

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[the-blind-geisha]

If you want… (´･ω･`) could I make a request, and it’s no problem if you don’t want to!

Where a Human-Player!MC was playing the game one day & either as a friend or a special event was able to somehow run into Demiurge, Ulbert somehow took him to a special game event that allowed NPCs. Which somehow leads to Demi getting a crush on them and he somehow gets them stuck in the game permanently to be with him…?

A/N: Sorry this took an eternity for me to get to! I'd be happy to do that! ♥

The NPCs were very rarely ever allowed to journey with their Creators outside of Nazarick or being summoned into dungeons and raids. But once Yggdrasil introduced a new event that would even place NPCs for quests at heteromorphic and humanoid areas for a celebration, the guilds realized their own self-created NPCs could join as well.

There were very few events that allowed a cease fire between both sides, but this was one of those events.

It happened twice a year, and that was it.

Regardless... even as an NPC, Demiurge remembered her.

She was a human, but she was the one human in that world that he could recall ever flattering him and his Creator. In the past, he would have preferred to destroy any and everybody that didn't align with Nazarick, but she was spared his aggressive gaze.

“Oh, I guess your Creator isn't here today, is he, Demiurge?”

He couldn't answer back then. He was just code running with limited abilities in which he could say or do anything. Even his 'speech' was limited to hurt and triumphant noises. With her standing close to him, he merely shifted his head from side to side to show the code HeroHero implemented inside of him.

Walking up to him, she used the /embrace emote to hug his character. The devil responded in kind, as most NPCs could react to a few simple emotes players did around them.

“I won this, by the way.” She dug into her inventory to pull out a flame lily. It was a beautiful flower with petals that reached upwards like a roaring flame, a dazzling yellow and red with orange at the center. “I thought you might like it.”

With the trade offered, the NPC went through the actions it was allowed to do in accepting the trade with someone that was deemed a friend under his list.

“There you go. Maybe now you can feel a bit better, huh?”

With such an item bequeathed to him, Demiurge placed his hand on his chest and bowed.

She gave a funny look. “Huh.. didn't know you could do that without someone telling you to or someone bowing in return...?”

When she said such a thing, the generated NPC's mind began to race.

I did, didn't I...?

¿I ʇ,upᴉp 'pᴉp I

“Well, I better get going,” she insisted.

Using the /blowkiss emote, she watched as Demiurge responded by acting bashful. Though the reaction felt delayed almost... Maybe it was just her imagination. Could be lag.

“Bye! I'll see you next year!”

The eyes opened, crystals glistening off of the light about him. He looked to his hands and turned them over to look at his palms.

For once, the devil was able to move his hands without someone making an action command on his behalf. There was something that was ordering him to go back to being rigid, following a code that remained embedded in his core being. But he did everything to fight that.

I can't let this cease... I have to do something... Demiurge thought frantically, reaching back into his inventory to pull out the flame lily to clip it upon his chest.

Sadly, he was snapped back to an idle pose he was often forced within.

It would take some doing to fight this invisible string that had a hold on him. But no matter what, he would do it. He would see himself freed of whatever was controlling him without even his Creator being nearby.

As the years of the celebration continued, fewer and fewer people arrived to attend. The joys of the gaming world were slowly starting to dwindle till merely NPCs roamed the gaming world with a few player characters.

But that didn't stop the archdevil from attending.

Demiurge waited as he usually did, but this time, he was alone. None of the guild members of Ainz Ooal Gown was there to stand at his side.

Admittedly, he was anxious. What if she wouldn't come? He had sent an email to her, addressing it cryptically. Who would truly come into a video game world if an NPC sent you mail? After all his time of fiddling with the game world data, he knew she would think it a bot or someone trying to trick her.

He had to be vague, but write to her as though he were human.

“So few people here but they said to meet them...!” Her words trailed off when she noticed the only one at Muspelheim's gathering point for the festival. “D-Demiurge...? How in the world did you get here by yourself?!”

She came closer, keeping a curious eye about. She didn't wish to feel tricked by this.

Demiurge didn't have the voice box to speak properly. Instead he used an emote of /hi for greeting before sending a text for her to read.

