#honestly he'd be perfect for a demon :)

[kimetsu-no-yaiba-writings]

Hi! If youre still doing requests, i have kind of an odd ask , but maybe some of the upper moons' reactions to meeting Muzan's wife (reader). I also really like whipped!Muzan so maybe the other demons' reactions to seeing the demon king doting on his wife. Thank you very much :)

Hi Anon! (^○^.) I actually love this request, so thank you for sliding it into my askbox ♥

Honestly I love a powerful man - especially a powerful villain - who's just absolutely in love with their wife (♥ω♥.) and would do anything for them, it just brings me joy.

Anyway! I'm rambling abit, but here is your request! I hope I've done it justice (^ω^.) Please enjoy!

Come again to request whenever you want cause I'm always open.

Muzan Kibutsuji being whipped for his wife + Upper Moons Reactions - Headcannons:

You know those types of men that are just unmovable pillars of stone - who look like they were carved from the finest marble by the hands of angels - who are always impeccably dressed with a voice of icy poison and just command your attention?

Who turn to the softest love-struck mush when with their wife

yeah, that's Muzan Kibutsuji with his wife (aka. you)

The finest meals, clothes and jewelry are yours with a click of his fingers - all done to make you happy, to see you smile

Anything that you mention briefly - doesn't matter if it''s a book or a holiday - its yours by the end of the day

Just one smile and a fluttering of your eyelashes has muzan on his knees - a singular pout of your lips has his mind running wild

You just have to breathe and Muzan's heart squeezes, breath stuttering in his chest as he looks at you in adoration

You could ask for the world and he'd give it too you on a platter

Muzan worships you

Each touch from you is a blessing to his skin

Each kiss sealed into him

Each word of love that falls from your lips make him drunk to hear, each sentence thick with a love that leaves hearts in his eyes and his heart thumping wildly

He wants to wear you like a brand - each mark you leave on him (bite marks and all) are worn with pride - and you (and only you) get to touch and mark his skin in such sensual ways

Under his wedding ring, his finger holds your bite mark, something that he begs you to do each day - with love-struck tears pricking his eyes - and it always makes him feel like he's properly yours

"My Love," He purrs with a voice a think velvet "My wonderful wife, my moon and stars, I love you for ever and always" and he kisses you so softly

Sometimes you have to stop this man from wearing matching clothes with you - "But Beloved,"he whimpers with a face liked a kicked puppy "I want us to match" - because he will absolutely wear a matching couples outfit

Other days he just likes sharing the same colour palette

When you worship him by placing soft kisses to his skin - his wrists, knuckles and faces - Muzan feels like he's on cloud nine

Upper Moons Reactions:

When the upper moons first met you, it was by accident - pure accident -they'd been summoned and it just so happened that it was when muzan was just in the midst of kissing you and bathing you with compliments

Kokushibou doesn't even blink and just stands in position like a trained guard, this sight has been something he's accidentally stumbled upon a couple of times before and honestly it makes him miss his wife

Because this isn't the first time he's met you but rather the fifth, the first actually time he met you, you were incredibly respectful of him and actually treat him nicely - you became tea drinking buddies - so he quickly came to like you

Douma/Doma genuinely shrieks - like an honest to god scream - before quickly going to make fun (not a good idea) about how loving Muzan is and, "Why don't you treat us this way Muzan-sama~ You're breaking my heart~"

Akaza looks away from such an intimate scene with respect since it felt wrong to look upon his lord loving his wife - although his heart does ache for some reason when looking at such a perfect loving scene

Hantengu starts sobbing while apologizing anxiously - actually very jealous at how loving the scene is, he wants a wife and to dote on someone

Gyokko simply proclaims it as artful and simply leaves it as such

Daki Blushes a deep crimson - it makes her want a husband to dote on her so much

While Gyutaro simply sighs before looking away - much like kokushibou and akaza in respect - with jealous crawling up his ribs at such love, he wants somebody to dote on and love him so romantically

#kny #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #kny x reader #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #demon slayer x reader #kny muzan x reader #kny muzan kibutsuji x reader #muzan x reader #muzan kibutsuji x reader #demon slayer muzan x reader #demon slayer muzan kibutsuji x reader #kimetsu no yaiba muzan x reader #kimetsu no yaiba muzan kibutsuji x reader #x reader #anime x reader #kny muzan kibutsuji #kny muzan #muzan kibutsuji #muzan x wife reader #muzan kibutsuji x wife reader #kny upper moons

[pinkie-pop]

"Reincarnated As The Cringefail Lord of Hell's Second Child."

Part I Part II

Sequel to this.

Featuring: Gender-Neutral Reader, Morningstar!Reader, Platonic Hazbin Hotel x Reader, Yandere Hazbin Hotel

Word Count: 3.2k

Includes: No applicable warnings for this installment

Synopsis: A straightforward isekai story, you're reborn as the devil's child. With knowledge of your past life and the show your new world is based on, it's clear that you must be destined for greatness. The only question remains: why does everyone around you seem to be acting so...strange?

•~•~•~•~•~•

You remember Lilith as a caring mother.

For the short period of time that she was in your life, you never once felt unloved. Even when you were suspicious of her, even when you tried to turn away from her, she always gazed at you with utmost adoration. Then, six months later, she stopped gazing at you at all. Six months later, she disappeared entirely.

Lucifer handled her sudden departure about as well as one could have. You didn't see him that much during the six months in which your mother was present, but you could tell they were in a rough patch. They never fought, never hit or insulted, but they were awkward in a way that was hard to describe. It showed in the way Lucifer gazed at her, in the way Lilith would break eye contact, in the way she never handed you over to him without his explicit asking. You suppose that must be why Lucifer has hardly changed even after his wife left without warning—to him, she had already left a long, long time ago.

•~•~•~•~•~•

Being a single father to two children isn't easy, even if one of them is already grown up. A child is never fully grown in the eyes of their parents, no matter how many centuries pass them by. 

You were always a little too mature for your age. It made it hard to be a dad, Lucifer thought. After all, how could he raise someone who acted as if they had already led a full life some many years ago? 

Before Lucifer could blink, seven years had already passed him by, and yet his youngest had not seemed to age a day. It was as if you had stopped growing a long time ago. It was as if you were born an adult. Your physical body was the only indicator of your progress. It scared him, honestly. Before you could even walk, you were crawling to the library and reading grimoires as old as the demon who owned them. Lucifer wishes he could dismiss it as a child simply playing with a toy, but something deep in his gut told him that you understood every word. This theory proved true when you started practicing magic mere months later. Your progress was astounding, unlike anything he'd ever seen. 

You…weren't normal. But every so often, you'd look up at him with your big, round eyes and smile, and you'd feel like a kid again. Lucifer would become aware of how rounded your cheeks and small your body was, and suddenly, the unease would vanish. That's right. No matter what, you were still only seven. The same seven-year-old who brought their teddy bear everywhere they went, who'd play with Razzle and Dazzle, just barely starting to be taller than said sheep. 

Despite everything, you were still his child. 

Lucifer’s phone buzzes, momentarily taking him out of his musings. 

It's Charlie.

Wait…Charlie?! Charlie never calls him! Oh no, what should he say? It has to be perfect, it has to be—

“Hey, bitch,” he says. Perfect.

“Hey, Dad,” Charlie says awkwardly, the sound of her pacing echoing through the speakers. She seems nervous, it makes Lucifer's heart ache. He wants so badly to reach out through the phone and comfort her, but he can't even muster up the courage to ask what's wrong. He kicks a duck across his workshop, the sound of it's squeaking echoing across the room. “So, I had a favor to ask you...” The sound of pacing stops, and Lucifer waits with bated breath.

“Sure, anything,” he says. “Anything you want.” Charlie explains the situation to him. She runs a hotel now, apparently. Why didn't she tell him sooner? The thought of her not trusting him with it ate at his pride, but he set his feelings aside and resolved to just listen. Charlie invites him to check out her hotel, and it dawns on him that this is the first time she's ever invited him over. The weight of her invitation is not lost on him. Eagerly, he responds, “I'll be there in an hour!” then hangs up.

•~•~•~•~•~•~•

Despite your maturity, you're still too young to be left home alone (in Lucifer's eyes, at least), so Lucifer takes you with him to the hotel. He's sure Charlie will be thrilled to see you again—the two of you have always been fond of each other. 

The hotel looks pretty much as it did in the show, with the only difference now being the large banner hanging from the stairway reading “Welcome, Dad!”. Charlie is there to greet the two of you at the door, and you can see the rest of the cast hanging around in the distance.

“[Name]!” Charlie says, running to pick you up and hug you as Lucifer stands awkwardly to the side. “I didn’t know you were coming, or I would have added your name to the sign!” When Charlie is done nuzzling your face, she and Lucifer share an awkward hug of their own. “I’m so glad you guys could make it. Let me show you around!” Charlie holds your hand and guides the two of you to the bar first, where Husk is there downing another bottle of cheap booze.

“Who’s the pipsqueak?” He says between gulps. “I don’t like kids.”

“Look at their face, hot stuff,” Angel replies, leaning over the counter with a lazy grin. “Think you just insulted royalty.” 

“Hello!” you say, craning your neck up to see them. “I’m [Name]! It’s nice to meet you!”

“Aw, look at that smile,” Angel coos, picking you up by the armpits. “Musta inherited that from ‘er Mom.” 

“What makes you say that?” You tilt your head. As far as you know, you inherited most of your traits from your father.

“Look at ‘im,” Angel says, nodding towards Lucifer, who’s wearing the nastiest frown you’ve ever seen. 

“Oh,” you chuckle. “Dad, are you okay over there?”

“I’d be fine if that filth were to put you down, sweetie,” he says.

“Hey! I am not ‘filth’! People pay big money just to be in the same room as me, you know!” Lucifer walks over and snatches you from his grip. The two of them exchange insults back and forth. Seeing as this might take a while, you climb down from your Dad’s arms and start looking around. 

“Why, hello there, little one,” Alastor says, materializing beside you. He reaches a hand out to shake, then excitedly swings your arm up and down when you give it. “You must be [Name]. Pleasure to be meeting you, dear! Quite a pleasure! Our dear Charlie has told us quite a bit about you,” he says, still shaking your arm.

“She has?” You say, glancing over to Charlie, who’s busy trying to defuse the tension between your father and Angel Dust. 

“Yes, indeedy!” he says, placing his hands on your shoulders and spinning you around. “And since our dear Princess is so busy with her father and our tenant, I shall take it upon myself to show you around. Isn’t that just grand?” Alastor doesn’t bother waiting for a reply before dragging you by the arm towards the staircase, only to be stopped by Vaggie who quickly blocks the path.

“Oh no you don’t,” she says, brandishing her spear. “Look, I don’t know what kind of game you’re playing, but you are going nowhere with them.” Alastor grins but relents, dropping your arm and disappearing. Creepy.  

“Are you okay?” Vaggie asks, kneeling down to your height. You nod but hold the spot where the Radio Demon had grabbed you as if worried it might be bruised. Vaggie checks to see if it is but sees no signs of any bruise or injury forming on your small arm. That’s a relief, at least.

“Hah!” You and Vaggie snap around at the sound of thunderous laughter coming from the bar. The two of you are greeted by an odd sight—Lucifer and Angel Dust embraced together in a stiff hug, while Charlie looks on, seemingly pleased with herself. You aren’t sure how she pulled it off, but you suppose she must have succeeded in de-escalating the fight between those two.

“Oh, I see you’ve met my girlfriend!” Charlie says, walking over to you. 

“Your girlfriend?” Lucifer says, quickly untangling himself from Angel. “You like girls? S-so do I! We have so much in common!” He says, pointing his finger from himself to Charlie in a repetitive manner. 

“It’s uh- it's nice to meet you. Sir,” Vaggie says, standing up to shake Lucifer’s hand. To which he grabs her hand but then quickly pulls her in for a brief hug. The hug seems to blindside Vaggie momentarily and ends before she can return it. Still, she doesn’t seem unhappy about it.

