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virescent-v · 1 month

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“i don’t like being told what to do unless i’m naked” with em? 👀

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Summary: Emily's been a bitch. You fix her attitude. ;) Warnings: smutty smut smut, my normal tbh. quick and easy, like em Word count: 2.3k A/N: A little short thing to get me back into writing. Thanks Katt for the prompt :)

Emily was pissing you off. Ever since this case crossed JJ’s desk, Emily’s been uptight, more so than usual. You’ve seen her get overly invested in cases before, but something about this one was making her - for lack of a better word - crazy. She was hounding the local police more than normal, squashing peoples’ new ideas and theories before listening, and being short with anyone who tried to talk to her.

She’s snapped at you multiple times today alone, glaring at you anytime you tried to talk about one of your theories. You’d take it personally, but she was acting like this with everyone on the team. It was causing everyone to give her a wide berth, finding excuses to not be in the same room with her.

At the end of the day, Emily had frustrated every member of the BAU (including Penelope who was back in D.C.) and half of the local station to their limits.

And, of course, you were the one who had to room with her this trip. Lucky you.

The ride from the station to the hotel was tense, silence interspersed with the hum of tires on asphalt. The longer the quiet dragged on, the more angry you got at her behavior.

Emily and you had become fast friends when you joined the BAU a few months ago. You had meshed well with every member of the team, but your dark humor and sarcasm bonded you with the raven-haired woman. You’ve spent countless hours with each other, both at work and outside of Quantico.

You felt your phone buzz in your lap.

JJ: You have GOT to talk to her. She’s driving everyone insane!!

You: Why does it have to be me??? It’s bad enough we share a room!

JJ: Because she likes you most!

You: You’ve known her longer!

JJ: Nose goes!

You looked up to see JJ holding her pointer finger on her nose, sticking her tongue out at her. You rolled your eyes at her before typing out another message.

You: Fine! But you owe me coffee and lunch tomorrow!

JJ: Deal! Just make her Emily again!

You locked your phone, glancing up at Emily driving. Her jaw was tense, as if she was grinding her teeth. Both of her hands were white knuckled on the steering wheel. You bit your lip, trying to think of a way to bring up her behavior over the last few days.

***

Entering your shared room, Emily started pacing in front of the beds, her lower lip caught between her teeth, her hands fidgeting.

You sighed. “Em, are you okay?”

Her eyes shot to you. “I’m fine,” she gritted out.

You rolled your eyes exaggeratedly, making sure she saw. “No, you’re not. You’re frustrated about something. And it’s driving everyone crazy. So, again, what’s wrong?”

Emily stopped pacing, glaring at you. “What do you mean it’s driving everyone crazy? I’m fine.”

You huffed, shaking your head. “You’re not. Look at you,” you said, your hand gesturing at her body, every muscle tense, her hands picking at her nails. “You’ve been short with everyone, shutting down theories for stupid reasons. You’ve yelled at every single one of us today and you’ve managed to alienate half of the local cops. Whatever’s wrong needs to stop, Em, I swear, or it’s going to make this case even harder to solve.”

Emily scoffed, not liking being told off. “You have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Now it was your turn to gape at the brunette, your eyebrows twisted in annoyed confusion. “Em, I have spent the last few months getting to know you. Late nights in the office, movie nights on our couches, shopping trips. I don’t know what it is about this case that’s getting to you, but it needs to stop. You need to get your head out of your ass, Prentiss, before it causes you to get benched.”

You watched as Emily stomped across the room to you, her nostrils flaring, her eyes darkening in anger. Her fists were clenched at her sides as she angrily whispered, “I don’t like being told what to do unless I’m naked, so you better watch what you say to me.”

Emily had moved closer to you than she ever has before, her outrage and annoyance palpable in the air. You could feel her huffed breaths on your cheek.

You shook your head, chuckling darkly, barely audible. Emily had never intimidated you before and it wasn’t going to start now. “If all you needed to calm down and be yourself again was a good, hard fuck, all you had to do was ask, Em,” you said, smirking as her eyes grew wide.

You watched as she took in a shuttered breath, her throat bobbing from the nervous swallow.

You could see the indecision in her eyes, the want and the nerves. How she wanted it, needed it, but didn’t want to cross that line with you for fear of wrecking your friendship, your work life.

You brought your hand up, pushing some of her hair behind her ear, taking note of the small shiver that ran through her. “Let me help you, Em. We’ll cross tomorrow when it gets here.”

Emily closed her eyes for a second, taking a deep breath. When she opened her eyes, they somehow had gotten darker, her pupils blown. She’d made her decision. “Fuck it out of me, please.”

You tilted your chin up a little, settling into the role Emily needed you to fill. “Strip. Slowly.”

