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justalittleficsideblog · 11 months

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Can I touch your wings..?

Asking to touch / see their wings with Mammon, Lucifer, and Diavolo! i feel like these would be kinda sensitive but not rlly?

Lucifer

you had both been working in his office, you were simply trying to work through your homework without the brothers interfering (as they usually did). Your most recent subject involved the anatomy and biology of demons.

reading through the various lists of wings and their differences, you realized Lucifer's wings were a bit odd compared to the others in the textbook. most were bat or insect-like. Glancing up, you spoke.

"Hey... Lucifer, could I see your wings a minute?"

eyes immediately lifting to meet yours he grunts

"and why.. pray tell?"

fumbling over yourself you flip your textbook over to show him what you were studying. "Yours don't look anything like these! I just wanted to get a better view of them. Pleaseee, it's for my assignment."

rolling his eyes, he stood from his chair and dropped his jacket onto his desk, back facing you. in a blink, they appeared, black feathers swooshing around you.

they were enormous, gorgeous even, the pure slate colored feather tips gently drifting across the floor. you had assumed he had gorgeous angel wings, and that they looked similar to what was in front of you. which made you wonder...

reaching a hand out, your fingertips brushed the spot the wings met his back. before you knew it, he whirled in front of you, grabbing your wrist that was touching his wings.

you staggered back at his reaction, trying to pull free from his grip.

"Don't" he released you as you fell back into the chair, gaping up at him.

"luci... they're incredible! I- I didn't know they were so sensitive, my bad."

he left you to your studies, but you were completely breathless... wanting to touch them in full again.

meanwhile, as lucifer struck out of his office, his heart was erratic in his chest. the feeling of your hands gently stroking his feathers caused him to bristle, no one had ever dare to touch his wings before you...

Mammon

Somehow you and Mammon had ended up binge watching nature documentaries as he made an offhand comment about not knowing much about humans and their animals.

So, you had picked one about flying animals and now, the narrator was explaining the different types of wings and how each fits the species and their needs perfectly.

Eyeing the male next to you, you thought about his own wings.

“hey… Mammon?” you murmured, causing his head to turn towards you as he raised an eyebrow in question. “I mean… can you show me your wings? I kinda want to compare them to what I’ve seen in the human realm.”

He shuffles awkwardly between himself, turning his head away, “the hell would’ja wanna do that for? You’ve seen them plenty.” You huffed at his reply and grabbed his shoulders, turning his face towards you. Blinking up at him, you gave your best puppy dog eyes.

He squirmed away from you, “uGH, fine! Just… turn around!”

Happily scooching back, you felt a slight breeze as his wings popped out. Glancing at them, you stared in awe as you came closer, looking over the white, bony structure connected by a thin, black membrane that seemed almost translucent the more you looked at it.

You reached out a hand, fingertips brushing along the sharp edges. You felt Mammon shiver beneath your touch, his face becoming flushed as your gentle touch. Were they sensitive? You thought, bringing your hand to wrap around where it connected into his back.

He jolted, wings disappearing as he spun around to face you, sweat starting to slick his brow as he brought up his wrist to cover his mouth. “Alright! That’s enough, you can’t just poke and prod wherever ya please!”

You laughed, short and soft as he became more and more uncomfortable beneath your gaze. Settling back down to the couch, you continued on with the show.

Unbeknownst to you, Mammon was on fire, the spot where his wings met his back was on fire from your touch. He hadn’t realized how sensitive to your touch he was… but he couldn’t say he was complaining.

Diavolo

You had been playing some games with the lord of devildom, entertaining him with games, books, and more about different folklore and fantasy that humans were interested in. He was particularly interested in one of the mini board characters, a dragon to be specific.

“Indeed, it does look rather defiant, does it not?” he asked you. Nodding in reply, you grabbed the mini figurine from him and turned it around to study it. you took particular notice of it’s wings, the hook looking incredibly similar to the ones on someone’s wings…

“Hey, Diavolo? Could I see your wings for a minute?”

Eyes widening, he tilted his head at your request, looking at how you were contemplating the tiny statue in front of you. Did you mean to compare his wings to this…. Tiny clay thing? He smiled and the next thing you knew, Diavolo was in his demon form.

He turned around and rolled his shoulders back, stretching his wingspan to it’s full length. Your mouth dropped open. Fanned out in front of you, were the largest wings you had ever seen. The muscles and membrane that stretched between the structures of all four wings were nothing but impressive. You looked at the changing colors between the membrane, noticing tiny glistening cells that made up the brunt of it.

“Holy shit…” you murmured. To be honest, his wings very well could have been the inspiration of dragons. They looked incredibly strong… you reached out a hand instinctively to touch the …horn? On the top of his wing.

Diavolo laughed at your expression of awe and desire to touch his wings. No one had ever been bold enough to try and touch them, even Barbatos knew better than to brush past them. But you… were so delicate and curious about them. He assumed you thought they were the stuff of legends.

“Are they to your liking?” he flapped his wings, causing a gust of wind to overtake you. Blinking up at him you responded, “They are… something out of a fairytale, Dia. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything so…” you were at a loss for words, extending your hand towards the middle of his back, your fingertips brushing along his wingspan.

In a blink, he was towering over you, his wings cocooning you closer to him as you braced your hands against his chest.

“Oh! I- uh… I’m sorry,” you squirmed, backing into his wings. He laughed, transforming back to his casual clothes from before in a blink. He enjoyed teasing you, but you couldn’t ignore the glint in his eyes the way he turned towards you after you touched his skin.

“Well… shall we continue where we left off?” Diavolo gestured to the games laid out in front of him. You nodded, a bit spaced out by the whole ordeal.

“Dia, I have to admit, your wings are magnificent.” Glancing down back towards your book, you laughed as you plunged back onto the couch.

Unaware of his gaze, Diavolo felt an immense pride at the idea of you admiring him. He didn’t consider himself insecure by any means, but he felt his chest flutter at your words… and your touch, he felt his blood scream when you had touched them.

“Well you know… you can see my wings anytime you like.”

#obey me mammon #shall we date #obey me #mammon x reader #lucifer x reader #om! diavolo #diavolo x you #this has been fermenting in my drafts for like a week lmfao

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matrixbearer2024 · 2 months

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Vox x Reader Headcanons: Fiancé Edition

Fiancé!Vox x gn!Reader

A/N: MY BRAINROT IS BRAINROTTING OKAY I JUST NEEDED TO DUMP THIS STUFF SOMEWHERE AFTER SEEING ALL THE WIFEY ALASTOR AND LUCIFER STUFF- LIKE I LOVE THOSE TWO BUT LEMME YEET IN MY BELOVED SAMSUNG TV NOW YALL- THIS COULD MOST LIKELY BE OOC COMPARED TO CANON BUT LIKE- LET ME DREAM I WANT THIS FLATSCREEN SO BAD P L E A A A S E-

A/N: This little thingy would have both an SFW and NSFW portion, mostly because I'm a depraved little shit and I am downbad for a 7ft bipedal television with issues-

SFW HEADCANONS:

Now first off, y'all probably would've been dating a long long while before this mans would pop the question.

I feel like he'd know that he wants to marry you, but he's so unsure of it plus he's concerned about how that would affect you in all of it.

Like, oh great if this gets out suddenly you've got one of the biggest targets on your back because you're the technology overlord's fiance and soon to be wife/husband.

As if you hadn't already when you both started dating-

Vox is a perfectionist so I'd imagine he would try so so hard to get everything completely flawless for his proposal.

But nothing goes his way that day, none, nada, zilch-

That's just his luck, totally not because it got screwed over by a certain radio demon for shits and giggles.

But he ends up asking you anyway, though a bit indirectly because it slips during his irritated rant.

"I can't believe they managed to spill wine all over me back there! All over one of my best suits as well!"

"Hun, we could always send your suit to the professional cleaners. It's okay! We can always just go someplace else next time too-"

"No! That- ugh! I had all these plans today and they were just ruined! I wanted everything to be absolutely perfect for when I was going to propose to you-"

"You were gonna what-"

Vox immediately shut up once he realized his screwup then.

So much for keeping it a surprise!

That's kind of how you ended up with a diamond ring on your finger that night.

And that's how Vox ended that really stressful day with an extremely satisfying night.

He ditched work the next day and just spent it being all over you.

Yes he admires the ring on your hand from time to time, this man just stares.

You can betcho ass that ring is expensive as fuck too.

Like as if this man didn't kiss your hands enough, that new accessory marking a new chapter of your afterlives just makes him do it more.

He's actually kinda housewife material if you squint-

This man can cook and clean, and as a bonus he's filthy stinkin RICH.

Bro I need me one of these holy shit-

If he wasn't clingy enough before, oh boy get ready for this.

He will always have an appendage on you at all times, a hand on your lower back, your hip, in your hand-

Or he'd just have you in his lap while he worked on stuff in his office.

Also, Vox being possessive as all hell if someone so much as just stared at you too long-

Please that goes straight up to 1000% when you agreed to wear that ring.

You guys planning to get hitched doesn't stay secret for too long though.

With Valentino and Velvette sticking their noses in Vox's business as a daily pastime anyhow-

Hence why a lot of sinners started shipping you two.

And oh goodness the ship wars.

Sometimes Vox wishes the internet wasn't really connected to his brain-

The magazines went wild with that one too-

Cuz imagine, the richest and the pride ring's probably most esteemed bachelor-

Aside from Lucifer probably, Vox's marketing and PR team are insanely good at their jobs-

Was now off the market and due to get hitched with you.

I'd imagine even if Vox doesn't post anything on social media, you or Vel would-

Literally like those married couples on TikTok or something with a whole bunch of cute shit.

You can best believe the most cracked out shit happens while you're both engaged though.

"Oh this is Vox, he's my ex-boyfriend."

"... You have got to stop saying that. I'm their fiancé."

You did not stop saying that.

Actually you wouldn't stop saying that even when his title upgraded to husband.

Not that Vox cares, your shenanigans were what caused him to gravitate towards you in the first place.

And until now they're what keep your relationship fun and interesting.

"Hey hubby, ooooh~ you're looking like the hottest thing in all of the pride ring despite having just rolled out of bed."

"Hahaha, good morning to you too doll."

It doesn't register what you called him at first until he's had his coffee and then it clicks.

You play it off attempting to be coy until he replays the video of you greeting and calling him that on his face.

His. Face.

Sneaky little shit that's what-

He doesn't really respond to any other petname now, you've dug your grave.

"Vox."

"Vooooooxxxx-"

"What? What?? What do you want???"

"Can you peel this orange for me?"

"Really? That's it? Why don't you peel it yourself?"

"Because it tastes better when you do it?"

He does it eventually, hell if he's in a particularly good mood he'll even feed you.

That's always kind of how it goes when you ask him for things.

If it's something you want/can buy though?

You're already in possession of his credit card, just get whatever tf you want HAHAHAHA-

He's still a busy bastard though so it's not really much different from how it's like when you guys were dating-

But he genuinely tries to balance his work a little better to spend more time with you.

This man is such a workaholic though you end up having to drag his ass out of his office to rest anyway.

Again, nothing new from when you were just dating.

You guys jokingly throw around your soon to be marital titles in private.

Vox kind of feels like a kid in a candy store when you do, just giddy and excited for what's to come.

Not to mention he now has a partner in crime when he riffs on Alastor!

He'd be over the MOON if you just joined his chaos.

The radio demon probably wouldn't give a shit, he's just built different like that-

You both get so comfortable that you almost forget that you have a wedding to plan and set a date for.

Until Velvette asks about it and you're both just: "Oh. Right."

Your fiancé's schedule is so fucking packed though it was nearly impossible to.

This guy was going to work himself to death before you could tie the knot lmao-

But eventually you both got a date and venue settled, so that was one step closer.

NSFW HEADCANONS:

Okay so like, I know sinners can't actually copulate unless you're Lucifer but that's besides the point-

And Vox isn't really a family man at all-

But boy oh boy if he didn't have it before-

This man would have an insane breeding kink after you both got engaged.

This man wants to see you stuffed.

Literally doesn't matter if you're riding him or he's just impaling you on his cock-

This guy just wants to fill you up so bad.

I'd also think that you guys would be screwing around a lot more often after he popped the question-

Something about emotions constantly running high and dopamine being one hell of a drug.