“I’m Niffty!” Comes a voice from your right. Sure enough, it’s Niffty who’s come to see you next. “You’re taller than me, even though I’m older. That’s fine, though! I don’t mind at all!” She says, stabbing at a nearby roach with her needle, a crazed look in her eye.

You shuffle away from Niffty…

…And bump right into Sir Pentious on the way. 

“Oh, h-hello there,” he says, looking oddly nervous. “Ssorry, I uh…I do not know how to eh, conversse with people of your kind.” You blink at him, and he grabs his collar as if sweaty. 

“By ‘people of your kind’ do you mean…kids?” You ask. Pentious nods. “Just talk to me how you would everyone else. If it helps, you can think of me like how you think of Niffty?”

“Sscary…?” 

“I meant more like…a short person,” Niffty runs past you briefly, stabbing at another roach with her needle, “-but I get where you’re coming from,” you say.

The rest of the day follows more or less the same beats as the episode it was based on. Lucifer and Alastor have unexplained beef with each other, they sing a song about it (where does the music come from?), Charlie’s daddy issues get resolved via another song (seriously, where is the music coming from? Did they improv this?), and Mimzy appears. Soon enough, it’s time to leave. Charlie is hugging you and your Dad goodbye when an idea occurs to you.

“Hey, Dad? Charlie?” You say, feeling a bit nervous. “Do you mind if I stay here? I want to help out with the hotel.” It’s been seven years since you arrived in hell, but you still remember every detail of the show from having written it down as soon as you could write. With your knowledge, you might be able to help move things along more easily.

Maybe you can protect your sister from making a deal with the Radio Demon.

“Oh, honey, I don’t know if that’s a good idea…” Lucifer says, looking down at you.

“Eh, why not? Let the kid stay, for Christ’s sake,” Angel pipes up from the bar. “We could use someone ta’ liven the place up a bit.”

“Sweetie, you’ve never even stayed the night away from home before. Are you sure you want to stay in the hotel?” You nod.

“Charlie will be there with me! And you won’t be that far away, either! Please, Daddy?” You give Lucifer your best puppy-dog eyes, the ones you know he’s weak to. Lucifer looks away from you, clearly conflicted. 

“Alright,” he relents. “On one condition.”

“Anything,” you say, a tad too eager.

“I’m staying here with you.” 

“Is that okay?” You turn to Charlie. 

“Of course!” she says. “I’ll go get your rooms set up right away–”

“Room,” Lucifer corrects. “We, uh, wouldn’t want to take up too much space.”

“Oh no, no, no, it’s fine, we’ve got plenty of room for both of-”

“Just one room is enough for us,” he says, his voice final. You want to protest, being a fully grown adult (in your own head, at least), but you know your father won’t budge on this. He must miss feeling like a father, having one grown child and another who acts like they’re grown already. You should let him have this/

“Uh, sure,” Charlie says. “I’ll go get one ready for you, then.” 

•~•~•~•~•~•~•

“So,” you say, looking over to Vaggie. The room is empty, save for you two. It’s the perfect time to start putting your plan into action. “How’d your hurt your eye? I thought Exorcists were supposed to be invulnerable.” Vaggie freezes, a horrified expression on her face as she turns to look at you. 

“How did you know that I’m an Exorcist?”

“You have a giant ‘X’ over your eye and wield an angelic spear. It isn’t rocket science,” you say, because it’s the first thing that came to mind.

“Please don’t tell anyone,” she says, voice almost a whisper.

“Charlie knows, though, right?” You ask, already knowing the answer. Vaggie remains silent. “I think you should tell her. Keeping secrets from your partner only builds distrust, and it’s not like she wouldn’t forgive you.” 

“It’s not that easy,” Vaggie says, moving to sit on the couch. You sit beside her, waiting for her to go on. “I mean, you try telling your girlfriend that saved your life that not only have you been lying to her for years, but that you’ve also killed hundreds of her people. The same people that you’re now trying to save.”

“Well,” you say, shifting a little closer. “I think that last part is what’s really important here.”

“What? The part about me killing hundreds?”

“The part about you trying to save hundreds. I think that speaks to how much you’ve changed over the years. You’ve done things in your past that you aren’t proud of. Everyone has. But now you’re trying to make things right. I mean, you love her, don’t you?” Vaggie nods. “And she loves you?” Another nod. “Then what’s the issue? You guys are a good pair, and you’ll get through this. But first, you have to be honest with her.”

“Maybe you’re right,” she says, looking down. 

“I know I am. Now go. Go and tell your girlfriend the truth. Make sure she understands your point of view. Don’t just tell her and leave. Sit down and really explain where you’re coming from, okay?”

“Okay,” she says. “You know, you give some really good advice, for a kid.”

“I know I do. Now, shoo, get outta here.” Vaggie smiles at you, then moves to get up. You give her a thumbs up, silently praying for things to go well for her.

•~•~•~•~•~•~•

“Charlie, there’s something I need to tell you,” Vaggie says, closing the door to their shared room behind her. “It’s um, I mean, you might wanna, uh, sit down for this…”

“Is it bad?” Charlie asks, her face creased with worry. 

“No—I mean, yes— I mean, maybe?”

“What is it?” Vaggie sighs, running a hand through her hair. She moves to sit down, and Charlie moves to sit with her, taking Vaggie’s hand in hers. “You know I love you, right?” Vaggie nods. 

“I—I’m—I…I can’t do this,” she says, abruptly getting up and walking to the door. 

“Wait!” Charlie says, standing to block her. “Hold on! You’re not breaking up with me, are you?”

“No.” Vaggie shakes her head.

“Then it’s fine, isn’t it? We’ll be okay.” Charlie takes Vaggie’s hands in hers and Vaggie feels herself begin to tear up. She hastily moves her hands to wipe at the tears, missing the hurt look that briefly crosses her lover’s face. “You know you can tell me anything, right?” Vaggie nods, throat dry. She needs a drink, water, alcohol, something. 

“I…” Charlie nods along, an encouraging smile on her face. “I’m an exorcist,” she says at last.

Charlie's face drops. She and Vaggie stare at each other for a long time before Charlie steps up to speak. “...Why are you telling me this now? Why keep it secret for so long?” She says at last.

“I…I’m not proud of it,” Vaggie says. “I’m sorry, I wanted to tell you but I just…I was scared.”

“Vaggie, you know I believe in redemption more than anyone else. What were you scared of?”

“I don’t know. I just—I didn’t want to have this conversation. With you. With anyone. When I first got here, I didn’t know you, I couldn’t trust you with my past, and then as more time passed and we got to know each other, it felt like it was too late. Like I couldn’t say it anymore without it becoming this huge thing. Every day, the secret got bigger and bigger, and I…I felt like I was drowning.” Vaggie looks down, ashamed.

“Vaggie,” Charlie says, once again taking Vaggie’s hands in hers. “It’s okay. You’re okay.” She rubs her thumb against her hand comfortingly.

“Are…are we okay?”

“Of course,” she says. “I love you, Vaggie.”

“I love you, too.”

•~•~•~•~•~•~•

“You know, you never did tell me how you hurt your eye,” you say, looking over to Vaggie.

“Why does it matter?”

“Because if angels can be hurt, they can probably be killed, too. I want to believe in Charlie’s hotel, but having a backup plan is always good.”

“An ex-colleague of mine slashed my eye right after she took my wings,” Vaggie says with a sigh.

“What did she use?”

“An angelic spear. Same as all of us.” You hum, pretending to ponder the information you were just given. Should you just drop the act and tell Vaggie you know what Carmilla did on the last extermination, or should you keep nudging her in the right direction?

“Carmilla Carmine deals in angelic weapons, doesn’t she? Maybe she knows something we don’t.”

“Doubt it,” she says. “Not even the other exorcists knew we weren’t invulnerable, and whether or not we can be killed is still up in the air.” You make a noise of displeasure. Without the information that Carmilla definitely killed an exorcist, Vaggie won’t do anything, but there’s no plausible explanation for how you could have come across such information. But if you don’t tell her, Charlie will end up making a deal with Alastor… But if you just give her the answer, Vaggie won’t fight with Carmilla and regain her wings…In the actual show, Alastor only relayed that Carmilla killed an angel, and Charlie took it from there. You should do the same.

“Vaggie, there’s something I need to tell you, but you have to promise not to tell anyone else or ask any questions, okay?”

“What is it?”

“Promise me,” you say, holding up your pinkie. Vaggie obliges, and the room turns red with your deal. She looks shocked, her singular eye wide as she stares at your intertwined fingers, but the shock doesn’t last as you quickly move on to more pressing matters. “Last extermination, Carmilla Carmine killed an exorcist. I don’t know how she did it, but you need to go there and find out.” Vaggie opens her mouth to speak, but no words come out. You suppose she must have been trying to ask a question, but the strength of your deal must have prevented her from doing so. “Please, Vaggie. Something’s going to happen during extermination day, I can feel it.” Seeming to sense your desperation Vaggie at last relents.

“Okay, I’ll go talk to Carmilla,” she says.

•~•~•~•~•~•

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[bigfatbimbo]

sorry not sorry but.

Vox having so shitty day that when he sees reader chatting with someone just a little bit too happily, he can't help but aggressively sub in the evening (idk how else to call it). Like, he's riding you as if his life depends on it, bitching non-stop about "who else could offer you so much things? who else could make you feel so good?" and stuff

but in the end, he's an actually desperate mess, whining about how he'd do anything, just don't leave him. He's not this insecure usually at all, no, it's just a really terrible day

warnings — sub vox, use of a strap, smut but lowkey it’s kinda fluffy smut at the end

a/n — so I should clarify that since I have so many requests to get too, all of them will probably be short drabble like this, maybe shorter.

summary — my thoughts on the request above in the form of a low effort drabble.

Oh, poor baby. After an already terrible day of his fragile ego taking hit after hit, seeing you happily talking to someone else would end him. Maybe he had to sit through one of Val’s tantrums, or he had an excessive amount of meetings, and maybe he lost an argument to his rival the radio demon.

And then on top of that, you’re just having so fun talking to some random person without him. As if he wasn’t even there. He’s analyzing everything about the scene, why your body’s are ever so slightly leaning towards eachother, the smile on your face, the eye contact.

He’s pissy but he’s also just genuinely hurt. Like oh, just his luck; an already shitty day gets shittier! Why not just have his lover leave him for some ugly ass nobody.

He’d approach you later that evening and literally not wait to be all over you, telling you to get your strap, and pulling you down onto the bed.

No because imagine he’s just humping and grinding on your strap faster and faster as he’s glitching and rambling. You don’t even know what he’s on about because it all seems so random and internalized, as if he’s not even really talking to you. And the glitching and moaning doesn’t help make it coherent.

“No one else would w—wzz—worship you like I do, make you feel so good,” Vox would remark, more to himself than you. “No one would want you as much as I do—“

He’s interrupting himself and cutting himself off by whining, and he’s fucking himself onto your plastic dick so aggressively that you’re sure it’s hurting him. Honestly, you were a little worried about this behavior.

“Vox, baby—“ you try but he just moans loudly and speeds up, tears pricking in the corner of his eyes.

You don’t even have to praise or degrade him because he’s literally doing it all himself, not even letting you get a word in.

“Nngh—zzzh— No one would be such a slut for you. Not like me,” he whimpers, squeezing his eyes shut intensely, “Tell me i’m perfect, tell me i’m the best you’ve ever had, tell me i’m good enough. I—“

”Vox!” You interrupt, sitting up fully and putting a tight grip on his hips, preventing him from moving. He whines at the loss of friction. “Vox, sweetheart, slow down.”

The lack of movement from your strap makes his brain fuzzy and needy, causing him to let one tear fall across his screen.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” Even with your dick inside him, your words showed no trace of flirtation, only sincere concern.

