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the-devils-girl94 Β· 11 months
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Spoiler Warning For A Duke's Bored Daughter Is My Master!!!
(( Well another rant for another webcomic..., this is also it's own separate warning because guess what!? The Male Lead is 18 and the female lead is 13! 🀬🀬🀬 So here's your content warning here if you don't want to go any further past the read more.))
Here's the thing...the story was good. Keyword here being WAS because I completely dropped it after witnessing that fucking scene. It was a kiss scene but still, it had romantic undertones! Like come on! Authors, you could have bridged that age gap a little bit fucking closer, don't you think!?
And guess what? Yes, it was another reincarnation manhwa/webcomic. Where you have a full ass grown woman in the body of young child having to relive her days in a new life.
BUT THAT IS STILL NO EXCUSE! LIKE PLEASE FORGET HISTORICAL ACCURACIES OR WHATEVER! THIS IS FICTION!
Listen, the story had a good thing going on. I love strong, female leads who are badasses and can kickbutt. But this....this just ruins it for me when you have an age gap that normally wouldn't be a problem if the main characters were in their 20s! Others had a hard time getting into it because apparently the author wanted to lay down the romance and lay it down they did, but i would have preferred the romance when the leads were closer in age.
Now i think, and this is my assumption/opinion so infer what you will, but i believe the author tried to make it seem more acceptable by making the female lead and male lead meet while they were children. But here's the thing about what's wrong with that, the 5 year age gap is still there. There was a 3 year time skip where the female lead is 13, and let me tell you they tried so hard to make her seem like she wasn't 13..., but that still means that the male lead was 15 and she was 10!!
So yeah, if you've made it this far and were thinking about this webcomic, here is your warning. The age gap will constantly be on your mind like a car riding on the ass of another car. You can't just forget it because its such a huge gap once you know their actual ages. Because even though the female lead is a grown adult, she is only an adult mentally and spiritually. Physically she is not and she would be perceived as a child by those in her environment, which makes it so much weirder, when you have the male lead who is 5 years olders than her!
Like please! Make it make sense! Make it less pedophilic and gross! Because all these technicalities ain't it!
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the-devils-girl94 Β· 1 year
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Hello everyone! Here's a little WIP of a new headcanon I'm working on! Enjoy❀❀❀
Lucifer:
He was just getting done with his work when he stopped in his tracks, his ears catching the sound of a forlorn voice. The voice was singing and Lucifer felt entranced by the sound, compelling him to go find the source. He wandered the house and as the singing got louder, he knew he was getting closer and closer until he found himself in the music room.
Standing in the middle of music room singing their heart out was you. You were so engrossed in your singing that you didn't notice Lucifer, who had long since entered the room. He stood and stared at your back and listened intently to your song, which he noticed was a bit sad.
Is that why your voice was so full of sadness and emotion?
The Avatar of Pride just listened, because despite the sadness of it all, your voice was so melodious, so passionate, and lovely to listen to.
Lucifer could sense the end of your song coming and though he knew that his presence would shock you, he gave you a round of applause. You were startled which he expected but when you turned around, he didn't expect you to have tears streaming down your cheeks.
Immediately he strode over to you, removing his gloves to touch your cheeks and wipe yours tears.
"Lucifer! H-how long were you-," you started to ask, blushing as you felt his long fingers tenderly caress your face. You already felt hot and embarrassed enough that he probably heard you singing.
"Why are you crying? Did someone hurt you!?," he interrupted, concern flitting across his features. You shook your head, telling him no. "Then why?"
You chuckled. "This is just something that happens when I sing a sad song. It's like I can feel the emotions of whoever wrote it and it makes me cry."
"Still, I don't like seeing you cry like this."
You sniffled as you wiped away the rest of your tears. "It's fine. I don't always cry when I sing. Just sad songs, ok?"
You smiled at him to show that you were really okay. Lucifer returned your smile with one of his own and leaned down to kiss your forehead, brushing stray strands of hair out of the way.
"Ah," you gasped, surprised by the loving gesture as your cheeks turned pink. It wasn't before the tips of your ears became hot as Lucifer said, "Then I hope you'll only sing happy ones in my presence, my sweet."
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the-devils-girl94 Β· 1 year
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6 Days...
Minors do not interact.
