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amaya-writes · 8 months

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You Call Them After A Nightmare Of Them Obey Me Edition

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Notes: I miss Obey Me and I recently used this prompt for another fandom so I decided to just make this a series and do it for every fandom. Will make another part with the other 4.

Warnings: n/a just fluff, one of those rare moments where Lucifer is soft, many petnames from all, Mammon is panicky, calls you princess n stuff, kinda wanted a funny scene for Levi so that's what I went with, also panicky

Characters involved: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan

Gender-neutral reader, you/yours

Lucifer

"What is it, love?"

He picked up on the first ring. Of course, Lucifer did.

In your panicked daze you hadn't exactly considered what to say to Lucifer had he picked up your call. You just wanted to hear his voice, to know that he was okay and probably holed up in his office again sifting through paperwork.

But how could you actually tell him that?

"Oh- um- it's nothing, sorry I'm bothering you."

The soft scratch of pen against paper previously hung in the background of the call but Lucifer's hand seemed to come to a stop at the sound of your voice.

"You're crying."

It wasn't a question, but a statement that made your previous tears resurface.

"It's nothing."

"Love-"

"I swear, it's nothing you don't have to-"

"I'll be there soon, and I expect an explanation when I get there."

Lucifer cut the call even before you could think of an excuse. The sharp beep of the call ending made you sigh as you attempted to fix up your appearance, but the avatar of pride showed up at your door just as you contemplated washing your face.

He looked livid, to say the least.

But you couldn't find it in yourself to care, not when the only thought echoing through your mind was that Lucifer was here, and safe.

The fact that he looked ready to murder anyone who dared bring his beloved to tears was irrelevant.

"What happened?"

His voice took on a tender tone you would rarely hear from someone like Lucifer. The sound was enough to almost have you balling again, but you reared in your emotions for the sake of his sanity.

"I had a nightmare about you. I know it sounds so extremely stupid and I'm sorry I pulled you away from work but I told you not to come and-"

A sliver of a smile ghosted his lips as Lucifer ran a gloved hand through his hair. He seemed relieved at your words- a reaction you certainly hadn't expected.

However, he switched back to his usual seriousness the second he plopped down on the bed beside you.

"Do you know how many nights I've awoken in a cold sweat after nightmares of losing you?"

A shaky gasp left his lips as he spoke. Lucifer looked almost scared. An emotion you would never associate with the all-powerful demon before you. The mere sight made you instinctively caress his gloved hand in yours as Lucifer continued.

"Honestly, dear, I feel somewhat satisfied you care for me enough to harbour similar fears."

"You didn't think I love you?"

Hw turned to you at the question, slightly shaking his head as he replied.

"I didn't realise how much."

"Oh, Luci."

His nose wrinkled at the endearing nickname, but you didn't allow him a moment to respond as you quickly climbed into his lap.

"I love you, Lucifer. I don't think I've ever loved anyone as much, and I don't think I ever can. And the thought of losing you, no matter how bizarre, makes me feel like I'm losing a part of myself."

You leaned in as you spoke, dropping small pecks on his warm cheeks dusted pink.

"I know we don't do this often, because we don't have to. But I need you to know I'm just as hopelessly smitten by you as you are by me."

"I find that very hard to believe, darling."

Lucifer leaned forward to rest his forehead against yours, taking a moment to drop kisses of his own on your face and swipe at the remanents of your tears.

"Next time, just come to me. At whatever hour, whatever day- if you need me I'm yours, love."

It was rare to see such a soft side of the notorious avatar of pride, his words causing butterflies to swarm in your stomach as Lucifer leaned in for a slow, tender kiss.

Come morning your beloved demon would go back to his strict Tsundere ways, reserving his sweet words and touches for moments that mattered most.

But you were fine with that, because this was Lucifer. Your Lucifer. The demon you had come to love for all his quirks and flaws.

The demon who loved you just as much, even if he rarely expressed it.

Mammon

The soft rings echoing through your room helped provide you some semblance of comfort, however, they could do nothing to quell the anxiety eating away at your psyche.

He was fine. It was just a dream.

Mammon was immortal. He had lived for hundreds of years, he was strong, stronger than most and he couldn't be killed so easily. You knew that, but- but after witnessing that awful, revolting nightmare you couldn't help but rethink those facts.

Because what if?

What if you woke up one day in this God awful Devildom to find yourself robbed of the only being who kept you going?

What if one day your number one demon, your world, your rock, your immortal and incredibly endearing thief of a boyfriend who stole your heart and soul and everything that came with it- was gone?

What if?

The question made you feel like emptying your stomach's contents on your bedroom floor, but thankfully, a familiar voice drafted through the air just as you were about to hurl.

"You finally wanna join me dont ya?"

Mammon!

You could barely hear his voice over the sound of the pounding music playing at whatever gambling den he had snuck out to that night, but there was no mistaking your favourite demon's cocky voice.

You almost screamed in relief at his familiar carefree tone, or you would have if you could just stop the sobs tumbling from your lips the second he spoke.

"Princess? Hey baby what's wrong?"

The thinly laced concern in his voice only served to worsen your mood, your sorrow quickly turning to guilt as you realised how stupid you were acting.

Mammon barely got nights out with Lucifer always keeping a close eye on him and Asmo, and the one night the two brothers decide to go out and party you ruin it with your nightmares.

Stupid, useless, human. The words echoed through your mind, forcing you to hastily reach for your phone and end the call.

You should have known your decision would only make matters much worse, but at the time you just wanted to hide under your covers and run away from the world.

Mammon was safe, and that was enough for now. You could deal with the rest later.

"Which bastard in this damned house hurt my baby?!"

Mammon's yell pierced through the dead halls of the House of Lamentation, jolting you out of your light slumber.

It was a good thing this was one of those rare nights when Lucifer was with Diavolo and Satan chose to party with Asmo, for if the three were at home you would be facing a much more embarrassing situation.

You contemplated leaving your bed to chastise Mammon, but the demon in question threw open your bedroom door just as you sat up in your sheets.

"There you are, treasure. Hey-"

He must have noticed the tear tracks staining your cheeks due to the hallway light, since Mammon quickly shut the door and joined you on the bed a second later.

"What's wrong?"

One of his hands almost automatically shifted to cup your cheek and turn you to him, the gesture causing your tears to resurface. But this time they were out of happiness.

How were you so lucky to find a demon like Mammon?

"Nothing um- I had a nightmare of you and- look I know it's stupid ok I'm sorry you can go back if you want."

"You really think THE great Mammon would leave his baby crying in your bed in the middle of the night?"

You couldn't help the scoff that left your lips at his response. His familiar mannerisms helped eliminate your previous fears, allowing you to collapse against Mammon's chest.

A surprised yelp left him at the sudden gesture, but Mammon still wrapped his arms around you to pull your form further against him. He shifted the two of you under the sheets a moment later, his arms never leaving you even as he moved.

His leather jacket was awfully uncomfortable to lean against, and he smelled of Demonus and his usual cologne strong enough to seep into your sheets.

The two of you would probably wake up with aching sides if you cuddled through the night, and he would spend the morning complaining about not washing off the glitter Asmo dusted on his eyes, which would also stain your pillows.

There were a lot of issues with your current position. But you couldn't find it in yourself to care.

Mammon was here. Beside you, in your arms with his heart beating softly to the sound of your breaths. And that was what mattered to you the most.

Leviathan

You knew he would never answer the call this late.

Levi was known for staying up through the night to spend hours gaming or streaming a new anime. His phone was almost always left on silent, something that Lucifer would constantly chastise the Otaku for.

Yet, as you shivered under your covers with the remnants of your nightmare clinging to your psyche, you couldn't help but hope Levi would defy all odds and just pick up the damn phone.

An annoyed groan left your lips as you shuffled further under your covers. Tears clung to your lash-line, but you refused to let them fall.

He was fine. It was just a nightmare, that was all.

Leviathan. Was. Fine.

"God, Levi, please pick up!"

Your frustrated cry echoed through your cold bedroom, but the only response was another series of rings from your phone.

After trying a final time you found yourself hopelessly collapsing against your pillows just as the first few tears slipped to your cheeks.

Most percieved Leviathan as the introverted Otaku who wasn't nearly as problematic as his brothers, but his position in the army ensured Levi had gathered his fair share of enemies over the years.

It wasn't often that he was called on duty, but when he was you always found your heart clenching in trepidation.

You couldn't lose Levi. It didn't matter if it was simply your dreamland—the mere thought of never seeing your purple-haired love again almost made you race through the halls of the House of Lamentation to seek solace in his arms.

But he was busy, and it was almost three am. And your stupid nightmares would probably seem childish and annoying to an immortal demon like Levi. Which was why as much as you hated it, you couldn't do anything but fall back asleep.

The familiar feeling of a certain demon's tail caressing your face made you hum in comfort. Your previous anxiety ebbed away, allowing your sleep-ridden mind to calm down and overcome the effects of your nightmares.

Only Levi could have that effect on you. Levi, who was supposed to be couped up in his room right now.

The thought made you snap your eyes open to sleepily stare at the demon standing above your bed.

A sharp shriek echoed through your room a second later, the sound causing a small smile to grace your lips as you tugged on Levi's sweater to pull him under the sheets with you.

"What- hey what is up with you!"

Levi sounded more pouty than annoyed, his tone making it clear he had noticed the tear tracks no doubt running down your cheeks.

The two of you remained silent like that for a while, with Levi awkwardly rubbing your back while you tried to get rid of the aftermaths of your nightmare.

"You okay?"

You considered explaining the situation to him, but you were too tired and instead settled on a vague reply.

"I am now."

"Oh. Guess that means I can't go back to-" you whacked his chest even before he could finish, eliciting another yelp.

"Ok, ok- I won't leave."

A pleasant hum left your lips at his reply, allowing you to happily collapse against his chest yet again. This time, however, you could feel Levi wrapping his arms around you.

Your night might have started off with a rough start, but at least you got a rare cuddle session from Levi.

