#🙈let me have my satisfaction)

[ch3rriiii-bunn]

Quiet & shy

It's always the shy and quiet ones who are the freakiest🙈‼️

Warnings: smut, female bodied reader, sub reader, public sex, oral (m receiving- giyu), fingering, nipple play (Aizetsu), size kink (gyomei), praising & Degrading, shy doms, mean dom yushiro, cum play, breeding (?), plesure dom mitsuri

Aizetsu

Aizetsu, who loves to have you away from others just to have his hands on your tits. His confidence still isn't as high when he has you alone with him and will hide his face between your boobs but is still very bold when he has his way with you

Aizetsu, who can't keep his tongue off of your nipples, Grouping and squeezing your boobs while sucking on your nipples through your shirt until their poking out and even being see through from the wet spots

Aizetsu who sucks on your nipples until their swollen as he snaps his hips harshly to fuck his cock into your tight, wet pussy, whimpering and moaning on your boobs from how tight you get every time he teases and plays with you nipples and even leaving hickeys on your boobs

Aizetsu who says "You look so pretty marked up like this. It makes me happy." Hell, say and fuck you harder holding your hands to watch your boobs bounce and hearing your loud desperate moans "a-am I hitting the right spot? Does it feel good? Tell me how good I'm making you feel, please. I want to see you cum on my cock s-so let me hear you"

Aizetsu who thrusts his hips slowly to fuck his cum back inside you after cuming to make sure none leaks out

Mitsuri

Mitsuri who can be so flustered and shy so easily but is the same one holding your leg over her shoulder as she grinds her pussy on yours, having the most control

Mitsuri who just wants to make you feel so good and will even edging herself just to make you cum as many times as she can. Her boobs will press down on your chest making you gasp out from the pressure but also giving you satisfaction from her nipples rubbing on yours

Mitsuri who kisses your jawline and says "y-youre making me feels so good, your wet pussy feels so good on mine i wanna cum with you this time y/n" she'll say with whines in between "oh no don't cry dose it feel good? Don't worry, I-i'll make it better"

Mitsuri who pushes your legs back after you've came just to have her mouth on your pussy lapping at you mess.

Nakime

Nakime who only speak unless she's spoken too likes to have you in a secluded area in the infinity castle just to have her fingers deep inside your pussy and watch you go dumb on her fingers

Nakime who can't help but smirk when you try to muffle your moans when her fingers curl in the right spot. She'll rub her thumb on your clit to have you a whimpering mess and fingers you faster

Nakime who says "I know what a dirty slut you can be for me darling. Don't hide that pretty voice from me" she'll say and kiss you "dose it turn you on when I take you like this in a place where someone could see? Your pussy is sucking my fingers in, not letting me go"

Nakime who will have you cumming on her fingers and then pull them out to lick your cum clean off her fingers. "Good girl"

Yoriichi

Yoriichi who is calm but also has an obsession for you're ass. He can't help himself from always being behind you and having his hands on your hips just to press himself against your ass and will tell you it's just to keep you close to him

Yoriichi who can't wait until he gets home to fuck you and convinces to you to go into the forest with him, where has you up against, taking you from behind

Yoriichi who says "forgive me, I couldn't wait any longer. You feel so good y/n" he says and rubs at your clit making you clench on cock harder and covers your mouth with shaking legs. "Hold out for me a little longer, my pretty girl"

Yoriichi who moans deep, but quiet in your ear so you two won't get caught and pulls out to cum on your ass. He'll grab you're ass to spread your cheeks, taking a good look at the mess and bite his lip "can we try anal?"

Gyomei

Gyomei who is so gentle and soft spoken but loves to have you go down on his thick cock after a longs day of being a hashira to relieve some stress.

Gyomei who uses his large hands to keep your legs open and feel how his big cock stretches your pussy out and how you cream on his cock everytime you take him deeper

Gyomei who says "You take it so well every time. it makes me so proud of you" he'll say with a grin on his face and his hand on your fucked out face "are your legs getting tired? Here I'll help you" he says having his hands under your ass to bounce your whole body on his cock

Gyomei kisses you're tears away as he cums inside you holding you tight while giving you back rubs

Yushiro

Yushiro, who is hot-tempered and will only stay quiet and calm if tamayo, checks him, but when tamayo isn't around he makes you understand why you shouldn't test him to see how far he'll go

Yushiro who plays with your pussy until he has you begging for him. He'll rub his tip on your throbbing clit, edging you on and putting his cock inside your soaked pussy but have you whining when he takes it completely out doing it over and over again

Yushiro who will chuckle at your need. "You think you can get away with being a brat just because Lady tamayo is around, mm? It's not nice to tease others, isn't it?" he'll smirk and slap his cock repeatedly on your pussy "only good girls get what they want. Are you gonna be a good girl?" He says stroking his cock through your wet folds

Yushiro who makes it his goal to have you a squirting mess and then pulling his cock out just to cum all over your pussy.

Giyuu

Giyuu who is unbothered and quite but has you on your knees in front of him having your mouth full of his cock.

Giyuu who pushes your head down when he's close, feeling your hands grip onto his thighs and look at him with tears filling your water line

Giyuu who says "don't cry, you look so pretty for me" and wipe your tears with his thumb "gonna cum- fuck"

Giyuu who doesn't scold you for not drinking all his cum but likes when some makes a mess on your face and running down your chin. He'll clean your face with a handkerchief and give you a light smile "now lay back, my princess deserves a reward for being so good"

#demon slayer smut #kny smut #aizetsu x reader #aizetsu smut #gyomei smut #gyomei x reader #giyuu x reader #giyuu smut #mitsuri smut #mitsuri x reader #nakime x reader #nakime smut #yoriichi smut #yoriichi x reader

[artjiayi]

"Geppetto's puppet... We need your help." 🦋

I am TRULY in love with this game and the lore behind it. Beat the game last week... still not over it *sobs* even started a NG+ as I still need to process my first run.

Lies of P is my very first soulslike game ever and the lore was exquisite. It's been a while I haven't been so much into a game so congrats to the devs. Thanks to your artistic direction and lore, you made me play a type of video games I thought I'd never play. Actually, I enjoyed fighting the bosses and the satisfaction you get once you kick their butt is soooo good even though I might have raged a few times at some spots but nothing very significant hehe.

Here is a close-up because I want you to focus on the patterns I drew with my bare hand on his coat. No I'm not exaggerating... 🤥 *liar*

P's design is so lovely, I particularly enjoyed drawing his fluffy hair. Please let's protect the boy at any cost, he managed to touch my heart in the end 🥺

I might draw other Lies of P fanarts... still need to express my feelings towards the game.

My P in the NG+, doesn't he look good with those glasses?! Seems I have a thing for characters with glasses 🙈

#lies of p #liesofp #pinocchio #lies of p pinocchio #lies of p fanart #lies of p carlo #pinocchio lies of p #carlo #lop #neowiz #digital art #fanart #fanarts #artists on tumblr #illustration #digital fanart #digital artist #digital drawing #digital illustration #clip studio paint #my art #artjiayi

[rafedaddy01]

hi my loveee!! I’m not sure if ur up to see this still but i would love it if we could pretty please get some “i missed you” smut for rafey? not like a breakup or anything but just maybe reader’s his girlfriend and she went on a long trip and it’s they’re first time being apart for more than a couple days and seeing each other after that they’re both just FERAL!! like i mean suffocating because they’re each other’s life source kinda feral and NOBODY can contain themselves it’s just in my spirit 2 see him goin crazy 4 the woman he loves likeeee🙈🙈‼️

missed you

18+ only! Smut ahead

“Rafe! I miss you so much!” You all but tackled your boyfriend over as you threw your luggage down and pounced on him like a wild animal.

“I miss you too, pretty girl” he took in your smell as your hair was sprawled over his face.

“We’re gonna have so much sex to make up for missed time” a evil smirk curling your lips as you pulled back to stare at him. “Is that so?” He asked as he walked the two of you over to the bed.

You nodded your head as he set you down. Slowly, but seductively, you stripped every item of clothing off of your tan body.

Rafe watched every move you made, practically foaming at the mouth.

“Your turn” you said as you discarded the last item of clothing on the floor. He wasted no time. Removing his shirt and jeans next. Leaving him in him boxers. “All of it” you told him.

“I’m building suspense” he joked as he pulled the boxers down and his massive erection sprung up to his lower stomach. Your mouth watered at the sight. You’ve missed him so much these past few weeks.

Your family took a yearly vacation to “bond” although there wasn’t much bonding, rather arguing.

But you were finally back, and you were in your favorite place ever. You couldn’t imagine living without him. He was your everything and you his.

“Spread those legs, pretty girl” Rafe ordered as he rolled the condom on and waited for your next move. You did it without hesitating, swinging one leg over and opening up for him.

He all but groaned out at the sight. He missed you so much it was excruciating for him to live without his pretty girl for 2 weeks. The love you felt for each other was unbearable.

“I missed you so much!” He said leaning down and capturing your lips in a kiss.

“Rafey I missed you too. Now please fuck me! I need it! I need you!” You whined out as his tip brushed against your entrance. He right away got to work, sliding his thick cock through your folds and to your clit rubbing it to get you more wet. He soon inserted himself fully in you. Holding still as both of you groan from the satisfaction.

“P-please move” you said throwing your head back as his hips started moving.

“F-fuck, pretty girl. I missed this pussy so much. Your no longer allowed to leave” he said through clenched teeth as his pace quickened. He dipped down to kiss your neck, nipping at the flesh.

“Shit, rafey!” You moaned out as his hips slammed against your body.

“That’s it, pretty girl. Give me all you got. We’ve far from done tonight” he groaned as you clamped down on him from his words. “Fuck” you moaned and arched your back. “I-I’m gonna cum” you moaned.

Rafe pulled out and flipped you over, pounding into you from the back. Sending you into a spiral. He always got much deeper in this position.

“Fuck!” You cursed.

“S-shit!” He groaned as his head dipped back to indulge in his pleasure.

“I-I’m cumming!” You said with a scream. He didn’t stop thrusting, instead speeding up his hips until all that was hear was skin on skin.

“Shit- rafe, too much” you begged

“You can take it, pretty girl” he said in between breaths as he lifted you up so your back was against his flushed chest

“No no no” you whined

“Shh, pretty girl. Let me show you how much I miss you” he whispered against your neck.

“Oh shit” you were officially in a sex haze, controlled by his cock. No thoughts in your mind as pleasure filled your body and his cock stuffed your pussy.

“So close” he said through gritted teeth. He thrusted up into you as a hand snaked around your throat.