He squirms in your lap, trying to get you going again, “I just—ungh—fffuck. Please. I need you, I need you. ‘m sorry, ‘m sorry! I’ll do anything, please don’t stop. Please don’t leave me!”

At this point more tears drizzled down poor vox’s screen as he uselessly rutting down onto you. Your heart pangs as you examine he’s pathetic demeanor. Your hand links around his waist and you flip him onto the mattress.

Placing a kiss on his lips, cheek, and then neck, you start to move inside him once again. “You are perfect,” you praise, speeding up, “You are good enough, baby. You’re wonderful.”

He whines at your movements as he cries more desperately. “You’re amazing, sweetheart. I could never leave you, I will never leave you.”

Your pace becomes quicker, but you treat him gently, bringing his hands individually up to your lips and pressing soft kisses on each, before interlocking your fingers and pinning them to the mattress.

He whines and squirms underneath you, sobbing loudly, sending a spark of electricity uncomfortably through your body. You recover from the buzz fast.

“So pretty, so good for me,” you praise softly, “You have all my attention now, Vox. You have nothing to worry about.”

a/n — wasn’t aware if you wanted boypussy vox or just for me to be normal for once— so i left it up to interpretation.

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel smut #inbox open #dom reader #vox x reader #sub vox #vox smut

[st0r-fruit]

Overlord Reader Hcs

A/N: Hi, this is my first time writing headcanons for reader, so please let me know if I made any mistakes! I made this because i thought it'd be nice and cool to have a reader as an overlord. A heads up that i haven't fully watched Hazbin so there might be inaccuracies.

You're an overlord, right? And not just an overlord, you're one of the richest, next to the Vee's.

You own a fine plaza of drugery and alcoholic, and a top quality successful companies of those. It's not a surprise, you're the overlord of substances and alcohol. Demons will pay MILLIONS of bucks to have a stash of your finest drugs.

You have a district on the border city zone in between the district's of the Vee's, Carmilla Carmine's and the inner city of Pentagram City. Your district is a melting pot of cultures due to being in the middle of other districts.

In a meeting with other Overlords, you'd take important notes and remind others if things drift away. That fight between Velvet and Camille? Yeah you had to break ice to ease tension before forgetting the main goal of the meeting.

Your seating position in meetings is on the right side of Rosie, your best friend.

Honestly? You're everybody's comfort buddy, even to Alastor. You bring in some comforting presence to other demons.

Relationships with other Overlords

Valentino is your top customer, ordering around 20 of your fine drugs, wine and fancy cigars. He is usually the one to make your stock reduced to little to nothing if he buys on a day. He doesn't trust any of the other companies who sells the exact items, even if you say it's excellent quality.

Technology in your small place is quite modern and techy, thanks to Vox. You flatter Vox on how advanced and cool his technology is, he usually is flustered and grumpy hearing that from you, but you know he likes it seeing that he gives you multiple rather big discounts on his products.

Your fashion culture is jumbled too. Making Velvette, the queen of fashion, questions each of your outfits. She's actually impressed, being able to mix and match right article of clothings. She gives you unsolicited advice on fashion, but you tried one of those once and BAM! Slayed 10x more with that advice. You'd took mental notes of her advices and thanked her whenever you can.

Speaking of clothing, you liked shopping and browsing in Rosie's Emporium. YOU are one of the favorite customers of Rosie. She loves your interest on 1910's fashion, frequently treating you on some products. You two would gossip on the emporium, spilling teas and laughing your asses out from all the stories.

Zestial likes to visit your plaza for wine tasting, loving all of your finest selections of wine and a surprisingly rare collection of teas (with cheese! You were prepared with the teas incase he didn't like any of the wine). You and him likes to talk about improvement of each districts with a side of said wine and cheese. Oh how he'd rant to you about Velvette's attitude and you'd pat his back.

Carmilla is another one of your customers, frequently ordering drugs and medicine from you. The drugs you produced somehow made her swifter at combat and confidence. On the other hand, medicines you produced was strong and high quality, it kept her from being irritated of Velvette.

Alastor was...quite the intresting demon in your opinion. Although, you try to not get any troubles with him, so acquaintance is the perfect word for the two of you. He once visited your alcohol parlor to find a nice wine to side with his mom's jambalaya. Of course you helped him, with your naturally charming personality and helpfulness, the radio demon got his wine. The next day, you received a homeade jambalaya soup from him, as a thanks for finding the nice wine. Maybe he's not that bad?

I hope you all like it!! Let me know if you like a part 2! Or do let me know if there's any mistake!

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[hunn1e-bunn1e]

Dorm Heads - Sinbad (MAGI,AoS) (M) Reader

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Sinbad has seven Djinn Equips and there just so happen to be seven characters in this ask, so I sorted each one to whomever fits it the best. The Reader is still from another world, but this time they're from MAGI as the king of Sindria. I hope this is adequate to what you wanted. — Benny 🐰

                                                                                                   

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👑 Please have mercy, Riddle doesn't know how to handle flirting at all! Seriously, stop that! Don't corner him against the wall and lean over him like that! Don't hold his chin between your fingers and lift his head that way! Don't whisper in his ear all sensual like! Are you trying to kill him! Really; Riddle might just explode if you continue on like this, going by the steam that keeps billowing from his ears. He's never been the object of affection of such a handsome man before; it's flattering and overwhelming at the same time.

👑 You're a king? You!? But you're so irresponsible; with the way you quite literally run from him every time he tries to make you do your homework. Riddle honestly thought you were lying at first but after seeing how diplomatic you were during the unbirthday party, he actually started to believe it. He later witnesses that when you do do your work, you stay hold up in your room until it's completed to perfection. Often times, Riddle will go to you for advice on how to be a better leader for the students of Heartslabyul.

👑 A gift, for him? Riddle is a little flustered, he's not too used to people getting him things out of the kindness of their heart; it's usually fear that marks the occasion. But what did you get him? Show him, he hates surpri— WHAT THE HELL!? Where in the world did you get this!? How much did this cost you!? What do you mean 'it was only half a billion'!? Congratulations, Riddle is now malfunction; he stuck between being flattered that you'd spend that much money on him and being furious that you didn't use it for something more important.

👑 Excessive jewelry and other accessories are strictly forbidden; such things could become a distraction to yourself and other students! Wait! Those are weapons!? That's even worse! Riddle is loosing his mind with you, right now! You can't bring weapons into a school environment, such things are against the law! He'll have to confiscate them. Unfortunately Riddle's unique magic doesn't seem to work on you for some reason; so his efforts are always in vain.

👑 Riddle has his first encounter with your Furfur Djinn Equip when you sapped the light out of his bedroom using it's magic. From then onwards you used it to annoy him (read as: try to make him relax a bit) whenever he's busy for more than four hours. He would say he hates it, but he can't deny that your demonic looking appearance is very appealing to the eyes; not that he'd tell you. Riddle secretly wants to touch your horns but he's far too prideful too tell you; too bad you've already noticed his fleeting glances.

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"O‐oh, for me? Thats very kind of you, My Rose. W-wait, how much did you say this was? Half a billion! Why would you spend such a ridiculous amount of money!? My face isn't red— No— Listen to what I'm saying!"

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🦁 Oho? You're a flirt I see, Leona can certainly get behind that. It does help that you're one handsome man as well. You wanna lay the charms on him? Go right ahead and do your worst if you're brave enough to face this beast of a man. Just be prepared for when Leona decides to flirt back; and too bad for you he's exactly not the chivalrous type. This lazy lion prince is ready to give you the most risqué toungue lashing of your life; figuratively and literally if your down for it.

🦁 Leona could tell that you were royalty of some type just by the way you dressed; but you also had a certain about you that only natural born leaders have. He completely understands your aversion to work, he feels it too, work sucks man. You once offered Leona to be your queen, since you were already the king, and to rule Sindria by your side; he may or may not be seriously considering it...

🦁 Being the second prince of the Sunset Savana, Leona is certainly no stranger to expensive gifts, so you getting him anything expensive doesn't really surprise too much. You're rich, he's rich, the gift only cost you half a billio— Wait... half a billion? Leona will absolutely give you a look of complete and utter confusion as to why you think half a billion is such a small sum of money. He can see Ruggie in the background salivating...

🦁 So you're telling him that the jewelry you're wearing can be used as a weapon? Sure.... you'll have to sit Leona down and explain to him about Djinn, metal vessels, dungeons and dungeon capturing. Well... that is if you can convince him to stay awake long enough to let you explain it. Leona has a bunch of z's to catch, so if you don't mind he'll be taking his long overdue nap now.

🦁 Leona has a love-hate relationship with your Valefor Djinn Equip. On one hand he appreciates the beastman-like features that appear when it's equipped as well as the clothing style, but do you have to be so damn cold!? Don't get him wrong, Leona loves cuddling with his boyfriend but your skill has a natural chill to it in that form. It's gotten to the point where he'll refuse to touch you until you go back to normal.

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"AAGH! D‐dammit you're cold, let go of m‐me. How am I s'posed to fall asleep if 'm freezing my ass off? Go back to normal 'n I'll hold you as long 'n as tight as you want, kay?"

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🐙 You're flattery will get you absolutely nowhere! At least, that's what Azul wishes was the truth. Ugh! You're so damn suave and so damn fine that it's killing him! How is he supposed to talk you into signing a contract with when you're leaning over his desk and looking at him like you'd eat him if Jade and Floyd weren't in the room! Poor Azul is ready to pull out his hair with how many revisions you've sweet talked him into making to the contract. He's got a business to run dammit!

🐙 Oho? A king you say? Perhaps if you would take him there, he could give your people an offer they couldn't refuse. Unfortunately for Azul, any plots he had for trapping you or your people in a deal were swiftly shut down by you holding a sword to his throat. He was equal parts terrified, disappointed, understanding and really turned on. Azul still wants to go to Sindria though; maybe even as one of your vassals representing Twisted Wonderland's Coral Sea if you'd let him.

🐙 You got him a gift? You're not trying to bribe him or anything are you? Azul is definitely no stranger to attempted bribery considering it happens about once or twice per day. But eventually, after a bit of insisting on your part he'll accept it... and then promptly return it because there is no way you would give him something that looks so expensive for anything other than bribery. If you try an calm his nerves by telling Azul that it only cost you half a billion and it really wasn't that expensive; his blood pressure will skyrocket. Dear lord, save this man...

🐙 My, that's quite a bit of jewelry you have there, you wouldn't mind parting with a few items would you? Now, now, Azul's only asking for a friend, no need to get up in arms about it. The cecaelia mer, being quite observant, did notice that your jewelry and a few weapons are were you get your otherworldly powers from. While Azul would love to have access to that power, since old habits die hard, he still restrains himself because he doesn't want you to distrust or dislike him.

🐙 Azul is very cautious about your Baal Djinn Equip; lightning and water are not too good a combination in this case. However, he admit must you look very dashing and handsome in the clothes and jewelry you wear; he can't help but take a few glances at your bare chest Your draconic features are also very eye catching to him and he can't help but briefly think of a certain dragon fae. While Azul usually just observes you from a respectable distance; he's not entirely opposed to being in your arms.

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"H‐handsome? Me? I— if this is some kind of joke it's not funny! Y‐you're flattery will get you no nowhere. N‐now if you would just sign here... Hm? Revision? A D‐DATE! Hold on—!"

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🪲 Aww, you're so nice! Kalim doesn't quite understand why you're so fixated on complimenting him, but he really likes it! He definitely returns the favor tenfold; not just to repay you, but also because he thinks you're a very handsome man.Another thing he doesn't get is why Jamil keeps shooting you sharp looks when you give him some of the weirder compliments. But Kalim doesn't mind too much, even when you back him against a wall, he just takes it as an invitation to cling to you.

