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boozye · 6 months

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Ask me again.

Satan x Asexual reader (pronouns you/yours, no gender specified)

Comfort? IDEK

Established relationship

Word count: 971

Cover art by me (recycled)

Someone needs reassurance from societal pressure and expectations! (you, you fucking do ((me actually)))

Guess who spent 2 hours writing nonstop instead of sleeping? Here, have the fruits of my insomnia. Not proofread, didn't bother checking punctuation, good luck soldier.

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Oh it was one of those days, wasn't it? When your confidence wavered. You've been through this before. You knew what you needed. But would this be the last straw for him?

In vain you attempted to carry on as if nothing was amiss within you. But he noticed. Of course he noticed. He's arguably the most observant person there's ever been, of you at least. Yet so tactful about it.

You tried to hold his hand as usual. Let him touch you affectionately without tensing up. Be close to his face and his body without hesitation. But you couldn't really help it. And who knows how many other signs you weren't even aware of he had picked up already.

Was this more aggravating to him than if you just asked for what you needed? The thoughts swarmed your mind. Again. Again their buzz overtook reason. You had been doing so well too... So you just started preparing, mentally, for what you had to say.

Meanwhile, Satan was figuring things out at his own pace. Were you growing scared? Of him? Well he could see why. His temper still got the best of him sometimes. And he knew that what to him and other demons was just a mild grumpy spell, to a regular human could be rather violent or scary.

Yet whenever he talked about it, you reassured him that no, you weren't afraid of him. You held him so lovingly and told him. Told him that you knew he'd never hurt you or try to again.

His thoughts were interrupted by you, in the flesh, of all things. You sat by him in the library and looked him in the eyes. Your expression wasn't upset but he could see you were going to say something important.

"Can we walk back home? Whenever is okay. I'll just hang around here until you are done."

A calculated request, he deduced. But you were asking for him in a way. It was a relief. He sighed with a soft smile and answered:

"Sure, I couldn't focus on what I was reading much today anyways. Let's just go."

With that, you calmly picked up your bags and left the building.

Your walk started out casual enough. Barely anyone on the streets at this hour, something you both prefer. But Satan saw you were bracing yourself to say something.

"Satan," you sighed "do you remember what I said when we started dating?"

He blushed very faintly. "You said you were really happy and you hugged me so hard... And then you grabbed my face and kissed m-"

You gaped for a second in surprise before interrupting him. "Nooo, not that."

He looked back at you, expecting to hear what you meant. You cleared your throat and elaborated.

"When I asked if you were really okay with me being asexual?"

He looked back at you a little puzzled "I believe I said that I was perfectly fine with that?"

You nodded, "yes, well, right after that."

He aimed his gaze down trying to remember. The bliss of the moment might have made him dismiss anything he didn't immediately figure out.

In the meantime, outside his head, the words itched in your throat, you planned to just remind him, but this conversation was turning excruciating for you. Just as he remembered, your voice next to him echoed his memory:

"Can I ask again in the future?"

He looked at you with a mixture of realization and curiosity. You continued.

"You told me that I could, Satan. So..."

You took a few seconds to still your resolve.

"Are you okay with it?"

There it was, the prickle in his expression. You didn't want to see it. You knew this question could be bothersome. But you needed this.

"Y/N, of course I am! Did I overstep your boundaries in any way? Please tell me so I don't repeat it again. I apologize, I truly didn't mean to..."

He trails off. But you are already raising your hand and trying to wave his concern away. Ashamed, you reply.

"No, no Satan. Listen. I just needed to ask again. You didn't overstep or anything. I like touching you, and being touched by you as well."

He nods, but stays silent for you to continue.

"But, well... I just didn't want to raise your expectations with that sort of contact. It's happened before with other people and it hasn't ended well."

He sighs and rolls his eyes. "Humans are so fickle."

You look at him wideyed, clearly hurt.

"Wait, not you, I didn't mean you!" He drags his hand down his face "Sorry, sorry" before continuing, he gathers his thoughts, "what I mean is that that is not something you have to worry about with me."

"Was it wrong of me to ask?"

