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princessasmosprincess · 1 year

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The Sleepover

Part 2

Summary: RAD exams are rough, you go to

Levi's room for a little comfort.

Pairing: Leviathan × GN Reader/MC, demon

brothers

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None.

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As the brothers dispersed to make preparations for the sleepover, Levi went to his closet door and hesitated. Was this the right moment to give you his gift? With one cursory glance back at your sleeping form, he decided to do it. In the back of his closet, hidden behind his matching Ruri-Chan cosplays for the two of you was a pink sheep plush he’d sewn by hand. It had a little orange bow with a bell around its neck, his color, you'd said once. He hoped you would like it.

He’d planned on giving it to you on your birthday or one of the big Human World holidays you’d miss because of the RAD exchange program. But now was the right moment. He slowly slipped the plush toy under your arm, watching to make sure you wouldn't wake.

“Don’t worry, they won’t wake up for a while,” said Belphie. He’d already made himself at home on Levi’s beanbag chair and was currently stroking your hair over the side of the tub. “They’re dreaming.”

Of course, Belphie’s dream powers. He could trap anyone in a dream as long as he focused on them. Normally this would be a terrifying experience for the dreamer, but since Belphie loved you, as did all of the brothers, he would make it a good dream. One to chase your worries away.

Your face finally looked relaxed under Belphie’s spell. The lines of worry were smoothed out and the smallest of smiles graced your lips. Levi only wished he’d had such a useful power. He couldn’t exactly make it rain indoors or summon Lotan and expect that to comfort you.

But then again, you'd chosen to go to his room first. That had to count for something.

“What are they dreaming about?” Levi asked, his eyes not leaving your sleeping face.

Belphie smirked, “Wouldn’t you like to know, Water Boy.”

Levi rolled his eyes. He knew his youngest brother just loved keeping this little secret. He had to distract himself or he was going to end up getting overwhelmed with jealousy. He turned the tv on to your favorite anime series. It was a slice-of-life romantic comedy that you’d seen approximately a hundred times. It was a bit of a normie show for his taste but he knew it was your favorite.

Asmo held the door open for Lucifer and Mammon, who had returned from the attic, their arms full with blankets, pillows, and futons.

“Lean the futons against the wall,” said Lucifer. “We have to clear the floor first.”

Levi joined them, not wanting them to ruin his careful organization. He had a system.

Asmo skipped over to the bathtub, a basket of nail and skincare supplies in one hand, and your comfiest pajamas in the other.

“Keep them asleep for me, Belphie, so I can dress them in their cute jammies.” Asmo began unbuttoning your RAD jacket.

“Ain’t happening,” Mammon said, pulling back his arm to throw a volume of manga at Asmo. Lucifer grabbed it before he could.

“They can change when they wake up.” Lucifer said.

“Ugh fine,” Asmo pouted. After tossing the pajamas into Belphie’s lap, he slipped a bunny ear headband over your head to push your hair out of your face. He then pulled out a soft washcloth, holding it out to Levi who was kneeling on the floor nearby, scooping up some manga magazines. “Levi, if you will…?”

Levi produced a tiny rain cloud over the handkerchief, dampening it with cool, clean water.

“Thank you!” Asmo gently cleaned your face with the handkerchief. After he applied toner and a sheet mask, he got to work on your nails, choosing your favorite color in a shade perfect for your skintone.

Satan and Beel were the next to arrive. Satan had a small stack of dvds in his hands.

“22 meals are on their way from Hell’s Kitchen,” Beel said proudly.

“Beel, there’s only eight of us.” said Asmo.

“I know.”

“It was going to be 50 but I managed to talk him into ordering less. I thought the succubus working the cash register was going to cry when she heard how many orders we needed.” Satan set the dvds down on a side table. “I brought a few of MC’s favorite movies. I thought we could watch one of them together when they wake up.”

“I think I’m gonna make some popcorn for everyone, maybe some snacks too,” said Beel. “Does anyone need anything while I’m out?”

“Can you bring my weighted blanket from our room? The purple, lavender scented one.” Belphie asked. “And make sure you don’t eat all the snacks before you get here, ok Beel?”

“I won’t eat them if it’s for MC,” Beel resolved.

Satan joined his older brothers in clearing the floor. The four of them had all the manga and games reshelved in no time.

“Ya know, we should make a blanket fort like I hear they do in the Human World.” said Mammon.

“It is a popular sleepover tradition there,” Satan agreed.

Lucifer took an appraising glance around the room. “I don’t know how they do it in the Human World, but there’s enough space now to do a simple levitation spell to suspend the blankets, provided it’s ok with Levi.” He looked to the third born.

Levi shrugged. “As long as it doesn't disturb Henry or MC.”

“I think we can manage that.” said Lucifer, he began rolling up the rug on the floor. “Mammon, go gather a few more sheets and blankets. Satan, you’ll help me with the spell.”

As the sleepover preparations continued, Asmo finished with your nails and moved on to complete your skincare routine. He peeled the sheet mask off your face and, glancing around to see no one was looking, he gave you a quick kiss on the forehead.

Your eyes fluttered open.

“Oh, MC!” Asmo exclaimed, “You woke up after my kiss just like Sleeping Beauty! Does that mean I’m your handsome prince?”

“Nah, that just means Belphie fell asleep.” said Mammon kicking the door closed, his arms full of blankets.

Sure enough, Belphie was snoring, his hand still tangled in your hair, the dream spell he had put you under was broken.

You sat up and peered over the side of the tub.

“What’s all this for?”

Satan and Lucifer were actually working together, crawling on the floor with their sleeves rolled up, drawing a magic circle in chalk. Beel was coming through the door, a huge bowl of popcorn in his hands, his arms balancing a ton of snacks. You caught sight of your newly polished nails.

“We wanted to help you feel better,” said Levi.

You were speechless.

“Mammon, Levi, start spreading out the first blanket,” said Lucifer as the magic circle began to glow.

They were doing this all for you. You could feel the tears starting to flow again. You were so loved in this house.

“Try not to cry, dear,” said Asmo as he patted some night cream into your skin, “We don’t want you to become dehydrated.”

You let Asmo finish his ministrations and then you went to change into your pajamas in Levi’s closet. By the time you returned, the blanket fort was done, illuminated by some string lights Mammon found in the attic and Belphie’s mini star projector. The brothers had spread the futons out on the floor

One dinner, two movies in, and many snacks later, you found yourself in the center of a cuddle pile. Asmo and Mammon clung to either side of you while Beel and Belphie used your thighs as pillows. Somehow Lucifer had managed to grab hold of one of your hands, and Satan was curled up like a cat by your head. They were all asleep.

You extracted yourself from the cuddle pile without waking anyone up, you were going to grab yourself a drink of water when you noticed Levi was separated from the group. He was sitting on his beanbag, playing something on his portable game system.

You plopped down on the beanbag chair next to him, slipping your arm through his. You felt him stiffen a little but you didn't let go.

“How come you’re all the way up here?” you asked.

“Needed a little space.”

“Oh…” You started to move back, not wanting to bother him.

“No, that’s n-not what I m-m-meant. I didn't n-need sp-space from you,” Levi stammered. “Stay, please.”

“Ok,” You snuggled into him, laying your head on his shoulder. He hoped you couldn't hear how fast his heart was pounding.

The two of you sat in silence for a few minutes, just looking up the projected constellations. The room was silent except for his brothers’ gentle snoring.

You finally broke the silence, “Was this you?” You held up the sheep plushie.

“Yeah,” he said. “I made it myself.”

“I knew it!” You squeezed the plushie to your chest and Levi felt his heart clench. “Thank you. For everything.”

He turned to look at you, “I didn't really do anything. The sleepover was Asmo’s idea.”

“But you let us use your room, I know how much you value your privacy and how you dislike 'normie things’ like sleepovers.”

