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the-travelling-witch · 9 months
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The Devil Demon Wears Prada
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no anne hathaway film is safe
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spiocean · 11 months
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Somewhere in 13-6
Diavolo: Where exactly did you come from?
MC:
MC, with a deadpan face: The Moon.
Everyone: Wh-
MC: I mean, where are you expect humans to come from?!
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iwannawritelots · 25 days
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I think Satan would stab me if I told him this but sometimes in the songs he is in with Lucifer I cannot tell them apart x_x
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*aggressively shoves Satan out of the way* HES MINE
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thirsty-flygirl · 2 years
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Just a daily reminder that I would let Santiago "Pope" Garcia ruin my mind, body, AND soul.
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h2llish · 4 months
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i hate writing on my phone (becuz i like using a keyboard and also becuz it's a piece of shit) but i'm not home rn so i can't write at all :/
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mrghostrat · 4 months
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i sat down to draw some smut for the smut war and found this poor wip that has been sitting in my "to draw" pile since october
it seemed like an awfully fitting way to start 👁️👁️
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llyuvvia · 1 year
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OM!NB Lesson 12 out of context
ok, It's shitpost time!
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palmastrings · 1 month
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Possible demon form headcanon thingy??
Ok so you know the saying "you've got blood on your hands" As a metaphor for being guilty of something?
Well I took the idea and ran with it to make this.
They kinda work like brands in the sense that they are constant reminders of ones sins. I know this kinda exist in real life in a sense but it wasn't my intention to mimic that.
But umm... only people who were/are angels can get them. The Higher up the marks go, the more grave the sin was.
I kinda wanted to match it up with lesson 37 of nightbringer where *spoiler* the brothers get imprisoned in a area designated to the crime they committed in the celetial relm.
So for example, lucifers goes almost all the way up his arm because of his crime against his father (being the worst crime of all), while belphies goes to the wrist for (some reason I forgot) for being less severe. Simeon has them too but the only reach his fingertips, it's why he always wears gloves.
Technically speaking Satan shouldnt have the marks since he was born a demon, but since he was kinda a extention of lucifers sin of wrath, lucifer split some of his mark with him, which is why lucifers mark dosent actually go past his arm.
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onyourowndaisymae · 9 months
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don't mind me... just thinking about the demon brothers slowly dropping the rest of their roster for you as they fall head over heels...
lucifer // mammon // levi // satan (you are here) // asmo // beel // belphie -- others coming soon, NSFW warning below, gn!reader
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satan, who doesn't care much about the exchange program, anyway. he's quite content to keep to himself. he's got his books and his quiet, so don't come bringing you or his boisterous siblings anywhere near his room. he's perfectly content listening in on the occasional loud conversation that echoes down the hall, or the bickering at dinner, or the trail of his brothers toddling off after you on the way to school. it's... interesting, he supposes. but he won't let himself get too invested.
satan, who reads a lot of romance books. he has hundreds of stories detailing the greatest loves of all time. fleeting eye contact from across the room, hands brushing against one another, secret smiles to each other and no one else... he's read it all before. he knows the way a love story shakes out every time. there's a predictability to it that he finds comforting. so how does he miss it? how does he not notice himself following that same storyline? can't he feel the way his cheeks flush when you say something sweet, or how his heart rattles in his ribcage when you smile? poor thing won't realize he's smitten until it's far too late. he'll look up from his book to see you one day and realize he can't untangle the main character's confused infatuation from his own.
satan, who has a lot of connections. thus, a lot of people know who he is, and it's not an overstatement to say that a lot of people lust after him. he's always very clear that he's not interested in anything long term, but once in a blue moon his desires get the best of him and he indulges someone. he's got the demon underneath him bent over, arms pinned against their back, silent domination with each steady, deep thrust. no matter how they try rile him up, he won't let them see him lose control. he's quiet, occasional groans and pants leaving his lips, as he steadily coaxes them-- and himself-- to the edge. he'll inevitably spare them his time for another round or two (he does have a reputation to uphold, after all) before slinking off into the night with a quick goodbye. he's got better things to be doing, after all.