He looks forward, wideyed with full realization. Then he stops walking and faces you with his entire posture as you stop a couple steps after him. He puts a hand on your shoulder and solemnly says " Y/N, never feel bad for needing reassurance. It is not wrong. How many times have you reassured me? That you aren't afraid of me? I didn't realize at the time that was what your question meant. But yes, you can ask me again. As many times as you want. It won't only not bother me, I will tell you that I love you every time and mean it. I love you."

You put your hand on his, getting misty eyed. Before your tears take over, you lean forward and kiss him briefly. Then you part from his lips and hug him, squeezing as hard as you can. He hugs back, pats your head, then chuckles and leans back, lifting your feet from the floor briefly, making you chuckle as well.

#obey me asexual mc #i feel lonely using this tag hahaaa...#reader x satan #mc x satan #obey me satan #:'''^) made myself fucking sad #boozye writ

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pseudonymphomania · 3 months

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Here is my MC Beckett. Just a regular dude who was working as a director of operations and then he got Isekai’d into the Devildom. He wants to go home to his partner but he’s got to deal with all his new friends shenanigans and the fact that he now has the power to destroy the three realms. He sees Lord Diavolo and Lucifer bouncing around each other on the cusp of… something, and he spends the entire time removing obstacles to their love.

More lore from my universe.

#obey me male mc #obey me main character #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me fanart #dialuci #obey me dialuci #diavolo x lucifer #obey me lucifer #obey me diavolo #fanfiction #fanart #obey me nightbringer #otome asexual

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lorkai · 7 months

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My silly ace headcanon is that everytime Lucifer gives MC the bedroom eyes, he is signaling to them that he wants to talk (that means cuddle; he wants to cuddle with them) while he speak about his day, especially if he is under a lot of stress. It just feels nice to him to have you so close, skin touching skin, your hearts seemingly beating in sync - there's something so nice about this and he wouldn't change for anything.

#obey me #obey meu lucifer #silly thoughts #asexual mc #asexual #lucifer x mc #lucifer x reader #lorkai rambling

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nyrandrea · 6 months

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Hello! So sorry if I’m bothering you, but do you still accept Astarion x Tav requests? If so. I have a prompt for you if you care to read about it.

Basically, you know that moment in Astarion and Tav’s relationship where Astarion fully opens up to Tav about his trauma and his feelings regarding intimacy? Let’s say in this scenario, this Tav realizes that they feel the exact same way about intimacy after Astarion describes his revelations about it. Tav and Astarion have similar trauma and handled it in similar, but also vastly different ways: Astarion used intimacy as a survival tool and a manipulation tactic, and Tav used intimacy as a means of keeping those they love interested, as they feel they have no other redeeming qualities that would make people stay.

I think it’d be funny for two clowns to realize that neither ever wanted to bang each other yet and both just wanted a hug. It’s also touching, two abused souls finding comfort in each other and coming to terms with their boundaries.

Of course if such a scenerio is not one you are comfortable writing for, I completely understand! I couldn’t find your guidelines so I’m taking the risk and asking.

Your writing is spectacular by the way. I hope you have a nice day!

Yes, hi, hello, I LOVE the scene you're talking about so I decided to expand on it slightly for this prompt! We stan consent and boundaries in this house 😔✊

TW for vague mentions of past sexual abuse

Word Count: 1.3k

Enjoy!

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In the quiet recesses of your memory, you held the echoes of a time when you had walked down the path that society prescribed, where passion was deemed a necessity and love an excuse for physical intimacy. But as you gazed into your past, you realized that the fire within you had been a mere illusion, a flicker of conformity.

Your heart longed for emotional intimacy, in the gentle touch of a hand or soft-spoken words was where you found the depth of affection you so desperately sought. It was in these moments that you felt most yourself, when your inner conflicts melted away and you embraced love in the way that you wanted to.

So, you succumbed to the pressures of a world that insisted on desire in exchange for such affections. You danced in the moonlight, your body a vessel for another’s longing, and yet, each touch had felt like a borrowed emotion. Your past was a stage where you had performed, but the script was never truly your own.