𝐼'𝓂 𝓈𝑜 𝑔𝓁𝒶𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝒶𝓂𝑒. 𝐼 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓇𝒾𝑒𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹𝓃'𝓉. 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃'𝓉 𝓉𝒶𝓁𝓀 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝒶𝓃, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓂𝒶𝓎𝒷𝑒… 𝒾𝒻 𝐼 𝒹𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝒹𝑒 𝒶 𝒷𝒾𝓉 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒, 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉.

“Who is writing this? It can't be you...” Her words trailed off, feeling a ping of uncertainty. “...can it?”

Demiurge opened the text box once more to type yet again.

𝐼𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝑒, 𝒟𝑒𝓂𝒾𝓊𝓇𝑔𝑒. 𝐸𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝑔𝑜𝓃𝑒... 𝐼 𝒶𝓂 𝓈𝑜 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓁𝓎. 𝒲𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓎 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓂𝑒?

This was getting a bit creepy. Never would she have imagined an NPC would become... real. There was always talks of 'ghosts in the machine' that could go rogue. Was this one of those moments?

Before she could even hope to log out, something seemed to prevent her from doing so.

“What is happening...? How come the logout button is grayed out?”

Demiurge gave a curious frown of concern.

𝒪𝒽, 𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓃'𝓉? 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉'𝓈 𝑜𝒹𝒹. 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓉𝓇𝓎 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒶 𝒟𝑀 𝓉𝒾𝒸𝓀𝑒𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝒾𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒?

“Oh, umm, that would be very nice of you.” It actually was, maybe she was overthinking it a bit. Maybe being alone for so long, she mistook his words as being weird. Just cool it, she thought to herself. He never was mean to you before. He was always very nice as an NPC.

Before she could even wait for a response, the screen went black. The connection to the game felt like it flat-lined.

Demiurge walked over towards her body, arms behind his back. Opening his mouth, he tried to form words for a moment.

“Mm.. the...re... There...” He knelt down, resting his hand on her back. “It's you and me now, my dear. Now we can be together in this world of paradise... forever.”

#that came out way more creepy than i meant for it to!! LOL #but i hope you like it X"D #demiurge x mc #demiurge x reader #overlord #yandere demiurge #for... safety sake lol #b/c he actin' a bit like that here #yandere x mc #yandere x reader #mywriting #oreana writes #mod answers #luckiikitsune #demiurge drabble #demiurge snippet

[selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs]

Akiko Yosano (self-aware)

Self-Aware! Akiko Yosano x GN! Reader

Warning: Yandere. OOC. Spoilers for Yosano's past. Mentions of been torn apart. Mentions of medicine. Mentions of war. Mentions of Kunikida been broken. Yosano is angry. Yosano really doesn't like you at first. But she became better. English is my second language.

Becoming self-aware

🩺 Akiko Yosano was a calm and intelligent woman. Yes, she can be sadistic, she knew that, but she was a good person.

🩺 When Yosano became self-aware, she was furious. Yosano didn't care that she couldn't remember her parents. She was furious, that she remembered something from her past.

🩺 She wasn't real?! If she wasn't real, why she remembered The Great War?! Why she remembered treating people during The Great War?! Was The Great War real?! Was her work alongside Mori real?

🩺 Why she was forced to treat solders when she was eleven?

🩺 Yosano stormed away from the office. Tanizaki siblings find her only on the next day. Yosano almost destroyed a warehouse where she met Atsushi for the first time.

🩺 Tanizaki siblings managed to bring Yosano back to the office.

🩺 And then she felt the entity's presence.

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Yosano was ready to destroy the entity. She doesn't care, who it was. She felt that this thing is responsible for the current madness. 

For the last few days, all ADA members were staying in the office. The situation was so bizarre. They don't want to be left alone.

Yosano can't see her friends' conditions. 

Kunikida looked like a husk of his former self. Carefree Dazai looked dangerous. Atsushi looked lost. Fukuzawa-sensei tried to stay strong, but Yosano can see, that present seems almost broken.

The entity was the reason they were suffering. And the entity was a coward. It never showed itself. If Yosano met it, she would tear it apart.

And then time resets.

And Yosano was once again in the warehouse, where Dazai proclaim he wants to make Atsushi a part of ADA. Both Dazai and Atsushi looked peaceful.