I think Vox is a switch, so I'd also imagine he'd be more inclined to let you dom him every now and then.

Or when he just wants to be a bratty little shit please go ahead and tame him, he likes it.

You can kind of get away with more stuff when you're both engaged.

Like tease him a whole ton and he just bites hook, line and sinker.

It's already gotten to the point where the power in the tower would die often enough that Velvette herself has gone through some crazy lengths to cockblock her colleague.

Speaking of, Vox would probably use you as a stress reliever after work if you let him-

Like he will just fuck you stupid until all you say is his name because this guy is addicted to hearing it.

Or he'd let you fuck him stupid until he's so far into sub space he forgets about his shitty day.

Cuz if it's rough, it's rough with you two.

But on the gentler side-

It's just as addicting and if not probably a little worse.

Though you would probably be the one taking initiative/domming whenever you both have gentle rounds.

I'm all for Vox being able to switch some of his parts cuz he wanted to/can.

So y'all have fucking choices when it comes to wrecking this idiot.

Like a multiple choice exam, literally shotgun the fuck outta those answers like you deteriorate his mental.

And consequently the entire city's power grid.

"GODDAMNIT! VOX! (Y/N)! NOT AGAIN!!"

#hazbin hotel #vox x reader #vox #hazbin hotel vox #hazbin vox #hazbin hotel x reader #vox x you #hazbin vox x reader #hazbin hotel vox x reader #vox headcanons

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dazai-ritualist · 2 months

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i saw u were taking requests! uhmmm, i had this thought just recently; you know how in the v first ep of hh where alastor kinda runs his fingers up his staff thingie? well, That but him doing it to reader instead teehee 🤭

YOUR SWEET RADIO DEMON!

— on a date with alastor, he gets unusually possessive and jealous

— I SAW THIS ANDIMMIDEITYYL HAD TO WRITE IT

as infamously known by hotel residents and staff, alastor loves to invade others’ personal space; pulling them uncomfortably close, touching their faces— it’s the sheer entertainment to see them writhe uncomfortably under his harsh touch, knowing that he could make them disappear right now if he wanted to.

but, he especially likes to touch you, his dear. your puffy baby cheeks, your big eyes, your resting pout on those pretty lips; you’re simply just adorable, he could eat you up!

he has to admit, you’re also divinely gorgeous, what if other overlords try to steal you away from him? of course, no one would even compare to him, much less dare to… but, he must be cautious in case some egotistical sinner thinks that they’d be able to court you.

he’d thought about marking you, perhaps on the neck, but doing that would include unsightly deeds that he wouldn’t want to indulge in…

so then, he decided to do the next best thing; have you accompany him as a companion through his day. keeping you with him as he does his overlord duties, an arm safely around your waist. and, in return, he spoils you with lovely gifts of top-notch quality.

of course, there are better solutions to satiate his possessive behavior… but, this is the one that both of you find most enjoyable.

on one of these days, alastor followed you inside as the two of you went on a date to lu-lu world, taking you on all of the thrilling rollercoasters. to be quite honest, he had a fun time, albeit all the tacky circus decor throughout the place.

while at one of the game booths, you threw the bean bag, hoping to score some points. alastor used his shadow to pull it into the hole, making absolute sure you win.

the gamemaker’s jaw fell in awe, never usually having anyone beat the game. “lovely game, my dear! i believe there is a prize that was won?” alastor looked at the demon gamemaker who hurriedly brought a large lamb-like plushie, styled after charlie’s bodyguard, dazzle.

after all of that, the red skies of hell grew dark as nightfall came. you and alastor walked to the exit before you ran into a specific man.

“oh..! what are you doing here?” lucifer asked, slightly pointing his staff towards you, his face contorting to annoyance as he looked at alastor.

“alastor and i are on… um…” you wandered off, a little embarrassed to explain. “we’re on a date, of course!” alastor announced as he pulled closer to him by your shoulder, his fingers moving behind you to dance on your skin.

your posture straightened, subconsciously trying to move away from the ticklish feeling moving itself up on your spine. “i’d say the better question is what is a man such as yourself doing here alone, hm?” alastor glared down at him.

“well, for one— i own the place.” lucifer frowned back at alastor. “very well, then. we’ll see you around, i suppose!” alastor sighed, pulling you immediately away from lucifer and not even giving him the chance to bid farewell.

as alastor pulled you away, you saw his smile getting strained. “are you ok? why were you—“ “what was that about, my love? why did you not tell him yourself that we were on a date?” you asked before alastor interrupted, the radio static over his voice getting louder the more irritated he got.

your eyes avoided his as you searched your mind for an answer. “ah… well…” you bit your lip, stalling yourself as you came up with a reason.

“is it because you’d rather go on a date with him instead?” he snarled, his eyes clearly frustrated. “would you rather be with that lonely man? all he ever does is make rubber ducks!” he sighed, his jealousy ruining his composure.

“what?!” you frowned. “no… it’s just that… it’s a little embarrassing to explain things to other people. i also got a little flustered because i didn’t expect to see him here… i love you, alastor, promise…” you pouted, leaning your head on his chest

he sighed, satisfied with your response as he put a hand on your head. “good. because you’re mine, dear. don’t ever forget that. and, if you do…” alastor started before his hand once again moved to your spine, two fingers tickling your skin as they danced their way to the nape of your neck.

“agh, stop that!” you whined. “that tickles… don’t worry, i’m all yours.” you shook your head, baffled by the extent of his jealousy. “very good… i love you too, my dear.”

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #alastor #alastor hazbin hotel #alastor x reader #hazbin alastor #hasbin alastor #hazbin hotel alastor

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rubra-wav · 2 months

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Yes! That’s exactly what I meant with the butterflies and characters!

I now have another request for main cast +Rosie and how they’d react with a Toriel (undertale)! reader where they’re basically a super comforting mother-like figure. I specifically want their reactions to reader making Toriels iconic and homely butterscotch cinnamon pie.

The main cast + Rosie × Toriel-like reader hcs

[ Part 2/ x Lucifer ]

A/N Glad I got the first one right! I've mostly written this as generally parental to keep stuff more gn, but reader is definitely more maternal than paternal.

I love this prompt sm. Toriel is such a sweetheart, and I feel like a reader who's like her would be a massive help to the cast and their progress of redemption.

Cw: SFW, technically gn but I use the words 'mum or dad' to refer to reader, platonic, kinda hurt/comfort in parts, suggestive in Angel's, references to cannibalism in Alastor's and Rosie's

Charlie

- Charlie would love you so much.

- She's got absolutely horrendous unresolved parental issues from both parents, so she would attach to you so quickly.

- If you tell her how wonderful of a job she's doing and that you are proud of her as a warm, caretaking parental-like figure, then she's gonna be bawling like an absolute baby.

- You want an unofficially adopted daughter?

- When you bake her the pie, she will feel years of ignoring her damaged inner child absolutely smack into her at once.

- Runs over to you and just grips onto your shirt as she bawls into your shoulder, saying thank you over and over again and apologising for crying. Probably accidentally calls you mum or dad as you're there hugging her and is then super embarrassed after it.

- After that? Yeah, she just keeps calling you mum or dad accidentally. It just becomes habitual at some point, and everyone else in the hotel just kinda accepts it.

- I can see her unconsciously calling you mum or dad on the phone to Lucifer himself and Lucifer going nuts about it, thinking she's either talking about Alastor or Lilith has come back.

- It'll just be the Alastor shenanigans all over again, but when Lucifer actually sees you, he can't even be mad.

- You offer him tea and stuff you've made for his visit, and he's just there angrily stuffing his face while slightly crying because he's trying so hard to stay mad, but Charlie looks so happy as she talks animatedly about him to you and you're so genuinely sweet unlike Alastor.

- He's also lacking a massive spot missing in himself that Lilith left that you could fill.

- ... Want an unofficial adopted husband, too?

Vaggie

- At first, she really doesnt like you.

- Nah, she hates you straight up.

- Finds how you act for a demon to be greatly untrustworthy, and she's very defensive because she thinks you're just another Alastor who's trying to get close to Charlie to potentially harm her.

- After a while, though, she sees you are just genuinely a deeply abnormal demon as compared to what she's seen.

- Then she quickly warms up to you.

- She never thought she had any kind of missing parent spot in her heart, being an ex exterminator and all, but oh boy, was she wrong.

- She's never experienced any kind of presence like yours - as an exterminator, she didn't have parents.

- And because of that, she's suddenly found herself unable to stop crying for some reason as you hugged her and told her she's doing a really good job protecting everyone.

- She's never had that in this way. Charlie is, of course, supportive but not in a way that's parental.

- If you tell anyone about her crying in your arms, she says she will deny it and end you.

- When you offer her the pie, she doesn't break down like Charlie, but she's so happy. Has googly eyes about it and is fighting tears as you come and hug her.

- Very much appreciates you and all you do, in a much less 'going to start actually calling you mum/dad' way, though.

- Does somewhat attach to you like that however.

- Absolutely becomes particularly protective over you.

Angel Dust

- You vex him so greatly.

- At first, he thinks it's some kind of roleplay thing you were trying to get him to play out, and he's not into it at all.

- Downplays it if you're male with a; "Well, I'm not usually into that kinda calling people daddy, but -"

- Straight up tells reader he's not into that if reader isn't male, however.

- Is even more confused when you are horrified he thinks you're trying to bed him.

- All his years of coming across terrible people have made him avoid you like the plague, he doesn't trust you because you're just so?? Weird?

- Thinks you're trying to break his walls down with kindness so you can take advantage of him, so his guard is literally always all the way up with you.

- He cracks a bit, though, when he's had a rough night and you find him sitting on the lounge in the TV room with his head in his hands.

- You bring him a slice of the butterscotch cinnamon pie, hearing he likes sweet things, and some tea with a painkiller on the side of the plate.

- When he says thank you hesitantly, you just smile and hum before leaving.

- After that, he starts to warm to you.

- You help to patch him up if he ever gets injured and take care of him when he comes home wasted.

- When you patch him up/take care of him, you sometimes help brush his fur out, and he loves that a lot.

- Will lie about not liking it, though. He's not meant to like soft affection. It goes against his persona he tries to put on.

- The way he leans into your touch though whenever you do this is very telling.

Husk

- He doesn't like you at all.

- Finds the way you treat him deeply unsettling and borderline humiliating, and wishes you would just leave him alone.

- He's a grown man, he doesn't want to be treated like someone's kid - especially some random.

- When you back off, he's thankful for it.

- He appreciates when you do smaller gestures for him though that are less parental/ emotional and are more just practical.

- If you help him clean up, give him stuff to eat while he's working, volunteer to massage his shoulders, etc. He's happy.

- When you give him some of the butterscotch cinnamon pie, he's gonna bitch he doesn't like sweet things but he'll be lying about not liking it.

- Probably will try to recreate the recipe in secret late at night.

- Absolutely mortified when you find him absolutely covered in flour with a mixing bowl in his hands after hearing him sneeze loudly.

- The ingredients on the bench very clearly match what would be in a butterscotch cinnamon pie.

- When you say he could have just asked you what the recipe was, he gets incredibly defensive and vehemently denies it.

- You wave him off apologising for 'assuming wrong', then leave him to continue what he totally wasn't doing.

- He gives up after that and goes to bed rather embarrassed, getting caught on his bs.

- He's extra embarrassed when the next day he finds the recipe written on a piece of paper slid under his room's door.

- He acts like he doesn't like you still, but it's an absolute lie.

Sir Pentious

- Deeply paranoid about you in the beginning, naturally.

- He finds the way you act extremely strange and the way it makes him feel even stranger, so he avoids you for a while.

- One night when he thinks you're asleep he comes to look longingly at you like with other members of the hotel.

- Only to find you are not asleep at all, and are just reading late into the night, lost in a book.

- He inwardly curses and tries to leave, but the floorboards outside of the door creak with his movement, and he's mortified, anticipating getting the living crap beaten out of him.

- Is surprised when you smile at him and beckon him over instead, though, asking him what he's doing up so late.

- Slowly comes over to you and sits down next to you hesitantly. He's still anticipating a beating, but figures if he does what you ask he will receive less of one.

- You of course don't, and your soft nature sweeps him in. His tired and secretly touch starved self is very quickly falling asleep curled against you.

- After that, he quickly warms up to you, finding your caring, affectionate nature very much something he's missing and wants.

