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obsessivevoidkitten · 2 months

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Feeding

Male Half-Demon Yandere x Gender Neutral Vampire Reader CW: Noncon, blood drinking, biting/cutting for blood, making out, drugged sex, drugged reader, forced addiction, overstimulation, reader fucked well and truly out of their mind whilst high on demon blood, aftercare, general yandere behavior Word count: 1.6k (Sorry this took forever. The image of reader sitting on dick while sucking blood from a wrist was living rent free in my head and I had to write this. Written on my phone, hopefully I fixed all the weird formatting and typos.)

The full moon shone brightly in the clear winter night. With each exhale, your breath plumed out visibly. The shadows of trees stretched long and spindly, grasping for a material world they were incapable of grabbing hold of. You hid amongst the bushes, silently watching the small bar in front of you. It was a secluded place. Quiet and down the road from anything else. Perfect for a person to grab a drink. Even a vampire like yourself. This was your first night in this town, but there were almost always places like this to slake your thirst.

Wait for a drunk customer to come stumbling out and nab them to have a drink of your own. Then, if you needed to, use your hypnotic powers to make them think it was all a dream.

That's what you had intended tonight. But then you caught a whiff of a human that smelled much more tempting than any other you had ever encountered.

The bartender. Your sharp ears could pick up his name even from outside. Wade. Not that you needed to bother knowing it.

You decided to wait for the last lingering patron to leave the bar before sneaking in and making your move. It took a few hours, and your joints grew stiff in the cold, but finally, the bartender was alone, and you could make your move. You were practically salivating as you slipped into the bar, and his scent hit you more directly. You couldn't wait to taste what waited in his veins. Luckily, you didn't have to.

"Sorry, we've just closed," he said as he heard you enter.

With superhuman speed, you rushed behind him, barely having time to note the surprised expression on his face.

You wasted no time on pleasantries and sank your fangs into his neck.

Instantly, you were lost in his flavor. His blood was glorious. But after one drink, your eyes glazed and your thoughts were foggy.

He plucked you off of him easily, and you fell to the floor, dizzy and confused but yearning for more of him. You were so thirsty. A mild sense of euphoria washed over you, but your body felt weak and wobbly.

Wade stared down at you, smirking. His brown hair turned silver, small black horns sprouted from his forehead, and his hazel eyes glowed red.

"What's wrong? Bit off more than you could chew?"

Not much blood had been consumed, so you started to get to your feet, but Wade wanted you nice and helpless. He rubbed his fingers to the bite mark you had left and shoved his fingers into your mouth and smeared the drug on your tongue. You immediately slumped against the counter.

He went and locked up the bar before returning to your side and administering another hit of his blood. You eagerly drank it up. It was too irresistible.

Then he gently led you downstairs where he apparently lived.

"Didn't realize I was part demon or didn’t know demon blood was like a narcotic? Maybe you didn't know either of those..."

He tossed you on the bed rather unceremoniously.

"Thought you were gonna get an easy meal, but you're gonna feed me too!"

Assuming that he ate beings with magic, you looked up at him with a horrified expression and scrambled to get off the bed. He stopped you and pushed you back.

"I'm nourished by intoxication and addiction the way sex and lust nourishes an incubus," he explained, having noted the fear on your face.

Though you still had a fierce thirst for his blood, you weren't addicted. Yet. Just significantly increased blood cravings. You had the presence of mind to know what he intended, and you didn't want to be a captive.

"You can't do this!"

The effects of his blood on your body were rapidly wearing off. It had only been a small amount. You could use your speed to zip awa-

"I can do whatever I want to a little leech like you~"

Wade pinned you on the bed and used the sharp nail of his thumb to slice his wrist before shoving his wrist to your mouth. You tried to turn away and keep your mouth closed, but you could feel the warm blood tingle your lips, and the smell was all-encompassing. Tired of your struggles, he smacked you hard across the cheek. You could have shrugged off a strike from a normal human, but he had demonic strength. As he had anticipated, you cried out in pain. With your mouth open, he jammed his bloody wrist right into your mouth.

Once a drop had touched your tongue for the third time that night, all your resolve melted away. You relaxed under him and greedily lapped at his wrist. Now that it was in you, you needed more.

As you gave into your dark desires and fed off Wade, he fed off the intoxication and the budding addiction growing inside you.

But the whole situation had his cock straining painfully in his jeans.

He maneuvered your clothes off as well as his, but your attention was focused on your meal. You whimpered and grabbed for his arm as he pulled it away to lube up his cock. Just because he was doing this for nourishment didn't mean he couldn't have some fun. Besides, being all cute and needy for his blood made you look far too tempting for the half-demon.

He pulled you into his lap and slid his thick cock into you.

Wade put his arm up to you so you could suckle from his wrist as he slowly fucked into you. A large demonic cock like Wade's would have stretched and hurt the hole of any human, but you were far more durable. In fact, it felt quite nice. His blood seemed to heighten pleasurable sensations while reducing unpleasant ones.

You moaned softly as you fed.

"That's it, take alllll you want babe. I regenerate faster than you can drink."

It must have been true. His wound had healed and you had to bite his wrist to draw more blood. He didn't seem to mind.

The demon kissed your neck and sucked it softly as he continued pumping into you. Never too hard to interrupt your meal.

He kept the slow and considerate pace until you had finished. Blood was smeared all over the lower half of your face, your eyes glossy and half lidded. You were barely cognizant of your surroundings anymore. All you knew was that you felt warm, happy, relaxed and, for the first time since you had turned, alive.

Wade angled your face towards him and kissed you deeply from behind, enjoying the taste of blood from your lips and the rush of energy he got from getting you high. He brushed his tongue against your fangs to draw blood so you could suck it while the two of you made out sloppily. The half-demon broke the kiss, a sanguine string of saliva and blood connected your lips for a moment. Wade hastened the tempo of his thrusts into you as his mind raced over the implications of having you.

A human would have died from just a drink of demon's blood. That's why he blended each bottle of booze in his bar with but a single drop. Just enough to subconsciously coax humans to crave coming back to his bar and give Wade a bit more intoxication to sustain himself. But he didn't have to hold back with you at all.

Rapturous moans left your body as your pleasure reached its zenith. Your normally frighteningly pale face was actually flushed.

"You enjoying yourself?" Wade smirked and kept going.

You could only weep silently as the overwhelming sensations from the drug and sex mingled into an overwhelming wave of ecstasy bearing down brutally upon you.

With supernatural stamina he kept going for hours, he readministered his blood as needed. Every time he made you cum you whimpered. Each orgasm seemed to hold within it a greater and greater threat of throwing you off the brink of sanity and shattering your mind.

By the end of it, when he had finally had enough after filling you with cum over and over again, you were a shaky drooling mess. His demonic features faded away as he picked you up. Then he took you to the tub and bathed you gently, getting all the dried blood off your face and cleaning up all the semen leaking from your hole.

"Sorry I had to give you so much. Have to get you hooked on it."

Wade picked you up and wrapped you in a soft towel. You were too out of it to respond.

"The crashes aren't bad though at least. Extreme cravings but no life threatening illness or anything."

He kissed your forehead and tucked you in before getting under the covers and spooning you.

"You're gonna love it here I promise. All the blood you want. I'm not just keeping you here to feed me, I could see glimpses inside your mind when your inebriation nourished me."

The half-demon ran a hand soothingly up and down your side.

"I know we're compatible lovers. You'll see."

You could hear his words but could just barely process them.

"B-but.." You protested weakly.

"Hush now. You need to rest."

He put his arm around your waist and held you protectively. It was so much easier to just let sleep claim you than it was to resist.

Wade stayed up far longer though. All the thoughts of the wonderful life you two would share together running through his head and keeping him awake. It would be amazing. He couldn't wait for tomorrow.

He'd treat you so well and make sure his little vampire was always happy. And he'd keep you hopelessly addicted to his blood. You'd be so helpless and dependent on him that you'd simply never be able to escape.

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saetoshis · 11 months

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TOO MUCH OR NOT ENOUGH? [‹ DEMON SLAYER ›]

[‹ WITH ›] tengen ; akaza ; haganezuka ; gyomei

[‹ SUMMARY ›] how much of a size kink do they have?

[‹ MATURE CONTENT WARNINGS ›]

fem!reader, size kink, dacryphilia, praise, pet names [baby, bunny, pretty thing, sweet girl], some teasing, modern au (not canon), minors + ageless dni

[‹ TENGEN ›] 8 out of 10!

tengen won't lie that he has a bit of a size kink, and it's prevalent in the way he always makes comments about your cute expressions when you have to look up at him, or how you can't seem to fully wrap your hand around his cock.

he can't lie - he really gets a kick out of it.

"oh- almost there," tengen teases between a pearled smirk as he watches your mouth slowly but surely take his cock between your lips, and it feels impossible with how much there is. he coos sweetly at the little tears adorning your bottom lashes with a sneer of, “so good, baby. show me that pretty mouth, you almost got it, now…”

you mumble and hiccup incoherently onto his cock, your smooth tongue pressing tightly against his nerves from the sheer lack of room and it makes tengen groan. you bob your head back and forth, the wet noises and little chokes and hummed moans making tengen’s abs shudder hard.

“that’s it, just like that… love the way you suck it,” tengen lets out little grunts and shaky breaths between an egotistic grin, his hips slowly starting to rut into your now-drooling mouth as he watches you flutter your wet eyelashes up at him meekly. “oh, you’re just so pretty trying to take all this, aren’t you? wanna let me go a little faster now? hm?”

[‹ AKAZA ›] 6 out of 10!

akaza doesn’t initially notice the size difference between the two of you, so he didn’t know he had a kink for it until you sat on his lap and still had to crane your head to look up at him.

from then on, it was all he could notice - how much of your thigh he can manage to grab with one hand, or how small your hands are when they’re intertwined with his. he definitely has to admit, he enjoys it at least a little.

“oh, bunny,” akaza pants out the words between little moans, his hands grasping your hips and rocking your frame on his cock over and over. you’re so much smaller than him, it’s so easy for him to maneuver you like this - and it’s clear by the open-mouthed, half-lidded look on your face that you love it, too. you whimper and hiccup and akaza gives you a little shush, “shh, s’ okay… feels good, right? just relax, lemme take care of you, m’kay?”

“mhm, mhm,” you hum and stifle back moans as he rocks you onto him a little harder, a little faster. every push of his cock into the hilt of your cunt feels like a little jolt of pleasure flowing up your spine, and it takes everything in you not to cum on the spot now. “g- cum, gonna cum…!”

“that’s it… c’mon n’ lemme have it, don’t be shy,” akaza leers as he feels his cock twitching with every clench of your walls around him, the whimpers leaving your lips making his breath hitch in his chest. he grips your waist, easily picking up the pace of your hips just a bit more. “lil harder, okay? just a little more, you can handle it, right?”

[‹ HAGANEZUKA ›] 9 out of 10!

hotaru has always known he’s had a size kink when it came to you. from the way his big shoulders can easily block your view to the way your head only makes it up to his chest, he’s always known.

he gets turned on so easily by the way you’ll playfully push him to be met with no budging, and especially by the way you look so small when he’s kneeling behind you on the sheets with his big hand pressed on your back.

“s-shit. feelin’ so tight, pretty thing,” hotaru mumbles and grunts out when he slips his cock between your taut walls, his brawny hands holding your hips stable as you kneel on all fours on the bed in front of him. it takes a little before he can fully push himself inside, and he shudders hard when he does. “there it is. so good for lettin’ me put it all in…”

you whine as your frame shakes when he leans forward, curling his body overtop of yours as he presses messy kisses into your nape. hotaru’s hips slowly start rutting forwards, every wet smack making you keen for more. you whimper with each time he pushes further inside, feeling a burning tingle in your cunt as you pant, “s-so stretched…”

“oh, i know, baby… i know it is,” hotaru sneers out the words as he presses messy kisses and drags of his tongue onto your neck, his hips rocking a little faster as the sounds get filthier and louder. his cock twinges inside of you when you clench even tighter around him, “fuck- you tryin’ to make me cum already? but even if i do… i’m definitely not done for the night yet.”

