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mamayan · 4 months

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can we get a babytrapping yandere 🥹

Absolutely you can Nonnie~

tw: Baby Trapping • Yandere • Male Yandere • Afab Darling • Afab reader • Pet names • Manipulation • PIV • Oral (F) • Overstimulation/Multiple Orgasms • Sub! Reader (implied) • Dom! Yandere (implied) • Dubcon • Breeding

This wasn’t originally his intention.

He only wanted a happy life with you, filled with joy and love.

It’s not his fault those dense friends of yours want to keep you from him. It’s not his fault your family is corrupt and trying to tear you both apart. It’s the world’s fault for making you so naive to the evils which lurk in the shadows. You don’t know any better, looking adorably flustered as he buries his face between your thighs.

He could die here, as you tangle your fingers in his hair and shake, he really believes he’s found heaven.

“Oh god—I’m cumming—!” As you throw your head back and your warm cunt gushes, he truly knows he’d do absolutely anything to keep this perfect bubble he’s carefully crafted from popping.

You look stunning, sweaty and ruined from multiple orgasms, looking at him with such pretty trusting eyes. Panting in the bed he bought for you, the lacy lingerie he’d given you as a present hanging off your ankle and pushed up on your chest to reveal all your skin for his gaze, he knows he could never love anyone as much as he loves you.

His eyes are crazed, smile distorted as he gazes at you with obsession and wild adoration. You miss it all, dizzy from dehydration and the intensity of your own orgasms. He’s never usually so forward and rough, intense and dazzling as he whispers his love in your ear.

You were supposed to be breaking up with him. Tell him you need space, something he doesn’t seem capable of giving. Instead you’re in his bed again, falling for his charm and skill in handling your body.

You’d do it tomorrow, as he easily flips you and drags your ass up as your cheek rests on the soft comforter.

“Always so precious when you cum for me…” he’s kissing down your thighs, licking up your release as driving you wild as he blows cool air on your pussy. “Don’t worry baby, I’ll fill this pretty pussy too.” He chuckles, acting reassuring as if you doubted he wouldn’t. “I’ll fill you up nice and good.” And you don’t see it.

You don’t see his face, darkening with something sadistic as he slicks his tip up with your juices and presses into you. His thick cock stretched your gummy tight walls, making your back arch further for him as he sinks so deep it nearly strings.

He relishes in your little squeal as he slams the rest of the way in, rolling him hips and driving the soft mushroom top right up against your cervix. His moan mixes with your whine, head falling back as he pulls out slowly before slamming back, a new pace being set of fucking you as deeply and hard as he can. Your lips open to complain, whine what you really want, faster and harder than this sensual pace, but his hand reaches around and his finger touches your clit. You shut up as he gathers your slick and smears it over your hardened nub, beginning to rub small circles around it to accompany his thrusts.

He only huffs a laugh at your behavior, how you relax and roll your hips back to meet him now as he works you towards another orgasm.

His chest meets your back, pressing you deeper into the mattress as his scent surrounds you, lips pressed to your ear as you clamp down tighter. Each little puff of warm air on the sensitive cartilage making him hold you tighter as you moan and wiggle for more friction.

“You like how I fuck you? How well we fit together? It’s like your pussy was made for me.” He groans, only riling you up further with the dirty talk as you feel another orgasm pulling at the knot inside you. His fingers keep the same pace as his hips, his tip rocking up inside you, so deep and pressing it’s like he’s trying to sear himself inside you. “You going to cum sweetheart? Milk my cock and fill your little womb?” The heat and pressure are becoming dizzying, your mind going a bit blank as you do cum, soaking his cock and balls as he speeds his pace up only now, drawing out your orgasm and causing it to intensify. His tip kissing your cervix over and over, fucking you nice and deep before he groans curses. “You’re gonna be such a good mama, fill you up nice and full, breed this fucking cunt make it all mine,” you’re cumming again, too overwhelming to focus on his concerning language as his balls draw up tight. He’s spilling into you as you spasm and tense around him, cock swelling up as his balls release the pent up load he’s withheld for nearly a month into your fertile womb.

You’d been such a good girl, taking the sugar pills diligently. You didn’t even notice you’d been off your birth control for over three months now, just after you moved out of his apartment under the excuse of needing “more personal space”.

He’s fucking you nice and full all night, filling you up over and over, growing increasingly unhinged as he imagines you swelling with the child you created together. Your family wouldn’t push him away once you figured it out. Your friends would take a seat in the back of your mind, the baby taking precedence. And there he’d be, happy and ready to provide and care for you.

“You ready for another load baby♡?” You nod in a daze as you cum for him again, exhausted and overstimulated as he groans and shoots another hot load inside you. Your lower body soaked in fluids from how much you’d both cum.

You’d be pregnant for sure by the time the sun rose.

Dividers/@cafekitsune

#Yan answers #tw: breeding #tw: Dubcon #yandere #yancore #baby trapping #yandere smut #baby trapping smut #male yandere x reader #male yandere x fem reader #general yandere #fem darling #dom! Yandere #sub! darling

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stupid-sloot-headcanons · 5 months

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It's too big! Too big! It won't fit! I'LL DIE! *starts sobbing*

Chubby, foreign and small Darling about to be nonconed by big dick of true form Sukuna.

Human concubines really are the same after all these centuries. He tsks and sprouts a second pair of arms to hold you in place. "I know how to use a human without breaking her," he said irritably. Honestly, these virgin noblewomen were sometimes more trouble then they were worth. Still, he knew by her full figure that someone this well-fed was a rich maiden that likely had no experience with a man, much less a demon. He knew what he was getting into.

He lowered one of his palms to your cunt and summoned a tongue to flick at their little pearl while he started to trace his cock around her entrance. "I've never had a foreign concubine before," he remarked. "But your body is just as easy to manipulate as a Japanese woman." He bent down and marked your skin with his teeth, sighing contentedly at the sweet drops of blood coating his tongue. "I think I'll train you to be a proper oiran once I finish claiming you tonight. Maybe the brat can learn what it means to be a proper man, too.

#fem darling #tw: noncon #.jjk #.sukuna #yandere jjk #yandere sukuna #plus size darling #rp ask game

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sunshine-for-serotonin · 1 year

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Eriks nsfw alphabet? Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease🙏

Only since you asked so nicely darlin’s

NSFW Alphabet: Erik Destler

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Usually you are the one doing aftercare for Erik. He’s really fragile and vulnerable and wants nothing more than for you to lay with him until you both fall asleep. As for what Erik prefers for aftercare if you really push taking care of him, he’s usually pretty thirsty afterwards, so water is a must! Besides that he probably just wants to bathe with you, plus kisses and cuddling until you absolutely have too get up.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I’ll be real with you, Erik absolutely despises his body. It takes a lot of effort on your part to even get him not too wear his mask and wig around you, but if he absolutely had to pick a part, he would say his neck and throat. Reason being, Erik knows you love all the sounds he makes, and most of his charm comes from his musical voice. (Also his neck is really sensitive, and he loves it when you to leave hickeys there!)