Emily exhaled slowly, her hands grasping at the hem of her shirt, lifting it inch by inch. She watched you, but your eyes never strayed from her face. When she dragged the material over her head, your eyes never left her face. It furthered your in charge position, making Emily’s breath quicken in anticipation.

The brunette slowly dragged her bra straps down her shoulders, slowly exposing her modest chest. It took a lot of self control on your part, but you still refused to look at her body. You could tell that it was starting to get to Emily, but she wasn’t going to say anything, excited to see what you were up to.

As she drug her pants and underwear down her legs and stood back up, you made another few seconds of intense eye contact with her before letting your gaze slowly glide over her body.

You’d be lying if you said you’d never thought about her like this. She was beautiful, striking in a way that made your breath catch the first time you met her. As your relationship with her grew, you were conflicted about thinking of her like this. You’ve come to cherish your connection with her, but you couldn’t help but want more.

You took your time looking her over, trying to memorize every inch of her in case this was the only time you’d be able to see her like this.

Emily’s toes started to dig into the carpet, her anticipation growing to a head, the nerves starting to creep up.

“On the bed, on your back.”

Emily didn’t need a second to think this time, eagerly moving to the mattress and laying herself across it. She settled her head on a pillow in the middle of the bed, awaiting further instructions. It was something that was exhilarating for you, unexpected. You didn’t think she would be this compliant, but you weren’t going to question it.

Your eyes dragged across her body again, watching the way that her skin started to flush at your attention. “You’ve been a bitch the past few days.”

Emily went to open her mouth, to argue.

“No, no. That wasn’t up for debate. You have been. You’ve let this case get to you.” You started to crawl across the bed, your body between her legs. You remained clothed, the fabric of your pants sliding across her bare skin and causing goosebumps to erupt across her skin. You held eye contact, loving the way Emily’s dark eyes seemed to get darker, deeper. You could feel yourself getting lost in them. “I don’t know why, and to be frank, I don’t care.” You let your hands trail across her shins, up to her knees, pushing her legs further apart. You could feel your own heartbeat speeding up, fluttering inside your chest. “I’m going to fuck your attitude out of you and then we’re going to solve this case and go home. Understood?”

Emily swallowed, her head nodding briefly.

“Good,” you said, letting your eyes fall to her bare body. You licked your lips as you looked at her exposed pussy. Through her coarse curls you could tell she was wet, wetter than you expected her to be since you’ve not even touched her yet.

You leaned down, your eyes back on her face as you gently blew across her sodden lower lips. Emily’s eyes closed, her back arching slightly, her hips trying to push further into the sensation. She was sensitive, something you were going to enjoy.

Before her back could make contact with the bed again, your tongue made contact, licking quickly from her entrance to her clit, loving the way her voice got stuck in her throat. You decided you didn’t want to tease her, wanting her to get off and relax. Your tongue made a few more passes up and down, enjoying each sound you could pull from her. When she got used to the movement, her body expecting the up and down licks, you switched to swirls around her clit, sucking lightly, before moving down to her hole, entering her with your tongue.

You paid attention to the sounds she made, the way she whimpered when your tongue made quick circles around her clit, how a moan would get caught deep in her chest every time your tongue entered her. You ate her out passionately, intensely, taking out your frustrations from the past few days on her.

You could tell she was getting close, the way her leg muscles started to tense, how her hands started to fist in the sheet beneath her. With each swipe of your tongue against her, you could feel her get closer and closer to the edge, the both of you desperate to push her over. As she started to moan more often, gaining volume, you reached up your hands, grasping a breast in each. With perfectly timed pinches to her nipples, Emily came undone against your mouth. You continued to lap at her pussy, swallowing down everything she had to give you.

Before her body had a chance to relax, you pushed in two fingers, enjoying the way Emily choked out a harsh gasp at the fast pace you set immediately. “You’ve got one more for me, Em. Give it to me,” you commanded, surprised at the strength of your own voice.

Emily’s bottom lip was caught between her teeth as she struggled to keep up with the thrusting of your fingers. You pushed up her body, using the thumb of your other hand to pull her lip free. “Uh uh, baby. Let me hear those pretty noises.”

Emily whimpered, her eyes catching yours, a million words being shared between you two. Respect, thanks, lust, love.

Your wrist was starting to cramp at the position, but there was no way you were going to stop. Not with the sounds she was making, not with the way that Emily was looking at you. With each thrust in, Emily grunted, with each thrust out, a moan. On one particularly hard thrust, Emily’s back arched, her hands fisting into the shirt on your back. Figuring you had found her sweet spot, you focused there, watching with almost primal glee as her head tossed back in pleasure.

With her throat exposed, your lips made contact to the skin there, kissing and biting at the tender flesh. You trailed your lips up to her ear. “Do you think two orgasms is enough, or should I fuck you into a third?”