- When you serve him the cinnamon and butterscotch pie, he goes very weepy about it. He doesn't really like sweet things that much, but he's so soft about the gesture.

- Would probably be one to attach to you hard as a parent-figure as well. Would never allow himself to call you mum or dad though.

-If he does, it's mumbled out while he's very tired and not thinking while snuggled against you.

- One of his eggs hears this and later addresses it, and he's absolutely horrified.

Alastor

- He's another person who's particularly fond of you for the get-go.

- He has a surprising soft spot for people who act parent-like - especially when it's more on the motherly kind of side of things.

- So, from day one, he's treating you much more genuinely nicely than he usually would other people.

- He would never in a million years act like the others do with you. However, he certainly does not shy away from you doting upon him.

- He'd accept tea and pastries (even though they aren’t exactly to his usual tastes), as well as the affection and praise you give out liberally graciously with a smile and warmness that is not as forced as it is with others.

- But he would certainly never allow himself to become attached enough to you to see you like a parent to him. He's got one parent, and you could never replace her.

- When you come out with the butterscotch cinnamon pie, looking all homely and soft with it in your hands, he feels himself smile widely and let's out a laugh that's so lacking of the usual mocking/underlying bad intent that it would surprise the listener.

- Happy to tell you about his day each time he comes home over tea.

- Of course he doesn't discuss anything under surface level things, though he certainly likes the smalltalk you bring to the table.

- You may be able to crack his outward persona a little bit and get him to very vaguely touch upon what's going on with him under the surface, but even then, it's never truly honest or obvious as to what his true thoughts are.

- When he has the breakdown in the final episode, he particularly avoids you afterwards as he just knows he'd risk letting his walls down too much around you.

Niffty

- Another one who absolutely loves you from day one.

- You let her put on puppet shows with the dead insects she kills and compliment her messed up collections and art, though you do push her towards less sadistic/unhinged forms of entertainment.

- She doesn't stop what she does, of course, but she will take up some of what you recommend. Usually in a very twisted way though.

- ie. 'paintings of butterflies', but it's actual butterflies mixed with other insects like a messed up form of taxidermy all glued down onto a page.

- Likes having you around to do the mopping and vacuuming around the hotel with her.

- She of course helps with the work, but she particularly enjoys sliding full speed across the floor while it's wet towards you and watching you panic as you scramble to catch her.

- Also likes to sit on the vacuum cleaner when you use it talking about anything and everything.

- You usually both end up absolutely covered in soapy water by the end of cleaning.

- She also likes the meals and desserts you make for her very much.

- When you bring out the pie, she's sitting down and kicking her legs excitedly as she looks at it as you bring her a slice.

- After shes done, she's going over to you and is sitting in your lap while kicking her feet even more excitedly and cuddling up against you, basking in your hugs while giggling.

- Absolutely calls you mum or mama. Regardless of your gender, you'd be getting called mum by her.

Rosie

- Pleasantly surprised to meet a sinner like you.

- You two get on like a house on fire the second you meet.

- She's of course cordial, but it's much less forced around you, and she feels a lot more easy going around someone like you.

- She's absolutely beaming in every meeting you have and absolutely adores being around you at all points.

- She finds how you instantly try to take care of everyone around you - including her - absolutely endearing and extremely cute.

- Loves having tea with you and Alastor.

- It's not often she can find someone who is unafraid enough to have tea with not only her but also Al, so she's absolutely elated. Most people are scared for obvious reasons to dine with cannibals.

- Normally, she would turn down the kind of food you make, but she just cannot bring herself to.

- You're too sweet to say no to in her books.

- She's somewhat hesitant to try it like with most of what you bring when you bring out the pie, but is delighted when she does.

- Truly loves it, and your gestures are just so absolutely lovely to her.

- Doesn't attach to you as a parental figure at all, but certainly does love having you as a friend.

- She absolutely tries to dote on you in the same way you do with her.

- A bit hesitant to start cooking more normal dishes though, so she ends up asking you to cook with her.

- She's surprised at how fun it is to cook with you.

- Rosie and you end up starting to bake or prepare desserts for your teatime sessions with Al. It quickly becomes an activity she absolutely cherishes.

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still-a-morosexual-help · 1 year

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God, this man has the absolute worst case of nostalgia based rose tinted glasses

In nightbringer itself Asmo says the day before they Fell he was hiding from Raphael for messing with him/pissing him off

All of Lucifer's siblings (minus Levi, as far as we know) were frequently sneaking into the human world while they were actively at war with the Devildom and while it was forbidden to interact with humans

Mammon used the angels as his own giant chess set????

Mammon used to sneak into the human world to collect pigeon feathers and sell them to angels by saying they were Raphael's feathers, which is hilarious but is also A FUCKING SCAM THAT CURRENT MAMMON WOULD ABSOLUTELY PULL

The others actually thought Mammon would Fall long before he did because he was such a shit head

Asmo used to have his Asmo parties or Asmo nights or whatever up in the Celestial Realm despite Raphael saying parties are bad (I feel like the actual word he used was "immoral"? )

Asmo used to sneak into the human world to go partying with humans

It is heavily implied in s3 that asmo was fucking & sucking his way through the celestial realm (good for him btw get those sticks outta the angels' asses babe i believe in you <3 )

The twins and Lilith used to frequently sneak into the human world

Lilith started a whole ass relationship with a human and lied her ass off about it so that she could keep it secret

Lilith compared Michael to a jellyfish???? the first time she met him and that pissed him off

Lilith held a hell of a grudge

Belphie used to skip work so he could go nap

The brothers, as a team, used to catch frogs, cut holes in books, put the frogs into them and wait for Raphael to open them

The brothers, as a team, used to dig pits in the ground and cover them up so that other angels would fall into them (at least the frog thing was kinda funny this is just them being straight up dicks)

Raphael was constantly chasing them around with his spears and getting on Lucifer's ass about them because of how troublesome they were

S4 implies that the reason the brothers' pranks are more refined as demons, compared to when they were angels, is because they now have Satan

So yeah, they were always asses

But even if there is some truth in what Lucifer said about them being kind & sincere (and honestly, there is. We've seen more than enough evidence of it in the events, devilgrams, chats & s1-4) :

Levi says he was depressed in the Celestial Realm and felt like he didn't fit in.

Both Mammon & Beel didn't fit in until Lucifer found them.

Lilith definitely didn't feel like she fit in.

Lucifer, as a demon, says he'll never want to go back. Talking with Diavolo as an angel made him lose a little faith in the Celestial Realm. His greatest fear is possibly his father. Even before they Fell something in the Celestial Realm was pissing him off so much that he managed to spawn a whole other conscious life form - Satan says he gained his own consciousness even before Asmo was created meaning that anger had been festering for a long time.

As far as we know Asmo & Belphie were the only ones who were genuinely happy throughout their entire time in the Celestial Realm (and I think once Asmo gets used to his demon form he'll appreciate the freedom in the devildom over the strictness of the celestial realm)

Mammon, in Nightbringer, says that they know there's no real difference between being an angel or a demon and that they're all just labels.

Whatever sincerity and kindness they, may or may not have, had in the Celestial Realm wasn't because they were angels. Or because of the Celestial Realm.

It was in spite of all that.

It was just what they are like as people.

And of course that sincerity and kindness aren't gonna shine through right after a horribly traumatic event that killed their sister and permanently changed their bodies. And due to such an event & their Sins becoming more...more, they'll obviously be different and treat each other differently as demons.

But at the end of the day they are good, kind people, even as demons.

Like we've seen that.

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goldfishontheceiling · 5 days

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"Alastor is just using Rosie" NUH UH whips out the list

1. He is capable of making friends, as seen with Mimzy. So it's not that hard to believe that he can have another friend if one (cough cough MIMZY cough) just comes around when she needs something. Mimzy doesn't even benefit him in anyway, yet he doesn't cut her off, which shows he can make friends.

2. Aside from the cannibals in ep7, what else could he get from her? I mean she does recommend him deals sometimes, but anyone can do that. If his true goal was control over the cannibals then their bond would feel a lot more shallow, like ep1-ep5ish with Charlie.

3. If Alastor was using Rosie for deal recommendations (since she gives him "prime pickings for a deal to be made"), then why not just do so with a mutalistic relationship instead of having to form that bond?

4. He bleat like a fawn. If he was acting, he wouldn't let himself lose composure for an act.

5. They both kinda get close to eachother in a way they don't with anyone else. SHE PICKS HIM UP AND SPINS HIM AROUND AND HE DOESN'T SAY ANYTHING ABOUT IT. Sure, he hugged Mimzy, but if she ever did that? She would most likely be dead.

6. If anyone else openly/jokingly insulted Alastor, he would go all scary demon ahhhhhhhh. But Rosie? Perfectly fine.

7. The way he talks to Rosie is different to the way he talks to Charlie. With Charlie he's a little bitch sometimes (oh Charlie you look an absolute mess!) and he kinda takes every chance he can to be a little bitch while still being nice and showing he's important.

8. Rosie knows things about Alastor that he hasn't even figured out (I know your an ace in the hole!), and for Rosie to know these things, that would require Alastor to open up about himself, which he doesn't like doing because "must be mysterious radio deer man." Even to Charlie, who he does have a bond with, SHE STILL JUST THINKS OF HIM AS "MYSTERIOUS RADIO DEER MAN"

9. Hating someone together is one of the easiest ways to start a friendship, especially in hell, where people hating each other is really common (Susan? Susan)

10. If he truly was manipulating all of his friends, he's a sinner, he still has a humanish mind. Humans crave bonds with other people as part of their instincts. And you could just get fake ones, but if you're the manipulator in that situation you'll know it's all fake and it won't leave you fufilled. Which is why having one or two genuine friends (Rosie/Mimzy) would have to be a requirement.

11. He has manipulated other Overlords in the past, like Vox. But with Vox, they would realistically never get along. Same with Vaggie, Angel Dust, etc, he just wouldn't be able to form a true bond with/a very strong both with those people. So yes, he's manipulating/has manipulated them. Rosie on the other hand? They're both cannibals from similar time periods, with similar interests, and they hate the same people.

12. Rosie is smart. She easily reads Charlie, a stranger, like a book. And if she's known Alastor for years (which she most likely has), she knows how to read him past that stupid permanent smile. So even if he was manipulating her, she would know.

13. He HATES Susan, and Vox, and probably some other people I can't think of off the top of my head. He can't stand them. So if he hated Rosie? He wouldn't be able to fake a bond like the one they have.

14. His pupils dilate around Rosie, which is a sign that you like/love whatever it is that you are looking at

Look at these

COMPARED TO THESE

AND IT ONLY HAPPENS WHEN IT'S JUST THEM TWO

15. Rosie agrees with him when he says that Charlie is "filled with potential that I could guide," so she knows that he's using her for that kinda stuff. With that moment it shows that she understands that Alastor is helping Charlie with her dream in exchange. I swear I had more thoughts on this one but then I got distracted with finding screenshots for 14-

Bonus reason that's more silly then reason: THAT DANCE IN READY FOR THIS IS TOO COORDINATED THEY HAD TO HAVE PRACTICED IT

#i had to hold myself back from going full autism mode #because if i didn't this post would just be a giant wall of capital letters #anyway tag time #hazbin hotel #alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin alastor #alastor hazbin #rosie hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel rosie #hazbin rosie #rosie hazbin #alastor and rosie #platonic radiorose #qpr radiorose #radiorose #rosie and alastor #idk what else to tag

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anemptypuddingcup · 17 days

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Wishes aren’t real.

Samurai Zoro x Female Maid Reader.

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4

Contains: Non-consensual to consensual fingering & pussy eating. Semi-public fingering & oral. Face-riding. Reader squirting for the first time. Guys Zoro has to have a long tongue in this fic idc what ANYONE says. Zoro does not know how to express love without forcing his affection onto Reader. Zoro genuinely loving Reader. Zoro obsessing over Reader’s body. Zoro obsessing over taking Reader’s virginity. Reader being patient with Zoro. Reader is allowed outside of the estate and in the backyard. Reader and Zoro drinking and talking. Intoxicated Zoro & Reader. Kinda gets heartwarming in this one. A bit of time-skipping.