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yourlocalstranger123 · 1 year

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What if MC is just really blunt and just decides one day to ask their fav brother if they can touch their tiddies (pecs)?

(Im talking about Obey me, just in case you’re a bit confused)

—Touch—

I'm not gonna do all the characters of obey me but if you do want me to write someone then tell me :)

And also idk what kind you wanted, like funny, fluff or something... I decided to uhh...you can just see by the warning.

Note: When I mean it's not safe for work [nsfw], I mean my work, so it's not like extreme smut, but yeah....

Reader talking lines are bold

Characters: Beel, Lucifer, Diavolo a little extra: Asmodeus

Note from me: honestly, idk if I should put where it's reverse too, but I decided not to.

Warning!⚠️ : NSFW [I REMEMBERED TO PUT A WARNING]

"Oh, Hey [name]. Do you need something?"

"Let me touch your tiddies— pecs."

Beel

He doesn't know what you mean. But once you explain it to him, he'll be a bit flustered but just give him food, and he's good to go.

"Uhm....it feels weird.."

Beel looks down to see your hands roaming around his tiddies— chest. He tries to stay still while focusing on his hamburger.

*squeeze*

"Hngh—!"

Beel shuts his eyes as your eyes widen in shock.

"Ah...sorry"

He looks away as he stuffs his mouth with the burger and just lets you continue what you desire. You kept teasing him as you slightly squeeze it again. He whined but didn't complain, but at least you are feeding him right now.

—nsfw under this—

He lays there shirtless as you kiss him. You tried pulling out from the kiss, but he hungrily chased for more. When he didn't feel your body on his, he whined, tugging your sleeve to come back to him. He made a pouty face which you couldn't resist. Beel could feel your hands slithering around his body, but you kept avoiding the most area he wanted you to touch the most!

He grabbed your wrist as you looked at him, seeing his eyes filled with tears from all the teasing. He led you to his sensitive chest and whimpered when you finally touched it. You started kissing his chest down to his V line as he started to drool. You put 2 fingers in front of his face, and when he came back to his senses, he opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out. Licking off the whip cream you put on your fingers.

You started to play with his chest as he arched his back, dizzy from the feeling of it. Playing with one and sucking on the other. You started grinding on his crotch as he squirmed. You held his leg down firmly as you continued, not long he came. As you tried to get off, he hugged you, Not letting go. You were about to tell him to let go until you looked back and saw his eyes filled with hunger of lust. This is gonna be a long night.

Thank you for the meal. [Joke]

Lucifer

"No." Honestly, what did you expect? And if you ask why....just say you'll get a scolding. It would take WEEKS to finally convince him. He only lets you lay your head on his chest when you both sleep. Of course, in your mind, you were gonna take this slow. But life had another mind. You and Lucifer were stuck in a closet.

Why? Well, Luci [nickname] had to go back to the school for work at night and you were also there but were chased by demons because you may or may not have just uh....angered them by your bluntness. You saw Luci in the hallway and pulled him into a room. He was about to protest and scold you of why you were here.

Until you covered his mouth, and he heard voices. You quickly held Lucifer and went into the closet. It didn't have much room, but Lucifer was so glad that it was dark, so you couldn't see his state right now. He looked away, blushing as your knee was between his legs, giving him support to stand up since his legs were getting weak.

As I said, it was dark, so when you moved your body around to be more comfortable, you accidentally put your hands on something. [His chest]

"Ahh!—..."

"..."

Yeah, after that, he did not talk to you for the whole week unless necessary.

And if he does have to talk to you, he will look at anything beside you, and if he does look at you, his face will become red as his memories remind him this moment.

—Nsfw—

"It's me, Lucifer [name]. May I come in....?"

As you let him in, he led you to your bed and shoved you on it. He grinded on your thigh as he hid his face on your shoulder. He shivered when you outlined his back and slowly slithered your hands under his shirt to take it off. You switch positions as he sat there, impatiently waiting for you to do something.

He wrapped his arms around your waist [even if his fingers ain't touching] tears coming from his eyes, wanting you to help him with the 'problem' you made a week ago. You soothed him, saying praises of how good he was. He tried covering his mouth to not let the lewd sounds coming from him out.

You held both of his hands with one and kissed him, muffling his moans and whimpers. You tugged his chest as he trembled. Still grinding on your thigh, trying to reach his climax. You rubbed his crotch as he whined. You got his hair out of the way to see his face all ruined from the pleasure you brought him, making you want to ruin him and his pride more.

Diavolo

Oh, he loved how you didn't care about him being the ruler of demons and still talk to him like a normal being. He would always give you hugs if you allow it and sometimes make you suffocate between his arms and chest by accident.

You and him were in his office as you helped him finish his papers and some papers of Lucifer because he needs a break. You finally finished the papers. You looked over to Diavolo. Seeing him still working, you went over to him and got some of his papers. He tried to protest that you already did enough for him, but he tripped. As you tried to catch him, you fall with him because of the sudden impact and guess where your hand went?

If you guess his soft and squishy chest, then you're right. You also did an accidental experimental squeeze. Couldn't blame you since you were suffocating by you know what and could not see. He apologized, seeing him so stressed that you wanted to help him. Of course....in a different way.

—nsfw—

"A- ah....this..feels new"

You chuckled, him trying to cover his face and biting his lips to refrain from the unfamiliar sounds coming from him, drawing blood from his lips. His face was already red when you blunty said how you were gonna help him in another way instead of papers.

He never knew a human could make a ruler of all demons tremble with a single touch. You teased him by only lightly touching him, whispers sweet nothings in his ears, and ignoring his pleas. He didn't expect to be so desperate for your touch, but here he is. Begging for you.

You warned him to quiet down that Barbatos could come in any second. You used this chance to tease him that maybe he wants him to come in on you guys doing unholy things. He whined, snuggling onto your shoulder as you continued playing with his chest. You lowered down, making him unexpectedly arch his back when you started sucking on it.

This was definitely gonna be a fun night for you two.

A small extra:

Asmodeus would probably love and be a little shy when you say praises of his beauty and etc. [I told you it was a small extra]

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helplesslypurple77 · 8 months

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Day 9- Dazai/Reader with promt Wet Dream

Notes: this is partly inspired by this wonderful ChuuAtsu fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/13091097

You know, when I write my reader characters, they usually end up not like me at all, but for some reason this Reader ended up like a little too much like me. also no actual sex guys, just dream sex, sorry

There are hands on you. Big hands, tugging at your clothes, desperately, hotly. You want to laugh at him, at his urgent attitude, but you feel the same. Your hands are just as desperate, tangled in that familiar brown hair, that insufferable smirk curved across his face. You hate him, but you never want him to let you go.

“I knew it, you secretly liked me all along.” You despise that voice, it's cocky and arrogant. And you hate how it turns you on. You kiss him harder, trying to shut him up.

It works too, at first. He abandoned his previous task of making fun of you and instead devotes himself to absolutely ruining you, running his fingers through your hair and yanking your close, tugging at the buttons of your shirt. Each button undone represents your pride, falling apart, ruined by the man before you. He pulls away from your mouth, pressing bruising kisses to your neck, his tongue laving over the harsher bites.

“Hurry up Dazai.” Your voice is embarrassingly raspy, thick with lust as your head falls back, letting out a tiny embarrassing whimper. The man before you chuckles. “My my, impatient are we?” You hate how his teasing turns you on.

But he obeys, and a clever hand tweaks your nipple, pulling a moan deep out of your throat. You hate him, hate what he does to you.

Another hand is trailing lower now, drawing a sinful path down your front, leaving a hot trail of fire in its wake. It arrives at its goal, and he chuckles at what he finds there.

“You're so wet.” He sounds proud, the insufferable bastard. “And I thought you hated me.”

You glare through the pleasure. “Shut up—”

You interrupt your complaints with a moan as he plays with your pussy, slipping a finger into your twitching hole. You moan, embarrassed of the squelching sounds that give away your real feelings. His fingers are long, longer than yours and they stretch you out nicely as he adds another one, scissoring them and prying your hole open. A rough padded thumb draws circles on your clit, driving you closer and closer to insanity, to the edge of the metaphorical cliff.

“More, Osamu. Give me more.” You can feel his dick twitch in his pants at that name, and you take pride in the fact that he’s just as affected as you are.

“Yes, my Belladonna, I shall obey your every command.” You hate that stupid nickname, the one he gives to all the women he flirts with, but never gave to you. You hate how your heart clenches with happiness. He slips a third finger in and your back arches, moans tumbling out of your mouth at a higher frequency.

You grip his shoulders, one leg wrapped around his waist as his long fingers bring you closer and closer to the brink, your stubborn pride falling from you with every thrust of his fingers. And then, he finds it, that cushy spot that makes your back arch and you cum with a cry of his name.

“I love you, Osamu.”

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You wake with a strange feeling of dissatisfaction, as if you're missing something. A strange wanting feeling, a familiar aching in your gut that disappears with a good shower. You take your time getting ready, because even though you’re late you know someone will be later than you. And you refuse to leave into the world looking like a caveman. You style your hair, put on some everyday makeup and make some eggs and toast, trying the new strawberry jam Kenji gave you.

It's not until you're locking the door to the dorms behind you, purse in hand, that the dream suddenly rushes back into your brain. The hot steamy details and the worst part, the very last words.

‘I love you, Osamu’

Fuck, your screwed.

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The Detective Agency is hard at work when you step quietly through the door. You're offered the usual greetings, which you return with less than your usual enthusiasm, but if anyone notices, they don't say. You put your purse down, sitting at your desk between Atsushi and that damn Dazai, and pointedly ignore the latter man. You shoot Atsushi a smile however, you adore the boy.

“Morning Atsushi.” Atsushi shoots you a smile. “Morning Name, do you have the paperwork for yesterdays mission? Kunikida told me to make copies in case Dazai loses them again.”