As for you, he honestly doesn’t have one because all of you is equally perfect in his eyes, and so the closest you’re going to get are the parts he hyper-fixates on the most. It’s a tie between your chest and your thighs, but if you’ve read my other stuff I think you saw that coming. Erik likes sucking on your breasts whenever you fuck him (and even when your just cuddling tbh) because of his mommy issues, and he can’t explain the thigh obsession, but Erik does know that he would gladly suffocate between them at any given time.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Eriks favorite place to cum is inside you, he’s just really possessive and the thought of you willingly letting him mark you so intimately brings him to tears even after it becomes a normal thing for you two. Eriks a complete and utter sucker for you cumming on his tongue though. It astonishes him that you want his face between your thighs, but Erik knows he couldn’t stop eating you out even if he tried. His cum is a slightly off pearl color and is very thick in consistency, also, he cums a HUGE amount, it’s honestly unreal.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

CLOTHING STEALER!!!!!! I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH!!!

Also- watches you constantly, even while you’re asleep. Erik has laid on the other side of your bed and fucked himself without your knowledge because he’s so desperate for you to touch him and give him affection, and the fact he could even slightly simulate what it would be like made him unbelievably happy.

If you manage to get your hands on any adult toys, you can bet Erik finds them and puts them in his mouth, moaning because he’s getting a taste of something that was inside of you or used sexually by you in some way.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Virgin. No experience whatsoever. That being said, Erik does have erotica books and has a grasp on anatomy, so he’s often fantasized about all the ways he could pleasure you and is a very quick learner based on your reactions!

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

The face off is his number one because that way he can be completely surrounded by you and can see your face, but if he has to pick another, Erik honestly is open to anything as long as he can see your face and you’re as close to him as possible.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Eriks serious. He’s bearing everything he’s insecure about for you and is giving you all the control in the bedroom, so he wants this to be a very romantic situation, but just because he’s serious doesn’t mean he isn’t expressive. In fact, he couldn’t hide his reactions from you if he tried.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

I headcannon that as an extension of his birth defects, Erik has very little body hair to begin with. However, the amount that he does have is either shaved entirely off or is cut very short.

As for his preference for you, Erik actually prefers it if you don’t shave just to please him. He likes the fact that you know he loves you so wholly, and that you know he knows he thinks you’re perfect just the way you are. If you want to shave for you though, he doesn’t really care.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Erik wants everything as romantic as possible, he’s pulling out all the stops. As for how he is in the moment, Erik can’t take his eyes off you. You’re his angel, he thought he would only ever be able to experience moments like this with you in his fantasies, but here you are, loving him, touching him, kissing him, ah- Erik’s crying again.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Before he met you, he actually didn’t masturbate, like, at all. All of his emotions and sexual frustrations were let out either in the form of music or murder. Ex. Angry? Murder and organ. Sad? Organ. Anxious? Organ. Horny? Organ and a glass of wine.

After meeting you, but before you were in a relationship, he masturbated at least once a day for several rounds at a time and always with well loved items he stole from you.

In a relationship with you, Erik’s masturbating every time he can’t actually have you fuck him, which depends on your sex drive, but if he had it his way Erik would let you ruin him everyday.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

MOMMY KINK- He’s so embarrassed about this, so it’s up to you to get Erik to fully express himself, but once he calls you mommy he can’t stop.

BREEDING KINK- Erik loves cumming inside you, and he has a small hope that maybe one day you’ll agree to bear his children.

PRAISE KINK- He’s so insecure, you praising him is enough to push him over the edge sometimes tbh. His favorite is when you call him a good boy! <3

idk if this counts but-ORAL FIXATION-Erik needs some part of you in his mouth at all times! His favorite is a tie between ‘nursing’ on your chest or eating you out, but a close second is to suck on your fingers.

He has a few more, but I’m running out of room to elaborate so I’m just going to list them

Marking kink(giving and receiving), scent kink, auralism, voice kink, edging(receiving), and overstimulation(receiving)

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Specifically your bedroom, it feels more intimate that you would let him into your living space, and Erik’s basically in heaven being surrounded by everything that’s you. If he’s kidnapped you at this point though, his bedroom.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

I kid you not, anything you do is a turn on for this man. But I suppose let’s go over a few specifics.

Making out with Erik will turn his brain to mush in the best way, making him needy for you and you can feel his prominent arousal against you.

PUT HIM IN YOUR LAP! Erik gets embarrassed that this is simple enough to get him aroused, and he always ends up burying his face in your neck.

On the flip side of that, straddle his lap. Watch him fall apart and fidget nervously before letting out gasps as you roll your hips against his.

Ear and neck kisses all the way, those parts of him are probably the most sensitive of Eriks entire body, besides his genitals of course. For an added affect, start leaving hickeys all over him, he loves it.

Out of pocket, but you singing erotic songs or anything that makes your voice husky/teasing has him on his knees and worshipping you.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Erik does not like degrading you or having you degrade him, he’s too insecure and he would rather perish than let anyone, including him and yourself, say anything negative about you.

Can’t handle bondage, it reminds him of his time in the freak show.

NO PAIN PLAY, the closest you’ll get is that Erik’s fond of you putting your hands on his throat, not choking him, but the featherlight pressure helps him stay grounded.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

It’s impossible to find someone who loves giving oral as much as Erik, he’s honestly obsessive about it. He’s not especially good at oral immediately, because virgin, but because of his knowledge in anatomy he knows where the clit is! And don’t worry, Erik pays attention to every little reaction you give no matter how blissed out he is, so he’s quick to make mental notes on what you do and don’t like. Can and will cum just from eating you out, in between your thighs may as well be Erik’s second home.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Erik likes a healthy mix of you being rough and you being gentle. This is because he loves the pleasure that comes with you being rougher, but he also loves the gentleness and care you treat him with. It’s the best of both worlds in his opinion.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Not a fan, he wants to spend all of his time with you and make intimacy last as long as possible.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

While Erik is willing to try new things with you, he is not one to take risks. He doesn’t want even the smallest chance of someone seeing you or you and him getting hurt.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Erik doesn’t have much restraint when it comes to keeping himself from orgasming, no matter how hard he tries. He’s just so sensitive, he can’t help it!!! But Erik can cum at least six times before needing to take a break, and even then he uses that break to eat you out more than likely.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Erik owns no toys, and after you start to have sessions with him, you probably won’t need any either. Even if you did keep some around, Erik has the toxic mindset that your toys mean he isn’t making you feel good, so he gets jealous.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

While Erik himself isn’t one to tease, he absolutely loves it when you tease him. The anticipation sets all his nerves alight, and when you finally give him what he’s craving he wants to absolutely worship you.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Erik’s ungodly loud, and there’s never a shortage of sounds, he honestly sounds straight up pornographic. Pretty little moans, whimpers, sobs, and whines? He’s got you covered. You better hope nobody occupies the rooms next to you, or you’re gonna get several noise complaints. (If he hasn’t kidnapped you that is)

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

You know Erik has a thing for your thighs, but did you know he also likes thigh riding? The minute you so much as hint that he can grind against your thighs, Erik’s crawling into your lap and moving his hips against you with wild abandon, his arms wrapped around you so tight you would think you were going to disappear.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Erik’s about seven inches long, maybe a little longer, with an average girth. He’s honestly not very veiny, but he has three prominent ones on his shaft, one on the underside that goes from his tip to his sac, and two nearly identical ones on the left and right sides of his shaft. His dick and testicles are the same pale shade of porcelain as the rest of him, but his tip is notably pinker.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

He’s down for you to fuck him senseless anytime of anyday. Erik honestly has the sex drive of someone much younger than he actually is, but he prefers to try and hold off until before you both sleep because he finds he feels more relaxed and comfortable in your arms. But if you want to fuck him multiple times a day, Erik’s in heaven.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Falls asleep almost immediately after exchanging more kisses, and Erik’s clinging to you tightly, even in sleep.