The turning point arrived like the soft whisper of truth in the night. In a moment of self-reflection that you thought might never come, and from the person that you least expected.

“Do you have a moment?” Astarion asked, softly adding, “I... I think we need to talk.”

You knew that tone all too well: apprehension from one that you hadn’t had sex with for a while. You braced yourself, swallowing a dry lump down your throat and turned to him with a smile.

“Are you alright?” you asked, already knowing full well what the answer was.

“Oh yes, I’m fine,” he quickly said with a grin that fell just as fast. “I just... feel awful.”

You sighed through your nose and crossed your arms, expecting the honeyed words, the seduction tactics, and then the demands.

“Look, I had a plan,” Astarion started. “A nice, simple plan – seduce you, sleep with you, manipulate your feelings so you’d never turn on me.”

You raise an eyebrow as he chuckles nervously while fiddling with his hands. You weren’t quite used to seeing him so... tense. Astarion was usually the suave, calm and entrancing type that swept you off your feet with his charms and dramatic flair.

But right now he looked like some scorned child that got caught with his hand in the sweet jar.

“It was easy-”

You frowned.

“Instinctive,” he swiftly corrected. “Habits from two hundred years of charming people kicked in. All you had to do... was fall for it. And all I had to do was not fall for you.”

Ripples of anxiety pulsed through you as you observed his subtle shifts in body language – how his eyes darted away from you, the way his lips twitched up into a forced smile. You dissected every word, convinced that this was his way of an impending farewell.

“...Which is where my nice, simple plan... fell apart.”

You blinked in surprise while he gestured at you as if he was at a loss for words.

“You... you’re incredible,” he breathed. “And... you deserve something real. I want us... to be something real.”

You struggled to find your voice, to address the storm brewing in your heart. You longed to confront the unknown, to seek the truth, to bridge the gap between your turbulent emotions and quiet expectation. More than anything, you were just confused. The presumption of sex loomed like a thunderhead in your mind. Did he... truly see you for more than that?

Nobody else had. Why should he be any different?

You had to find the strength to confront the tempest before it engulfed you for good.

“So, the... the nights we s-spent together,” you grimaced as you stuttered, hating how pathetic you sounded. “They didn’t mean anything to you?”

“Of course they did!” Astarion moved to lay a comforting hand on you, but his arm stayed motionless in the air for a moment before dropping to his side, almost in defeat. “That’s the problem, or... part of it.”

Your mouth soured with the taste of bile. “Were you even... attracted to me? Or was it all a lie?”

“Of course I was attracted to you, I mean, just look at you!”

Try as you might, you couldn’t help the heat that crept along your cheeks.

“You’re a vision. And you’re so much more than that.”

Your heart raced; your surprise palpable. You never imagined anyone seeing you as more than a lover, to be more than just a physical desire, but as someone to be cherished.

He bit his lip as he glanced down briefly, his fangs nearly piercing the skin. “Being... close to someone – any kind of intimacy – was something I performed to lure people back for him.”

Astarion’s voice was laced with venom at the mere mention of his old master, and you wanted nothing more than to comfort him, but you restrained yourself, allowing him to continue.

“Even though I know things between us are different, being with someone still feels... tainted,” he said. “Still brings up those feelings of disgust and loathing.”

His eyes locked onto yours, and you could see how afraid he was. How scared that his confession will shatter the delicate equilibrium of your relationship, transforming it into something unfamiliar.

“I don’t know how else to be with someone,” he admitted. “No matter how much I’d like to.”

The stars seemed to align for you as he looked at you, through you, with his eyes glazed over. You wanted him to understand that love was not confined to lust and desire, but rather it was an intricate mosaic of trust, companionship and unwavering support.

You wanted to cradle his hopes and dreams, nurture his ambitions and rejoice in his happiness. You were the keeper of his secrets, and the safe haven of his vulnerabilities.

“Astarion,” you said. “I care about you. Deeply.”

“Really?” he muttered, his eyes crinkling into disbelief.

“Yes,” you felt a shiver down your spine, a chill that had nothing to do with the cooling temperature. “This might sound strange but... may I hold you?”