🪲 Wow! You're royalty too!? And a king no less! Kalim thinks that's so awesome! You should definitely expect a ton of questions about what it's like to rule an entire country. What kind of responsibilities do you have as king? Do you have to make any hard decisions that could impact your people? What kind of holidays do you have there? Can he go there one day? And so on, and so on. Wait! Where are you going? Kalim still has more questions to ask you; you can't leave yet!

🪲 Wow! You got him a gift? You're so nice, it looks so cool too! Kalim is absolutely ecstatic to receive anything from you, be it a conversation, a compliment, physical affection, a gift ar even a simple hello! Huh? Half a billion Madol? Okay! Kalim will find you something just as expensive and go out of his way to get a job, save up a bunch of money and buy it for you! He can't let the gift you gave him go un reciprocated!

🪲 You have genies in your jewelry!? That's so cool! Please call them out so that he can meet them all, Kalim has so many questions! Tell him about all of your dungeon capturing adventures, he'll be entertained for hours on end. Jamil is crying tears of joy. He will also somehow convince your djinn to come out and share the many adventures that they had with you and their previous holders. Expect to have to tell him at least five of your adventures a day, Kalim doesn't care if you run out of them, you're such a good storyteller.

🪲 Poor Kalim was truly in shock when he saw your Zepar Djinn Equip for the very first time. You got so tiny after that huge light show; he was both amazed and surprised. For him this Djinn Equip is his favorite because you're basically a really cute living megaphone. Kalim thinks you round belly is really cute; when you're under a blanket you look like you're holding a pumpkin. He's glad to have a mini boyfriend he can carry around like a teddybear, it's super fun.

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"WAH! You got small! You're so adorable now! Oh; and your ears are so long too! Can you hear better like that? Hey, what can you in this form? Is it like the other one's you've shown me so far?"

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🪞 Flattery will get you everywhere; especially with Vil! However, this pretty boy has definitely heard it all; or at least he thought he had before he met you. Noone had ever been quite so bold with him before. You laid your intentions out on the table right off the bat, and frankly, he found that really hot. I mean, who wouldn't want to be swept of their feet by a handsome king such as yourself. You want to make Vil your queen, you say? Oh my, buy him dinner first, you sly devil.~

🪞 A king, you say? Well, Vil did notice that you had a regal air about you, even if it was a bit overshadowed by that boyish charm of yours. But now you've got him thinking about you're proposition to make him your queen. Were you really serious about that? If you are, Vil has a long list of suggestions that he believes would improve your future shared kingdom. So what if he's never been there before, he's got to make some changes now before he walks into what might be a hot mess.

🪞 Now Vil and his family are quite wealthy, no where near royalty, but they still have a hefty sum to their name. This meaning he is no stranger when it comes to expensive clothing, accessories, skin care and food. He has absolutely no issues with you spending a ridiculous amount of money on a gift for him. Vil just give you an ecstatic "Oh! You shouldn't have!"

🪞 What a lovely medley of jewelry you've got there, but um... don't you think it's just a tad bit excessive? Not that you don't look absolutely dashing just the way you atr, but maybe take off one or two? Vil only wants the best for you and that means fashion wise as well. They're your weapons as well? Well, weapon or not, Vil will not allow you to walk around with a clashing color scheme! Rose gold is out of season, you know.

🪞 You know how Vil hates Neige because he feels insecure about his appearance when he's around? Yeah... that's how he feels about your Vepar Djinn Equip. He's never seen such ethereal beauty before and it's eating him up inside! He's torn between admiring his handsome boyfriend and cursing you for being more visually appealing that he is. Vil eventually accepts it though, you are his after all, and as long as he has you he can let it slide, just thus once.

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"I didn't call you old, listen closer to what I'm saying to you! I said you had a mature look about you; It's a compliment. Not many men can pull it off like you can, so you should be grateful."

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💀 Stop. Seriously, stop. You will actually kill this man if you start flirting with him in any aspect at all. Even a compliment is a death sentence for Idia. But if you really do desire to send him straight to an early grave, do as you wish. This poor man can barely even function around someone as handsome and imposing as you are. Idia can barely breath around you, his palms are sweaty, his knees weak, not to mention all the blood loss from his ever flowing nose due to your sparsely clothed chest.

💀 As if Idia needed anymore of a reason to feel like he doesn't deserve to even be near you; he finds out you're a King. Why is this happening to him! No, he can't go with you back to Sindria! Even if Idia really wants to because it sounds alot like the kingdom from "WIZ - Maze of Sorcery" and it's two sequels; "WIZ - Queendom of Sorcery" and "WIZ - Outings of Bob".

💀 You didn't have to buy him anything, you're going to make him feel bad! Idia doesn't need you to spend money on him, not that he doesn't appreciate it, because he really does. A new box set of a ton of animes that were just released on DVD? Well... you were the one who offered so Idia reluctantly says it's fine. W‐wait... d‐did you say... half a b‐billion... Oh! It looks like he fainted!

💀 Do you think— Would you mind if Idia used some of your magic jewelry for a few of his cosplays? He'll take good care of them, he promises! Actually, if you don’t want to lend him anything, could you... cosplay with him? Idia completely understands if you don't want to, I mean who want want to spend time with him anyway. But... the offer is still up of you ever consider it...

💀 After seeing your Crocell Djinn Equip, Idia finally understood why you weren't at all cautious about his hair. He accidentally went on a tangent about how you reminded him of a character from a manga he read once and how you were like his 'irl SSR Secret Quest Reward, Boyfriend', whatever that meant. Sometimes, Idia will ask you to go into your Djinn Equip so that you can play with his hair like that one scene in that Shoujo anime you both watched together.

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"That's way cool! A mystery boss stage with percentage boost in SSR gear and a companion character too! It's just like 'Last Delusion'! EH!? You've never heard of it!? Come on, I'll show you!"

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🐲 You're not scared of him? At all? You do know who he is right? Malleus Draconia: strongest mage in the NRC, prefect of the infamous Diasomnia dorm, heir to the throne of the Valley of Thorns? You do? Instead of finding him fear inducing, you called him... gorgeous? Handsome? A sight for sore eyes? Consider Malleus a very flustered and confused dragon fae. He's used to getting compliments from Lilia and his vassals, but from you? He feels like he's melting, but in a good way. Well... he thinks so, at least.

🐲 A fellow royal? Oh, you're a king too? I hope you don't mind Malleus asking about the details of how you rule over Sidria, because he has alot of questions. He himself is set to be the king of the valley of thorns in the future, so he wants to gain as much knowledge concerning ruling a country as possible. Malleus ears are open; tell him anything and everything. How was Sindria established? How do you handle the punishment of your people who break the laws you set into place? Etcetera...

🐲 Malleus is quite wealthy due to his status as the prince of the Valley of Thorns, so he isn't exactly bothered by the thought of receiving expensive gifts. The price of said gift also doesn't seem to phase him. In fact, just like you, he sees such a sum of money as mere pocket change. Malleus is a dragon as well as exceptionally old, he and his grandmother have amassed quite the mountain of wealth in the many years that they have been alive. None the less, he is very grateful for the gift.

🐲 That's quite the lovely set of jewels you have adorning your body there. Please spare this poor dragon boy, he's struggling to hold back his hoarding instincts. His brain is sounding the alarm bells and all he can think is "big shiny, big shiny, big shiny". Don't be too alarmed if a wild Malleus in his dragon form or otherwise swoops down and wisks you away. Though you may have to worry about leaving his hoard; it will be very difficult, I can assure you. You may just find yourself back where you started; trapped in Malleus's arms.

🐲 Malleus has seen each and every on of your Djinn Equips and if he had to pick a favorite, it would be your Focalor Djinn Equip, followed closely by your Baal Djinn Equip due to draconic like appearance. The reason he favors Focalor's is because he can, instead of taking a moonlit stroll, can fly through the night in the arms of his boyfriend without needing to go into his dragon form. Malleus had never been swept off his feet, but now he has, literally.

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"Child of man, these dungeons you speak of; did they perhaps house any gargoyles? I couldn't help but ask, what with all the fantastical creatures and items that you mentioned being within them."

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[secretagentsociety]

loves makes people crazy

yandere dragon X madly in love reader

Here's another idea,a yandere dragon like all powerful and scary the villager is scared of him,the king is scared of him,the Wizards and pretty much everyone and their grandmother is scared of him but then there's you,you different breed of a human decides to see him for the first time and say "yes that's my hubby" and the rest is history

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• people often called you crazy, dilusional and others not so nice insults for being still not being married despite hitting the big 2 0 that and also rejecting the local lords and basically anyone who tries to court you

• now just because people say it doesn't mean you HAVE to follow it yk?oh but you did you played their little fantasy of you being crazy so perfectly people were honestly scared for your mental well being,why?you may ask

• well it's because when khum first arrived at the village (I say first but it's really his 100th time terrorising the village) you decide to whisper something that some people might have heard "he's perfect" you said eyes filled with hearts watching him scaring the sht out of the locals

• honestly you're staring so much he could feel you boring holes into his head,curious he looked around for whoever it is that dared to stare at him for so long and BAM! He saw you,at first he thought you're staring at him in contempt or anger maybe both but then you sigh lovingly and waved at him a fools smile placed upon your face

• he had to look around and points at himself just to made sure he even mouthed "m-me? you're talking to me?!" But you blowing him a kiss and winking made it pretty clear it was him,well let's say after that he couldn't help but think about you "what an odd human" he thought

• "oh my god haven't you heard?! The dragons visit has been so frequent lately our village can't keep affording the rebuilding cost!" One of the villagers said,you aren't paying attention but just hearing him coming back more and more made your heart flutter "I know it's a blessing" you sighed melting into the seat as you remembered the first time he talks to you

•well it happened,khum stood Infront of you folding his hand,what is his plans anyway?kidnapping a human all of a sudden,a weird one at that,"human,do you have a name?" He said

• "you can call me yours,and I'll call you mine" you said "how about the name....treasure?no too basic maybe clove?nah um.....oh darling?" he said tilting his head,khum never thought one day he'd witness a human visibly explode and faint but here we was

• it was a rocky start to the relationship,well...rocky as in everything was so perfect it's scary, here's the recap,on day five of your kidnappings you've opened up to how the villagers had been treating you(not that it's hard to make you open up,all he had to do was give you food and call you pet names while stroking your head and bam! you're dumping your entire trauma onto him) and oh boy was he not happy

• now despite everything he's still a classy dragon,he ofcourse had hoarse of treasure but he also had a pretty nice castle he may or may not seize from a royal you don't have to know that tho so moving on,and with a huge castle come servants and with those come soldiers who needs to maintain security,not that he needs any but you know he likes to have thing's completed and that including the castles needs

• now when his subordinates first saw you absolutely gushing on how cute he was they were absolutely shocked,because one he literally look like a demon ripping out people's heart and two this isn't some flower field it's a grusome battle scene yet you couldn't help but blush when his shirt got torn off,you even closed your eyes to savor the moment after a while

• khum really can't understand your fixation on him,is it like his love for you?but even then he acknowledges your weird behaviour but you literally looked at him as if he was a god,not that he minds,he gotta admit that day he kinda wore a shirt that's a couple of size down so when he does some movements that needs intents flexibility his shirt would rip off in some cool cinematic style,it worked,it worked too well

• so apparently his stamina had their limits he'd come to know it last Night after the battle,oh but the details won't be necessary,oh but don't be fooled if he were to actually try you'd be the one to pass out

• now is he dilusional?nope he knows full well that it's not healthy but does he care?nope he's a powerful dragon,are you dilusional?maybe?...idk...probably....yes?.... Well he is cute so I'll give you that

• he is possesive, but it's really hard to show possesive when the person he loved won't look at other people,you will talk to people normally but once he entered your line of sight the other people can forget ever having a conversation with you

• now for the big question does this technically make you a yandere? maybe..yes.