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@sloppyzengarden

#Yandere Erik Destler #erik destler #erik destler smut #erik destler x reader #Yandere Erik Destler x reader #Fem!darling #phantom of the opera #yandere male #fem darling

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kaydi2dope333 · 1 year

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Sadly, it won't happen with him. Not like this. I need to find a huge cock to suck and fuck. BWC please. I need to make some new content to enjoy and to feel good. My body craves your cum.

#so fuckable #help plz #sexy tease #hot as fuck #needy pussy #wet pu$$y #why me #eat my pussy #adult entertainment #ass tease #ass eater #fem darling

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goddessamberkellydom · 1 year

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New Dominant Mistress seeking for newbie Submissive HMU on Google chat if you're interested to explore more BDSM lifestyle... [email protected] 🥰🥰🥰

#femdoll #femdot #feminized husband #fem darling #newbuddylove #newbie #sissi slave #bd/sm slave #chasity #cuckcold

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funnyexel · 3 months

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loves you. hates them.

Rich!boyfriend who really isn’t your boyfriend but more of an arranged husband. He’s sweet and all but you think he’s a bit overbearing for someone you just met.

Rich!boyfriend who demands your free time, disregarding how tired you may be from working. Rich!boyfriend who hates how much you work and provide for your family, he realizes how soft and spineless you are when time comes for you to speak up for yourself.

Rich!boyfriend who’s intoxicated by the way you smile at him and the small touches you give him to express your gratitude for the excessive gifts. The way your eyes light up when you see him won’t ever get old to him. Rich!boyfriend who see’s the potential in you, even if your mother tells him otherwise.

Rich!boyfriend who is immediately consumed by disinterest whenever your mother and father want to speak with him. They have so much to say and critic about your life, yet, they rely on their young daughter to get them out of their financial burdens.

Rich!boyfriend who notices the behavioral change in your sister every time he comes around. The way she perks up when he enters the room, the difference in the way she dresses when she knows she’s going to see him versus when she doesn’t know. Rich!boyfriend who is disgusted by this and is even more repulsed when she tries to make a move on him. This pushes him to increase your time at his home and decrease the time you spend at your house.

Manipulative!boyfriend who acts confused when you find your phone hidden away in his dresser drawer. Manipulative!boyfriend who forces you stay at his home for an extensive amount of time, convincing you that you are terribly sick from working so hard.

Manipulative!boyfriend who gives you a special type of medicine in your food so you stay sluggish and compliant. Manipulative!boyfriend who persuades you that the little white bottle he hides away is nothing and that you’re imagining things.

Rich!boyfriend who assures you that you’ll feel better by the time the wedding rolls around.

Crazy!boyfriend who effectively got your family out your ear by smashing your phone to pieces and warning them that if they ever talked to you again, he’d do worse than cause a little car crash.

Did he forget to tell you that?

Rich!boyfriend who lies assures you that he’ll find the people who T-boned your parents car.

a/n: I think my requests inbox might be broken, directly message if it doesn't go through or don't. I don't know how it works.

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ghostie-luvs · 11 months

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Yandere Rent-a-boyfriend! <3

Part 2!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ who was excited about his first client when his boss told him he was chosen for this next one! He’d just recently joined the company and couldn’t be more than happy to show his client how a relationship should really be, had they been in one or not!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ who gets himself all ready, making himself look presentable, and worrying over every detail since he wanted to make a nice first impression but finally just decided to go along with it since he was told he’d be leaving soon. He didn’t want to keep his client or soon partner, waiting.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ who, when he entered the front office, waiting for his client, was bouncing his leg in anticipation and couldn’t help but already make plans in his head: where should you two go after this? Will you take him back to your house? Gods, the thought makes him giddy! Will you two be going out to eat, on a fancy date already? He’ll pay!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ who’s eyes snapped up once he heard the bell ring, indicating someone had just entered, smiling brightly as he realizes someone walked in, and standing up as the front lady gestured the person to him, and saw not you-but your friend standing there, supposedly waiting for him.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ who feels giddy and walks up to your friend, introducing himself and saying that he would be your ‘boyfriend’ for however long you needed. Your friend was rather surprised at how intimidating he looked, from the well built body and his rather cold face.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ who’s cheeks reddened when your friend told him that she wasn’t your supposed ‘partner’ but instead, his partner-you were waiting for him back at home. He apologizes and follows your friend, sliding into the passenger seat as your friend drives to your house. Your friend realizes now that maybe, he’s not as intimidating as he looks, seeing as he looked excited now and was even flustered.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ who feels the excitement build up inside him as he starts to ask questions about you but when your friend tells him that you were cheated on, and you needed some sort of comfort and more, he deflated and felt sympathy for you. No worries, he’ll be the best ‘boyfriend’ for you! He’ll get your mind off your last partner, because he’ll treat you like you should be treated.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ who finally arrives to your house, as your friend welcomes him in and when he walks in, he looks around the house and spots you, and sees you look at him and feels his heart sink as it seems you were a bit shocked and even a little scared.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ who feels his smile rise up to his face again-though rather nervously-, as your friend explains he just looks a little scary, but he’s actually a real sweetheart.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ who, as a few days pass, finds himself warming up to you, learning more about you and when you told him how you were cheated on, he felt so worried for you but instantly brightened up when he realized that he’d do everything he could to get your mind off your ex, and be the best ‘boyfriend’ for you!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ who finds himself becoming attached to you, always staying by your side as he helps cook all three meals so you two can just enjoy a nice meal together as partners.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ who pouts every time your attention isn’t on him as the longer you rent him as a boyfriend goes on. He drags you away from whatever else is occupying your attention, he even whines and tears up, and begs for you to pay attention to him. If anything, he’s just an intimidating golden retriever just basking in the love and affection he receives from you. And how could you refuse when he’s tearing up and you probably would love cuddling with him more anyway?

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ who finds himself horrified when he realizes he’s been doing too much of a good job when he overhears you and your friend talk about how much you feel like you’re so much better from what happened with your ex and you don’t possibly need him anymore. What? After all, that was why he was rented for, right? But no- no..no no no..that can’t happen. He loves you too much, you love him, don’t you?