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When they start feeling your presence

🩺 Be grateful that Yosano can't reach you.

🩺 Because if she could, she would eliminate you.

🩺 Yosano was sure, that you are a demiurge. An evil human-child. Were their lives entertaining for you that you reset time?

🩺 At the day when Black Lizards attack ADA office, Yosano was ruthless. Thankfully, she didn't kill anyone. Then she heard a voice.

"Yes, Queen, slay! [||||||||||||] cool! And she [||||||||||] style!"

🩺 Yosano felt, like she was cuddling with a bunch of kittens who adored her. Was it entity's feelings? That pure? Yosano was confused. If the entity was evil, why its feelings were that genuine?

🩺 Everyone could see Yosano's anger. Some were silent. But two people weren't.

🩺 Atsushi was first, who talked to Yosano. He told her about the entity been kind and sympathetic towards him.

🩺 Then there was Dazai. He, once again, was carefree. Dazai assures Yosano, that she will see the truth. That there is some hope.

🩺 Then, few days after her talk with Atsushi and Dazai, she saw, that Kunikida, again, looked as strong as he was before.

🩺 Kunikida looked delightful. He told everyone about entity, thanking him for showing them an importance of making plans.

🩺 Yosano's anger lessen. Atsushi, Dazai and Kunikida looked normal, not brainwashed. Maybe, there is something more to that strange entity?

🩺 It was a day when she took Atsushi for a shopping trip. The day, when they met Kyoka.

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"You want to know what death is? I'll tell you. Death is the loss of life. Despite everything doctors like me attempt... a patient's life can still fall through our fingers. You think death lies in the apex of science? Anyone with such little regard for life will die by my hand."

Yosano heard cheering.

"tell him" "you are right" "wish my dentist were more professional"

"Doctor Yosano, I think you are the good doctor. But, most importantly, you are a good person. ADA is so lucky to have you as their friend. And as their doctor."

Yosano feel, like someone touched her hair.

[In reality, you mindlessly pet manga's page with Yosano on it.]

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🩺 The same day, Yosano's anger disappeared. Because of Ranpo.

"I finished the investigation. It seems, that our entity is a simple human. Like we are. They don't have ability. There are no abilities in their world. And they have no idea, that we can hear them."

🩺 Yosano couldn't be angry at you anymore. The whole situation wasn't your fault. Yosano wishes, she can say that she is sorry for hating you. Yosano thought that if you met face to face, she will take you for a shopping trip.

🩺 And then Mori Ougai and Yukichi Fukuzawa met. The union was formed. All of them were trying to find a way out of this world. Find a way to you.

🩺 Yosano and Mori had a heated argument. They wanted to decide, who will be your doctor. No one wanted to back off.

🩺 Ivan Goncharov was the one who ended the argument. He offered Fyodor Dostoevsky to become your surgeon. Yosano and Mori formed a truce and agreed to look after your health together.

And then, one day, the purple moon shined above Yokohama.

When you installed BSD Mayoi Inu Kaikitan

🩺 Yosano take her job as your doctor seriously. Even in game.

🩺 All Yosano's cards now can heal. Even if all their skills are set on dealing damage.

"Wow, I didn't know that Yosano skill can heal 50% of team HP! Did devs buff her card? Now Very Hard Event stage won't be a problem"

"Yosano from Empress card is gorgeous"

"I need more Power up materials. Time to raise up Infirmary level."

🩺 When BSD gang gain access to the rest of your phone, Yosano take it upon herself to remind you about your health.

🩺 Now your phone remind you to take a rest from computer, to take a nap, drink water, go for a walk.

🩺 And if you need to take medication, your phone (Yosano) will remind you about it.

🩺 If you buy something online, Yosano will "accompany" you.

🩺 Yosano can't wait for the day when you meet. She and others will protect you. Because, for them, you were Their Guiding Light.

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You were sick. It was a simple cold, but still, you felt awful.

Two notifications pop up. One is the reminder to take your pills. Second is from BSD Maoi game. You got a present from Yosano. Third of your notes from characters.

"[Y/N], I hope you are doing well. Remember, you are a good person. Please, take care of yourself. Akiko Yosano"

There was a cute stamp with Yosano attached to the note.