•i feel the need to say he is 100% taller than you, I'm sorry but it's just the rules 乁⁠(⁠ ⁠•⁠_⁠•⁠ ⁠)⁠ㄏ

• yes he has two pp lets move on now

• he had a way of marking you so other beasts knows to back the fuck off it's called biting,the first night you ever discover the chamber of secrets together(wink wink nudge nudge)he bit down on your neck,it leaves a pretty little flower mark that's imbued with his power it's very very very tiny teeny I cannot stress enough how tiny it is so it's safe

• now if you EVER even say someone else is cute then oh boi oh my,now I have established that he is jealous have I?,no?well too bad because he is,and his jealousy doesn't play nice,he will rip out the heart and torture the person over and over and over each time reviving them again and again and put a curse of Resurrection on them only to leave them in a forest of ravaging beasts that has lost their minds to be feasted upon and tortured until he sees them having suffered enough. ಠ⁠︵⁠ಠ Moral of the story? don't just don't say anyone is cute (yes not even babies) (he won't like k.o them but he will like curse them or sum sht )

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on that note good night people

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Intro

"Please make sure you're comfortable, MC. You'll have to stay like that for a couple of hours." The professor urged.

"Oh I'm fine no worries." You assured him and went back to posing. You repositioned the flower crown and struck your pose again.

"HEY WHO EVEN ALLOWED YA TO MAKE MC THE MODEL AND HOW DARE-" Mammon was already out of his seat, about to yell from the top of his lungs. Lucifer clamped a hand over his mouth and sat him back down again.

Diavolo entered the classroom a few seconds later, doing his weekly rounds. "Ah good morning, all! How is everyone doing today-" He simply froze in place looking at you.

"You should have a seat if you plan to stay for a while, Young Master." Barbatos fetched another chair for him. Lucifer gritted his teeth in embarrassment, while Mammon groaned at the addition of yet another person.

"Simeon are you alright? You seem feverish." Solomon side-eyed the angel, before turning his eager gaze back at you.

Simeon simply smiled his signature smile. "You don't look too good yourself, Solomon. As for me, well we have a beautiful subject today and I'm just trying to do them justice."

You chuckled at the different reactions of your demons, angel and sorcerer.

🥀

Lucifer shifted uncomfortably in his seat for the next hours. Constantly having to fix his pants as they seemed to grow tighter at the crotch.

This is professional.

He gripped the brush tight, his strokes fast and rigid. He was trying not to get affected. But the way your eyes were trained on him - he's sure you're doing it on purpose. It's not just a pose, is it? He groaned quietly as his hands itched to grab you by that beautiful waist of yours and start pounding into you.

He shoots you a poisonous smile every five minutes. A warning. What did you expect, trying to provoke the Avatar of Pride? He's going to have a long word with you in his office as he strips you down and fucks you in that very same pose. Honestly he's even tempted to record you screaming from pleasure and letting the whole room hear that too.

🥀

Mammon had to have several people bind his legs to his seat, and his mouth shut to keep from screaming. With a raging red face, he wasn't very subtle about his displeasure at this.

What the hell do ya think you're doing, human?

As if his brothers didn't pester you too enough. Did you really have to rope in the entirety of the fucking school? He's your first man. He's the only one you need to show. He's the only who should see. He wanted to use magic to blind everyone else in the room. And erase everyone's memories.

Oi...oi, stop that. Don't look at him like this. How the fuck are you so bold? Why the fuck are you so hot? You're killing him with this. He wants this face under him. He wants every inch of that skin under his touch. And if he loses his shit after you both are home, well he isn't responsible. He needs to mark you all over - to make sure everyone knows who you really belong to.

🥀

Leviathan didn't think he was awake. Or even alive. With a rather insistent stream of blood pouring out of his nose, there were crumpled up tissues scattered near his seat.

I'm surely dead right? And this is my last fever dream?

At night in his room, he'd have many more of them, drenched with his cum instead. How can he help it when you're staring so readily at him? He wants to pull out his dick and pump himself off, everyone but you is blurry. Heck he'd already started stroking himself as discreetly possible.

He lets out a yelp towards the end of his finished painting. Now there's two of you. He covers his face behind his hands, whining and kicking his legs at this hard ordeal. And the huge tent in his sweat pants isn't very subtle. The way you're looking at him right now...will you help him if he asks nicely?

🥀

Satan, the most sophisticated by far. You'd think he'd be composed. But no, he'd already broken a good few brushes, snapping them in half trying to calm the fuck down. There was something so sublime about you that was making his body combust with desire.

Don't... lose... composure.

Perhaps it was the feline charm in your pose? The way your hips curled upward and elbows touched the mat. The way you tilted your head to the side feigning innocence, your eyes big and curious. Fuck, you look like you're begging to be ravaged without mercy.

His painting is not nearly close to his usual talents and he has only you to blame. And you will compensate accordingly, he will make sure of it. Don't be too suprised when he promises to take you to the older archives in the library only to fuck you against the bookshelves for hours and hours.

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Asmodeus is far over the moon. His excitement is far from discreet. In fact he's eager to join you up there. There's only one thing that can enhance your already gorgeous form - his form draped over you.

Oh MC, what I'd do to see you like this everyday.

He calls the professor and suggests his idea and who can say no to Asmo with his charming eyes? He joins you up on stage, making a show of stripping before his bare body touches yours. The entire room gasps. When you seem bewildered, he says noone has even started painting yet, so no harm done.

And now that your posing together, he doesn't hold back. Seating you down on his lap with his hands positioned in the right places and his lips pressed against your shoulder. His body felt so lewd and hot aginst yours, he might as well be fucking you. Now it's your turn to hide your arousal.

🥀

Beelzebub blushes and looks away, trying to protect your dignity from his eager eyes. It wasn't until his twin made him understand what you were doing. Knowing about your role, he looks at you with utmost concentration.

Must make MC look beautiful.

He's trying. He really is. But there is something burning deep inside him and he can't quite come to terms with it. He struggles with his growing hardness as he tries to concentrate on you drawing you.

He suddenly remembered something. It was just the top of your hand, he kissed it before a ball dance. Your skin was so fragrant, so smooth, so delectable. Does the rest of you taste the same? He's planning to ask you right after this. Maybe, just maybe you'll let him have a taste.

🥀

Belphegor smirks already planning the perfect punishment in his head. You're being a brat, he simply has to train you, in his own bratty way. He tries to hide the pink in his cheeks as he keeps painting.

Making me go through all this... you'll pay MC.

Damnit he was planning to sleep through this class. How can he possibly do that now? He can't even close his eyes to your sight. He even has to wipe the drool from corner of his mouth every few minutes. All of this because of you.

Did you forget he can slip in and out of your dreams? Do you not know what you've just unleashed on yourself? As you smile at him cheekily, he imagines turning you into a whimpering mess, begging you to stop teasing him as he buries himself deep inside you and refuses to move.

🥀

Solomon meets your unmoving gaze with equal intensity. You're teasing him. What a disobedient apprentice you are. Looks like he'll need to give you a few extra lessons. He's already planning exactly what to do with you. Right here. Right now.

Two can play at this game, my love.

Though he would prefer to blind everyone in the room, watching how they lusted over you gave him a sick sense of pride. Everyone wants you, but only he can have you. He paints nonchalantly, licking his lips once a while. He can barely contain his excitement.

He quietly mutters a spell on the paper. You suddenly jolt, feeling something touch you on your cheeks and chest. You understood what was going on the moment you saw Solomon smirking. With every brushstroke, you felt his touch on you. And he was determined to finish the painting as slow as possible.

🥀

Simeon was clearly having a harder time compared to everyone else. Gripping his thigh with one hand, trying to steady his other, trembling hand to paint. And you smiling and biting your lip playfully was NOT helping.

Why must you be so tempting, MC?

He struggled to smile back at you, heat rushing to his cheeks and ears. Every part of you he painted, he fixated on it for a good fifteen minutes. He stared longingly at your hands, wondering how they would feel against his skin, holding him down there.

He shook his head aggressively, trying to keep these constant intrusive thoughts away. Why was he being so perverted? He'd even modelled for you before, granted he wasn't naked, but still. This is the same thing. Atleast that's what he told himself, right before asking you to come model for him alone at home, because he couldn't finish the painting in class.

🥀

Diavolo wasn't even supposed to be here. He didn't even have an easel or a canvas. He came here to observe all the students and leave. Yet now he sat, shamelessly staring at you. He tried to look as serious as possible, even glancing around at others to make it believable. But it all went downhill when you spotted him and shot him a smile.

I never realised just how beautiful humans could be...

He smiled back at you, quietly mouthing questions, to which you either nodded or shook your head slightly. 'You've done this sort of thing before? Are you comfortable? I think you'd look better with a royal crown, can I get you one? Haven't you been at it for a while? Would you like to take a break? Would you like to come to the castle for dinner tonight?'

For a while it felt like there was only the two of you in the room. There was so much he didn't know about you. He was overjoyed when you said yes to dinner. He wanted to continue this conversation in his bedroom. With you, bare bodied and posed exactly like this, and with him much closer to you. Close enough to engulf you in his arms, close enough to feel every soft inch of you.

🥀

Barbatos blushed deeply. The professor asked you to choose a prop and you chose a teacup. The same teacup the demon butler had gotten for you. You pretended to sip from it while smiling at him. He felt like in some subtle way, he'd been chosen.

Is this a test of self-control, MC? Because I'm afraid I might fail.

How much longer could he possibly hold in these growing urges he had for you. The more he met you, the more he wanted to sit down and talk. The more you casually touched his arm or leaned into him while laughing, the more he wanted to hold you close. And the more you tempted him, the more he wanted to fuck you.

He invited you for tea after school, thinking simple conversation could satiate his growing desires. But the moment he poured you tea and you sipped from the cup, his mind was filled with overwhelming lust again. And then next thing you know he was kissing you roughly in his quarters, while his hands almost tore your uniform off you.

#obey me #obey me smut #obey me lucifer #obey me satan #obey me solomon #obey me asmo #obey me leviathan #obey me belphie #obey me beel #obey me beelzebub #obey me mammon #obey me diavolo #obey me Simeon #obey me Barabtos #obey me x reader smut

[onyourowndaisymae]

don't mind me... just thinking about the dateables slowly dropping the rest of their roster for you as they fall head over heels...

diavolo // barbatos // simeon // solomon (you are here) -- x gn!reader, NSFW below the cut, others coming soon

solomon, who will follow his whims damn near anywhere. today, they've led him to the devildom, for the demon prince's grand "exchange program"-- he's not much for commitments like these, but any excuse to get free room and board in the devildom is an excellent one in his eyes. he's always been curious about some of the more hidden oddities in the realm, and this is a perfect time to explore without suspicion. along the way he meets you. huh. a human living in the devildom with no magical abilities? doesn't exactly sound safe, but... well, that won't be his mess to clean up if things go awry. he's interested in seeing how long you last.

solomon, who certainly thinks you're special. in the time that you've been a part of the program, you've managed to wrap all seven of the demon brothers around your fingers. he's honestly a bit jealous! even lucifer, who he's been trying to form a pact with for decades, leans in close to hear your quiet words. he can't even tell who he's envious of in that moment-- you, in all your charm, or lucifer, who gets to be that close and personal with you? oh, you're special alright. and now that you're both visiting the devildom again, this time without the pretense of the exchange program, he's determined to get to know you better. there's just something about you... something so warm and human that he's drawn to like a moth to a streetlamp. he won't go as far as embarrassing himself to paw at you for attention like a child, but he's not going to be deterred by the complaints of the demon brothers this time, either.