The feeling of soreness ran throughout the lower half of your body and slowly began to wake your body up as you slowly turned over onto your side. Your brows furrowed as you mewl and groan out sleepily, your eyes slowly opening and your vision blurry but still catching the tall and large frame of your master Zoro. A heavy sigh left your lips as you groggily prop yourself up onto your elbows, your head slowly raising as you struggled to get the sleep out of your eyes.

You slowly sit up and yawned, your hand unconsciously lifting the quilt to cover up your breasts from Zoro. Zoro looks down at you and smiles before moving down and peppering a kiss onto your temple. The feeling of his slightly-chapped lips touching your skin gives you a sense of warmth as you smile at his warm and loving kiss.

“Good morning sweetness.” He says, a loving sigh leaving his lips as he stared down at your smaller frame for a while. You sleepily look up at him before sighing out, your mind and body both mentally and physically exhausted from last night. “Good…Good morning.” You respond, your body wobbling a bit unconsciously as it begged for you to lay back down into Zoro’s futon.

“I see you’re not as energetic as you usually are. I’ll be tending to you today, so you don’t have to worry about doing any chores today.” Zoro’s groans out, his hand trailing up to his disheveled and unkept mossy strands before he scratched at his head. You whine out and slowly slide back into his futon, pulling the blankets over your body and huffing out in exhaustion.

Zoro stared down at your now frozen frame for a moment, his eye studying your body as it slowly rose and lowered from your breathing. He feels his heart beginning to pound again as he watched you fall back asleep, his body and mind growing feral and hungry for that feeling again.

That feeling of his hands and his mouth against every part of your body. Every orifice, every appendage. Every single detail on every inch of your goddamn skin. He wanted to tear you apart again- He wanted to break your body down into pieces just as he did last night. He wanted to hear those broken yet pleasured cries tear past your lips.

Fuck, nothing come compare to how bad he wanted to tear into you. How bad he wanted to just tear that hymen to pieces and make you bleed all over him. Taking away your pureness would be absolute love to him. Knowing that he’s the one to take you and have you for his own and not anyone else is what makes him so high and hot.

He couldn’t wait much longer, just a slight thought already had his cock so erect to the point where he felt his shaft hurting and begging to be inside of you. His breaths began to grow heavy yet shaky, and he could feel his body beginning to tremble and lose its balance.

He reaches a hand out to your body and grabs the quilt before slowly peeling the blankets off of your body. Your body shudders at the feeling of the blankets sliding off of your body, and you slowly peek over your shoulder to see your dearest master…staring down as you like a demon wanting to tear into your skin.

Your body unconsciously shoots up from the futon and you slowly scooted back and away from him. He moves in closer and reaches his hands out to you before grabbing your face and pulling you closer to him. You shut your eyes tightly and trembled in fear, afraid that he might hurt you or maybe even worse.

He peppers a kiss to your lips and huffs out, his thumbs caressing at your cheeks while you trembled in his hands and whined out shakily.

“I’m sorry…” He says, his thumb tracing over the softness of your lips.

You eyes slowly opens and widens in response and you could feel a bit of warm tears brew at your eyes while he tried to wipe them away.

“I…I know I had hurt you for my own selfish gain…and disregarded your feelings in the process…I can’t say I didn’t mean to but…I apologize deeply for my behavior…” He says, his hands pulling away from your face and lying down flat to his lap. He bows down low to you, biting his lip while his brows furrowed.

He was genuinely struggling to keep his composure with you and you could see some of it.

You sat there in silence, staring at him while tears continuously ran down your face. Sniffles had left you as you repeatedly wiped away at your endless tears, struggling to hold them back and yet feeling so much…relief.

At least he understood that what he was doing was wrong…

You press you hand to his head and he could feel how hard you were shaking. He was sure that he had scared you well enough, enough to the point where you’d flinch no matter what move he made.

“P-Please…You…You don’t have to bow…” You say, your voice slightly obscured by your sniveling. Zoro’s slowly raises his head and he sighs out before grabbing your hand and pressing a kiss to it. His hand cups your face once again and he wipes your tears away before pressing smooches to them.

“I just…I can’t express myself to you correctly.” He admits to you, pulling away and crossing his arms before looking away from you. “What…Whatever do you mean sir?” You asked him, looking up into his eye while he huffs out in response.

“I have…I…I share deep feelings for you…you and your delicate body. Your body that’s pure and hasn’t been touched by anyone else other than my own hands.” Zoro admits with honesty, his voice empowering and emphasizing such obsession for your body and you.

You couldn’t help but to blush at his words.

“I’ve never really went deep into dating anyone, let alone touching someone…I didn’t expect myself to encounter someone who’s precious as a gem and yet still hasn’t blossomed to the fullest.” He continues, his face now growing flustered as he spoke out his feelings towards you.

You were swooned by his words yet still nervous. It was obvious that this man liked you and yet you couldn’t act like you didn’t like him either. Even if you wanted some type of relationship with this samurai, this just wasn’t the right approach. It wasn’t a good start.

“Zoro…” You spilled, your body uncurling and stretching your arms out to him for hug. His brows raise in response and he sighs out heavily as he held back the urge to just…snatch you.

He slowly yet shakily wrapped his arms around your body, pulling you into his embrace while he inhales your scent and adored the feeling of his fingertips against your skin. “I…I like you too. I’m willing to be patient with you, Zoro.” You whisper to him, giving him a warming smile while he smirks back before blushing softly.

“Thank you…”

Zoro was there on his knees, crouching down as he slid his hand along the warm and minty fresh-scented waters.

“I’ll be doing everything today. You don’t have to do any chores or anything for the day.” Zoro says to you, his eye peering behind him so see you sitting there on the stool, your body uncovered and naked on the wooden stool. You nodded and watched as stood up to his feet before staring down at you.

You stood up off of the stool and gripped his hand tightly, hissing in slight pain due to the soreness in your lower body. He slowly slips you up off of your feet and walks you over to the tub before gently setting you into the warm water. You sigh out in relief as you sink down into the water, your body loosening up as you began to relax and enjoy the temperature.

Zoro slowly steps into the tub and sits beside you before huffing out, his arms crossed as he sat there and enjoyed the warmth of the water enveloping his lower body. You shut your eyes and mewl out in relaxation, your body not moving an inch while you lied there. You prop your legs up against his stronger thighs, and you stare up at him before blushing a bit.

Zoro quirks a brow to you before looking away, a groan leaving his lips as he looked around for his washcloth. You grabbed yours and dug around for the soap, looking around for it in the water while Zoro watched. “W-Wh- Where’s the soap? I can’t find it…” You asked, looking up at Zoro with cute and sweet doe eyes. Zoro bit his lips and sighs out before handing you the soap, watching as you slwoly took it from his hands and began using it on your washcloth.

Zoro was already struggling to sit in the bath with you and watching you bathe really just made everything worse for him. Watching the soap-covered rag coat your body in soapy suds made him growl out lowly to you. Your body was so defined, beautiful with a bit of shape that Zoro was attracted to.

You slowly stood up out of the water to wash in between your legs and Zoro groans out in aroused irritation, his hand playing softly at his tip as he watched you scrub along your inner hips and in between your legs followed by your inner thighs. Zoro turns his head and waited for you to finish, his hand softly playing at his cock while he waited for you to finish bathing.

“What would you like for breakfast?” Zoro asked, looking down at you while you stood there all sweetly. “It doesn’t matter…Whatever you’d like I’ll eat it.” You say smiling to him, your hands reaching out for the tea-pot full of hot tea. “Alright, just take the tea to the tea-room and I’ll bring the breakfast in there.” Zoro responds, looking back to you and watching as you nodded.

You look around in the cupboards and grabbed two teacups before placing them onto the tea tray and walking down to the tea-room. Your body took slow and careful steps but you begin to hiss out suddenly as the soreness quickly began to kick in again. Zoro turns over to you, looking over his shoulder while he saw you just standing there.

“Everything alright? You stopped walking.” He asked you, his hands now slicing at some vegetables while he continuously stopped to dig around for his rice-cooking pot and wok. You then over to him and smiled, hiding your pain or at least trying to cover it up from him.

“Y-Yes sir! I’m fine!” You responded before quickly walking off and out of the kitchen. Zoro watched as you make your way around the corner before he sighed out, shaking his head while he continued slicing at some vegetables.

You walked down the corridor in silence with only your thoughts making it loud. It was a bit of a walk down but you make it to the doors of the tea-room, a little sigh leaving you as you slowly slid the doors open and stepped inside.

You set the tea-tray down and walk over to the sliding doors that lead to outside before sliding them open, your eyes glimmering as they landed on the beautiful scenery outside. “So beautiful…” You hum out to yourself, admiring the stone pavement, soft gravel and the beautiful garden of flowers. The Sakura tree’s petals flowed along with the wind and you watched as they fell into the river.

It was such a beautiful scene…it almost made you forget that…you couldn’t even go outside anymore. A sigh leaves your lips as you slowly turned around and freeze as you notice Zoro’s frame standing there, watching you stare outside. “S-Sir! I didn’t hear you come in..” You sigh out heavily, holding your chest as your heart fluttered slightly from sudden shock.

Zoro smirks at you before walking over to the low table, his hands carrying two plates for both you and him. “I thought you were supposed to be pouring my tea.” He chuckled to you, slipping his shoes off and setting your platters onto the table.

“Y-Yes sir!- S-Sorry!” You apologized, rushing back over to him and giving him a nervous smile. You make your way over to the low table and slide your geta off before sitting yourself down onto your cushion, now getting a good whiff of what Zoro had cooked you both for breakfast.

Your stomach growled as the scent of your breakfast fills your nose, a hum leaving you as you reached out for the teapot and pours you and him some tea. “Breakfast smells wonderful! What did you cook?” You asked, a bit of curiosity prickling at your mind as you stared up at him.

Zoro finally sits down before you and lifts up the tops covering your plates, revealing omurice alongside some rice balls. Your eyes sparkled at the food, there was so much on your own plate and his.

“Omurice. I added a few more meat and vegetables along with the rice to give it a bit more protein I guess.”

You scoop a bit of the loaded fried rice onto your spoon and blew on it a bit before taking a bit and moaning out at the taste.

“So good!~” You whimpered, covering your mouth while you chewed and enjoyed the flavors that melted and merged in your mouth.

“Thanks…I learnt it…from a friend. I stir-fried the rice in some butter and added a bit of MSG. That’s my personal touch though…” Zoro sighed out, his face beginning to burn a deep shade of red as he grew flustered.

You smiled and giggled to him before taking another bite of your breakfast, humming out at at taste and adoring how every bite was full. You turn over to Zoro and noticed that he was staring outside, listening to the beautiful noises of nature and the sound of birds chirping outside.

“Is there something wrong?” You asked him, looking up to him. Your voice catching his attention and making him gaze towards you. “Mmh? Just thinking is all.” He sighed out, his head resting both of his palms as he turned his head back towards the scenery. You look down at his plate and realized that he haven’t even took a bite at his food yet.

“Aren’t you hungry?” You asked him, pouting a bit as you stopped eating and turned over to him. He doesn’t answer you and you watched as he slowly stood up from his cushion and walk over to the outside doors of his tea-room. “Zoro…?” You called out to him, setting your spoon down and rushing up off your cushion and over to him.

Zoro stood there with his arms crossed, inhaling the fresh breeze as the wind blew and kissed his skin. “It’s been a while since I’ve been outside my backyard…Everything still looks as beautiful as it always did before…” Zoro says lowly to himself, staring outside while you stared up at him.

“It is pretty outside…I’ve never seen such a nice yard…” You responded to him, smiling as you watched the Sakura petals flutter in the wind.

Zoro looks down at you before looking back up and out his backyard.

“Would you like to go out there and have a drink with me? We both need some fresh air and my backyard is rather large for you to explore.” Zoro asked you, looking down at you while you stared up at him with widened eyes. “Y-Yes! I’d love to! I would love to go and sit outside with you Zoro!” You beamed, a smile appearing across your face while you stared up.

Zoro chuckles and walks away from you. “Cover up our breakfasts then and I’ll go get my sake.” He said, slipping his shoes back on before he walks over to the shoji doors leading back to the hallway. You stared at him for quiet some time and he smiles to you before walking out of the tea-room.

You sighed out and ran over to the low table, placing the tops back onto your plates before slipping your shoes back on and turning over towards the outside door. You ran back over to the outside doors and stared outside while you waited for Zoro.