He squeezed and that brought you back to reality as you gasped out for a breath “rafe!”

“Shit pretty girl, your squeezing me so hard!” He groaned as he continued his pounding torture.

“You gonna cum?” His husky voice whispered in your ear sending shivers through your body although you were a hot mess, it was calming in a way. “Go ahead, let go for me. Show me how much you missed me”

With that you released all over him a second time.

Rafe still haven’t cum, this man has restraint, instead he pulled out and flipped you over. His breathless body hovered yours as he examined every inch of you

“Good girl” he said. “Such a good girl for me” he ran his fingers through your hair before gripping it.

“Now give me another”

“Rafe, no!”

“Shhhh”

With that he dove into your cunt with his tongue

Instantly juices squirted out of your used hole, landing on his chest and making him groan.

Your whimpers sounding the room

“Holy shit, I don’t think I’ve ever made you do that!”

You were to tired to be embarrassed, just letting your head fall to the side and trying to not let your eyes close. Rafe brought a warm cloth from the bathroom and wiped you down.

He snuggled up close behind you and covered up

He wrapped you in his big arms and pulled close

“I missed you so much, pretty girl” he said brushing the side of your face with his nose

“W-what about you?” You asked, realizing he still hadn’t cum.

“Shhh, pretty girl. Don’t worry about me. You just sleep” he said rubbing your arm up and down.

“I missed you”

He kept whispering that in your ear as your eyes fluttered shut and you dozed off, exhausted from all the pleasure Rafe had given you.

“Don’t ever leave me again” he said kissing your cheek. His big arms wrapped around you tighter and pulled you to this naked body.

“And I’ll get mine once you wake up” his signature smirk returning. “We’re not done yet”

@v21sstuff @rafeysworldim19 @baby19sthings

#outer banks #rafe cameron #drew starkey #smut #dark rafe cameron #outerbanks #drewstarkey #drewstarkey smut #rafecameron #fanfic #rafe fanfiction #rafe fluff #rafe x y/n

[lancermylove]

Chapter 10 (N.SFW)

➣ Pairing: Demon brothers, Royals, Solomon with fem!Reader. ➣ Warning: N.SFW ➣ Word Count: 3,431 ➣ Chapters [SFW]: [1][2][3][4][5][6][7][8][9][10][11][12] ➣ Chapters [N.SFW]: [1][2][3][4][5][6][7][8][9][10][11][12]

➣ A/N: I'm running late! 🙈

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A thin, wispy mist caressed the lake's surface and twirled with the morning sunlight. The winds of winter howled from afar while chills prickled your skin. You had not expected to discover Lucifer resting on the wooden bench by the lake. Though his eyes had remained fixated on the horizon, you were aware he sensed your presence, yet he chose not to react, letting the serenity of the environment stay undisturbed.

You carefully treaded to the bench, ensuring your footsteps were silent and your movements slow. As you sat beside the Avatar of Pride, your gaze lingered on the spot where Satan had fallen in. "He is doing alright," your warm words cut through the cold, silent atmosphere.

Though Lucifer remained silent, you saw a brief glimpse of relief pass over his face. You stretched your hand out and soothingly brushed it against the back of his red glove. After a moment, he turned his hand over and held yours firmly. "I cannot erase the image from my thoughts," he whispered in a cracked, slightly hoarse voice. "My pride is suffering."

"It's okay, Lucifer. That just means you care about Satan," you consoled him and gave his hand a reassuring squeeze.

"I would prefer not to experience such an emotion again," he chuckled, but there was an underlying pain behind it. You were unsure what feeling he was referring to and did not want to open his wound even further. As if reading your thoughts, Lucifer elaborated, "Fear."

A comfortable silence took hold of you both, only to be interrupted by hardened snow crunching under heavy boots. You turned your head to see Satan coming your way, and you had to stifle a small smile at the sight of him. You did not want to alter his mood and prevent him from honestly expressing his heart. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Lucifer looking at him with a blank expression that did not betray any emotion.

You withdrew your hand from Lucifer's and stood up, giving Satan a slight nod. "Then, I will get going."

"Please, stay," Satan promptly said, to which you nodded firmly and sat back down. Keeping your focus on the younger brother, you patiently waited for him to express himself.

"Lucifer, I refuse to apologize to you. Do not misinterpret my words as they do not mean my hatred for you has lessened," Satan firmly said, but you noticed that he hesitated a bit at the word hatred. "I would like to thank you for helping me. You no longer need to sleep on the sofa. Rest assured, I will not prank you. I will allow you to rest properly."

You couldn't help but find Satan's unusual method of apologizing endearing. Silence once again took hold as Lucifer remained stoic while Satan bore the guilt of his actions with increasing weight upon his shoulders. Though the older brother's gaze held a brief hint of softness, he refused to grant the Avatar of Wrath the satisfaction of accepting his apology. Unexpectedly, Lucifer began laughing the next moment, surprising both of you. Even though Satan had no idea why his brother was laughing, he found the laughter contagious and joined in with a chuckle of his own.

"I love you two," you giggled, cheeks red from their sweet moment. Upon hearing your words, Satan's cheeks tinged with a vermillion hue while Lucifer smirked.

"Do not speak such words carelessly, (y/n)," the Avatar of Pride whispered, which only made you giggle.

"Oh, Lucifer, I forgot why I am here in the first place," you gasped and gently slapped your right plan on your forehead. "We have a little surprise for you. Let's head back to the cabin."

As Lucifer entered the living room, he was taken aback by the presence of everyone. You decided to take the initiative and provide him with a brief explanation. "For all the trouble we have caused you and for always being there for us, we got gifts for you."

Lucifer's sharp gaze shifted to his siblings, and the moment caught him quite off guard and left him feeling a tad suspicious. It seemed a little too perfect, and he pondered if there was some kind of condition or hidden agenda attached. However, he kept these thoughts to himself as you handed him the first present.

The gift was wrapped in an exquisite pink wrapping paper with sparkly stripes and a satin bow tied neatly around it. Inside was a bottle of the finest anti-aging serum the human world could offer. Lucifer merely stared at it blankly before shifting his piercing crimson eyes to Asmo, who shot him a sweet smile. The Avatar of Lust chimed in with a giggle, "Only the finest anti-wrinkle serum money can buy for you."

As the room threatened to break into a full-on fit of laughter, you quickly handed Lucifer the second present wrapped in a blue wrapper with white snowflakes. An elegant black box was hidden inside, and Lucifer opened it cautiously to find a magnifying glass. The first brother curiously looked at Levi, who chuckled. "Elderly people have bad vision, so you're welcome!"

Some snickers rang out in the room, but you swallowed down laughter while forcing a straight and calm expression. To ensure no one laughed again, you handed Lucifer a hastily wrapped present covered in orange wrapping paper with a copious amount of scotch tape holding it together. After a bit of a struggle, he managed to open it and discover an intricate golden canister. The first brother opened it eagerly, only to find it empty. Beel nervously and guiltily admitted, "I ate all the tea leaves because I was hungry."

Lucifer sighed quietly but motioned you to hand him the next gift. You passed him a small box wrapped in bright golden-yellow wrapping paper with dollar signs. Inside was a simple white coffee mug with black letters that read: Being my older brother is the only gift you need. You giggled as you watched Lucifer's eyes narrow at Mammon, who shrugged and said plainly, "It ain't a lie. I'm the best brother anyone could ask for."

The younger brothers started laughing at Mammon's remark, but before a verbal war could erupt, you gave Lucifer the next gift, which caused everyone's attention to turn to him. The green gift bag featuring a few snowmen on it contained a book titled "How Not to Act Like a Grumpy Old Man." The Avatar of Pride glared at Satan, who smirked in pride over his gift choice.

You handed Lucifer yet another gift, with a slight feeling of pity stirring inside you. The purple wrapping paper covered a large, thin, square object that was revealed to be a vinyl record. You sighed in relief at the glimpse of a suitable gift until Lucifer pulled two broken pieces from the casing. You assumed the record broke by accident until Belphie calmly said, "A broken record for someone who sounds like a broken record."

Lucifer shook his head while your guilt began to kick in - you regretted suggesting this plan to get the Avatar of Pride presents as a way of showing gratitude to him. You expected the brothers to gift him something proper, or at least more thoughtful gifts that wouldn't come off as insults. You silently handed him a cream-colored, design-less gift bag, and Lucifer extracted a small velvet box from it. Opening it, his muscles visibly tensed while your jaw dropped. Within the box was a silver necklace with a religious cross pendant. When you shot your eyes toward Solomon, he smiled calmly and said, "Everyone needs blessings, would you agree?"

In disbelief, you slapped your hand against your forehead and nervously handed Lucifer the last present on the table, which was tightly wrapped in crimson wrapping paper with a velvety black bow. As the Avatar of Pride opened it to reveal the ticket to the ballet, "The Nutcracker," you breathed a sigh of relief, glad that at least one person understood your original intentions.

"I cannot believe you guys did this! All I asked was for you to give a decent gift to Lucifer, but you chose these gifts?" You loudly said. "Thank you, Diavolo. At least you were considerate!"

You crossed your arms and glared at them before turning to Lucifer to offer an apology. But the moment your eyes rested upon his face, the Avatar of Pride laughed heartfully, catching you by surprise. This was the second time that day you heard his genuine laughter. Behind you, the others glanced at each other with concern or discomfort.

"Is Lucifer alright? Did we break him? " Levi whispered.

To which Mammon responded, "I think he's been possessed."

"Demons...we can get possessed?" Belphie asked in surprise.

"The right question is: who would be crazy enough to possess Lucifer?" Solomon chuckled.

You shook your head at their cracked conversation and looked at Lucifer, who quickly returned to his calm and composed self. "(Y/n), what gift might you have selected for me?"

You grabbed his arm with a slightly sweet yet nervous smile and led the Avatar of Pride upstairs. Upon reaching your bedroom, you shut the door firmly behind you and faced him. "I am pleased to offer you the gift of peace in the tranquil confines of my room...as well as the gift of truth."

Lucifer's expression transformed into a serious one, and he gave you his undivided attention. You could tell that he had been eagerly awaiting this moment since the day all of you arrived at the cabin. Taking a deep breath, you met his gaze with the calmest demeanor you could muster and began to speak. "I brought all of you to celebrate Christmas vacation in the Human Realm at Diavolo's request. He asked if I could cooperate with him, and everything for this vacation has been set, from housing to funds to food. All I had to do was say yes, and I said yes."