solomon, who is still human, after all. humans have... urges. he's not a massive fan of where lust has led him in the past, but the nagging feeling of want makes it hard to focus on his work. he summons a quick portal and finds himself at the house of a familiar face... a dangerous vampire, sure, but one that he knows intimately. little words are exchanged before he has them pinned against the wall, desperately fucking into them, hips snapping at a relentless pace as they keen into the open air. their leg is tucked into the crook of his elbow to give him a better angle, the smack! of his hips against their thighs intertwining with groans and heavy breathing. carnal pleasure makes his brain go white as they spasm around him, their third orgasm of the night finally pushing him over the edge as he spills inside them. it's messy and hot and he doesn't feel quite satisfied, guiding their sweaty body to a nearby flat surface to continue the fun. when the evening draws to a close, he slips back to purgatory hall for a shower and some rest. he hadn't even realized he'd left his d.d.d. until he emerges from the steamy bathroom to a notification. huh. a text from you. his heart flutters a little as he reads your message. hmm... he decides not to dwell on that feeling further, having already had such a complicated evening to mull over already.

solomon, who has a lot to learn. being immortal, he figured he'd done enough learning to last him a few lifetimes, and yet here he is. here you are. he finds that he'll shirk other responsibilities to spend another night training his apprentice. on nights like these, he'll find any excuse to keep you longer-- say, how about he makes you dinner? you always convince him to go out with you instead, promising to let him cook another time (he hasn't had the chance to, but he's sure he'll get you one of these nights). you look so cute under the restaurant's mood lighting, laughing your way through a story about the unruly demon brothers. but all he can think about is how much he doesn't want the night to end. he takes a bite to hide the way his lips curl into a grimace. soon it'll be late and he'll be dropping you back off at the house of lamentation. soon he'll have to forfeit his already limited time with you and walk home alone. you seem to notice sooner than he'd expected. when you ask, he's honest-- he doesn't want to see you go home. does that make him sound bad? he laughs it off in an attempt to save his pride, but for some reason you're smiling at him when he meets your gaze again. when the proposal falls from your lips-- a sleepover?-- he's looking curiously at you to see if you're kidding. but you're not, are you? no, that earnest grin is all real, all for him. and he's so thankful nobody else gets to see you looking like this tonight. just him, a simple man, sitting across from you at a restaurant as he realizes he's far more in love with you than he ever imagined.

solomon, who has been looking forward to this all week. you're coming over to "study", which usually results in maybe an hour or two of learning before you both get distracted and turn on a movie. tonight is no different. tonight you're curled up against his side, his arm around your shoulders as the movie drones on. your fingers dance along his side under his shirt, warm and distracting, finally enough for him to chuckle and tell you what a little nuisance you're being. teasing turns to touching, which doesn't end there-- soon he's got you pinned to the couch. what would usually be a smug grin is a bit more vulnerable tonight, pressing his smile to yours as the heat of his body envelopes you. it's you who pushes things further tonight, who paws at his shirt and kisses down his neck to see his face flush. he takes his sweet time stripping you of your garments. it's time he might not have, seeing as you two are in the (thankfully empty) living room of purgatory, but he'll take the risk regardless. your smooth skin against his makes him feel feverish and a little dizzy. solomon double checks that you're okay with this-- you are sure, right? you grin and agree that yes, you absolutely are interested in finally fucking him right here, right now. when he finally sinks into your heat, hips pressing forward at a firm but careful pace, he bites his lip to contain the gasp that threatens to rip through him. you're so hot and tight that it makes his head spin. have you always been this alluring? he feel like he can't breathe for a moment when he finally bottoms out. oh. this... this is going to be a problem for him. he pulls his hips back and gently sinks into you again, the lube and spit mixed on his cock making a slick noise with each movement. you feel like heaven. is this what he's been missing? nobody told him that sex with someone you love would feel so much better than a hookup. his lips find yours between pants, sloppy kisses contrasting against the steady rhythm of his hips meeting yours. your moans against his mouth make him feel like he's going to cum already-- he'd hate to disappoint, but fuck, you feel so good that he has to pull his mind from the moment before it ends. his movements get rougher to bring you there with him. soon enough, your whining, warbling voice tells him you're close. when you finally clench your tight, needy hole around him and reach cloud nine, it doesn't take long for euphoria to flood his veins as he reaches a climax. he's shaking a little by the time he finally meets your gaze. when you open your mouth to speak, he kisses you again. solomon can't risk having to respond. if he does, who knows what will spill out of his mouth-- that he loves you, needs you, can't fathom ever fucking anyone else? he's been around for thousands of years, yet he can't imagine another day without you by his side. please, just... let him savor this moment of ecstasy for a little longer.

taglist for this series (taken from the last part-- let me know if you would like to be added/removed!): @the-demonus-aunt // @scienceisfornerds // @hostilemakeover // @snow-fall1 // @kachan890 // @rphantom1 // @respitable

#welcome back to the thunderdome everyone #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me swd #obey me nightbringer #obey me nb #otome #obey me x reader #obey me solomon #obey me solomon x reader #obey me smut

[intimidating-fettuccine]

Hihi!! Can I request (platonic) Jeff, Ben and Toby having an older brother-like relationship with a new teen/child!reader that’s been taken in by slender who has a habit of running off on adventures, climbing things they aren’t supposed to climb, never turning down a challenge no matter how dangerous or dumb, getting in trouble a lot, etc (except they survive every time somehow?? Who knows why.) please and thank u :) have a lovely day!!

Protective big brother figures, here we come.

BEN:

Honestly, at his extremely old man age (of 28), he doesn't have the energy for this. BEN does his absolute best to look after you and keep his eyes on you, but he finds that to be challenging when you're constantly on the move. He finds it's better off that he just goes into your phone so he can be with you while you're running around doing stuff, so he can yell at you through the speakers to not pet that animal because it's extremely dangerous, don't try and climb that plant because it's poisonous, and do NOT challenge those demons to a fight, they WILL beat your ass. He feels like he'd have a heart attack if he wasn't already dead, but he keeps his eyes on you and proves to be a good big brother figure, just as he did for several other residents of the mansion. If you ever do get in trouble, he's quick to leave your phone and help you out, and shockingly, lectures you just like Slender always lectures them. He cares for you a great deal, and he doesn't want you to get gravely injured, especially with how dangerous the Underworld is, so he accompanies you whenever you're out and about. It gets him out of the mansion for a change, which is nicer than he'll admit to, and it allows him to keep watch over you, to the best of his abilities. Keeping you safe and happy is his biggest priority, and he does a damn good job of doing both of those things. 

Jeff:

Jeff has always been protective over Liu and everyone dear to him, but that really gets kicked up a notch with you. The man watches you like a hawk, because he knows the second he takes his eyes off of you you're gonna run off and do something stupid again. Jeff is tall and pretty damn muscular from all of his training, so if he physically has to hold you back or carry you away from something he will, and you aren't gonna get out of his hold. He honestly starts threatening to wrap you up in layers of bubble wrap before you leave the house every day, and if you seem particularly mischievous one day, he trails after you, knowing if he doesn't you're gonna come home with some form of injury. Jeff is honestly a good big brother figure, because despite the bullshit he gets up to, he never encourages it, and he never does it around you, and he's pretty damn good at getting you to relax quite a bit. He still lets you have fun, of course, but he hates seeing the people he cares for in dangerous situations, or constantly getting hurt, so he shows you some tough love. Jeff is honestly shocked at how much like Slender he starts to seem around you, in a good way at least. He gets better at explaining why you shouldn't be doing something, and he gets better at pushing you to put all your energy into more reasonable things. He's not perfect, of course, but he's a pretty damn good big brother. 

Toby:

Toby, for the first time in his life, understands why Tim is always so fucking frustrated with him. You're exactly how Toby was when he first came to the mansion, and while he didn't see anything wrong with his behavior then, when it comes to the possibility of you getting hurt, or worse, he finally understands why Tim was always yelling at him for doing stupid stuff. While Toby still does stupid stuff, he tries to encourage you to do safer stupid stuff. If you wanna climb something, climb one of the trees safely on the mansion's grounds, instead of a tree directly next to a cliff. If you're gonna accept a challenge, at least make sure it's something you can do successfully, because he swears if he has to watch you get hurt from doing something you know is dumb one more time he's gonna blow a gasket. Toby teaches you the art of putting your chaotic energy into safer means, and while you still get in trouble every now and then, you come back to the mansion with far fewer injuries, and you seem much happier, now that you have your big brother Toby looking out for you and partaking with you. Tim teases the fuck out of Toby now though, because Toby will always come home with you and sigh in exhaustion, giving Tim a look that says he finally understands, and Tim says he deserves it to make up for everything he did to Tim and Brian.

#creepypasta #creepypasta headcanons #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta x reader #ticci toby #ticci toby headcanons #ticci toby headcanon #jeff the killer headcanons #ticci toby x reader #jeff the killer #jeff the killer headcanon #jeff the killer x reader #ben drowned #ben drowned headcanons #ben drowned headcanon #ben drowned x reader

[stolitzsings]

I still feel really bad for Stolas at Ozzie's. I feel like he was sort of facing an impossible choice there? I think he absolutely could and should have stood up for Blitz more; even if he couldn’t shield him from Ozzie, the knowledge that Blitz was under some sort of protection or banner of courtesy from a demon prince might have made at least Verosika back down. He could at least have defended him.

At the same time, Stolas’s whole strategy for surviving life seems to have been deferring to the status quo or "what should be." His father told him to marry Stella, so he did. As a demon prince he was supposed to stay in his marriage, so he quietly accepted Stella's mistreatment of him to maintain that status quo. And when a Sin himself called out Blitz, well, Stolas went back to his strategy of keeping his head down.

We know that Blitz’s first instinct is to protect his friends, even if it puts him in the line of fire. But well, Stolas doesn't really seem to HAVE friends. He didn't have to put himself in the line of fire because he was always there to begin with. He was always the target. The one person in his life he might have had to protect was Via, who seems to have at least an OK relationship with her mother judging by her reaction to Stolas yelling at her. So either Via was never a target of her mother's vitriol, or Stolas was able to insulate her from it by absorbing it himself. Maybe a bit of both. Either way, he was her primary victim from the start. So his instinct at Ozzie's was to quietly accept his jokes, except that now someone else was also a target.

I've seen the scene at Ozzie's compared to the way Ozzie stood up for Fizz at the end of s2e7, and I think they are definitely important parallels. However, there's one pretty glaring difference: Fizz and Ozzie are already in a loving, committed relationship. When Ozzie yells that he loves Fizz, it may be news (to some degree) to the rest of Hell, but it certainly isn't news to Fizz. The same can't be said of Stolas and Blitz. When Ozzie asks if he gave up his perfect family just to fuck Blitz, Stolas COULDN'T deny it, because that would mean telling all of Hell- INCLUDING BLITZ- that he was in love with him. And at that point in the evening, after he'd been anxiously trying to get Blitz to engage with him at all throughout their supposed date, he had every reason to believe those feelings weren't returned. And what other reason could he give?

He missed his opportunity to stand up for Blitz, but when Ozzie turned his sights on him, Stolas had no choice but to tacitly confirm Ozzie's assumptions. And honestly, I don't even think Ozzie was trying to be cruel, at least not to Stolas. Blitz was a target because of his past with Fizz, but Ozzie could have just as easily been sort of impressed with Stolas, especially given his apparent reputation as a stuck-up bore. I mean, Ozzie literally holds Stolas up as embodying the meaning of lust, right after tearing down Moxxie for not being lustful enough. Ozzie had no way of knowing about the fragile, tender thing that Stolas and Blitz were just beginning to create.

Unlike Blitz, Stolas isn't someone who usually jumps into action. He wasn't prepared to leap to Blitz’s defense because he wasn't used to having anyone to defend. And by the time he was in familiar territory- becoming a victim himself- he had no way to defend him without offering up his heart on a platter for Blitz to reject and the rest of Hell to ridicule. So he stayed quiet, and it all came crashing down anyway.

#blitzø #stolitz #stolas goetia #helluva boss spoilers #helluva boss meta #fizzarolli #helluva boss asmodeus

[ebonyslasher]

Sorry if this is to specific

But can you do a thick user with demon slayer men? And when I say thick i mean like a pear body shape wide lower body parts and stretch marks I just don’t see a lot of writers do this body type

It's not too specific at all! Honestly, you could even give more detail than that and it'd still be okay. I chose the guys, since you didn't include which specific men you wanted.