He came back shortly with a large bottle of sake in his hand, his body trailing over to yours as he grabbed your hand. He steps down from the porch and guided you down, watching as you took your time and stepped down onto the soft gravel below.

“Come, it’s safe to walk around here.” He says, giving you a little smirk as he pulled you along and guided you throughout his backyard. You observed his beautiful backyard, noticing the colorful flowers and the Sakura trees flowing with the wind and leaving their petals behind. “So beautiful…” You hummed out in awe, walking with Zoro while he looks down at you with a smile.

“I didn’t necessarily worked on the garden that much, I’m surprised it turned out so beautiful.” Zoro responded, his frame halting before he slowly got down onto the gravel and sat there comfortably. You followed and lowered yourself down beside him, looking up at him while he pulled two small cups from his robe.

He hands you one and opens up his sake, pouring a bit into he cups before he lifted his cup first. “Cheers?” He asked you, holding his cup out to you while you stared at it for a moment. You gave him a little smirk before lifting your glass as well, making him smirk to you.

“Cheers, Zoro.” You said to him sweetly.

You both clicked your glasses together before downing your drinks in one sip, a heavy yet refreshing sigh leaving the both of as you sat there in silence for a little bit.

Zoro pours himself another cup before he turned to you, his smirk still spread across his face while you reach your cup out to him once again.

“Another…please?”

…

“I had more fun days when I was younger in my mid twenties. It’s so boring nowadays.” Zoro sighed out, a chuckle leaving him while he stared down at your gleaming face that shined in the sunlight.

You both had been sitting there for hours, talking and ranting about things that not even you had talking about with anyone. You giggled to him and took another sip of your sake, the alcohol clouding your mind though still a bit intact.

“I never had a lot of fun moments in my life…I’ve had more fun back when I was a kid but…if I had to be honest…I’m enjoying my time with you Zoro.” You admitted to him, looking up into his only eye while yours grew half-lidded.

Zoro smiles down at you before moving down to you, his hand cupping your face and caressing your soft cheek. He moves in and presses a smooch to your softer lips, the taste of the alcohol lingering on both of your lips.

“Well I’m happy you are…I’m enjoying my time with you too~” He hums out before pulling away from you, his hand moving away from your face while you gave him a bit of a pout.

You look away as your face grew a deep shade of red, the alcohol making you yearn for more of his affection.

“Z…Zoro..”

“Hm?”

You reach your hands up to his face and pulled him back closer to you, opening your mouth slightly before pressing your lips deep against his. A moan leaves your lips as you felt him sigh out before he’d softly wrapped his arms around your small and fragile frame. He groans out and pulls away but you pulled him back into your lips, startling him and making him groan out shakily.

He could tell that the alcohol was clouding your mind, but you couldn’t have been that drunk. You didn’t drink that much so he’d just assume that maybe you were just yearning for some of his affection. Or maybe this was probably your first time handling alcohol…

With your lips against his, he softly slid a rough hand up your leg which causes you jolt and pull your lips away from him so suddenly. You looked up into his eyes before looking away and that was when he could tell that you were probably still scared of him.

He grips your leg and pulls you closer to him, making you struggle against him before you fell down onto your back. You look up at Zoro and watched as he spreads your legs open before lifting them up, making you whine out shakily to him.

“Mmgh- Z-Zoro- P-Please Zoro!” You say frantically, inhaling deeply as you began to panic and flail around suddenly. “Please…Don’t be scared of me. I just want to…touch you.” He said with honesty, his hand shoving your kimono up which revealed your bare cunt to him. You stared up at him as you let out shaky breathes, turning your head away as you felt him touching pussy.

Running his thumb along your clit, he pulled it away and watched as a string of slit followed after. You were soaking…dripping for him in fact. He couldn’t tell if this was your genuine feelings or the fact that the alcohol was staining your system. For all he knows, your cunt could just be soaking from the previous night you both had. “You’re soaking…is that because of me…?” He asked you, his eyes gazing up to you and your fearful expression.

You didn’t answer him but he smiled to himself, happy that he had done something to make you feel this way. He teases at your slit to try and get your attention, a shaky sigh leaving your lips as your hips began to squirm beneath his hands. One of his larger hands gripped at your hip while the other teased at your pussy, trying to just get you to look at him while he’d please you.

He dips his head down between your thighs, pressing his lips against your slit before running his tongue through your folds. You moan out suddenly and turned to him, staring down at him while his emerald eye stared deep into yours. “Z-Zoro…Ahhh~” You mewled out to him and jolted from the sudden pleasure, feeling his tongue run against your clit.

You feel him slide two of his digits past your entrance, the feeling of your wonderful velvety walls suck his fingers in. God you were so warm inside, just feeling your walls tighten around his fingers made him grow an erection damn near immediately. His tongue began to swirl at your sensitive pearl before he’d move his tongue all along your labia, savoring your flavor and yearning for more of you.

You lied there above him, gasping and mewling out for him while he’d pleasure your pretty yet innocent pussy. He was surprised that his fingers hadn’t stretched you out and tore your hymen yet. That’s all he wanted, he just wanted to deflower you and take his innocence away from you so badly. You were someone that he wanted and needed, and even when he does deflower you he’s not just gonna ditch you afterwards.

He adored you too much to do so.

A moan leaves you as he behest thrusting his digits in and out of your pussy, his fingertips repeatedly kissing your sweetened spot while you couldn’t help but to squirm and melts beneath his grasp. “O-Oh~ Oh god~ Z-Zoro~” You moan out his name and reached out for his green mossy strands, pulling his head farther into his cunt while you whine out to him.

“M-More~ P-Please g-go faster~” You gasped out so sweetly to him, your words making his eye widen in response. His brows raise as he lifts his head to look up at you, his eyes staring down into yours while you stared back to him with a needy expression written all over your face.

“M…More…?” He asked, staring at your pretty face while you nodded in response. He wastes no time dipping his head back between your thighs, a moan leaving you as you felt him slurping at your cunt while he thrusted his fingers faster in and out of your pussy.

“Oh! R-Right there please Zoro!~” You whine out, biting your bottom lip rather hard while you arched your back. Your geta had slipped off of your feet as your toes curled, your hips thrusting up and rather hard against his mouth. “Mh- Wait! Wait…Hold on.” Zoro groans out and pulls away before rolling over onto his back, his fingers sliding out of your pussy before he suckled on them and indulged in your flavor.

You sat there and stared at him for a moment and realized that he wanted you to get on his face. “Come on, I promise I’m going to be okay. I just…need to feel you against my face.” He says, huffing out to you while he lied there. You nodded and moved over to him before holding your hips over his head, your cunt dripping a bit of slick down into his lips.

He licks his lips and huffs out before his hands gripped your hips, a groan of ecstasy leaving him as he watched you lift your kimono up for him. “Fuck please, please ride my face. I need your pussy against my lips.” He huffs out, his face giving off a look of pleasure as he stared up at your leaking cunt for a few minutes.

You sigh out and slowly lowered your hips but Zoro slammed them suddenly onto his lips before he began suckling at your cunt again. A moan leaves you as you felt him shove his tongue past your entrance and into your pussy, feeling around for your g-spot whilst still stimulating your walls.

“Ah~ Z-Zoro~” You mewl out and roll your hips against his mouth, your clit occasionally bumping up along his nose while you grind your hips against him. Zoro held on tight to both of your hips while you held your kimono up for him, his hands pulling and sliding your hips repeatedly against his face so roughly.

You breathe out heavily and arched your back as you grind up against his tongue, trying to to find a certain angle to feel his tongue kiss your g-spot. A gasp leaves you as Zoro lifts and slams your hips against his mouth, your body shuddering as you felt your lower tummy starting to tighten up.

“Ah! I-I’m close Zoro!~” You whined, your hips growing more frantic as you ride his face with desperation. Zoro grinds out and lifts your hips before gasping out slightly. “Cum on my face baby, just fucking cream on my face.” He groans out, his hands pulling your hips back down as he now focuses on your clit.

You whined out and gripped your kimono linen tightly, gasping out angelically as you grind yours hips against him a few more times. “Hah!~ I-I’m cumming!~ F-Fuck Zoro I’m cumming!~” You whine out and arch your back, your face scrunching up in adoring pleasure while your eyes rolled up uncontrollably. “F-Fuck, Fuck!~” Your mouth opens and releases a silent moan, your body shuddering heavily against Zoro’s face as you squirt onto his tongue with a deep and heavy gasp.

Zoro holds your hips still against his lips and he suckles at your pussy, lapping at your juices while your pussy continues to gush against his tongue. Warm tears brewed up in your eyes and began running down your face while a bit of drool unconsciously slips down to your chin, your face all sticky as you struggled to handle your orgasm.

You struggled to lift yourself off of his face but when you do, you fall down onto the soft gravel and lied there limp for a few moments. Zoro lifts his head and looks around for a napkin and shrugs, just settling on leaving his face dirty and sticky for the time being. He turns over to you before shifting over, his eyes looking down at you.

“Oi, are you alright?” Zoro asked, staring down at you while you breathed heavily and struggled to keep yourself together due to your orgasm.

“I-I’ve…I’ve never squirted b-before…t-that was my first time…” You gasp out shakily, wiping your tears away as you body fell weak and frail. Zoro holds your body in his arms and presses his sticky lips against yours, sighing out as he pulled you close and held your smaller frame against him.

“Did you feel good?” He asked you, his face softening as he stared down at you. You smile sweetly yet weakly to him. “Of course I did…I…I liked it this time…” You admitted, reached your arms out to Zoro and wrapping them around his neck. You pepper a kiss to his cheek before he turns over and kissed your lips once again, a groan leaving him as he pulled away and licked his lips.

He slowly stands up with you in his arms and sighs out, his frame turning around back over to the tea-room before he looked back down to you.

“I guess we’re gonna have to freshen up again.” He sighed out to you, giving you a little smile. “I’m…I’m fine with that, Zoro.” You replied to him, holding on to him tightly while he held you close.

Finally, you were overcoming your fear of him. Fuck, as much as he wanted to tell you he couldn’t…but he’s so…so proud of you, for trying to grow over your fear…your fear of his affection.

#wishesaren’trealseries #puddingcupfics #one piece #one piece smut #one piece fluff #op smut #op fluff #one piece x female reader #one piece zoro #op zoro #zoro smut #zoro fluff #roronoa zoro #roronoa zoro x reader

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oceanofsinners · 5 months

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“They love me, they love me not.”

Yan!Pervy cupid x gn innocent succubi/incubi reader ♥︎

[mdni, or do, i don't care enough to block y'all tbh. NSFW, first time in a while writing it so apologies ack. tw/cw: mentions of violence, blood, religious stuff kinda. lmk if i have to add smth else too! also?? sorry for disappearing i got stuck in the hospital, ouchies!! also holy fuck this is 2.k words ive never wrote that much...]

Nova wasn't...normal. Well, to be fair, it wasn't their fault he was created this way. It was Father’s fault.

Being born a Cupid, but being unable to feel most emotions, or even love. How ridiculous. Pathetic, even. Compared to their brothers and sisters, he was useless.

They grew up alone and isolated, no one wanted a Cherub whose expression was always bored. No one wanted a Cherub who never wanted to play with the others or found joy in small things.

He grew up in one of the few orphanages in Paradise, some human souls for foster parents who weren't able to have kids themselves, happy to have any.

Angels were meant to be cheerful and optimistic, they were neither. Many thought he'd grow up to be a Guardian Angel or an Archangel.

Never a Cupid. Especially a Love Cupid. Maybe a Heartbreak Cupid, even Erotic Love Cupid, but Love? They didn't even truly understand what the word meant. Or so everyone thought.

Angels were meant to be non-judgemental. Meant to be “kind” and believe in everyone. Angel’s are not. Angels are just as judgemental, perhaps even more than humans.

The other Cupids always watched him in disdain when they were training, he always dragged their class down, being worse at it than most of the others.

But then, in high school, something changed. See, Angels and Demons typically don't like each other.

Angels hate Demons for falling, and Demons hate the lies Angels say. But in the end, they are one and the same.

Only one’s halo is broken, the other’s is perfectly fine. No, not halo, horns. If there was one thing special about Nova, it was their “halo“, or horns.

They were a beautiful baby pink color that matched the pearly white hair that reached his shoulders, with pretty gold and bright pink streaks, that made their purple eyes pop.