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ who begins to overthink, and plans out ways to get you to keep him around. Maybe he should quit the company and just stay with you anyway? But would you allow him to? No matter, he’ll convince you. One way or another.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ who cuddles with you that night and smiles, burying his face into your shoulder, encoding the moment into his heart as he breathes softly, his fingers grasping at the fabric of your shirt as he begs for you to keep him, he’ll do anything. Let him stay, won’t you?

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ “please…please let me stay, I’m yours, aren’t I? It’s only right that you’re mine too. I’m not leaving you..you can’t make me..please don’t be mad..I just love you so much.”

A/n: he’s so cute :( I hope you all love him and credits to a darlin that requested him ! <3 Here you go, beautiful,, I had fun writing him and I only hope I did enough to satisfy you and all of you that read this ! As always, reblogs and constructive criticism is appreciated, point out any mistakes, please, thank you for reading !

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abyssruler · 3 months

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aether, like countless other knights and princes across the realm seeking glory, sets off on a journey to free the princess from the locked tower and slay the fearsome dragon guarding her.

meanwhile, neuvillette is tired of all these humans trespassing into his home and attempting to steal his wife.

#genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #neuvillette x reader #genshin neuvillette x reader #fem reader #yknow this was meant to be the summary to a one shot i’d been planning since last year #but as always only 5% of the things i write on my notes actually get written #if anyone wants to make a fic out of this be my guest darlings

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mamayan · 4 months

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Yandere! Dark Fae King x Darling! Changeling (Part 2)

Part 1 (Here)

cw: NSFW • Sub! Reader • Dom! Yandere • Dark/Yandere Themes • Gore/Death • Monster Fucking • Fae • Kidnapping/Imprisonment • Dubcon • Fem! Darling • Dumbification • Praise • Overstimulation • Pheromone Drugging/Aphrodisiac • Manipulation • Breeding

A/N: Upon multiple requests and asks, I’ve decided to expand and make a part 2 for Avarice and Darling’s story. Enjoy♥️

“Freak!”

“You should be ashamed to be alive! When your own sister died, how dare you appear here!”

“Jinx.”

“I hope you die worse than she. Poor soul…”

You snapped out of it when he finally left again. The nightmares of your past seemingly haunting you as the death of so many rested on your shoulders.

Your fault. It was always your fault, wasn’t it? That’s what you were after all. A jinx.

Ava… he haunted you more than anything. His eyes so dull as of late but you couldn’t find it in yourself to assure him of forgiveness you did not want to give. You’d said horrible things to him though, when he’d confessed to killing your entire village due to your pressuring. He killed your family, or at least, the only family you knew. He killed the women and children, the old and innocent. Ava had no discretion when it came to slaughtering humans.

“Of course I love you! You’re my little sister, why are you asking me such a silly question so late?” Your human sister had looked so befuddled when you’d questioned her love for you. It must’ve been a rebellious phase, for she raised you and your younger human siblings much like a mother should’ve. The mother which birthed your siblings and the child swapped for you had lost herself to alcohol and gambling, her husband and your father too loyal to leave her despite the pit she began to dig for the entire family.

Your fault.

“Come eat. This sickness of her’s seems to be affecting us all. Father shall return with a fresh kill, I’ll make a stew. You like deer stew right?” You hated it but nodded anyway, your sister’s cooking so awful it even made your father’s eyes water but… “I do. I love it… and I love you too.” You’d replied, and it was the warmest moment you remember in that small wooden house.

You’d picked your nail beds bloody, eyes numbly staring at the broken skin and wondering why it wasn’t telling you the right answer. What were you supposed to do? You couldn’t leave, even if you wanted to, and that was the problem. You didn’t want to leave Ava, because aside from your deceased sister, he was the closest living creature to your heart. He owned part of your soul now too, but you could feel him in you too. It wasn’t one sided, and while Ava certainly was full of cruelty, you knew him capable of care. He cared for you, his people and subjects, and his kingdom.

So why did he do it? Harm so many? Oddest of all, why did he abhor humans to much? He wouldn’t answer anything you asked, merely stating it was a necessity, that they needed to die, or be cleansed as he’d phrased it. You had loved a human dearly though, her memory still filling you with the familiar taste of warmth and overcooked venison. She was not a sister by blood but through life and trust.

Would Ava have killed her too?

You could only wonder endless dark halls of a castle you never saw an exit to. The windows revealing what appeared to be an entire kingdom below, built into a forest much like in tales of your childhood. This was a community, one which you now shared responsibility to help grow and flourish.

You didn’t feel like you were home though.

“Look at me.”

He’s impossible to ignore.

“I will force you if I must.”

You turn, giving the barest of glances upward, head forced to tilt completely back to meet his dark golden eyes. He, in all his immortal and frightening glory, looks tired. You admit it makes something within you ache to see it, but you aren’t ignorant to the fact that you look tired as well.

“You are not sorry at all… are you?” His lips press tight, eyes narrowing a fraction as he cocks his head, a few dark curls spilling like waves to follow the movement. He stalks closer like a predator, and even now, when you know he intends no physical harm to you, it raises your instincts to run. His towering form lowers to the floor where you’ve seated yourself, endless marble surrounding you in an empty ball room, the enormous glass window you’ve opened allowing fresh air in.

“Do you wish me to apologize for eliminating those vile creatures… or for upsetting you?” He cracks a rueful smile, teeth all sharp edges and eyes hardened by your distance. “If it is the latter little flower, then I sincerely am apologetic, I never wished to upset you.” You can tell he’s sincere, see it even, but something still nagged at you that wouldn’t leave.

“Ava…” his full attention is trained on you, “Why do you hate them? What did they do to you?”

His wings shift as he settles himself fully on the ground with you. An image unbefitting of a King yet also suiting him as he leans back on his palms and directs his gaze at the tall ceiling above.

You liked the sight of moonlight bathing him more than candle.

“I thought I loved a human once.”

You flinch, despite knowing it must’ve been so long ago, it stung nevertheless. He twitches, as if to move towards you before he stops himself and settles again, talons scraping along the floor as he continues.

“That human used my youth and ignorance against me and destroyed my entire existence for a time. I lost my position as a rightful heir and prince, lost my home and family, and lost my freedom. I stayed alone a very long time little Faery,” his gaze slides to you, glowing molten gold in rage as he remembers. “All alone, because I did the one thing no Faery is allowed to do, the most forbidden art which exists amongst our kind, all for one measly deceitful human.” His lips pull back in a grimace, even as you crawl a little closer.

He likes that your gaze is upon him again, filled with that familiar compassion and empathy he adores. He just loathes it is directed at him because of his disgusting past.

He watches as your tongue dips out to lick your lips, eyes filled with curiosity as you sit beside him, close enough to nearly touch yet not quite.

“What was it?”

“I granted them access to the Tree of Life. The tree which gave birth to all Faery kind.” His expression turns mocking, jaded as he seems to recall with perfect memory. “I had been ready to pluck the stars from the sky for that filthy ungrateful thing, and they dared to use me to gain eternal life by drinking from the tree’s fountain.”