“Yeah, thats a good idea.” You nod, handing over said papers with a smile. “He totally would to.” You and Atsushi share a smile as an indignant squawk sounds on your other side. “What are you implying! I'm being egregiously slandered. I would never lose anything important anyway.” You avoid looking at him entirely, not even granting him a response. Atsushi shoots you an odd look, but humors you with a sigh in Dazai’s direction. “Yes Dazai, we all know you would. Thanks for these Name.” He takes the papers away with a smile and you turn to your desk as the door slams behind him.

It's silent in the office, the sounds of typing and the beeping of Ranpo’s switch, and you're filling out reports for lost dogs when a familiar bandaged hand comes into your vision.

“Nameeee~ why are you avoiding meee~” You can feel the blush creeping up the back of your neck, and flashes of those hands in a different context flash through your mind. You keep trying, not looking at him.

“I'm not ignoring you. I'm doing reports.” You type faster, taking out your embarrassment on your computer.

“No, see? You won't even look at me.” Infuriatingly, the man simply does not leave you alone. You sigh, maybe if you focus on how infuriating your find him you can survive without thinking of that dream again, and those stupid fucking words.

Your turn, glancing at him. “No, see, I'm looking at you.” And of course, this proved to be a huge mistake. Dazai’s handsomeness, it's always been obvious. But most of the people in the armed detective agency are handsome, for some reason. So to you it's always been easy to ignore. But now, you can't ignore it any more. The sun is pouring through the windows, casting a golden glow on his brown hair, highlighting the thousands of colored strands all blending together into brown. It highlights his eyes too, turning that brown transparent and beautiful, shining in the light. He’s wearing that stupid outfit as usual, but he’s hung his coat over the edge of the chair, and rolled his sleeves up and his delicate hands are on display. Damn those stupid sexy hands with their long fingers and blue veins. Damn Dazai and his stupid sexyness. You hate him for it.

Worse however, are his lips. Because as soon as you look at them all you can think about is that dream, how he devoured your kisses, how he worshiped your neck. And now he’s biting them, drawing his teeth across them and leaving little indents across his top lip. You want to kiss them away.

Unknown to you, Dazai’s having his own little problems. You look at him, and you blink slowly, giving him the most dangerous pair of fuck me eyes he’s ever seen. You always look pretty, but now it's three times worse. The sun is highlighting you, and you glow like a goddess, coming down to slay the foolish mortals who worship her. He can imagine you as a goddess. Dressed in robes that hug your curves with every step, punishing the foolish mortals who desire her impurely. Demanding they worship you. He would gladly fall beneath your feet and worship you. Let you sit on his face and smother him with your thighs and pussy. He would beg for it.

And your eyes are begging him to lean forward and kiss you, to selfishly steal the breath from your lungs, to take you on this very desk right here. He could imagine that too. Your pretty form bent over a desk, papers and office supplies falling to the floor as he fucks you. Your face twisted in pleasure as you screamed his name. His name, and only his. He swallows, wetting his throat and biting his lip. He cant breath, and he feels arousal start in his gut.

“Can you guys stop eye fucking each other and get back to work? Kunikida looks like he’s ready to burst a blood vessel.” Ranpo startles you out of your staring, and you turn with a glare at the older detective. “Im not eye fucking him. What are you even talking about?” Dazai jumps in rather halfheartedly. “I mean i could understand if you were eye fucking me, i am very handsome arent i.” You want to smack him. Instead you turn to your desk and resume your reports. Your mother always said violence was never the answer.

But you’ve learned your lesson. From now on, you will do your best to avoid Dazai Osamu, lest you make a mistake you will regret.

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Over the next few days you learned something important. Avoiding Dazai Osamu proved to be an impossible task. Because for some reason, Kunikida insisted on putting the two of you together for missions. For reasons unknown he had somehow decided that the two of you worked fabulously well together and to pair you on every mission so forth.

And honestly a You from a different day might actually agree. It actually made sense. You were a combat focused Gifted, and Dazai was not. You were hardworking and followed directions and Dazai did neither. You wouldn't wander off the flirt with every woman who looked his way and Dazai would. Although, for some reason his serial flirting had stopped recently, and you hoped it was done for good.

But, the You of today, who wanted to avoid this man were being thwarted at every turn, by Kunikida of all people. You had bribed Ranpo silent, because you were certain he knew about The Dream™, with a limited edition cake you bribed off Kyouka. And you were sure that after you avoided Dazai for a while you would eventually forget about The Dream™ and this stupid crush you had developed. But you weren't even given that privilege, because after One Day™, of avoiding him you were promptly put together on every mission, be it a missing dog or an actual fight. It was like you were joined at the hip.

And here you were today, joining Ranpo on a murder case because you were assigned to go with Ranpo and then Dazai had made a fuss and said he wanted to go because, and you're directly quoting here, ‘hot policewomen’. That boiled your blood for numerous reasons. So here you are, standing behind Ranpo as he argued with the police, glaring at the man beside you.

“Why are you mad anyway?” Dazai whisper hisses at you. You're standing in the lobby of the police office. Minuro happened to be out today, and the replacement police chief, Chief Sugawara, seemed oddly hesitant to let Ranpo solve the case. You side glare at him, whispering right back. “Why did you have to come? And all for some hot police women.” There aren't even any women present, for some reason. You guess they have better things to do than argue with a bunch of detectives. And you're all for women. You know how the saying goes, ‘women support women until women stop supporting women’ but you hate to admit your glad. You would really dislike watching Dazai flirt with another pretty woman. It would hurt you more than you wanted to admit.

It kept you up at night. Embarrassing thoughts like: ‘why doesn't he flirt with me, he flirts with them.’ soon arrived at: ‘i guess i'm not pretty enough to be flirted with.’ that just added to your growing insecurity with your looks. You hated that he had that power over you. You hated that you allowed him to have that power over you.

(You see, reader, you were so deep down in your own delusions, that you missed the signs. The looks men, and women gave you. Looks of awe, even just stares of admiration. The flirting that you dismissed as pleasantries, even Dazai’s lingering stares and rather obvious feelings. But I put it in for story reasons so just bear it for now.)

And so, here you were, forced to stand against the wall of the police department, bored out of your mind and still a little too reminded of The Dream™, because for some reason, you had been plagued by wet dreams for a few days now. And it was odd, while the first one seemed(as embarrassing as it was) thoroughly of your own creation, the others started not resembling anything you would like. Also, last night Dazai had been replaced by some guy you didn't even know? And the night before that it was the President. Now, the President was a handsome man, sure, but you had never even thought of him that way in passing, so something odd was going on for sure.

And then, the Armed Detective Agency had received today's job. A request that stood out to you as soon as you read it. Apparently, people were dying mysteriously in the middle of the night. And, you're literally never going to believe this, apparently most of them had reported Wet Dreams the nights before to their close friends. So yeah, you had quickly volunteered. Strangely enough, a few people in the detective Agency, namely Atsushi and Naomi, had reported strange dreams.(Atsushi with extremely flushed cheeks and Naomi with, ehem, interesting details about finding it strange that the dream wasn't about her brother. Atsushi hadn’t mentioned anyone, but had said there were a few different people.)

Ranpo had been specifically requested, and the police dept had asked for a combat oriented Gifted, and so here you are. But Dazai had insisted on going along, for reasons unknown. Minoru had been the requester, but when you had arrived a worried police officer had quickly informed you that Minoru was out and Chief Sugawara didn't want ‘some private eye’ taking charge of the case. You wondered, for the thousandths time, why most police officers had a similar outtake on this. You assumed pride.

You hear Ranpo’s prideful laughter, and he joins you with Chief Sugawara. You assume he’s done proving his worth, anyway.

“So, how’d it go? We on the job?” You retuck a strand of hair behind your ear. Ranpo nods. “Oh course, Chief Sugawara came to realize that he was better off with a master detective on this job, and happily succeeded the case to me.”

Chief Sugawara, a grumpy looking man in his mid forties, sighs. “I wouldn't say happily, but this cast has been bothering us, so we’ll welcome your help.” He starts walking down the hallway, and you and Dazai follow him and Ranpo into a small room. It's an odd room, almost empty with a small cot in the corner and a chair beside it. Windows stream sunlight into the room. The door shuts behind Chief Sugawara with a resounding slam.

“So, I already know who the guy is, but I got some bad news.” Ranpo leans against the wall, unwrapping a lollipop he pulled from god knows where. “His ability allows him to infiltrate dreams and take any form. He then extracts sexual energy and kills them.”

“Ok…” Dazai draws out the word. “So let's get the dude.”

“We can't.” Chief Sugawara jumps in, letting out a long suffering sigh. “He doesn't actually have a physical form anymore. He’s dead.”

Confused silence falls. Ranpo sighs. “I'll elaborate for your poor minds. The man actually died a couple years ago. But his ability allows him to live on in the population's consciousness.” Ranpo says. “And he thinks that if he extracts enough life energy he can have a body again. He’s essentially living on through his ability right now.”

“Ok, so how do we get him?” You have a feeling you know, but you ask anyway in case you're actually wrong. Ranpo smirks, and in that moment you know that your hunch was right.

“Remember how earlier at the meeting you said that you’ve been having weird dreams as well?” You nod, avoiding Dazai’s eyes. “Well, it's obvious you're his next target. So, the plan is that you go to sleep and as soon as he arrives Dazai will neutralize the ability, therefore ‘killing’ it.”

Yep, you knew it. You sigh. As much as you really, really, really don't want to do this, it seems like a good plan. Just embarrassing. Chief Sugawara runs a hand through his messy brown hair. “So Miss, are you willing to do this for us? You are definitely not required to.”

You nod, sitting down on the cot with a weary, weary, sigh. “Yeah, I'll do it.” A rare smile makes its way across Chief Sugawara’s face, and he hands you a small pill. “A sleeping pill.” He says, as Ranpo begins to drag him out of the room.

“Wait Ranpo, how will Dazai know when to neutralize it.” Ranpo smirks, pushing Chief Sugawara out of the door. “Oh, he’ll know. And Name? Tell him to take another form, maybe the President again, and not your crush ok? No distractions.” And with that he leaves, slamming the door behind you. You are left alone, with Dazai. You swallow the pill with the water they gave you in relative awkward silence. Dazai pulls the chair up beside the cot, a weird smile painted across his face.