Your words struck an effect in the Avatar of Pride, and he redirected his gaze toward the windows. As he observed the snowflakes cascading from the heavens, you remained silent to allow him time to process the information. Wordlessly, Lucifer walked close to the window as if to acquire a more profound view of the descending snow.

Going against his principles, Lucifer gave in to his nagging feeling and opened one of the envelopes on Daivolo's desk. What was this? Why hadn't Diavolo spoken to him regarding this? His curiosity piqued as he set the first letter down and picked up the second, then the third. Their contents were very similar as they all held complaints against his brothers.

'Dear Prince, we wish to have some peace in Devildom.' 'Kindly send the brothers away. I will lose my mind otherwise.' 'As a prince, it is your responsibility to assure the residents of your realm are at peace and content. With the brothers present, we feel neither!' 'We are tired of dealing with the mess the brothers make. Send them away.' 'Hey, prince, how about giving us a little break from those crazy fallen angels? They should be thankful we're letting them stay here. Instead, they're making our lives a living hell. Funny thing is we already live in hell! But they still find a way to make things worse.'

"A few days before we came to my world," you started to speak in a low voice, drawing Lucifer out of his thoughts, "Diavolo received a heap of letters. They all contained complaints about your brothers. So, Diavolo devised a plan to appease the demons in Devildom without hurting you or your brothers. The plan being to bring all of you to my realm under the pretense of a Christmas vacation."

You paused for a while and stared at Lucifer's back as if you were waiting for him to turn around and look at you. But when he didn't, you sighed and continued apprehensively. "I am sorry for not telling you the truth earlier. I wanted to help Diavolo but also bring all of you here to spend the holidays in peace. A-Are you mad? "

Even after a significant amount of time had passed, the Avatar of Pride didn't offer a response and persisted with his gaze directed outside. A thin layer of snow had covered everything, adorning the entire area in a fresh layer of white. Finally, he lowered his crossed arms and faced you with a serious expression. However, you did not find any evidence of anger in his crimson orbs. "I have no grievances with your decision to bring us beyond the limits of the Devildom or with your desire to aid Diavolo. I have a grievance with you and Diavolo for undertaking such actions behind my back. That, to me, is an act of betrayal."

Your heart sank when you heard his choice of words, as you had never intended to backstab him or even leave such a notion within his mind. You lowered your head, hiding your eyes, as a scorching sensation burned within your tear ducts. Lucifer recognized the pain his words had caused you but remained unaffected and continued to speak calmly and collectedly. "I, more than anyone else, am familiar with the stress and difficulties that accompany my brothers. I would have readily consented to your course of action, especially if you had been the one to ask me about it. All you had to do was tell me."

"I am sorry," you whispered as tears cascaded down your cheeks and landed on your fluffy slippers. Lucifer closed the gap between you and himself with a steady gait. His expression softened considerably, and he delicately held your chin and angled your head upward to meet his gaze. He slowly wiped away your tears with his gloved fingers.

"My brothers appear to be content with their time here. For this reason, I cannot remain upset with you. Your decision has brought them joy...has brought us together." The softness within his voice was quite noticeable yet felt unfamiliar to you. "However, you must refrain from revealing the reason behind this vacation to my brothers. Their joy will gradually give way to sorrow, an outcome I do not desire in the least."

"I promise I will not tell them anything," you whispered with a slight smile. You breathed easier, like a monumental weight had been removed from your shoulders and heart. 

As if noticing your contentment, Lucifer cradled your right cheek with his left hand and lightly wiped away your tears with his thumb. He leaned forward and pressed his lips on the corner of your left eye. His lips slowly descended your cheek, kissing the remaining tears, only to stop at your lips. When you parted your mouth, he chuckled deeply and captured your lips in a tender kiss.

"Oh, I also have another gift for you," you said, meeting his crimson orbs and smiling playfully.

He curiously gazed at you with a smile and waited for you to retrieve the gift; instead, he noted sparkles of mischief glimmering in your eyes. "Remove your shirt and lay on your stomach. I plan to give you a massage," you giggled.

Lucifer's expression morphed into a smirk as one of his eyebrows raised; however, he did not express any doubt or question your request. Without hesitating, he undressed, leaving his pants on, and lay on your bed with his back to you. Kneeling beside him, your fingers into his muscular shoulders, and his muscles initially tensed up before finally loosening and relaxing. However, that relaxation was only temporary. His muscles tensed once more as you straddled his lower back to position yourself more comfortably.

The Avatar of Pride forcefully diverted the direction of his thoughts elsewhere and dismissed your actions as innocent. As you directed your fingers to knead the muscles around his shoulder blades, your eyes fell on two scars on his lower back. Upon recognizing those scars, your gaze softened, and you softly glided your fingers over them.

"Luci, do you ever regret your decision?" You asked, breaking the tranquil silence. Though you were aware that this was a sensitive topic, your curiosity momentarily captured your thoughts.

"Not once," he whispered in a candor and genuine tone. "I am content to have Satan with us."

His words struck your heart deeply, and though you were grinning, you didn't respond to his words. Choosing to leave that line of discussion alone, you opted to change the topics. "Speaking of Satan, I have to apologize to you. I am partially the reason why Satan started pranking you. My intention was for him to find common ground with you so the two of you could have fun sharing a room. But...he interpreted my words as this is the best opportunity to have fun and prank Lucifer. I promise that is not what I meant!"

Lucifer murmured in an unusual, faint manner, and when you requested him to repeat what he had said, he merely responded by mumbling once again. You, however, decided to lean towards his head to better hear his words, only to be surprised by Lucifer's mischievous smile as he turned his head and looked at you with a devilish spark in his eyes.

"You are in deep trouble, my dear," he whispered in a low, sultry voice that sent a shiver through you. In the blink of an eye, your back was pressed against the mattress, and he was now hovering above you. "I wondered how Satan hatched such a devious scheme. I did not anticipate that you would be the mastermind behind it."

"W-Wait, I wasn't! He misinter-"

After a series of dizzying moments, you ultimately found yourself with your upper body pressed into the mattress, and your derriere pointed upwards and faced him. The Avatar of Pride dug his fingers into the curves of your waist as his hips repeatedly collided against your buttocks, producing a sensation that was simultaneously rough and enjoyable. While his movements appeared aggressive, he ensured that you were experiencing pleasure above all. Lucifer had warned you to maintain a minimum level of sound, as he was concerned about others becoming privy to your secretive moments. To further ensure the discretion of your intimate encounters, Lucifer had shifted your bed away from the wall.

You thought one climax would fulfill your punishment, but the Avatar of Pride possessed other intentions. He planned to monopolize you for the entire day without holding back. While the fogginess of pleasure clouded your ability to accurately recall the moments of your shared intimacy, you remembered your back pressed against the wall as he gripped the underside of your knees. Your lips were molded into a blissful union as his length penetrated you over and over again.

The memory of your position at the round, wooden table near the window appeared in your mind. Lucifer had positioned himself behind you, and you were grasping the edges of the table firmly as he rapidly thrusted into you from behind. His fingers were buried in your mouth to prevent sounds from escaping your reddened lips.

Then, the two of you were in the center of the room, where he steadily pounded inside you up and down, standing upright. When you tried to recall anything else from your intimate moments together, the only thing that flashed in your mind was his intimate exploration of your body in the shower.

Your long and steamy day of intimate interactions finally drew to a close on your bed. The Avatar of Pride was well aware that you had reached your limit, so he proceeded with caution in the missionary position. He gently and lovingly moved his hips while his eyes remained locked with yours, maintaining a slow pace while your lips met again and again. 

Lucifer adjusted your blanket to conceal your exposed skin while you drifted into a deep slumber, exhausted beyond belief. He lightly brushed his fingertips over your cheeks and lovingly admired your slumbering face, his gaze caressing your features. He tenderly planted his lips onto your forehead in a show of uncontrollable affection.

"I cannot express my deep appreciation for your presence in my life," he whispered despite knowing you could not hear his words. "I simply cannot fathom a future where you are no longer by my side. The mere thought of losing you fills my heart with emptiness and anguish. I promise to protect and cherish you, your heart, and your happiness. I love you, (y/n)."

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[non-stop-imagines]

Hey Meera! ❤️🩷I'm the 🏎️ anon who talked about my first request with Charles. Thanks a bunch for your enthusiasm and support! So, my idea is to have Charles dating a younger and hyperfeminine Black Reader. The backstory is pretty simple: Charles and the famous reader have been an item for a while now. She's this super girly and bubbly person who's all about pastels, cute stuff, and beauty/fashion 🦢🧸🪷. Charles is head over heels for her. They even make videos like "my boyfriend's voiceover on my makeup routine" and "rating my outfits," where he showers her with praise in his casual and dominant way, showing attention to details and asking if she's comfortable with the content. He's always using terms like "beautiful," "cute," and "adorable" to describe her, and when she jokingly asks if she looks sexy in one of her outfits, he just laughs it off and moves on. She doesn’t think much of it until the videos blow up, and some comments question how Charles can find her sexy when she's all like that, comparing her to his exes. It hits a sensitive spot since she's faced ridicule in the past and not being taken seriously by people that were once close to her due to her style :( . As the story evolves, our poor baby begins to look back and over these few yet delightful months they've spent together, Charles has consistently placed her pleasure above all else ( fingering or eating her out). However, they still haven't had sex yet. Charles has refrained from letting her reciprocate or even pleasuring him. Every time she's raised the topic, he's waved it off, reassuring her that her satisfaction fulfills him completely. Yet, doubts creep in now. Self-consciousness takes root as she starts to question whether Charles is truly sexually attracted to her. Consequently, she takes matters into her own hands. She shifts her attire towards darker, more mature outfits and adopts a more reserved demeanor like his exes. Charles quickly notices the shift but remains silent until one day she presents herself in dark lingerie. He gently questions her, maybe saying something like, "Mon amour, I know you’re uncomfortable in this. You know I adore your cute underwear’s ." That word triggers her and perhaps, after Charles gently confronts her, an argument unfolds (I love a good old hurt/comfort 😩) and she manages to anger him by saying that if she looks like his exes maybe he’ll actually fuck her/ find her attractive ( oop- 🙃). Unbeknownst to her, she has innocently and obliviously been driving Charles crazy making himself hold back from ruining her. He asks her to change into one of her usual pretty underwear’s but after she refuses, Hard dom Charles comes out 🫠 Perhaps smut with a few things like corruption kink, tummy bulge or face-fucking .Maybe something a long the lines of “ I’m going to fucking ruin you... “ “this is what you wanted?…” “fuck you like the little slut you are…” AAAH do yo thing 🙈. I know Charles is a soft boy but him being a Hard Dom makes me go feral . For the fc I was thinking of one of my favs 20 y/o creators brinathedoll on Instagram 🍦English is not my first language so excuse my grammar ! I know this is long, but you mentioned that you like how specific people get and I figured that it’ll be easier for your writing process. Thank you 🌸

Hi! Here it is!