He sees the look of astonishment and horror, clearly upset as realization dawns. It was said the Tree of Life would die if touched by human hands, destroying all of Faery kind should it occur. If it was true or not was unknown.

“…they touched it…?” You broke the dense silence first, curling your limbs around yourself as you feel the itch of your wings notify you of the awkward arch you’ve made with your spine.

Ava barks a dry laugh, dark amusement sparking in his eyes despite the serious story.

“Of course not little flower. My younger sister killed them before they could dare, becoming a hero for all Faery alike for protecting the race against a treacherous prince and a foul greedy human.”

He’s amuses himself with watching you through a small handheld mirror. Decorated in gold and jewels, the delicate ornate trinket has a spell cast to view his target at will.

You were asleep, tired from the seamstresses which had fussed so long over your dresses and you, face peaceful as you rest on the large expanse of his bed.

You sleep where he awoke this morning. Curled into the spot like you’re attempting to reclaim any warmth left over from his own slumber.

“You’re making quite a disgusting face, your majesty~” his eyes narrow as his mood sours in an instant.

“Leave witch.” He hisses, undisguised displeasure painting his sharp features as they scrunch in revolution.

“Make me faery,” a lithe feminine voice hisses back, his eyes finally lifting to acknowledge the vermillion haired woman which had appeared before him. “What has you making such a warm expression? I nearly lost my breakfast seeing it.” She glides more than walks, shamelessly spreading the floor length fur coat wrapped around her open, sitting on the arm chair of his throne.

“And your presence is going to make me gouge your eyes out and feed them to my hounds,” he flashes an equally unfriendly smile, the air becoming volatile towards the witch.

“Don’t act as if I wish to be here anymore than you wish it. You were the one who requested my potion.”

“Your potion not your presence.”

Dark eyes roll with a flutter, her red painted lip curling in disdain as she snaps her fingers, a small wooden box appearing in her palm.

“It cannot be delivered frivolously faery, or so you trust your servants so deeply?” He doesn’t answer.

She laughs, handing the box over with a smile as he pulls out a silver dagger and plunges it into his forearm.

Gold leaks from the wound, the witch quickly frowning and removing an empty vial to collect the liquid.

“Don’t be wasteful now, your blood is in high demand amongst my coven. It’s an incredibly binding agent.”

“Silence or I will bind your tongue for all eternity.”

“As if you could.” She cackles, vanished and gone before his talons could sink into her throat.

The box rests in his free hand. His distaste for the witches strong, but he admits they create the most potent and stable magical concoctions. They’re good in business too. He notes she didn’t allow a single drop of blood to go to waste before his wound sealed and closed.

“Drink for me, petal.”

You look lovely. Dressed lavishly in the finest silks and slowly becoming more confident in your true appearance. You no longer sit before the mirror and grimace, instead you play absently with your wings, more accepting as time continues.

He would rather just take you by force.

This method somewhat feeling beneath him, but in the end, he was already a wicked monster. What was this compared to his true nature?

You still curl or turn away when he touches you, less trusting of him now and though you should be, he finds it irritating. He wants to feel you melt against him again, blink your pretty eyes up at him and whisper his name with your kiss bitten lips.

You eye the delicate glass cup warily.

His clawed hand holding the pretty pink clear cup was nearly comical. He could tell by the quirk of your lip which you quickly tempered to avoid his detection. He caught it all though, still hoping he’s not forced to make you drink it. Though he doesn’t mind the act, pouring the drink in his mouth and laying his lips over your own to create a seal.

You take the cup gingerly with both hands, licking your lips as you bring it close to sniff.

“What is it…?” You look confused, nose scrunching up adorably, and he finds he wishes to kiss you there.

He’s forced to stay where he is though, aware you will wiggle and run if he touches you.

“Tea, made from milk, honey, and dried fruits.”

“It smells sweet…” you still eye him with mistrust, but you take a sip anyway, eyes lighting up as you take another. “It’s very good,” you’re not immune to bribery, “Thank you.”

For just a short moment, he feels his chest warm and a genuine smile grace his lips.

“You’re welcome, little flower. Thank you as well.”

“Huh?” You’ve finished the tea. “What for…?” His smile grows as you tilt your head in confusion.

“For being so foolish.”

You’re burning from the inside out. Tears and drool soaking your face and the bed as you cry out again.

“Why?” Digging your nails into the fabric, you find the texture appalling compared to usual, too rough and cold. “Ava…” you struggle to breathe, chest heaving as perspiration clings to you like a second skin. “It hurts…” you were fading into a blur of dizziness as your lower belly cramped again, more wetness coating your inner thighs.

“Shh…” he coos, ignoring your weak flinch as he slides his long tongue from your chin to your cheek, drinking your tears as his chest rumbles like a giant cat. “Do you need something sweet girl? Use your words.” He murmurs, groaning as he sees the amount of fluid you’ve leaked, your pussy swollen and glistening as you buck your hips and whine.

“Mean—!” He chuckles at your accusation, smiling shamelessly as he continues his chaste kisses against your skin.

“To you, petal? No, mean would be if I left you like this, no release for your poor little body.” He threatens, ignoring your silent pleas and body language for him to touch you more, keeping just enough distance to have you clawing at him to come back. “I’m nice though, I’m going to kindly fill your womb and make it all better.” It’s like a demon whispering in your ear as you writhe beneath him. His large frame cages you though, presses down on you as your bare chests connect and you can feel the thundering in his rib cage through your own. “Are you going to be good and let me breed you, little feary?”

You can’t think. Not when the promise of something hot and big going inside you, stretching you out like your body is begging for now. You nod, mind already gone as your clouded eyes connect with his own. You look high, pupils blown as he brings two fingers to his lips, opening his mouth and breaking off two of his sharp claws to blunt them.

“Spread your legs.” You obey, pliant body opening at his commands as he uses his fingers to dig into your slick gooey hole. He delights in your moans and reactions, hips moving for more friction as he fucks your tight entrance loose enough to take his cock inside you. “That’s it, petal, you don’t need to think anymore. Let go for me,” he murmurs, kissing you gently, tongue melting into your mouth while he digs his fingers up and rubs until you’re coming around his digits.

He pulls them out slowly, eyes drifting down to catch the sticky wet mess you’ve made and the jump of his cock in response. He laughs, deeply to his core as he brings them to his lips and lets you watch him clean them, blissed out expression marred with tears from pleasure and pain.

“You’re mine. For eternity, you will be always be mine.” His eyes are wild, something frightening entering them as he laughs, face so pleased and enamored you feel the urgent sense to crawl away from him, to run. “There is no escaping me. No where you can go that I won’t find you.” You feel too weak and sluggish to move, to even fight back, as his dark hand wraps around your neck, magic and gold swimming beneath his flesh. He feels warm, hotter than even you and your feverish mind. “I am no longer a patient a male, no longer content to wait and watch for results. You deny me, your mate, for humans which wanted to sacrifice you to a false deity, planned to rape and defile you,” he’s squeezing tighter, not cutting off air but blood flow instead as your mind becomes fluffy and unfocused. He speaks directly into your ear, the pointed tip curling down as he settles himself between your thighs. “They wanted to burn you, did you know? They called you a jinx, hated you, only wished you harm and destruction in the most vile and painful ways… and yet you still choose them?” He looks mad, smile filled with malicious intent and eyes glittering like jewels.