Levi could feel himself blushing. You noticing the smallest things about him affected him so deeply. “It’s ok once in a while.”

“And you did so much more for me than this,” you said, recalling how he’d held you when you cried. He didn't demand anything from you. He didn't try to come up with a solution right away. He just let you cry. He would never know how much you needed that. “Thank you so much.”

“I– it was nothing.”

“Not to me.”

You entwined your fingers with his and the two of you fell asleep on the beanbag chair together, still gazing at the stars.

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Cross-posted on AO3

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gctchell · 2 months

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Lilith Sin. Please click responsibly. 🔞

Lost her virginity on the beach of the Red Sea with Lucifer. They invented "Sex on the Beach" and honestly, Lilith is quite proud of that. It is one of their claims to carnal fame, besides being the first ones to do it.

+ Here in the Hellaverse world, that beach always has a more red glean to its sand rather than simply gold, and Heaven truly detests that the rebellious lovers & dreamers left their mark on the world before being banished to Hell. Try as Heaven might, there is no taking the love they made from those shores; Lilith made sure to bless (or "curse", depending on your point of view) the sands with her energy and her hymen's blood. She's just that kind of woman.

Pheromones. Lilith emits a potent aura of perfumed pheromones when she's reached a highly aroused state. It starts slipping in subtly with the climb and steadily gets stronger, emits more widely, becomes more pungent and intoxicating. Being the Mother Succubus, it is incredibly effective and if she were not more mindful (thankfully she is in a public space), she could literally be a walking sex bomb wherever she slips deep into the mood. The servants of Morningstar Palace know to get the Heaven out of the area the second they start picking up the subtle beginnings of floral and amber.

+ The pheromones themselves are a comprised scent of earth, amber, dark honeyed spices, roses, and the unmistakable hallowed scent of fallen angel's blood. Lilith's drank from Lucifer's veins for thousands upon thousands of years now, he's become part of her - and a warning shot to those outside of him who pick up on the scent. He's in her blood like holy wine. ♫

There is one tree in the Morningstar Orchard that is well-hidden behind a wall of black lilies and crawling, sentient vines with eyes. Its leaves are dark crimson and its bark is deep, deep purple, and the branches are lined with magenta apples that have pulsing cores. They glow in the dark! They're also aphrodisiac apples that Lilith has chimed as 'Carnal Apples'. She spliced and infused this apple tree with her own sensual magic ages ago and revamped it from the roots up. There is only one other tree like it; a twin that exists excluded in Lust.

Does refer to Lucifer as her "mate", and uses the same term when speaking of other people's lovers ( calling vaggie charlie's mate, for one ). Language grows and evolves, but some terminology never changes for Lilith. This isn't a sexual thing, but I'm just dropping it in here.

Adores pegging if the interest is there. She has a particular favored magic strap that connects to her and not only self-lubricates, but expels inside of Lucifer and allows him to experience "stuffing", as well. Lilith has a taste for filling him up until he runs out of space and starts overflowing.

+ Her favorite pegging positions; She actually enjoys having him ride cowboy whenever she's pegging him. She loves to hold him by his hips and praise him as he rides, then push him down into her strap and bury it in deep, beginning to take over. Her other favored position is the Hook position; legs over her shoulders and buried in deep, face-to-face, close enough to kiss his lips and bite his neck. No matter the position though, she always makes sure to angle just right to hit his sweet spot.

There absolutely is a mirror above the bed, and behind it. Welcome to Pride, did you expect anything else?

#[ lilith; headcanons. ]#[ mature. ]#mature //#[ queue. ]

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revolvius · 2 years

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UnderWAR Casts Re-Design #2

The Dreamer Family

The Dreamers are surface survivors who lived in one of the many small groups of survivors of the Demon Apocalypse that was scattered across the earth for 100 years. In a recent invasion by the demons towards one of their base, the family fled to Mt.Ebott only to find out about the hidden underground empire and was greeted by the rest of the main cast.

Kristopher Dreamer

He is the leader of one of the surface survivors groups. One day a young Kris met an injured Red Demon who was apparently been hunted down by other demons. He for somewhat reason helped the demon and both managed to defeat the other hunting demons. the Red Demon called herself Asmodeus, but Kris called her "Chara" which means "Friend (Or darling, beloved, etc)".

He then married Chara who has taken a human form, and within a few years, Frisk was born. The family lived in a harsh conditions and the kid grew and learn the hard way from her parents. Kris had to do it for the sake of her survival.

Kris has no power despite his LV. He relied on his physical power and weapons to deal with demons. Despite this, he's one of the top fighters in both the surface and the current empire.

Chara Dreamer

She is a Succubus-type Red Demon. One of the highest ranks in the Demon Race. She refused to deploy her army in the Demon Apocalypse 100 years ago which resulted in her torment and imprisonment. She managed to escape and met with Kris and after that lived happily in the toughest of conditions on the surface.

One day, tho. The demons found their home and attacked it, leaving the family to flee towards Mt.Ebott and meet the rest of the cast after falling down a hole. After that, her relationship with them was a bit rocky due to her origin being a high ranked Red Demon.

She is a sexy, flirty, and seductive woman. She will not hesitate to make love to someone else despite her marriage (Kris is used to this. Due to her nature of being a Succubus) Her power as a Red Demon allowed her to have a boost of power, making her a bit more powerful than even Frederick for a short amount of time.

Frisk Dreamer

She is the daughter of Kris and Chara. A hybrid of a human and a Red Demon. She was born and grew in a harsh environment before the demons attacked and they fell into the underground and meet with the rest of the cast.

In the underground, she befriended Sariel and Justika and became a somewhat trio of friends. Her mom, Chara finally got around the tension of her origin with the others and all is well. Frisk's power equals Frederick's and even surpasses him at times. Her training has helped her along the way, and it's not over yet.

There's something else inside of her that not even she has noticed yet. It's something that will be the decisive factor that will decide the fate of the entire AU.

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sakurachan7734 · 30 days

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Two queens and a little princess

Chapter 1: the birth of a new princess,

Dreamer(24): Marceline, is this necessary to summon a baby?

Marceline:(24)* drawing a pentagram on the ground* yes unless you want to adopt or get a sp3rm donor

Dreamer: no no I was asking questions I’m still confused about your family

Marceline: oh ok I understand that

Dreamer: and since we both think that our child may be both a combination of demon and angel, should we do both of our ceremonies or just one?

Marceline: we will just see what the kid looks like and if it looks like you, we will do yours and it looks like me will do mine because if the kid has pink skin like me. That means it’s a demon and if it has the cross on its forehead it’s an angel

Dreamer: OK, I see your logic

Marceline: already everything is ready come over here, my queen

Dreamer:* steps into the pentagram* how many times do we have to chant “oh my powers so might be bring our child to me and my wife”?

Marceline: three times

Dreamer; ok what happens if this fails?

Marceline: then we will try again in a few months

Dreamer: ok

Dreamer and marceline start chanting three times once they were done smoke comes up and a faint noise and glow are seen and heard from the smoke that clouds around dreamer and marceline once it leaves they hear a baby laughing

Dreamer:* picks up the baby* it’s a girl

Marceline:* looks over dreamer’s shoulder* looks like she is a demon and a succubus like me

Dreamer: so we have to to the blood ceremony to except her into your side of the family?

Marceline: well to you want to do both ceremonies so she is expected in both families?

Dreamer: well I want to but my family except my parents and siblings don’t like you

Marceline: yea that’s fair

Dreamer and marceline go back to the castle and put the baby to bed

Dreamer:* jokingly*What do you want to name her?

Marceline:* laughs* oh you know

Dreamer: no I don’t you wanted to name her Beth right?

Marceline:* laughing* no Blair

Dreamer:* laughing* now I remember that’s a adorable name

Marceline: well is Blair going to be a sheep or goat?

Dreamer: we will see when her horns grow in if her horns are the same color as her skin she is a goat right?