“So, name, I hear you have a crush?” You really can't believe you're here, having a discussion with your crush about your crush. You sigh. “Yeah, I guess. It's embarrassing.” You grimace that makes its way across his face as you lay down, but his face is back to a smile as you feel your vision waver.

“Dazai?” You say before you slip away. “Yes, Bella?”

“Don't leave me alone please.” He smiles. “I won't Belladonna.”

‘He called me Belladonna.’ Is the last thought you have before you slip away.

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The scene you step into is familiar. The Armed Detective Agency office. Its evening, golden hour light slides through the windows, painting the floor with sunset colores. And, waiting for you with open arms is, of course, the President. You should just wait for Dazai to get rid of him, but you really want to see the limits of his ability. You hatch a mischievous plan. The Not President shoots you a very out of character smirk. “Ready for some of that good good lovin’ babygirl?” You almost choke.

“I dont want to fuck the President.” You say, sitting down on the edge of someone’s desk. “I don't even have a crush on him, why would you choose him?”

The Not President shrugs. “He’s hot, and subconsciously you would totally fuck him. But whatever.” the figure shifts and morphs, and another familiar figure is standing before you. “Ranpo? Really?”

“Fine” The scenery changes now, and you're in an unfamiliar office with a familiar 5 ‘3 redhead standing before you.

“Nope. I dont like short men.”

Not Chuuya shrugs. “You sure Darlin? All his height went somewhere else…”

“No.”

“Fine, your call.” A flash, and you're in another office. You shake your head.

“Definitely not Mori.”

The scenery shifts again, and you're floating in an odd golden ball with only a bed. A man is standing before you. He looks a little like Mori’s long lost cousin.

You sigh. “I don't even know this guy.”

“And?” The man’s voice is accented, russian maybe.

“Just change it, it's my dream.”

The scenery shifts again, and now you're in the very room you're sleeping in right now. And advancing towards you, because of course, is Dazai.

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You look pretty while you're sleeping. And you're not moving, and that means you're not avoiding him. Dazai hates that you’re avoiding him, and you're also apparently having sex dreams about the president, while all of his dreams have been plagued by you in various states of undress for a long time. But, Dazai can admit the dream guy is obviously not affecting him, all of his dreams are clearly of his own creation, and not constant.

You've plagued his dreams for a while now, ever since he realizes he had a small(massive) crush on you. In the beginning those dreams were innocent. You would hold his hand, tell him you loved him and maybe plant a kiss chaste kiss on his lips. But then, the Armed Detective Agency took a small vacation to the beach, for some reason.

He spent that day throwing sand at Kunikida and spending an unhealthy amount of time staring at you in that stupid skimpy bathing suite. It was truly a blessing and a curse because while he gotta see it, so did every other person on the beach that day. That night, the first of the dreams came. You, riding him in the very swimsuit on an empty beach, looking radiant and devastating a top him. He woke up guilty and hard that morning, and decided to take a long, cold, shower instead of dealing with it himself, because again, he was a little guilty. That had been the first of many, many dirty dreams.

But of course you're apparently spending your sex dreams with the president instead of him, because life is unfair. And Dazai knows deep down that he doesnt deserve you, he knows that very well, but he still hopes. And hope is a cruel, unfair thing.

You start twisting on the cot, your lips parting in something like a whimper. Dazai stands at attention, waiting for some kind of sign for him to use No Longer Human. But then, the moans start.

Dazai almost chokes, gripping the side of the chair tightly because of course you would moan, and of corse Ranpo decided to subject him to this devine torture. And of course he decided to throw a fit today to come with you because he loved you and he didn't want you to avoid him anymore. Because now, he knows what your moans sound like. He’s never going to be able to look at you the same again. And now he has more wet dream fodder, like he needed anymore.

“Oh, oh feels so good~”

He’s going to die, he’s hard. He’s going to hell. He’s going to burn in hell and all because he’s a horn dog.

“Mmm, so, so good.”

You're twisting in bed, and Dazai wonders if he should use No Longer Human. He probably should, right?

“So good Osamu, treat me so good~” Dazai chokes. And grips your hand, activating No Longer Human. His mind is in shambles as the moans stop, because you just said his name.

And then one more fatal sentence escapes your mouth. “No, don't go ‘samu. I love you.” And then, you open your eyes.

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It's late by the time you and Dazai start walking back home. After you had woken up the station had been abuzz with activity. You had been made to submit a mission report, reporting on what had happened in the dream world. Well most of it anyway. And Dazai is yanked away from you for other reports. It had been odd, honestly. When you had woken up he had been holding your hand, the light of No Longer Human still fading around you, with a shell shocked expression carved across his face.

The man of the hour clears his throat as you arrive as the Agency dorms, stopping you before as you unlock your door.

“Um, Name.” He looks uncharacteristically unsure, like he’s weighing his words. “I have something to tell you.”

You nod, fiddling with your keys. “What's up?” He’s wringing his hands, and this is all very strange and out of character. He clears his throat again.

“Well, I was wondering if you might want to go out to dinner with me.”

You frown. “With the Agency? You should ask Kunikida, he’s in charge of scheduling and stuff like that, not me.”

“No.” Dazai looks almost timid. “As a date. I like–no, I love you.”

You drop your keys in shock. “What? Is this a joke? Because it's not funny.”

“No.”

You shake your head, pinching yourself subtly. You literally have to be still dreaming now. But no, it hurts a lot. Dazai is still standing before you, trying to hide that unsure look with his usual smirk of confidence. It's failing, miserably.

“So, do you want to? Because i can understand if you don't, i—

You shut him up with a kiss. “Yes, I'd love to.” You say when you finally pull away. Still gripping his cheeks between your hands. Dazai smiles, a real genuine smile and dives back for another kiss.

End Notes: Dazai is a dramatic whore. He talks like me. Definitely a former theater kid right there. Also at some point in this fic i start drastically overusing the trademark™ sign, and i love it and it's so fun. Also the cloud ☁ emoji is so cute.

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another-lost-mc · 8 months

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Imagine calling leviathan levia-chan lol

nicknames | leviathan x reader

0.5k words | nsfw | gn!reader

cw: flustered otaku hours (and smut)

Want to distract him during a game?

“That blue shell wasn’t very nice, Levia-chan,” you complain with an exaggerated pout.

His head spins towards you and he drops his controller in shock. He sputters awkwardly at the nickname as his cheeks burn beet-red, and you pretend not to notice when your character on-screen crosses the finish line in first place. You hum happily and offer him the controller for a rematch. He snatches the controller back but keeps glancing at you from the corner of his eye until it’s time to go downstairs for dinner. You don’t call him that name again.

(Yet.)

Or tease him just to see how flustered he gets?

"Hey! Stop teasing Levia-chan," you grumble, glaring at his brothers who are having too much fun teasing him. You drape your arms over his shoulders and lean your weight against his back.

Even though you hook your chin over his shoulder, you're completely oblivious to the way Levi's eyes widen at your very sudden physical contact. His brothers stare with both of you with shared expressions of amusement, confusion, and just a hint of jealousy.

Well, they can be jealous all you want—they're not the ones you want to cuddle with in a bath tub.

"Come on," you urge him with a gentle tug on his hoodie. "Let's go finish watching our movie upstairs."

And let's be real, you can call him anything in bed and he'll love you for it.

"Mmm—oh, I can feel you twitching inside me, baby," you coo, smiling despite your breathlessness. You tilt your head back, your breathy chuckle fading into a wanton moan when he jerks upward suddenly and the blunt tip of his cock grazes that sweet spot inside you. His fingers dig into your hips and you're certain there'll be bruises tomorrow, but you like that—and so does he.

"Y-you're so tight," he whines, eyes clenched shut while he tries to draw out his release longer by not looking at you, but it's a lost cause.

Your brace your hands on his chest for leverage and roll your hips, grinding against him and sinking down onto his cock as deep as you can take him. Your slick, warm walls squeeze him relentlessly and neither of you can last much longer at this pace. He shakes his head against the damp pillow and bites his lip to stifle the pathetic groans bubbling in his chest and punctuating the obscene, wet squelch of your body sucking his cock inside you.

"Cum for me, Levia-chan," you whisper, rolling the cutesy nickname around your mouth with your tongue and savoring the way he responds to it. You meet his erratic thrusts with your own when he moves with more vigor than before, desperately trying to please you and fill you up the way you want. His iron-grip on your body is the only thing that keeps you from bucking off him completely when he finally spills inside you with a wail. Your fluttering walls milk his cock dry while you ride out your own ecstasy.

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nanawritesit · 2 years

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Obey Me! Characters As Types of Couples You’d Be

A/N: No one requested this 🙃 But I couldn’t stop thinking about it while I was working at the coffee shop all day so here you go :)

Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Diavolo, Barbatos, Simeon, and Solomon

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Lucifer: The Old Married Couple

You two are the extremely established couple. Anyone who knows of your existence knows you’ve been together FOREVER

You have a perfect morning routine together that involves helping each other get dressed and cooking breakfast, and you guys get out the door on time every morning.

Everyone laughs at you for your duality. One minute you’ll be intensely arguing over who has to do the dishes, and the next you’re cuddling up to one another and kissing

You guys get on each other’s nerves a LOT

But you’ll always be each other’s rocks. At the end of the day, coming home and seeing him gives you so much comfort.

You can’t keep any secrets from each other, and why would you want to anyway? There’s nothing about you that he wouldn’t love

You’ll support each other through anything, and no matter what life throws at you, you always make it work ❤️

Mammon: The “Ride or Die” Couple

You’re the “most likely to survive a zombie apocalypse” pair.

Like if any of your friends could bring a couple to a back alley fight, they’d pick you.

You’re practically inseparable. Every time someone sees one of you, the other is soon seen tagging along behind them.

“Partners in crime” is your nickname from the brothers 💀

You always go on missions together, fiercely protecting one another against your enemies. You’d take a bullet for him any day and he’d do the same for you!