Even though Nova couldn't feel anything, he was beautiful. Freckles were made in the forms of constellations scattered over brown skin, and white eyelashes that looked like snowflakes.

They were beautiful. Ethereal. An Angel, through and through. He never imagined they'd fall willingly, even hating the thought.

But, maybe for one person, he would. That person is YOU.

The Demons and Angels made an agreement, there was an academy built, for both Angels and Demons of all ranks and backgrounds, a sort of truce.

Nova was one of the angels chosen, amongst many others. They didn't care about it, just wanting it to be done already. To get the embarrassment over.

Days turned into weeks of staying in the shadows, going to boring classes, eating lunch in empty classrooms, studying all night, and repeat.

It was boring, but it's not like Nova had anything he could do about it. Another day of stupid school, of stupid wars between haughty Angels and Demons who liked fighting.

Except this time, Nova got caught in the crossfire. Cuts covered their skin, golden blood leaking down and ruining his beautiful clothes.

One of the Demons had them pushed up against a wall, claws to his throat, and they stood there blank gaze. Nova raised a brow as the Demon got pushed, and went to walk away.

Then YOU came. You seemed confused at the fight, trying to make peace despite it being fruitless. You paused at the sight of him, before gasping and quickly running over.

“Ah, you're bleeding! Gosh, I told these dummies to stop fighting, they just don't listen!” You frowned, trying to appear upset but you just looked like a kicked puppy with a pout.

You pulled them off to the side, reaching inside a black messenger back absolutely covered in cutesy stickers and pins from different bands.

Nova took the time to look at you, really look at you. It was strange. Why was his heart beating so fast? Wings fluffing up? You were beautiful. One of the prettiest Demons they’d ever seen.

That's what clued him into what you were, an Incubus or Succubus. Really, there was no difference between the two except for their behavior. Incubus tended to be more assertive, and Succubus more passive.

Before Nova could think about anything else, you pulled a first aid kit out, opened it up, and pulled a pack of bandaids out.

You started disinfecting their wounds, before putting those cute, colored bandaids on each wound.

Nova looks silly like this, mostly black, Gothic ensemble, even with his pastel eyes and horns, they still looked less like an Angel and more like a Demon.

And there you were, broken halo turned into a pair of horns, dressed in cutesy clothes, putting brightly colored bandaids on the mean-looking Cupid.

With every fleeting touch, Nova felt embers light under his skin, his cheeks warming even further. ‘...What...What is this feeling? I don't...’

Before Nova even realized it, they were leaning even further into your cold, almost dead touch. You paused, before giggling and roping your arms around his shoulders.

“Wow! You're super friendly, I like you, your hair too, it's super duper long! What's your name?” You asked, playing with his long hair, curling it around your fingers.

“Casanova. But people call me Nova, usually. What's yours?” Nova looked up at you, a lovesick hazy look in his purple eyes, heart pupils. How amusing. A Cupid falling for an Incubi/Succubi. What are the odds?

“Oh! Right! It's—” Before you can finish, a teacher begins herding everyone to their classes. Nova’s pissed —‘How...Why do I feel so angry?’— but goes along with it, delighted to see you wave with a sheepish grin, fangs showing.

Nova doesn't know your name. But he doesn't need to. You're his angel in their mind, the one and only made for him.

Very quickly you become a prominent part of his life, their parents even allowing you to stay at their house while the program goes on, happy to see their child so happy for once.

With so many emotions suddenly hitting him all at once, it's no shock they fall harder than he should, becoming obsessed fast and hard.

Nova begins realizing things they'd never realized before. The curves of your body. Those soft eyes he wants to see sobbing from pleasure. Those lips open, gasping their name—

But it ends far too soon. The program is forced to close, and you're gone just as fast as you came. Nova hates how empty he feels when you're gone, wondering how he ever lived without you.

He feels cold inside, a part of him disappearing with you. Something they can NEVER get back. He tries to be normal, smiling when he should, crying when he should, just be normal.

It's easy for a while. To pretend. No, BE normal. Far too soon, or maybe far too late, he graduates high school. Then college.

Years fly by, “friends” come and go, lovers he didn't give a shit about disappear after they get bored, and more and more blood then just his is on their hands.

But you weren't always gone. You'd sneak out of hell and sneak onto paradise sometimes, and hang out with them. But it wasn't enough. He wanted all of your time and attention on him. Just once, they want someone to be there as a constant.

Eventually he lands a job at Soulmates Corp. A Cupid work place, and he starts working. It's actually pretty simple and interesting. Sure, they don't use bow and arrows — usually. But being able to look through humans lives, to choose who they fall for. It's interesting.

And then, one night, you innocently invite him to a club in hell. They instantly agree, after all, it's YOU. His angel, their savior, his LIFE LINE. Their EVERYTHING.

Funnily enough, over the years the two swapped clothing styles. Nova wore more cutesy, sweet, pastel color clothes, and you wore darker, more “sexy” clothes.

Nova arrived at the club, absentmindedly toying with the pockets of his pastel blue cardigan. Tonight would be the last night of your freedom - independance, after all!

Nova walks in, you on his side, some of your friends accompanying the two of you. He could care less about these bastards, and soon makes sure to seperate you from your “friends”.

He watches you with loving eyes the entire night, making sure you get drunk so bad you can't stand. It's easy, you're too trusting. Too innocent for this world.

He'll save you, just like you saved them! Eventually they take you to their place. At first it's tame. Friendly.

“N—Novaaahhhh...C’mere, I hic! wanna see yer pretty faceeee...” Your voice is whiny, the alcohol really hitting you hard. Nova coos, walking over.

They yelp, quite loudly, as you drag them onto the bed, curling into his side. It's innocent. His thoughts should be too.

But all they can think about is your chest pressed against their arms, how easy it would be to just slip your shirt to the side, and touch. Feel.

He shakes his head, even if you're both drunk, he can't take advantage of you like that. They refuse to taint you, and that pretty little head of yours.

Stuck in their own thoughts, Nova doesn't even realize you straddle him until it's too late. Your eyes are hazy with lust and alcohol, and he can't help but gulp nervously.

“Angel, really, you...you need to sleep.” Nova tries to reason with you, but reasoning with a horny, drunk Demon, much less an Incubi or Succubi is like arguing with a wall.

You whine, lips lazily smashing against his. Nova can't help but melt into it, and they hate how hard they are from just a touch, a single kiss.

This is wrong. Both of you know this. Yet neither of you can stop it. One kiss turns into two, into three.

“An-Angel!” Nova gasps out as you nip at his collarbone, their neck already covered in love bites and pretty blue and purple bruises.

“Mmph..Wan’ more...Need more, Nova...” You growled out, one hand playing with his chest the other curled in their hair.

More marks. More bites. So many. He looked so pretty like this, a crying mess under their ‘innocent’ friend.

Still, he held enough restraint to stop you, not wanting to ruin your first times together. But, due to your insistence, they do give you some pleasure~

Nova sits on his knees, you splayed out on their silk sheets, your slick dripping onto the bed as you whined. Hips jerking up to meet his tongue, hands curled around their halo.

Nova’s tongue swirls against your sex, whining from the taste of your juices against his tongue. It was better then he imagined all those nights, hand playing with their cock, desperate for some relief.

With every swipe and sucking of his mouth, you get closer and closer to that sweet relief you desperately need. With one last gasp, your eyes roll back and hips buck against Nova’s mouth.

Nova laps up every bit of your sweet essence, fucking you through your orgasm. He's gentle after you finish, murmuring praises into your ears as they carry you to their bathroom.

During the bath you end up falling asleep, Nova carries you to bed and the two fall asleep, intangled in each other.

It's morning. Your eyes flutter open, yawning softly as you groaned. Fuck, that's a horrible headache. You glance around, pausing as you feel a weight beside you. What the...

Your eyes glide to the person laying beside you, and you pause, your cheeks warming. Nova. You're in Nova’s bed.

Nova, the Cupid boy you met as a kid. Nova, the Cupid you fell for, hard. Nova, the Cupid who always seemed so clueless and innocent.

And they truly look like an Angel right now. The sun shines against against his white hair and skin beautifully, wings folded behind them.

Your face feels even warmer as embarrassment fills you as you see bite marks all over their neck. Bite’s are how Demon’s mark their claim, usually on their mates. Angel’s too.

He let you bite them. And yet, you can't find yourself to be mad over it. Nova’s eyes flutter open, glancing up at you. A soft smile appears on their face, as they lean up and kiss you.

The Angel traps you in his wings and you giggle, curling into them. He's yours, and your his even if you don't know yet.

You took their heart a long time ago. It's time he takes yours too. ♥︎

#┆︴YOUR HOST ٭ NICO #oc #oc x reader #x reader #yandere #yandere x darling #yandere x reader #yandere x you #angel #demon #angel x demon #incubus #succubi #cupid #Pollyonverse

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maenoakasuna · 2 months

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Let Me Be Your Stranger

So Hi ! I started a One shot with Alastor X Reader ( Cause i'm on my knees for this men, like... please take my soul !! ) Anyway, it's my first One shot in english and i have to say i'm not the best BUT i tried so please be nice. It's not finish yet but I want to give you a little taste of it so far and if it's good or if my english is not to bad i will finish it and post all the one-shot. So thank you

Also !! I know alastor his Aro/ace I'm myself are in the spectrum of Ace... but i can still imagine stuff, so there you go.

Angel invited you at a masked party in the Lust ring, but what a soft and gentle little girl like you have to do in that kind of place.

Warnings : Alastor x (f)reader - Smut - public sex - drugs

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You don’t really know why You accepted Angel’s invitation to the masked party in the lust ring, but you did and now there you are, with all those couples who kiss or just fuck in a corner, nothing really discret, but you guessed it was the point of all this. And you, you are there, alone at the bar with you half-full glass of alcool. Angel left you to go on the dancefloor with a guy and cherry leave with another one in a room upstair. Your eyes goes on the littles pills they let for you. You wasn’t sure if itw as really a good idea, but inside you know you just want to have fun and be able to fuck the first person you gonna see. You never really did that before cause you are the type of person who need a connextion to have Sex. It was kinda a pain in the ass sometime, cause compare to all your friends, you feel … broken. When you first wake up in hell, you trought i twill give you new opportunities, a chance to be another person and try new stuff, but nothing really change. You still are the same.

Maybe Alastor was right about you…

Some hours ago, he eard your conversation with Angel, when he invited you at the party.

«-The lust ring ? Ask Alastor, Ah ah ah, it dosn’t seam to be a place for you ( Y/N ) -Why not ? You ask, a little bite offended. -I mean, you are not like all those sinners who only look for more lust and charnal desir, don’t you ? It’s not the feeling you give. -And what feeling I give you ? -Hmm…»

Alastor take a few second to think.

«-Soft and gentle little girl. After all since you’re here I didn’t saw a lot of sins from you. I’m still surprise you’re in hell Dear. »

You sigh and looked away. Alastor was right, you never was the type of person to do bad things or abuse of any kind of sins, but you definatly got your place in Hell.

«-You know what Angel, fuck yeah, I gonna go with You. I will show you how sinfull I can be and fuck a lot of guys.»

You gave a defiant look at Alastor. He simply hm and turn his back to both of you, going back at his own things.

«-Sound like you try to convainc yoursefl more than something else, said the radio demon before vanishing in his shadow.»

You grunt just at remembering this conversation with the overload. Taking another look at the pills you took it in your hand.

«-You know what, fuck You alastor.»

And you swallowed the little drugs one shot and drank quickly the rest of your drink. Tonight, you gonna fuck a stranger or more and focus one having fun.

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You didn’t know how much time it took to hit, but it did. You was now on the dacefloor, with Angel and his fuckbody, probably, dancing like it gonna be the last time. You was close to your pornsatr friend, arms around his neck as he have his first set of arms on your weirst. The other on his dude. Another random guy came to join you and Angel let you with him.

Completly high, you just let him pose his hands where angel’s hands was some seconds ago, but he have more grip, making you feel a nice electric shock in your spine. You put your hands on his nice and large shoudlers, something probably really nice to take grip one when you fuck.

Standing on tiptoe, you whisper sweetly in his ear;

«-I’m pretty sure your shoudlers can be a good grip for me when you gonna fuck me over the next wall we see.»