Marceline: yes maybe she may have to sets like my dad

Dreamer: a pair of sheep horns and a pair of devil horns?

Marceline: possibly

Blair:* looks up at dreamer and laughs*

Dreamer: aww she has my eyes

Marceline: she does and it looks like she has your cloud hair just in black like me

Dreamer: when do we have to do the blood ceremony?

Marceline: we have to do it when she is ten weeks old and we should have our parents meet her

Dreamer: ok should we schedule for our parents to meet her next week or the week after that?

Marceline: well I know my dad is coming to earth for a meeting next week so he can meet Blair next week if that’s okay with you

Dreamer: yes just give him a call and we can meet up let’s give Blair some rest

Marceline: ok dear

Meanwhile With Lucifer and asmodus(asmodus is 11 here)

Lucifer: what do you need asmodeus?

Asmodeus: when will marceline come back?

Lucifer: oh she won’t be coming back she’s married

Asmodeus: oh will she come to visit?

Lucifer: yes she will and we will visit her sometimes

Asmodeus: ok* leaves the room*

Lucifer:*gets a call and picks up* hello?

Marceline: hay dad

Lucifer: hi marceline do you need anything why are you calling me isn’t it late there on earth?

Marceline: well yes it’s about 8:00pm but I have good news

Lucifer: what is it?

Marceline: me and dreamer summoned a baby girl

Lucifer: really?!

Marceline: yes and I know that you are going to be here on earth next week for a meeting and I was wondering if you want to come visit her

Lucifer: absolutely! Do you want me to bring your mother to visit to?

Marceline: oh no I already told her that she can come over on Sunday or the day of the blood ceremony and she will be here this Sunday

Lucifer: great! I will be there on Wednesday!

Marceline: isn’t that the day of your meeting?

Lucifer: oh f**k my meeting my first granddaughter is more important!

Marceline:* laughs* ok bye dad * hangs up*

Dreamer: so when are your parents coming?

Marceline: my mom is coming over this Sunday and my dad is coming over on Wednesday

Dreamer: ok

A week later

Marceline:* holding Blair* are you ready to meet my daughter?

Hope: yes I am

Marceline:* hands Blair to hope* here she is Blair! Isn’t she adorable?

Hope:* holds blair* awww hi Blair

Marceline: shh be quiet Blair is sleeping

Hope: oh sorry

Marceline: it’s ok I get that you are really excited to meet her

Hope: and we going to do the blood ceremony or the gold bath ceremony for dreamer?

Marceline: oh we decided on whoever she looks like most we will do the ceremony for and since she looks a lot like me we are doing the blood ceremony

Hope: ok

Dreamer: hello miss Morningstar do you need anything?

Hope: oh no dreamer it’s ok

Dreamer: ok

Blair:* starts crying*

Marceline:* takes Blair from Hope* oh sorry mom she is probably hungry

Hope: oh it’s ok

Dreamer:* hands marceline a bottle* don’t worry I made a bottle for her

Marceline:* takes the bottle and feeds blair* thank you honey

Hope: I’m sure you will be great mothers

Dreamer: i’m sure we will hopefully she’ll grow up happy and healthy

Hope:* gives Blair tickles on her belly* hopefully she’s so cute

Marceline: aww she seems to like that

Blair:* laughing*

Dreamer: aww

A few hours later hope leaves the castle

Marceline: when are your parents coming over to meet Blair?

Dreamer: they said that they’re really busy so they make them here Friday

Marceline: ok let’s get Blair back to bed for a nap

Dreamer: ok dear

Marceline puts Blair down for a nap and goes back downstairs

Dreamer: so what do we need to do for the blood ceremony?

Marceline: well I need to get the blood from the fallen people of my family and it is similar to a baptism but we need to cover her entire body in blood

Dreamer: ok should I find a dress for her for the certainly?

Marceline: yes

Wednesday comes and Lucifer comes over to visit

Dreamer:* holding blair* are you ready to meet your granddaughter Mr Morningstar?

Lucifer: yes and you don’t need to call me, Mr. MorningStar

Dreamer:* hands Blair to Lucifer* ok here she is! Meet Blair!

Lucifer:* holds Blair* aww she’s adorable she looks a lot like marceline!

Dreamer: I know! Be careful with her She’s only a few weeks old

Blair:* wakes up looks at Lucifer makes a grumpy face and stick her tongue out*

Dreamer: oh don’t mind that she does that was upset she’s probably upset we woke her up from her nap or she’s hungry

Lucifer:* chuckles a bit* it’s OK

Dreamer: good she may grow out of it when she’s a toddler or when she starts talking

Lucifer: yea marceline did something similar when she was a baby

Blair:* try’s to grab Lucifer horns*

Lucifer: awww is she a girl or a sheep?

Dreamer; we don’t know we have to see when her horns grow in

Blair:* starts crying and reaches out for dreamer*

Dreamer:* picks up Blair* oh what’s wrong honey?

Lucifer: did I scare her?

Dreamer:* rocking Blair*no I don’t think so she has been fussy probably because she is seeing people that aren’t me and Madeline

Lucifer: that would make sense

Marceline: what are you to talking about?

Lucifer: oh nothing just talking about your daughter

Marceline: ok lunch is almost ready

Dreamer: ok thanks dear

A few days later Lucia and Josh come over to the castle to see Blair

Dreamer: hi mom dad!

Josh: hi dreamer! where is Blair?

Marceline:* holding blair* she is right here She’s in a playful mood today

Lucia: awww she’s adorable

Josh: Is she a goat or a sheep?

Dreamer: We don’t know yet we have to see when her horns grow in

Blair:* trying to hold dreamers hand*

Dreamer:* holds Blair’s hand* do you want anything to eat or drink mom and dad?

Josh: oh no we ate before we got here we won’t be here for long anyway

Marceline: why?

Lucia: we have something important to do later today and as as much we want to spend more time with Blair we have to get it prepared

Dreamer: didn’t I already tell you guys we’re not gonna do the ceremony for our family because she looks more like Marceline?

Lucia: you did, but this is not the ceremony we’re talking about we are helping out with the blood ceremony

Marceline: oh thank you Lucia

Blair:* looks at Josh and Lucia and laughs*

Josh: awww hi Blair

Blair:* smiles*

Dreamer: aww she likes you guys

A half hour later Lucia and Josh leave

Dreamer:* putting Blair in her crib* so you guys had to start preparing for the ceremony now?

Marceline: well, we sometimes prepare for the blood simony early to make sure everything’s right

Dreamer: ok when do you need to leave to collect blood?

Marceline: tomorrow

Dreamer: ok

End of chapter

#oc story #angel ocs #devil oc

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notallsandmen · 1 year

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I may or may not have stream-of-consciousness-written my first ever fanfic about Dream as a Mare (incubus/succubus/sleep paralysis demon riding dreamers, according to Scandinavian folklore), set to The Cure’s ”Lullaby”, and now I need to somehow get back to my actual work. How the hell do other fanfic writers get else anything done in their lives??

#dreamling #incubus #dreamling fanfic #dream x hob #the sandman smut #please take all of john bauers works away from me #ruining scandinavian folklore one mythological creature at a time #dreamling smut

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the-blind-geisha · 2 years

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I'm not doing anything with this, so: A succubus who can enter dreams, but instead of sexy stuff she just explores other peoples' dreams. Like she's a fan of dream submission blogs and eventually decided to cut out the middleman.

Ooh that sounds interesting.

So basically she just runs through the submissions, finds some of the best dreams and kind of hibernates there? Talking to the dreamer and all of that?

I'm hoping I got that right. ♥ Either way, it sounds interesting! if I ever get the chance, I'll certainly consider writing it!