Emily’s only response was a garbled moan, her hands trying to scratch at your back through your shirt.

You smirked against her skin. “We’ll see if your cunt can take another one after you cum hard on my fingers.” You curled your fingers at that, feeling the spongy spot inside her that caused her to sob in ecstasy, her legs tightening against your hips. On each thrust you made sure to hit that spot. You moved your head back, wanting to watch her come undone.

You could feel her walls tightening around your fingers, it becoming harder and harder to move within her. You brought your other hand up, wrapping it around her throat, squeezing enough to send a euphoric rush through her.

“Cum for me, Em, now.”

She hadn’t disobeyed you yet.

Emily moaned your name loudly as her walls clamped down on your fingers, forcing you to stay within her as she rode out her orgasm. Her hips undulated against you, riding each wave, reveling in the high.

You worked her through it, easing as her body started to come down. Gently, you removed your fingers, taking satisfaction in the whimper she let out at being empty. You brushed some of her hair out of her face, smiling a little to yourself at the blissed out look on her face. “Feeling better?”

Emily started laughing, a true belly laugh. “You’re ridiculous.”

You smiled, tucking her hair behind her ear. “Hey, you don’t get to be sassy to the person who just fucked you back into a good mood.”

Emily rolled her eyes, her hands caressing your shoulders. “Thank you,” she whispered, her eyes expressing even more gratitude.

You lightly kissed her, the first of many. “Don’t mention it. Next time, don’t wait until you’re a raging bitch before asking for what you need,” you smirked.

Emily pushed at your shoulder, shaking her head lightly at your antics. She pulled you down, relaxing under the weight of you, feeling herself drift off to sleep.

If anyone noticed Emily’s improved mood the next day, or the hickies on her neck, they didn’t mention it. The fact that you two solved the case before the day was over was good enough for them.

#emily prentiss x reader #virescent v fanfic #emily prentiss fanfic #emily prentiss #emily prentiss x you #no use of y/n #welcome back to the emily prentiss smut fest #except this time emily is a bottom hehehehe #i wrote this in like an hour and a half after a thirteen hour shift so if it sucks no it doesnt

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leviathism · 2 years

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side characters x gender neutral reader

Diavolo rushes to your side. He feels so guilty that he couldn’t have caught you when you slipped. He immediately tells you that you’re off school for the week and staying at his castle to be under supervision to heal, even if it just is a sprained ankle.

He treats you like royalty, bringing you breakfast in bed and tending to every single need you have. He is just so, so guilty.

—

Barbatos pretends he didn’t see anything to protect your dignity, despite the loud yelling and repetitive thumps of your body slamming on each step. However, pain medication appears randomly in front of you.

Now when the two of you go down flights of stairs together, he links arms with you.

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Thirteen laughs so hard that she cries. She also somehow caught a video of the last part of it and sent it to the one person who she knew could and would pass it around quickly. Asmodeus.

Your disastrous fall is documented on the Devildom Central News the next morning. There are rumors that you didn’t make it out alive. What will Diavolo do without the human exchange student? Devildom Central News is panicking for him.

However she does kiss the big bruise on your forehead to make it up to you.

—

Solomon takes it serious for the most part by helping you up, making sure you weren’t seriously injured, and helping take care of your bruises and aches.

For the other part? He’s relentlessly teasing you once he’s sure you’re perfectly fine. He’s merciless, even bringing it up in front of Prince Diavolo for a quick laugh and giggle.

—

Simeon babies you for the next three days. He cannot forget how his heart dropped and how hurt you were at the time. Devildom staircases go forever and human bodies are just so fragile.

He’s a bit worried about how you fell down but he gets over it relatively quickly when you’re back to normal. He just watches you a bit more closely to see if you’re walking fine.

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Raphael doesn’t overreact at all. He helps you up, makes sure you didn’t break anything, and lets you go on your way. He doesn’t mention it to anyone, doesn’t watch you extra carefully, he understands it was a freak accident.

#obey me x reader #obey me x gender neutral reader #obey me x you #obey me fluff #obey me x gn!mc #obey me x gn!reader #obey me x y/n #obey me #thirteen x reader #obey me headcannons #raphael x reader #diavolo x reader #barbatos x reader #simeon x reader

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stumachersfavoritegirl · 1 year

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Rare Matthew Lillard

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demonvibez · 9 days

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Firstly, I love your writing style and how you use the colors in your formatting! I’ve really enjoyed everything you’ve posted so far!

Second, could you please write something with dom Thirteen and afab gn MC? Thanks in advance!

A/N: tysm for the compliments 🥺♡ hope you enjoy this little tease of a drabble! ;) Explicit (MDNI) · bondage, edging, fingering, fem anatomy

Thirteen looms over you, a mischievous glint sparkling in her eyes. You have fallen into one of her traps, once again, and she has the perfect plan for what she wants to do to you. She made this trap just for you, you see, and she plans to take full advantage of the moment.

One little snap of her fingers and the ropes binding you tighten further, your clothes ripping into shreds and falling away - she can't help the satisfied smirk at the sight of you. Naked and trembling, your mind races with all of the possibilities of what could happen next.

Her hand trails over your body, lightly grazing one of your nipples as she glides over your chest. You make the most adorable little moan at the sensation, so she takes it upon herself to continue teasing your breasts. She continues on as your moans and whimpers continue, and don't think she doesn't notice you trying to rub your thighs together, you naughty little human.

SMACK.

You feel her hand ripple across your backside, the sting both painful and pleasurable - but definitely enough to get your full attention. She grabs your hips, her neon yellow nails digging into your flesh oh so slightly, forcing you to still yourself.

"Be good for me, and you'll get a reward," and before you could even think twice, you are nodding eagerly for her.

You lose track of how many times she edges to you to brink of insanity, only for her to deny you and start the cycle of pleasure all over again. You almost start to believe she forgot her promise to reward you...until you finally hear those three words you've been waiting for...

"Cum for me," she murmurs to you as her thumb swirls your clit. With your hands still bound, you can do little more than thrust back against her. She slides a couple of fingers inside of you, her other hand sliding down into her own panties. She strokes the both of you, her pace quickening, as both of your moans fill the room. You continue bouncing as you fuck yourself on her hand, and your moans only grow louder as your climax overtakes you, warmth and euphoria washing over your body. As soon as Thirteen feels your orgasm squeezing her fingers, she rubs her clit just a little harder, triggering her own orgasm in tandem with yours.

She'll allow you to catch your breath, but only for a moment. She has a few more tricks up her sleeve, and she is far from done with you.

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orleia0708 · 8 months

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heyooo grandwa :D💖💖💖

I heard you're writing about obey me right?

So is it okay for me to reques headcanons about a scenario of where MC makes the brothers wear lipstick and kiss mc.

Yk so mc has a lip print on their cheek?

You don't have to write all the brothers. Just include Satan and thirteen for me ^^

Have a nice day💖💋

(Juve!!!)

Kissable kisses~

Satan

The little meows were the perfect background noise for reading…that is Satan’s opinion, obviously, but he didn’t lie, they were adorable! So that is obviously what Satan was doing was reading a book with having many kittens and cats around him meowing, as all MC was doing was running around, trying to find that one particular liquid lipstick which Asmo gave you on your birthday or maybe he bought it for you one a regular day, you don’t remember...

What you do remember is how amazing the lipstick was; the colour was vibrant, it stayed for long non matter how much you ate or drank and how you ate or drank and it absolutely made your lips more “Kissable” and you basically live in Satan’s room as you both are dating…. So where else could it be other than his room after that day two weeks ago…

You were lazing around as he read his books or did his homework you don’t know, and you didn’t care, but it was obvious you both were bored as hell and all you could do was stare at your gorgeous boyfriend, his green eyes, pretty blonde hair and his lips…Oh his lips, they were full and cue and so soft and tasted like lime, cats and mint…you loved kissing them…

And then you remembered that Asmo bought a gift! You kissed Satan’s cheek and told him you’ll be back in a minute as you ran out of the room, through the hallways and to your room, grabbed the pink and cutesy package and ran back through the hallways and into his room as you showed him the package excitedly while he closes his books, smiles and nods his head at you listening on what you guess it could be

As you opened the gift, it was a pretty lipstick, you were kind of scared of trying it on you cause once Asmo brought you a snake poison lipstick and forgot that humans can’t survive it….

Of-course Asmo got a good scolding but you also learned to try the lipstick on your boyfriend before on yourself and ask him if there is anything that humans can’t survive it, so obviously the first thing you do is put it on his lips and you couldn’t notice but see how beautifully and amazingly the liquid lipstick applied to Satan’s lips, it said you had to wait a while as it dried and so that’s what you did as Satan read the things to see if there was anything that human’s couldn’t handle….the lipstick for some reason was taking longer than it was supposed to as you continued to stare at Satan’s lips, you were taken over with the feelings of smothering his lips with kisses….and then you didn’t stop, cause who was there to stop you, Satan? He was too busy reading and making sure the lipstick was safe for humans, Mammon? He was in his room with Goldie, any other brother? All were busy doing their own thing and so you put your hands around his cheeks and neck and pulled him into a kiss….

For a second Satan wasn’t paying attention to the kiss as he was still reading the instructions, but then you slapped the thing out his hands and Satan only giggled and sighed against your lips before pulling you by your waist and kiss you back, as you pulled away for a second before kissing him again and slightly nibbling against his lips as he started giggling against your lips before peppering your face with kisses not realizing the slight problem…or rather…the not problem…

When you both did pull away Satan suddenly became shy looking away from you as he rubbed his lips with his pinkie finger, but when he saw the finger it was…red? Wasn’t this lipstick supposed to dry? Wait if this is not dry then that means….And Satan whipped his hands to look at you smirking at him before taking a selfie of his surprised, blushing and shy face with your face which was covered in lipstick marks…

Looking at his face, with his mouth agape, his cheeks red, and him having bright red, messy lips…This made you laugh as you cleaned the excess lipstick messing around Satan’s lips before flipped the liquid lipstick and unscrewed the back on it, before applying some clear gloss to Satan’s lips, and in a matter of seconds Satan’s lips dried and then you harshly rubbed two fingers across his fingers and showed him your clean fingers, before handing him a note and running out “Ay Mammon, look what happened!!”, all Satan did was read the note, throw it away before running behind you as to protect his reputation as the serious one before you got to Mammon…

“Hey darling..

I saw you making out with Satan at Diavolo’s party and your lipstick got horribly messed up, so I got you this one! It won’t mess up…..but don’t forget to apply the clear gloss which is present on the underneath the liquid lipstick and if you don’t….well ;)

Love,

XOXO Asmo♡~”

Thirteen

“OW, IT FUCKING HURTS!!”

“I know Thirteen, I’m sorry I’m trying my best to be gentle!” You yelled back while you brushed her hair after she was creating a trap for Solomon and got herself stuck in it, after a huge struggle and some sacrificing of her gorgeous hair she escaped… So you offered to help her untangle her hair and fix up her appearance, and as your girlfriend she agreed!

So here you were helping her untangle her hair, while she was going through some lipsticks of hers and seeing which one would fit her best to match the hairstyle you were trying to make while you were learning how to make it on Deviltube, Thirteen had a huge amount of lipsticks all in different shades…

Finally done with the hairstyle, you allowed your hands to rest while she allowed her neck to rest, her hairstyle done to match her pretty face, just a ponytail with several different types of braids joining it from the front and opening under the hair tie.

As you fixed the front baby hairs to be cuter on her face, while she wore a lipstick to match the hairstyle she thinks you made, she obviously picked up a orangish-pinkish-red one? You couldn’t tell the colour but it was very pretty and would definitely fit any look, as she applied it to her lips, you only fixed the front of her hair, the baby hairs and some very distinctive strands as she stared up at you, her eyes slowly scanning your features, she loved you and she would do this all the time..

Her eyes slowly fell on your lips, she suddenly remembers how Asmo was talking with you yesterday when he said how kiss marks were so romantic, Thirteen didn’t honestly like the idea because she doesn’t like how messy it could get, but you agreed that it was quite romantic and who you wanted Thirteen to cover you in them while you and Asmo fangirled over kiss marks as all she thought was why you would wanna be messy with lipstick marks…

She thinks that since you helped her with her hair and even went as far as doing a hairstyle, maybe you deserve a reward as she grinned up at you… Finally done you sat back with your legs folded under your knees to admire Thirteen’s new hairstyle, you smiled and noticed her grin, “And what’s gotten you so excited?” You asked as Thirteen only shrugged and motioned for you to be closer, you obeyed her and she cupped your cheeks and kissed your lips roughly, surprising you a bit before you kissed back, before she pulled back and continued to kiss you as you blushed and giggled at her behavior…

After a while, she laid on her bed with her arm around you and you snuggling up to her with multiple kiss marks on your cheeks, lips, eyes, nose, neck and else-where all while you slept peacefully, seeing you in a such a state made her cheeks burn up a bit as she smiled at you….Okay, maybe kiss marks were a little romantic…

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simplyycherry · 1 year

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OBEY ME SIDE CHARACTERS CHIBI DANCE BATTLE DESIGN

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ahsxual · 2 months

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So if you're still up for some Matthew Lillard requests I think I have one :)) (Ps, I literally love your writing! It's awesome!)

Could you possibly do Dennis Rafkin x a trans masc reader who is insecure about their body due to dysphoria?

A/N: I'm so sorry for taking so long to write this! I'm so happy to know that you enjoy my writing, hun🥺 I hope you like this and I apologize if I wasn't very specific about your request, but I tried my best! Ty for requesting 🤗

Pairing: Dennis Rafkin x GN!Reader

You and Dennis have a very close and intimate relationship in every aspect, in which you both understand each other like genuine soulmates. By just a simple glance, you already knew what was going on in each other's minds and what you were feeling inside your big, delicate hearts

Dennis himself has a lot of insecurities, so he completely understands and supports you whenever you feel down because of your appearance insecurities as well

Over time, you realize he's actually a very clingy and attentive boyfriend, always needing your approval, support and care, and he's more than willing to do the same for his lover

"Stop thinking and saying those bad things about yourself, Y/N! It's not true! You're the most amazing and beautiful/handsome human being I've ever laid my eyes upon and I'm so glad that you love me as much as I love you, sweetie." he would say to reassure you while gripping your forearms firmly

"You're so perfect in my eyes, honey... I know this sounds cliche, but I wish you could see yourself the way I see you, because you'd never feel that way about yourself anymore."

You usually cry when you see his tenderness towards you, how caring and affectionate he is with you in those fragile moments. Watching your tears fall from your eyes makes him cry too, as you're both so vulnerable and open with your feelings towards each other

"You helped me see something worthy in myself and it's only my job as your boyfriend to do the same for my sweetheart. I never liked anything about myself before I met you, and I'm so grateful for that... so I won't give up until you see your true worth and your beauty... I promise you, Y/N." he confessed between soft sobs, his lips trembling from how emotional he was feeling in that moment

And he always made you feel better about yourself afterwards, never failing in his reassuring promises to make you love youself more each day

At the beginning of your relationship, he was too scared to touch you and so were you, because you didn't want to hurt him by being the reason of his painful migraines

But as your relationship developed, he began to crave your touch and affection, even if it meant that he had to see some bad visions from your past

Until there was a moment where he already knew all about your past, more specifically your darkest moments, so his visions about your life stopped "hurting" him at certain point only his heart lol

Since then, your relationship had grown stronger, as he knows every insecurity you have and vice-versa. Besides being romantic partners, you are also best friends, which has made everything so much better and natural for you, with no hidden secrets between you

That being said, whenever you're feeling insecure, Dennis tends to hug you and gently kiss every piece of soft skin on your body that you don't like until you're a giggling mess.

Sometimes you even fall asleep in his arms, your last memory being of him kissing you so lovingly and his big hands caressing the part of your body you felt insecure about

If you don't want him to touch you in those vulnerable moments, he'll respect you as he sits by your side while saying the things he loves the most about you and how you don't need to feel insecure about anything, because in his eyes you're perfection

He's so attentive and careful with his words, struggling to think which words and compliments he should say to help you feel better

He gets very nervous and stressed if his praises and loving touches don't soothe you, so most of those times you need to calm him down, even if it was you who felt bad and sensitive in the first place

At the end of the day, with all his efforts to make you feel incredible, you see yourself a little differently, in a positive way for sure, and you feel so much better because of your sweet boyfriend who loves you dearly and would do anything to make you feel happy by his side

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stusfavoritesub · 1 year

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His Favorite Girl

Stu Macher x Reader (fem)

Hey y'all! So this is basically a backup page at the moment for my other account that's shadow banned. Until I get things sorted with that account I'll be posting here in the meantime. This is basically a page dedicated to any and everything Stu Macher/ Matthew Lillard! Any pictures, gifs, videos, and stories I'll be posting/ making. I'm actually making a Stu Macher x Reader story right now called my favorite girl! I've already finished the Prologue and Chapter 1! Working on Chapter 2 right now, and when it's done, I'll most likely post it on this page unless I hear back from customer support. So, let me know if you guys have any recommendations or constructive criticism. Any and everything is appreciated here XD Thanks for any support and let me know if you guys enjoyed the story!

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dalamjisung · 4 months

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matching set // thirteen: we need to talk about yesterday

pairing: popular!jeongin x introvert!reader

genre: college!au, fluff

description: You two grew up together. As in, together-together. It’s an old tale, one where your mothers are best friends and so, much like best friends do, they went through every mile stone together– dating, marriage, and babies. Safe to say, you two learned from the best, so no one was really surprised when college came around and you two ended up in the same place. The only problem was, you’re not sure if you can stay the same when everything else has changed.

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ALMOST AT THE END OF THIS SERIES!!! I'm loving how Innie is being so chaotic here!

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demonichikikomori · 11 months

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MASTERLIST:

Obey Me!: One Master to Rule Them All + Nightbringer

Lucifer

(He’s knee deep in paperwork, please come back later)

Mammon

(He’s at the casino right now, please come back later)

Leviathan

(He’s doing a figure unboxing right now, please come back later)

Satan

(He’s reading a book on curses right now, please come back later)

Asmodeus

(He’s bashing a shady make-up brand live right now, please come back later)

Beelzebub

(He’s eating a burger the size of your head right now, please come back later)

Belphegor

(He’s sleeping in the attic right now, please come back later)

Diavolo

(He’s sneaking away from his royal duties right now, please come back later)

Barbatos

(He’s making expensive tea for Diavolo right now, please come back later)

Mephistopheles

(He’s fawning over Luke right now, please come back later)

Simeon

(He’s playing with Luke right now, please come back later)

Raphael

(He’s hiding somewhere quiet right now, please come back later)

Solomon

(He’s cooking… Something… Please come back later)

Thirteen

(She’s singing in a karaoke booth right now, please come back later)

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my-ghost-monument · 2 years

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tbh disappointed there wasn’t a thasmin kiss (there was opportunity for it as well!) but that bridal carry is going to live rent free in my head forever

#doctor who #thasmin #doctor who spoilers #the power of the doctor #thirteen x yaz #I was d y i n g at that scene #and yaz in this whole ep oh my gods #mine

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leviathans-watching · 9 months

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chhw - 10

intro post/m.list | wc: .9k | next

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a/n: so i actually completely forgot about this series.... my b lmao

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The girl grinning at you is unlike anyone you’d ever seen. Dressed in a skirt that fell well above the ankle and quite a bit of décollage, she looks more like a lady of the night than a new member of the diplomacy program. She is utterly wonderful, you decide, shaking (shaking!) her hand.

“It’s nice to meet you,” you say, giving her a wide smile. “Welcome to the Devildom.”

“Thank you,” she murmurs, gazing at you with those peculiar eyes. “I’m excited to be here. You may call me Thirteen.”

“Thirteen,” you repeat, the name twisting on your tongue. This reaper is quite possibly the oddest creature you’ve met in your time in the Devildom, which is saying something. “Have you met the others? I believe Sir Solomon is present, as is Levi- I mean, Lord Leviathan, if you’d like to be introduced.”

“Oh, no need,” she replies, waving her hand. “Solomon and I are acquainted already.”

“I had no idea. Are you close?”

She snorts, a decidedly unladylike sound, and you love her even more. “Not at all. I quite dislike him, to be honest. He tried to poison me once.”

“Solomon did?” you gasp. “And why, may I ask?”

“I’m not sure.” Thirteen rolls her eyes. “I thought I was just coming over for dinner and yet when I arrived he tried to feed me something quite obviously inedible. It was horrible!”

“Oh,” you say, after a moment. “I’m afraid that’s just his regular cooking. He’s quite alright, aside from that. Even Lord Beelzebub can’t stand to eat the, erm, delicacies he prepares.”

Thirteen’s brow wrinkles at the mention of Beel, and you want to take back your words. You only hope she’s over the whole record incident and will continue to let his candle burn normally.

“I see,” she finally says. “Well, that’s a relief. I thought he was trying to take the cowards way out of our game.”

“Game?”

A vicious glint enters her eye. “Ah, yes. Solomon and I have a little thing going. If I beat him at a game or catch him in a trap, I get his soul.”

You doubt Solomon would ever enter a deal like that if he wasn’t confident in winning. “And how is that going for you?”

“I’ll get him one of these days,” Thirteen insists, stepping closer. “Why are you asking? Did he send you here to spy on me?”

“No, I didn’t even know you two knew one another,” you reply reasonably. “And please, Sir Solomon is more than capable of winning his own games. Plus,” you add after a moment, “I’m not that stupid, to get mixed up in all of the shenanigans that seem to surround him.”

“I guess,” she admits, scrutinizing you for another few seconds. “But if I find out you’re lying to me…”

“Yes, yes, my life will get cut short. Save the speech, I’m sure I’ve heard it all before.” You give her a little half-smile. “Should I take you to Prince Diavolo now? I’m sure you’re eager to get settled in. I believe he’s got a room prepared for you at Purgatory Hall.”

“And where is that?” she asks.

“Oh, it’s just down the street and to the left,” you reply. “Sir Solomon, Lord Simeon, and little Lord Luke all live there at the moment.”

Thirteen shudders. “I will not be staying there,” she says decisively. “I’d rather be out on the streets!”

“It won’t come to that,” you promise, resisting the urge to smile. “I’m sure the prince will be more than willing to set an alternative up. Come, I’ll lead you to him.”

“So,” a voice calls, and you look up from your work. “I heard you met our resident reaper.”

“That I did,” you reply, motioning for Solomon to sit. “She’s quite a character.”

“Yes,” Solomon agrees. “She is.”

“She mentioned you knew one another,” you say. “How ago was it you met?”

“Oh,” Solomon blows out a breath, thinking, “several hundred years at the very least. It’s been a long time.”

“I see,” you say, and it grows quiet.

“Are you jealous?” Solomon asks, breaking the silence, and you gape at him.

“Jealous? Whatever of?”

“Thirteen,” he says, as if it’s obvious. “I just thought that perhaps you’d be feeling a little threatened.”

You stare at him for a long moment before realizing he’s merely teasing.

“Well,” you say, looking down as if you’re embarrassed, “maybe a tiny bit.”

“Really?” Solomon asks, and you hit him in the shoulder.

“No, you buffoon. I think she’s perfectly nice and cannot wait to get to know her better. Jealous,” you repeat, laughing to yourself. “As if.”

“I was just making sure!” Solomon defends, holding up his hands, and you soften.

“I know, and thank you for that,” you say. “But if I felt threatened by the mere presence of another lady then I’d be the worst sort of insecure. I’m much better than that. Rather, I’m quite relieved. I look forward to getting a break from all of you and enjoying some time with her.”

“Argh, now I’m the jealous one!” Solomon says, and you laugh.

“Don't be. You’re a special one, Solomon, so no one can even come close.”

He raises his brows. “Is that a compliment?”

You shrug playfully. “Maybe.”

“Infuriating woman,” Solomon growls, but he’s smiling. And okay, yeah, maybe you’re smiling too.

(He doesn’t have to know it’s partly because you remembered that you and Thirteen are taking tea together later in the afternoon.)

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stumachersfavoritegirl · 1 year

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Rare Matthew Lillard

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glossytearsposts · 2 years

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How they sleep headcannons pt. 2

Part one

Dateables + exchange students

Gender neutral

Warnings: None

Simeon

He could sleep in both socks or no socks. Considering the fact that he falls asleep at his desk fairly regularly socks on is more likely.

HUGS A PILLOW. Don’t ask me how I know, he just does. Even if you are sharing the bed the pillow is going to stay for a while. Gotta leave room for Jesus.

Wears old man pjs like Lucifer but they have fun designs and color. Has a set that Lucifer bought him that’s his favorite. Definitely sent Lucifer a pic of him in it.

Luke

He was a strictly socks only kind of guy back in the Celestial Realm but the Devildom was just too warm for that. Socks off now unless Diavolo switches up the weather, then those bad boys go straight back on.

Sleeps on his front, face into the pillow. Traditional sleepover kind of guy. MC gets a mattress on the floor. Very comfy and quiet compared to the house of lamentation, 10/10 sleep.

Has a favorite shirt from Diavolo with little bears on it Don’t tell anyone he actually really likes it.

Solomon

No socks, Let them floor grippers breathe. Won’t wear socks until it is freezing. He likes the pair of toe socks Asmo got him as a joke. Likes to ~wiggle~ his toes in them bc it freaks out Luke.

Any position goes tbh. He could fall asleep upside down and still have a good sleep. Would probably hug you with an iron grip. Good luck MC this one is a doozy.

His current favorite are plaid pj pants but no shirt but it tends to change every 50 years or so. Asmo really hopes that he goes back to sleeping lingerie one day.

Diavolo

No socks. Have you seen his demon form. Tits out toes out is his motto. It’s also just a little too warm for socks.

Face sleeper, all the way. I feel like he sometimes accidentally transforms to his demon form while he’s sleeping because it’s more comfortable. Don’t worry about this if you ever share a bed though, he will be too excited and nervous to even fall asleep.

Like I said, tits out toes out. His demon form is the most comfortable to sleep in. If he can’t do that he has some loungewear Lucifer bought him that he prefers.

Barbatos

Socks. On. No arguments. The stompers will be appropriately clothed.

Out of habit he’s a very light sleeper will wake up if you move. Sleeps in a corpse position unless he is very worn out. You’re very lucky if you catch him sleeping anywhere outside his bedroom.

Another one who has a classic old man set. These are the only known pyjamas he has. Diavolo has sworn secrecy regarding his other nightwear.

Thirteen

Toe socks, they are fun. She enjoys the chaos of knowing the fact that she can cover each toe with a bit of sock. Has a magenta and pink set she got from Solomon and regards it as the only redeeming thing he has ever done.

Doesn’t have to sleep for a while if she doesn’t want to. Prefers to sleep with an invention of hers near enough that it could be used if need be. Good luck MC.

Likes tank tops and shorts that match. Also likes to have a matching hair tie and has a strict hair regimen. She won’t tell you but she likes doing hair so if she gets the chance you will end up with a new hair style specifically for when you sleep.

Mephistopheles

Socks, appropriate bed attire only. Wait Lucifer wears socks too? No socks, socks are for those who lack class.

Sleeps like a 𝒟𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓊𝒾𝓈𝒽𝑒𝒹 𝑔𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓁𝑒𝓂𝒶𝓃, meaning that he snores loud enough to wake the dead. Likes to kick sometimes. Rip MC.

Has a favorite set of black pyjamas they have a nice pocket on the chest ☺️👍. Don’t tell him Lucifer has the same set, he will loose it.

Raphael

No socks. He wants to feel free of obligations so he finds socks too constrictive.

This man is tired of dealing with Michaels shit. Please let him get at least 8 good hours of sleep. For the love of god, MC, if you’re in the room you better be quiet or he may pull a reverse guardian angel on you.

Not fully nude but close to it, he locks his door unlike a certain nudist sleeper. Just a good pair of boxers is all he needs. It reminds him of the days of loincloths. Good times.

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