Also this was an absolutely perfect request honey! You have no idea how many times I went back to reference it because whenever I got stuck I was just like "What does the request say?" 🤣 But, my 🏎️ anon, thank you for your patience and your care. I hope this fic is good because you deserve it my love 💕

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[malfromtheblue]

Hendrixx meets nurse! darling after throwing a tantrum ending up in tight bonds, and nurse! darling has to give him the sedative injection 🙈

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please read the tags before you continue :)

This had been quite a regular occurrence for Hendrixx. He'd been so close to escaping this time. So close to being free. But as usual, he was brutally electrocuted and tied tightly with rope, shackles, and metal wiring to keep him constricted.

Hendrixx still fought against the guards, even in his bonds, successfully knocking quite a few out. But in the end he was overpowered and it was time to get his sedative. On very rare occasions did he actually get the injection. Most nurses and doctors were too frightened to even get near him. Hendrixx definitely had the scariest appearance out of all the test subjects. He had a wide mouth, and big eyes that had purple orbs but where there was supposed to be white, there was black. His hair was long and silver, usually draped over his face. His skin was unbearably pale, perfectly white.

That was just his appearance. There are two features that frightened most everyone.

His tongue. Long, slimy, and black. Easily his scariest feat, especially if you're really close to him

His body. He was abnormally tall and slim, but clearly muscular.

Despite rarely getting the shot, he still loved intimidating the nurses that came through. There have been many tactics tried to calm him down. Some tried using force which was idiotic in itself, and others tried seduction. Hendrixx could've cared less about how good your tits looked in the unbuttoned shirt, he still wasn't going to just let you give him a shot.

But you... You were completely different. You walked into the room with such confidence, that it shook the inside of Hendrixx's mind. He hadn't been expecting this. And if that wasn't enough to cause his pride to waver, your beauty most definitely did. You were gorgeous. Like, drop out of a plane and land face down on concrete gorgeous.

You took out the syringe from a clear bag and flick it. Then, you turned to the guards. "Mind givin us a moment?"

One guard spoke up. "Ma'am, with all due respect, Subject H is our most dangerous experiment, and we cannot have your death."

You scoffed, glaring at the guard. "I doubt that with all of the restraints you have him in, he could do much damage."

Another guard cleared her throat. "You'd be surprised-"

You sigh and wave your hand, dismissively. "I am asking for some privacy with my patient. Please go. If it makes you feel better, you can stand outside of the door."

The guards hesitated but complied.

And you two were alone.

You sit in the round chair placed in front of you and scoot up to the starstruck subject. You press your finger to his arm, feeling for a vein. "They call you Hendrixx, correct?" Your nonchalance about the situation enticed him more.

"They call me Subject H." He replied, slowly. His voice shook, just a little, as he stared at your beautiful face. He memorized every detail, over and over.

You rolled your eyes and rub the spot you marked with an alcohol wipe. "How typical of them to make you guys feel worthless, then wonder why you act up," You grumbled. "I'll call you Hendrixx, as that is your document name. And in return you can call me (Reader). Fair?"

Hendrixx felt dizzy. You were calling him by name. And you told him your name. His vision was coated in a pink haze as he continued to stare at you. "Yes... Yes, that is fair, (Reader)." He pronounced your name slowly, soaking in that feeling of satisfaction. Your name rolled naturally off of his long tongue.

You nodded in approval. "Alright, perfect! I'm about to stick you, okay?"

Then Hendrixx snapped, growling and jerking away from the needle that was a centimeter away from his skin. He snarled at you, eyes slanting.

You sat there, unfazed. The guards had opened the door, but you quickly motioned them to close it. "Hendrixx, you've got to be still."

"No."

"Why not?"

He paused, then sighed. "I don't like needles."

You couldn't help but giggle. "Oh, goodness,"

A deep blush spread across his face like a wildfire. Great. Now you were laughing at him.

"Hendrixx, don't be silly. You can almost escape the top facility in the world, and handle the highest setting of electrocution without passing out, but you can't handle needles?"

Hendrixx huffed. "They're just... Scary."

You smiled and rubbed a hand on his leg, reassuringly. He tensed for a hot second before melting completely under your palm.

"Okay, dont worry. Would you like to hold my hand while I do it?"

He nodded after concluding that you weren't trying to mock him. You hold out your free hand and he takes it, gripping tightly. You angle the needle to his vein.

"Alright, just a pinch."

Hendrixx squeezed his eyes shut, but opened them when he heard you putting the syringe back in the bag. "Where are you going?" He asked, half panicked and half curious.

"Um, I'm finished. See, you barely felt a thing. Sleep well, okay?"

Hendrixx wanted to stop you by saying something, but those drugs were unmatched. And he was out in seconds. But even in his sleep, he saw your face. He couldn't wait to see it again.

(this was longer than i had anticipated, but there ya go, love)

~ Mal💕

#yandere oc #yandere x reader #yandere x darling #yandere blog #anon request #love you guys

[dribs-and-drabbles]

Dead Friend Forever ep 2

Let's goooooooo!

Documenting my observations and speculations because of the ongoing mystery. (small comments in brackets are things I've gone back to after the ep ended).

I do like this opening music. It sets the scene well for this being a spooky mystery but also speaks of the youthful innocence - and then the breaking of it - of the friend group.

I know not every character needs to be colour-coded but they all seem to have a distinctive style, so for my satisfaction here's my interpretation: White is either blue or has coloured edging to his t-shirt (or both); Tee is either tie-dyed or red (or both) (White and Tee are the only actual couple and we all know blue and red are a common pairing...and Tee's tie-dyed vests have had both of their colours so far); Fluke is purple (duh); Por is maybe green; Phee is maybe orange, Jin could be dark, Tan could be light, and Top is either embroidered shirts or yellow (or both). Let's see if this continues throughout the rest of the series.

Of course it was Tan in the background of the film, he was missing from the scene when they were recording the film.

I literally said White's line aloud before he did 😂

I wonder if someone is putting something hallucinogenic in their food or drink rather than some of these 'supernatural' things happening to/around them.

HELP! 😱 That mask is super creepy 😭 *pauses and breathes for ten seconds* Ok, focus on something else - it looks like the person in the mask is using a crutch on their left side, so maybe has an injury to their left leg, and has the axe in their right hand...let's remember that for later.

If the masked person wanted Top dead, he could have killed him there and then in the bathroom. So if the masked person is real, why didn't they? And if they're not real, then does Top really believe what he saw? Or is Top lying to instil fear in the rest?

And so I also need to wonder if Por is actually dying or if he's acting to stir up fear in the group. Make up and prosthetics can look very realistic... Hmmmm 🤔

One of my biggest questions is, are we as an audience being shown The Truth?

That was A Look from Fluke...was he not part of whatever it is that Tee, Top, and Jin did to Non? (It seemed in a later scene he does know so probably was...).

I'm leaning more into the theory that they're hallucinating, and the 'drug' is playing into their fears. White obviously cares about how he looks, with all his skincare products, and as soon as he's used something on his face (has that been tampered with? Or did he accidentally ingest something when he handled the 'drug' for the others if this is all his plan?) he sees blotches on his skin. Top is scared there's a ninth person in the house, so hallucinates the attack in the bathroom replicating the scene from Non's film. Let's see if there are any other instances which will back this up.

Floppy discs! 😂

Do they really have to add those squelchy sounds for Por's wound 🙉

OMG NOT THE EYES 😩🙈😩 PLEASE!

Yes, definitely something to do with hallucinating and maybe Por is faking... Is the hallucinogenic drug airborne or absorbed through the skin?...

Something I can't work out...in the photo Top found earlier there were 6 people, so I assume Tee, Top, Jin, Fluke, and Non, but who is the 6th person? Should I have been able to see in the photo? Or will that be revealed later? (edit after watching ep 5: I realise I forgot to include Por, so that's the 6th)

Oh god it's That scene...not looking not looking not looking... Why are Top and Tee riding off the way the Uncle came, surely IF the wire was across the road it would still be there...so maybe it's not and maybe the uncle's head wasn't detached from his body...maybe it's more hallucinating...? Or if they're in the woods now then maybe they didn't go down the road at all...and the Uncle's death is real...

(I'll say this quietly because this is personal to me but I'm also having trouble watching because I don't think I like Jet's acting. It doesn't feel authentic and it takes me out of the story a bit because I don't feel like he's acting well. I don't believe him. And it's not like he's playing it so that the audience doesn't believe the character, I think it's Jet just not being as good as the others. It's like he's demonstrating that he's acting, if that makes sense, rather than just embodying the character of Top. It's a bit overdone for me. Sorry to Jet who I presume is working hard but it's just not landing for me).

THE TATTOOS ON THIS MAN!! 😮😅 UNCLE DANG...MORE LIKE UNCLE DAMN!!

Wow. I'm still hooked. I'm still side-eying Phee because I know he knows Non, and I'm loving that I feel like I can't believe anything that anyone says or does 😂 THEY'RE ALL STILL SUS. RIP Uncle Damn Dang though. The first real victim of this situation. If he really is dead.

#dead friend forever #NO SPOILERS PLEASE #I am watching despite the horror and gore #although this ep nudged up against my limits a bit #answers to questions welcome ONLY IF THEY DON'T GIVE SPOILERS #please and thank you!

[witheredoffherwitch]

If you had the chance to change something about the dance of the dragons (TV show or book), what would it be? For example, how a character dies, which team a house is on,or an entire character personally. How would you change it to make the story better, in your opinion?♥️🖤💙💚

Hi nonnie 🤗

I've seen this question answered by a few of my moots, but I tried my best to avoid reading their answers 🙈 Overall, I prefer the show adaptation over what we got from F&B. I know this may not be a popular opinion on this platform, but I believe the characters are much more developed in HoTD. However, that doesn't mean the show is perfect. In fact, there are some BIG inconsistencies and ridiculous dialogues that take away from the seriousness of the story. While reading F&B, I couldn't give two shits about any of the Targaryens (whether they were on Team Black or Team Green). The only ones who slightly intrigued me were the side characters like Alys, Nettles, Addam Velaryon, or even Mysaria. Surprisingly, I actually thought the aftermath of the Dance was a positive thing since it meant the end of dragons and an opportunity for equal footing in Westeros. If I had to choose a favourite Targaryen from the Dance era in the books, I would have probably picked Rhaenys. Now it's quite funny because after watching season 1, I can't stand her character anymore 😭

BUT the show has me fully invested in characters like Alicent, Aemond, Aegon and Rhaenyra. Although I still don't have a strong team bias, I am still heavily invested in TG characters more than any of the TB ones. Out of the TB characters, only Rhaenyra keeps me intrigued while I have a strong desire to learn more about Jace and the twins.