[‹ GYOMEI ›] 10 out of 10!

gyomei can’t help how big he is, both his body and what’s in his pants - so naturally, he finds it attractive when you saunter around in his oversized clothes or have to ask him to reach the top shelf for you.

it drives him crazy with way you look so small in his lap, or how you have to use two hands when you’re just trying to get him off - it’s endearing, almost, and he just can’t resist it.

“shh, i know, i know…” gyomei murmurs against your lips to soothe your hiccuped whimpers at the way the head of his cock pushes in your cunt, and it’s such a big stretch that it makes little tears prick your eyes. he knows to go slow, and he knows to make sure you’re as wet as possible beforehand, but even then - it’s still a struggle. “i got you, sweet girl…”

gyomei kisses you hypnotizingly as his thumb toys with your clit, running small wet circles into your nerves to help him start to slip inside, albeit at an agonizingly slow pace. bit by bit, he pushes further until he reaches the hilt of your cunt with still more length to spare. you whimper and hiccup against his cheek, “gyo… t-too big-! too… much.”

“i’ll go slow, alright? promise, it’ll feel nice in a second, hm?” gyomei tries not to grunt out the words from how warm you feel around him, especially when you tighten up in tandem with his thumb circling your clit. every heavy rut of his hips makes you tear up a little more, mewls and panted whimpers leaving your gaped lips. it doesn’t take long until you’re both desperately keening for more, and gyomei can’t possibly hold back another second. “shi- oh… just a little faster, okay? j-just… a little more. you can do that for me, right, sweet girl?”

2023 SAETOSHIS. do not copy or repost.

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colourstreakgryffin · 2 months

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Hello, Happy Valentine's Day, first of all and second, I always liked the idea of Alastor dating a relative of the Overlords, so could you make Alastor dating Zestial's granddaughter? q(≧▽≦q)🌻

OMFG. I can tell Zestial will be a pissed off grandpappy with his granddaughter and just wanting to keep us away from Al! Haha! I love this! Sorry, kinda short!

Alastor- Rose Drop

Needless to say… your grandfather isn’t happy about this. He is the only family you have in Hell and as a result, Zestial is protective over you. Wanting you to stay safe and away from specific threats…

So when you begin dating Alastor, Zestial is pissed off and already on the Radio Demon’s case. He is demanding to know why and for Alastor to explain himself, already threatening to throw hands if he dares try manipulate you

Zestial may be your grandfather but he acts more like your father than he actually is. It’s not like you hate your grandfather… you really do love him dearly, you just wish he wouldn’t be so naggy and involved in your life

Alastor is a gentleman at his core so he treats his girlfriend with much respect, he is protective but he doesn’t suffocate you and he likes to hold your hand as you two walk. Of course, you have your grandfather over your shoulder the entire time

Alastor is quite patient. Believe it or not, he won’t ever get annoyed by your protective and guarding grandfather but instead, he’ll establish boundaries with Zestial and asks him to not treat you like a child, further fuelling your passionate love for the Radio Demon

Alastor can handle the fact and respect the fact Zestial is the only family you have and you’re quite close to him, and his behaviours is understandable but he doesn’t want Zestial to ruin your relationship so he will make sure everybody walks out happy

Alastor wants your grandfather’s permission and blessing so when you two tell Zestial about your relationship properly, Alastor sucks up to him to get the right to date you. He wants everything to go well, he wants both of you to be happy

Alastor finds you beautiful, constantly calling you as such. You do resemble your Overlord grandfather very well and he doesn’t even care if it seems off, he loves you and he wants your attention, hence why he is doing all this

Zestial may not be happy about the fact you’re dating his fellow Overlord but he won’t ever try break this up. He can see from across the room just how much you two like each other and he is happy for you

Alastor is kissy and affectionate in front of the other Overlords, it’s quite cute to see a man like him so sweet and doting. He loves you and he can’t keep it to himself, you’re his little very old-fashioned glowy vampire~!

“Oh. My dear, would you like to come out to the café with me? I had spoken to your old man, he said it was all good for us. Now, may we?”

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fearmeeeee · 3 months

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aaaaAAAAAAHHHHHH I just found your art and it’s AMAZING OH MY GOD!!!!!!!

I love your art style!!! I especially love how you give you’re not afraid to give the characters more animalistic features - like Sebek with the crocodile teefers and I saw the one picture where you explored how moray eels have 2 sets of tooferz (terrifying thanx 😳) and Malleus with a long dragon tonguuuuuuuuue. It’s just so cool to see you explore the twst characters being/looking like that!

I saw a couple pictures where you branched into Savanaclaw, but I’m curious… if you’re up to taking requests, could I see your take on Leona? I saw one of your old drawings of him, but I’d love to see another one because he’s my favorite lol 🙈

But no worries if you’re not doing requests! I just wanted to ask. Either way, I’m now here for the cool Diasomnia content!!! Because I love how you draw all of them, not just the waka-sama simp! 😂

Thank you, you are so nice! I find humans... very boring? I kinda don't care for them. On the other hand I love animals, and they are the most fun to draw for me, so if I am given an excuse to add more animal features to a humanoid design I will take that and RUN.

I'm glad you enjoy how I draw everyone! Thought it will still be 90% wakasama simp </3333

Requests are Closed, however I had already sketched him for a friend, so I can show you those. *rant about how he should have had round pupils because lions have round pupils and get your animal facts RIGHT PEOPLE!!!!!*

#asks #the-ace-reader #leona kingscholar #animal nerd timeeeee i love animal factss #do I sound like sebek in the first half I think I do dsagydsyagsdasda #when i say i dont care i mean that like u need STHHH more for a design to be interesting to me to create #vampire demon fangs tail elf ears SOMETHING #which is y my ocs r all freaks

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spiiiiiral · 9 months

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sorry but another thing i find absolutely endearing about gyutaro is his.. weird, dome, genetic bob of hair that just sticks up.. it looks so silly (｡o ᴗo`)

#gyutaro #gyutaro shabana #gyutaro x reader #kny #kny x reader #gyutaro shabana x reader #gyutaro shabana demon slayer #shabana siblings #upper moons #upper moon six #gyuutarou #it looks like a half up half down kinda thing..#actually more like 1/3 up and fhe rest down #10% up 90% down #you get what i mean

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mossy-opal · 1 year

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To Lay Beneath

Succubus! Shigaraki x Reader

Warnings: SMUT!!!!! HEAVY SMUT!!!! Heavy Sub and Dom Tones, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Safe Word Usage (we believe in safe sex here)

Did I get really into this and write a 2,800 word fic?.... No. You're seeing things.

Males were rare. They weren’t often produced, and if they were, they were oftentimes seen as… Weak. Usually, males were Incubi, and females were Succubi. For a male to be born a Succubus, it just made things harder on them. Humans were far too inferior to really understand, as humans were often too picky. Unfortunately, that led to many nights Shigaraki went hungry. This often led to him being snippy, and angry, and that made it even harder for him to find someone, anyone, to feed off of…

It was just stupid, being constantly teased by others of his kind, and being constantly rejected by those of a lesser species. It was ridiculous!

Making his way down the street, he moved through the crowds looking for someone who would satisfy him, looking for anyone who seemed just as desperate as he was.

Everything was just so annoying…

He bumped into someone, that just made him hiss.

“Hey! Watch it!”

Dammit, they were pretty too- “Ah, I’m sorry sweetie, I wasn’t looking where I was going..!”

Wait.

What?

Sweetie!?

He could already feel his face flush as he sputtered out an “it’s fine”, and you didn’t make it any better by smiling at him, and gently laughing. What was so funny!?

“You’re pretty cute y’know that? Here, let me make it up to you, let me get you a coffee?”

Your consistent compliments didn’t help him any, “Sure, fine, whatever…”

You were silent for most of the time you two sat together, Tomura was poking at his drink with his straw, and staring at the food you bought him. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to eat it, it just wouldn’t be what he really needed, and it’d probably only make him feel worse.

“What’s your name, cutie?”

He clicked his tongue, “Shigaraki…”

“Got a first name?”

He was silent for a moment, and you took that chance to introduce yourself. You seemed confident, as if you knew what you wanted. He felt like he was a piece of meat, and for some reason, he liked it.

“Well, that first name?”

“Tomura…. Tomura Shigaraki…”

“Thank you! So…”

And thus, you started small talk. You told him a little bit about yourself, he told you some things about himself in return, and at the end of it, you gave him your number.

This was not how he planned his day to go.

But it was better than nothing. He got free coffee, and a hot person's number. This was probably the best day of his life, though he’d never say it aloud. He even got real food at the end of the night, some desperate girl trying to get back at her man after she caught him cheating- He didn’t catch her name, he didn’t care to. All he wanted was her pleasure, her lust, hell even her sadness would feed him for now.

He took as much as he could.

He didn’t get around to texting you until about a day later, sending just his name. He jumped when his phone went off almost immediately.

[Hey! It’s nice to hear from you! Thought I’d never get another date! How does Friday sound? I wanna go see a new movie, and would hate to go alone!]

You had to be kidding.

How should he respond? He’s never made plans like this before- He had no clue how to handle this-

[[Sure.]]

[Awesome! See ya then cutie!]

He hoped some day you’d stop calling him that… Though he doubted it…

•

He was right. The more you two hung out, the more you used those nicknames for him. The more you two got to know each other, the more flirtatious you got. Hell, you even showed him off to people, telling them you were best friends, and the wedding was in spring… It was like whiplash with you. He didn’t know how to handle it, but at the same time, he felt very different about you.

He couldn’t explain it very well, and he didn’t know if he should. He liked how it made him feel… Full. He would rather die than admit it, but you made him happy. He was less snippy, and you teased him about how he’s warmed up to you, and he denies it, but he knows it’s true.

He likes you a lot more than he’s supposed to like his food.

But you were kind to him, you made him feel special. You spoiled him with nothing but friendship and care, and you never asked for anything in return. Maybe a shoulder to cry on every now and then, but other than that he was just your friend.

Why is it that when he told himself that, his chest hurt…?

Things seemed stagnant at that point… Until one night…

•

“Tomura…”

He grunted in response, he was playing a game while you were reading, your legs over his thighs.

“Tomura~”

“What..!?”

You giggled, “Tomu-sweetie, I have a question~”

He groaned, “What is it? I’m in the middle of a-”

“Do you like me?”

His grip on the controller tightened, but he stayed silent. His mouth was open and he swiftly shut it. He was happy the lights were off, or else you’d see his face was flushed.

“Tomura, answer me~” He could practically hear your teasing smirk.

“Why?”

“Because it’s rude to keep someone on the edge..” He could hear the pout in your voice.

“No, I don’t like you.” You laughed.

“It’s also rude to lie~”

He paused his game, glaring at you. You had a smile on your face, as if you hadn’t just teased him about how he felt. What was your end game? What did it matter to you?

“What if I do, huh? What, are we gonna stop being friends? I expected it to happen at some point, why not rip the bandaid off now-”

He was silenced when you moved.

You were straddling him.

His eyes widened and he opened his mouth to talk again, but you put a finger to his lips.

“Ah ah ah, no. You spoke enough, sweetie. It’s my turn now, okay~?”

He gulped, but nodded. What was even happening right now?

“Good boy… Now, do me a favour and be honest, okay~? Do. You. Like. Me~?”

He shuddered, “Y-yes….”

“See how hard that was? Now, if you couldn’t tell, I like you too…”

“S…. S-so…?”

You chuckled, and if it didn’t send shivers up his spine he’d be even more of a liar.

“I think you know. Follow me.”

You got off of him, and he was quick to get to his feet, almost tripping over the controller cord, his game forgotten on the TV. He watched you walk in front of him, leading him to your room. You led him to the edge of the bed, and sat down. You pat the spot next to you, and he sat, being sure to put his hands in his lap.

“We’re going to go over some rules, okay?”

“O-okay…”

“I want you, Tomura. Do you want me?”

He nodded and you scolded him, “No, I need words.”

“Y-yes, I… I want you…”

He saw you smirk out of the corner of his eye.