And it’s not just in physical fights either. If anyone ever dares to talk shit about you in front of him, he will tear them to shreds. Similarly, all the brothers know not to tease Mammon too much around you.

Leviathan: The Anti-Social Couple

People won’t see or hear from you for DAYS.

In fact if it weren’t for your couple twitch streams, they might assume you were dead 😀

Your friends know that if you aren’t given at least two weeks prior notice, you won’t be showing up to an event.

And early mornings? Yeah forget it. You two won’t untangle yourselves from each others’ arms until at least noon.

Which leads to a lot of late night anime marathons or gaming sessions! Dinners consist of ramune sodas and cup noodles, followed by a dessert of snack cakes.

You’ll go back and forth between hyperfixating on the same franchise, and not speaking to each other while on your own separate devices. Each cycle lasts about three hours.

Satan: The Smart Couple

You two are constantly fighting for the top spots in your classes.

To the innocent stranger, you could be mistaken as enemies. You engaged in heated debates, and often had different points of view.

But during study hall, people would find you curled up on a couch in the library with you in his lap as you both read your books.

On the rare occasion that you agreed on something, you were an unstoppable team against the opposing side. You’d eat them alive and leave zero crumbs.

Despite the debating, you guys are always proud of each other. He cheers the loudest when you’re awarded top exchange student at an assembly, and you’re practically his campaign manager when he runs for class representative.

Cute study dates where you wind up collapsed on top of him on the floor, books and coffee cups strewn everywhere <3

Lucifer comes in and covers you both with a blanket 🥺😭

Asmodeus: The Aesthetic Couple

You’re each others’ official photographers. If someone looked through your phones, they’d be full of well shot pictures of the two of you both together and solo.

You guys at the mall, you eating ice cream, him at the book store, you guys at the coffee shop…

And of course each photo shoot goes straight to devil gram. You’re practically an influencer couple, and everyone ships you so hard.

You guys took some spicy pics in lingerie together and they went VIRAL 🔥

Every time you go literally anywhere, random strangers will come up to you and tell you you’re the most beautiful couple they’ve ever seen

Most people didn’t know which one of you they were more jealous of, sometimes leading to them beginning to question their sexuality 💀

You have the same sense of style and always have the coolest outfits. At every event, you always look the best, and everyone is constantly raving about it afterwards.

Stealing each other’s clothes, shoes, jewelry, makeup, and bags is completely normal. What’s Asmo’s is yours and what’s yours is Asmo’s 🥰

Beelzebub: The Cuddly Couple

Also known as the “PDA couple.”

You guys HAVE to be touching in some way at all times! Whether it’s linking pinkies, his hand in your back pocket, your arm around his waist… if you’re in the same room, you’re practically attached at the hip.

You can never seem to be close enough to him when cuddling. Even if your noses are touching, he’s gripping onto you tightly and telling you to get closer.

You guys love feeding each other, much to the annoyance of the brothers

You sitting on his lap is his favorite form of non-sexual intimacy. He just loves how small you are compared to him, straddling his lap like a koala with your little legs dangling off the chair. He’ll play with your hair and tuck your head into the crook of his neck, smiling down at you affectionately.

Leaving the house without giving each other a kiss is practically sacrilege 😌

You have sickeningly cute food-themed nicknames for each other. Cupcake, honey bunch, sweetie pie, love muffin, cookie…

Belphegor: The Rebellious Couple

You two are always either plotting or executing some sort of diabolical scheme.

You plan the best pranks, and they get talked about for years afterwards. No one else could ever top them

As a result, a lot of your dates happen when you’re both grounded to the attic as punishment.

It was honestly stupid of Lucifer to consider a night trapped in the same dark room full of nothing but cozy blankets as a punishment. You didn’t need anything to entertain you when you had each other.

You’d make the world’s coolest blanket fort and hold each other close in it all night, foreheads pressed together as you talked for hours between kisses

You two never get in trouble without the other though, because that would mean you get punished separately :(

Feeding off of each others’ chaotic energy in class and annoying the teacher until you both get sent off to detention

Running away from Lucifer together, laughing and holding hands as he chases after you

Diavolo: The Power Couple

The two of you together are truly fit for royalty. All his subjects agreed that you were the rightful rulers of the Devildom.

You were a symbol of peace and love, making everyone feel safe and cared for

You always attended charity events together, making speeches and bonding with demons who needed help

You two throw the BEST parties. Your ballroom outfits are the envy of all, and everyone can’t help but swoon at the sight of you dancing the night away 🥰

You guys do interviews together, smiling at each other as you discuss your relationship with the public

Shielding each other from paparazzi, nonchalantly striding past them holding hands

“MC and Diavolo” becomes the new standard by which all other iconic couples are held.

Your fairytale wedding was the most watched program in the history of the Devildom ❤️

Barbatos: The Dependable Couple

If anyone has a job that needs to be done right, they’ll come to the two of you first.

The two of you just take care of everyone so well in addition to running the Demon Lord’s Castle.

You often tag-teamed as the brothers’ therapists. Barb would comfort Mammon while making dinner, and you would give Satan advice while doing the dishes, then you would both take a trip to Purgatory Hall to help Simeon and Solomon with a spell

Time-traveling together ❤️

You guys don’t get a lot of privacy and have been caught getting intimate by Diavolo a few times 💀 He’s also innocently interrupted your dates, not realizing how big of a third wheel he was being.

You started planning how to find the young lord a partner of his own so he’d leave you alone. And you figured you might as well get the brothers into relationships as well while you were at it.

Simeon: The Romantic Couple

Everyone thought you were the perfect couple, and they honestly weren’t that far from the truth.

You guys dominated practically every love language: writing each other poems, having regular date nights, making passionate love, helping each other with chores and school, buying each other cute little gifts…

You take spontaneous trips to the celestial realm and everyone there freaks out upon your arrival 🥺

Romantic picnic dates in the flower gardens by a pond, with champagne and chocolate covered strawberries… putting flowers in each other’s hair and lying next to each other in the grass ☺️

Every once in a while, if the weather was hot, he’d convince you to come for a swim with him in the pond. Your clothes would be left on the bank as you laughed and splashed at each other, floating out to the middle and holding onto each other, foreheads pressed together with your hair dripping wet

He actually wrote a new romance novel inspired by you, and it becomes one of history’s most beloved love stories ❤️

Solomon: The Mysterious Couple

No one ever seemed to know what you guys were up to. You were extremely private about your relationship.

You guys walked everywhere together, but hardly ever engaged in PDA. You never felt the need to, because what went on behind closed doors was enough for both of you.

You were the closest thing this world had to soulmates, being so connected to each other’s hearts… the kind of love that transcends thousands of years

Working on your magic together, going on missions and adventures to acquire mystic elements and uncover ancient secrets ✨

Everyone knows when you two are close because they can smell a strong aroma of herbs and smoke

People aren’t 100% sure whether or not they can trust you… you’re both so charismatic and charming, but at the same time there’s this suspicious air of mischief that you both seem to feed off of

You guys really don’t even care what others think of you… the only thing you care about in life is loving each other for all eternity

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theimpleafthing · 1 year

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So now here's the 2nd batch of characters. So here's the nicknames that Elliot gave to the others and bonus with lulu and Mina.

Once again translation will be provided for each when needed

There is also once again faded text and images enjoy

Translation

Lolo means grandfather

Totoy means little boy

Labing tatlo means thritheen in tagalog

Mesopotamia is because auto correct and they refuse to correct it manually

Context for lulus nickname

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melverie · 4 months

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OBEY ME MC & OC ASK GAME

an ask game specifically for your Obey Me MCs and OCs! List the OCs and MCs you want to get asks for and specify which species they are so people know which species-specific questions they can ask you Some questions have a lot of aspects to them; they're there to give you a little nudge in case you have no idea how to approach the question, but the only really important bit is the first question!

⸺ GENERAL INFO ⸺

01: What is their opinion on the other species? Would they rather be a different one? 02: Do they have a nickname? 03: When is their birthday? Do they celebrate it? Do they even remember it in the first place? 04: What kind of magic do they possess? If they can't use any, do they have magic potential slumbering within them? 05: Which deadly sin best aligns with them? Which one do they embody the least? 06: Have they been to other realms? Which one is their favorite and why? 07: What is their favorite place, and what do they love so much about it? 08: Do they have a kill count? How high is it? 09: Do they attend RAD? What is their role there? Their best subject/the one they teach? Club activties? If they don't attend RAD, what do they do? 10: What was there initial reaction to Diavolo's plans of uniting the three realms? Has their opinion changed? 11: Do they still have any objects from their childhood? What is their most vivid childhood memory? 12: What is something they have experienced that has shaped them into the person they are today?

⸺ RELATIONSHIPS & PERSONALITY ⸺

01: What's their relationship with...? [anon chooses at least one character for this one; MC is part of the cast if you're asking about OCs] 02: On a scale of 1 to 10, how annoying are they to Lucifer? :) 03: What is their family like? Do they have siblings? Pets? 04: What is a character trait that will immediately make them despise someone? On the flip side, how can you easily win their favor? 05: Do they openly show affection? What is their love language? [platonic or romantic] 06: Are they interested in romantic relationships? Do they have any experience? Are they proactive or would they rather be persued? 07: Would they date an immortal being if they aren't immortal themself, and vice-versa? 08: Are they easy to read or do they mask their intentions perfectly? Are they manipulative? A good liar maybe? What are their tells? 09: How is their temper? Are they quick to violence? Do they get frustrated easily? 10: Do they wear their emotions on their sleeve, or do they try to hide them from others as best as they can? Do they try to hide them from themself, too? 11: Do they cry often? What is the last thing they cried about? 12: What makes them soft? 13: What is their greatest wish? What would they be willing to sacrific to get it? 14: What is their biggest regret? 15: What is there biggest fear? Is there something they try to avoid at all cost? 16: How do they react when stressed? How does their behaviour differ when in a life or death situation? 17: What is a side of themself they don't want other to see? When does that side reveal itself?