#monster: succubus #succbus #mod answers #anon #story ideas

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incubabe · 2 years

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Libidophage Overexposure: Effects and Addiction

To understand the effects of the thrall, ensorcellment, or otherwise addiction to a libidophage, we must first discuss several basic terms. More commonly known as a succubus or incubus, modern Stygio-anthropologists prefer “libidophage,” or “lust eater.” This is in reflection and response to the seminal work by Dr. Taylor Beach of the New Amsterdam Research Society [1], who suggested the concept of a -phage responding to each classic Deadly Sin of Christian teachings. In the Italian poet Dante Alighieri’s Divine Comedy, he defined lust as disordered love; an intense longing that goes beyond the proper. While one can have a lust for money or power, currently it is not believed that there are reflective demons of that specific hunger -- such greedy types will generally attract if not directly call a “Faustian” demon.

It is difficult to say if Alighieri had some true insight of the infernal -- certainly he spent a great deal of time in the Comedy dwelling in pettiness, casting aspersions on those he disdained in his lifetime by sentencing them to various Hells -- or if some catalyzation of the work into the public consciousness bid the demesne Downbelow to reformat itself to better fit in response. The demons simply aren’t talking -- and what few do delight in spinning tales for their own capricious amusement. In this fashion, they are not too dissimilar from humanity.

Additionally, the unit of measuring intimate encounters with a libidophage must be detailed. A single intimate experience with a libidophage leading to the human’s orgasm (single or multiple) will be referred to as a “feeding.” (Side note: the focus on libidophages rather than their Beachian sin-ilk comes down to the ability to easily delineate a singular experience. To invoke wrath, or pride, or indeed the since-disused deadly sins of acedia (roughly analogous to depressive apathy) or vainglory is not so easily quantified, and while potentially lascivious, the point of physical satisfaction is if nothing else oftentimes obvious.)

The speed of advancing stages differ, especially given the intent and personal charismatic pressure. An enterprising libidophage might intentionally hew in on a single target with the express intent of furthering their exposure, to leave them more malleable. With no singular theory generally accepted as to the nature of Stygian hierarchy, we will assume a bureaucratic Hell -- the ultimate goal of a libidophage to make a Deal with their victim to sign away their soul, to fill out some arcane and unknowable Quintessential Quota.

That said, the levels of exposure are not easily divisible. A victim can experience effects of several different tiers of exposure simultaneously; as exposure primarily affects the victim’s mind, it will vary from victim to victim and from libidophage to libidophage.

-- After initial exposure and come-down from orgasm, victim may feel a sense of emptiness that persists for up to a week. It may be temporarily assuaged by an another encounter with the libidophage, only to linger for longer and intensify between encounters.

-- Dreams are restless; many of them center around the libidophage. Among the dreams, a strange commonality expresses itself: walking up stairs to a featureless house, that only gains color and furnishings when the libidophage enters and touches the dreamer.

-- The ideas, requests, and suggestions of the libidophage seem agreeable to the victim, though not to an unreasonable point.

-- Quality of sleep decreases. Effects are dulled within the day of sleeping with the libidophage.

-- Dreams exclusively center around the libidophage. General sensational dulling when away from libidophage. Afflicted individual finds it impossible to orgasm on their own.

-- Intensification of previous effects.

There is no predetermined point that libidophages properly ensconced within the infernal bureaucracy may make their Deal, keeping their victims at this stage for any time from a month to multiple years, depending on multiple factors ranging from the victim’s resilience to the personal sadism of the libidophage. Victims may at this point resort to extreme methods of sensation, from drugs to risky sex and other hedonistic pursuits. They will find them, at best, mildly effective. At this point -- as one might expect -- treatment is minimally effective, with few recorded cases of ‘cured’ victims.

ugh god im tired of looking at this. there’s like two more effects . and riley is only half demon so her effects aren’t as strong + she’s purposely trying to work against it so it’s probably at 1/3rd strength

#Or: An Idiot Writes A Lot To Say 'Don't Keep Fucking An Incubus Dummy.'#(hc.)#(saved.)#This has been in my drafts since April 21 2021. so i'm glad to see it go

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entropy-mephit · 1 year

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The whole concept came from time reading that one succubus fic where I had first flash of "Dream split themselves" commenting and then following comment about enemy within. And so, I got to nurse the idea.

Just a concept and I'm not even that terribly possesive if it even if I hope to be part of it going. And lack thing to just write myself

So... The idea is that Dream's capture actually pinned down only the most human part of him, part that was anthropomorphic. The effects on dreaming was less devastating, humans were not able to dream some things, maybe specifically there suddenly were no dreams of anything humanoid or even clearly human related, no civilization, no other people in dreams, even dreamers more often than not put in some other forms. Some dreamers end up messed up, completely forgetting who they were, but sleeping sickness has less victims than it otherwise would have. The vortex was handled by what is left free of Dream, in cold, swift manner.

And when tome for meeting comes Dream that is free tries to visit Hob, but it can't put itself in nearly enough of approximation of what should visit and causes quite a bit of panic in everyone around, even as it tries to act normal with its conversation with Hob. So, Hob knows something is wrong, but aldo realized that this thing that came doesn't realize it is not friend he is used to meeting and it's weird situation.

Morpheus also has no idea the split has occured, thinks his weakness is just the magic and capture, and also missing tools. (Actually the free Dream found the sand. Of course it would, sand is far too important even for it... And might have picked up the emerald or other dreamstone as replacement - might give Hob another "Huh?" moment.)

I kind of feel like Hob would assume Dream is unwell, but wouldn't actually be able to help with rescue so there could be moment of Morpheus apologizing for being late and Hob informing him that "as weird you came in, I definitely wouldn't say you didn't visit"

Note, there might be bit about the other Dream coming eagerly as Hob offered to hopefully help friend get better, so he has being like overgrown monster cat that actually likes just looming over him menacing and appearing in misshapen tangle if shadows scaring students out of Hob's office to have his time for itself.

(I want to cowrite this)

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justafinemess · 4 months

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I took understanding myself to make it all make sense.

Embracing the innocent empath, the hopeless dreamer & the sex driven succubus.

To see why they all went silent, leaving a hollow shell with lifeless eyes.

I am the one who needs to feel. The feelings I feed on dictate my own.

If you are happy, I am too

If you're sad, I ache with you

I am also the one who needs to dream. That pretty bubble keeps me alive, inspired & energetic.

But

I need to feed. Feelings & dreams are not enough.

I need passion & desire to the point of obsession.

I am the one who submits to the worthy, opening my body & sinking into pleasure that leaves you exhausted... while I walk away with a spring in my step.

I am the one who smiles with her wrists pinned to the wall, thriving on the hunger dancing in your eyes.

I cannot live on one alone.

And often, I found myself starving.

So I found many sources happily willing to sustain me.

Lovers, dreamers, feelers.

For years I found myself in peak strength... but still hungry.

Because I wanted the impossible.

I wanted it all from 1 source.

I suppose I figured if I could provide a loving, dreaming, fuck hungry partner... that I would also find someone who could feed all those needs on their own.

I often wonder if I was wrong to believe it.

But then again...

Hope remains.

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thedemonicpunks · 10 months

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"In the words of one badass bitch. Help me Obi-Wan Kenobi you're my only hope."

#open #dreamer: the succubus

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dxmnedbloodlxst · 5 years

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Dreamer leaves a very skimpy bra laying out on Vlads bed to give him some good dreams ;D

Vlad notices it, flusteres for a good 5 minutes after recognizing her scent before nicely folding it and setting on one of the shelves in his closet.

He ponders when he should return it to her before going to his coffin to sleep.

#vlad is like ???? Nani-?!#xD real slick dreamer #dracula: lord of darkness #dremora: pesky succubus #nfsw-ish #rip: vlad #dxmnedbloodlxst #thedemonicpunks

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shinesurge · 3 years

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TECHNICALLY

Free Comic Book Day has been moved to August this year (2021) because of pandemic stuff but FORTUNATELY webcomics are free All Of The Time Forever so here are some free comics you can read today and every other day (that don’t show up on every single rec list)!