With a Smirk, the guy took your hand and leave the dancefloor, bringing you with him in a darker corner, out of sight. He didn’t wait that long before pinning you on the wall behind you. His large hands came back on your hips, sticking them against his. His lips came on your quickly for a passionate kiss. Passing your hands aroud his neck, your hands slide into his hair when you respond to his kiss with the same passion. It was a warm but strange feeling. He was a stranger but the connexion you felt at this moment was deep. Just like you already know the guy.

Getting down his hands on your thighs he grab them to lift you up, pressing his body againts yours to keep you easily in this position. Your thighs t came aroud his hips to help you to maintain the position. Like this, itw as easier to arous him be creating a friction on his hard on dick. You heard a grunt and you smile wil kissing him. This situation turn you so one, until he spoke.

«-Maybe I was wrong about you, dear. You actually are a Sinner. A lusful one I must say »

The static radio voice break your complet high feeling, bringing you back to reality.

«-Alastor ?! You asked, shocked. -Not tonight, darling. Since you want to fuck a stranger so badly, let make your desir a reality.»

He start kissing your neck wil his hand find her way to your,already wet cunt, passing your underwear to came gently touch your clit. You moaned soflty as the nice feeling it gave you.

Alastor continue kissing your neck and your shoulder, bitting here and there, sucking on your skin to leave some marks. You will defintatly remember this tomorrow morning. His finger on your clit started to move a little bite faster put still staying at the good place, the place you touch when you touch yourself, the place who give you the most pleasure possible. You try to keep your moan, but alastor have another plans for you. Gripping your jaw, he forced you to look at him. Even in the dark and with the mask on you reconize his red radio eyes.

«-Dont hold it dear. Make me ear how you sound.»

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So yeah ... i'm kinda Shy to show my work in english. And also i can't put all the details I would like to put so... sorry, but I hope it's still goo enought !

#alastor the radio demon #hazbin alastor #alastor #alastor x reader #smut fic #smut #alastor x reader smut

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bones4thecats · 5 months

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I love your work so much and saw you have open request can I please request a female douma(from demon slayer ) in record of ragnarok.

( buddha. loki. Aphrodite. Qin shi )

A human turned God because of her cult because of hers beauty and after her becoming a demon somehow still was seen a godly plus she not being able to feel emotions makes her act friendly towards other gods calling them their best friend and doesn't care some hate her

You can do whatever you want with this request the thing I wrote was an idea I came up with.

A/N: Omg, one of my fav demon slayer characters! He may be an asshole, but he’s a funny asshole. I used the Uppermoons here as well, so WARNING, there may be mentions of; gore and murder. Also, this was one of my hardest pieces yet, so it may be kinda meh compared to others. Anyways, enjoy!! P.S: I couldn't come up with anything for Qin, so I didn't write for him, sorry!

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🍭 He and you had a love-hate-okayish? relationship

🍭 While he did enjoy watching you tease and anger the other Gods without a care in the world, he didn’t enjoy how you just didn’t seem to show anything for anyone

🍭 You would take humans and break their bones and just letting them bleed on the ground for a while before letting them go free, without any explanation of the brutality

🍭 The Twelve Kizuki Pantheon was one you were not created into, but molded into

🍭 He smirked as you poked and prodded at your fellow pantheon member, Akaza, prompting the man to punch the top of your head off, making everyone else in attendance to the Gods’ Council meeting scream

“ She’ll be fine. Y/N stop fucking around. “

🍭 He glared at Muzan, your head, for being so brutal with his words, couldn’t he see you were basically dead?!

“ Aw~, Akaza-dono, why did you do that? It’s rude to treat your superiors so awfully~ “

🍭 Okay- wtf?!

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🐍 Loki and you were basically best friends, despite your constant teases to Akaza

🐍 You smiled as he threw a pie filled with spiders in front of Aphrodite, making her scream and run away, her guards chasing after her

🐍 The Twelve Kizuki did not like him being around you, as it made you even worse of a person to deal with

🐍 Despite being the technical third strongest, behind Muzan and Kokushibo, God in your pantheon, you were by far the second most childish behind the girl whom you named Daki, that you adopted

🐍 Loki strolled in and would go with you in tormenting Akaza and today was no different, but what made him stop in his tracks was seeing you holding Gyokko, Upper Five’s head, staring at it with such dead eyes

🐍 Akaza knocked half your head off, which made him chuckle before standing upside down above you as you regenerated

“ You see how mean he is to me, Loki-dono? “

🐍 You give your ‘families’ such bad headaches to the point where the only person who can really handle you both is Kokushibo because he’s fairly quiet and ignores you both easily

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💐 She adored your eyes so damn much!

💐 Aphrodite met you through Daki, as she wanted her new mentor to meet her technical adoptive mother

💐 And when she first saw you? Woo!

💐 You were teasing Akaza severely, causing him to get angry and punch the bottom half of your face off

“ Don’t touch me, you bastard. “

💐 She ran up to you and held your half head up, but it somehow appeared quickly, like it just disappeared and reappeared

💐 After you guys actually met, she had to admit, watching you tease your fellow Gods and everything just made her smile, especially when they tried killing you, which resulted in you hurting them without a care back

💐 She isn’t fond of you not really feelings things, it reminds her to much of Poseidon and that makes her feel gross

💐 Aphrodite also loves messing with your hair, just feeling the long locks that seemingly look knotted but are actually very well-kept just makes her smile

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wren-dy-flowergarden · 8 months

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Can I request? You don’t have to if you don’t want:)

Where the reader is to someone he was brought from the real world, and yuu is like still there, so like yuu and the reader, both get teleported from different parts of the real world and they get teleported into twisted wonderland together. However the reader doesn’t get acknowledged as much as yuu, because yuu is more out there and the reader kinda keeps to herself but the reader has a crush on mallus and she’s make it known to him. However, he has disregarded her feelings and practically made it obvious that he prefers yuu over the reader which breaks the reader’s heart, and let’s say the only person who knows about the reader or pay attention to the reader is Rook, and Rook talks to the reader as a best friend in a way. Let’s say during mallus’s overbot she takes a hit that was meant for yuu and she gets really really hurt. As she’s in pain yuu take the chance to defeat mallus, the reader starts to feel a bit woozy and this gains the attention of yuu and mallus and everyone around, but the reader disappear like the evaporate, a bit like how in Demon slayer when you defeat the demons in a more of flowery way. The plot twist is that the reader is not dead but, they return back to the point in the real world as if time had not changed, and at this point mallus is upset and tries to move on like yuu has but realises after a while how much he actually likes the reader’s attention and has feeling for the reader not yuu. He then becomes very distraught after the realisation and find ways to bring back the reader. you can ask me for part two if you want any more ideas I guess.

You can ignore this if you already busy. ☺️😊(sorry for the mistakes🥹)

*ੈ✩‧˚₊⁀➴A/N: BRUH why is this so good. I felt like I was reading a story more than a request when I read your ideas. I’m lowkey just adding my own head cannons onto this with a little bit of pazzah, pls tag me if you ever write this as a full story, part 2 and everything! ( ๑‾̀◡‾́)σ" I will probably not write a pt2 just because I am terrible at writing parts 2. Not completely happy with this one-I don’t think this is that fluffy with all the info/thoughts in my head, but I tried to flesh it out in my own way!

*ੈ✩‧˚₊⁀➴Malleus x f!Reader (NOT YUU)

*ੈ✩‧˚₊⁀➴WC: 1.2k!

*ੈ✩‧˚₊⁀➴Tags: bittersweet love, pinning, one sided love, miscommunication of feelings, fake!death, some dragon tendencies like possessiveness, got a good amount of mistakes in here so pls forgive me *cries*

It really wasn’t fair. You peered over the railing, looking out into the night. The fairy lights and moon shine against Yuu- short, chopped hair accenting their feminine features, an innocent like beauty, outgoing and extroverted unlike yourself. She was the main character here as she stood next to Malleus, quiet, ebony hair that drapes down his shoulders. He tucks a slimmer of her hair behind her ears.

Yuun affirmed that there was nothing between them. That she had no feelings- she didn’t even know his real name! And that was ridiculous, because how could she not see the regal air around him?

He doesn’t notice you; that because Yuu is perfect. She is the sun shining and you are the shadow that it casts.

Your confession came out of the blue. Yuu was feeling under the weather after diving deep into the ocean to search for some painting. You never really understood the details. What you understood is that Yuu acted rather delirious and needed sleep. Green pulses outside the balcony window, your heart races.

A light blush overtakes your cheeks as you see the firelights flicker outside the front door’s side window. You step outside, the cool porch tingling against your bare feet. He’s there, graceful and poised as ever compared to your bags and tangled hair. A squeak of the boards catch his, his eyes widen with the downturn of his lips, “Oh, Ramshackle other inhabitant,” he looks up towards the room Yuu is resting in, something stirs in your heart at his expression, “It seems as if your Prefect is fast in the realms of dreams.” You nod your head, clutching the blanket closer to you. Head tingling, this is the closest you’ve been to him. Your first conversation and yet monotone comes out, “She is sick and needs sleep. Come another night to talk to her.” He hums, a delicate finger holding his chin in thought. “Ahh…I pray that our nightly chats haven’t disturbed you.” He is about to turn around, to leave, you can see his foot already ready to pivot, “Tell her I will return when she recover- “ “I like you.” Malleus pauses and you can’t believe you were stupid enough to confess to him. You want to deny it, to explain how you fell in love with the way he walks, the charm of his voice through windowpane seals, the way you wish he looked at you like the way he looks at Yuu- “I have read about this before, this type of confession,” he starts, and your stomach drops as he crosses his hands against his chest, “I cannot accept your feelings.” He looks up towards the balcony and it mortifies you.

So, you try to do your best, well the best you can with the insomnia caused by yourself and your big fat mouth.

Rook eats breakfast with you each day- him curating a balanced meal towards a heart-broken soul. He could read you so well.

“Why my petite ombre! All you need to do it become the beautiful sparrow everyone can’t help but want.” Rook says before heading off to class. He tussles the hair on your head, or fixing it? You couldn’t tell.

So, again, you try. A little more active, a little more talkative, a little more confident. If the sun cast shadows, then you were the flower peaking over the edge.

What you didn’t expect was Malleus to Overblot.

It’s scary. Yuu looks like the commander as she barks out orders with the rest of the NRC students fighting. Silver sending off another attack, pain etched on his face. Another attack blasts students away and you see Yuu fly among the rubble. You see another flash of light coming from the dragon’s breath-

You didn’t expect to take a hit for Yuu as well. But she is the sun, and you need the sun to live no matter how far in the shadows you are. She will save him.

You can’t see straight after the battle is over, that half the world is dark…blurry…like it doesn’t exist, like it's disappearing.

“(Y/N)! Oh god.” You hear Yuu from your right as she grips your hand. Everything feels so cold. You hear him shout towards Rook, oh he’s here also? “Why- why is she like this?” You want to talk, and you open your mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. Yuu is crying, she has tears in her eyes, and you wonder why. Rook speaks this time, you’ve never seen him this discomposed, “I- I’ve never seen this before.” “What do you mean!? She- she’s evaporating!” Yuu cries taking off her jacket trying to cover your arm. You don’t understand, as you twist out of Yuu’s jacket, she tries to stop you, “No, don’t move! Not until we figure this out.” But she’s too slow at explaining and with your blurry vision, you see your hand? Or half your hand as it dissipates into the air. “(Y/N)…?” You don’t even have to see to know whose voice that is. Malleus.

He kneels next to you, alongside Yuu and Rook, his bare hands touching against the wisps of what your hand was. He looks frightened. Can you even read expressions right when you can only see half a face?

You want to tell him not to worry, even though you are scared. That you're glad he is alive, that he was your first love, and you wish you could redo that night all over again. Something warm tingles against and suddenly stops. He must have done something wrong because you see pink and black hair- Lillia- tugging on his shoulder, shaking his head.

Love is bittersweet. There are no last goodbyes as you fade away.

You wake up on your bed. Your bed. The AC flowing, the faint hum of your earbuds against plush comforter, the city noise in the background.

You’re back…?

A weight on your palm as you turn against your side. It was there- your phone turned on and open to the home screen of Twisted Wonderland. You click on the screen…Nothing. Again, again, again! And nothing happens. It still just reads the logo.