“Good. Now, red means stop, yellow means slow down, or go slow, and green means go. Does that work for you?”

“U-uh, sure, y-yea… Uhm…”

You got up, taking your shirt off. He averted his eyes. He had to tell you, he had to before this got too serious, he could hurt you-

“Hey, Tomura, what’s wrong?”

You were kneeling in front of him, and the sight took the wind out of his lungs. You were gorgeous…

“I-I’m a Succubus…”

Your eyes widened, and you choked out a laugh, “Ha- w-what..?”

“It’s not a joke, I’m serious, we can’t have sex because I’m a Succubus, I could hurt you or-”

“Tomura-”

“I’m being serious!”

At that exclamation, his horns sprouted from behind his long hair, his tail waved behind him, and his wings spread out. You could even see the change in his teeth, now they looked like fangs. Your eyes widened as you fell back on your ass, landing with a small “oof”. You looked him up and down, and you sighed.

“Tomura I…. That’s… Quite amazing, if you ask me…”

He was shocked you were even still here. “What…? You don’t think I’m dangerous? I could kill you-”

“So why haven’t you?”

He was silenced at that. You… Had a point. You had been kind to him, given him multiple chances to take advantage of you, to kill you and take what he needed from you, and yet he didn’t. If anything, he had been exceptionally nice to you. He didn’t even notice how you took off your pants and underwear, before you straddled him yet again.

“So, still worried you’ll hurt me~?”

He was speechless again, “Because I can make it easy for you, if you’re still worried~”

He blinked, leaning back a bit. “... How…?”

You leaned into him, kissing him gently, making him jump. He kissed back with a push, and you giggled into it, keeping your hands on his shoulders as his tail flicked impatiently. You grind your hips against his, making him shudder into your mouth. He could feel your smirk widen at that.

Pulling back, you sat on him fully, making him whine.

“Oooh, sooo cute… Do me a favour sweetie, take off your clothes, yeah~?”

He shuddered again and let out a small “yes”, as he stripped, he could hear you rustling around near him, probably in your closet-

“Why aren’t you naked yet?”

He jumped a little, his shirt was still on, as were his boxers. “A-ah- I was distracted-”

“Well chop chop cutie, get to it~!”

Your enthusiasm made him turn an even deeper shade of red.

Quickly, he got the rest of his clothes off, now standing fully naked in front of you. He was pale, and from what his kind has told him, he’s not all that appealing. Covered in scars, his wings couldn’t carry him due to holes, he would often scratch at his skin due to the stress of everything, and with your staring it made him want to itch now-

“You’re so pretty… Come here~”

You were sat on your bed, leaning back against your pillows. You opened your arms to him, and he whined as he crawled over your bed to you, leaning in to kiss you himself, slowly. You moaned softly against him, wrapping your arms around him. He was much warmer than you were, but you couldn’t complain.

Separating from him, you pushed him back a bit to adjust yourselves, having him lay beneath you, your pillows and your scent surrounding him. Your hands were all over his body, making him whine and moan as you groped him wherever you wanted. You were so… Gentle with him, as if you could hurt him, treating him as if he was glass. He almost yipped when you spread his ass.

“W-what’re you-”

“Colour?”

His face was bright red, his eyes wide. He’d never- “Tomura baby, I need a colour~”

… Despite his inexperience, your calm demeanour was certainly aiding him. He shuddered as you toyed with his hole, gasping as you played with him. He… He trusted you…

“Y-yellow…”

“You got it sweetie…”

You pulled away from him, grabbing a bottle of lube that was on your bedside table. Slowly, you applied lube to your hand, and to his hole. The coldness of the lube made him jump again, and you shushed him with sweet whispers as you kissed his neck, your fingers gently touching him, before ever so slowly you pushed one finger in. He shuddered a moan at the feeling, moaning more when he felt you moving in and out of him. You kept talking to him, talking him through it, and it made him feel even better.

“A-ah… Mm…. M-mooraa….”

“Hmmm….? What is it baby~?”

“M… M-more… P-please….”

You hummed, “Alright… One more, okay, baby~?”

“Y-yes- please- fuck…”

Slowly, you did as he asked and pushed another finger into him, making him cry out in pleasure, his wings fluttering beneath him as he gripped your arm that held you up. Slowly, you started fingering him more, scissoring him carefully too. You loved how he writhed beneath you, whining and begging you to keep going… It was almost like you were the demon, and you fucking loved it.

“Want another one baby~?”

“Ah-! Y-yea- p-p-please- please more-aah~”

You chuckled darkly, kissing along his jawline. “Coloooouuur~”

“Aaaaha~! Greeeen! Green green p-please plea-aaah~!”

He didn’t have to beg you much more, as you did as he asked, pushing another finger in and fucking him with your hand. You kept kissing his neck, licking and nipping at every bit of exposed skin you could get your teeth on. You moaned, whispering in his ear, “You’re so good for me baby, do you want more than just my fingers~?”

He gave a confused whine at that, and you couldn’t help but giggle.

“I have a toy for you baby, but I need a colour before I give it to you~”

You lifted yourself off of him, keeping your hand busy in him while reaching for your strap-on. It wasn’t too big, only about 5 inches from base to tip, but as you pulled it out and Shigaraki laid eyes on it, he couldn’t help but clench around you and whine a bit.

“A-ah- d-do you think that’ll f-fuu-fit..?”

You chuckled again, pulling your fingers out of him slowly, “Sweetie with how I’ve prepped you, I’m sure it will. Not only that, I’ll be using plenty of lube. So-”

“Green.”

He wanted to hit himself for how fucking eager he was- But all you did was smile.

“Okay baby, give me a minute~”

Putting it on carefully, you put some lube on it, gently stroking it before lining it up with him. He whined again, wiggling his hips, his tail wrapping around your waist, trying to pull you closer. You carefully pushed in, making him moan sinfully.

“I want you to relax darling, can you do that for me~?”

“Aaah-y-yeaaah~”

“Good boy~”

Ugh, when you called him that it made him weak. He did as you asked though, breathing carefully as you allowed him plenty of time to adjust. When you were all the way in, he took in a few shaky breaths, allowing himself to get used to you, he wiggled his hips slowly. Gently, you gripped his hips, helping him get some friction so he could get used to it.

“A-agh.. G-green…”

“Hm..? What was that baby~?”

“G-green… P-please m-m-move…”

You cooed at him, but didn’t tease him anymore than you had, slowly moving your hips. Your first thrust made him whimper, and the next only fuelled your need to make him cry out for you. As for Tomura, he’d never expect to be in this situation, much less with someone like you. You were well far out of his league, and yet here you were, being intimate with him more than anyone ever had been. No one he had been with had ever taken such care of him, much less fucked him like you did. Your constant thrusting made him arch his back against you, his moaning only getting higher in pitch as he begged you to let him cum.

And you did.

He had never felt more full, fed completely, and he didn’t even do anything to you. You smiled down at him, and you just looked… So happy to see him so fucked out. He was breathing heavily, looking down at himself, seeing the mess he made on his stomach, and he didn’t even touch himself.

“Feeling better, my little demon~?”

He huffed, moaning as you pulled out of him, but he nodded, “Haa… Yeah I’m… Fuck…”

You laughed, moving to the other room, before coming back with a warm wash-cloth, and you started cleaning him up.

“W-wait, you, how do you feel..? I was feeding off of you the whole time I-”

You shushed him, before kissing him deeply.

“I feel fine honey, is that not normal for you…?”

He shook his head, “No, usually if I feed off of someone they die… Since I actually like you, I’d get kinda bummed out if you died…”

You smiled, “Well, maybe that’s the difference. You like me.”

Hearing it said out loud made him blush again, “That’s good, because it’d be real awkward otherwise. I like you too sweetie~”

He blushed even more, “G-good…”

“Oh and by the way, I think your tail is super cute~”

He curled into himself, “Mhmm…”

You crawled up to him, kissing his cheek before laying beside him, pulling him down to you.

“Goodnight~”

“Wait, what about you?”

“Worry about it in the morning, unless you wanna go again~?”

He flushed again, “You’re insatiable…”

“You’re one to talk, demon~”

Tags: @slayersins @shadowsandshapes @dabislittlemouse @dabislittlebeaniebaby @the-milk-anon @shockinglysubmissive @elias-fable @starstruck-flames @daniidil @223princess

#bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha smut #tomura shigaraki #shigaraki #tomura shigaraki x reader #shigaraki x you #tomura x reader #shigaraki x reader #tomura x y/n #shigaraki smut #tomura shigaraki smut #tomura smut #Enjoy you FREAKS #i blacked out through half of this #i was possessed while i wrote this #i hope it's accurate enough #i sure hope it's realistic enough #gosh golly gee i sure hope we took good care of a FICTIONAL DEMON

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yayforocs · 3 months

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I Have Once Again Been Consumed By A Fic (Redstone and Skulk by @silverskye13

#redstone and skulk #the demon #tanguish #helsknight #evil beezuma #don't mind the repost tumblr just. wasn't showing the original post anywhere for me????#i'm worried it might've eaten it???; sO HERE WE GO TRYING AGAIN #the demon is only half done and honestly i drew all of him that i was really wanting to draw anyway so he's staying like that dklsghs #and that was his face and then just kinda like his build mOSTLY!!! BC!!!!#i found it interesting that as i was reading the bit he was in that i was imagining him like #Not Human At AllTM and went 'huh. i mean that's prolly not how he's supposed to be'#but thought it neat enough to put down to paper kinda what i was picturing :VVVV and what i was picturing was Big Dragon Demon #aLSo eb!!!! i've now seen like op's art of eb and have also realized how wack my brain's image of eb was #but i love things like that!!! where the reader's brain pictures differently!!!! so i drew eb too :VVVV #also i cannot resist A Creachure and my vision of eb definitely falls into that category for me #and so does tanguish!!!! the boy!!!! best boy!!! and then ofc i had to!! helsknight!!! he!!!!!#anyway i love them all sm they're just Really Hecking Neat To Me #(also ngl i think that tanguish running is like. one of my favorite poses i've drawn ever???)#(v happy with that i think it certainly is atl my favorite sketch on the page)

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feyhunter78 · 4 months

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Among the Sun Ch 18

Description: You allow Miguel to sleep beside you, but he does not sleep well.

Also, everyone check out the fanart of ATS!Miguel drawn by the amazing @smokeywhalee!!!!!! Ch 19

Miguel watches your silhouette dance behind the paper-thin privacy screen, the folded wooden structure, its uppermost edges decorated with your clothes both from earlier in the day and those you will sleep in. Your graceful hand reaches up, tugging your nightshift down, the candles dimly lighting the room casting shadows across the floor, distracting him momentarily. It allows you enough time to emerge from behind the screen, clad in a soft pink, your hair loose about your shoulders, skin fresh and clean from the bath.

Miguel pulls the thick duvet over his lap, biting the inside of his cheek to will his cock to soften, focusing on the pain as he attempts to banish all lustful thoughts from his mind.

“Are you well? You seem pained.” You say, the bed dipping ever so slightly when you slip into the space beside him.

“Yes.” It’s almost a grunt, the strained sound the escapes him when your hand rests on his bicep, concern radiating from every inch of your being.

“You did not lie to me, did you, Miguel? You must tell me if you are in pain.” You insist, your grip tightening, fingers so small and delicate compared to the muscles of his arm, not even able to wrap around half the circumference of his arm.

He is in pain, but it is not the pain you speak of. It is the pain that comes from deep desire. The hunger of a starved captive finally presented with food, of a wild beast pouncing upon its long hunted prey, of a man returning from war to find his wife in bed, ready and waiting for him.

Miguel could lie to you. He could cage your body with his own, beg you to take mercy on him, allow him to sink within your folds blabbering some nonsense of how your warmth is the cure for his aliments, but he will not. He promised that nothing untoward would occur.

“I am not in pain.” He tells you, laying down on your silken sheets, leaving a respectable distance between you and him.

You do the same, turning to face him, sleep already tugging at your eyelids, and settling over your form. “That is good, then.”

For a moment he is ten and six again, laying in the sand, your hand in his as he whispers his secrets to your sleeping form.