⸺ CONCEPT AND DESIGN ⸺

01: How often do you think about them in a day? Be honest, I know they torment you in your thoughts as much as you torment them :) 02: What inspired you to create them, and what is the first thing you decided about them? 03: What is the biggest change you have made from their original concept? 04: What do they look like? Do you have a picture/picrew of what you envision them to look like? 05: Do they have any physical attributes that set them apart from others? 06: What is their clothing style? Do they put a lot of effort into their appearance? 07: How do you imagine their voice? Are they loud? 08: Anything you heavily associate with them? A color, a word, a picture, or something else? 09: Share some fluff headcanons about them! 10: How about some angst headcanons? >:) 11: Bonus: something else you really want to share about them that isn't mentioned on here ♡

⸺⸺ SPECIES-SPECIFIC QUESTIONS

⸺ ANGEL ⸺

01: What rank are they? [seraphim, cherubium, ophanim, ...] 02: How many wings do they have? Do they display them proudly, or do they try to hide them whenever possible? What kind of halo do they have? 03: Do they sometimes sneak out to visit the other realms? 04: Are they a guardian angel to someone? 05: Have they seen Michael in person and do they think he looks like a jellyfish? [the second part is mandatory, don't skip] 06: Did they know the brothers before they fell? Regardless of if they have or not, was is their opinion of them? And what do they think of fallen angels in general? 07: Did they fight in the Celestial War? What side were they on and why? 08: Have they ever questioned Father? What for? Were they punished for it? 09: How close are they to falling? If they are a fallen angel, what made them fall? 10: What is something they would willingly fall for?

⸺ DEMON ⸺

01: Wings or tail(s) in demon form? What do their horns look like? 02: Are they part of demon nobility or would they have taken the train back in the day? 03: Do they have any special abilities? [such as Mephisto's power to essentially forge pacts with demons, Lucifer's power to read and manipulate memories, and so on] 04: Are they a fallen angel? If so, do they regret falling? 05: Have they forged any pacts yet? How eager are they to do so, and do they forge them often? If they haven't, why not? 06: How would they go about forging pacts? Do they have a specific strategy they fall back on, or do they go with the flow? 07: How loyal are they to their human master? 08: Have they given anyone their grimoire? 09: What do they do with human souls? 10: Solomon shows up at their doorstep in the middle of the night to ask for a pact. How do they react? 11: What is their opinion of Diavolo as a ruler? Have they experienced the reign of any other demon kings? How does Diavolo compare in their opinion? 12: What was their reaction to the brothers first arrving in the Devildom? Were they scared of a potential war? Hostile toward them? Did they extend a helping hand? 13: If they attend RAD, were they chosen for the exchange program? Did they go to the Celestial Realm or the human realm?

⸺ HUMAN ⸺

01: How old are they? 02: Are they immortal? If given the opportunity, would they like to be? 03: Did they believe in demons and angels before the exchange program? Did they have any contact with the paranormal before it? 04: Do they have a guardian angel? Have they forged any pacts? 05: Are they into demons and/or angels? If they had to choose one or the other, which one would they go for? [trying to word this SFW but I'm sure you know what I mean :)] 06: Who do they trust more—angels or demons? Why? 07: Where do you think they would most likely end up in—heaven or hell? 08: Do they carry anything with them to protect themself from the paranormal? 09: How close were they to just bless the water inside a demon's body and turn it into holy water because they were just so done with them?

#my oc is called marchosias and she is a fallen angel so both demon & angel specific asks work!#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #obey me mc #obey me oc #obey me ask game

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shall-we-die · 6 months

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HI~

can you write something about when MC accidentally call the obey me characters "dad/daddy"?

thank you~

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[Lucifer]

When MC accidentally calls Lucifer 'daddy', his reaction would depend on the context of the situation. If it was in the context of a joke or playfulness, he might find it amusing and playfully tease MC for saying so. But if it was in a more intimate and seductive context, he might be surprised and taken aback, wondering if he heard correctly. But, given the significance of his relationship with MC, he would also be thrilled and flattered that MC feels so close to him.

[Diavolo]

Diavolo might be taken aback and flustered when the MC calls him "daddy" by accident. He would most likely find it very unexpected, as he doesn't see himself as a father figure or dominant, and he might even be a little uncomfortable with it at first due to being so used to his stoicism and seriousness. Over time, if the MC continues to call him "daddy" as a nickname or a sign of affection, Diavolo might come to like it and see it as a cute little endearment between the two of them.

[Barbatos]

Barbatos would freeze at the word "daddy" being pronounced by MC. His heart would start to pound faster and he'd feel his face flaring red. His expression would change from a calm, composed, and quiet one into a flustered, embarrassed, and almost bashful one. He would quickly correct MC, stuttering to tell them never to ever call him that name again.

[Solomon]

Solomon would likely be surprised, startled, and somewhat amused when MC accidentally calls him 'daddy'. He would be caught off guard by the unexpected term of endearment, as it is not something that he is used to being called. But he would also recognize it as a mistake and understand that it was not intended as a sign of disrespect or insult. He would probably calmly and gently correct MC and remind them to call him by his name or a pet name that they have agreed upon, like "honey" or "sweetheart."

#𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚊'𝚜 𝙼𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚘𝚡–[📮]#𝚂𝚞𝚋𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜–[📩]#obey me x reader #obey me fluff #obey me x mc #obey me mammon x reader #obey me beelzebub x reader #obey me hcs #obey me luci x reader #obey me lucifer x reader #obey me leviathan x reader #obey me satan x reader #obey me asmodeus x reader #obey me belphegor x reader #obey me diavolo x reader #obey me barbatos x reader #obey me simeon x reader #obey me solomon x reader

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keraxxx · 8 months

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Kinktober day 2: Car sex

Steve Rogers x Fem! Reader

Summary: Title speaks for itself.. Car sex with Mr. Rogers after dinner.

Warnings: 18+, cursing, car sex, oral(r receiving), nicknames, fingering, p in the v, unprotected sex, AFAB! reader, unedited work. (lmk if i missed something please and thank you!)

a/n: HI GUYS. i’m sorry for disappearing but yk i cant miss Kinktober. 🤭 Sorry for missing day one but here’s day two and enjoy!!

Masterlist

^^REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!(+kinktober character ideas)

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You and Steve were on your way home from dinner. He wanted to take you out since you both have been having a difficult week at work.

“It’s so quiet in this car.” You mumble. “Let me play some music pleaseee Steve.” You whine as you look over to him. Steve chuckles as he keeps his eyes on the road. “Whatever you want baby.” Smiling, you connect your phone to the car.

You weren’t paying attention to the playlist you put on but there were.. interesting songs. Suggestive, SENSUAL songs. The first song to play was by The Weekend - What you need. Your face dropped as the song started playing, you look over slightly and could see Steve clenching the steering wheel. He cleared his throat, adjusting himself in the seat.

‘I just want to take you there. He don't gotta know where. Does he touch you here like this, this, this, this? Let me take the friction from your lips’

Each word was suggestive. The tension in the air was laying heavy on your chest. “I think i’m just gonna change the song..” You reach to pick up your phone but Steve places his hand on yours, quickly stopping you.

“No.. don’t change it now.” He gently intertwines his fingers with yours. “Be honest, did you purposely put this song on?” You could tell he was getting bothered, squirming in his seat, try to cover his slight hard on. “No i swear. I just put on a random playlist..” You bite your lip slightly, almost nervous.

The rest of the car ride is practically silent. You can see Steve tensing up as he grips the steering wheel, his eyes drifting over to look at you every once in a while. “Fuck I can’t.” He finally blurts out, pulling off to the side of the road. The road was empty since it was kinda late but some cars would pass by.

“I want you. Backseat, now.” He says as he gets out the car. You obey, hopping into the backseat.

You both get into the back of the car and as soon as you shut the door, he pins you against the car seat, attacking your neck with kisses. “Steve-“ “Shhh.” He hissed slightly into your neck as he nibbled at your sensitive skin, making you weak in the knees.

“Please let me take care of you.” Steve looked at you, his eyes filled with lust. “Do what you do best.” You say looking back at him as you begged for him to touch you in any way. He grinned from ear to ear before kissing your neck again, trailing his way down to your thighs. He lifted his hands up under your short dress and god his hands. You loved how skilled he was.

You sit up and look down at him between your thighs, eagerly bunching your dress up around your waist, revealing your panties, revealing your slickness. “All this for me?” He chuckles. “That song really did something to us..” He sighs as he kisses your thigh, slightly licking your skin. You shiver at his tongue on your skin again.

His digits graze over your clothed clit causing you to whine softly. You slightly bucked your hips forward which caused Steve to laugh. He placed a hand on your hip, holding up the dress at the same time before using his other hand to discard your underwear. Your slickness was revealed to him, your skin feeling warmer to the touch.

Your lips parted into an inaudible moan as he touch your swollen bud. You squirmed under his touch and he found this slightly amusing by how bad you wanted him. “Steve please i need to feel you inside me.” You whined as he looked up at you, his fingers making their way down to your entrance. He teased the hole causing you to grunt slightly. “I know you need me baby.” He says in that cocky tone.

You don’t get a chance to talk before he thrusts a finger inside your tight hole. Your walls were clenching around him and he groaned as how warm you felt. You heard him humming along with the song that was playing in the car. “Aw baby.. you’re still so tight.” He smirked as he slowly moved his finger inside you. Moaning, he added another finger inside of you, curling them as he thrusted faster. You bucked your hips into his fingers, needing and yearning for more. “Fuck, right there!”

“You want my mouth? My tongue licking your clit?” He teased and you eagerly nodded. Your hands rested in his hair as he stuck out his tongue, twisting it in all sorts of ways as he licks your clit. The combination of the two was unimaginable. You loved this feeling.