Now if I had to make one change in the show, it would be Corlys' character. In the books, Corlys Velaryon read like a larger-than-life figure who is just as competent and dangerous as he is prideful. But in the show, he comes across as such a loser. My man is basically a glorified cuckold at this point in the story. His blind loyalty to Rhaenyra becomes nonsensical when considering how much his family suffers at her expense. If it's his granddaughters forcing his allegiance, then at least let him play a stronger role or have some kind of bargaining power instead of blindly following Rhaenyra like a pathetic loser. Knowing how his story unfolds in the books, it's unlikely that he will be remembered as a strategic mastermind or even a winner considering how many L’s he takes throughout his journey.

I'm not too bothered by the rest of the story, as my loyalty lies not with any specific team or group, but with the characters who all meet a painful end. I find satisfaction in the pyrrhic victory (if you can even call it that) of Dance's conclusion. I have made a post before, in case you are interested in checking it out. The continuation of Aegon III's storyline after Aegon II’s death adds an interesting dynamic as the victors must now recognise their own queen's usurper as the rightful claimant to the throne. The dance ultimately destroyed House Targaryen and set them on a path of decline. It was a lose-lose situation for all of the inbred blondes who had long boasted about their supposed superiority as descendants of Valyria - but it also spelt victory for the other lords who could now breathe easier without the looming threat of formidable dragons.

#anon asks #team green #hotd fandom

[newobsessioneveryweek]

Oo what is business as usual and sex, drugs, rock and roll 👀👀👀👀

I'm so glad you asked!

Here is an excerpt of Business As Usual for your viewing pleasure (unfortunately I haven't actually written anything for SD&RnR but I'll explain a little bit of what I'm thinking)

Excerpt start

“What are you reading?” came a sudden, soft voice. Loki turned to meet Hogun’s passive face. He was riding beside him. If he had been there the whole time Loki hadn’t noticed.

“Shapeshifting and Illusions,” he replied cooly, banishing the book to his pocket dimension. Hogun’s sudden interest was not unwelcome, just odd- his choosing to talk even odder. “Have you read it?” Loki asked dumbly. He would bet good money that no one in this group had ever glanced at let alone picked up a spell book, especially one that was meant to be locked away in Odin’s library, never to be seen or read.

“No,” Hogun said simply. He looked forward, wrinkling his nose at the conversation happening around them. Loki took note of the odd way he seemed both fond and exasperated. “But tell me about it. I doubt it’s worse than this,” he nudged his chin to where Thor and Volstagg continued to entertain Fandral with questions and comments while Sif listened disinterestedly.

Loki tried to quell a stab of disappointment. Of course, there was only personal gain to be thought of instead of genuine interest. But he indulged him nonetheless. “As the title so deftly put,” he deadpanned, “it’s a spell book on shapeshifting and illusions.”

“I gauged that,” Hogun said dryly. “Tell me more.”

What more was there to tell that he would be receptive to? “Well,” he thought, “contrary to popular belief, illusionary magic is intermediate at best, but often child’s play. I caught on to it quite quickly in my hundreds. However,” Loki paused, drawing in a tired breath, “shapeshifting is an advanced art, one that presents potential… complications if done incorrectly.”

Hogun hummed quietly. There was a beat of silence before he asked, “What would you deem advanced?” His head tilted a fraction as though he were actually intrigued.

“To put it in terms you would understand, it’s the equivalent of shooting a running target in the head from one hundred metres away on horseback.”

Hogun whistled lowly. “Have you ever tried?”

“Tried what?”

“Shapeshifting.”

Despite himself, Loki laughed. Hogun flinched but his expression remained impassive. “Yes,” he confessed, holding back a sudden tidal wave of emotion and the urge to end the conversation at its zenith.

“Why?” 

Why? Loki wanted to scream. He let the question marinate in the awkward silence it caused. He drew in a breath, held it, and exhaled at length. “Because desperate people do desperate things.”

Excerpt end

I might change some things about this wip. In my defense I wrote it months ago. But I hope it's got you hyped!

Here's a bonus because I couldn't resist! I can't keep it to myself🙈

Bonus!

“Curious,” he said, holding the bottle up to the light.

Loki rolled his eyes affectionately. “What is?”

“Red is my colour.”

“And?”

“Then by association, this potion must make you devilishly handsome like me. You could use some. I’ll buy it for you.”

“You’re an ass.”

“I would be offended if that wasn’t a lie.”

Bonus end!

Now, SD&RnR doesn't reeeaaallly have a plot rn. I just thought it would be neat to explore Apollo's past of "living life to the fullest" in a protective bubble of perfection and indifference. The title is meant to allude to impulsive grabs for satisfaction and surface level pleasure that doesn't really treat the deeper parts of one's longing and desire (such as that of wanting to be accepted and understood by your family for instance).

So yeah, that's the idea behind it. I haven't written a word but it's coming! Bet your autumn harvest it'll be here!

Thank you this ask and for letting me talk about my babies☺️💛 you rock!

#Ask #thank you for indulging me #my fic #wip

[vacantgodling]

I AM RUNNING V LATE TODAY

For the oc emoji asks, let’s do these for hya my beloved, darren, and toph?🥺👉👈

💥 COLLISON - what emotions do they have trouble dealing with?

🥞 PANCAKE - what is their comfort breakfast?

🙈 SEE-NO-EVIL - whats a side of your oc that they don't want to show other people?

🏊 SWIMMING - can they swim? or are they afraid of water? how well do they swim? how do they feel about swimming in the ocean?

🪤 MOUSE TRAP - what will always lure them into certain danger? a loved one in danger? a promise of something they are always searching for?

☁️ CLOUD - a soft headcanon

ily take ur time <3

HEYYYYY ur okay tumblr is stupid and life happens!!

thank u for asking about my favorite boys 😭💛

💥 COLLISON - what emotions do they have trouble dealing with?

HYA -> it’s a cop out if i say most of them LMAO but i think satisfaction or relaxation is the hardest for him to deal with. which is funny, because you’d think bc he’s constantly about that comfortable lifestyle that he would be down with it but really he has a hard time not feeling on edge. even outside of paramour it takes a few years after he and amon are married even for him to *truly* relax.

DARREN -> grief or loss. he’s never experienced it before until [REDACTED] happens and the manner in which it occurs makes him spiral so bad. even when the situation does get solved it does definitely change him; after the fact he’s much less laid back and quicker to anger (it calms down after awhile But definitely he’s not as chill as he tries to be). it’s kind of the turning point for him and the narrative too so!

TOPH -> the benefit for being alive for hundreds of years is that toph has kind of seen the full breadth of emotions at most of their points and in general he’s like… a midway point between darren and hya. unbothered in his own way. from what i can think of i don’t really think there’s an emotion he “struggles” with but love is definitely a new one for him; he’s never felt it this intensely.

🥞 PANCAKE - what is their comfort breakfast?

HYA -> not really a breakfast guy, but usually coffee cake and coffee is his go to

DARREN -> blood cough. but p much his only comfort food is fried pig blood curd lol he always wants to eat it even after vampirism is explained to him LOL

TOPH -> he likes mint flavored things so like, mint juleps, mint chocolate ice cream, minty milkshakes etc. i think for breakfast he had banana mint pancakes once and he desperately wants them again

🙈 SEE-NO-EVIL - whats a side of your oc that they don't want to show other people?

HYA -> any side of himself tbh but mostly any side that indicates “weakness” (so his soft side p much. he knows it exists but he doesn’t like to think about it)

DARREN -> there isn’t any, he’s very open. he wants people to get to know him and understand him lol.

TOPH -> his anger; it’s just not pretty for anyone involved

🏊 SWIMMING - can they swim? or are they afraid of water? how well do they swim? how do they feel about swimming in the ocean?

HYA -> he’s not a fan of water beyond his bathtub, be it rain, the ocean, etc. (he’s kinda similar to me in this way). he likes to say he’s not afraid of it but i think he is, personally, to a certain extent. i mean he already has trauma around showers and he doesn’t particularly like water generally. he doesn’t know how to swim and he has no desire to because he also thinks it looks ridiculous.

DARREN -> he can swim he’s just lazy so he likes to stay on the beach lol. he thinks the ocean is pretty and doesn’t mind fucking around with his friends in the shallow parts of the tide.

TOPH -> can swim, not a big fan of it. doesn’t really see much of a reason to get in the water lol.

(can you tell that most of my ocs were made by someone who hates swimming and the ocean cuz like jfc LMAO. if i make an oc that likes water (ie: quill) they’re extremely specific but most of my other ones are like fuck that noise)

🪤 MOUSE TRAP - what will always lure them into certain danger? a loved one in danger? a promise of something they are always searching for?

HYA -> nothing lol, at least for a long time. he’s very self preservation >>>>>>> everything else. this definitely changes bc of amon tho 🌚

DARREN -> his family and friends. he cares about them more than anything and can be very do first think later if he hears of one of them hurt.

TOPH -> i suppose if anything WAS dangerous to him then it would be a similar vein to darren where he’s getting in trouble because of his friends. he cares about them deeply. but also bc he’s a p powerful demon and in this particular story there isn’t really a threat to him or his power so he’s also perhaps a bit more chill about this.

☁️ CLOUD - a soft headcanon

HYA -> is the little spoon and idk amon just holding him when he’s grumpy like a cat is very cute to me

DARREN -> tends to snort when he laughs it’s adorable

TOPH -> he’s the first one to hold nix and trisha’s baby when she’s born because if it wasn’t for him saving trish’s life years before, dolley wouldn’t exist. he’s very emotional about it but doesn’t cry til he’s out of the hospital room LOL.

#s: paramour #s: darren and co #s: lukewarm rejection

[catwithyellowwings]

Brett Talbot x fem!reader

Please be gentle, this is my first story. English is not my native language. I'm still learning it, so there's probably a bunch of mistakes 🙈

"Can you not make a face for a minute?" looking at the resulting photo with displeasure, Y/N was indignant. "You've already ruined so many frames".