satan, who still has a lot to learn when it comes to keeping his emotions in check. you have opened him up to a range of emotions he never thought he'd experience-- but now it's up to him to work through them. lust, adoration, trust, love. he has to hide his disinterest with others, now, as he leaves conversations in favor of your company. they just don't make him feel like you do. can't you see what you're doing to him? he just doesn't feel in control of his own emotions around you. not in the enraged, irritable way he felt before, but almost pathetic in the way he needs you to make him feel things, to learn how to live with all these thoughts and feelings and-- fuck, you're going to be the death of him.
satan, who never would have guessed he'd end up in this position. for all that he's wanted you, he never quite convinced himself that he'd be able to have you. and yet, he does. his hands are holding your wrists as he pins your back against his mattress. how did he get here? he remembers something of a playful bout of wrestling before this point... but your eyes, those eyes, looking up at him, wide and lustful and focused on him alone... his lips meet yours quickly, almost sloppily in his urgency. he thought he would be softer. he barely hears the loud riiiip! of your shirt as he tears it off of you. your gasps turn off his logic and activate a primal desire in him he didn't know he was capable of. he's more forgiving with your shorts and underwear, wrenching them off urgently but leaving them in tact as he tosses them to the ground. his mouth sucks and nips at your collarbone as his fingers toy with your sex, lubricating his fingers with your juices and working them into your eager hole. his fingers stretch you in a scissoring motion, your noises of delight spurring his pace forward until he can feel you squirming with an impending climax. he pulls his slick fingers out of you and spreads whatever's left across his cock. he eases into you and growls. his words have escaped him. all his flowery language, the declarations of love he wanted to share with you, escape him in that moment-- he can't even fucking speak. you're too good. you don't seem to keen on doing much talking, either. you impatiently bounce your hips back against his, and that's all the invitation he needs to begin fucking you senseless. his pace is ruthless, cock slamming into the deepest parts of you, stars dancing in your vision until you teeter over the edge much too soon. his pace slows just long enough for you to recover before his hips are rutting harshly into yours, skin clapping as you moan and whimper for him. when he finally finishes, it's deep, painting your insides white and creamy. he eases out almost apologetically-- that is, until he sees his cum dripping from your hole, your legs shaking a little in the wash of sensations. suddenly he's easing right back in, murmuring an apology under his breath as he fills you once more. you've awoken a side to him he's never seen-- surely you'll understand his need to explore it, right?
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taglist for this series: @the-demonus-aunt // @scienceisfornerds // @hostilemakeover // @snow-fall1 // @kachan890 // @rphantom1 // @respitable
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ghostqiu · 3 months
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helping the demon kings while they’re sick ٩(˃̶͈̀௰˂̶͈́)و
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thatfanfictionchick · 4 months
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OH SHIT. OH NO. THEY'RE CRYING THAT MEANS SATAN WILL BE CRYING WHICH MEANS MAMMON WILL BE CRYING AND HIS WHOLE LITERAL THING IS BEING CALM AND COLLECTED BECAUSE AS A KING IT'S HIS JOB TO ALWAYS BE IN CONTROL I AM
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ETA:
Mammon is here and only microscopically less emotionally devastating than I expected 🥲
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Also he's wearing an actual shirt????
ETA[again]: IT HE! KING KING!!
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The set is complete??
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faeriesaar · 13 hours
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Happy Devil Day 2024!
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hiort · 1 year
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kitties when they see a ball of yarn
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shootingstarrfish · 5 months
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too busy for my regularly scheduled bs but i couldnt resist drawing @katboykirby's idea rq hehe
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carlyraejepsans · 2 years
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Sorry to ask but I was looking at the fanchildrenweek and was wondering, have you ever thought about a fanchild for sans and toriel?
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their name is Daemo :]
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