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Beel's tongue slides through your folds, collects your sweet nectar which he drinks down ravenously. You taste sweeter than honeydew, a fact he tells you often, especially late at night when you find yourself beneath him, his strong arms keeping you from wriggling away from him.
He loves to eat your pussy, suck on your clit, make you come over and over just so he can devour you more. He loves the taste of you. Loves the meals you give him when you come. Loves that he's strong enough to keep you right where he wants you for as long as he wants.
He's not cruel -- if you've had too much and beg and cry hard enough he'll let you have a moment. But he won't stop until he's sated.
Tonight is such a night. He's got your legs over his shoulders, his arms securely holding you in place as he swirls his tongue around your clit, dips into your core and moans deeply. His tongue shouldn't be that long, you think, but you can't truly process it with the way he strokes it against your sweet spot. It feels too good, you feel too good.
"Beel," you gasp his name, clench your fists in his hair as if it mattered. "I'm gonna-"
He speeds up his ministrations, sliding that long tongue around to somehow massage your clit and your core at the same time, and it sends you hurdling over the edge of your release.
He doesn't stop, laps up every drop of you that you give him and keeps going.
If you die like this, you think, maybe it wouldn't be so bad.
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the-devils-girl94 Β· 1 year
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Playing With Their Chest: Lucifer
((Honestly, we always make posts about our favorite characters playing with our chests, messing with our sensitive nipples, biting and nibbling, and leaving behind hickeys that they're so proud of. So why not do the ol' switcheroo!? Enjoy! P.S.- I just wanted to upload Lucifer's part because I was very proud of this piece here! Also Diavolo would be perfect for this. 😏))
"Nnh, MC!"
Lucifer groaned as your hands kneaded the hard flesh of his chest. The sensitivity was getting to him. His face was flush and the tips of his ears were dark red. He didn't know how sensitive his chest was until you brought it up and started this little experiment. You were partially curious, but you also wanted an excuse to feel up his chest. A naughty little reason to have the chance to touch him to your heart's desire.
And the results were more than satisfying. The Avatar of Pride laid beneath you, his knuckles between his teeth as he desperately tried to silence his moans. Lucifer's cock was hard and bulging against the constraints of his slacks.
"MC," he groaned. "Don't you dare continue to--Aah!"
He was interrupted when you leaned down to pop his nipple into your mouth. Your tongue swirled around it before you gently grabbed it with your teeth and tugged. Lucifer's back arched and his body shuddered. His breath was shaky and you were delighted to see the oh-so Prideful Lucifer reduced to such a pretty mess.
Releasing his nipple with a pop, you said, "You look so gorgeous like this, Lucifer."
His red eyes couldn't even muster enough strength to glare at you. They were hooded with lust. You gave him a salacious grin as you continued your ministrations. As you leaned down to pop his other nipple into your mouth, your hand slid down to caress his clothed, straining bulge.
"I definitely wouldn't mind if we could do this all the time," you thought as you listened to his moans and let little Lucifer join in on the fun.
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the-devils-girl94 Β· 1 year
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*crawls from a hole in the ground titled Fantasy Romance* okay, the gremlin is back and boy do I have a pet peeve.
RANT INCOMING! I REPEAT, RANT INCOMING!
Warning: Please read the tags before you read the rant. That way you're not surprised by what you read here.
For anyone who has read the reincarnation fantasy romance webtoons or just regular fantasy romance novels, do you know what I despise??
It's when the girl is in love with an adult dude who fucking has seen her grow up from a little girl to an adult woman and she marries him because the feelings are returned...! To name a few of those that have done this, just in case you don't want to bother reading, I Belong To House Castielo, Little Lady Mint, and Daughter of The Emperor are guilty of this.
And here's the thing, some try to justify it with the fact that if the girl is reincarnated, she's actually older than she seems. Which, yeah, fair enough, but what the fuck about the fucking adult man!? It makes him look so sus and we question every interaction between him and her because she grew up with him!!! And the dude doesnt know she's reincarnated because obviously that's not something you drop into the fucking conversation. It makes me root more for the second male lead who actually is her age! And I mean current age, not the age she was when she died and got reincarnated. I ain't adding that shit up.
It's just bad.
Hell, even those who don't have a huge age gap, like 4-6 year age gaps would be fine...if both were already adults!!! No! You have someone who is 12 being loved by someone who is 16! Back when I was in highschool, we were disgusted by seniors who would try to date freshmen girls. One dude even tried to date a middle school girl! Come the fuck on!!!
Ugh, the rage I feel!
Now I do understand that the fantasy romances are usually set in a medieval setting or even 1800s royal setting, where shit like this was normal. But as the author or creator, it's not like you have to follow it. You're already adding magic and even modern themes into the mix, but you can't age up your character or even age down the love interest??
Like it's just gross and slimy. And it doesn't paint the male lead in a good light either. Like it's hard to like a male lead who is 20+ years older than the female lead who met and grew up with him since she was fucking 5! And by the time they marry, she's 16 and he's 36!
UGHHH!
Anyway that was my rant...I'm tired.
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the-devils-girl94 Β· 1 year
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Reaction To Hearing That MC Has Been Injured Or Wounded: Dateables + Luke
((I finished up the version for the Dateables and added Luke as a bonus! Hope you guys enjoy!))
Diavolo:
β€’ His reaction is less than princely. He can't believe you've been hurt in his realm, his kingdom. He spares no mercy in whoever is to blame for your injuries.
β€’ He's so furious, so angry, that Barbatos has a hard time calming him down, even with reassurance that you're okay. The Prince's ire isn't something that can be easily quelled.
β€’ He's swift to make changes to ensure nothing like this ever happens again. You're much to precious to lose, having stolen his heart along with the others.
β€’ Even when his anger has subsided, he's filled with guilt and grief that he doesn't even think he could face you. He does with a push and shove from his butler and right hand man.
β€’ When he sees you covered in bandages, his heart shatters at how fragile and vulnerable you look. He wants nothing more than to protect you.
β€’ He takes charge in visiting you almost everyday, not even Barbatos can really stop him. (But he also understands and allows it.)
β€’ He brings flowers, gifts, chocolates, and more to your bedside. Your room is filled to the brim with his presents that they overshadow the brothers.
β€’ He vows that when you're all better, he'll take you on grand trip where it's just the two of you.
Barbatos:
β€’ He knows that he saw it coming, but he still couldn't prevent you from getting injured.
β€’ Though he's not one to show much emotion, he's beside himself with guilt and shame at failing to protect you.
β€’ He almost can't bare to see you lying unconscious in your bed, heavily bandaged and the faint scent of your blood still staining your skin.
β€’ From the moment you're injured, he's there by your side, taking care of your wounds by dressing and repressing them.
β€’ He even asks for a bit of time off from the Young Master to see about you. Its the only way he can atone for his sin of not protecting you.
β€’ As he dresses your wounds, he always leaves a kiss after the dressing is done. He's super affectionate when he's caring for you.
β€’ Even before he leaves you for the day, he kisses your forehead and always reassures you that he'll be back tomorrow though he wears a pained expression as he says so because he doesn't want to leave in the first place.
Simeon:
β€’ Hearing the news, he doesn't want to believe it. He rushed to where you are to confirm that it's not true and that you're fine, but when he's met by the silent brothers crowding around you and finally sees your unconscious body, he's overcome with an overwhelming emotion of grief.
β€’ He silently cries by your bedside, holding your hand as he waits for you to wake up and smile again.
β€’ He visits you everyday til you wake up and even volunteers to care for you until you can move and depend on yourself again. He'll even have majority of your stuff moved to Purgatory Hall, if possible, and have you stay in his room. It'd be much easier to look after you that way.
β€’ He makes you meals, feeds you, and bathes you (though you are embarrassed about that last part).
β€’ Plus he gets to see you smile as you recover and Luke gets to visit you everyday which is a plus.
Solomon:
β€’ As soon as he hears the news, he rushes to go see you. To have lived for over a thousand years and still fear the loss of those close to him, he just wouldn't bear it if he lost you too. You're the only human he's gotten close to, knowing that human lives are fragile and fleeting.
β€’ To see your injured body wrapped up in so many bandages and gauze, he's angry, crestfallen, and wondering if he can bare to still be around you, knowing that he'll live longer than you.
β€’ It's only when you're awake that he perishes that thought and knows it would be foolish to distant himself when he has so many memories with you. But the fear of losing you in the blink of the eye has him rattled. (He might threaten Death to leave your soul alone so you can be immortal like him.)
β€’ He also visits you everyday, much to the displeasure of the brothers.
β€’ He often comes bearing gifts and stays well past midnight, leaving through your window once you fall asleep.
β€’ He doesnt even tell you that he doesn't fall asleep when he leaves. Instead hes staying up in his room to make a potion that will heal all your wounds and scars.
β€’ He succeeds but gets heavily scolded by you when you notice the bags under his eyes. He hugs you, saying that he'd do it all over again if it's for you.
Luke:
β€’ He couldn't believe it. The tears would not stop until he knew you were okay, but even when you regained consciousness, he still couldn't stop crying.
β€’ He never knew there would come a day where he would see just how fragile a human life can truly be. To see you in bandages and your skin marred with more scratches and deep cuts, he had never felt such fear and sadness grip him the way it did when he saw you that day.
β€’ In his fear, he didn't visit you for a while because he thought that if he touched you, you would break and he would never see you again.
β€’ He would have nightmares where he'd wake up and go to Simeon's room to cry. Its only when Simeon convinces him to go see you because you're sad that your favorite angel hasn't come to see you. And he decides to be strong for you.
β€’ He doesn't stay strong for long because as soon as he saw you, the tears bubbled up again and he rushed to your side as soon as you opened your arms to him.
β€’ He promised to never leave your side again and that he'll stay with you until you're all better.
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the-devils-girl94 Β· 1 year
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Sinful Thoughts #11
Warning: Not too sure if this falls within dubcon territory, but just in case, here is a warning if it does.
Just imagine with me, y'all:
He's pounding away at your hole, every powerful thrust sending waves of ripples on your ass. Everything is too much, too deep, too fast. The pleasure is rotting your mind as every thrust had you speaking in tongues. You don't know how many orgasms he has pulled from you and just as you're about to have another one, you reject it. Moving away as you finally uttered a hoarse, "T-too much!"
His cock is pulled out of you as you run away, only to have your ankle grabbed and pulled back towards him.
"Where do you think you're going?," his rough, harsh toned voice sending a shiver down your already sensitive body. He flips you around by your ankles to your back, his build towering over you. Your back arched and you couldn't let out a sound as he buried his cock back into you. Shock and pleasure coursing through your veins as he pulled that orgasm out of you, leaving you shaking and clenching around his hard member.
"Don't think you can run away from this dick, my sweet. You're gonna take every inch of me tonight...I'm gonna be so good to you, baby. Just take all of me."
((I'm so sorry, you guys...this was rotting my brain and I couldn't help it. Throw me in the slammer. I know I deserve itπŸ€²πŸΎπŸ˜”))
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the-devils-girl94 Β· 1 year
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When Their Shy S/O Asks To Do It: Asmodeus πŸ’‹
((Finally I put up something dedicated to Asmodeus. I have so many fics for him but I have never gotten round to finishing nor posting them. Hope you guys enjoy Asmo's part! I probably made him a bit OOC in this...))
Warning: Slightly smutty, OOC Asmodeus, heavily suggestive
"Alright, you can do this," you cheered yourself on in your thoughts. In your hands, your thumbs hovered over the onscreen keyboard on your DDD. You put it down and dropped your head into your hands, letting out a frustrated sigh. For the past 20 minutes you've been trying to send a message to your boyfriend, Asmodeus.
The message? Well...
Thinking of the contents of your message, your thighs clenched together in need. Contrary to your pure and shy nature, dirty thoughts have been popping into your head about what you want Asmodeus to do to you. And it was hard to will these thoughts away due to Asmo's flirtatious nature. His constant whispers of sweet nothings and praises that he speaks into your ears slowly teeters you away from the good path. And it never matters where he does it, whether in public, private, or in the presence of his brothers. His salacious touch leaves trails of fire on your skin, tempting you so deliciously. He drives you absolutely crazy.
But he's also so patient and listens to you dutifully. You've never asked him to take care of your desires before, not having enough courage in you to do so. Instead, it's always been him who initiates, asking for your consent to touch you and blow your entire world.
It was only natural that you started to think of it as being somewhat unfair to Asmodeus to always let him start things.
So this is what you've been struggling with...
And it's not like you haven't tried before, but once you start to ask, you pull away saying that it's nothing important, bottling up your sexual frustration.
You finally shook your head, slapping your cheeks with both hands as you fill yourself with determination.
Picking up your DDD again, you finally sent a message to Asmodeus and waited with bated breath for his reply.
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Bored.
Asmodeus was bored to death. Never in his life has he ever been so filled with boredom at a party. With the lively chatter and music abundant, Asmodeus just felt no need to be social. Of course, he kept his charming smile as many of his adoring fans greeted him and tried desperately to stick to his side. However, even they couldn't lift his tired spirits. He thought it was about time for him to leave this party since he wasn't having any fun, but then his phone chirped.
He pulled it out from his back pocket, his lock screen flashing in his face.
My Darling MC followed by numerous heart and kiss emojis popped up on screen. It made a gleeful smile turn up on his face to see your gorgeous face lighting up his screen. He immediately went to his messages, ready and hurrying to reply back to you.
He was stopped, however, once he read your message though. It read:
Hi, Asmo. This is a bit embarrassing to say, and I don't mean to be a bother since you're away at a party and all, but if you see this by any chance, I wanted to tell you that I'm really horny. I'll be waiting for you back home.
He almost couldn't believe his beautiful eyes. He read your message over and over, trying to convince himself that it wasn't a dream. You were initiating...Asmo had to control the blush that was creeping up to his neck. His imagination ran wild with all the possibilities of coming home to finding you in various states of undress. Though, even if you were fully clothed, you wouldnt be for long.
He chuckled to himself, his fans swooning over the melodic sound. He turned to them, upping his charm to another level. "Sorry, darlings! Your favorite demon has to go now. I promise to spend more time with you later, bye-bye~," he sung, waving at his saddened fans as he walked away.
As soon as he left out the door, Asmodeus did something he never thought he'd do. He ran home.
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Back at home, you were still waiting for Asmo's reply. It had been well over fifteen minutes since you sent it, and you were overthinking about if the message was too much or if he had even seen it. You stared at your phone with anxious eyes until you were startled by the sound of your door slamming open. Suddenly you were being embraced by strong arms and a squealing voice calling your name.
"MC~," squealed Asmodeus as he squeezed you in his arms. "Did my eyes deceive me!? Are you really horny for me, my darling?"
Heat rose to your cheeks at his words and you squeaked, "A-Asmo!"
Asmodeus giggled, but he pestered you. "Are you, my sweet?"
To which you buried your reddened face into his chest and muffled out an embarrassed yes. Though you couldn't see it, Asmodeus smiled at you, his soft features becoming more soft as his eyes stared at your soft hair with love. He released you from his tight embrace and you were going to protest as you wanted to hide some more, but you were pulled back in for a deep kiss.
You gasped, giving Asmo the opportunity to tease your tongue with his. You were reminded of the fiery heat that was building up inside you before when you desperately wanted Asmodeus. And here you had him. His slender hands guiding your arms to link around his neck, and those same hands finding their way under your shirt, taking ample interest in your perky nipples.
You broke away from the kiss to whine as his fingers pinched and flicked away at them, arching your back into his touch. He licked his lips, savoring your sweet taste. His sweet MC. He brought his lips to your ear to whisper,
"I'm going to make sure to savor this moment, darling. I'm going to give you every part of me and take things slow tonight. I hope you're ready, MC~."
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Distracting Lips πŸ’‹: Lucifer
Summary: Lucifer gets distracted by your lips throughout the day and finally gets to claim them.
Warning: suggestive themes, Lucifer becoming infatuated with your lips, kissing
((This is another series thing I'm doing with my previous post where I do all the brothers and dateables separately. So I hope you guys enjoy this Lucifer goodness because whoo, this one almost got me πŸ₯΅.))
It's usually not like Lucifer to be distracted. However, on this particular day, his eyes couldn't seem to look away from your lips. From the moment he woke up to your soft lips on his, he couldn't stop thinking about them. Even now as you lead the conversation in today's meeting, his gaze was transfixed on your glossy lips, taking note of how they formed around certain letters of the alphabet.
He was snapped out of his stupor when Diavolo called his name and realized you've already taken your seat. His face became flushed and he cleared his throat, embarrassed as he heard the snickering of his brothers and the worrying tone of yours and Diavolo's voices. He was so glad that it was towards the end of the meeting.
"If there's nothing else on the agenda, let's end the meeting here," he announced, annoyed at the many whoops that erupted from his brothers as they hurried out of their seats. Lucifer sighed as he fell back in his chair, his hand over his eyes as everyone filed out of the room. All except you.
He felt lips on him once again and looked up to see your smiling face, becoming captivated once again. You were about to ask if he was okay but was cut off as he pulled you into his lap, where he placed his hand under your chin, sweeping his thumb across your bottom lip. You blushed at this.
"I've been thinking about these all day," he said, his eyes half lidded with desire. "Please let me indulge myself, MC."
You chuckled as you figured out that this was what wrong with him. "Ok," you agreed. "Kiss me until you're satisfied then."
You didn't have to tell him twice. His lips were on yours in an instant, dragging you into a passionate kiss that had you reeling. Your back met the cool surface of the meeting table as Lucifer kissed you with such fervor. It wasn't long until air became an urgent need and you pulled away to catch your breath.
But, Lucifer brought you back with a breathless, "Not satisfied yet."
He kissed you again, this time his tongue invading, conquering, dominating the inside of your mouth, causing you to moan.
Who knew that your lips could do this to him?
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the-devils-girl94 Β· 1 year
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Christmas Betting Game πŸ’‹πŸŽ
Chapter 1: Lexi Proposes A Bet! πŸ’‹
((I told you guys I would be bringing back this picture to explain it's meaning! Hope you guys enjoy this little smutty self-insert!))
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Lexi grinned at herself in the mirror, showing off her sharp teeth, as she eyed herself. Red like her eyes, she wore a bodycon dress that showed her voluptuous curves. It had no straps or strings, leaving an ample amount of cleavage to show and her shoulders bare. The hem of the dress was decorated with trims of white, faux fur. And a beautiful bow tied it altogether perfectly. With a pair of elbow-length gloves and thigh-high stockings, it completed and captured the very look she was aiming for.
A sexy, Missus Claus.
"Coo. Coo."
She felt a soft, fluttering sensation on her cheek and she looked over into the purple-tinted glasses of her owl. She gave them a smile and gently scooped up the small bird in her hand.
She placed the creature on top of her head, where it quickly settled itself into her curls like a nest. It gave her a phantom thumb's up. Chuckling, she gave herself one last look and grabbed a nearby Santa hat, putting it on her head. "I think I should dress up more often," she muttered to herself. "I should ask Asmo sometime."
"Coo," the owl replied in answer, but Lexi only rolled her ruby eyes at it. She made her way to her door, where she also grabbed a bag and a note, and left her room.
It was time for a new game to start.
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It was another bustling day for the House of Lamentation. The brothers were once more getting ready for RAD and enjoying yet another eventful breakfast. But, this time, they were stunned to silence when the only human occupant decided to make her appearance.
Sauntering in the room, decked out in her Santa outfit, Lexi proudly exclaimed, " Ho ho ho, bitches!"
"Oi, Lexi, watch your language!," frowned Lucifer. He narrowed his eyes at her, but she only laughed in response, causing his brow to twitch in annoyance. He really didn't want to deal with today. "And please tell me what is the meaning of this? Why aren't you dressed for school?"
"I decided to skip school today. I got something I want to propose to you all."
Lucifer stood to protest but Satan, the fourth oldest of the bunch, abruptly intervened. "And what is it that you're thinking of proposing, Lexi?," he asked, giving her a smile that showed how amusing the whole situation was playing out in front of him.
She smiled back at him before returning her gaze to Lucifer, meeting his eyes coolly. "I want to play a game with you guys. And I think you'll all like what I got as a prize if you win."
Asmodeus, to the right of her, gasped in delight and clapped his hands together rapidly. "Ooh, I'm getting excited! I don't even know what the game is but I can tell I'm gonna win!," he squealed.
"Is the prize gonna be food? I'll play if there's some limited edition snacks involved," came the sound of the sixth oldest brother, Beelzebub. And soon the others started to chime in.
"Obviously, the prize should be money! Some cold, hard Grimm, man!"
"Waaah, if it's that new Ruri-chan figurine I've been anxiously waiting for my entire life, I would be so set!"
"Hm, I definitely wouldn't mind a new book that's been circulating in my social circles that I haven't gotten my hands on yet."
Lexi sighed and pouted as the attention from the brothers were fading away from her. She napped her fingers and a large phantom hand holding a buzzer came from underneath her hat. The sight of the hand caused Mammon to yelp and hide.
"BZZT!"
The sound of the buzzer caught everyone's attention and they were once again focusing on her. "Thank you, Sozzy," she petted the fuzzy owl under hat, chuckling when it nuzzled against her hand; the creature letting out a soft 'yeey' only Lexi could hear. Clearing her throat, she spoke again. "All of you are wrong! Though, thanks for telling me what I should get you for Christmas, but this prize is something more valuable and precious."
"Well, what is it?," came the annoyed voice of Lucifer, who was already done with the young woman's antics.
Hearing that, Lexi gave everyone a shit-eating grin, showing off her sharp, pearly whites. She brought her hands up to her breasts, leaning over the dining room table as she did so, which made all the brothers' cheeks heat up.
"It's me!"
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the-devils-girl94 Β· 1 year
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When Their Shy S/O Asks To Do It: Lucifer
((There will be multiple parts dedicated to each character. Hope you guys enjoy Lucifer's part, even though there's no smut. Some suggestive scenes though.))
He noticed you glancing at the clock every now and again. You would fidget with your hands and then steal a glance at him, only to quickly look away. He could tell you wanted to ask him something but your shy nature was preventing you from voicing what you wanted to say. So, he calls out to you,
"MC, what's the matter?"
You blushed and shook your head. "It's-Its nothing!," you stuttered. You could feel Lucifer's eyes boring into you, but still you avoided his gaze. The Avatar of Pride sighed and stood from his chair, making careful strides towards you.
You jumped, startled, when you felt his hand on your shoulder and turned your head to see him sitting beside you. Lucifer brought you to his chest, concern resting on his features as he stared at you.
"Tell me, MC. I can't help you if you don't tell me what's bothering you."
As his arms wrapped around you, your face became buried in his chest. You caught a whiff of his scent and it made your head spin, making your already flushed face heat up a couple more degrees. You were nervous to say what was troubling you.
Nervous to say you were feeling...needy.
You knew Lucifer would never make fun of you for asking. If anything, he would immediately stop what he was doing just to attend to your needs, your unsatisfied desires. But it was hard for you to muster that courage to say it.
Even practicing in front of a mirror couldn't help you.
However, being in Lucifer's embrace calmed your nerves enough to ease your racing mind. You felt you could do it. You had to do it. Otherwise, the rising heat in your belly will never be cooled.
Exhaling out a sigh, you raised your head to meet Lucifer's red eyes. Those concerned, worrying ruby orbs stared back into yours. He watched as your lips parted and you spoke, "I was wondering..."
"Wondering what, love?"
The soft tone of Lucifer's voice had you lower your head again, causing the anxious demon to worry more. Yet, you continued.
"I was just wondering if it's too early...to-to go back to the bedroom."
It was then that Lucifer connected your earlier behavior to now and understood why you were so nervous. He chuckled softly, making you look at him with a red face. You wanted to hide now.
You brought your hands to cover your face, but they were stopped by another pair of hands. Your chin was lifted and you saw Lucifer's smirking face. Blushing, you tried to look away, but Lucifer kept your gaze solely on him.
"My dear MC," he said, his voice soft and caressing your reddened ears. "You want me? Is that what you were trying to tell me, love?"
"Y-yes," you stammered. Looking at the Avatar of Pride was beginning to fuel to the starter fire inside. "I'm saying I want you."
Lucifer let out an amused huff. You squeaked as you were suddenly picked up, only to be laid back down on the sofa with Lucifer on top of you. His eyes were focused on your lips. His smirked widened when he brought his leather gloved hand to your chin, using his thumb to swipe at your bottom lip. You subconsciously licked your bottom lip, making Lucifer sit up to loosen his tie. He stared down at you as he asked you this,
"Then do you want to go back to the bedroom? Or should I take you here on this sofa, right in my office, my needy MC?"
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YOO HOW BOUT THIS, a reader with a REALL REALLY good fashion taste, the bros sometimes summon them so they could pick on what they wear!!1! (+ undates)
((I didn't add the new characters because I haven't progressed enough in the game to really get to know them, but enjoy anon! Sorry for taking so long.))
Lucifer:
Look, it's a pride thing. You wouldn't understand. Lucifer is literally the type of demon who legit takes pride in his wardrobe that we have seen this man be hurt when he has to wear something utterly ridiculous. He don't do cute, not the least bit interested in fast fashion. This man is conservative, professional, and classy. And it seems you know this about him very well. Too well in fact. Lucifer would definitely take offense if you were to comment on his clothing choices, saying that instead of pairing this with that, he should've paired that with this. But he sucks it up for once when he has to ask you for your help because he gets stumped on what to wear for a meeting. All of his best suits seem no good for this particular meeting so he requires your expertise, but be warned. If you make him the laughingstock of the meeting, he will spare no mercy in punishing you. But, fortunately for you, you don't do that. Instead Lucifer gets hit with so much praise and compliments from those dazzled by his charming, good looks coupled with his equally dashing outfit picked and fitted by you that he calls on you everytime.
Mammon:
Mammon would be seriously greedy for your fashionable intel. You know that Mammon likes to dress rich with jewels and gems hanging off his neck and wrapped around his fingers. Even for simple outings, he's wearing hundreds, probably even thousands, of dollars of clothing. So, if he ever calls for you, you already know his style, his go-to colors, and whatever jewelry he needs for any and all occasions.
Satan:
Satan enjoys seeing your mastery and knowledge regarding the fashion side of things. He, too, prides himself in his wardrobe, simply because it annoys Lucifer so much. But he probably doesn't realize that it annoys the shit out of you too. You've always observed Satan, and damn his fashion choices have accrued high fees of your loathing. So you are insanely happy and skipping over daisies when he calls for you to go shopping with him. Finally, you get an opportunity to dress him, and when he sees you happy, he's happy. He even loves the clothes you pick out that he had no idea suited him so well.
Asmodeus:
Honestly, Asmodeus is really the fashionista out of the bunch. If anything, when Asmodeus calls for you, it's really to brag and get some suggestions on how to enhance the look. I can totally see you guys hosting fashion shows starring only you two with clothes you just purchased.
Leviathan, Beelzebub & Belphegor:
These three, I think, wouldn't call you as often. If it's for any event that's fancy, like a party at the Devildom castle or something equivalent, then they would call you for that. But, ultimately, these three are kinda comfortable with how they dress. Mostly because Beel and Belphie value comfort, while Levi is mostly a shut-in who mostly goes to cons that is more suited for cosplay than fashion.
Diavolo:
He would definitely call for you daily. He's the Prince of the Devildom and that means he's constantly meeting people. So he has to keep his appearance up as well. With your guidance and expertise, not only does he look good, people are even asking for his stylist and even praising how good he looks. He seems so serious when he offers you to stay as his permanent stylist, going so far as to offer a very generous pay plus dental coverage.
Barbatos:
Won't summon you as often but happy to offer up his body for your fashion needs if you create clothes too. Happily accepts any items of clothing you get for him and will ask questions on how to best wear the item in question.
Simeon:
If only to get closer to you, he would definitely call you for help when it comes to picking out an outfit. I like to think that Simeom dresses way too formal, even for informal events or outings, so I can see him asking you for help on how to dress more appropriately for things.
Solomon:
This man is thousands of years old. So I can only assume he calls you just to get him more accustomed to the modern world through clothes. And fashion is constantly changing anyway, so you're also helping him keep up. I wouldn't be surprised if this man still had fits from the 80s or even the 1700s in his closet.
Luke:
Luke is totally a kid who just needs help picking out clothes. I can see him calling you to go shopping with him because you have a better eye for clothes that suit him than he does. Of course you'll try to sneak in an occasional cute outfit in for your enjoyment, which he will scold you for.
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the-devils-girl94 Β· 1 year
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Happy birthday! I hope its great!
Thank you! πŸ€—
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the-devils-girl94 Β· 1 year
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Happy Birthday again dear Lexi! Hope you’ve been doing well!!!!
Thank you, my dear! I hope you've been doing well too!
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the-devils-girl94 Β· 1 year
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!
Thank you so much anon!
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the-devils-girl94 Β· 1 year
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Happy Birthday To Me
I turned 24 today. Nice.
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the-devils-girl94 Β· 2 years
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Got to meet Miura Ayme, VA for Asmodeus, at my favorite Convention today!
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He was so sweet and cute, you guys! I bought his merch and got his autograph!
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