"Come on," Talbot replied, looking over her shoulder at the results of their almost half-hour work. "Look, this one is fine, in my opinion, it turned out. It's not all the same to be with a rotten mine as on the documents." girl just rolled her eyes at this phrase. "And why are you worried about spoiled shots? You're not shooting on a film camera."

"Let's try again on the horizontal bars," Y/N switched the camera to the "shooting" mode and headed to the right place, ignoring Brett's comment. "There, you will no longer be up to fooling around."

"And how do you want to photograph me there, love?" gently clasping Y/N by the waist when they reached the place, guy whispered in her ear. This action provoked a wave of goosebumps on the body of his beloved, forcing her to take a short sharp breath, after which she turned to face him. "Maybe we should go somewhere more private? I think there will also be some very interesting places to shoot there."

"We'll still have time to get to a more private place," Y/N said, meeting his green-blue eyes, maintaining a playful mood. "You definitely won't get away from this." hearing this, Brett broke into a satisfied smile and hugged his beloved closer to him. "In the meantime, let's finish our business here first."

Finally, pecking him on the lips, Y/N got out of the ring of hugs, preparing the camera for work. They spent another good fifteen minutes filming behind various sports equipment. Y/N even managed to enjoy Talbot's half-naked appearance when, for several series of photos, he took off his T-shirt, throwing it on a bench nearby.

"Wow, you're so photogenic," she said after taking another frame, once again evaluating the result of their joint work. "Have you ever thought of becoming a model?"

"And have everyone stare at me like I'm some kind of weirdo? Nah," Brett waved off, standing behind her again and wrapping his arms around her waist. This pose was his favorite when they were together. Thus, he not only held Y/N in his arms, at the same time showing everyone that this girl was busy with him, but also covered her most vulnerable place so that no one attacked her from behind. Besides, this way he had access to Y/N's hair, the fragrance of which the guy liked.

"Don't you want too much attention to yourself?" Y/N was surprised, glancing at the guy behind her. "I thought it would flatter you at least.

"They are not you," he gently pressed her to him, and left a small kiss on Y/N's temple. "I don't need someone else's attention, I just need yours."

"Smooth talker," the girl grinned, but still leaned back slightly into his embrace. "But I'm glad to hear it. I don't want to share you with anyone."

"Oh, so it turns out you're a jealous mode?" Talbot grinned with satisfaction, lightly tickling Y/N under the ribs. "That good to know."

They spent the next few minutes discussing the resulting photos. The best of them were to replenish the portfolio of Y/N, who planned to connect her life with photographs. It was her second hobby after music, but that topic was still a sore point for her because of recent bad events in her family.

"I've never seen anyone look cute and ridiculous at the same time," looking at another picture, the girl smiled. "I asked you not to make a face."

"But look how different and lively the photos turned out!" Brett exclaimed, taking the camera for himself and flipping through the results of their work. "You will obviously have a lot to choose from. No one will have such photos for sure," he switched the camera to shooting mode in a few clicks. "So, let's see what kind of model will come out of you."

"Uh, no," Y/N immediately objected and reached out to pick up her thing. However, this did not work out for her, since the guy was a little more than a head taller than her, which he did not dare to take advantage of, causing indignation from his beloved. "I'm not taking pictures of myself, I'm only photographing others. Give me the camera."

"Do you trust me?" Talbot asked, holding the camera at arm's length and raising his eyebrows.

"Brett…"

"Answer me, Y/N/N, do you trust me?" the guy continued to insist and holding the camera out of the girl's reach.

"I trust you," sighing, she admitted after a few seconds of persistent glances. "So?"

"So, let me take a picture of you," Talbot said, looking her straight in the eye. "It's your camera. The pictures will remain with you, you can delete them later if you want. But let's try to switch places for a while? I agreed to pose for you. Please. "

"You're using your puppy dog look again," Y/N noticed, covering his eyes with her palm, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"I'm a werewolf. It's in my blood, you might say," Brett shrugged, removing her palm from the face with his free hand. "Love, let me take a picture of you. You know I won't do anything bad for you."

"You're not going to leave me alone until I let you do it, are you?" after a few seconds of staring, the girl's defense began to crack at the seams from the perseverance of a person who was not indifferent to her. In response, he shook his head and gently ran the knuckle of his index finger along her cheek, which was the last straw. "Only if it's not for long."

"You won't regret it," leaving a short kiss on her lips, the guy said with a smile. "I promise."

"One kiss won't buy you off, Talbot," Y/N said sternly, taking his hand. "You will have to confirm this trust a little later."

"It will be done, sweetheart," understanding her hint, Brett nodded, inwardly rejoicing at the victory and what awaits them both in the evening. But all that will be in the evening, now they face another task. "In the meantime, let's see, maybe we should both go into modeling?"

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[blazingstarship]

Since I’ve been watching 5Ds, maybe talk about how you and Yus met? >:3

Aaaahhh yeah, its time to spill the tea about this story hehe @dark-magical-ships 😏 prepare for a whole essay🙈

Yus and me met 3,5 years before the canon events of the storyline.

It was back in Satellite where duel gangs reign over the Satellite sector and where a Project was set up to help out the well being of the people of Satellite. This project was created out of protest by a group of city rebels against the Neo Domino laws by trespassing to this Island and bringing supplies that’s been seen as illegal yet the most simple things like medicine, fresh fruit etc. To protect ourselves, they have duel guns with electric shocks and an electric belt.

One of the jobs was to deliver medication to Dr. Smitz as a request for a boy who needed this specific medicine thats impossible to get in Satellite. At Martha’s orphanage there is a wall of pictures of all the kids thats in or had been under her wings, including the boys and Yu.sei who catched the attention with his raven black hair with golden locks.

Rumors were spreaded all around Satellite and even got towards Team Satisfaction. Kiryu saw it as an opportunity to get new and illegal supplies to help with their game and duel disks. Yu.sei being the tech guy, he came along to make sure the supplies are okay for their upcoming duel. So at the dump there was a rearrange where the official meet happen, but didnt got a very long conversation between us.

The same night, the duel gangs came out the dark to duel the weaker. And it may happen Team Satisfaction had a duel too. But the team they played against werent into “playing fair”. It was an ambush, trying to robe them from their stuff. Knowing the guys, they dont give up without a fight. They got spreaded out and took them one on one, meeting at their spoken place to regroup again.

Everyone made it out fine except Yu.sei. A sereach was being hold to clear out every ally, every corner of the area. Our paths crossed as me and my buddy helped them out to look for “goldie locks”.

Yu.sei ended up not only taken some nasty hits, but also being hold against the wall and threat with a Kn.ife against his throat. The man brought up that he knows his little secret and will tell everyone else about it if he doesnt do what he has been told. Yu.sei figure the pieces together and realized this was a set up to get to him, not for the duel or their stuff. They wanted him to betray his leader and the fall of their team in exchange for his life.

“Your dad didnt hesitate to take thousands of lives. Me and everyone who lost everything that day will gladly take yours without a single doubt.”

Being taken off guard, Yu.sei felt a big guilt growing inside of him. While the man got his eyes glued on him, burning with fury, he made a big mistake for not being aware of his surroundings.

Suddenly the man screamed, shaked and let the knife fall out his hand. Foam formed in the corner of his mouth as Yu.sei saw his change and kicked him to the ground. The man was passed out and got time to have a look what just happen as he saw someone standing with a gun. Breathing heavy and a little shaky of how much power it got, we looked eyes.

S: “Hi.”

Y: “Hello.”

S: “That was close, you okay?”

Y: “I am fine, I got everything under control.”

S: “Well from my point of view, you could use a little help. Your friends are looking for you, they are worried.”

Y: “Well I am fine now thanks, what about you?”

S: “Me!? Im good! Im good! Im…Do you think he is dead? I mean, I never shocked anyone before.”

Y: “He is probably napping. Byside, he is the last one I worry about.”

S: “True. He really got you.”

Y: “Huh?”

S: “You… you bleed a little.” pointing out his nose and mouth

Y: touching the place with the rug of his hand, looked at it and wipped it off more. “Dammit.”

S: offers a piece of cloth. “Tissue?”

Y: “Thanks. Also for the shocking knock out. Your gun has an incredible volt power.”

S: “Thanks, I feel pretty safe with it. Also good for dueling.”

Y: “You duel?”

S: “Not yet. I got a deck and stuff but never actual dueled with the duel disk.

Y: “Your deck is your everything to make the best out of this place.”

S: “You are one of Kiryu’s friends right? I saw you today on the dump, regonize me?”

Y: “Yeah, I think so. We should get out of here before sleeping beauty wakes up or his friends show up. Come on, lets go.”

S: “You sure you are fine? You seem pretty shaken up.”

Y: “I said I am fine. Why do you care so much? You dont even know me and I dont know you.”

S: “But I know Martha.”

Y: “What?”

S: “At Martha’s orphanage I saw a picture of you and some other guys. She cares about you, she told me you guys were good guys. I trust her on her word.”

Silence

Y: “Let me bring you to your hiding place. What was your name again?”

S: “Uhm…Celeste.”

Y: “Celeste. Thank you for your help back there.”

S: “No problem, goldie locks.”

Y: “Yus.ei.”

S: “Indeed I say.”

Y: “No, my name is Yu.sei.”

S: “Oh! Oh…ooooooh. Now that all makes more sense.”

Y: “You aren’t from Neo Domino City, are you?

S: “I’m not even from around here close by. I come from the other side of the world.”

Y: “Why the heck would you chose to come here!? Of all places in world you can freely go!?”

S: “I am sorry?”

#it got a little out of hand but I wanted to add more details #specially since I can use them too for the ongoing writing for The Satellite Project story hehe whoops #✨amy tag #thank you so much!!!🥰 #I hope it was worth the wait🙈 #✨blazing answers

[hwanchaesong]

hello one of my favourite accs on this app!!! i honestly don't know if you're accepting requests rn or is available hahaha but if you are, can you please do a fluff yeosang song prompt inspired by the song Nerdy Love by pH-1 & yerin baek? 🥺 thank you so much!!!!!!

a/n: favourite accs please 🙈🥺 thank you so much for this 💚 and your order's here so enjoy~

👤: ATEEZ Kang Yeosang

📼: Nerdy Love - pH-1 & Yerin

genre & warnings: fluff, angst if you squint, one curse word, strangers to lovers au

word count: 741

for anyone who wants to, don't be shy and send me asks based on Prompts Request Song Version. Thank you so much!

"If I'm going to be honest, I never thought that you'd accept a man like me."

Yeosang was in a hurry, normally, he doesn't run even if he's already running late.

This time is different though, it's your first date with him that he painstakingly worked hard for.