Your smile was weak. But, as with Kunikida and Atsushi before, you select Yosano's card and pet Yosano's chibi sprite.

"Thanks for your concern, Yosano. And for the kind words."

You were too tired to notice that sprite's eyes became warmer.

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #bungou stray dogs au #self-awareau #self-awarebsd #gender neutral reader #bsd x gender neutral reader #yandere #Self-Aware Akiko Yosano #Akiko Yosano x reader #Self-Aware Yosano #Self-Aware Akiko

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Record of Ragnarok x Overlord

Reader is Ainz Ooal Gown and is one of the champions

The rules don’t say anything against reincarnations -Brunhilde laughing her ass off at the loophole she is abusing

Due to the unique nature of the reader they no longer have the emotion blocker affecting them once summoned, but they are still a very intimidating skeleton who is asking questions about what the Earth was like for the other champions when they were alive

I’m just imagining the reactions everyone has when Nazerick is cheering their lord on as they absolutely destroy their opponent

This was a fun crossover, but instead of doing a reader Ainz, I just decided to put in Ainz himself!

-Brunnhilde couldn’t keep the grin off of her face, having read over the rules for Ragnarok eight times before she chose her next champion, finding there was no rule against summoning someone like him.

-Suzuki Satoru, AKA Momonga AKA Ainz Ool Gown, Overlord over the Great Tomb of Nazarick, couldn’t believe his eyes eye sockets when he gazed down upon the stadium that would hold the key to humanity’s fate. When he was approached by Brunnhilde, leader of the valkyries, he couldn’t believe that something like this was happening, but he could feel things now, he could feel anger, true anger, as well as fear for humanity, as he had once been human himself.

-The Floor Guardians were granted permission to accompany their lord to this tournament, a few inquired why he was even bothering to save humanity, but before he could answer them, to tell them that he was once a human, Demiurge tilted his head back, “You fools! Don’t you see, once Ainz-sama saves humanity then they will have no choice but to obey him! Absolutely genius Ainz-sama!!”

-Ainz couldn’t find it in himself to argue as the other floor guardians were quick to agree with Demiurge.

-Ainz did however give the order to his guardians to not start any fights and to treat humans like they were treating him, with the upmost respect, as he saw them as equals as they were all fighting for the same cause.

-The other Einherjar were not completely sure of what to make of Ainz, he was a walking, talking skeleton that seemed to radiate power and strength.

-His piercing gaze would intimidate even the bravest of foes, but the image was ruined when he spoke almost like he was a fan, “Nice to meet you Tesla! Your inventions are amazing in my timeline, at least when I was a human! What was the world like when you were alive?”

-His enthusiasm to learn about the world from when they were alive was not what they were expecting, but they humored him, telling him about how things were around the world when they were alive.

-When it came for him to fight, Ainz trolled everyone, showing up wearing the same outfit he wore against the bandits who dared to enter his home and use the names of his friends in vain.

-The audience, gods and humans alike, were stunned and a bit scared to see a skeleton.

-Zeus, furious, looked at Brunnhilde, “What is the meaning of this?! That is not a human!”

-Brunnhilde couldn’t keep the smile from her lips, “He was a human, transported into another world from our own. I’ve checked the rules and there is nothing that says that this cannot be done!”

-The outrage was so great that the match had to be postponed for a bit so both sides could have a meeting about this loophole. They came to an agreement that Ainz would be allowed to fight, but no other entrants, from either side, would be allowed to use this loophole.

-Ainz’s opponent was Chernabog, the Slavic god of bad fate, who immediately saw Ainz as a joke, laughing down at him, seeing him in what looked to be chains, ones like what a slave would wear.

-Albedo was blushing, watching her love fight, her hands to her cheeks, “Oh~ Ainz-sama, show these pathetic weaklings your true power!”

-The fight was back and forth but some felt like Ainz was toying with the dark god until Chernabog managed to punch Ainz, only once, sending head over heels.

-His sword and shield faded and if he had lips, he would be smirking as he removed his ring, hiding his true strength as his robes returned, his arms spread out, “Since you were serious with me, than I shall return the favor!”