Your whines and moans got louder as Steve groaned against your pussy. “You’re so sweet.” He whispers before kissing your clit. You’re so close, your thighs were squeezing around his head.. “You’re so close i know you are.” He coos and you moan in agreement. “Steve please. Go faste- Oh fuck!” You whine as his tongue flicks faster, pumping in and out of you even faster. You groan as you buck your hips into his mouth, a knot forming in your stomach as you reach your climax.

You whine as you finish, Steve still licking you, trying to clean you up. “You taste so good..” He mumbled softly against your pussy before placing a kiss on your clit. “Come here.” He growled as he got from your thighs. You giggle and hop up from the seat, sitting in Steve’s lap. He groans, his hands resting on your ass as you kiss him. You can feel him growing hard as you grind yourself on him. You eagerly unbuckle his dress pants, continuing to kiss him.

“Fuck..” You whisper as you slide his pants down, struggling as your hands shake, eager for him and his member. “I want you to fill me up.” You say softly and his eyes widen. Steve smirks at you and lifts you up slightly, your head almost touching the roof of the car, as he tries to pull his dick out from his boxers. You bite your lip at the sight of his hard on.

“Come on baby.. sit on it.” He says in a low tone. You moan softly at his words and you slowly lower yourself onto his cock. You cover your mouth to prevent a loud whine from coming out and Steve moans slightly. He thrusts his hips up without warning, skin slapping against skin. You sob at the veracity, but he keeps going, he wanted this release, he wanted to fill you up. He pounds into you and you bounce slightly, your clit throbbing and juices spilling from your opening as he stretches you out. He groans and pull you closer, nuzzling your head into his shoulder. Your eyes roll back and your jaw drops open into inaudible moans. He chuckles at your trance like state, kissing your neck to calm you down, but there was no calming you down. You were doing anything for a second orgasm.

With one last aggressive thrust and a loud gasp, you bite down on his suit jacket as he finally finishes, his cum spilling into you. He laughs and wraps his large hand behind your head as he lets you rest your head into his shoulder, his other arm around your waist.

“Fuck me.” He panted out of breath. “No more sexual songs baby.” He whispered into your ear as he kissed your cheek ever so gently.

#steve rogers #x reader #smut #fem reader #marvel smut #steve rogers imagine #imagine #x fem reader #marvel #marvel imagine #kinktober #kinktober 2023 #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x female reader #captain america #chris evans #chris evans smut #chris evans imagine

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pinguwrites · 8 months

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Kinktober 2023 | Day Twelve — Neil Lewis + cockwarming

Pairing -> switch!neil lewis x switch!reader

Warnings -> smut (minors dni), cockwarming, teasing, p in v, switch!reader, switch!neil, neil snaps a little, baby nickname

KINKTOBER 2023 MLIST

Disclaimer: Watching the Detectives characters, plots, quotes, etc. do not belong to me and belong to the rightful owner(s). This is only fanfiction and this is just for fun.

You sighed, checking the time on your laptop. It had already been half-an-hour and you still weren’t finished with your document. You blamed it on Neil. How were you supposed to focus with his cock hard inside you, twitching once every few minutes?

“Please,” Neil complained, shuffling his body a little, enough to get some long-needed friction but not enough to get scolded for. “I can’t do this anymore.”

You ignored the warm feeling in your stomach, the one that told you that you had to take him right then and there. You were supposed to be teasing him, but in turn, you were just teasing yourself.

“You said you wanted to be inside me, and I have to finish my work. It’s a compromise — one you agreed to.”

Neil sighed, resting his head against the back of your shoulder. His hair was brushing up against your skin, and he was shaking his head a little. “You’ve been at it for an entire hour—”

“—Not more than thirty minutes, Neil,” you corrected, “don’t exaggerate.”

“It doesn’t matter!” he reasoned. “You’re not going to finish soon. This’ll only take a few minutes. Oh, please?”

“No.”

He groaned pathetically and wrapped his arms around your waist, trying to pull you closer, even though your back was already up against his chest. You weren’t sure how much more of this you could take. Neil was right—you weren’t going to finish your work anytime soon. You were too distracted to think right now.

About a few minutes later, you noticed Neil was being uncharacteristically quiet. You were going to ask him if he was okay, when he suddenly grabbed your arms and starting shuffling in his seat, rocking his hips back in forth.

A wave of pleasure shot through your body, one you’d been aching for for the past half hour. But no, the game wouldn’t work if Neil got what he wanted, you had to put him in his place, to make him obey.

You tried to get out of Neil’s tight grip, but he only grabbed on harder. It was this moment that you were reminded how much more powerful he was, how much more stronger.

“C’mon,” he said, his voice low. He had gotten into a basic rhythm now. “Need this. You need it, too.”

“Neil,” you warned. “We agreed—”

“—Shut up,” he snapped, his breathing becoming heavier. “Let me have this.”

His words shocked you, but he didn’t stop. He thrusted his hips upward, angling himself at a better position so it was easier. He was moaning lightly, the noises right by your ear.

You didn’t know what had gotten into him. He was usually never like this, but then again, you had never cockwarmed him before, teased him for this long.

He kept moving, and you stopped struggling. This what you wanted as well, and it wasn’t like you could stop him. Why would you deny him? Not when he was so desperate about it.

You both stayed like that for a while longer, but it didn’t take long for him to come. His white load soon shot up straight inside you, hips stuttering, before they finally rested down, pinned by your thighs.

He let out a breath. “Sorry,” he apologized. “I didn’t mean to snap at you. I just, you know I can’t handle that. I get too worked up.”

“It’s okay, baby.” You let out a little laugh. “It was getting too much for me, too.”

You tried to get off his lap, to clean both of you up and finish your work, but he pulled you back down.

“Just a little longer,” he pleaded. “It’s warm.”

Taglist:

@rainyforest777

@thatwitchybitch420

@madeinuk

@gentyleman

@henrywintersdearestgirl

#neil lewis #neil lewis x reader #neil lewis x you #neil lewis x y/n #watching the detectives #cillian murphy #fanfiction #pinguwrites #kinktober 2023 #kinktober

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pacienties · 3 days

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— emo txt as obey me characters!

warnings <3: !cursing, fluff and smut! + childish reader <3 (heavily inspired by the mobile games obey me!), jealous tsundere + yandere txt basically, separate headcanons for each member, !size difference, !mentions of smut, !daddy kink, oral sex (such as face riding), unprotected sex (pregnancy link if u squint!), sub coquette bratty reader + dom txt! (praise and degradation), squirting, breeding n ddlg themes if you squint <3 !! ,, use of pet names!

a/n <3: soobin is literally levi irl

soobin as levi:

soobin absolutely hated socializing, he hated being forced to go to RAD every week day, hated being called to eat with his brothers in the great hall too.

soobin feared that he was doomed; doomed of always being alone romantically when all he ever wanted was a girlfriend ):

but then again who can possibly love a loser shut in moody otaku like him? he would often ponder on that depressing thought

letting out a bored sigh soobin lazily took a sip out of almond milk from his ruri chan cup as he played texas chainsaw massacre by himself sadly

another reason why soobin wanted a girlfriend so bad was because he secretly hated playing video games by himself; he hoped that once he does get a girlfriend she’d play all the horror games he liked ):

but then again soobin hated all the demon girls at rad, they weren’t his type or they liked his brothers or what he says ‘some kind of macho jerks’

“go away im busy playing my games” soobin speaks up snapping out of his train of thought, as he hears faint knocks on his door

who would possibly wanna be in his room anyway?

“i said go away im busy-“ soobin groans getting up from his bean bag from the ground when he hears his door being opened by his jaw was left open when he sees you, all dressed pretty in front of him.

“s-soobin? im sorry for barging in like this but yeonjun just wanted me to come get you for dinner” you’d say in your sweet honey like voice with a faint blush painted on your cheeks, feeling awfully imitated by the look on soobin’s face followed by his irritated tone.

another thing soobin was good at hiding and not thinking about, was his massive crush on you.

he couldn’t believe he liked a normie! i mean come on really? a human out of all the demon girls at rad? soobin was in shock with his feelings

soobin’s favorite thing about you was how shy and timid you were around him; he found your stuttering and blushing so cute especially when you nervously pull at the hems of your pretty ruffle skirts when you spoke to him :(

soobin was very stubborn though, he didn’t wanna admit he liked you especially when he didn’t know you liked him back </3

the emo boy also failed to notice that you were dressing up all pretty in hopes of him noticing you ):

you felt ashamed of how you felt for the older demon; ashamed of how you were dressing up in skimpy attire to get his attention but you were thankful once it worked!

soobin loved how you looked today, in the softest pink makeup look that really made your doe eyes pop, while you wore a baby pink off the shoulder sweater matching it with a denim ruffle skirt all while topping it off with matching bows on each side of your pretty head <3

“b-binnie? did you hear what i said?” you’d repeat with a small tilt of your head watching as soobin stare you up and down

you’d also hoped by calling him nicknames he’d see that you liked him :(

“what? oh of course of course just tell yeonjun i’ll be there in 10 okay?” soobin shook his head at his perverted thoughts

you nod softly followed by, “okay but yeonjun said to hurry before taehyun eats your food” you’d walk away frowning as soobin slams his door shut behind you

what was his problem?

soobin cursed at himself knowing you’ll probably think he hates you but really he just wanted to hide in his room for ten more minutes to get rid of his raging boner </3

the emo demon hated how you made him hard with just your outfits and the size difference between you both you didn’t even have to try to get him hard but it just happened

with a swift motion; soobin plops down on his bed and grabs the stuffed rabbit you gifted him for his birthday before wrapping the limbs around his leak member groaning in pleasure as he freed his cock from his ripped black jeans

throwing his head black of blue hair on his ruri chan body pillow, soobin begins to whimper lightly imagining how pretty you’d look underneath him, your tiny pussy stretching around his large length ):

“b-binnie i don’t think it’s gonna fit” you’d let out a heartbreaking sob in pain as you’d desperately claw at soobin’s forearm

“shhh it’s okay you can take it” soobin promised you wiping your eyes as he bottoms out before finally moving his cock in and out of your sex making you whimper with a slight arch of your back