You speak with what little focus you have left…

“My sister…loved me.”

His smile falls, eyes narrowing in displeasure.

“Always…she loved me.”

He shakes his head, disapproval clear. “You think she loved you. Humans aren’t capable of love, my sweet flower.”

“You’re wrong…” he halts, watching as you weakly claw at his hold on your neck. “She loved me..! I know she did! You’re wrong! Take it back!” You cough as he releases your throat completely, eyes wide as you look at him with burning resentment even so deep under the influence of an aphrodisiac.

“I love you, but you,” you look filled with hurt, “you don’t love me.”

He’s shocked into silence as you seethe beneath him, face firm and eyes resolute as you declare his feelings for you.

He snarls, snapping his teeth at you, rage filling him as his wings spread out and magic and malice fill the air.

“I am not afraid to punish you, petal. I will not tolerate disrespect—,”

“Neither will I!” Even in tears, shaking as you are, he shifts back, the overwhelming force of your emotions startling him. “You treat me as if I am not worthy of respect, as if I’m not worthy to be listened to. You aren’t—,” you heave for air, struggling to draw in enough oxygen as you whirl on him, “—asking me. For anything. You just take…”

He’s silent, body frozen and tense as he watches you.

“Was it all a lie… when you said you’d be my friend? I thought faery couldn’t lie,” you’re in tears once more, sorrow endlessly streaming down your cheeks.

“No, don’t cry like that,” he feels oddly sick seeing you so upset like this. His frame once more curling around you, but to simply wrap you in the blanket and bring you to his chest. “We are friends, mates, I do not lie.” He whispers, cradling your body to his chest, trying to urge you to look at him.

“Friends don’t sneak away and do things that they know I wouldn’t like,” you calm after a while, swollen tear streaked face turned into his chest while he pets your hair.

He knows it must be painful, still under the effects of the drug he’d given you. His touch helping ease some of the heat.

“Okay. Okay, I was wrong, I…,” his teeth bare as he forces it past his lips, “I apologize…for not respecting your wishes…,” it makes him want to tear one of his hearts out and crush it. His hatred for humans no less despite his apology.

You look hopeful though, eyes returning some of the light he adores within you.

He’ll apologize everyday if he’s allowed to see that.

“Oh gods…!”

He’s trying to kill you. He must be.

You can’t struggle away though, no escape in sight, and true to his word Ava has filled your womb over and over again. You’re delirious on the pleasure, the second his heavy cock had entered you the earlier burning pain subsided into mind numbing euphoria. Each powerful snap of his hips has your body jolting upward, one large palm wrapped around your neck keeping you anchored. You could feel every vein and inch searing into you, eyes going in and out of focus on him face as he heaves for air and fucks you into another orgasm.

“Please, more, I need more—!” You’re reduced to a tearful mess, wantonly begging for his seed as he grimaces and fills you up again, balls drawing up tight as your cunt ripples around his length.

His face is ruined, eyes more red than gold as his pupils remain blown out, thick lashes holding a small cluster of tears as he licks his lips and continues his ravenous pace inside you. His hair clings to his face and horns, black curls damp with sweat and your cum, taking on a nearly purple hue. He wears a delirious expression like you, drugged out into oblivion as you both pant and moan as the heat devours you.

He’d felt badly for drugging you, especially as you writhed and cried in pain. His solution had not been to find the witch he’d bought the elixir from though.

He’d simply drank the remaining fluid while smiling mischievously.

“Let’s just fall into complete depravity petal,” he’d said, before your world went in and out of darkness. Only the scent of sugar and spices dominated your brain, and the feeling of fullness and completion each time he spilled his load within you.

“Are you ready for another sweet faery?” He knew you couldn’t answer, knew that words were too far away for your cotton filled mind to conjure. He asks anyway, drawing your hips off the bed, leaving your upper body limp on the soaked silks while he bounces you on and off his cock. “I’ve always known it is hard for Fae to conceive.” He speaks with a slur, as if it is liquor intoxicating him and not a lustful spell. He laughs as you cum around him, moan so breathy it appears like a silent scream as your back arches higher. “I have a good feeling it will not apply to us.” He nods, slamming down to the hilt as he collapses on you while he comes too, nose buried in your collar bone as he humps out his remaining seed and presses deep to ensure it stays.

“I think your little cunt likes being bred, gripping me so tightly so I can’t leave it,” he huffs, breathing labored as he sees you’ve lost consciousness again.

“Looks who’s mean now…” he murmurs tiredly, but his smile is fresh as he licks up your sweat and tears, cock already hardening again as blood swims in his ears like a river.

“I can’t anymore—!” It’s a squeal and a whine mixed, as Ava grunts against your throat.

“Can’t what, petal?” He asks rhetorically, humming as he slowly rolls your hardened nipple between two clawed fingers. His free hand between your legs, messily rubbing your clit as he works his cock inside you. His thrusts are no longer as violent or heavy as they were two days prior when he’d taken the drug, but his body still howled to press you flat and fill you up. To mark his mate up for all to see.

You look divine to him, too weary to even bite him anymore, nails broken from scratching at his back and arms when he’d blacked out and taken you too roughly. Even still, you looked beautiful, skin less sweat soaked and more simply damp, his care to ensure you drank water paying off in between rounds of riding him.

“I think your cunt has finally relaxed,” he teases, enjoying the sloppy squelching which echoes as he drives into you, your pussy indeed finally accepting it’s fate to be subjected to his cock for eternity. “Your womb has dropped too,” his hand stops torturing your clit to press on your lower belly, purring as you weakly complain.

“Let me rest…”

“No. I took the drug later than you, so it’s still in effect for me.” He chuckles, merrily still using your exhausted body. “Just a little more sweet girl, be good for me,” he moans, head falling back as his eyes close in bliss, cock twitching once again to fill you up.

“I truly am…with child?” His eyes are as wide as your own, cradling you close away from the vermillion haired woman who sneers at Ava.

Rolling her eyes, she nods, fingers pressed to her temples as if her mind is aching.

“Yes. You are with child, as I’ve confirmed four times already. Congratulations little Queen, you managed to love the unlovable.”

“Watch your tone and words witch,”

“My race is not an insult you foul monster—!”

They halt as you giggle, features radiant as you smile and hold your hands over your belly.

“A baby!” Ava is stricken at your delight, throat closing as something sweet tickles him inside. Your floral scent warmer these days, his keen hearing picking up on the second beating of a heart quickly.

“Yes,” he nods, like a love sick dog he grins and answers each time your repeat it in amazement.