Job Satisfaction

Freelance demon summoners ply their trade, smooch demons, dodge judgmental neighbors, and take a hard pass on binary gender. Oh also there’s a succubus who decided to go celibate. Just normal slice-of-life stuff.

Content warnings: Implied/off-camera sex, demons, possession

https://jobsatisfactioncomic.com/

String Theory

A webcomic about criminals. In the early 1990s a nuclear bomb was detonated in the atmosphere above north america sending out a catastrophic nation wide electromagnetic pulse that destroyed almost all above ground electronics. The USA is only beginning to recover from these events.Now there’s an emerging group of villains and mutants.

String Theory isn’t rated, and it does contain adult concepts and is written for adult sensibilities. It’s not an ADULT comic except it is because it’s pretty violent and has a lot of drug references and murders and half the characters are criminals with potty mouths.

http://www.stringtheorycomic.com/

BERET

ART is POWER, and the person with the fastest paintbrush survives. In this dangerous world, Anton has lost everything. His family, his boyfriend, his home. Can he find the truth?

https://beretcomic.com/

Mere Mortals

Mere Mortals is a comic about a girl adopted by a monster, and what happens when that girl starts to grow up.

https://meremortalscomic.com/

The Pirate Checklist

Pirates have given up sailing the ocean in favor of soaring the skies, and Alynne has finally set out to achieve her dream of becoming one of them… except she’s doing it all wrong! To help her along, an unlikely ally provides a checklist of everything a good pirate needs. However, when Alynne catches the attention of the most infamous of pirates seeking to take advantage of her naivety, will she stick to her list, or succumb to the worst of influences?

https://www.thepiratechecklist.com/

Ingress

Looking for a magical item? Is it hidden away in a dangerous dungeon? Hire us to risk our lives* for your artifact—so you don’t have to!

https://www.ingress-comic.com/

fresh meat

Fresh meat is a comic about a girl with clinical depression and her first experience with a psychiatric hospital, as well as its other residents.

Content warnings for medical abuse and psychiatric institutionalization.

http://fresh-meat.thecomicseries.com/

Bonus round: Happle Tea

Happle Tea is the only comic that excoriates religion, pop culture, and politics while, at the same time, lauding the world of cryptozoology.

One of the only strips I read, not updating anymore (although I believe the author is working on relaunching soon?) but there’s an enormous archive to look through! http://www.happletea.com/

Not Cops

I want to recommend NotCops, which is an energetic fever dream but it’s basically just pages going up on a blog with no material I can put here. Unfortunate! Check it out or don’t! https://notcopsofficial.tumblr.com/

and also mine, read my goddamn comic.

Kidd Commander

It’s a world at the mercy of uncaring gods, and Phineas Kidd is a heretic with a chip on her shoulder and enough fury to outshine a supernova. Armed only with aggressive enthusiasm (and an explosive left hook), Phineas sets out to gather up a merry crew and travel to Kairos Crossing to catch the sun, an urban legend that has tempted countless dreamers to a bloody end.

Rated T for lots of (cartoon) violence and swearing, and a good deal of irreverence for topics some folks might prefer to leave revered. If any of that sounds like it might make you uncomfortable this comic may not be suitable for you!

http://kiddcommander.com/

glhf

#recommend comics other than questionable content 2k21

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kpop---scenarios · 4 years

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Sweet Dreams

Pairing: Baekhyun x Succubus! Reader

Genre: Demon/Succubus AU

Warning: Smut,

Word Count: 3.2k

Summary: Baekhyun and Elle were highschool sweethearts, always in love. Until they move into their new house where a demon apparently resides. Baekhyun starts changing when his dreams begin getting taken over. How will things turn out for the happy couple?

All Baekhyun had ever wanted was to be with Elle. He had met her in their senior year of high school. She was the quiet girl who sat in the back of the class, wrote her notes and kept to herself. Where Baekhyun was the class clown who was majorly popular and had girls pining over him and that’s the thing that attracted him to her the most, the fact that she wasn’t falling at his feet. She was a quiet girl with a beautiful smile and Baekhyun wanted to see it more and more.

He had asked her out for coffee on the second last day of school. She looked shocked as the words came from his mouth but with a small voice she said yes and he felt his heart soar. It took him a few dates to get her to really open up, but when she finally did, he thought her voice sounded like an angel. He had never thought he would ever find a sound that he could become obsessed with, until she spoke up.

Baekhyun and Elle were happy for years. They went to College together, and were known around campus as the favorite couple, the ones everyone wanted to be and they both loved that. People fell in love with their love, the highschool sweethearts who would be together forever. And that’s exactly what it felt like.

Last year, they both graduated College, Elle got a job as a secretary to a big time, hot shot lawyer, while Baekhyun got one of those dreaded nine to five corporate jobs where he would end up dragging his feet and hating his life more than he already did. They didn’t have sex anymore, Baekhyun couldn’t remember the last time he hadn’t had to jerk himself off because Elle was working late, or was already asleep when he got home. Despite his job being done at five, he was never home at a decent time, he was always late.

A few months ago Baekhyun and Elle sat down to have a conversation about their relationship. They both agreed that they were in a rut and things needed to change. So, they came up with a plan to move out of their apartment and buy a house. Elle was going to take some time off and so was Baekhyun. They would spend some much needed time together while they shopped for a house and moved, strengthening their relationship, they didn’t want to lose each other.

It didn’t take them long to find a house that they both loved. A few days later they put in an offer, and it was theirs. The people who were selling it couldn’t wait to get it off their hands and wouldn’t tell Baekhyun why they were selling but he didn’t care. It was theirs and they loved it.

The first night they finished moving all their stuff in, they had their friends Chanyeol, Kyungsoo, Lisa and Hwasa over to help, celebrating with some bottles of wine and pasta from Elle’s moving day box, something she came up with a few days ago.

“So.” Chanyeol begins, taking a sip of his wine. “When I was outside grabbing some boxes earlier, I met one of your neighbors. She had mentioned that there’s a demon that lingers in the house. Apparently she enters your dreams.” He says, making some dramatic voices.

“You are not telling me that my new house is haunted.” Elle pouts, cleaning up some of the mess.

“Hey, I’m just relaying the message that I was told.” Chanyeol chuckles, getting up before helping up Lisa.

“Don’t believe them. It’s all bullshit.” Kyungsoo smiles, helping up Hwasa.

“Hey, thanks for all your help today.” Baekhyun says, giving his guests each a quick hug before they took off. They wouldn’t have been able to finish moving everything had it not been for them.

“Any time.” They say before saying goodbye to Elle and taking off.

Laying in bed that night, Baekhyun has his arm wrapped around Elle as she cuddles into him, her finger tracing the outline of his abs.

“You don’t believe it, right?” She asks, trying to hide her shaky voice.

“What? The ghost?” He asks.

“Demon.” Elle interrupts.

“Regardless, babe, it’s not true.” He laughs. “Even if anything happened, you know I’d protect you.” He says, pulling her in close before they both drift off to sleep.

Baekhyun opens his eyes, he’s on the couch across from his bed. He can see Elle laying there, sleeping peacefully and from the corner of his eye, he sees a figure standing in the corner. He can see the outline of your curves as you slowly walk towards him, your short nightgown swaying as you walk. His legs are spread, boxers are gone, his cock stands straight up.

“Baby.” You moan, climbing on the couch to straddle him. Baekhyun’s head falls back onto the couch as you slowly sink yourself down on him. Your warm, wet pussy swallowing his cock.

“Fuck.” He breathes, as you lift yourself up, and slowly sink down on him again. His hands find their way to your hips, helping lift you up before slamming you back down on his cock. His breath is erratic, he’s never felt a pussy like this before. He can feel his orgam building quickly. His eyes fall on Elle’s sleeping body. You quickly grab his head, bringing it forward, placing his face in between your breasts.