-Chernabog lasted about two seconds after the fact, jaws were dropped as silence filled the stadium, other than his Floor Guardians who were all cheering for his victory.

-The humans were scared but they soon were applauding him, as he put another win under the belt of humanity, while the gods were in awe of his power.

-Zeus and Odin had contemplated approaching him about making him a god, as his power would be unstoppable.

-Ainz refused their offer, “I will stay to see this tournament through, but after I am returning to Nazarick with my Guardians.” No amount of pleading could change his mind and Ainz returned to the quarters he had been provided to watch the remainder of the fights, being able to relax, but he was also nervous, praying quietly for the salvation of humanity.

#record of ragnarok #overlord

[hotdemonspls]

dime and food

i have a feeling if his lady had to eat demi would try and feed them. if they do ever let him feed them he gets the happy smile for the hole day . though demi can be quit over barring with it from small foods like oranges , to your dinner not letting you even picking up your spoon and fork .

hes not even trying to say your a child and if you where to bring it up he will be the most shocked , he just wants to make sure your not wasting energy or say he says ( he actual just seeing your happy face when you eat )

#demiurge x reader #overlord #demiurge #overlord demiurge #demiurge overlord #overlord anime

[scarlet--wiccan]

I never really understood where the confusion between Billy's power being magic or reality warping came from? Heinberg explicitly states that he's a mage, in the original run, his behind the scenes notes on the original run, and in Children's Crusade. I think it's just that he has a very nontraditional approach to using magic that often LOOKS like reality warping. Even if it's been mentioned a few times that he actually has had formal training in multiple styles of magic from Loki and Wanda (and sometimes Stephen?) he still sticks with unconventional methods. Loki is the one who initially calls it reality warping but it's like. With the definition in this specific context being "untrained vast magical power that needs refinement". And I've seen both Loki and Wanda referred to as reality warpers, but people always seem to understand that their magic is what allows them to warp reality- we generally accept that "reality warper" can also be code for "extremely powerful magic user"- so I don't get where the confusion with Billy suddenly crops up.

It's three things.

During Ewing's run on New Avengers, Billy experiences a lot of doubt about his powers, the Demiurge situation, and even his codename as it pertains to his religious and magical affiliations. These things are all repeatedly called into question, but neither Ewing nor Billy reach any actual conclusions about them. As far as I can remember, this is the only time the text has ever questioned whether or not Billy's powers are actually magic. It clearly had a lasting impact, even though Ewing himself walked it back in later stories.

Chaos magic has been haphazardly conflated with reality-warping ever since Disassembled. Most of the time, people are able to accept that it's still magic, it's just... magic that warps reality. Most people, that is, except for Brian Michael Bendis, who insisted throughout Disassembled & HoM that chaos magic was fake, and Wanda's powers had always been purely mutant reality-warping. That's bullshit, and it was swept under the rug pretty quickly, but comic readers, especially X-Men fans, seem to lose all media literacy when it comes to HoM, so it's a discrepancy that still occasionally haunts Wanda. I assume that this is what Ewing was drawing from in New Avengers.

This is a personal opinion, but I suspect that people have gender-related hangups about Billy being a witch and a legacy character to Wanda. In Young Avengers (2005) and Children's Crusade, Billy identifies as a witch and is given overt parallels and connections to his mom. More recent comics, however, go to great lengths to avoid that language/affiliation, and I think that's because people are trying to avoid projecting anything ostensibly feminine onto the character.* "Witch" and "mage," then, became "reality warper," or the infamous line, "angsty chaos magic user"-- and chaos magic, as I said, gets treated like non-magic by people with HoM brainworms. Between that, and New Avengers, there was a moment in the 2010s where Billy's vibe was a lot less mystical overall. I'm glad we've moved past that, and I hope we never go back to it.

*This isn't indicative of every writer or every artist. There are plenty people who don't have any problem bringing a gay, fem, or gnc sensibility to the character. It's the inconsistency and variance that create kind of a weird tension where Billy is sometimes a cute twink with dangly earrings and nail polish, and sometimes he's the most run-of-the-mill cisgender man you've ever seen in your life. Both of those characters are valid representations of gay men, but readers complain more about the former than the latter and I find that telling.

#billy kaplan