“I must enter the games, y/n, mother says I have no choice, it was her dying wish.”

You did not stir; your breathing is soft and even. The sound and the quiet crashing of the waves made his eyes grow heavy.

“I fear for my life, I am strong, a skilled fighter, but I have no title, no name, no patrons, or allies. I will be despised, for I am the emperor’s bastard. But Mamá claims the throne is rightfully mine. I must believe her…right?” He brushed his hand down the curve of your cheek, eyes drinking in every minuscule detail, attempting to memorize your face.

In your unconscious state, you leaned into his touch, shifting closer to his warmth.

“If I do not dream of you during the games, and you do not dream of me, will you forget my face, my voice, my touch? I shall never be able to banish your visage, your very being, from my mind y/n, but I fear I will be stolen from your waking memories.” He whispered, heart heavy with grief and fear. “You must remember me, I will win the games and I will claim you as my prize, my wife, all I ask is you remember me.”

Your eyes fluttered open; brows furrowed with confusion. “Miguel, why are you not asleep?”

He smiled at you, dragged you through the sand until your body was pressed to his. “How can I sleep when such a beauty lies before me? I do not wish to miss a single moment with you.”

You smiled bashfully up at him. “You have such a way with words, I never know what to say.”

“Say only that you love me, it fells me swifter than any arrow or blade.”

“I love you.” You said easily, the words rolling off your tongue with such sweet simplicity that he feared he might melt into the sand.

“And I you.” He replied, pressing his lips to yours gently, the taste of sea salt in your kiss. The scent of ocean air gently drifting around you.

You pulled back, and your smile began to fade, replaced by a confused then pained expression as you sat up, hand going to your abdomen. It came away bloody, trembling, then you opened your mouth, and a horrid scream was unleashed from deep within you. You screamed as your skin blackened, burning, charring, your veins turning to rivers of molten fire, and above you stood Kron, a wicked smile on his face, his eyes glinting in the cold moonlight.

“Move, you worthless whore.” He snarled, kicking your still convulsing body to the side, a dagger dripping with poison clutched in his hand.

Miguel scrambled over to you, dragged you into his lap and cradled your head, his own bent low. “No, no, y/n, mi vida, please, please, open your eyes. Do not leave me, please, please y/n…”

“Did I not tell you I would kill everyone you loved? Though I had my doubts, a half-breed mutt such as yourself could even feel love. Perhaps lust is similar enough for your twisted soul? No matter, soon you will join her, and that wretched creature you call mother in the pits of Hades.” Kron laughed, raising his dagger high, a maniacal gleam in his eyes.

Miguel lunged, rage and grief surging through him, fangs bared. He wrested the dagger from Kron’s hand, blinking sand from his eyes and brought it down into Kron’s chest, over and over, and over again, until he had gone silent. Then he cast it aside and crawled back to you, draping his body over your own, and wept bitterly, praying the tide would rush in and consume him.

Miguel sat up with a start, the scent of blood in his nose, his hand reaching out for you. Your side was empty, sheets cold, duvet pulled up as if you had never been there at all. Panic seizes him, wraps around his lungs and up to his heart, squeezing until he fears he will drop dead.

“Y/N.” He calls into the darkness of your room, only silence echoing back at him.

His mind racing, he throws back the duvet and dons a robe, tying it tightly, and he scans the room, searching for you. Had it all been a dream? Was he truly alone, unable to find you? Or had you been taken from him?

Miguel pulls back the duvet on your side of the bed, cold fear shooting down his spine when he finds blood. He wastes no time rushing out of your chambers, if someone had taken you surely Gabi was next, if they did not have her already.

His footsteps make little sound in the hall, but the sound you make when he collides with you echoes off the marble.

“Miguel? Why are you not asleep?” You ask, startled, but laughing slightly at your fear once you recognize him.

He nearly falls to his knees before you, wrapping you in his embrace, hands anchoring themselves in your nightshift. “My y/n, I—you were not in bed, and there was blood.”

“My apologies, I left to ask one of the servants to come and change the sheets in the morning, my moon blood arrived while I slept.” You say, embarrassment coloring your tone.

The fear slowly drains from him, and he releases you, taking your hand in his as he leads you back to your chambers.

“I did not mean to give you such a fright.” You say, a half step behind him.

“You did not.” He lies, blatantly, not wanting you to think him weak.

“Your hands are shaking.” You say softly, your thumb brushing over the back of his hand.

They are, and he curses himself for it, going to pull his hand from yours.

You catch it, and fall in synch with his steps, holding it to your chest, so he can feel your steady heartbeat. “Do you wish to speak of it?”

He shakes his head. “No, it is better left in the shadows.”

You hum a note of disagreement but relent, and soon you are tucked into his side, hand resting on his chest, duvet pulled up, covering you both.

Miguel will not sleep; he will not close his eyes until the morning sun peeks through your lacy curtains. He will wait and watch, Kron is dead, he knows this, but sleep will not return to him this night, and he does not find fault with that.

TL: @not-aya, @belos-simp69, @deputy-videogamer, @sxnasbitch, @minimari415, @syndrlla97, @gejo333, @lady-necromancer, @zeyzeys-stuff, @tayleighuh, @loser-alert, @envyjmoney, @allysunny, @princessloveweird, @freehentai, @xlittlebubx-blog, @berry-potchy, @drefear, @jkthinkstoomuch, @ihateuguys, @yuuotosaka3, @queenofroses22, @ray-rook, @lollipopin, @faexsins, @drefear, @scorpihoooe

#meg's writing #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel ohara x reader #miguel o'hara x you #half demon!miguel #emperor!miguel #princess!reader #among the sun #ats #miguel o'hara x y/n #miguel ohara x you #miguel ohara x y/n

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kaeyx · 7 months

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Demon!Chuuya who puts you in a mating press, when you give chase around the house

You mean like a playfight? Because demon!Chuu would love playfights. Chasing you around, half pinning you down to hear you laugh and scream, feel your much smaller form struggle against him and break free. Your little human legs moving as fast as they can to get away, but all he needs to do is take a few long bounds and he's on top of you again. And when you're properly tired out, flushed and panting, still laughing from the adrenaline rush, that's when he pins you for real. Chuuya loves your weak struggles falter as he nudges your legs apart, and realisation dawns on your face. And of course, he's earned the right to ruin his pretty prey, his newest and sweetest catch.

#asks.answered #chuuya.bsd #chuuya x reader #chuuya smut #demon!chuuya #ahahahaa i need him #big beefy scary pointy demon Chuuya fold me in half IMMEDIATELY please #amd rail me

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nerdycafe · 9 months

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Blood Doesn't Matter to the word 'Family'

𝙼𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 ➢ 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜: 𝚄𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 ➢ 1 ◉ 𝟸 ◉ 3 ◉ 4 ◉ 5 ◉ 6 ◉ 7 ◉ 8 ◉ 9 ◉ 10 ◉ 11

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚞𝚙𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚐.

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❝-*-𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬-*-•┈┈┈• Inuyasha, Kagome, Miroku, Sango, Shippo, Kirara, Koga, Ginta, Hakkukau, Kikyo, Sesshomaru, Rin, Jaken, Naraku, Kagura, Kanna, Hakudoshi, Kohaku, Izayoi, Toga, Iyame❞

❝𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢 -*- ✎﹏﹏﹏ 𝐈𝐧𝐮𝐲𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚'𝐬 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨. 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐊𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬.❞

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Inuyasha and Sesshomaru stared at one another, the wind blowing their hair and clothing in the wind along with the grass and the trees, they said nothing for a while, sizing each other up. Then, Sesshomaru broke the silence but not the tension. “Inuyasha, you’ve approached me in your human form. How atrocious.” He sneered. Inuyasha scoffed. “Humph, you damn right I did, I heard that you only come to visit Mom when it’s the new moon.” He said in a cocky voice, he was already mentally prepared for Sesshomaru to see him in such a form, so he doesn’t care. Sesshomaru shot back. “And what’s it to you? Last I checked you never even visit the woman, so much for a son.” He fired.

Inuyasha growled at Sesshomaru’s words. “Well I’m here now, and I’m not going anywhere until I get some damn answers, Sesshomaru.” He said, determination in his voice. Sesshomaru stared at him for a moment before he stepped forward, Inuyasha steeled his resolve before he stepped forward as well. They walked towards one another, until they were just a few feet apart. They stared each other down for a moment before Sesshomaru spoke. “You want answers, yet you can’t even answer the fact that you never visited, half-breed.” He shot.

“Humph, I had my reasons for not coming by, but why have you been visiting? She’s got nothing to do with you.” He said in a defensive tone. Sesshomaru huffed in false amusement. “Ha, don’t make me laugh, you barely even know the woman, how can you question my visiting when you didn’t even try.” He said. Inuyasha snarled at him. “Get off my back, I couldn't do anything about that, I was asleep for 50 years, how could I?”

He defended himself, his fist clenching in frustration. Sesshomaru nearly smirked but his face stayed unreadable, he then immediately shot back. “How pathetic.” He said in a disgusted voice. Inuyasha’s eyes widen. “Wh-what?” Inuyasha questioned. Sesshomaru continued on. “You're a disgrace of a man, what kind of a pathetic excuse is that? You’ve been freed by that human woman for quite some time now, you could’ve made an appearance, but you wanted to play ‘pet’ with two human women.” He said in a lecturing tone.

Inuyasha was left speechless, he didn’t know how to defend himself, all he could do was drop his head as he silently cursed himself. Sesshomaru observed him for a moment before his stare seemed to harden slightly. “You dare come out to me, in this pitiful state, and order me to give you answers? Preposterous. You’re a bigger fool than I thought you were, Inuyasha.” He degraded. When Inuyasha never gave an answer, Sesshomaru lost his hard glare and he closed his eyes in a dismissive matter, before he walked forward, stalking past Inuyasha.

He barely got 5 steps past him before Inuyasha called out to him. “WAIT!” He called out. Sesshomaru stopped, his eyes opened, but he never turned towards him. Inuyasha took his pause as his moment to speak. “Instead of lecturing me, can ya just give me an answer to my question?” He asked in an annoyed voice. Sesshomaru stayed silent, and Inuyasha growled, he opened his mouth to complain but Sesshomaru spoke up. “My business with her has nothing to do with you, but ask your pointless question, and if I deem it fit, I’ll give an answer.” He said.

Inuyasha studied his back for a moment before he asked his question. “Why do you come to visit? She told me it was because you wanted answers to Tessaiga, but now you have your answers, so why bother to still come by?” He asked. The silence between them stretched on for a moment, the tension was high, yet it remained suspiciously unreadable, but it wasn’t a good kind of tension.

Sesshomaru suddenly started walking again, seeming to disregard Inuyasha’s question. Inuyasha glared at his brother’s back. “SESSHOMARU!! ANSWER MY DAMN QUESTION!!” He shouted in anger, his fists clench in frustration, he was powerless to beat the answer out of Sesshomaru, so he was just forced to yell, but he was shocked when Sesshomaru’s voice suddenly rang out to him. “You already know the answer, I’m sure she already told you, about our history.” He said as he walked. Inuyasha stared after him in wonderment, thinking over his words.

“I already know? What the hell does that mean?” He asked himself aloud, he refocused on Sesshomaru once more, noticing that he was beginning to vanish into the darkness. “HEY!! COME BACK AND EXPLAIN DAMMNIT!!” He shouted as he gave chase after him. Sesshomaru kept his same pace, it was slow to him, but it was causing Inuyasha to huff in exhaustion. “Wait, dammit Sesshomaru.” He huffed as he leaned against a tree, he silently cursed his human body as he stared at Sesshomaru. Once he got his breath back he gave chase once more.

They kept up this chase for a while, Sesshomaru never sped up, and Inuyasha kept having to stop but he wasn’t stopping as much as he was when the chase began. Eventually, Sesshomaru stopped in a clearing of the woods, the wind blowing his garments and hair back, as he seemed to stare at nothing. Inuyasha huffed, as he entered the clearing with Sesshomaru. He stood there for a moment, a tired glare in his eyes as he stared at Sesshomaru. They stayed in their spots for a moment longer, before Inuyasha walked over towards him.