“Cum.” You sing, grinding on his cock.

Just as Baekhyun begins to cum inside you, he wakes up, shooting up in bed, his alarm clock beeping loudly.

Everything is fuzzy, he forgets where he is for a second before he stumbles out of bed, feeling weak as he walks to the bathroom. His head is pounding, as well as his cock.

He looks in the mirror, a little startled by his appearance. Dark bags circle his eyes, his lips are chapped, skin is dry.

“Good morning.” Elle smiles as she grabs her deodorant from the bathroom, placing a kiss on Baekhyun’s cheek.

“Morning.” He says, his voice is hoarse. “Did we have sex last night? Or early this morning?” He asks, his cock throbbing and sore.

“No, why?” She asks.

“No reason.” Baekhyun says. “I’m gonna take a quick shower."

After his shower he gets dressed for the day, shuffling downstairs where he sees Elle has already left, but puts out his to go mug of coffee as well as his water bottle. She was the best, always making things a little easier for him. But he couldn’t help but to think about his dream, why was his cock sore? It was just a dream, wasn’t it?

Baekhyun couldn’t concentrate today. On his drive to work, his mind would flashback to his dream. He tried to focus on his work but he couldn’t stop thinking about it. It was yhr best sex he had ever had, he had never cum so hard. Sure he and Elle had good sex, but this was a whole other level.

"Hi babe.” He sighed as he walked inside, sitting at the island while Elle finished cooking dinner.

“What’s wrong?” She asks, looking concerned.

“Rough day.” He begins. “I had a very vivid.. dream last night and it took a lot out of me.” He tells her. “I could barely concentrate at work today."

"Im sorry, love. A good dinner and back rub should help, yeah?” She smiles.

She was the best.

After the two of them finished eating, Elle asked Baekhyun to run a few boxes out into the back alleys recycling bin. After a kiss on the cheek he grabbed the pile and headed out the back door. The second he stepped out that door he felt something wasn’t right. As he walked to the alley, fog crept into the yard out of nowhere. Baekhyun found himself breathing a little heavier, feeling something behind him.

“Elle?” He asks, weakly.

“Try again.” You whisper, your hands running down his arms, your mouth gently tracing along his neck. “You by far are my favorite.” You whisper, placing small kisses on his neck. “You feed me so well. It’s been so long since I’ve felt so strong."

You slip your hand inside his sweatpants, grabbing onto his cock, stroking him from base to tip. "So delicious.” You purr, moving in front of him, pulling his pants down yo allow his cock yo spring free. You kneel down, engulfing his cock in your mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat as you hum, the vibration sending chills down his spine. Your hand pumps his base as your mouth takes on the rest of him, your tongue swirling around, the continued humming, Baekhyun can’t control his orgasm. Within seconds he shoots his load into your mouth, moaning loudly, gasping for air.

Baekhyun wakes up, he’s leaning against the fence, boxes still in his hand. How is he so tired? Fuck is he ever thirsty. He throws the boxes down, making his way back to the house. His cock is sore again, his body is drained and shaky. He just needs a really good sleep.

Walking back inside he tells Elle he’s just going to take a showet and go to bed. “I’m just off.” He smiles, grabbing a couple bottles of water before heading up to the bathroom. He looks in the mirror, the bags under his eyes bigger than earlier.

He slips off his clothes, getting into the shower, the hot water feels nice. Relaxing his muscles, he chugs the two bottles of water but still feels like he needs more. He finishes his shower, walking into his room with his towel wrapped around his waist, he puts on a pair of boxers before just climbing into bed. He was desperate for a good sleep, but also found himself craving another dream.

Baekhyun slept peacefully that night. When he woke up in the morning, he was slightly disappointed that his night was dreamers. His cock was hard, and ready to be ridden but was left alone.

“Morning.” Elle yawns, stretching out before wrapping her hand around his covered cock, stroking it a little.

“Morning.” He says, rolling over to get out of bed. “I’m going to be late.” He says, walking to the bathroom. He could hear Elle’s sigh of disappointment, and he felt bad but that wasn’t what he wanted.

When he went downstairs, he found Elle was gone already but had still left out his mug of coffee, along with some water like she did before he went to work.

He couldn’t concentrate at work again. His mind wandered to the best sex he had had the last couple days and wondered why it didn’t happen last night. His body felt like it was craving it, he yearned for the feeling of that wet pussy sliding onto his cock.

As his coworkers left the office for lunch, he remained in his small office, leaning his head back on the chair, resting his eyes.

Knock

Baekhyun opens his eyes, looking at the door, he sees a figure he recognizes. “Did you miss me?” You ask, your voice soft and seductive.

“Mhmm.” Baekhyun groans, sitting up in his chair. You walk around his desk before moving in between his legs, settling yourself on his desk.

“Come.” You whisper, motioning hkm yo come to you with one finger. Baekhyun instantly stands up, taking a few steps forward until he’s in between your legs. “Good boy."

You grab his tie, pulling him forward, his face close to yours. You move forward just an inch, gently pressing your lips to his, before letting go on hks tie, moving your hands down his stomach to his belt, unbluckling it.

You pull his pants down just slightly before scooting yourself to the edge of his desk. Your hand is wrapped around his already hard cock, lining him up with your entrance, he moves closer, pushing himself inside of you.

"That’s right baby.” You moan, wrapping your arms around his neck as he slides in and out of you. Baekhyun can feel you tighten yourself around his cock, making him moan loudly.

He didn’t know how but you made him cum so much faster and better than anyone. It was an orgasm he craved.

“So tight.” He moans, burying his face in your neck as you wrap your legs around his waist. He picks you up, pressing you against the wall, his hips thrusting inside you. “Fuck.” He cries, as you tighten yourself one more time, making him cum, fueling your energy with every load he gives you.

Baekhyun wakes up on the floor of his office, his body shaking and weak. His skin is dry again, he looks in the mirror, his eyes are bloodshot.

Looking at the clock, he sees it’s only been 15 minutes into his hour-long lunch, only half the day is done but he can’t be here any longer. He heads home, telling his boss he just wasn’t feeling well.

The minute he arrives home he heads upstairs, falling down onto his bed, sleep coming easily. What felt like ten minutes later, he was woken up by a concerned looking Elle.

“Are you okay?” She asks, feeling his forehead.

“Im fine.” He snaps, slapping her hand away and standing up to walk away.

“Hey, why are you snapping at me?” Elle yells, only to be ignored by Baekhyun. He slams the door to the bathroom, resting his hands on the counter.

This wasn’t like him. He never snapped at her, or walked away from her but why would she wake him up? He just wanted to sleep. Baekhyun took a few deep breaths before opening the door, and walked towards a sad looking Elle.

“I’m sorry.” He says, pulling her ij for a hug. “I’m just tired.” He finishes.

“Go back to sleep. Just wanted to make sure you were okay.” She whispers, letting him go and heading downstairs.

Baekhyun happily crawls back into bed, falling asleep quickly as you enter the room. You crawl onto his bed, pulling the covers off of him, his cock already standing tall. Baekhyun doesn’t even hesitate to pull it out, waiting for you to crawl over him, sinking down on his cock.

“So needy for me.” You moan, rocking back and forth.

“It feels so good.” He groans, placing his hands on your hips. You lift yourself up slowly before slamming back down on him, making him cry out in pleasure. “Oh god yes.” He yells.

“You like my pussy better don’t you baby?” You ask.

“Yes, fuck yes, so much better.” He moans, his toes curling as you squeeze yourself on him again and again, making him cum. You continue rocking yourself on him, milking Jim for everything he has, not wanting to waste one last drop.

“Good boy.” He hears faintly before his eyes open, he feels the bed dip on Elle’s side. He quickly closes them, not wanting her to know he’s awake but it doesn’t take him long to fall asleep again

Over the next few weeks Baekhyun found hjms craving sleep more and more, desperately seeking your touch, your pussy, your scent, your everything and he could tell his attitude was taking a toll on Elle.

But he found it hard to care.

“Baek?” Elle yells a few weeks later. “Can we talk?"

Baekhyun comes downstairs into the kitchen, sitting at the island while Elle looks a little uncomfortable, fidgeting with her fingers.

"Whats up?” He asks, intertwining his fingers.

“Are you okay?” She asks.

“Im great. Why?” He answers, confused.

“Well.. you don’t want to spend time with me. I try to initiate sex and you refuse me. I just don’t understand.” She whispers.

Baekhyun scoffs. “I work hard everyday, I’m exhausted from work. I have a hard job.” He snaps.

“I get that but we used to have sex all the time.” She says, her voice getting a little more frustrated.

“Shit happens, things change. Look, I’m tired. I’m going to go to bed.” Baekhyun says, waving her off.

“It’s 7pm!” She yells. “All you ever do is sleep!” She spits.

“I’m too tired for this.” He scoffs, walking up the stairs.

“Christ, you’re too tired for everything.” She yells.

“Maybe I’m just fucking tired of you.” He snaps, walking up the stairs and slamming the door to his room.

He can hear her crying on the phone to whoever, asking if she can go over there. He hears the front door slam shut before her car starts.

Baekhyun can’t help but laugh at how much he doesn’t care about her anymore. It was always you.

He falls asleep as soon as his eyes close. He rolls over and sees you laying there, naked.

“I wish you were real.” He whispers, rolling his body on top of you, he’s ready naked.

“I am real.” You whisper, stroking his face.

Baekhyun buries his face in your neck as he inserts his cock into you, letting out a moan.

“I mean not in my dreams.” He says, thrusting his hips.

“I can be real outside of dreams. You can be like me, I can make you like me.” You whisper. Baekhyun groans, his thrusts becoming faster.

“Do it. Make me like you.” He grunts.

You smile as you bite your wrist, the cut leaking black blood.

“Drink.” You whisper.

Baekhyun latches his lips to your wrist without a question. He sucks for a few seconds, and then he hears you moan. He lets go of your wrist as he cums, spilling inside you, breathlessly.

“I’ll see you soon.” You whisper, making him wake up. He’s alone in a dark room, his bed feeling empty.

Second later, he’s asleep again, but this time you don’t come back. His body feels like it’s burning as he tosses and turns through the night, his throat is dry, his eyes burn but still he cannot wake up.

Until his eyes shoot open. Birds are chirping, the sun is up and you are laying in his bed next to him.

“Good morning.” He croaks, taking a minute to realize it’s really you.

“Morning.” You whisper.

“Wait. Am I dreaming?” He asks.

“No.” You smile.

“So it worked? I’m like you?” He asks, his voice is different. It’s deeper, calmer, more terrifying.

“You are now an Incubus, Baekhyun.” You whisper. “And I am the Succubus, Ayn."

"Now we can be together.” He growls, rolling over on top of you again, leaning in for a kiss. You pull his face in closer to deepen the kiss. You were now all he wanted and he had you, forever.

“Baek..” you both hear after the door opens. “What the fuck.” You hear Elle yell.

Baekhyun looks up with a smile on his face, as you sit up in bed behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist.

“So you’ve been cheating on me?” Elle scoffs.

“I guess.” Baekhyun laughs.

“How could you do this to me?” She cries, tears falling from her eyes.

You can’t contain your laughter from behind Baekhyun, making him laugh as well.

“Do this to you? I didn’t do anything to you, love. Not lately, anyways.” Baekhyun laughs.

“Maybe had your pussy been better, he wouldn’t have needed to find better.” You suggest with a smile. You slide around the front of Baekhyun, straddling him right in front of Elle, who gives a look of disgust before she drops to the floor.

“Sweet dreams.” You sing, as you and Baekhyun disappear into her dreams, the first of many bad dreams to come.

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clemanime · 4 years

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Fantasy

A/N: I was reading through @impala-dreamer smutty confession’s and I’m happy that I’m not the only one that’s... yeah. I was going to submit something anonymously but I felt like a short description of it wasn’t enough. So here is somewhat of what’s been going on in my head while thinking of Sam Winchester.

WARNING: Smut, teasing, wirty dords (dirty words), spicy stuff, oral, teasing

She looked at the heavy metal door that shielded her from what was inside. Her hands were buried deep in her coat pockets, contemplating whether she should have listened to her brothers and sisters. They told her that it would be impossible for her to enter their stronghold. There were symbols to keep her out and others that would trap her. None of them would be able to save her if she were to get trapped. Taking her chances, she opened the door slowly, looking around before stepping onto the cool concrete at the entrance. She moved through the bunker with ease, covered by the darkness throughout it. Her game plan was to appeal to the younger Winchester, convince him that she wasn’t a threat and she didn’t consume the souls of the innocent.

Slipping into Sam’s room, she lightly closed the door behind her. She kept to a corner, watching him as he slept. She needed to go into his dreams with a friendly face. Someone he knew or even loved. She closed her eyes, steadying her breath as she entered his mind.

Sam sat at the table in a random diner. He looked around confused at first before it settled and he was looking at her. Jessica sat across from Sam, a white coffee mug in her hand. She looking up at Sam, smiling slightly. “Hi Sam.”

“Jess.” He was taken aback. “It’s been a long time.”

“I know.” She smiled lovingly at him. “I wanted to tell you something.” She leaned in, the smile still on her lips. “I wanted to tell you that the Succubus you’re chasing isn’t dangerous. She doesn’t want to be hunted down.”

“Jess.” Sam smiled, shaking his head. “I have my reasons for hunting it down.” His expression was stern.

She faltered.

“Look Sammy-”

“You’re not allowed to call me Sammy.” He cut in. “Cut the crap.”

She sighed, rubbing her face in annoyance. She revealed her true self, looking up to talk to him but he was gone.

Opening her eyes, she was met with the intense gaze of a very tall and upset Winchester. Stepping back, she found herself trapped in the dark corner. “Sam. Please listen.” He stalked towards her, a knife in hand.

“You took a big risk coming here.” He stated, pausing when her eyes lingered on the knife. “I didn’t expect that you’d be bold enough to show up in my room and slime your way in my dream.” He continued his slow movements. “What’s wrong? Is the big bad Hunter scaring the little Succubus?”

“I’m not a bad person.” She rushed out. “I only consume the souls of corrupted people. I just want to be left alone.”

“I don’t think I want to leave you alone.” He put the knife on the desk beside them, his hand going up to her face. He held her chin between his index finger and thumb, making sure that her eyes were locked with his. “I have plans for you.”

“Sam.” Her body was screaming. Wanting her to leave, to run. She could easily overpower him, but the knife was so close, and she knew how fast he was.

In one motion Sam had her over his shoulder, carrying her to his bed and throwing her down. She gasped, watching as he pulled off his t-shirt. “Like I said. I have plans.” She moved to get up, but Sam put his hand on her chest, stopping her. “You’re not going anywhere for a while. So, get comfortable.” He winked at her, climbing on the bed and pulling her by her ankles to that she was closer to him.

“Is that why you’ve been hunting me down?” She questioned. “Because you want me to sleep with you?”

“I thought that was obvious.”

He had that stupidly boyish smirk on his lips as he looked at her.

“Do you know how scary it is to find out that a Winchester is looking for you?” She sat up, arms crossed as she pouted.

“The fear in your eyes was adorable.” He joked, leaning forward. “I found out about you from some old man. He wouldn’t shut up about a beautiful Angel that did things to him.”

“I’m far from an Angel.” She spoke softly.

“Oh?” He questioned. “I’ll have to see for myself.”

She pulled him against her, kissing his lips until the were red and slightly swelled. As she nipped and sucked on Sam’s bottom lip, he made work of her clothes, peeling off her coat. She wore a cropped black bandage lace bustier that didn’t leave much to the imagination. Sam turned his attention to her shorts, pulling them off without a second thought.

A second later, Sam was under her, confused as to how they got into that position when he was the one taking the lead. She straddled his lap, pushing him down on his back. She slowly ground her hips against his, biting her bottom lip to stifle her moans. It had been a while since she had sex and knowing that Sam probably needed it as much as she did, it made the experience all the more fun. Sam grabbed her hips and pulled her down against his growing member. “Don’t hide your voice.” He smirked, bucking his hips against her and shooting jolts of pleasure through her.

“Wh- what about Dean?” She questioned, biting harder on her lip.

“What about him?”

There was that smirk again. Sam pushed his pajama pants down, freeing his member as he kept his soul piercing eyes on her. “You don’t waste time.”

“You’re going to be here all night.” He smirked, pulling her back down against him. “You’re so warm and so wet.” He huffed, his eyes finally closing. “…so good.” She circled her hips, her hands resting his own. Just grinding against him was enough to send her over the edge. Her body froze, lifting her body so that he wasn’t able to touch her sensitive spot as she climaxed. “That’s no good.”

Sam sat up, his strong arms wrapping around her and turning them over, his large hands pinning her wrists against his bed. He pushed into her, pulling a sweet gasp from her. She put her hands on his chest, stopping him. “You evil man.” She whimpered, looking up at him. She clenched around him, needing a minute to gather the thoughts she couldn’t get a hold of. “Sam!” She cried out as her began to thrust into. Sam held her hips, squeezing them. “Sl-slow!” He did as request, pulling all the way out before pushing himself all the way to his base. “Sammy!” She felt herself beginning to shake.

“You wanted me to go slow.”

She hated the fact that his smirk was making her weaker. His dark eyes watching her every move as she tried her hardest to contain all the noises she was making. She climaxed, her body tensing as her back arched with her eyes shut tight. “Stop fucking with me Sam.” She whimpered when she caught her breath, eyes brimming with tears.

“Little Succubus can’t take it anymore?” Sam pressed the pad of his thumb against her lips.

“You’re being mean.” She pouted.

“I’m being mean?” He leaned in, pecking her lips before standing up, grabbing her wrist and pulling her towards his desk. He turned her around, bending her over the wooden surface and grabbing the back of her knee and resting it on the desktop. “I’ll be nice from now on.” He slowly pushed into her, his large hand on her exposed back as the other kept a tight hold on her leg. She tried her hardest to keep quiet, her body moving on its own, yearning for him to quicken his pace.

She reached for something, anything to ground herself, her toes curling with pleasure. She gripped the edge of the desk with one hand as the other covered her mouth. She shook violently, another climax rushing over her body. She looked back at Sam, her eyes glazing over as he continued to slowly rock his hips. “Sam.” She moaned weakly.

“You’re still holding back your voice.” He smirked. He turned her around, licking his lips as he slowly moved his hand over her stomach and resting on her chest. “I don’t care about Dean hearing you.” He spoke softly into her ear.

Sam draped her legs over his arms, hands resting on the desk as he pushed himself back into her. She bit her bottom lip, nails scratching against his biceps. “Come on little Succubus.” He pressed his forehead against hers. “I want to hear it.”

“Sam.” She moaned, her legs opening wider. “More. Please. More.”

Sam obliged, pounding into her. She gasped, his member assaulting the spot that sent her thoughts into a frenzy. She could only think about the way he was pleasuring her. Her moans grew louder as she grew closer to another climax.

The pair climaxed together, Sam pulling out of her and releasing on her stomach. She stared at him, biting her bottom lip. He let her go, stepping back as she struggled to stand up. “Sam.” She pointed at him. Her eyes were still glazed over, seeming as if she had experienced the most pleasure in her lifetime. But she wanted more, she needed more. “Sam.”

“Get on the bed then.” He motioned with his head.

She moved towards him, dropping to her knees instead. With raised eyebrow, Sam watched her, grabbing his member and opening her mouth. She kept her eyes locked with his, seeing them darkening more only encouraged her actions. Sam groaned as she sucked him off, her tongue working expertly around the head of him.

Sam pushed his fingertips into her hair, groaning as he hit the back of her throat. She ran her tongue along the understand of his member, sucking intensely on the head as her hand pumped his shaft. She could feel him getting closer, his member pulsing. He growled, finishing in her mouth. She didn’t stop flicking her tongue against his tip, lapping up his warm seed. She stood up, pushing him back on his bed. Her eyes still glossed. “More Sam.” She climbed on top of him, lowering herself on him and sighing with pleasure.

She leaned forward, cupping his cheek as she slowly ground her hips against his. She circled her hips, moaning his name as she felt herself peaking again. Her head was swarming, body shaking as she let out a pleasured scream. Sam’s hand shot to her mouth, covering it as he smirked.

She road out her high, eyes closed before finally going back to normal and looking into his eyes. “No more?” Sam questioned.

“No more.” She agreed, falling against him. “For now.”

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Sacred marriage ~ invoking the whore

As a subject, Andromeda has been popular in art since classical times; it is one of several Greek myths of a Greek hero's rescue of the intended victim of an archaic hieros gamos (sacred marriage), giving rise to the "princess and dragon" motif. From the Renaissance, interest revived in the original story, typically as derived from Ovid's Metamorphoses

Hieros gamos or Hierogamy ("holy marriage") is a sacred marriage that plays out between a god and a goddess, especially when enacted in a symbolic ritual where human participants represent the deities.

The notion of hieros gamos does not always presuppose literal sexual intercourse in ritual, but is also used in purely symbolic or mythological context, notably in alchemy and hence in Jungian psychology. Hieros gamos is described as the prototype of fertility rituals.

The symbolism of union and polarity is a central teaching in Tantric Buddhism, especially in Tibet. The union is realized by the practitioner as a mystical experience within one's own body.

Goulven Peron (2016) suggested that the Holy Grail may reflect the horn of the river-god Achelous as described by Ovid in the Metamorphoses.

In Wicca, the Great Rite is a ritual based on the Hieros Gamos. It is generally enacted symbolically by a dagger (known as an athame) being placed point first into a chalice, the action symbolizing the union of the male and female divine. In British Traditional Wicca, the Great Rite is sometimes carried out in actuality by the High Priest and High Priestess.

The spirit spouse is one of the most widespread elements of shamanism, distributed through all continents and at all cultural levels. Often, these spirit husbands/wives are seen as the primary helping spirits of the shaman, who assist them in their work, and help them gain power in the world of spirit. The relationships shamans have with their spirit spouses may be expressed in romantic, sexual, or purely symbolic ways, and may include gender transformation as a part of correctly pairing with their "spouse". Shamans report engaging with their spirit spouses through dreams, trance, and other ritual elements. In some cultures, gaining a spirit spouse is a necessary and expected part of initiation into becoming a shaman. Evidence of spirit spouses may be seen in non-shamanic cultures as well, including dreams about Christ by nuns, who are considered to be "brides of Christ".

In Christian literature, there are demons called incubus and succubus, who are also called types of spirit spouses. They are specifically referred to as spirit wife and spirit husband, respectively. We knew of these creatures, for instance, in the work of St. Augustine where it was stated that "many have verified it by their own experience and trustworthy persons have corroborated the experiences others told, that sylvans and fauns, commonly called incubi, have often wicked assaults upon women." These creatures are considered as spirit spouses, who only exist in dreams having intercourse with the dreamer. Some sources state that they are acquired through sexual promiscuity and are prominently connected with witchcraft spells, love potions, and lust.

In France, there is a belief that "during the night, in dreams, which he contrives to excite, he takes care to be the principal object of her ideas...'tis her sylph that causes her those pleasing reveries". "Humans long to mate with sylphs, according to the Comte de Gabalis, because they want to live forever".

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