Months after meeting you during your college's orientation, he couldn't get you out of his head.

He's losing sleep every night just because he wanted to get your name, number, he wanted to you to be his girl.

"I know that there are those times when I overthink too much. Am I really the man you need? Am I enough for your happiness and satisfaction?"

He didn't mean to feel like a drenched chick covered with mud on the side but he can't help it.

Seeing you smile and like the photos of your friend and her boyfriend on social media is like a stab to his heart.

"Do you want to take pictures like that too?"

He asked you one day when his curiosity is too much to handle, making you look at him confusingly.

"What pictures?"

"Like those of other couples, you know. The sweet, instagrammable, aesthet-"

You laughed out loud, going over to him and engulfing him in a tight hug, "We don't need to do shit like that. I am contented as long as I have you here with me."

He was about to protest but you shut him up with a kiss.

Well, that was enough to melt all his insecurities away.

"I have always thought that something is wrong with me, and all it took was you in my life for me to realize that I love being myself."

You were livid to say the least, how dare he think of himself like that?

"Say that. Again."

You squinted your eyes at Yeosang, hands on your hips and you definitely look like a mom scolding her child.

"I.."

"You what?"

"I think I have to change myself."

You threw your hands in the air, disbelief coating your features as you let out a deep breath.

"Yeosang, you-"

You pinched the bridge of your nose, getting angry at him won't do anything good for the situation.

"Honey," you started, sitting next to him and putting his head on your shoulders, gently rubbing his head, "if you want to change for yourself then do it, not for others. I just want to let you know that I love you for who and what you are."

He raised his head abruptly, shocked at your confession, "Really?"

You rolled your eyes and bopped his nose, "Do I look like I'm lying? You silly."

"You made me feel like I was in cloud nine all the time. Freeing my feelings and frankly, I don't regret anything, and now.."

He couldn't wish for anything anymore, he has you by his side, his pretty flower that never withers.

Tears falling from your eyes and how he wished he could kiss it off, though he knows that he has to keep himself at bay.

It would be informal if he goes all clingy to you at your wedding, right?

"And now, I want to let you know that I love you because you are you. Bright smile, sparkly eyes, you are the best thing that the world has blessed me with."

He held your hands, in front of your loved ones, he is ready to affirm everyone that he will take care of you as long as he's breathing.

Heck, he'll even look out after you even when turned into a ghost.

"Yeosang.." you murmured his name, the trip down the memory lane made you remember your journey with him until now.

It doesn't really matter for you that you're standing right at the center of the altar, vows exchanged and promises are ensued, because everything is a blur.

It is only Kang Yeosang that you can perceive in every aspect of your five senses.

"This nerd of yours, the person who approached you shyly 8 years ago. Wearing that McDonald's outfit and round glasses,"

He brought your hands up to his lips, kissing every finger tenderly, (most people in the room teared up at the lovely statements and actions he did, and Wooyoung wished that he could howl and whoop at the moment)

"Will forever be your destiny to your mystique."

That was how your fate with him was settled, no remorse, just euphoria.

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[lancermylove]

Chapter 10 (SFW)

➣ Pairing: Demon brothers, Royals, Solomon with fem!Reader. ➣ Warning: None ➣ Word Count: 2,526 ➣ Chapters [SFW]: [1][2][3][4][5][6][7][8][9][10][11][12] ➣ Chapters [N.SFW]: [1][2][3][4][5][6][7][8][9][10][11][12]

➣ A/N: I'm running late! 🙈

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A thin, wispy mist caressed the lake's surface and twirled with the morning sunlight. The winds of winter howled from afar while chills prickled your skin. You had not expected to discover Lucifer resting on the wooden bench by the lake. Though his eyes had remained fixated on the horizon, you were aware he sensed your presence, yet he chose not to react, letting the serenity of the environment stay undisturbed.

You carefully treaded to the bench, ensuring your footsteps were silent and your movements slow. As you sat beside the Avatar of Pride, your gaze lingered on the spot where Satan had fallen in. "He is doing alright," your warm words cut through the cold, silent atmosphere.

Though Lucifer remained silent, you saw a brief glimpse of relief pass over his face. You stretched your hand out and soothingly brushed it against the back of his red glove. After a moment, he turned his hand over and held yours firmly. "I cannot erase the image from my thoughts," he whispered in a cracked, slightly hoarse voice. "My pride is suffering."

"It's okay, Lucifer. That just means you care about Satan," you consoled him and gave his hand a reassuring squeeze.

"I would prefer not to experience such an emotion again," he chuckled, but there was an underlying pain behind it. You were unsure what feeling he was referring to and did not want to open his wound even further. As if reading your thoughts, Lucifer elaborated, "Fear."

A comfortable silence took hold of you both, only to be interrupted by hardened snow crunching under heavy boots. You turned your head to see Satan coming your way, and you had to stifle a small smile at the sight of him. You did not want to alter his mood and prevent him from honestly expressing his heart. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Lucifer looking at him with a blank expression that did not betray any emotion.

You withdrew your hand from Lucifer's and stood up, giving Satan a slight nod. "Then, I will get going."

"Please, stay," Satan promptly said, to which you nodded firmly and sat back down. Keeping your focus on the younger brother, you patiently waited for him to express himself.

"Lucifer, I refuse to apologize to you. Do not misinterpret my words as they do not mean my hatred for you has lessened," Satan firmly said, but you noticed that he hesitated a bit at the word hatred. "I would like to thank you for helping me. You no longer need to sleep on the sofa. Rest assured, I will not prank you. I will allow you to rest properly."

You couldn't help but find Satan's unusual method of apologizing endearing. Silence once again took hold as Lucifer remained stoic while Satan bore the guilt of his actions with increasing weight upon his shoulders. Though the older brother's gaze held a brief hint of softness, he refused to grant the Avatar of Wrath the satisfaction of accepting his apology. Unexpectedly, Lucifer began laughing the next moment, surprising both of you. Even though Satan had no idea why his brother was laughing, he found the laughter contagious and joined in with a chuckle of his own.

"I love you two," you giggled, cheeks red from their sweet moment. Upon hearing your words, Satan's cheeks tinged with a vermillion hue while Lucifer smirked.

"Do not speak such words carelessly, (y/n)," the Avatar of Pride whispered, which only made you giggle.

"Oh, Lucifer, I forgot why I am here in the first place," you gasped and gently slapped your right plan on your forehead. "We have a little surprise for you. Let's head back to the cabin."

As Lucifer entered the living room, he was taken aback by the presence of everyone. You decided to take the initiative and provide him with a brief explanation. "For all the trouble we have caused you and for always being there for us, we got gifts for you."

Lucifer's sharp gaze shifted to his siblings, and the moment caught him quite off guard and left him feeling a tad suspicious. It seemed a little too perfect, and he pondered if there was some kind of condition or hidden agenda attached. However, he kept these thoughts to himself as you handed him the first present.

The gift was wrapped in an exquisite pink wrapping paper with sparkly stripes and a satin bow tied neatly around it. Inside was a bottle of the finest anti-aging serum the human world could offer. Lucifer merely stared at it blankly before shifting his piercing crimson eyes to Asmo, who shot him a sweet smile. The Avatar of Lust chimed in with a giggle, "Only the finest anti-wrinkle serum money can buy for you."

As the room threatened to break into a full-on fit of laughter, you quickly handed Lucifer the second present wrapped in a blue wrapper with white snowflakes. An elegant black box was hidden inside, and Lucifer opened it cautiously to find a magnifying glass. The first brother curiously looked at Levi, who chuckled. "Elderly people have bad vision, so you're welcome!"

Some snickers rang out in the room, but you swallowed down laughter while forcing a straight and calm expression. To ensure no one laughed again, you handed Lucifer a hastily wrapped present covered in orange wrapping paper with a copious amount of scotch tape holding it together. After a bit of a struggle, he managed to open it and discover an intricate golden canister. The first brother opened it eagerly, only to find it empty. Beel nervously and guiltily admitted, "I ate all the tea leaves because I was hungry."

Lucifer sighed quietly but motioned you to hand him the next gift. You passed him a small box wrapped in bright golden-yellow wrapping paper with dollar signs. Inside was a simple white coffee mug with black letters that read: Being my older brother is the only gift you need. You giggled as you watched Lucifer's eyes narrow at Mammon, who shrugged and said plainly, "It ain't a lie. I'm the best brother anyone could ask for."

The younger brothers started laughing at Mammon's remark, but before a verbal war could erupt, you gave Lucifer the next gift, which caused everyone's attention to turn to him. The green gift bag featuring a few snowmen on it contained a book titled "How Not to Act Like a Grumpy Old Man." The Avatar of Pride glared at Satan, who smirked in pride over his gift choice.

You handed Lucifer yet another gift, with a slight feeling of pity stirring inside you. The purple wrapping paper covered a large, thin, square object that was revealed to be a vinyl record. You sighed in relief at the glimpse of a suitable gift until Lucifer pulled two broken pieces from the casing. You assumed the record broke by accident until Belphie calmly said, "A broken record for someone who sounds like a broken record."

Lucifer shook his head while your guilt began to kick in - you regretted suggesting this plan to get the Avatar of Pride presents as a way of showing gratitude to him. You expected the brothers to gift him something proper, or at least more thoughtful gifts that wouldn't come off as insults. You silently handed him a cream-colored, design-less gift bag, and Lucifer extracted a small velvet box from it. Opening it, his muscles visibly tensed while your jaw dropped. Within the box was a silver necklace with a religious cross pendant. When you shot your eyes toward Solomon, he smiled calmly and said, "Everyone needs blessings, would you agree?"

In disbelief, you slapped your hand against your forehead and nervously handed Lucifer the last present on the table, which was tightly wrapped in crimson wrapping paper with a velvety black bow. As the Avatar of Pride opened it to reveal the ticket to the ballet, "The Nutcracker," you breathed a sigh of relief, glad that at least one person understood your original intentions.

"I cannot believe you guys did this! All I asked was for you to give a decent gift to Lucifer, but you chose these gifts?" You loudly said. "Thank you, Diavolo. At least you were considerate!"

You crossed your arms and glared at them before turning to Lucifer to offer an apology. But the moment your eyes rested upon his face, the Avatar of Pride laughed heartfully, catching you by surprise. This was the second time that day you heard his genuine laughter. Behind you, the others glanced at each other with concern or discomfort.

"Is Lucifer alright? Did we break him? " Levi whispered.

To which Mammon responded, "I think he's been possessed."

"Demons...we can get possessed?" Belphie asked in surprise.