Pear-Shaped Thick!Reader with Demon Slayer men:

Tengen Uzui

"What a flashy figure...!"

Tengen is enchanted by your looks. Your hair, skin, and fashion were so distinctive from the area. He was bored with the Meiji era standard of beauty. How were you going to be flashy if you looked standard?! He finally found another person that would understand his plight.

As expected, he's quite vocal with his appreciation. How could he NOT be? You were cool and extra fine; someone worthy to be apart of his harem.

"Y/N, you're just as stylish as ever!"

"Whoa! Be careful throwing that flashy figure around, you might just make people faint!"

The people he's referring to is his wives. They are also avid fans of you. What? You thought he would faint? And miss looking at that awesome body of yours?

He certainly did not want to miss seeing your smooth skin, enriched with lovingly patterned strikes that covered your cute hanging stomach, ass, and thighs. He bit his lips at the thought of touching your soft body. Cuddling with you would be heaven on earth. You were beautiful and beginning to be a wonderful possible addition to his marriage.

Giyuu Tomioka

Characteristically, your shape is not the first attribute Giyuu noticed. He paid more attention to your face and how you acted during your introduction. Once his attraction to you becomes more apparent over time, that's when he pays attention to your body.

He's overwhelmed. How could he handle all that? He isn't a confident man. The only time his confidence shows is in his fighting and training, slightly. Not in romance, much less sexual interactions. He employs a secret style training...calls it Sex Breathing. It targets his arms, hips, and legs in order to handle your bottom heavy size.

One time, he accidentally watched you when you were changing. It was a small moment before he forcefully turned his head away. But Tomioka did not miss that you had stretch marks adorning your thick thighs. Giyuu became addicted to the memory, wishing he could have had the audacity to watch you fully undress.

Your figure could not be hidden by your clothing, much to his combined glee and chagrin. He loved that he could see it, but hated that others could enjoy your lovely figure too.

Gyomei Himejima

Gyomei, respectable and pious as he is, privately succumbs to his dirty thoughts after you both start dating. He'd felt your bottom heavy figure against his body after the first hug. The feeling of that soft stomach and thick thighs stuck in his memory. The hulking young man begins to pray.

"Kami, as these straying thoughts plague my mind, i must ask that the gods keep me afloat. But, I must thank them! Only they could construct a being such as Y/N! I will not ignore this obvious blessing to my life!"

Gyomei will not make it known of his thoughts on your figure, keeping his comments to himself. He makes the effort to not make you uncomfortable, not wanting to scare you off. Once you let him know that it's okay, he is more free with his thoughts.

He strongly desires to hold you daily, his hands ache to travel down your pear-shaped figure in glee. You felt so soft. Gyomei wanted to cuddle to feel his hard muscles against your supple form. It's always a blessing when he's able to. Each time is more magical than the last.

Gyomei, selfishly, makes you describe your stretch marks to him. As poetic as possible, to paint the perfect picture in his head.

Sanemi Shinazugawa

It was rough journey getting past Sanemi's tough exterior. Many times you wanted to give up on your odd pursuit of this mean ass hashira. But, it was obvious his act protected himself and others, albeit extremely harsh. You knew something sweet lied past that facade.

And your intuition was correct. After you broke him down with your endless flirting, he started to bite back. In his own special way, of course. It starts with:

"I'm not staring!"

To

"Just cause you're shaped like that doesn't mean you can say whatever you want."

To

"Sometimes looking at you calms me down...but excites me in a different way.."

Sanemi felt drunk whenever he was with you. The sight of you makes his heart race. Your pear shaped figure was something he could not ignore. Trust and believe, he has tried many times. It was as if your body called out to him, instructing him to look. Much to his embarrassment, it did not take long for him to relent to the voice and stare. He was always in a different plane of existence when you came into the room. It annoyed him to no end.

Sanemi was speechless when he first laid eyes upon your unclothed form. His eyes gravitated up and down the electric marks that blessed your appearance. You had never seen him so affected.

#demon slayer #black reader #tengen uzui #giyuu tomioka #gyomei himejima #sanemi shinazugawa #tengen x reader #giyuu x reader #gyomei x reader #sanemi x reader

[galaxgay]

huh. just had a thought. at the beginning of their relationship, it was actually Aziraphale who kept reaching out to Crowley.

(cut bc i tend to ramble aha)

In Eden, he was the one who trusted a demon with the knowledge that he had given away the flaming sword (and lied to actual God herself about it) and shielded Crowley from the rain. (literally the exact opposite of his job description 💀)

During the Job fiasco, he went to Crowley first for help to stop Job's children from being killed (an act of complete understood defiance) and when Crowley agreed, he implied they were on the same side even after Crowley refuted- he even hung up his ego and let a demon show him food.

In Rome, he asks Crowley if he'd like to accompany him to try oysters (one of my favorite scenes) for no other reason than to spend time together. He invites him even after Crowley initially brushes him off. (sure he said something stupid but still-)

People say its always Crowley but honestly I don't think that's true. Aziraphale does not handle well under pressure (neither does Crowley but he can actually handle himself in a way Azi can't) and tension between Heaven and Hell for war has been building and building for millenia by the time we get to S1 and S2. The rising tension kind of forced him to be much more subtle and much more reserved.

At that point, they have seen much more of what Heaven and Hell will do when they don't comply. They, at that point, have perfected a dance out of self preservation.

But towards the beginning, it was actually always Aziraphale.

#good omens #crowley #aziraphale #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #ineffable idiots

[disillusioneddanny]

Spread the Love Fic Recs <3

There's been a bunch of negativity lately and I think that means we as a fandom need to spread some love around. If you get tagged please add some fics that you think deserve more love, only request is that they aren't insanely popular fics (think like fics with less than 50k hits) this way we can get some other fics out there for others to read and enjoy!!

1.) Premeditation by Chromatographic (Lia)

The problem is that so few people are even able to see what the problem really is. The problem is that things that manage to find the balance on the knife’s edge of life are so, so hard to kill. The problem, Jasmine Fenton realizes, two weeks after she moves into Gotham, is one that almost no one, in any dimension or realm, is able to solve. The problem is simply put, though, even if it’s almost impossible. The problem is this: The Joker is a Halfa.

this fic has the hardcover ship (Jazz/Jason) and everlasting trio (danny/sam/tucker) it's beautifully written and keeps you on the edge of your seat as you watch the story progress. Absolutely amazing. The writing is just amazing, Chroma sucks you in with beautiful storyline that just blows my mind. And the ending is just absolutely perfect!

2.) Halves by TourettesDog

Jason wasn't sure why Dick thought it was a good idea to drag him along with Tim to Amity Park. His brother seemed to think the strange case would offer a decent opportunity to bond-- without Gotham (and Bruce) close at hand, perhaps it wasn't the worst idea he'd ever had. Unfortunately, Amity Park is far stranger than Dick anticipated, and Jason hasn't quite been himself since they arrived. Going to FentonWorks for answers was their first big mistake.

honestly one of my favorite fics atm, I just love Gothamites going to Amity Park, i'm just such a sucker for the idea and we just don't see it enough so this fic is just my dream come true!

3.) Pitch-Dark Shades by SummersSixEcho

Danny Fenton is trying to build a new life in Gotham after closing up the connections to the Ghost Zone. Not that all connections are entirely broken, still being able to perceive shades and give them strength when he connects to one of their prized objects. Tim Drake is trying to find his own place in the world, focusing on becoming a better detective by solving cold cases in his spare time. When Tim and Danny meet, a new (begrudging) partnership starts to bloom to solve even the hardest of cases. Or it would if only they told each other the truth.

I truly just love Danny and Tim together in literally any kind of capacity. They just cause so much chaos together and it's amazing. This fic is just absolutely lovely and the prose is amazing. Summers fics are truly enrapturing and just pull you in so easily.

4.) Beneath A Different Light by AKelaNakamura, SummersSixEcho, TourettesDog

When a convergent event hits unexpectedly, Damian and Danny find themselves in the last place they’d expected: In the body of the twin they’d thought long dead. With the after effects still coursing through them and danger lurking in both cities, the brothers must figure out who they can trust—all while slowly learning about the life their twin has led without them. Or, none of these bastards can catch a break.

Demon twins. Just--just Demon Twins my beloved. This fic is two chapters in and i'm just so utterly in love with it. Summers, Akela, and Dog are just a match made in heaven when it comes to cowriting a fic. The fic just yanks you in so easily and you find yourself thinking about it even after reading the fic. Just a wonderful fic!

5.) Come Little Children by Die_Erlkonigin6083

American Chestnuts were once one of the most important trees along the East Coast. The blight destroyed most of them, but not all of them. There was one chestnut tree, one that entranced a child, and then, what it wrought, enchanted an entire city or two

YALL when i tell you that the storytelling in this is absolutely breathtaking I'm serious. This fic has brought a tear to my eye because of just how beautifully it's written. It's got cool fantasy aspects to it, it's based off of an old fairy tale, it's just so amazing and it's one of my favorite fics to reread if i'm having a bad day. Just truly a lovely fic.

Now, I would like to see @halfagone @spite-sapphic-starlight @noir-renard and @midnightenigma recommend some of their favorite fics if they're willing <3333 let's spread some more love in this fandom!

also even if you aren't tagged--please feel free to recommend any fics you enjoy!!

#dpxdc #dpxdc fic recs #danny phantom #dc universe #detective comics

[sugar-omi]

jfc it's finally here... definitely didn't rewrite this twice. nope. not me :,)

we're gonna have to come back to omegaverse bc my little horny brain demons we're tell me too much abt this au!!!

DAY FIFTEEN — OMEGAVERSE

*kinktober masterlist | *ao3

tags : NSFW, step 3, *fem/afab + masc/amab + gn/intersex reader, alpha cove firstz omega cove 2nd, alpha/omega reader, creampies/raw sex, mind break, somnophilia, breeding kink, (m)preg mention

*readers gender isn't specified. I wrote w intersex reader (& cove) in mind but scenario 1 could be fem/afab reader and scenario 2 masc/amab reader w intersex cove, or whatever you imagine.

synopsis : you and cove go into heat at the same time, and accidents happen, especially when you finally have your lover in your bed...

ALPHA COVE

alpha!cove fucks like a dog.

i hope you're not wearing your favorite outfit or an expensive piece, because it doesn't make it outta your shared heat without a scratch.

it's even worse if you tease him. please don't do that to yourself..

he tries to be considerate, especially if the outfit is important or new. but when you're down to your underwear, well let's just say he's taking you to the store once your heat is over.

jfc he's so strong… don't matter what position you're in, his back is against you and he's growling and moaning in your ear and mumbling things to you, telling you how pretty you are and that you look best shaking on his knot.

wraps his arms around your waist and his hips are never far away before they're slamming against your tender ass, the clapping of skin loud and echoing in your ears until you're stuck on his knot and now you can finally hear him going, "pups… need to breed, mate.."

well it's not a far away dream, especially with how much he cums inside you.

when he finally pulls out your hole is gaping, your insides convulsing and clenching around nothing, forcing out all his cum… well now look what you've done, he has to put it all back…

unfortunately he's soft, a miracle really, but that just means he can finally taste you! first he fingers all that cum back into you and shoves his fingers down your throat. if you can't keep it in your cunt, then hold it in your mouth will you?

cove's already a beast when eating you out. but something about his rut makes him devour you.

his lips smacking loudly and you can fucking hear him lapping up all the slick and cum, his tongue scooping out your insides and you can't even move because he has his arms wrapped around your legs, keeping you there..

you come out marred like you got attacked by a rabid animal. which you did honestly, because cove kept nuzzling against your neck and mumbling about "mate" and "bond" and sometimes he even begged or fantasized in between rounds about biting your scent gland, claiming you as his..

it's a miracle you don't come out bonded, but you can thank your poor shoulder and the surrounding skin of your neck for that.

it's okay, he'll be pampering you for weeks, or at least until you can stand up straight and you can stop scooping cum out of your cunt… (don't complain about that unless youre ready for the consequences... the first time you did, he came over and fucked you again! as if you didn't just tell him your cunt is stupidly sensitive!)

but don't be mean to him! he gave you apology head for your sore pussy, didn't he?