Astarion’s surprise was evident, but his eyes soften as he observes the mixture of anxiety and hope on your face.

“I... I would like that,” he quietly responds, his voice nearly a mere whisper.

With a tender yet unexpected smile, you wrap your arms around him, embracing him tightly.

Astarion’s body tenses up and for a moment, he just stands there, uncertainty etched across his face. It was as though the world had momentarily paused, leaving him in a state of sweet confusion. He hesitates, as though he’s unsure of how to respond. Then, with a reluctant but genuine warmth, he slowly brings his arms around you. His embrace is cautious at first, like a hesitant deer testing the waters of a lake.

As you hold each other, a gentle breeze rustles through the leaves of the surrounding trees and his grip gradually begins to tighten as though he’s afraid of letting you go, his head burying further into your shoulder as if to get lost within you.

It was in this simple act, in the unspoken acceptance of your affection, that Astarion realised the beauty of your ability to break down barriers, and it was in this moment that the evolution of your understanding came with a newfound freedom. No longer did either of you need to force yourself into moulds that didn’t fit.

Your relationship transformed into a profound connection built upon trust, and the conversations that lasted long into the night. Your love was no longer tangled in the constraints of physicality; it soared in the uncharted skies of emotional intimacy.

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Links to my other Astarion works

Everything's Fine

Restless

Request - Astarion kills everyone in his path to get to you

Request - Astarion tries to save you from kidnappers

Request - Astarion helps you to see that you're beautiful

Request - Astarion gets kidnapped

Request - You and Astarion share an intimate moment (light smut)

#astarion x reader #astarion x tav #astarion x mc #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 astarion #astarion ancunin #bg3 tav #asexual #asexual!reader #my writing #fanfiction #request

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solomiracle · 5 months

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you ever have a moment playing obey me where the dialogue options are so against what you/your mc would say that you kinda just sit there for a bit

#this goes for all heavy self insert games but whatever #mine is mainly #anything related to mc being jealous (about relationships)#or sex. asexual win #from me #obey me #questions #waba talk

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aroaessidhe · 2 months

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2024 reads / storygraph

Fallen Thorns

dark urban fantasy coming-of-age

follows a boy settling into university, when after a date (that he didn’t even want to go on) turns bad he’s made into a vampire

as he settles into his new existence and the local vampire community - while they try to find who’s been leaving bodies across the city - he discovers that there’s something different and darker within him

aroace neurodivergent MC

#fallen thorns #aroaessidhe 2024 reads #I enjoyed this a lot!#there's definitely things I want to know more about...I think it's going to be a series? the only thing explicitly mentioned is a prequel #the ending is a bit weird and I don't entirely get the sun/star/moon stuff dfhgd #really great characters and atmosphere #great aroace MC in general tho minor pet peeve from me:#it does have that thing where the character spends half the book ruminating about how there’s something wrong with them bc they don't feel #things everyone else does etc etc and it’s like omg all these queer people and nobody’s heard about asexuality???#then he’s having a conversation with someone later in the book and he’s like yeah I know about asexual but I didn’t think about that re: me #and the other char is like: what if…..it IS you…..and he’s like omg. i AM asexual there’s nothing wrong with me after all! (in like. a page #like I’ve read this in multiple books LMAO. I do get that you can know about an identity and not connect it to your experiences #but somehow the writing of it like this is never quite believable? too sudden? then it's not thought about much after that?#anyway that's not a critique of the ''representation'' as much as just the writing I think - there's a few areas where I thought the writin #could be improved structurally or whatever. Didn't massively impede my enjoyment.#(I do also love an aroace mentor/parent figure!)#aromantic #aroace books #aromantic books

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yoonrambles · 3 months

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New Unhinged Headcanon:

Clarence is in the ace spectrum.