"The right question is: who would be crazy enough to possess Lucifer?" Solomon chuckled.

You shook your head at their cracked conversation and looked at Lucifer, who quickly returned to his calm and composed self. "(Y/n), what gift might you have selected for me?"

You grabbed his arm with a slightly sweet yet nervous smile and led the Avatar of Pride upstairs. Upon reaching your bedroom, you shut the door firmly behind you and faced him. "I am pleased to offer you the gift of peace in the tranquil confines of my room...as well as the gift of truth."

Lucifer's expression transformed into a serious one, and he gave you his undivided attention. You could tell that he had been eagerly awaiting this moment since the day all of you arrived at the cabin. Taking a deep breath, you met his gaze with the calmest demeanor you could muster and began to speak. "I brought all of you to celebrate Christmas vacation in the Human Realm at Diavolo's request. He asked if I could cooperate with him, and everything for this vacation has been set, from housing to funds to food. All I had to do was say yes, and I said yes."

Your words struck an effect in the Avatar of Pride, and he redirected his gaze toward the windows. As he observed the snowflakes cascading from the heavens, you remained silent to allow him time to process the information. Wordlessly, Lucifer walked close to the window as if to acquire a more profound view of the descending snow.

Going against his principles, Lucifer gave in to his nagging feeling and opened one of the envelopes on Daivolo's desk. What was this? Why hadn't Diavolo spoken to him regarding this? His curiosity piqued as he set the first letter down and picked up the second, then the third. Their contents were very similar as they all held complaints against his brothers.

'Dear Prince, we wish to have some peace in Devildom.' 'Kindly send the brothers away. I will lose my mind otherwise.' 'As a prince, it is your responsibility to assure the residents of your realm are at peace and content. With the brothers present, we feel neither!' 'We are tired of dealing with the mess the brothers make. Send them away.' 'Hey, prince, how about giving us a little break from those crazy fallen angels? They should be thankful we're letting them stay here. Instead, they're making our lives a living hell. Funny thing is we already live in hell! But they still find a way to make things worse.'

"A few days before we came to my world," you started to speak in a low voice, drawing Lucifer out of his thoughts, "Diavolo received a heap of letters. They all contained complaints about your brothers. So, Diavolo devised a plan to appease the demons in Devildom without hurting you or your brothers. The plan being to bring all of you to my realm under the pretense of a Christmas vacation."

You paused for a while and stared at Lucifer's back as if you were waiting for him to turn around and look at you. But when he didn't, you sighed and continued apprehensively. "I am sorry for not telling you the truth earlier. I wanted to help Diavolo but also bring all of you here to spend the holidays in peace. A-Are you mad? "

Even after a significant amount of time had passed, the Avatar of Pride didn't offer a response and persisted with his gaze directed outside. A thin layer of snow had covered everything, adorning the entire area in a fresh layer of white. Finally, he lowered his crossed arms and faced you with a serious expression. However, you did not find any evidence of anger in his crimson orbs. "I have no grievances with your decision to bring us beyond the limits of the Devildom or with your desire to aid Diavolo. I have a grievance with you and Diavolo for undertaking such actions behind my back. That, to me, is an act of betrayal."

Your heart sank when you heard his choice of words, as you had never intended to backstab him or even leave such a notion within his mind. You lowered your head, hiding your eyes, as a scorching sensation burned within your tear ducts. Lucifer recognized the pain his words had caused you but remained unaffected and continued to speak calmly and collectedly. "I, more than anyone else, am familiar with the stress and difficulties that accompany my brothers. I would have readily consented to your course of action, especially if you had been the one to ask me about it. All you had to do was tell me."

"I am sorry," you whispered as tears cascaded down your cheeks and landed on your fluffy slippers. Lucifer closed the gap between you and himself with a steady gait. His expression softened considerably, and he delicately held your chin and angled your head upward to meet his gaze. He slowly wiped away your tears with his gloved fingers.

"My brothers appear to be content with their time here. For this reason, I cannot remain upset with you. Your decision has brought them joy...has brought us together." The softness within his voice was quite noticeable yet felt unfamiliar to you. "However, you must refrain from revealing the reason behind this vacation to my brothers. Their joy will gradually give way to sorrow, an outcome I do not desire in the least."

Platonic:

"I promise I will not tell them anything," you whispered with a slight smile. Lucifer affectionately rested a hand atop your head but said nothing more. You breathed easier, like a monumental weight had been removed from your shoulders and heart. 

Romantic:

"I promise I will not tell them anything," you whispered with a slight smile. You breathed easier, like a monumental weight had been removed from your shoulders and heart. 

As if noticing your contentment, Lucifer cradled your right cheek with his left hand and lightly wiped away your tears with his thumb. He leaned forward and pressed his lips on the corner of your left eye. His lips slowly descended your cheek, kissing the remaining tears, only to stop at your lips. When you parted your mouth, he chuckled deeply and captured your lips in a tender kiss.

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[procrastinatorproject]

I have decided to try and write more. I have no idea if I’ll be able to do it with any consistency (or if that’s even what I’m aiming for), but it’s fun, so I’m going with it.

And because I’m terrible about keeping things to myself, I have also decided to share the occasional snippet here. Because, you know. I can :9

This is from another chapter for the fill of @jazzfic​‘s prompt (from this list), though since it’s only a snippet I didn’t want to reblog the whole thing.

As always, no promises for anything getting posted, let alone finished, but I enjoy this bit too much not to share 🙈

CW: Canon-typical swearing 😋

It wasn’t far now, only a few steps to the wide double-doors. She could see the tantalizing lights of the mess hall replicator through the little window just ahead. Only a liiiiittle further and —

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“Shit!” Raffi actually jumped, her hip colliding painfully with the workbench, and she toppled another stand full of fiddly instruments as she whirled around.

The EMH was standing right behind her, less than a foot away. She took an instinctive step backwards, only to slip on one of the fallen cartridges and bump into the counter again.

“Don’t sneak up on people like that! You nearly gave me a heart attack!”

The hologram seemed utterly unfazed. “Then it’s a good thing you’re already in sickbay. We are equipped with state of the art cardiovascular regenerators.” He looked around the dark room with a sour expression. “Unless you broke them during your flight attempt.”

“It wasn’t… I haven’t…” Raffi took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing brain, then she shook her head. “Oh, screw this. Computer, lights!” As the circular lights sprang to life overhead, Raffi straightened and pulled her shawl closer around herself. “I’m not fleeing, I’m leaving. Or are you saying I’m a prisoner?”

“You’re a patient,” the EMH whined. “My patient! And I distinctly remember telling you —”

“You said I should rest”, Raffi cut in. “Well, I’m rested. And now I’m hungry. So, I’ll be in the mess.” She stood up to her full height (as tall as him, she noted with satisfaction, even barefoot as she was) and turned on her heel to stride briskly towards the door.

Unfortunately, the door had no intent to cooperate with her dramatic exit, as Raffi found out when she collided toes-first with the very solid and utterly unmoving duranium.

“Motherfucker!”

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[firsttarotreader]

Wow, finally found your blog! 🤩 I was looking for it for days, you are getting quite famous on the fandom! can I request a reading? I dont know if you had answer this already but: of what P is more afraid of when it comes to a stable relationship that is making him closes himself to one? cheating? being dumped out of nowhere? changing his life for the person? or something else?

Awww 🥹🥹🥹 I am getting “quite famous” in the fandom? Omg, that is so kind of you to say and it makes me so happy 🙈🙈🙈!! Now about the reading, I might have answered similar questions but I don’t think I have asked it this way? We also know he has said in the Wired interview that he doesn’t have kids and stays out of relationships and at least one of the reasons was because he doesn’t want to risk losing them somehow, but I asked the cards about it, so we’ll see what came up.

The first cards were the Queen of Hedgehogs, Justice and 9 of Teacups. You see, when I first saw these cards, I wasn’t really sure what to make of them because they are actually happy cards, so I was like “wait, is he afraid of being…happy?” But then things made sense when I pulled other cards. Queen of Hedgehogs is a great omen for a happy and stable relationship and home life, as she is stable, grounded, reliable, secure, and she is a nurturer. Then you have Justice with more stability, moderation, balance, fairness, and 9 of Teacups representing more happiness, satisfaction, luck, feeling comfortable and like a wish has come true. Very good cards, right? They could also be referring to the way he would try to be in a relationship, the way he would try to give his best to the person.

The next cards were the 7 of Teacups, 2 of Flowers and 8 of Spears. 7 of Teacups is the card of daydreaming, of having so many options and so many choices and ways to go and just fantasizing and being lost in the possibilities. 2 of Flowers is another card about possibilities, about choices and having plans and starting to iron out new goals, but not just daydreaming and actually having the impulse to act on them. BUT look at the last card, 8 of Spears, the one about feeling stuck, restricted, limited, like you can't choose and you can't go anywhere and you're feeling tied up and indecisive. So what could this be about? I took it as two possible ways, one of them being Pedro becoming stuck and feeling that happy relationships could limit him, could stop him from making decisions and choosing what is best for him and his life and his career. Like he would be always in a crossroad. OR it could be that he might fear the other person being unable to choose him and to choose staying with him, stalling and not really committing and only keeping him trapped in their web.

The last cards were the Knight of Teacups reversed, The Hermit and 7 of Hedgehogs reversed. Knight of Teacups reversed could be representing someone not being sincere in the relationship. Someone who could be lying, deceiving him, cheating on him or manipulating his feelings, someone he could not trust. The Hermit right after could mean he would end up feeling alone, isolated, and lonely in the relationship. 7 of Hedgehogs reversed is about putting a lot of effort into something and never getting anything in return, investing time and energy in the relationship and things just not working out.

So, to put it simply, I take it as he possibly being afraid of thinking he has it all and then realizing he is really not getting anything back, being cheated on, delluded, abandoned, of putting everything he can into a relationship and seeing it be worthless.

To get more info about it, I asked my Oracle of Delphi the same question and the cards were Pastime, Blindness and Multiple Loves. Well, let's put it this way, he could be afraid to be a Pastime to the person, to think he actually has someone who loves him and cares for him and be blind about it, not really see what's in front of him, unable to realize the truth. He's afraid of the person having Multiple Loves, of maybe being cheated on, of maybe not being the only one, or simply not being a priority in the person's life because they have other things that are more important than him.

So I would say that he could potentially fear that everything would be just an illusion, that he would be fooling himself and then all of a sudden he would be left alone in the end. You see, those fears, if true, are actually quite relatable, aren't they? But of course I am not saying this is the absolute truth or that they are the only reasons and fears he could have about it…

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