“Sesshomaru, you’re an ass in a half, ya know that?” He huffed out an insult as he walked next to Sesshomaru, but he kept some distance from him. He glared at Sesshomaru a little longer, before he stared towards where Sesshomaru seemed to be in a trance. His eyes slightly widen when he saw his childhood home. “The hell? Why are we here?” He asked. Sesshomaru’s eyes slightly lowered in annoyance but he remained calm. “Shut up, and watch.” He ordered. Inuyasha looked over at him in question before he looked back at the hut. They watched as they seem you exit the home. You stretched your arms high above your head before you walked outwards from your home.

“It’s mom, what is she doing out here for?” Inuyasha asked as he watched you. Sesshomaru never gave an answer, but instead, he kept on watching so Inuyasha did the same. They watched as you walked into the field until you suddenly crouched. You seemed to be doing something. Inuyasha stared on a little more before he shot Sesshomaru a septic stare. “You’ve been watching her? What are ya, some kind of creep? I would expect this from Miroku, but not from you Sesshomaru.” He accused as he stared at Sesshomaru. Sesshomaru almost rolled his eyes at Inuyasha’s words.

“Be quiet you fool.” He said in an annoyed voice. Inuyasha stared at him questionably before he looked back over toward you. You stood back up, what seemed to be flowers bunched up in your hands, they were beautiful white flowers, that seemed to glow. You then walked back to your hut, once in front of it, you sat down on a little bench, the flowers still in your hands. Inuyasha blinked as he stared on. “What am I supposed to learn, asshat?” He shot in annoyance. Sesshomaru suddenly began to walk forward, never answering Inuyasha’s question.

Inuyasha watched him with a confused stare, before he huffed, placed his hands in his sleeves, and silently followed Sesshomaru. The closer they got, the more they could make out the loving smile on your face. You suddenly looked up, spotting Sesshomaru and surprisingly Inuyasha. You blinked in shock and confusion before your smile grew joyous. Inuyasha stared at your smile, he had never seen that look on your face before. It was joy, but it was more happier than joy.

You scooted over on the bench till you were in the middle of it and you patted both spots on either side of you. “Sesshomaru, Inuyasha. I am so happy that you both came down together to visit me.” You happily said. Inuyasha was confused, he stopped walking when Sesshomaru did. Your smile never left your face, and Sesshomaru spoke up. “You seem to be fairing well, hahaoya.” He said in his usual monotone voice, but his eyes shined fondness. Inuyasha stepped back in shock at Sesshomaru’s words. “Huh!?” He confusingly called. He went unnoticed by you and Sesshomaru.

Your eyes widen at his words. Disbelief on your face from what you heard, your breathing was shaky and your hands shook as they came up to clench together in front of your fluttering heart. “Yes, I have been very well, On.” You shakily said as you smiled. Inuyasha stared dumbfounded at the exchange. Sesshomaru walked towards you, he took a seat next to you on the bench, making you smile at him warmly. You looked over at Inuyasha, seeing his confusion and you chuckled. “Come, come. Sit here, Inuyasha.” You said as you patted the spot next to you. He remained frozen for a moment longer before he came back to his senses.

“What the hell is going on?” He asked in irritation as he glared at you both. You and Sesshomaru stared up at him for a moment in silence before Sesshomaru closed his eyes and you giggled. “HEY!! DON’T IGNORE ME!!” He shouted as his fingers twitched. You stared at him with a sweet stare. “Come and sit, Inuyasha, it’s a joyous night after all.” You said, your voice was cheerful. Inuyasha’s glare left and it was replaced with a shocked face. “But… why?” He asked. Sesshomaru stared up at Inuyasha, an amused gleam in his eyes. “Yes, little brother, come join hahaoya and I.” He teased. You cheer at his words as you wrapped your arms around Sesshomaru’s arm.

Inuyasha glared heatedly at Sesshomaru before he huffed and he pointed an accusing finger at Sesshomaru. “I don’t know what you’re up to, but I’m on to you, Sesshomaru!!” He said in a defensive voice. Sesshomaru turned his face away from Inuyasha, but he remained silent. In his defense, you glare at Inuyasha. “Would you stop and just sit down already!!” You scolded, Inuyasha backed away in slight fear but he grumbled and sat down next to you.

You smiled once more when he finally sat down. You all sat in silence, just… enjoying each other's presence. But it didn’t last long before a slightly stronger wind blew, causing your flowers to be blown from your lap. “OH NO!! MY FLOWERS!!” You shouted in panic as they were blown away by the wind. You were so happy to finally be able to cuddle with Sesshomaru, that you forgot to hold them down. “Oh...” You sighed sadly as they went up into the air. Inuyasha stared on along with Sesshomaru, they watched your flowers blow into sky, watching as they seemed to blend into the starry sky.

Inuyasha spoke up. “Don’t worry, you can always pick more.” He said, trying to comfort your worries over the flowers, but it only seemed to make you sadder as you sank into your seat. “No, they only bloom on the night of the new moon…. And those were the only ones that bloom around here.” You explained as you sighed sadly. Inuyasha stared at you a little longer before he looked up at the flowers that blew away. Your hold onto Sesshomaru’s arm loosen as you placed your hands in your lap, Sesshomaru briefly glanced at you before he looked back up towards the flowers, his gaze narrowed and he stood up.

Both you and Inuyasha looked up at him in question. “Sesshomaru?” You questioned, but he never answered as he suddenly shot off into the air. Both you and Inuyasha stared on in shock and confusion as he flew up toward the flowers. You stared on in wonderment while Inuyasha scoffed and he snatched his head off. “Tch, showoff.” He muttered. Once all the flowers were captured by Sesshomaru, he gracefully floated down, he landed a few feet away from you both.

You stayed seated, and watch patiently as he walked towards you and Inuyasha. He presented the flowers to you, they were in perfect condition, and they seemed to glow even brighter in his hand. Your eyes studied their brightness, and you gave a knowing smile before you grabbed them gently from his hold. “Thank you, Sesshomaru.” You kindly thanked him. He said nothing as he closed his eyes and he quietly took his seat next to you once more.

Inuyasha glared over at him before he looked away and huffed. You smiled down at your flowers, the glow from them seemed to dim before they lightened again. Inuyasha looked over at the flowers in confusion. “Why are they doing that?” He asked. You smiled at his question. “They’re reacting to Sesshomaru’s touch.” You explained, this seemed to catch Sesshomaru’s attention as he too looked at the flowers. “But why? If anything they should’ve shriveled up and died.” He said with an unimpressed look on his face. Sesshomaru scoffed at his words before he asked you a question.

“Why did they react?” He asked, you stared down at the flowers watching their whiteness brighten and fade. “Because they’re reacting to your heart. It would seem that you’re opening up more and more to your Father’s wishes for you.” You explained. Sesshoaru’s and Inuyasha’s eyes widen at your words. You all remained silent after that, watching the flowers pulse. They both seemed to be in a trance, each lost in their own worlds. They suddenly stopped pulsing and Inuyasha blinked. “Why’d they stop?” He asked, he almost sounded disappointed at the fact.

“Because the main source isn’t directing touching them anymore.” You explained. Inuyasha gave a sly look towards Sesshomaru, but his brother seemed to sense him as he turned his face away from him. The silence was broken by you. “These are demon flowers. They’re known as Heiwa Lily, they adsorb overwhelming feelings. Such as Love, Sadness, and Hatred. They only adsorb demonic energy.” You further explained.

They both quietly listened to your words, Sesshomaru’s eyes narrowed slightly. “If they can only adsorb demonic emotions, why do they bloom on the night of the new moon?” Inuyasha asked. You smiled. “Because they don’t want to accidentally absorb the energy of a half-demon.” You explained. Inuyasha looked over at you in curiosity. “Damn, even the damn flowers are picky?” He asked in annoyance as he glared at the flowers.

Sesshomaru huffed in amusement and Inuyasha instantly glared at him. “What’s so funny?” He said. Sesshomaru closed his eyes. “Nothing is humorous, just that even the flowers know when a filthy half-breed is in the area.” He said. A vein bulged on Inuyasha’s fist as he glared at Seshomaru with pure rage. “Why you?” He said in an angered tone. Sesshomaru’s eyes opened and he looked over at Inuyasha. “Got something to say, human?” He asked, a tease in his tune. “You bet I do, and this human is gonna kick your royal ass!!” Inuyasha said in anger as he cracked his knuckles. Sesshomaru grew a challenging glare in his eyes as he stared at Inuyasha. “I’d like to see you get one hit in.” He said.

Inuyasha growled and Sesshomaru glared, you sighed sadly at their antics. “So much for a story.” You sadly said, as the sound of punches landing on skin sounded out and Inuyasha cried out in pain. ‘A-HAOW!!!!” He shouted. Sesshomaru scoffed. “Hmph, pitiful, I barely even grazed you.” He taunted. Inuyasha shouted back. “YEAH RIGHT!!! YOU DAMN NEAR KILLED ME!!” He shouted. Sesshomaru remained silent for a moment before he spoke again. “You’re exaggerating.” He stated. “HAH!?” Inuyasha said. “Hmph, If I had actually tried, I promise you that you wouldn’t still be breathing.” He claimed. “WHY YOU!!!” Inuyasha shouted,

You smiled as you listened to their bantering, the flowers seemed to brighten, soaking in the energy emitting from Sesshomaru. ‘He’s so content, till he doesn’t even notice his demonic energy leaking out.’ You thought as you watched the flowers glow to nearly a blinding white before they began to disintegrate, they turned into purple lights, that floated up into the sky like fireflies. You watched as they floated off into the sky. ‘For the first time, in a long time. Sesshomaru is surrounded by family.’ You thought, as your heart bloomed with love. You sighed happily as you leaned back, causing the brothers to halt in their bantering.

They looked down at you in curiosity, watching you closely. “I’m so happy. Both of my boys are here, together, for the first time ever.” You said in a soft voice, as you smiled. Inuyasha smiled at you while Sesshomaru’s eyes soften. All was quiet after that, as you all three for the first time, just enjoyed each other's company.

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colourstreakgryffin · 2 months

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I saw you're taking Hazbin hotel requests so I thought I'd shoot my shot! So reader is a young boy who also died around Alastor's time(Early 1930s) . He's so confused and overwhelmed by how fast everything is progressing. So when he hears Alastor humming/singing a song from the 1930s he feels a sense of comfort and familiarity. Bonus if it also happens to be their favorite song! Take your time and you're amazing!

Oooh! Fourth Alastor request and I am having such a great time with this! This man is so fun to write for! After I finish here, I am gonna go cook some Jambalaya then pop it into my pentagram and summon Al so he can cook me!

Alastor- Night & Day

Like the beat, beat, beat of the tom tom…

when the jungle shadows fall

like the tick, tick, tock of the stately clock

You don’t recognise anywhere you are… this place. It’s hot, dark, dangy and uncomfortable. There’s nothing here resembling Earth and it’s shaking you to your core. Not having the strength nor confidence to move anymore from the alleyway you were just dropped into upon arriving here from the pentagram in the dark sky. Everyone is too much for your young mind… well. Other than that best, those lyrics and that voice

As it stands against the wall

Like the drip drip drip of the raindrops

When the summer shower is through

So a voice within me keeps repeating you, you, you

That song is a symbol of comfort for you. Night & Day by Cole Porter. Something your mother use to sing to you every night before bed, the sound of pretty rain hitting your open window as that beautiful sweet woman would sing over and over again, all without it growing repetitive, until you fell asleep. Having wonderful dreams all the time

Even though you’re scared out of your mind, you begin to walk out to the streets. Packed to the brim with all kinds of weird-shaped adults but you avoid most of the them, weaving through this thick crowd to find the source of the soothing lullaby of your whole life and the voice singing it. It sounds dapper, transatlantic, if not an old radio. Is it coming from a radio?