#asexual or demisexual or greysexual whatever the fuck you think; he's acespec. that's it #He preferred to get to know MC ; he learned to trust her before crushing over her–and I find that adorable #Clarence; my pookie; lemme MEUSHSIANSOHSLSBSLSHSLDHQLDGWODHKWBDLDBFKFBSOEGWOBD #lovebrush chronicles #clarence clayden #‎ ‎ ‎ ✎‎ ‎ ‎ | yoon's reveries

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demonandangelz · 9 months

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I finally started watching MCC and landed on Grian’s Pride 22 stream. This might be my favorite team💛💛💛

#grian #grian fanart #geminitay #geminitay fanart #shubble #shubble fanart #smajor1995 #smajor fanart #yellow yaks #mc championship #mcc fanart #mcc #minecraft championships #pride 2022 #pride mcc #pride #bisexaul #asexual #gay

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luxthestrange · 16 days

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WHB Incorrect quotes#29 Winning!

Ace!Mc: Nothing feels better than winning Monopoly, Not love, not sex, not free pizza, nothing!

Beel: I’m sorry, have you tried pizza?

Ace!Mc: Yes, and it doesn’t compare to owning half the board and watching the light die from your friend’s eyes as you take their money and feel your friendship slowly deteriorate~

Mam*Who felt a cartoon cupid pierce his heart*...Please have my children

His demon ovaries...exploded-...I just love that in almost every version Mammon...is a simp...

#what in hell is bad #what in hell is bad x reader #what in hell is bad x mc #whb #whb mc #whb x reader #whb x mc #asexual mc #ace mc #demisexual mc #whb beelzebub #whb mammon #whb mammon x reader #whb mammon x mc #whb beelzebub x reader #whb beelzebub x mc #whb fluff #whb incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes

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smallest-moon · 8 months

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nobody expects the spanish demon inquisition... except i guess it should have been expected even though i was surprised

#honestly thought it would be a PEACEFUL night with lucifer ngl #also mc babe wtf were those answers? aghsfkjf i would NOT answer that #maybe its just bejng a tired asexual but id love the opportunity to just cuddle abd sleep with lucifer undisturbed thank you #obey me #obey me mammon #obey me lucifer #obey me good night devil

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your-absent-father · 9 months

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Mika Connelly VS the power of love: WIP introduction

Genre: pure comedy, you could call it anti romance

Progress: drafting, in early stages

Themes/Tropes: aroace lead, making fun of stereotypical tropes, unwanted reverse harem, queer characters, themes of being happy with what you have and being happy just being you.

Warnings: creepy teacher, unwanted advances, acephobia, arophobia, that's it at least for now

Plot:

Mika Connelly never thought something like this could happen to her. After pissing off a fortune teller, who was secretly Cupid in disguise, Mika Connelly is forced to live in a teen romance novel so Cupid can prove that everyone falls in love at least someone. Problem is, Mika is aroace, so romance is final thing she could think about.

To escape her rose colored prison, Mika makes a deal with cupid. Cupid has 20 chances to make Mika fall in love. Mika's mission on the other hand, is to make her new love interest not in love with her anymore. If she fails, she is trapped eternally as a high school senior in a warpped version of her old high school.

Characters that aren't love interests:

Mikayla "Mika" Connelly - the forced main character and the manic pixie dream girl. Not interested in romance nor sex. Worked as a bar employee before turning 5 years younger to her old indie loving 18 year old self.

Alma Olenchenko - the quirky best friend. The student body president. Was freshly graduated law school graduate before pushed back into being the bossy president of a small high school.

Hortensia Connelly - step sister and a popular cheerleader. Mika and Tilly had a good relationship in real life but the alternative romance universe pushed Hortensia in a role of the villain. Has a boyfriend that will become one of the love interests.

Cupid - the ancient god of love. Grown up from his baby form into a fairly attractive man who spends his time making anyone he can to fall in love. Very stubborn person and understandably old school because of his age.

There is about 19 love interests so idk if I will introduce all of them lmao. If anyone is interested, I introduce them.

Tag: WIP: MC VS POL

Should I make a taglist? Welp, hit me up if you want to be in one

Tagging some that have been interested in this and other people: @aroacedevilcake @dyrewrites @guessillcallitart

#writeblr #writing #wips #my wips #my wip #wip #wip: MC VS POL #aroace #ace #aro #asexual #aromantic #wip introduction #wip intro #wip: mc vs pol

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