The witch truly feels revolted to her core, but wordlessly leaves a book for new faery parents. Leaving without thanks as the happy family gushes over the good news.

As if the disgusting King didn’t know how powerful an aphrodisiac and fertility drug he used on his mate was.

She shrugs, teleporting away to her coven to return to work, minutely pitying the poor faery captured by the dark Fae.

They’re the only fae that can lie after all.

Dividers/@cafekistune

#Fae #Dark Fae King #Yandere Fae #Yandere Fae x Fem! Darling #yandere x darling #male yandere x fem darling #Dark fae king x changeling reader #part 2 #faecore #yancore #monster smut #faery smut #fae smut #yandere smut

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queenie-the-court-jester · 1 month

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Love isn't dead

Yandere cupid x reader

Tw: yandere, minor mention of body horror, obsessive and possessive behavior, isolation

💌you couldn't remember when he first appeared or when you could feel another presence near you. All you knew was that you had a cupid trying to set you up.

💘always nonchalant when you'd open a closet door and he'd be hiding inside. Pausing to stare before continuing to put the towels away. He swore you could see right through him and at him at the same time. But that shouldn't be possible. Because humans can't see cupids. They're not supposed to

💌but that obviously wasn't the case with you. Sweetheart quickly became more bold. Watching you quietly and forgetting his task of finding your soulmate. It got to a point where you blatantly confronted him after you finished bathing, noticing a pair of pink heart eyes staring at you from the top of the shower curtain half way

"are you going to keep staring at me like a creep or are you going to actually introduce yourself?"

"gah-!! Ah.. uh right! Ofcourse! I-im sweetheart! Pleasure to meet you!"

💘after Introducing yourself, you set some ground rules. 1. Don't watch you while you shower, use the bathroom, or sleep 2. Don't Invade your space 3. He can't stalk you while you're out and about

💌at first he followed these rules, nodding obediently and following them diligently. But then he noticed something.. when did you become so beautiful? He swore you were more beautiful than his mother.. so kind and patient, he almost didn't want to finish his job, just stay here with you forever. Offering him food, caring for him, giving him hugs and cheek kisses. He wanted more.

💘he broke your rules, but he never let you find out. He'd never want to upset you! Having gotten better in hiding, he silently watches from the shadows. taking things he's sure you won't notice. All he talks and asks about now is what you like, what you're thinking of or if you got your eye on anyone. Claiming it's because he's curious about humans

💌 growing possessive, he uses one of his hate arrows whenever a suitor tries to approach you. How dare they try and take what was his! Can't they see you're too perfect for them!? He saw everything else as inferior to you, nobody was worthy to see your smile. A god/dess among rubbish.

💘he started using his arrows to distance your loved ones, until he was all that you had left. Comforting you, holding you close, wiping away your tears. He felt a foreign burning feeling in-between his legs whenever he saw you cry. Wanting nothing more than to lick them up but he knew you would consider it weird

💌he didn't dare use a love arrow on you, he wanted to see you. The real you at all times. Ignoring the angry calls his mother and siblings would send him, urging him to finish his job and come back home. So he did something he never would have thought of doing. Something irreversible. He cut off his wings, turning him mortal

💘he smiled up at you with a lovesick grin, while you could only stare at him in horror. You had just gotten back from a miserable day at work and stumbled into the bathroom to find it bloody and covered in familiar pink feathers. Slowly walking backwards, glancing at the small bones of where his wings use to be, sticking out. Bloody and mangled.

"this is all for you.. don't you see? I'M your soulmate! We were made for eachother my darling! So let's be together forever.."

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stupid-sloot-headcanons · 26 days

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Imagine if there's a "claiming" ceremony for demons that want to join their partners, similar to a wedding in Devildom terms but obviously no mention of holy matrimony. And since they're demons, the ritual allows for multiple demons to claim the same partner and publicly "claim" her

Traditionally in cases like this, the most powerful suitor goes first while others follow in whatever order they like and in whatever combinations they want. So for MC, who's loved by the 7 brothers, the ruler of the Devildom, AND his attendant, it's..quite an event.

Solomon manages to exploit a loophole to attend with Simeon, stating that it doesn't explicitly forbid non-demons from attending or participating: the claiming is between beings "imbued with magic in a contract of body and soul", and as he and Simeon are both imbued with magic...they can claim MC as well.

The only ones allowed to watch are the others involved in claiming the same partner, and as sinful as Simeon finds this, he loves MC and wants to have a part of his soul tied to her/her soul tied to his.

Needless to say, it's rare to have this many partners claiming the same person, so the ceremony takes longer than usual and requires a lot of preparation for poor Darling.

Diavolo enjoys a lot of privileges as the prince of the Devildom, but being the first to claim Darling is definitely his favorite. He's glad he doesn't have to hide his hard-on when Darling takes the chalice of succubus magic-infused Demonus and sees her start to rub her thighs together and cling to him. Barbatos, as his loyal attendant, is more than happy to help undress Darling and warm them up with his hands and tongue.

Some of the brothers are clamoring for their turn already and grumbling about it isn't fair that Diavolo gets to go first, but Lucifer quickly shushes them. It's an honor to share this bond with Diavolo and MC, and so is watching them. And he reminds them that Diavolo is the first to ENTER Darling; once that happens, the others are free to join in.

Once Darling's slick is coating Diavolo and Barbatos's fingers and tongue, the prince of the Devildom eagerly spreads her legs apart and sees the rest of the suitors watching with anticipation: ones like Asmo, Beel, and Belphie are shamelessly touching themselves and fucking their hands, Satan, Lucifer, Solomon, and Simeon are more subtly rubbing their cocks and preparing to disrobe, and Levi and Mammon are flustered and struggling to fight the urge to run up and fuck Darling without permission. When Diavolo finally eases himself inside of Darling, all hell breaks loose.

Asmo's happy to watch and touch himself while the others go at it, and the first ones to join Diavolo are Lucifer, Satan, and Barbatos (who took advantage of being the closest in proximity to Diavolo and Darling, the cheeky bastard). The rest are rutting against every bit of Darling's soft skin, leaving precum all over her thighs, stomach, arms, even her hair if it's long enough. Asmo advises Darling as he strokes himself in how to take everyone without too much trouble: "Theeere you go, ____-chan. See? One of us in each hand, Diavolo in your gorgeous lil' pussy, and another person enjoying your mouth. Now remember, if we all want to be inside her we'll probably need to use more Demonus to get her stamina back up and keep it from hurting...poor thing, she's in for a long night~"

And he's right. The entire royal hall soon smells of sweat, sex, and Demonus, and thanks to the magic fueling them all it lasts for hours with all of them (Darling included) begging for more. When the ceremony ends, all of them collapse and Darling is filled to the brim and covered with the markings and "essence" of the beings who've claimed her as theirs.