Night and day, you are the one

Only you beneath the moon or under the sun

Whether near to me, or far

It's no matter, darling, where you are

I think of you

It felt like a game of cat and mouse. Running around to find where that wonderful singing is coming from and it feels like the person is constantly teleporting, no adult should be this frustrating to find. Or, you’re just too overwhelmed from being dropped into literal Hell to even realise your coordination skills are as dropping as you did. Your mind is racing to come to terms with what’s going on

This isn’t New Orleans at all… and not a single trace of your parents around. Are you alone? No. No. You don’t want to be alone, you’re too young to be alone. Is everybody here too evil to care about a literal child Sinner being stuck on his own and having to fend for himself in ways he doesn’t know how to…

By all the unholy gods. Somebody help

Day and night, night and day, why is it so

That this longing for you follows wherever I go

In the roaring traffic's boom

In the silence of my lonely room

I think of you

The loud noises of talking, of the wall of built-in weird flat devices screeching and echoing, the patter of footsteps. It makes you want to hide away and sleep to try shake off all the distress and overwhelming feelings you are being tormented with but that song is way too recognisable and comforting for you to ignore so you just keep pursuing it

Maybe, it’ll be pointless and the singing source will be from a Radio of your year but it almost feels like the song is organic and from a person. That means there is an adult of your time here. A man from the 1930s, Hell, he may be somebody of your family! That’d be wonderful and your hopes are high that when you do find the source, it’s somebody you’ll get to embrace and talk to

Day and night, night and day

Under the hide of me

There's an oh such a hungry yearning burning inside of me

And this torment won't be through

Until you let me spend my life spreading love

A flash of bright red crossed your eyes when you finally had managed to shakily but stubbornly and determined, pasted through the big careless and if not almost hypnotised by the running TVs crowd, and continued down the road in half sprints. Following a array of melodically humming, recreating the beat and rhythm of the song as it seems the source is quite invested in such a song

It felt like forever following a mere sound across the city’s streets but there he is. The source of the singing, he’s so close that you can finally reach a arm out and take his hand to catch his attention

Day and night, night and day—

The man instantly mutes his singing. He is tall, in a nice fancy coat with long hems at the bottoms, with a pair of what seemed to be tall deer ears on the top of his head and his pale face branded with a permanent toothy grin, he looked both menacing but yet friendly. Turning around to face the nine-year-old Sinner running around the Pride Ring’s own Pentagram City’s streets to chase the source of a song of familiarity and now has chased and caught his hand, Alastor reacted rather friendly and understanding to be presented with a child of his own era

Leaning down to be kneel before this young confused on-the-verge-of-crying boy, the Radio Demon says smooth and curious with that same radio effect almost overlapping his charming transatlantic accent, placing his free hand on your little shoulder

Something about Alastor reminded you of a popular figure from New Orleans you’ve met before

“Greetings there, young man… tell me, where are your parents?”

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sugoi-writes · 9 months

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Hello! Can I request a Tanjiro's smut? (dom reader)

It's okay if you don't want to as I see a lot of writer considered his age...

Thank you!😘

I gave it some thought, and I'll be doing this.... as a 2 parter! Because I've been having fun with longer works. We're gonna lead slowly into the smut, but I promise it's there/coming. (Heh)

Keep in mind, Tanjiro is aged up and a Hashira, and this fic is spoiler-free for the most part. Featuring a Kakushi, F!Reader. No real trigger warnings other than you recovered from a bad injury, your relationship is low-key, and there's some nudity. Enjoy!

💗💗💗

A faint knock comes to the door, making you lift your head.

"Come in!," you proclaim, before the door slides open. Through this, Kamado Tanjiro is revealed to you, carrying a small bundle of wildflowers with him.

You feel your heart swell, as you instantly reach out to to him, anticipating his embrace. Tanjiro is quick to come to you, kissing your cheek as he wraps his free arm around you.

"Ready to be discharged?," he asks, before you shake your head.

"Not quite. Aoi is gathering some medicine together for me to take. As long as I talk it diligently for the next few days, I should be a-okay."

Tanjiro sighs, looking relieved," It's strange to be on the other side of things... especially with a Kakushi getting hurt in my sted."

You laugh, lifting your shirt slightly to reveal the fully closed wound across your abdomen," Right? It's weird for me too... but at least I'm cleared for home rest, for now. And, no more infection to worry about!"

Tanjiro sets your bouquet aside for a moment, his hand tracing over the scar that was soon to form," I know... I'm glad that things are finally looking up again."

You lean up and kiss his cheek, chuckling," I just know that you worried yourself far too much... but, hopefully a day together can put your mind at ease."

Tanjiro presses his forehead against yours, lightly 'head butting' you playfully," It would... it will, I should say. And I'm going to carry you all the way home." You feel your face heat up, childishly shoving him away.

"N-No way!!! Tanjiro, I can walk on my own--!!"

The door opens suddenly, making the two of you jump and seperate quickly. Aoi, not looking to either of you, seems to be juggling multiple things," Sorry for the intrusion: I finally have your medicine!"

You huff, relief flooding your body. The sooner you were out of there, the sooner you could make up for lost time. Tanjiro listens to Aoi's warnings and recommendations, just in case, as she talks away. He knows you tend to zone out when someone is scolding/talking at you like this.

He can't help but want to reach over and hold your hand, but he buried the thought, considering your feelings before outing your sneaky relationship.

When Aoi bids the two of you good day, Tanjiro looks back to you gleefully, offering a hand. You take it gingerly, and for the first time in weeks, you manage to get to your feet without much difficulty.

"Let's go, then!" You chime, tugging Tanjiro along as you make your way out from the Butterfly Estate. You smile and bid all of the ladies and girls of the estate well, as they and others wish for your health and prosperity. Again, Tanjiro can't help the look he gives you, one that's so full of love and longing, that he wishes he could just kiss you now. A few of the older girls happen to notice this, gossiping behind cupped hands. But for now, Tanjiro could always wait a little longer...

As the two of you start making the familiar trek to your estate, Tanjiro grins, looking around for any on lookers.

"Okay, it seems the coast is clear.... SO THEN--!!"

You yelp in surprise when Tanjiro scoops you up, before breaking into a light jog. You flail as your arms instinctively loop around his neck,"T-Tanjiro!!! I told you I could walk just fine!"

Your partner just smiles mischievously at you, a glint in his eye," I know... but I have plans for us today! I don't want to waste a single moment!"

You groan, your defeat holding your embarrassment at bay," You're lucky you're so cute when you get like this...," you grumble, leaning your head against him as his pace increases.

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You feel your eyes open when you're set down, grogginess overwhelming you.

"I didn't think I was THAT comfy~" Tanjiro teases, ruffling your hair as you groan.

"D-Did I really fall asleep...? Ahh, sorry... the medicine must've worn me out..."

Tanjiro comes to sit beside you on your bed, a hand coming to rest on your thigh," I was thinking... You'd probably want a warm bath, to celebrate being home, right?," Tanjiro offers, making you hum.

"Yeah... a bath sounds nice, actually," you practically coo, stretching as Tanjiro stands.

"Just wait right there, then, and I'll get it going for you--," you tug on the sleeve of his haori suddenly, your face feeling hot.

"A-Actually... if you're going through the trouble, and you're all hot and sweaty too... would you want to join me?"

Tanjiro's eyes widen for a moment, before his face blooms a deep red," W-Well... I don't think that that'd be a very-- uhh-- productive bath..."

And then there were the puppy dog eyes: the eyes that killed Tanjiro every time.

He rolls his eyes, going to ruffle your hair again as he turns to walk away" But I guess we could make that happen. Today is all about you, and what you'd want to do today." You blink, a little surprised. You didn't think he'd finally agree to something like this so easily... maybe you should ask more?

"O-oh... y-yeah, I-- thanks, Tanjiro," you stammer, a grin slowly growing," I-I'll come join once you're ready... okay?"

Tanjiro nods, methodically performing the routine of running your bath, just how you liked it. While he's out of the room, you opt to change out of your hospital attire, finding a comfortable lounge robe. You swallowed your nervous feeling welling up in your throat, as you decided to omit your undergarments. Though this had been far from the first time he's seen you like this... something about this just felt especially intimate to you. That, or you were utterly touch starved by this point. Who could really say?

When Tanjiro calls for you, you make your way to the washroom, to the tub that awaited you. Hot steam exited the room, as Tanjiro was removing his blouse.

He looks to you, face hot as he eyes your robe," S-So, you're already ready, then..." You nod, attempting to be boldn in place of meek," Did you really want to undress me that badly, Kamado?"

Tanjiro could only flush harder, removing the rest of his clothing," And is it a bad thing if I did?" You snort, going to cover your mouth. You read him like a book.

You open your arms out to him, allowing him to walk over and undo your robe fastenings, before he tenderly slides your garment off of you. As he took in the sight of your recent injuries, and your body overall, he's blissfully happy. He's eternally grateful that you were still here, and that you weren't harmed anymore than you were. His hands brushed across your lower back so gently, it was as if he were scared to break you.

"So... anything on your mind?," you prod, leaning against Tanjiro's chest. You loosely wrap your arms around his neck, keeping him close.

He smiles, kissing your cheek as he embraces you back," Just about how beautiful you are, love... but, we should probably go and enjoy the water before it gets cold."

You hum, nodding as he leads you over and helps you in first. For a moment, you both fumble as you try to figure out where Tanjiro should be, before he opts to sit behind you.

You lean back into your lover once he's settled, sighing contently. Tanjiro can't help but mirror your sigh as a powerful but gentle arm hugs you close, squeezing lightly. He inhales, smiling as he fondly recalls your scent," I missed you so much, Y/N..."

You chuckle, looking back to kiss him on his jaw," I missed you too, Tanjiro... but, at least we're together like this versus in a stiff hospital room..." Tanjiro nuzzles into you, breathing you in again.

"Mm-hmm... 'glad to be back at your home, for now."

For a moment, the two of you stay this way, before you feel familiar hands explore your body," Did you want me to wash your back for you?"

You chuckle, knowing it was a very obvious attempt to touch you more intimately. You grind ever so slightly on him, as you look back to him, trying to act coy. You sit forward a bit, biting your lip as you hear him gasp.

"Go right ahead, pretty boy."

You could feel his restraint swaying, as a trembling hand reaches for a washcloth and soap. You couldn't even scold him when the cold soap touches your back; his hands radiated a heat that you were all-too familiar with.

You looked straight ahead, pretending that this had no affect on the current situation. You feel that your attempts are working, as Tanjiro's free hand gently holds your hip, keeping you in place.

"I think you missed a spot, dear..." You muse suddenly. He doesn's get a chance to speak before you're pushing your rump back against him, arching your back," A little lower, I think~?"

Tanjiro was throbbing from your teasing, biting his lip as the cloth ventured lower," R-Right, of course..." You almost felt the need to pout as he held himself back, wanting to wait and not rush into things. Partially, you figure, because you're not fully recovered yet.

The tension was enough to make you squeeze your legs together,"Baby...," you command softly, your voice lowering. Tanjiro's throat runs dry, his hand ceasing its circular path.

"Y-Yes...?"

You glance back, your eyelids lowered," Did you really miss me...? As much as you said?"

Tanjiro almost looks panicked as he nods," O-Of course! Every day, my love... I couldn't wait to see you--"

"Did you want hold me close?" Tanjiro's lip quivered as your voice seemed to drip with desire " Y-Yes..."

You swivel around a bit, your breasts coming into view as you brushed up against his manhood again," And...did you miss fucking me?"

Between the alluring angle, and the way your voice melded into his mind, he was absolutely melting. Tanjiro's face went through multiple stages of embarrassment and desire, but he ultimately nodded, casting your washcloth aside. You yelp in surprise when he grabs you by your waist, pulling you flush against him. Your breath hitches when familiar, gentle lips kiss at the crook of your neck.

"Without a doubt, Y/N. I want you... even now. Especially now."

You smile, pulling away from him before leaning over the edge of the tub. You can hear his breath becoming more labored as your wet slit was basically eye level with his face," Show me, then... won't you, Kamado?"

Tanjiro's breath ghosted across your bare sex as he leans forward, both hands coming up to knead the flesh of your ass.

"I plan to: full heartedly~"

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celticcatgirl2 · 6 months

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“Hey viewer…..Wanna be our third?”