(although he'll need to deliver a bigger apology if you come out pregnant.. you have permission to kick his ass to pluto this time &lt;/3)

OMEGA COVE

you think alpha!cove is horny, but omega!cove is someone totally different…

for some reason he has no restraint, begs you to bite him and knot him, absolutely needs you to get him fuck him full of your cum, maybe even give him your pups?

fucks wildly like this is what he's been waiting for his whole life and is a total slut while doing it. if you wanted to get content for your camshow, this is the perfect time.

he pins you down and if he didn't need you to touch his chest for him, he'd tie you up. although, if you try to pull him off your dick one more time he will.

"alpha, alpha, alpha!" he whines and chants, his mind totally empty save for thoughts of you and sex. he doesn't waste energy on much else, anything besides filling up his womb with your cum is a distraction.

oh but if you're tired, please go to sleep! he'll take care of everything… i mean, you'll wake up with a sore dick and shooting blanks, but at least your omega is happy <3

even though you're tired, sore, and hungry, it's so worth it to wait until cove finishes.

his ass slapping against your thighs, his cunt leaking slick so bad it's running down your balls…

omega!cove begging you to bite him.. babbling loudly about how he wants to be one with you, how he needs you and your cock and he needs more.

and as much as you try to keep cool heads, you come out bonded.

he can't wait, and you're laying there, your glands exposing, just waiting for him to-

and that's how he wakes you up from your nap. and like any sane alpha, you bite him back.

at first he was crying because he didn't mean to bite you like that! please don't be mad…

but now he's crying because you've flipped him on his back, your knot tugging at his hole and your tip slamming perfectly into his cervix..

then he feels so much relief when you bite him back, your canines piercing the skin and he immediately pulls you into a kiss, ignoring the blood you're swapping with each other.

your parents are probably definitely mad that you came out bonded, but cove has been purring for days at the sight of his bond mark alone, so you can't complain.

#sugar-omi kinktober #sugar omi kinktober #kinktober #olba #our life: beginnings & always #cove holden #cove holden x reader #smut #cove holden smut #cove x mc #cove x reader #cove our life #cove holden x mc #cove holden x reader smut #our life smut #cove holden x mc smut

[iisasarcasticlittleshite]

My favorite headcanon is that all the obey me brothers secretly love being the little spoon, no one but beel and asmo will admit it 

I cannot thank you enough for sending this in! You're wonderful! I dunno if this is the direction you thought I'd take this in but hey, I wrote something! Thank you so much Annon!

Mammon may not admit it, but his dreams will.

Ever since a certain...incident, your first has become acutely aware of just how mortal you are, and though he does his best not to be overbearing, the images he witnessed rise up in his dreams sometimes.

So, he ends up crawling into your bed at the most obscene hours, or just stealing you to his own, which always starts out the same way, Mammon will pull himself into your chest, resting his ear over your heartbeat until he falls asleep, at which point, he won't stop wriggling until he ends up as the little spoon.

If you so much as whisper about it, he'll deny it and call you delusional, but that's fine, you're content with knowing you get to curl up around your sweet demon and guard him from his nightmares when he needs you.

He'll still never ask you to spoon though, these days you just hug him whenever he looks like he needs one.

Now Leviathan, you'd have an easier time talking a mountain into moving. I think out of all his brothers, he manages to be the least direct about his preferences.

He loves you, have no doubt of that, but most of the time you have to glean what it is he'd like from a few sputtered anime references. Coincidentally, an anime marathon was precisely when you decided to see if your hunch was correct.

On the bean bag you'd bought for his room, you snuggled into his side as you started episode...fifteen? No, seventeen of some anime with an obscene amount of hours to catch up on.

Levi blushed crimson, but didn't stop you. He was running on three hours of sleep...for a week, even a demon's eyes were hard to keep open after that.

He started blinking slowly, leaning further and further into you as he drifted off.

He woke up the next morning, to episode thirty mid-way through, and your chest pressed to his back. Whether you had done it on purpose or not, he was relieved as he cuddled further back into you, feeling your breath fan his neck as he fell asleep again.

Once the pact is made, Beelzebub lays all his cards on the table. The avatar of gluttony is nothing if not honest. It took you a second to process his request to be the little spoon during one of your cuddle sessions, namely because he's just so damn big, but he's also a puppy-hearted sweetheart, so you couldn't refure.

He loves it when you drape your leg over his, drawing random patterns on his hip or chest with your fingers. The sweetheart practically purred when you pressed little kisses to the back of his neck.

Occasionally though, he does like to switch it up, turns around to look at your face and nuzzle into your hair, lips lingering on your forehead as he folds you into his arms.

Beel is just painfully good at cuddling, no matter what position. Letting him be the little spoon turns out to be the perfect way to spoil your big sweetheart.

Of course Asmoedeus is the little spoon, he loves to feel your warmth slowly seep into the satin layers of his clothes, loves the way your hands wander so innocently.

You're not after his soft skin, or whatever bragging rights come with pleasuring the avatar of lust, you're just here, breathing in the scent of his warm skin and humming mindless tunes as you drift off, loving having him pressed against you, simply for the fact that he's there, he's yours.

Honestly, Asmo thinks you're selfish as any demon, hoarding his beauty all to yourself, basking leisurely in it as though assure that you'd always have time like this.

He smiles when you rug his tummy affectionately, touching him just for the sake of it. Yes, you are a selfish, possessive human, keeping him all to yourself.

A shame then, that Asmo doesn't feel the need to correct you.

Getting Satan to cuddle at all took some time. He didn't see the point at first, why position yourself to sleep and then...not? He could be using the time to read.

The first time he got close to cuddling was when he let you sit between his legs while he was reading, you with your own book or your DDD to keep you occupied.

Simply sharing space with you, feeling your breath rise and fall against his chest...he thought he'd rather like to be in your position, his head pillowed on your chest as he read, or better yet, as you read to him.

He thought he was being clever when he convinced you to assume the position without using the word "cuddle", and you continue to let him think that even though you've glimpsed his search history for cuddle positions.

The avatar of wrath nested against your chest, and for the first ten minutes, he really was reading, but then he felt your breath under his head, heard your heart beating under his ear, and the second he let his concentration break, he was out like a light.

He woke up with his head pillowed on your arm, your steady breath fanning his ear, your body cocooning his, and he thought to himself: this cuddling thing is rather nice.

Now, one would think Belphegor would be an expert, but he never stays awake long enough to cuddle, so discovering that he actually likes to be a little spoon was a complete accident.

You'd had a rough day, were half-asleep when you got home and somehow ended up at the twins' room instead of Lucifer's, where you'd been heading to drop off some work.

You saw Belphie sleeping there, and immediately decided that you had no more head for working. You dumped your bag on the floor by the door and crawled basically on top of the sleeping demon, wrapping your arms around him and burying your face in his soft hoodie.

Belphie wouldn't wake up until Beel came looking for you, at which point the youngest twin decided the way you were clinging to him meant you'd had a hell of a day and insisted you be left to use the Avatar of Sloth as your personal body pillow.

The reality is, Belphie may not be particularly fussed about spooning, but he makes an incredible little spoon.

This might be an unpopular opinion, but I think Lucifer actually hands the reins over to you more often than most people think.

He is chronically in control, all the damn time, so he won't ever ask you to take care of him, but he's quietly delighted when you do so of your own volition.

So, when he needs to get some decent fucking sleep but tries to get out of bed after only a thirty minute "power nap" you spoon him, violently.

You wrap both arms and legs around him and squeeze like a compression blanket, sometimes you'll even lay on top of him and take pointed, slow, deep breaths.

Lucifer will never admit it, hell he might even try and push you away and complain that he has work to do and you're being an distraction, but through that lecture, you'll notice the tension in him melting away.

His words will slow down, and you ease your grip to run your fingers through his hair as the subject switches to something menial, an outing with Diavolo, new tea he tried, a bottle of Demonus he's been saving for a special occasion, with you.

When he stops talking, you start humming, softly, quietly, and before you know it, he's fast asleep, unmoving and quiet, only his long, fluttering lashes speak of the dreams you coaxed him into.

#obey me #obey me x mc #obey me brothers x mc #obey me hcs #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan x mc #obey me satan x mc #obey me asmodeus x mc #obey me beel x mc #obey me belphegor #brothers x mc #fluff

[timeslugarts]

Could I have vox x reader but the reader is like his secretary?(if not totally fine!)

-💜 anon(I think thad how you do it I'm not sure honestly)

VOX X SECRETARY 💜Anon

Hi! I really hope you enjoy this!

It was a demanding job, long hours, bitchy coworkers, and the worst, most disgusting clientele you could think of. But the perks? God the perks made it so worth it.

Sleeping with the boss wasn't too bad either.

What can you say? You had a thing for power, and he was nothing if not powerful.

At first you noticed the small things, light touches to the back or shoulder, less workload than others, and the most important one, he didn't scream at you like he did the others.

On a random weekday you found a small gift box on your desk. It was a V-phone, the latest model. Something that only overlords like him could afford. It was preprogrammed with only one number on it.

His.

You decided to test the waters and send him a quick message.

Thank you for the phone sir.

His reply was almost immediate, like he'd been anxiously awaiting your response.

Anything for my favorite secretary.

It wasn't until a particular day where Vox had come in looking extra tired that you decided to bridge the gap a little.

Are you feeling alright sir?

A pause, God you hope you hadn't stepped too far.

Are you saying I look like shit?

Oh no, you had to fix that fast.

No! You look great as always, you just seem a little tired.

10 minutes had passed with no response. You might as well start packing your bags.

Come to my office.

Ah shit, this was it wasn't it?

You stood up from your desk, brushed the imaginary dust from your body and made your way into Vox's office. It was big and intimidating, screens everywhere monitoring everything. Keeping his ever watchful eye out.

His back was to you, but as soon as he heard you approach he swiveled in his chair.

"Do you want to get drinks?" He asked nonchalantly.

You gapped, this was unexpected. You were on the brink of tears and making a mental plan on where you were going to work next, now he was asking you out?

The silence dragged on, you were too stunned to speak.

"Or… not if that makes you uncomfortable." He started to look nervous, was this really happening? You had to respond!

"No!"

"No?"

"No, I mean yes!" You took a deep breath trying to settle your nerves. "I would love to get drinks."

Vox instantly perked up, but he tried to play it off cool. "Yeah Val has been getting on my ass about work and Velvette has been no help either, I need other friends." He rolled his eyes, which made you chuckle. Who knew the great and powerful Vees could have such mediocre problems?

Vox took you out to a bar somewhere in the Lust Ring, it had a private booth in the back so no one would know you were back there. From there everything fell into place like perfect puzzle pieces, the two of you chatting all night long. Vox complained mostly about Val and work and some radio demon guy. And you told him about coworkers, and your skeezy landlord, who you were sure was stealing your shit when you were gone.

The next day he moved you into a private apartment in the Vee tower, close to his. You're pretty sure he also killed the landlord, but you didn't look into it.

The two of you continued your little hangouts, first it was monthly, and then weekly, and sure enough you were going to his place watching movies and snuggling.

You still kept it professional though, no one could know about your little secret. That wouldn't stop you from grabbing each other any second you were alone. Or teasing each other during more public moments. The two of you were happy, cuddled in a cocoon away from the rest of the world. The rest of Hell.

#vox x oc #vox x reader #vox #hazbin vox #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader