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I really love your work, your angst pieces are masterpieces. I have a head cannon that demon hunter are a thing, they hunt kill and torture demons to find their weaknesses. I was hoping you could possible write about MC being up in the human world and an organization of demon hunter decide to kidnap and torture MC because they found out they have packs with all the brothers. The hunters were trying to force MC to use their pacts to capture the brother to MC kept refusing to despite the tortured. If you could write about the brothers and undatables finding out and trying to save MC I’d really love it. I totally understand if this is to much gore or any thing. I didn’t see anything anything in your rules but if this isn’t allowed feel free to delete.
I totally love this idea!!!
Im thinking of maybe turning it into a series with each character solely because I wouldn’t be able to stop writing about each one.
Let me know what you guys think and if you’d wanna see this series!!! (If not a series, I’ll probably just do some head cannons so it doesn’t get too long)
:) @obey-mes-treasure
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PLS I screamed when I saw the one i requested it's a first time for me cause anxiety and all and fufichfj i love it so much 😭😭
I’m glad you enjoyed it!! Feel free to request anything you want to and don’t worry about anything else. I’ll always try to answer all of the requests I can :)
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aight I'm already inlove with your work with just that one obey me fic, angst runs in my blood so I'm wondering if I could request some obey me angst? Like,, maybe mc missing their own siblings and feels homesick and jealous of the brothers and maybe hates them for it because they brought the mc there??? when they could be w/ their sibs?
Heyyy! I’m glad you enjoy my writing! I loved the idea of this and definitely went a different route than I originally planned. I just couldn’t help myself! MC is a total badass and deserves to be portrayed as such. I hope you love it!! @sundaezznap
Homesick MC Taking It Out on The Demon Brothers
⚠️TWs: Cursing, yelling, crying, derogatory terms (not aimed at reader), hanging with rope (male being hung by his feet), abusive behavior, hitting, angst, threatening⚠️
Gender neutral reader. ✅
Word count: 1,393
Glancing over at the photo that laid on your night stand, a deep feeling of anger and resentment began to reside in the back of your mind. Sitting up, you reached over and grabbed the photo. It had been taken a long time ago; specifically when you had last seen your family. Your last birthday before the Devildom.
The picture consisted of your two younger brothers, yourself, your mom, and your dad. You always seemed to smile when you saw the way your brothers had wrapped their arms around you, seemingly begging for you to stay. However, this time when you looked at the photo, you couldn’t hide the distinct frown that overcame your features.
It had now been 9 months since you came to the Devildom and it pained you to be away from the ones you loved for so long. Even if you had found more people to love around you, you couldn’t help the feelings of homesickness and resentment that resided within you.
Feeling a deep sense of dread, you found yourself aimlessly wandering the halls. Whenever you felt homesick, you usually went to find the brothers and listen to their sibling bickering; it reminded you of your own brothers and made you feel like not so much had changed.
This time, instead of finding the brothers engaging in a hopeless argument with no winner, you found an upsetting scene before you. In this situation, there were 6 winners and 1 particular loser: Mammon. You couldn’t believe what you were watching.
Standing there, taking in the scene, your eyes flickered between all of the brothers in disbelief. The first thing that had caught your eye was the dangling second eldest brother that hang from the ceiling of the stairwell. Beside him, the eldest brother winded up his arm, preparing to once again hit his younger sibling with the shiny, black paddle that glimmered in the dim lighting.
Once the paddle struck, you heard a distinct chuckle from your right. This is when you had seen Satan and Asmo kneeling on the ground below Mammon, laughing at his tear-stained face as he couldn’t stop himself from breaking down in front of his brothers. One thing you did not expect to see, however, was Beel, Belphie, and Levi standing in the back, smirking and laughing to themselves as they leaned against the stair railing. This is what brought you over the edge.
Lucifer winds his arm back up again, Mammon’s crys growing louder. “Please! It wasn’t me! I swear! Please! I cant take it anymore, ya raging psycho!!” He closed his eyes tightly, the fear evident on his face as his tears fall to the floor beneath him.
Mere seconds before solid wood met skin, you furiously stepped in between Lucifer and Mammon, shielding the brother. Firmly, with no fear, you demanded, “Stop this nonsense.”
None of the brothers had expected this. You had teased Mammon just as much as anyone else; it made no sense for you to step in. But you did and they wanted to know why. All of the 6 brothers straightened their backs, tensing up at the fury radiating off of you as they awaited an explanation. “What..is the matter with you all?!” Full of anger and disgust, you bitterly demanded an explanation.
“What’s the matter with us?! What’s the matter with you?!” Asmo chirped as he rose from his knees. “This Jackass took my brand new limited edition red peppermint scented Devildom lipstick!” With this, he pointed an accusatory finger at Mammon, raising his eyebrows, waiting for you to defend his thief of a brother.
With this ridiculous accusation, you crossed your arms. Calm and steadily, you rose to the challenge Asmo had thrown at you. “It’s behind the bathroom sink. It rolled off the counter and got stuck there while we were gossiping in the bathroom this morning while you got ready. You said you would get it later. I guess you must’ve forgotten.”
The cold stare you gave Asmo spoke paragraphs. He hesitantly lowered his arm, admitting defeat. “Would any more of you like to accuse your brother of anything else?” In shame, 5 of the demon brothers before you not only lowered their heads in shame, but slightly shook their heads no as well. “Then we’ll be on our way then. Beel, untie the end of the rope and let Mammon down. Now.”
Beel does as you say, no retort to be heard. Once he was lowered onto the floor, you strode over to Mammon, beginning to untie the rope that covered his body. In response, Lucifer spoke up, “Why are you defending this scoundrel?” Furious and even more upset than before, you whirled around, leaving Mammon’s hand free to finish untying himself.
“That ‘scoundrel’ is your little brother, Lucifer! I would’ve thought that you out of everyone here would’ve known the importance of being a big brother. Your job is to protect and love him!! Not perform public beatings as amusement!!” As much as Satan loved watching you blow up at Lucifer, he was as equally concerned for you and the emotions you were feeling.
Taking a step forward, Satan held his hand out and gently questioned, “MC, why are you so upset about this? We’ve done this a million times before.” The look of concern on his face made your stomach twirl. The lack of respect Satan had for his own flesh and blood compared to the admiration he showed a random human being was devastating.
“That’s exactly what the problem is. You’re all so caught up in your own bullshit that you decide to spontaneously throw it on Mammon without acknowledging the consequences and pain that comes as a result. It’s absolutely disgusting and makes me feel repulsed.” You hesitated for a moment before seething the harsh words on your mind. “If I was back home, I would protect and love my brothers, no matter the cost. You all are pathetic excuses for brothers.”
Mammon, finally having enough with all he had heard, lightly grasped your hand, forcing you to look away from the demons in front of you. “C’mere. It’s ‘kay.” You soon felt yourself being embraced by Mammon, his strong arm holding your head against his chest. It hadn’t been until you felt the wetness on Mammon’s shirt that you realized that you’d have been crying. Feeling utterly hopeless, you let out a sob.
After a few moments of complete silence, you gently double-tapped Mammon’s shoulder blade, letting him know that you were okay now. Once free of his hold, you straighten your back, closed your eyes, and calmed yourself with a deep sight. Having regained your composure, you whirled around to face the monsters in front of you with a gentle smile.
“Being that you’re the reason I’m here in the first place, Lucifer; I wish to not speak with you for the remainder of my stay here at the Devildom.” With these words, all that could be heard was the sound of leather gloves tightening around the wooden paddle in Lucifer’s hand in desperation. “I also wish the privilege to go see my family whenever I ask, no matter what you’re doing.” The scowl on Lucifer’s face deepened. “Because I actually care for my brothers, afterall.”
The room had become so silent that the sound of a single crumb dropping to the floor could be heard. “Is that understood, Lucifer?” Your eyes bore into Lucifer’s, challenging him to protest. With no reply given, you giddly turned around and placed your hand on Mammon’s chest, urging him to leave. “Great! Then we’ll be on our way then!”
Confused and unnerved, all of the remaining six brothers could do was watch you start to walk away. You, however, decided to stop in your tracks. Back still turned to the demons, you coldly stated, “If I ever find any of you taking advantage of or abusing the brotherly bond you’re able to share with each other ever again: I won’t think twice before I go before Lord Diavolo and wish for my return to the human world.”
Having made your case extremely clear, you began walking again. There was one last thing you had to say, however. “You’ll do well to remember this incident the next time you even think of stealing an innocent human away from their life again.”
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This was literally so good, I had to share. Nicely done!
MLQC : Kiro x MC : Show Me
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Rating: 18+; Explicit
Summary: Award show shenanigans ensue when you remind Kiro that he’s not the only reckless person around.
Warnings: Dry humping; Public flashing; Unprotected vaginal intercourse; Choking; Forced orgasm; 
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“Kiro, aren’t you done yet? We’re gonna be late!” I sat on the couch in the penthouse where Kiro was staying, admiring the way my heels shimmered in the light before slipping them on my feet.
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Beel Finding You Half-Naked and Half-Asleep in his bed
This one was a random fic that i just HAD to write. And boy am I glad that I did. I hope you guys enjoy this smut! Much love! 💕
Description: Beel leaves for three days to a fitness camp. Being away from his touch makes it impossible for MC to function, so she tiredly awaits his return.
⚠️TWs: Daddy kink, crying, screaming, rough sex, domination, breeding, overstimulation, slight corruption kink, unprotected sex. Female reader. ⚠️
Word count: 1,981
You couldn’t contain yourself anymore. You had been locked up in your room for hours, trying to resist the urge to relieve yourself. You wanted- no -you needed Beel today; and he wasn’t there.
His coach had decided that he wanted to take Beel out over the weekend for a fitness camp. Three days now, Beel had been gone. Three days since you felt the soft, gentle touch of the demon as he cuddled you to sleep. You missed his smell, you missed his witty comments, but most of all, you missed his cock.
His dick never seemed to disappoint you. It always stayed the same size, and yet, your pussy always seemed to have to stretch farther every time. You loved that feeling: The feeling of being torn apart and left with nothing else to do but to wrap around his dick. The grunts Beel let out as you sunk yourself onto his cock proved that he loved that feeling too.
Having thought about your first night together over and over again, you couldn’t hold back anymore. You gently opened your door, looking up and down the hall. Once you found that the coast was clear, you headed straight for Beel and Belphies room. Beel may not be here to give you what you need, but his bed can at least help suppress your urges.
Having made it to the two’s room, you gently knocked on the door. Hearing no response, you pushed the creaking door open just enough for the light from the hall to shine on Belphie’s bed. Empty. Perfect. You knew that Belphie often slept in the attic when Beel wasn’t home, so it was no surprise to you to find his bed abandoned.
But still, the adrenaline that pumped through your brain at the thaught of Belphie walking in on you doing what you’re about to do was enough for you to slowly close the door before scurrying over to Beel’s bed. Now being in complete darkness, you hastily pulled back the red covers and slid into the bed.
Your main idea had been to lay there and wait until Beel returned home that night, but you became impatient as the time ticked by.
After an hour, it became drastically hot in the room. So much so that you pulled off your top with no hesitation, flinging the thick blanket off of you in the process. It was then, completely exposed in the hot bed, that you felt drowsy.
Not having Beel here to help you fall asleep, you decided to take one of Beel’s pillows and cuddle it in between your legs and arms. Beel’s pillows, blankets, and bed were massive; always making you feel small. In order to fix this feeling, you often spread out your leg to hopefully take up more space: this night was no different.
Half asleep and completely in your head, you completely missed the sound of the door creaking wide open and the small, dim light on the wall flicking on. You even missed the unmistakable sound of Beel’s football pads clacking to the floor and the slam of the door before complete silence fell.
Beel hadn’t noticed you at first, his first priority being to rid himself of the heavy pads he carried. This is why it takes him by shock when he looks up to find you sprawled out on his bed, ass up, cuddling his pillow. The sight of your bare back slowly rising and falling as you breathed was mesmerizing to him. He hadn’t even realized the slight, “Hey,” that left his mouth.
Hearing Beel’s voice, you groaned and readjusted yourself. “Beel, baby, I need you so much.” You were now half-way turned over, looking in Beel’s general direction while you rubbed your sleepy eyes.
“What’s wrong, baby?” With no hesitation, Beel found his way to the side of his bed, bending down to be on your level. “What can I do?”
You slowly turn away from Beel, gently tapping the spot on the bed behind you. “Come here.” Not moving an inch, you tiredly listened as Beel walked to the end of the bed, removing his shirt, before slowly climbing onto the bed, laying down behind you.
Once you feel him settle down, you turn back around. This allows Beel to gently wrap his arm around your waist and pull you back against him. In this position, you can feel Beel’s solid abs against your back. You can’t help yourself from gently moving your ass against his covered crotch in the state you’re in. With this movement, Beel quickly moved his hand to your hip, firmly holding it in place.
In reaction to Beel’s action, you groaned in protest and tried to wiggle harder. “Mmm, Beel, I need you. Please.” Now understanding what you meant, Beel slightly lifts his hand from your hip. He then runs his fingertips from your hips up to your exposed breasts. He has no trouble finding your already hardening nipples and takes it upon himself to harshly squeeze. This earns Beel a very audible moan from you.
Not in the mood, and not able, to take Beel’s teasing, you hastily grab onto his large hand. “Beel, baby...” You begin pleading as you gently, slowly guide his hands to the band of your shorts. “I want you to touch me. Please. Make me feel good, Daddy.”
With those simple words, Beel had swiftly sat up, pulling you up and onto his lap. He forced you to straddle him as he furiously gnashes at your collarbone. Having been away from you for so long had killed Beel. He needed you just as much as you needed him.
Finally being able to feel the so-needed warmth of Beel’s mouth against your skin did wonders. You had no problem throwing your head back and groaning in pleasure while wrapping your arms around Beel’s neck. This, however, didn’t last for long. You needed to be closer; you needed to feel more of Beel.
Beel must’ve had the same thought, because you found yourself being pulled closer to Beel. Your head nuzzled into the crook of Beel’s neck while you furiously tried to rub yourself on the bulge you felt in between your legs. Breathless and panting, you wasted no time in ordering Beel, “take off your pants.”
You, still in shorts, also decided to relieve yourself of the constriction of your throbbing core. You hurriedly removed yourself from Beel, standing by the side of the bed to remove your shorts and thong. But before you could even get them around your ankles, Beel was standing in front of you. He wasted no time in picking you up, leaving your shorts on the floor, and pushing you against the wall beside him and Belphie’s beds.
You quickly wrapped your legs around him and arched your back against the wall, trying anything to get closer to Beel. Beel took this opportunity to attack your lips, entrapping you in a kiss. The sheer size difference between you and Beel left you unable to see anything past his strong figure. Your hands were free to roam as well, as he could easily keep you held against the wall.
In the act of getting closer to Beel, you let your free hands race up and down his torso, gently running your fingers over his abs. Still not having broken the kiss, you hear Beel groan into your mouth at the same time you pinch his nipple. You take this opportunity to gently pull yourself away from Beel’s lips, strings of saliva connecting your tongues.
Looking down, you see Beel’s cock firmly pressed against your ass. Needing to feel Beel inside you, you grasp his bicep and look him in the eye. In this intimate moment, you clearly, with no embarrassment, proclaim, “I want you to fill me up to the brim and I don’t want you to stop until you know that you’ve fucked your children into me.”
These words did more than you thought they would to Beel. Within seconds, Beel is mercilessly pounding his cock into you. You have no time to adjust to the pure size as he tears your walls apart, forcing his way through.
The brutal force alone of Beel’s thrusts has your back rising and falling against the wall, your eyes wet with tears, as you scream out his name.
You yell out phrases like, “harder,” “please,” “don’t stop,” “fill me up,” and “fuck, I love you.” All the while, Beel lets go of his control. His thrusts become faster and harder, his cock hitting in all the right places. Within seconds you are thrashing and shaking against the wall as you cum onto his cock. You can’t stop yourself from sobbing and screaming out in pleasure.
Even after you’ve cummed, Beel doesn’t slow his pace. He’s determined on fucking you dry and filling you whole. The extreme, overwhelming feeling of the overstimulation alone has you diving head first into another orgasim, never once allowing yourself to close your mouth to stop screaming.
The sight of you crying, a shaking mess, on his cock, drives Beel over the edge. He can’t help himself from throwing his head back and groaning loudly as you begin to thrust yourself against him. His own thrusts grow unsteady and inconsistent as your pussy milks his cock dry.
Beel, reluctant to end the moment, bucks his hips into you a few more times before allowing himself to fold on top of you, caging you against the wall with his big frame. Breathing heavily, you can’t help but let out a long moan as you feel Beel press down on the massive bulge in your stomach.
You hear a slight chuckle as Beel raises his head to look you in the eye, before breathlessly teasing, “it looks like you got your wish, sugar.”
Without giving you a chance to respond, Beel begins to slowly pull out of your pussy, hissing as he does so. As soon as he breaks free of the tight grasp, he gently sets you down. Your hands are gripping his forearms as you try to stand on your shaking legs, the problem becoming worse as you feel Beel’s cum slowly drip out of you and down your leg.
Your knees buckle as more and more of Beel’s cum runs smoothly down your legs. You chuckled, looking at the floor and the pile of cum that had now gathered underneath you. “I guess I really did get my wish.” With this, you look up to meet Beel’s already gazing eyes. “Thank you, Daddy. I love the feeling of your cum.”
Hearing these words brought a smirk to Beel’s lips. “I know, baby. Come one. Let’s get you to the bathroom.” You smiled at Beel as he reached his arms down and put his arms underneath your knees, pulling you up to his chest. You wrapped your arms around his neck and laid your head against his shoulder, ready to fall asleep. “Lets get the bath running and I’ll go down to the kitchen to get us snacks while we wait for the bubbles.”
To this, you smiled. “You just brutally fucked me against a wall and now you want to get me dinner. I’m pretty sure it’s supposed to be the other way around, dear.” Not long after this remark, you were set down on the counter of the bathroom sink.
Beel let out a low chuckle before moving away to start the tub, seeing to it that the water was warm. Once happy with the temperature, Beel turned around, having caught you red handed staring at his back muscles. He then walked back to you, placing a hand beside either thigh, caging you in. The smirk on his face was prominent as he lowely and seductively suggested, “forget dinner. Let’s go straight to shower sex.”
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Got that 5'7 black and white half and half. Female my style changes just like my moods 🤪 lie the only mood I got is anger cuz it is like that. Dumby smart tho so you know the vibes. I play Minecraft, Fortnite, Roblox, call of duty, and pubg. I rage and curse people out bc it is like that. My ADHD and dyslexia be going bop. Get bored easily and likes to run around I'm an extrovert yet I dislike people except for my friends. I draw yessir. Can I get a BNHA 🥵
Hiiii, Thank you for the request ! I did have a bit of trouble picking the perfect guy for you, just because there were SO MANY that came to mind! I enjoyed the dynamics of this one though and I hope you do too! Much love ❤️ @kanna1-1
I match you with....
Denki!
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-Kaminari, being his own interesting self, loves how often you change your style and can’t wait to see your new look!
-He often will actually help you pick out a new look because he wants to be a part of the process that makes up you, his amazing girlfriend
-Denki, on the surface, comes off as loud and energetic, but he is actually a much more calm and laidback person which goes really well with your loud, angry personality
-He LOVES that you’re taller than him, even if its not by much.
-He’s very attracted to girls and will take what he can get. This, of course, leads to extreme body worship
-Kaminari doesn’t do well in school. In fact, he was ranked 20th in the class because of his grades. This is why he often asks for your help with studies and often needs help being reminded that he needs to graduate high school before he can become a pro-hero
-I see lots of study dates in your future. As well as, a lot of tutoring sessions with the Baku-Squad
-Denki also enjoys playing video games with you. He takes it as good practice
-However, after a few playing sessions, Kaminari ends up swearing he won’t play with you again because he can’t handle your extreme cursing and rage quiting
-This will lead to a lot of fights because this makes you feel like Denki doesn’t accept the real you, even when you’re angry
-After a while, he will realize that him not playing with you puts a huge strain on your relationship and so, in order to become more able, he will play with Bakugou to become used to the cursing and screaming
-It isnt fun for Kaminari, but it’s a sacrifice he’s willing to make. He’ll happily burst his eardrums to make his girlfriend happy
-Denki, although internally calm and relaxed, often gets irritated and frustrated by daily tasks such as homework or even something as simple as tripping in the grass
-He often comes to you just to complain and let off steam. He enjoys doing this because you will often get angry at the situation too and need to blow off steam about it too
-Because schoolwork irritates Denki, he’ll often use you as a distraction so he doesn’t have to do his work
-He enjoys doing energetic activities with you that he may not be able to do with his other friends; such as hiking and mountain biking
-He often takes you to amusement parks late at night, sneaking out of the dorms to do so, just to see you happy and giddy
-Kaminari also knows how bored you can get, so he’s always trying to keep you on your toes. He always invites you to his plans with his friends, which you always graciously accept, knowing there wont be a single dull moment
-He loves watching you socialize and meet new people. He especially loves when you meet someone new who you have something in common with. In fact, he watched you with a smile on his face the first time you ever met Mina. He was both amazed and infatuated with how you and Mina could talk about cheeta print for an hour
-Being a social person himself, he loves this aspect about you. He thinks it makes it so much more easy to go out and have fun with you
-One of Kaminari’s favorite pass-times is watching you and Bakugou battle it out EVERY time you see each other. He, and everyone else, finds it very entertaining watching Bakugou meet his match from hell
-Denki is also a very insecure person and quickly starts to doubt himself when he sees you with his friends
-He’s actually had deep rooted insecurities of you leaving him for his friends. He thinks that you and Bakugou are so alike and that you’d do amazing together. He also worries that Kirishima, since he can handle Bakugou so well, would be better off for you. He particularly can’t help himself from thinking that Sero’s looks would drive you away from him either.
-Because of these insecurities, Denki often flirts to and talks about other girls in front of you to try and cause these same insecurities
-This, of course, causes lots of fights between you two. You find it disrespectful for Kaminari to be acting in such a way while being with you and Denki is too insecure to stop
-In order to try and make it up to you, he often leaves you small gifts in your locker. He once left you a rose he made out of jolly ranchers and was so embarrassed with his actions that he avoided you for the rest of the day. Until, of course, you pinned him behind the dorm building when he took the trash out. The blush on his face and guilt he felt was enough for him to never even think of looking at another girl for the rest of his life
-Kaminari especially loves how agressive and down-to-earth you can be. He finds it admirable how effortlessly you can put someone in their place and then turn around and smile at him like nothing just happened
-Kaminari is definitely your biggest fan when it comes to artwork
-He has, more than once, asked you to draw him and/or his friends
-And, if you do, he often shoves the masterpiece in everyone’s face before promptly putting it on the fridge. He thinks everyone deserves to be blessed by your work
-If you plan on going into a career with art work, he 100% supports you and encourages you to get out there
-Sadly, with all the training and studying Denki has to do to get by, he barely has any time to spend with you. This kills him on the inside
-Which is why he plans on marrying you as soon as you both graduate from UA. He wants to spend every free moment of his pro-hero life with you
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How Lucifer would react after he takes a punishment too far
Hey, all! This was an idea that i had one night that i just had to do. It’s my first fanfic oneshot, so I hope you all enjoy! 💕
TWs: Crying, yelling, self-blaming, slight cursing, reference of abuse, and angst.
Word count: 879
“MC! Please, stop! Listen to me!!” You heard Lucifer shouting after you as you busted the door to his room open, trudging down the dark red colored rug which lined the halls.
“No, Lucifer! I won’t stop and I won’t listen!” You hurriedly wiped your flushed face with your sweaty arm, trying hard to wipe the never-ending flow of tears that distorted your vision. Your brain was running at a hundred miles per hour, your heart shattered with hurt, your body bruised and sore. You knew that Lucifer could easily catch up to you and stop you from leaving. He was stronger, faster, and colder than you; and he proved that to you when he had taken his stupid ‘punishment’ too far just then.
“You’re being dramatic and inconsiderate here!! Just stop and we can talk about this-“ Hearing these words, you stomped your feet, planting yourself right where you stood. Anger was starting to boil in your core, overflowing and pushing out the extreme hurt you had just felt.
“I’M being dramatic and inconsiderate?!?! Who was the one who just took someone weaker than them and tortured them to the point where they couldn’t even look you in the eye, Lucifer?!?!” You violently flung your arms in exaggeration while voicing your rage. Eyes wide and teary, you stared the black-haired demon directly in the eyes, motionless, while waiting for his response.
The monster in front of you, full of pride and self-righteousness, took a deep breath and crossed his arms before calmly replying, “I punished a sinner; and rightfully so.” His stare was dark, the look on his face menacing; his entire presence doing nothing but angering you further.
“I snuck out and went to a restaurant with Beel for a snack, for gods sake!!! That gives you no right to treat me that way! Like an object!!! Because I’m not an object, Mr.Bigshot, I’m a human being!!!” Unable to contain your rage, a new set of tears clouded your eyes.
Keeping the same demeanor, Lucifer blatantly stated, “I did no such thing. I taught a worthless human her place.” A smirk appeared on his face as he said this, seemingly proud of the acts he just committed.
The level of rage that Lucifer’s words had struck within you was enough for you to completely snap. Within the next few seconds, your eyes were completely dry and you were quickly and efficiently stalking towards where Lucifer stood. Quietly and menacingly you mumbled, “why you little fucking piece of shit-“
Having heard the commotion from his own room, you feel Mammon step in front of you and hug your body against his bare chest. Feeling how upset you were, he gently pets your head while trying to slowly remove you from the situation, gently pushing you backward, down the hall. In the act of trying to calm you down and keep his older brother from murdering you, he gently whispered soothing words into your ear.
Having seen this, Lucifer fumed. He knew that what he had done was wrong, but he couldn’t stop himself from speaking. “Mammon, I suggest you return to your room immediately before you become my replacement and decide to receive the human’s punishment?” He knew that he had taken it too far this time and he knew that you would never forgive him, but his foolish pride wouldn’t let him admit it.
Mammon, sensing this, had spoken something that you didn’t expect, all while gently letting go of you to let you stand in front of him. Mammon had been the main victim to Lucifer’s punishments, and yet he was able to speak so gently and lovingly, with sympathy, to him. “Just stop, ya big idiot. Don’t make this any more worse than it already is. You don’t want her to hate ya forever do ya?”
Silence fell after Mammon’s words. “No, I don’t. I’m sorry, MC.” It was quiet and low, but you heard the gentle words that Lucifer has spoken. Although you couldn’t see him through Mammon, you felt the guilt he emitted.
Feeling such a strong emotion from Lucifer strangely upset you. With this, you lowered your head, your eyes meeting a purple bruise in the shape of a hand on your arm. Seeing this filled you will rage. Instead of responding, you decided to leave Lucifer in his guilt and stride to your room. He brought this upon himself, after all.
Lucifer, although having the same thought, couldn’t even bring himself to move. He blamed himself for losing control and giving in to his anger. He blamed himself for choosing you to come to the Devildom and be exposed to a monster like him.
Over the next few weeks, Lucifer would get no work done. He wouldn’t attend any council meetings and definitely did not attend any family meals. He couldn’t even bring himself to leave his room, let alone sit across from you at the dinner table.
It’s safe to say, this event would forever change your relationship with every demon you thought you knew. It was a brutal awakening to the fact that you were surrounded by stronger, better, and more capable beings than you had originally thought. You spent months in fear, now knowing truly what each demon who had seen you had fantasized about. You were nothing but food to these creatures...And that fact stuck with you throughout the remainder of your year in the Devildom. Not even Beel, who had been so sweet and kind to you, or Mammon, who had rescued you from his brother, were able to convince you to trust them again. Your main goal was to get through this year and then forget that this place ever exsisted.
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What I write ✍️
(MASTERLIST UNDER CUT)
This is just a post for me to write down any rules, fandoms I write for, what I write, and how I run this page. I hope you enjoy your stay! 💕
Rules:
More rules will be added as needed.
When writing a request, be as descriptive as you can. This makes it easier for me to understand and write to the best of my ability.
Be specific of what fandom you want when asking for a matchup. Writing a combination of fandoms and telling me to choose one for you actually makes it harder for me to focus of any one character for you and makes it extremely hard for me to try and think of all of the options.
Fandoms I write for:
These are only the fandoms I write for right now. This may change in the future
Haikyuu!!
Obey Me! Shall We Date?
Criminal Minds
My Hero Academia
Supernatural
Mr.Love: Queen’s Choice
Miraculous Ladybug
What I write:
At the moment, I’m not entirely comfortable with my writing skills to write an entire fanfiction.
Both sfw and nsfw
Headcanons
One Shots
Matchups
Requests
How I run this account:
I will mostly run this account by answering requests. I will answer one request each week as to not overwork myself or spam this account.
I’m still unsure if I will reblog other posts and I can choose not to answer a request if I’m not comfortable with the subject in said request.
I will most likely not participate in any writing challenges unless asked to by you guys.
Masterlist:
No matchups will be put on this list, only requests and one shots.
Sfw= 🌸 Nsfw= 🥀
Haikyuu!!
-Currently empty
Obey Me! Shall We Date?
All brothers:
Homsick MC Taking It Out on The Demon Brothers 🌸
Lucifer:
How Lucifer would react After taking a Punishment too far 🌸
Mammon:
-currently empty
Levi:
-currently empty
Asmo:
-currently empty
Beel:
Beel finding you Half-Naked and Half-Asleep in his bed 🥀
Belphie:
-currently empty
Satan:
-currently empty
Criminal Minds
-currently empty
My Hero Academia
-currently empty
Supernatural
-currently empty
Mr.Love: Queen’s Choice
-currently empty
Miraculous Ladybug
-currently empty
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Hi! id like to request a match up for haikyuu?
I'm a 5'9 curvy female with dyed red hair that is just past my shoulders, I have silvery-blue eyes, and round glasses
personality wise i can be very supportive and loving,but very shy sometimes, as well as i have very bad anxiety sometimes. I also can get pretty prideful in my schools sports. I try to do what's best in every situation and make everyone happy :D
Author’s Note: Hiiii thank you for this request! I immediately thought of three match ups, but I definitely think I went with the best one!! Let me know if you like it!! Much love! Muah!! 💕 @simpfortheseven
⚠️TW: Contains some nsfw references
I match you with...
Oikawa!!
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-Oikawa LOVES the dorky look of round glasses, which is why he was immediately drawn to how cute your’s made you look
-Oikawa is a tall guy, so he’s used to being surrounded by shorter girls. He was releaved when he sees that, although you were still shorter than him, you were tall enough for him not to have to crane his neck down to look at you.
-Oikawa has always had a huge love for thicc girls, so he is absolutely smitten with your body: especially your thighs
-Oikawa has actually started a pregame ritual souly based off of being comforted by your thighs: He starts off the ritual by completely emptying a sitting bench and having you sit down on the end before laying down on his back, head in your lap, earphones in, while you stroke his hair. It absolutely releaves him to be comforted in such a way
-He also loves the unique color of your hair. He thinks the craziness of it compliments the simplicity of his own style
-He especially loves running his fingers through you hair
-he also enjoys teasing you and seeing your reactions, though sometimes he may take it a bit too far
-Oikawa SWEARS up and down that he could recognize you just by your ass alone
-Definitely slaps it in public just to make you embarrassed ✋🏻
-He also loves your eyes. He could look into them for hours. He thinks that the unique tint of them compliments, not only you, but himself too
-He definitely tries to convince you to wear eye makeup to make your eyes pop out more on the daily
-I think that Oikawa suffers from anxiety and extreme insecurity which leads to his need for constant recognition and encouragement. He loves that he can come to you just to cry or talk to you
-He also loves how loving and supportive you are because it feeds him with the validation he needs
-Oikawa uses the name “-chan” as a derogatory term to show that he does not respect others. For you, however, he never addresses you as “-chan” and prefers to use your first name instead
-A big lover of petnames
-His all time pick-me-up is hugging you while he’s sitting so that he can rest his head on your stomach. He loves how squirmy you get in this position and thinks that the sounds your stomach makes is calming
-Oikawa has a habit of getting new enimes and competing in silly rivalries, so he often gets in arguments that leads to him venting to you
-If he was to ever encounter a frequent source of arguments (say if he saw Kageyama while out with you) his immediate response would be to remove you and himself from the situation
-Oikawa is extremely insecure about himself and tries to hide his toxic traits from you because he believes that they’ll push you away
-He has a constant fear that you’ll leave him for Iwazumi or Kageyama
-This leads to his extremely protective nature with you
-His favorite past time with you is going on mall dates. He especially loves hanging out in the food court
-Believe it or not, his favorite restaurant is Auntie Anne’s
-A down side to mall dates, however, is that fangirls always catch up to Oikawa. When this happens, he has a habit of ignoring you and focusing on pleasing them
-This leads to a lot of fights and arguments that leaves him feeling guilty and you feeling invalid. To apologize, he always ends up sharing his received gifts with you to cheer you up and to show you that they don’t mean anything to him
-Oikawa demands a date noght every Monday
-These dates usually consist of dressing up and going to expensive, fancy restaurants. He loves taking you to these places because he knows they make you nervous and uncomfortable: He loves watching you become a stuttering, clumsly, squirming mess
-Definitely has a corruption kink
-Oikawa, being team captain, never skips practice for you, but does always go out of his way to walk you home after (if you stay and watch)
-Expet lots of long conversations consisting of sharing both of you dreams and fantasies as well as planning your future together
-After a while, with constant teasing and love from Oikawa, you gradually start to become more confident, but because your shyness inflates his ego, he would also gradually become more calmed down and releaxed
-Oikawa is someone who constantly needs recognition and validation, so he always expects small gifts from you and when he doesn’t receive any, he feels as if you don’t think of him anymore, subsequently meaning you don’t love him anymore
-Oikawa puts up a very sweet and loud front in public to make himself admirable and the center of attention. When he’s alone with you, however, he is very calm, quiet, and laid back
-His favorite thing to do is to actually read to you
-He loves reading to you while you lay on him, stomach to stomach, arms around his back, head resting on his chest. He especially loves this position because it allows him to lay against the headboard, one hand holding his book and the other running his fingers through your hair.
-Oikawa has a toxic tendency to manipulate people to his liking. He uses this in molding people to fit his needs on the volleyball team. In real life, however, you try to help him break free of this habit by reminding him that people aren’t made to be used by him
-Because of some of Oikawa’s toxic traits, you frequently get asked why you’re with him. You often find yourself getting frustrated because people never seem to believe you when you tell them why
-A lot of the time, you find yourself in situations where you are a target to Oikawa’s fangirls
-Oikawa feels guilty every time he sees this happening. He knows it’s his fault that they tease and make fun of you
-In order to fix the solution, he often ignores the fangirls, which can sometimes make the teasing worse until they lose interest in him
-Oikawa secretly has always despised the presence of his fangirls. Their comfort and validation are often short lived and leave him unsatisfied and emotionally drained. This is why Oikawa plans to stay with you for the long run
-Once he makes up his mind about wanting to be with you forever, he tries to change his narcissistic tendencies and constantly tries to become more calm and down-to-earth
-He claimes that he owes his life to you because he feels that your amazing personality pulled him out of the self-absorbed pit he had fallen into. He promises to love you for the rest of his life... if you’ll have him
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Hi could I have a Haikyuu match up please? Im a 5’3 demigirl who tends to change their physical appearance, A LOT. I find it hard to be in large social events and find it hard to make friends. I am diagnosed with ADHD and people find it difficult to keep up with my energy. I also suffer from depression. I use music to cope. I play trumpet in marching band and hope to become a musician for the rest of my life. Music is my everything and I can have an anxiety attack if I forget my headphones.