#thots #.myshit #.obey me #yandere obey me #yandere poly #poly yandere #fem darling #tw: aphrodisiacs

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sunshine-for-serotonin · 1 year

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ERIK DESTLER MOMMY KINK?! PLS PLS PLS PLS I HAVE NEVER WAMTED TO VIEW SOMETHING WITH MY EYES SO BADLY IN MY ENTIRE LIFE🙏🙏🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️ the way you write him is genuinely so mf good like every time i see your writing it feels like looking into the eyes of some eldrich god in the best way, I feel like a Victorian child eating a pizza lunchable that's how soul ascending your fics are

You, I like you. I have decided you are my favorite anon! I hope you enjoy!! (I refer to Erik’s birth mother by the name madeline!) I’m doing headcannons for this one, but you can be sure a full one shot will follow!!!

How he Found Out

Erik more than likely discovered this kink when he was masturbating to the thought of you. He was moaning loudly, furiously stroking himself and desperately clutching your well loved nightgown close to him, when all of a sudden cries of ‘maman!’ began to bubble past his lips.

Erik more than likely doesn’t even realize what he’s saying, too focused on the image of you on top of him in his mind and his swiftly approaching orgasm.

Goes for about four rounds before calming down enough for the realization to kick in.

Once Erik realizes what he said, he feels an immense amount of shame. At the same time, however, he acknowledges that calling you mommy increases his pleasure and feels healing or comforting in some way. In fact, the mere thought makes him hard enough for a fifth round.

Makes a vow to himself that he will never let you know, and to only call you mommy when he’s by himself. Even so, Erik can’t help but slightly wish you would find out so he didn’t have to hide it anymore.

Fantasizes about you praising him constantly. And when you do actually praise him, even something as simple as praising him for his music or drinking water, makes him rock hard in five seconds flat. So yeah, your words hold an even bigger substantial weight now.

“Maman! Maman please, I’ve been a good boy, I’m your good boy! Maman, please!!”

How you found out

You began to notice that whenever you fucked Erik recently, he has a habit of trying to cover his mouth. Of course, loving the noises Erik makes and being concerned he was shying away from you, you decided to take matters into your own hands.

The next time he’s writhing in pleasure beneath you, you edge him mercilessly just to get Erik all the more desperate. And then, you overstimulate him until he’s nothing but a babbling, sobbing mess, while you start to mix in high amounts of praise as he grabs at you and begs for kisses.

Around his third orgasm straight, Erik’s hand makes it’s way to cover his misshapen lips as his eyes roll back and he spasms beneath you.

Erik can’t help the pathetically aroused whine that leaves his mouth as your hands come up just to pin both of his down by the sides of his head.

“Not this time, baby. I want to hear all those pretty little sounds you make~”

Sobs wrack his body as you go back to edging him. Eriks absolutely desperate for his orgasm but at the same time he’s so overstimulated he can barely think! And then before he can stop himself, Erik loses his mental grip on his mouth.

“Maman! Maman! Maman! Ma-Maman, let me cum please! I need it!! Pleasepleasepleeeaase!”

Shock and horror is painted on Erik’s face as you stop rocking on him to properly process his words. While you may not be natively French, you did know enough of what Erik taught you so far to pick out a few words, however this was not one of them.

“Wanna repeat that, sugar?”

Gazing up at you, Erik’s face burned with heat as his lips trembled.

Seeing as though Erik was having a hard time speaking, you leaned down and began to press kisses on his neck and mouth, whispering:

“It’s okay, baby. I won’t be upset, but why don’t you tell me what you said, darling?”

Skeletal hands gripped you to prevent you from moving away as Erik braced himself for his next words.

“I-I said maman…it-it means….it means mommy.”

Erik watched, with a measure of surprise, as you smirked before pecking his lips. A low whisper of the words ‘good boy’ washed all of Erik’s worries away, as he looked up at you with hopeful eyes.

“Is this why you’ve been covering your moans lately, baby?”

Nodding his head and avoiding your gaze once more, Erik let a moan leave his lips and allowed his eyes to shoot back to you as you started bouncing on him once again.

“Let mommy take care of you, darling~ okay?”

Unable to stop calling you mommy whenever you fuck him now. Like, it’s physically impossible.

side effects(???)

As you let Erik explore this kink, you will find he has some new habits, or habits that may have been small before but are absolutely magnified now! Let’s go through them, shall we?

Say it with me, now! Oral fixation!

That’s right, Erik feels the need to have some part of you in his mouth at almost all times! Whether that be your fingers, breasts, eating you out, or even sucking on your neck and thighs! You name it, he’s probably going to beg to put that part of you in his mouth.

Erik doesn’t really understand why this is, but luckily for you guys, I’m a psychology major so I can explain. (Warning, we’re taking a brief break from the sexy.)

Anyways, according to Freud when babies are first born up until about 18 months they get most of their pleasure through the mouth, i.e. thumbsucking, teething, and, you guessed it, breast feeding. If the baby does not receive or perform these things, it develops into oral fixation as they age.

I’m willing to bet that Madeline did not breastfeed Erik as much as she should have, or even at all as she could have just used a bottle from the start, and so sucking on your skin produces a calming or pleasurable effect on Erik.

(Back to the sexy)

That being said, Erik begins to hyper-fixate on your chest.

Now, this doesn’t mean that this is his favorite body part of yours, (because let’s be real, he doesn’t have one, he worships all of you equally.) but sucking on your breasts feels the most nurturing and comforting to Erik.

Also, just because he mouths at your breasts during sex, doesn’t mean he won’t do it when he’s not aroused either.

Often times Erik will find you when your laying down and sheepishly ask you if he can put his mouth on your chest while he cuddles with you. He’ll look up at you with half lidded eyes as he sleepily ‘nurses’ on your chest, and Erik has actually fallen asleep like this numerous times.

Isn’t aware that too much nursing can actually irritate your nipples, but once he finds out he does his best to get you whatever salves you need to make sure you aren’t in pain or uncomfortable.

While you’re wearing the salve and he can’t suck on your breasts, Erik sets you in his lap so he can bury his face in your neck and suck there instead.

Another thing that Erik starts to crave is for you to lay his head in your lap while your fingers gently brush against his scalp, gently whispering or singing lullabies to him while he relaxes into your touch. When he’s like this he looks up at you with such reverence it’s almost unreal, marveling at the way you take care of him.

Therefore, when you’re fucking him, it’s important to Erik that you pet his head and cup his face. He lets out the prettiest little sounds as he leans into your touch and tears gleam in his eyes while you make him see stars.

No matter how much you think Erik’s desperate for praise, he’s even more desperate. He begins to express it especially as soon as you find out about his mommy kink.

Praise Erik for being so good for you as he sucks on your breasts and you bring him to climax inside of you, he’ll go feral. Offhandedly tell him he’s doing a good job and he’s on his knees in seconds begging to pleasure you. Tell Erik how handsome and perfect he is, even if you’re just kissing him? Orgasming immediately.

Pet names!!!! He needs them!!!!

Erik loves it when you call him a good boy, but a close second and third is babydoll and sugar. He melts whenever you use pet names, they make him feel so loved. (Use the word ‘my’ I front of any of those words and watch him implode.)

Thats about all for now! I hope you enjoyed, my lovelies!

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