“b-binnie you’re so close i feel you s-so close” you’d babble caressing your stomach as if you were pregnant at your stomach bulge ):

and within minutes; soobin cummed all over his hand sighing as he quickly heads to the restroom to wash his hands hoping to god he doesn’t think of you anytime soon especially about fucking you

taehyun as beelzebub:

“taehyun? are you done now?” you let out a faint whine watching your boyfriend do a set of arm lifting

“almost baby” taehyun grunts assuring you not sparing you a glance

you huffed crossing your arms over your chest; “you said that fifteen minutes ago! i want attention!” you’d stomp your feet with a huge pout on your face

taehyun sighs, “and i said you’ll get my attention but right after i’m done with my sets now be a good girl and wait”

you’d whine more feeling tears gather in your vision; you felt so neglected today and you needed constant attention otherwise that meant that your boyfriend didn’t love you anymore ):

“i hate you! you never pay attention to me!” you cried watching your boyfriend’s face grow more angry wit you by the second

“you what? wanna repeat that?” taehyun puts down the weights he was using inching closer to your small frame

“i-i said i hate you” you’d whispered looking up at your much taller boyfriend trying to stand your ground

“apologize”

“no! i hate you! you don’t pay attention to me and you’d rather be eating or working out” you’d shout sniffling

“im telling you again to apologize” taehyun repeats walking closer to you smirking lightly as he watches you back up to the wall behind you

“n-no” you’d hiccup fear washing over your body as you watch taehyun lightly trace the soft skin on your thigh

taehyun didn’t say anything only pulling down his gym shorts below his ankles before lifting you up in the air against the wall you were laying against making you squeal in surprise

you weren’t fighting your boyfriend though, letting a few whines and whimper slip past your mouth as your boyfriend sheds your pretty clothing <3

“now i’m gonna tell you again, apologize” taehyun half smiles with a look of menace on his face

“no” you’d reply still pouty before whining in pain as you felt your boyfriend shove his hard length in pussy; you cling on to your boyfriends strong arms

“d-daddy.. it hurts hurts so much” you’d tear up at the stretch, trying to play it sweet so taehyun would go easier on you

“hurts?” taehyun mocks your high pitched voice thrusting faster in your puffy pussy, sweat beads collecting on his forehead

“you’re such a bratty little girl you know that? can’t spend one day in the gym because you throw a tantrum about it” taehyun scoffs playfully his hips snapping so hard against your stomach making you mewl in his arms

“im so-sorry daddy i just missed you- oh! missed your cock so much” you’d whine in the crook of your boyfriend neck your pussy growing wetter and wetter around his groin

taehyun grins enjoying seeing you be nice to him rather than yell at him about how you “hated him”

“if you wanted me to use you so badly you should’ve just said so baby, instead of throwing a tantrum” taehyun laughs gripping on your waist lifting your poor body up against the wall and back down on his cock over and over again

“yes- yes i know im sorry for being a br-brat ah! i really just wanted attention i don’t hate you” you’d let out a gasp in pleasure as you felt your orgasm wash over you, whining at how your boyfriends thrusts only fasten making you feel overstimulated

taehyun snickers assumed by your babbling.

“p-please cum in me.. please please!” you’d beg through pleas sucking your boyfriends cock desperately in your needy pussy giggling weakly when taehyun did just that <3

“can we eat now im really hungry?” you’d speak up after catching your breath; taehyun smirks ducking his head to your abused pussy before lightly pressing his lips on it for kisses

“we’ll eat after im done yeah? daddy just wants a little taste”

beomgyu as belphie:

beomgyu was lazy, often your dates with him were you just sleeping with him.

not that you mind though, you were timid and often lazy yourself

but today was one of the only days where beomgyu had the energy to do something other than sleeping with you

“b-beomgyu” you’d whine at the harsh grip your boyfriend has on your thighs as you lazily rode his face

you hated being on top, but your boyfriend was lazy when it came down to sex too ):

beomgyu’s jaw began to hurt as he sloppily ate you out, not really used to doing this much exercise but tries anyway to make you happy <3

beomgyu pressed lazy kisses on your inner thighs, his kisses feeling light as feathers as he sleepily tells you how good you were for him and how you were his favorite meal to eat <3

“i love you baby” he sleepily rasps as his tongue slowly draped over your pretty pussy savoring the way you tasted with a sheepish grin

“i love you too beomgyu bear” you’d whine shyly as you cummed all over your boyfriends face giggling as you hear him snore lightly below you

beomgyu often fell asleep after going down on you he always got pussy drunk because of you ):

huening kai as asmo:

“i think you look very pretty huening kai” you’d say a matter of factly trying to hide the fact that you didn’t want your boyfriend going to an all demon party

“thanks baby” kai giggles his voice all high pitched and filled with genuine sincerity as he fixes his hair in front of his mirror

you let out a whine, “are you positive you have to go out to a party? can’t you just stay home with me instead?”

you hated sharing kai, you didn’t like how he had a party every weekend despite him spending the weekdays with you

you were clingy with kai, always needed his constant love and attention feeling absolutely miserable the second he was gone ):

“please? don’t go im better than those demon girls at that party” you’d pout tugging at your boyfriends arm sleeve tears gathering in your glossy eyes

huening kai chuckles, often enjoying you in your needy state before lifting you gently tossing you on his bed smiling as you squeak at the action

“you want me to stay home that bad?” kai teases with a tilt of his head his black hair falling to the side making him look like justin bieber back in 2008

you’d nod softly with puppy dog eyes hoping that would work. “please? i’ll do anything you want just don’t go”

“yeah? anything i want?” kai’s eyes twinkle with excitement at your words, lightly tracing his finger tips on your clothed pussy giggling as he senses you growing wetter by the minute

you nodded your head, your breath hitching as you felt kai grab your legs draping them over his shoulders. your boyfriend loving the white ruffle socks you had on <3

“does this mean i can fuck your pretty pussy raw tonight? you don’t mind me fucking’ any babies in you do you?” kai laughs at your desperate state

you’d tremble not really wanting a kid but if it that meant no matter parties for huening kai then who are you to refuse?

you’d nod again making the boy above you grin before shedding you both of your clothing leaving your pretty socks on though of course <3

“don’t go to another party p-please” you’d whisper out of the blue once kai bottoms out dragging his cock out of your gummy walls momentarily before shoving his length inside your needy pussy again

your boyfriend snickers, “you really think i’m still going? why go to a party when i can just fuck a baby in you” and you’d weakly smile in relief

“god my little girl’s pussy feels fuckin’ amazing around my cock, im never using protection ever again” kai grunts hicking your body closer to his cock by gripping at your waist making you sob at the stretch

“gonna be a good cum dump and take all my cum in your tiny cunt right?” kai groans his cock hitting you on the right places making you whine more

“y-yes yes yes” you’d babble reaching for your boyfriend for a needy kiss, making kai smile against your lips :(

“good girl, you’re taking my cock so we’ll” the demon boy rewards you with a harsh rub on your clit making you whimper loudly before feeling squirting all over his hand and length <3

“holy fuck did you just squirt?” kai breathes slapping your wet pussy, eyes fixated on the sight of your womanhood clenching around him triggering his release

kai drops his head full of sweat in the crook of your neck crushing your much smaller body as he breeds you full, determined to get you pregnant with his pretty babies ):

“you make me so proud, my pretty little cum dump” he pants looking at you face to face with a nasty smile on his face <3

yeonjun as lucifer:

you’ve always been a good girl for your boyfriend yeonjun.

always following the rules, telling him whenever his younger brothers broke them; kicking your feet at his praise while he rubbed you on the head telling you how much of good girl you were for him ):

you absolutely loved pleasing yeonjun; you always wear light colors, your boyfriend enjoying how sweet and innocent you looked for him even when you were letting him use your pussy you still looked so innocent because of how you dressed yourself for him <3

you never made your boyfriend feel insecure or jealous; resulting in yeonjun’s big ego and high self esteem not that you minded him having these qualities though, you loved it

that was until today though, when soobin yeonjun’s younger brother begged you to play videos games with him today since you were the only gamer he knew other than his himself ):

and everything was fine until you hear a dry cough coming from behind you making you turn your pretty head to the door way blushing as you watch yeonjun stare down at his younger brother with his tongue poking at the inside of his cheek

“don’t you have other friends to make play with you? y/n isn’t your girlfriend she’s mine, my human get your own” yeonjun splats voice traced with venom and jealously making you confused because he never acted this way before

sure yeonjun was strict and mean but not to you much less in front of you to witness.

“well she’s also my friend too older brother she’s her own person not some type of property” soobin replies tone flat not paying attention to your boyfriend only continuing to play his horror video game

yeonjun rolled his eyes watching you look down nervously at your pretty high top converse, walking towards you and soobin smacking the blue haired male’s head from behind with a gloved hand. “watch your tone around me little brother”

the way yeonjun sounded scared you; soon after hearing soobin gulp yeonjun turns to you snapping his fingers signaling you to get up and follow after him “let’s go”

you felt your bottom lip wobble in fear as tears threaten to fall down from your eyes; scared if yeonjun was going to hit you too.

“y-yeonjunnie? you’re not mad at me right? im not gonna get punished? im sorry i was playing with soobin i just felt bad because he never had anyone to play with. i was just trying to be nice” you’d sniffle

yeonjun sighed, feeling guilty and decided to forgive you.

“you’re right you were only being nice”

you sighed in relief, “im sorry daddy i didn’t mean to make you angry promise” you’d grip on the loops of your boyfriends jeans staring up at him with tears in your eyes :(

yeonjun chuckles, enjoying how pretty you looked on your knees in front of him. “you’re really sorry baby?”

you’d nod with a whimper “mhm”

“make me cum babygirl then maybe i’ll actually be able to tell how sorry you are” yeonjun hums as you eagerly nod your head yanking down his pants getting right to work with your mouth, taking your boyfriend in one go moaning sweetly at the taste cause being a good girl for yeonjun was all you were good for anyway <3

a/n: im finally free from writers block ^^

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