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solomonssock · 1 year

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You Will Go Nowhere Else

I never planned for this to be so long, but I love Asmodeus sm...expect nothing less from me.

Pairing: gn!reader x Asmodeus; Leviathan makes an active appearance, but isn't the focus of this fic (romantic feelings are heavily implied, but a relationship has not been established...yet)

TW: Cyberbullying, Slutshaming, Cursing, Alcohol use (Asmodeus is an emotional drinker), Suggestive (Its Asmodeus), unspecific yet hinted spoiler for those who haven’t reached level 20, Asmodeus (and all demons) can be possessive, and I’m trying to figure out demon mannerisms I’d like to establish so bear with me on this awkward journey

Word Count: ~4,700

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So-called "weak" human subduing the Devildom's demon lords? It's more likely thank you think! WATCH OUT... YOU COULD BE NEXT!

Scoffing to yourself, you click off the Dreaddit thread to scroll through whatever else you could find under the "d/human" tag. You expected to make up some of the content, given that you and Solomon were quite literally the only two human exchange students in all nine circles. Yet, it wasn't any less unnerving that most of the top posts seemed to circulate around your "mysterious relationship" with the brothers.

At some level, you understood their fascination and hesitation with you. Your lone quest to free Belphegor during your first year was essentially the equivalent of what would happen if a lone demon managed to ensnare some of the Earth's top leaders under their command. You just wished they didn't have to be so mean about it.

This budding Dreaddit addiction of yours had started the evening prior, courtesy of Leviathan.

"ROFL, what an idiot!"

You two spent a good chunk of the night lounging on his extra-large beanbag chair, surfing Dreaddit posts under "d/R.A.D. memes" on his premium account. Leviathan had excitedly showed you his avatar's exclusive Ruri-chan t-shirt, emphasizing that 9.99 grimm a month was a necessary sacrifice for otakus everywhere, or at least those truly passionate about their fandoms. As his loyal Henry, you'd been privy to sensitive information regarding his identity as both creator and moderator of both the "d/TSLMerch" and "d/RuriChanUpd8s" forums.

"Levi," you chastise, “leave Mammon alone. This is already embarrassing enough."

A user by the name xXLuciferz_LegionzXx had uploaded footage of the second eldest being chased through the school halls by Cerberus.

"I-it's his own fault!" Levi defended. "He shouldn't have tried running off with the Council's debit card."

And try he did.

You watched as the video replayed from the beginning. The shaky scene followed Mammon as he rounded the corner in front of Potions Lab 3 with Cerberus hot on his tail. Looking backwards as he sprinted through the crowd of students, he failed to notice Lucifer already blocking the doors at end of the hall.

You cringed as the familiar "MAAAAAMOOONN" blew through the speakers.

Realizing his fuck up, Mammon skidded to a near-stop to pivot into the hall just before Lucifer. But it was too late. Cerberus, determined to catch the focus of his master's ire, latched onto his pantleg, and quickly pulled him back.

Except, only Mammon's pants went with him.

The video ended with the poor demon being pantsed as Lucifer menacingly appeared before the videographer.

After viewing it for the fifth time, you made a silent promise to treat Mammon to some lunch and TLC time this upcoming weekend.

"Levi. Please?" You sighed and pouted your lip a bit for good measure.

"F-fine, if it's that important to you." Flustered, he clicked off the video and flagged it for inappropriate content before he selected the home page.

"Thank you," you leaned your head on his shoulder, "I appreciate it."

A small squeak left Leviathan as he ducked his head further into his hoodie and kept scrolling.

"Oh? Levi, what's that one say?"

On the screen was a picture of you and Satan sitting together in the library. The time stamp confirmed it must have been taken this past Tuesday when Satan helped you review basic Enochian phrases. He'd recommended taking the language for your free elective this semester and offered to serve as your tutor.

Your brows furrowed as you looked at the post's heading.

"...who do they think they are?" You murmured. "What do they mean by that?"

You hadn't gotten any further as Leviathan quickly shut his laptop.

"Hey, I forgot I bought a new co-op farming-dungeon crawler game I thought you would like. Let's check it out!"

Without warning, he had popped up from the beanbag and headed straight towards his console to set up the controllers.

You gasp sharply as you finally reach the exact post Leviathan had hidden from you last night. Visibly uncomfortable with discussing how you ended up on the top page of Dreaddit, you didn't push him for more details. His diversion occupied you for some time as you kicked slime monster ass and planted dewdrop berries, but the curiosity lingered in the back of your mind throughout the school day.

After dinner and watching an episode of "One Day I Woke Up Reborn as An Oven: One Piping Hot Pie of Existentialism Coming Up!" with Leviathan, you'd returned to your room and set up a basic Dreaddit account. He wasn't kidding, the ads were no joke. Every two to three posts you clicked on led to an ad-break or brand deal, sometimes featuring even Asmodeus or Mammon as a model.

"Ok yea, maybe I'll look into getting premium."

You chuckle to yourself as an ad for DevilGlam Lip Balm in the shade RedRose pops up for the third time and wonder if Asmodeus got to take samples home from the shoot. Because if so-

"I'm definitely gonna ask to borrow it." It was pretty cute.

Exiting out of the ad, you save the picture of you and Satan. Despite the fact that it definitely wasn't meant to be seen by you, the intimacy layered within the shot warmed your heart. Focused on the heading, you had missed the adoring smile curled on his lips as you fumbled through past and present conjugation.

However, you don't miss that this was posted under the "d/Sa10Stans" tag. A peek at the authors username, SatansS0ulmate, is warning enough that you are entering dangerous territory. But the temptation is too great.

You scroll through the comments.

HellsKitchenette: There the human goes again, running through the boys each week like a common whore. I've caught them just begging for attention, it’s pathetic.

RADRum: UGH, I have them in seductive speechcraft, and they're just so annoying!! If you can manage a pact with nearly all of the fucking student council, you can figure classwork out for yourself, slut.

You click on the thread you see forming with over 300 replies and at least 150 upvotes.

DearDeerLights: Wait, what do you mean nearly all the student council?!?!?!

HellsKitchenette: Oh, you poor thing. You didn't know? They've managed to trap our boys, all seven of them.

GroundGossamberry: ACK! You guys scared me, I thought they had gotten to Barbatos or something! But seriously, how pathetic can they be... like having to be coddled in public? Not me, I'd rather drop dead <3

Solomonssock: I see I'm outnumbered, but isn't this a good thing? The whole point of the program is that the human is supposed to study with us. And the lords are their host-family. I don't see anyone in the comments giving Solomon such harsh treatment.

RADRum: At least Solomon carries his weight around. Like come on, after a fucking year of being here if you can't go out by yourself then don't come out at all is all I'm saying.

GroundGossamberry: Yeah...I wouldn't fuck with Solomon; I've seen him in potions. He's brewing liquid death.

HellsKitchenette: Solomon's strength and wit makes him increasingly more bearable, and I admit, dashing. This one...well, there's simply nothing special about them. Anyone who witnessed Lord Leviathan's TSL Quiz last year can attest to the fact that they were all coerced into these contracts. Honestly, the human should be ashamed.

You stop there, your throat constricting in response to your rising panic.

"...oh fuck." Hearing the wobble in your own voice, you swallow thickly and sit up from your bed. Exiting out of Dreaddit, you hurriedly delete the app and set your DDD face down on your bed, tripping over your fallen sheets as you scurry out of your room. You need water, or anything really, to stop you before you start spiraling.

You make the short trip to the kitchen and pour yourself a glass with shaky hands.

It doesn't take a genius to infer that you wouldn't be the most popular person in all the Devildom, but the pure vitriol of the subdreaddit had been a higher dose than you anticipated. Truthfully, the focus on you was the least of your worries.

You shotgun the glass, the cool liquid gliding down your throat and easing the tension that had started to build.

You admit you and the brothers still hadn't fully sorted through the emotional muck that releasing Belphegor had unleashed. You felt assured that your pact with Lucifer was mutual, but Leviathan, Mammon, and the others took precedence in your mind. Did they really feel that way?

Trapped?

The pit in your stomach, persistent and pernicious, prevents you from returning to your room to wallow in your worries. Instead, you pass through the now empty dining hall and open the door to the music room.

The grandiosity of the room isn't lost on you. The gold detailing, polished to perfection, reflects your shaken image. You take up so little of the room, and yet you are suffocated by it.

Shuffling over to the piano, you drag your hands softly over the keys, each muffled note bouncing around the room in short bursts. For a minute or two, you loom over the instrument, dragging out each note, trying to sort a melody from the emotional medley consuming you.

For the outcomes that had transpired the year prior, you were certain you had no regrets. The hatchets had long been buried - at least that's what you led yourself to believe, wrapped up in the arms, and roped into the plans, of your lords once more. The sacrifices and secrets of the past were all to mend a family in danger of falling apart. And yet...

You crash your fist onto the keys, rolling your knuckles into a harsh trill.

The nagging guilt you had thought to have laid to rest creeps up again, coiling tightly around your heart. Its weight drags you forward until your forehead presses against the dark wood. It cools your skin, flushed from the few tears you'd allowed to fall.

You had been reckless. Dived into matters that long existed before you ever did, took the mantle of master of the seven lords, and yes, deceived them to do so. The many times they have attempted to wrong you in the past is not lost on you. But, in the end they are demons, and you are no devil.

You strain to lift your head from the wood and turn to face the mirror beside you. You scoff at your own pitiful appearance. Surely, Dreaddit would have a field day if they could pick you apart now, crying over the grief of your own guilt. Without your lords, you know, you are weak. What good is unbridled power without belief in oneself? You stand proud in a world you were not born to wander because of their faith in you, your dear seven pillars. The thought that you have wronged them wounds you deeply. If they ever came to ha-

Abruptly, you slap your cheeks against your cheeks and stand up from the piano bench. It would be unfair, in the face of your regrets to be so bold as to assume their feelings. Regardless of the past, they have taken you in with open arms, adopting you as part of their family. You are here now, with room and board because of their desire for your return and continued stay.

After a deep breath, you pad over to the large windows stretched across the back of the room. You take in the foliage that surrounds the manor, and chuckle to yourself when your gaze happens upon Cerberus taking Belphegor for a walk. You are so happy, that he is here and whole, that their family is here and whole. You are so happy, yet feel so terribly guilty that you sob deeply into your hands.

You startle as the door to the music room is thrust open.

"Darling, are you in h-", Asmodeus stands in the doorway. Even with his hair in slight disarray, he is gorgeous. The panic in his voice, in his eyes, tapers off as he takes you in. In its stead, bleeds in worry.

"Oh, dear." Softly, he shuts the door behind himself.

Desperately, you wipe at your eyes. It's no use, the puffiness and ragged breath would quickly reveal your miserable state to any being. But you try, and try, and try.

He emerges before you, but still, you hide your face in your hands. Asmodeus's own hands reach for your arms first, but only his fingertips graze you as they test how you respond to his touch. You freeze, but don't step back. The thought of rejecting his touch, even when you feel so unworthy, is agonizing.

"I had wondered where you'd wandered off to." His hands move downward, fingers coming to dance across the expanse of your waist.

Knowing you cannot hide forever; you sniffle and rub at your eyes one last time. You're not ready to meet his eyes, so you don't. You occupy yourself with his hair, hands coming up to push back the soft strands that had fallen out of their usual place. You two stand like that for a moment: the moon casting an ethereal glow on his champagne hair as your fingers coil into its thickness to ground yourself.

The moment cannot last forever.

Fingertips press against your jaw, gently guiding you to face him. You want to run and hide, not bare to him this weakness. Not in the music room, and especially not on a Friday night. Or was it Saturday morning by now? You haven't a clue how much time has passed. Yet, you stay, drowning in pools of light orange that plead for your attention.

"I called, several times might I add, but you didn't answer!" With the dramatic flourish you've come to adore, he sighs and blows away the fringe that has fallen into his face from your ministrations. You try to bow your head, avoid his disappointed gaze, but he holds you firmly in place. His face inches closer, you two nose to nose as he whispers against your lips, "I was soooo worried."