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AUTHOR’S NOTE: hiiiii thank you for the request, I had a lot of fun making this! If you have any questions or want any changes, let me know! Love you lots ❤️❤️
I match you with....
TSUKISHIMA
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-Tsukki’s more reserved personality would go very well with your anxious one. There would be no need to go to crowded, plubic places and there’d be no need to introduce you to anyone new, so don’t worry!
-He would find your jumping around and not being able to focus because of ADHD adorable. It’d just give him another thing to tease you about! (As well as another thing to laugh at)
-Tsukishima would, no doubt, tease you and joke with you about your height. He finds you so small and adorable and wonders if it’s really livable that close to the ground.
-Lots of nicknames like “Gremlin” and “Spazz” (for you) and “Giant” and “Jungle-Gym” (for him)
-It may take some convincing, but Tsukki would definitely be a great candidate for Tik Tok challenges (such as the one of climbing around a person without touching the ground)
-Tsukki would ADORE your passion for music and would 100% support you in fulfilling your dreams
-Tsukishima would also expect you to support him as well, and that would mean going to every game you could
-This is where Tsukki’s pregrame ritual would start. He feels anxious whenever you guys don’t complete the ritual. The ritual would simply consist of Tsukki sitting on the floor, against a wall and you sitting between his legs, back to his chest, not saying anything and just sharing earbuds while he rests his chin on your head. It may be a little more pda than normal, but the scent of your hair calms his slight nerves before a game
-Little to no pda would ever occur. Tsukki also wouldn’t show any affection in front of his team. He thinks highly of their opinions and doesn’t want them to tease him OR you. So he gives you shoulder pats or head pats in front of the team and keeps all the hugs and kisses in private
-ALTHOUUGHHHH, he would definitely hug you back and walk out of practice if you came to him crying
-I feel like Tsukki constantly apologizes for being more reserved and to himself in front of the team after practice. He feels that he’s upsetting you by treating you differently around others, so he constantly apologizes and needs reassurance that it’s okay and that you understand
-I also think that, even though the team is highly against it, Tsukki would skip practice to be with you on days you had to do something that made you nervous. (Ex: doctor appointment) and he would stay up late the night before, making a playlist for you to listen to while he held your hand at the event
-I think Tsukki would be the type to call you during a depressive episode and make you stay on the line, just to make sure you were okay. Neither of you would have to speak and he would play soft music in the background and do homework while he listened to your soft snores. Him just knowing that you’re there and safe is enough for him
-If you call for him and ask him to come to you, he will, in a heart beat, but if you just want to be alone, he keeps his distance and focuses on himself for the time being
-Tsukki would FOR SURE say something to you about dinosaurs and after seeing that you were genuinely interested and wouldn’t laugh, he would talk about them for HOURS; a little sparkle in his eyes whenever you nodded your head to show him you were listening and that you cared
-Expect AT LEAST one museum date 
-I think that the lighthearted conversations of things like dinosaurs or famous musicians would slowly, but surely, go down the philosophical path. You would always end up talking about the start of the world (or the end) and things like death and the afterlife (or reincarnation)
-Tsukki would get really deep into these conversations and you both would go on for hours, never losing intrest
-I also feel like Tsukki would invite you on a album date. Like, he’d meet you at a small cafe, buy you lunch, and then take you to a vintage record store. You guys would just walk around for hours, listening to and looking at all the music choices, while joking around and laughing
-And if you were too short to reach a record, he’d chuckle at you and lift you up. Then he wouldn’t let you back down. He’d just hold you up for a minute, laughing whenever you got embarrassed and stuttered
-Tsukki would also definitely make tons of different playlists. One for each day of the week and one for each mood you could ever possibly be in
-CUDDLE SESSIONS: it’s required that you guys have one day a week to just hang out and listen to music while you cuddle. His rules, not mine
-I think the sessions would consist of him teasing you and you getting embarrassed, but you’d both enjoy it and itd be a permanent day of the week on both your schedules, no exceptions
-I think this scenario would happen at least once in your relationship: you would go to a volleyball game to watch the team play, but you’d walk in and all the shouting would make you anxious. So Tsukki, noticing, would mumble, “dont forget your earphones next time, dummy,” while he puts his own headphones on your head. This is where his calming playlist he made a few weeks ago would come in handy
-Tsukki may have his moments of anger and he may act like a jerk, but give him a few days and he will apologize. After seeing that his words had hit deeper than he thought, he will pick you up everyday for school the next week and would give you a gift every day. The first day would be flowers, and the second chocolates, and third a bear, and so on
-Tsukishima’s blocking skills have also made him very observant, so Tsukki will always notice things, even if you don’t want him to. He also has an amazing memory, so he will remember every little detail about you and will remember the names to all your favorite songs
-He wouldn’t expect you to show up to practice, but Tsukki always preforms at his best when you do. That’s why the team is always begging you to show up to practices and games alike!
-You meet a lot of amazing friends through Tsukki (like Bokuto and Kuroo) and often find yourself eating with Tsukki and the other first years at lunch, so you would slowly find yourself making friends and coming out of your shell
-Tsukki would love that fact because it woukd mean he got to see more of the loud, goofy side of you that he loves so much
-In the end, Tsukishima adores you and would protect you with everything he’s got. Just give the boy love and be understanding and patient, PLEASE
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