The faint whiff of demonus on his breath lets you know Asmodeus had gone drinking after dinner tonight.

"I went to your room as soon as I got home, but you weren't there." You reach up and press your hand against the one he leaves curled around your jaw.

"Mo," Your heart clenches as tears begin prickling at his eyes. An uneasy and desperate expression you haven't seen since that time overcomes him.

"You left your door open", his cheek presses into your other palm as it moves to cup his cheek, "your sheets were on the floor and your DDD was just there on the bed. Levi said he hadn't seen you since after dinner-" His own sniffle interrupts him, and although you feel you haven't the right, you unfurl his hand from your jaw to press a grinning kiss into his palm.

Your Asmodeus, such an emotional drunk.

"I'm ok." you whisper against his skin. The pout he forms cues you in on the fact that he heavily doubts that statement. His free hand trails up from your waist to trace the tear stains covering your cheeks. You can feel yourself tremble and will yourself to remain strong for the both of you right now.

You are not the only one laid bare tonight.

"Please, don't leave us,” his head lolls forward to rest on your shoulder with ease. You sigh, threading your fingers through his hair in soothing motions.

"MC," he whines into the junction of your neck and shoulder, "I can't lose you again."

"Mo," you gather him into your arms as much as you can, hushing him tenderly as another whine escapes him, "Asmodeus, I'm here."

His arms wrap tight around your waist, pulling you flush against him as he mumbles, "MC, promise...no. Pinky promise me you won't go! That you'll stay here forever with me." He rocks against you, swaying you both side-to-side.

Forever?

"A-are you sure-," he attempts to pull back from you, a noise of protest escaping him at your lack of immediate reassurance, but he quiets as your hold on him tightens, "are you really sure that's fine? Could you bear me forever, despite everything?"

You realize as his hands smooth themselves up and down your sides, that you were already shaking.

You know these worries have no place here. This should be a conversation when emotion has not fully overcome the both of you. But nothing is perfect, and nothing is planned when it comes to him or any of his brothers.

"...bear you? You think you're a burden upon me?" Asmodeus's wounded tone affects you more than you care to admit. It strips you of the willpower to stop him as he pulls back from you a second time.

You try to stutter out a response, but you can't deny it. Asmodeus cocks a hip, expecting a response, but you look away from him. How selfish you are, you think, to have once again made the matter about you. That train of thought doesn't last for long, however. You quickly whip your head back up to face him as an unmistakable oppressive force creeps over the music room and caresses your spine. All at once, discord strikes as random notes are ripped from each instrument.

"Sweetheart~"

Asmodeus is smiling, but dread washes over you as his glamour begins to shimmer and shift.

"Come on, don't ignore me! Who put such a silly thought in your pretty little head?"

His true form pulsates beneath, ready to burst in response to his building annoyance. Glimpses of his wings, wound tight as they flicker back and forth reveals his worry. This display isn't to intimidate you and now would be a good time to say something to appease the demon. But it's embarrassing to admit to the fifth born that complete and utter strangers, demons whose opinions shouldn't matter when you have his attention, have turned your thoughts to the worst.

"Hmm, should I go have a chat with Levi?"

"N-no! It has nothing to do with him."

"No?" Asmodeus's form seems to settle as you finally respond. Only brief flickers occur as he moves past you, sitting on one of the chairs placed in front of the window.

"Then, why is my precious little human in tears?"

You take in a deep breath. He will not let this go, and you are too tired to form a believable excuse.

"I'm just overthinking, Mo. Really, I'm going to be ok."

"Ah," Asmodeus's eyes crinkle softly as he catches the weakness in your statement, "but you aren't ok now." He motions for you to join him on his lap, but instead you take the seat beside him, leaving the table as a barrier between you two.

He hums to himself, and before you can register it, he sits himself on your lap and threads his fingers through your hair. Replicating, you realize after a long stretch of silence, the pattern you had used on him just minutes before.

"Don't hide your lovely face from me," he whispers against your ear, fingers curling around your jaw again, encouraging you to face him. When your eyes meet, his soften.

"What is it?"

"I.." You begin, but he stops you, clicking his tongue as your gaze starts to trail away from him.

"Mm-mm," when your eyes are firmly focused on him and him alone, he lets out a light purr that rumbles against your shoulder, "there we go, eyes on me."

"Mo, are you really ok with things as they are?"

"Well," he grins at you, shimmying in your lap, "this view is fine for now. But later I'd rather admire you from my bed."

You scoff at his attempt to lighten the mood when he knows you are being serious, but feel your cheeks flush, nonetheless.

"You know that's not what I meant."

"Then what do you mean, darling?" You gulp as his pupils begin to constrict into sharp slits.

"You aren't implying that I'm unsatisfied with you or our current standing, right?" To any untrained ear, his playful lilt suggests a question. However, Asmodeus's tightening grip on you solidifies it as an accusation.

"No, no," he lets out a sickeningly sweet coo, "certainly you understand that your place is beside, over, or under me."

As you sit stunned by the possessiveness that floods his tone, he presses a kiss on the corner of your mouth.

"And you will go nowhere else."

"I-I-" Of all the brothers, Asmodeus had teased you the most with being something more than whatever this situationship was. But how does anyone respond to such a forward declaration - from the Avatar of Lust, no less?

"Oh, sweetheart," Asmodeus adjusts his grip to delicately cup your face with two hands, cooing at you as you tremble more under his touch, "my favorite human is never a burden. Hmm, if you keep having such ugly thoughts, I can't be held responsible for what I'll have to do to distract you. I'll fill your head aaalll with me and me alone, ok?"

"Asmodeus, I'm serious."

His eyes flash, and your heart flutters as a low growl reverberates from deep within his chest, "As am I."

Deciding to change tactics, you wind your arms around his waist.

"I'm not going anywhere, Mo. I don't want to be anywhere else." You rub his back gently in an attempt to reassure him and assuage his fears. You wait until his pupils dilate some before you continue.

"I'm happy here with you, with all of you. I just want to make sure you're happy too."

"Aww, of course I'm happy!" Asmodeus wraps his arms across your shoulders and rests his head atop yours, "I have our sweet MC all to myself tonight."

You sigh heavily, feeling the way he shivers slightly at the drag of your palm over his spine. He's backing you into a corner.

"I feel like you deserve better than me." His breath hitches, but he says nothing.

"I was...thinking of the past. I thought I had no regrets coming here, studying here, becoming Solomon's apprentice, making pacts with you all..." You halt, feeling Asmodeus's nails dig into the fabric covering your shoulder.

"Yet, you regret them. Your pacts with us?" He hisses.

"Never!" You're shocked with the strength of your denial. With the way he jolts, you guess the finality in your tone surprises Asmodeus too. His head lifts from yours, gaze locking onto your own.

"I don't regret our pact, just the way it came to be." You expect disappointment, anger, even annoyance. But all there is, is Asmodeus's amused expression in response to the confession you'd fretted over the past who-knows-how-long.

"How so?" His knowing little smirk irks you just a tad.

"What do you mean, "how so?"!? I deceived you, all of you, to free Belphegor."

Asmodeus's shoulders begin to shake with laughter. Flabbergasted, you try to find words, but all evade you.

"Deceived the deceivers! Our little human, so powerful and persuasive." Asmodeus mocks, swooning in your lap.

As he finally quiets down, he swipes a manicured thumb over your bottom lip.

“Mm, was I not clear enough then? No one, not even Solomon, has ever made me feel as powerful as you do." His thumb presses down, parting your lips.

"I can't speak for my adorable brothers, but you wanted a pact, and I desired your power. We both got what we wanted and," a hand returns to pet your hair, "maybe even more than we bargained for?"

You snort in disbelief. Your demons, always keeping you on your toes.

"Yeah, something like that."

Asmodeus giggles, pressing a kiss onto your cheek this time.

"No need to get so worked up. Should I go to Lucifer to arrange a family meeting? If you're that concerned, we can take turns," his fingers glide down from your hair to cup the back of your neck as he whispers, "reciting the vows of our arrangement."

"T-that's not necessary, Mo! I get it!" You squirm in his hold and pout. Always such a tease!

"You're SO cute when you're all pouty. But I've suffered enough tonight by your hand, don't you think?" He hauls himself off your lap and takes a moment to stretch in a manner that is all too slow and all too intentional.

You melt at the mirth swimming in his eyes and wonder why you were ever worried to begin with. Forever, was it? Forever has a nice ring to it.

"Oh, forgive me, dearest. However, can I make it up to you?" Theatrics, your shared love language.

"Well," he begins, giddy when you get up to follow him out of the music room, "a nice long bath together should be enough to soothe my aching heart."

"Not too long," you chide, "your breath reeks of demonus. You need to rest."

"Reeks?!" He squeals and you laugh.

"Aww, I get it. You're worried about me! Oh, I always knew we'd be a perfect match." Asmodeus links his arm with your own and tugs you towards the stairs. You resign yourself to your fate, you don't want to sleep alone tonight anyway.

"Mo." You tsk.

"Fine, fine. We both need our beauty sleep, but I'm keeping you to myself aaalll day tomorrow." You take the time to make sure he doesn't stumble over any of the steps.

"And what will we do then?" The scent of roses floods your senses as you both enter his room. It seizes you whole, fills your lungs, and leaves you entranced. It smells like Asmodeus's signature perfume.

It smells like home.

Asmodeus reaches into his dresser and pulls out a matching set of pajamas. "I believe movies and massages are in order." To your surprise, he also pulls out a matching set in your size.

"Romantic comedies?" You can't stop the grin that splits across your lips.

Some time ago, as Mammon and Leviathan argued over whether to watch action movies or a live action rendition of TSL, Asmodeus had curled himself into your arms. Hidden beneath the covers of your bed and in between a stolen kiss or two, he'd confided that drama had once been his favorite genre. But in your absence, romantic comedies had occupied his time. The loveable leads reminded him of you both and the endless joy your unique and unexpected relationship brought him.

"You know me so well~" Asmodeus purrs.

"That does sound nice." You walk over, taking the pajamas from him to set them side-by-side onto his bed.

"Of course it does," Asmodeus tugs your arm and you move to join him in his bathroom, "I always know what you like!"

You move his hands away as he tries to undress you. He pouts but acquiesces, turning away from you to undress himself and slip into the bath.

When you finish undressing, you turn to find him with his head tilted back on the tile and at peace. You admire him for a moment, thankful that such a stunning creature had opened his fragile heart to you.

He doesn't move until you sit beside him, bubbly water sloshing side-to-side.

"So, you'll stay?" His head finds purchase on your shoulder, fingers tangled with yours beneath the water. You lay your head atop his own, pressing a kiss to his locks.

"For as long as you'll have me."

"So," he kisses your shoulder in return, "forever?"

"Forever is fine."

A soft trill escapes him. "I'll be sure to take good care of you."

You sink deeper into the bubbles with a hum.

"I love you." He murmurs into your skin.

The warmth sinks into your bones and pulls you deeper into relaxation. You could fall asleep here.

"Hey!" You yelp at the little nip he gives your shoulder. “Tell me you love me too."

You laugh, picking up his head to push your foreheads together. The adoration in his eyes makes your belly all warm and fuzzy. You feel safe here. This is where you want to belong.

"Love you too, Mo."

#I've never called him Asmo 'cause Mo is cuter #also why tf doesn't he have a tail?#please a heart-tipped tail or scorpion even i just-#Solmare work with me here #y'all i'm so dramatic i'm sorry i was in my feelings for that second half #also this is my formal apology to mammon #i love him and he does not deserve this disreapect #canonically (read: in my head) he is the funniest brother and i'm claiming my bestie #maybe my next drabble will be mammon centered as penitencr for my crime #there are demons out there in your corner #somewhere #probably #just not represented in this fic #ok bye #obey me #obey me one master to rule them all #obey me satan #obey me leviathan #obey me mc #obey me x reader #obey me asmodeus #reader x asmodeus #asmodeus x reader #asmodeus x mc #obey me lucifer #asmodeus x you #asmodeus x y/n #obey me belphegor #obey me cerberus #omomtrta

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