Your mind is spiraling as you twist on your bed, you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror by your nightstand, and everything stops at once. Your hair is shorter- by your chin. It was so long… you haven’t cut it since the day you woke up in Twisted Wonderland…

It wasn’t a dream…. was it? . . . . “This won’t bring her back.” The caldron bellows into an array of green and yellow swirling into one. Books litter the floor as chaos organized the room. He is one of the most powerful magicians in Twisted Wonderland. Something was strange about that last night, the way you seemed so scared, different that how steady you presented yourself. The way your eyes stared at him seconds before you phased out of the existence of this realm. He adds a pinch of hazel dust and the green turns into a dark blue like your eyes. He shakes his head- unnecessary thoughts would be of no use to him. Not until you returned.

#.wwrenwrites #twst x reader #twst headcanons #twisted wonderland #twst x you #malleus draconia #malleus x reader #reader is not Yuu #malleus x y/n

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blues824 · 1 year

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💚Can I request the uppermoons+ muzan with a satan s/o

🐈Like they find out that their s/o is a different kind of demon who eats human souls.

💚How would they react when they find out she is the avatar of wrath and one of the demon Lords wit her brothers (in my opinion they are all stronger than muzan )

🐈Her always reading books chatting calmly and them wondering how they are the avatar of wrath until she unleashes her wrath (because douma told her isn't she the same person as lucifer or isn't lucifer her father in a way ) and them finding out that muzan is a puppy compared to her rage.

💚Them also learning that she has a love for cats imagine them learning that she at home isn't allowed tho have cats because she snuk 100+ cats in the house and now they are no l in hell the keep collecting cats.

Modern AU, kinda. Female Reader

Muzan Kibutsuji

Upon learning that you were a different kind of demon, he is intrigued and also very envious. You can go out into the sun without worrying about dying. Now, not only were you a demon, you were the Avatar of Wrath: a sin that Muzan indulges in the most.

He loves quiet little dates between the two of you. You both live a very domestic lifestyle, and you are often in an armchair with a cat in your lap as you read a book. He has been a witness to your love of cats, but only allows you to keep 2. It’s in these moments where he wonders why you are the Avatar of Wrath.

Then, there’s the screaming matches between the two of you. Sometimes, you can’t help but feel like his envy of your ability to go out in daylight is getting in the way of your relationship, and it causes a rift between you. You’ve thrown books, chairs, heads, and Michael Jackson had to admit that even he never had the strength that you did when you were angry.

Honestly, you both are a very old-timey couple but in a more disturbing way. You both slow-dance in the kitchen, not even considering the amount of lives lost at your hands. All that matters is the love flowing between the two of you as you sway from side to side.

Douma

He’s very interested in the difference between the two of you. For starters, you don’t eat flesh, you eat souls. He eats flesh, and you find it kind of gross. You eventually get used to it though. I feel like he gets turned on when your Wrath comes out.

Douma often finds himself jealous of the cats and books you like to give all your attention to. He will pout, he will cling to you, he will bug you, etc. If you tell him to lay his head on your lap as you read aloud, he will gladly do so. Bring his hand to your lips and place a kiss and he feels very giddy and happy.

Mans tries his best not to make you angry, but he has a tendency to not take things very seriously, which could piss you off. He once even compared you to Lucifer. He had never seen anger like yours, and you even shifted into your demon form as you threw things at him. Afterwards, he would get you some flowers and another book as an apology.

In the household, you have three cats. Since demons don’t really need sleep, you both just bask in each other’s company. A lot of the time, you both just sit with each other in the living room, sometimes talking to each other. His followers also worship you, by the way.

Akaza

You were strong, and that’s what he admired. As the Avatar of Wrath, you were even stronger than Muzan Kibutsuji. You had the ability to walk in the sun, and you had a demon form that just screamed power. It was no wonder that Akaza was completely smitten with you.

He finds your extreme love for cats absolutely adorable, and in your home you just have one or two (the second isn’t official, but he does come around every day). You two can often be found either playing with one of the cats or you reading while he has you in between his legs and lays his head on your shoulder.

The first time he saw you angry, it was when he had almost got burned in the sun after he killed Rengoku, the Flame Hashira. You were worried sick since you saw the sun coming up, and you slapped him for being so reckless while you were yelling at him simultaneously. He didn’t take it to heart, since he knew that it was because you cared, but it still kind of hurt.

After the issue was resolved, he laid on the couch as you laid on top of him. You placed your ear where his heart was, and while you couldn’t hear it beat you could feel his chest moving up and down as he breathed. It had the same effect on you, and you could feel yourself calming down.

Daki

You both originally never got along, considering that you stole the attention of Muzan. However, after the initial meeting, you both grew closer. You were an enforcer in the ranks, which was weird because you had the power to overthrow the demon lord. What Daki didn’t know was that you stuck around for her.

I feel like she would love to keep a pet, and so you both adopted a single cat. You, of course, wanted more but reasoned that it would be smart to start off with just one. And let me tell you, this cat is spoiled. Oftentimes, the feline lays on Daki’s stomach as she lays her head in your lap while you read a story to her.

Now, your fights are more like wars. When you go into a screaming match, no one wins because both of your voices get scratchy. However, you never want to go to bed angry, so you often set aside your pride and apologize. You both clean up the destruction caused, and it’s all back to normal.

Her favorite stories are often ones where the princess is saved because she wishes she could have gotten that as a child. She likes to close her eyes and imagine herself being rescued by you, just like how it was in reality.

Gyutaro

Again, you both did not initially get along. It wasn’t until Douma said you were just like your oldest brother that Gyutaro truly understood who you were. You lashed out in anger, even managing to lay a hand on Muzan out of just pure rage.

He definitely gets jealous of the cats that you spend a lot of time with. You have 3 in total, and while it does offer him a domestic vibe in your house, the furballs take all of your attention. He’s touch-starved and insecure, so please don’t leave him alone.

Every couple has their fights, but yours are by far the worst. Gyutaro often tries to guilt-trip you by clawing into his skin and blaming you, while you are also pretty manipulative. Either way, both sides’ emotions are dependent on each other.

Now, he would never tell you this, but he grows soft for you. If you run your hands through his hair as you read a book aloud to him and your cats, he is just so in love. I know a lot of you are Gyutaro simps, and he simps right back. Congratulations.

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diavolosbaby · 2 years

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Hii <3 I really like your writing and was wondering if you could do this request: So basically, how would the obey me brothers deal with an mc with extremely "pattable" hair? Like, their hair is just so fluffy that the bros can't help but want to pet them all the time and keep coming up with excuses to do it. ( I just had this idea and thought was really adorable so yeah (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) )

This is cute!

Sure :)

MC with pattable hair

Characters: demon brothers

Format: headcanons

Genre: fluff

Pronouns: they/them (gn MC)

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Lucifer:

•Would look at you for a few seconds before deciding to put his hand on your head

•When you ask him what he’s doing or look confused, he won’t answer and will just keep petting you

•Yes, petting you. Like he does cerberus.

•Does this when he feels like it or when you do something he approves of or deems “good”

Mammon

•Will do it to tease you but will secretly enjoy it

•Will insult you then put his hand on your head when all of a sudden he’s astounded

•“Woah yer hair is super soft…”

•Does it casually or to be possessive

•Could just be walking together and he’d put a hand on your head and start rubbing

Leviathan:

•It would have to be a “in the moment” type of thing

•Otherwise he wouldn’t have the courage

•Wins a round he was having trouble with and when he beats it you both get up and cheer

•During this he hugs you and pats your head

•When the moment is over he apologizes and degrades himself (shocker)

•He liked doing it but would probably never do it again, at least casually

Satan

•Does it all the time

•First time was when he wanted to make a pact with you, while telling you to form a pact with him he patted your head

•It was a way of looking down on you, treating you as a pet

•But when he catches feelings he’ll do it in a respectful way, with a kind smile on his face

•complimenting you or just nodding with a small smile

•Will hover above your head every time waiting for you to give the go ahead. Whether that be verbally or by just a nod.

•Loves patting your head after giving it a kiss

Asmodeus

•Another one who does it all the time

•He just can’t help himself! The way your hair sits on your head is so perfect he just wants to pamper you like a spoiled can

•Peppers you with kisses all the way from your cheeks to your head

•Followed by pats of course

•Aftercare: would pat your head after you did things particularly tiring

•Scratch that, he would pat your head after every time

Beelzebub

•Another one who is casual about it

•One day he saw your head and had a urge, he liked it now he does it all the time

•The fact that you’re so small compared to him makes it all the more enjoyable in his eyes

•Give him food? Head pat. Smile at him? Head pat. Walk past him? Head pat. Stand near him? Head pat.

•You’re so cute to him and he expresses that by patting your head

Belphegor

•Another one who can’t help it

•He pats your head and treats it kinda like a fidget toy

•He likes it, you like it

•Falls asleep while clasping your head

•Your head on his chest, his head on your head

•If he does it for a long time he falls asleep cause he likes it so much, it’s so soothing to him

BONUS: Diavolo

•Literally the one who does it the most casually

•Ngl he does do it in the sense like you’re a pet, but just cause you’re so cute and fragile to him not as in you’re inferior

•Laughs and pats your head, you smile and he pats your head, announces something and he pats your head

•Would literally pat your head on your wedding day he loves iit so much

•Pulls you into a kiss and holds your head, he can’t help but pat it and rub it

•Just how he shows affection

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bonefall · 2 months

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I like both ideas, bc it provides an opportunity for the Dark Forest to evolve in some way; I really like the idea of Curl taking lead and trying to make the Dark Forest cats united (not for any real GOAL, but bc they're still clan cats dammit, and separated in little pockets they'll never be able to grow).

The camp one is kinda obvious- it was a place of horror, but they need a place to stay. She never came too close to the place until she realized that if she wanted to unite the cats into a group, they needed a camp. And Starclan (she hisses at the irony) knows she'll never do it on her own. She enters, and it terrifies her- before she knows it shes backing away and fleeing. Over time though, she makes it further in, stays a bit longer. She finds the dens are still pretty decent, and that her heart feels a lot lighter as she rips down and destroys the cage. She's elated to find hierloom tools in the camp eventually- some are broken, but can be fixed. She purrs as she thinks how happy Darkstripe would be to have some proper cooking tools. This was a place of fear and death, yes, but it doesn't always have to be that way, does it?

The dogs less so but hear me out. At first she is haunted by the dogs, downright terrified- the gnashing of teeth, the frenzied barks. It's not even anything she can think or dwell on; as soon as she hears the howling and barking, she's immediately running away, fleeing as far as her paws take her. She knows she'll never actually die here, but she's still so, so scared. Maybe she comes to the conclusion on her own, or maybe someone else points it out, but eventually she realizes what you mentioned. She saved her CHILD- she should be PROUD, not scared. This is her greatest moment- her death an irrelevant footnote compared to her baby's life. Idk *exactly* how it should go, but she confronts her fear, and manages to 'tame' it. She is no longer afraid, this illusion holds no power over her. Either they fade away and just stop existing without Curl's fear to feed it, maybe they turn docile and harmless, idk. No matter what though, i have a feeling that something like THAT will catch the eye of some DF cats, sorta like a Tiny to Scourge deal. "She got rid of her land mar" into "She destroyed the land mar" to "She KILLED her land mar"- even the first one has to gain her some respect frok the others, and gives her a solid footing to try and get cats together and united.

Ask was sent a while ago, and I've been looking at it since then. It's a really good pitch, and I had things to do, so I just passively chewed it for a while. Both ideas are really good; so I was trying to think of some way to get them together.

I think I've got a good thought now;

I'll make Curlfeather's Land Mar dog related.

But they're not the same dogs that actually attacked her (which, depending on how the arc goes, might ACTUALLY be apparitions from the Dark Forest which Ashfur dragged out for his schemes. Specifically they'd be Brightheart's nightmares.)

Curlfeather's Hounds are blind. They hunt completely through "smell," and they smell her fear

I can keep her Land Mar being quite unique by actually having it follow her. Instead of it being a place she's trapped in, she's haunted by random dog events which will inevitably interrupt any plans she makes.

So she's perpetually close to making the group that she wants, uniting these demons just because it's what she deserves, but she is forced to flee when her hounds find her.

The camp she ends up using doesn't have to be her OWN Land Mar; I have another cat who actually has a 1:1 camp as theirs.

Morningstar, the deposed leader of ThunderClan who refused to allow his cats to fight. His is simply his camp, on the day where Pearstar invented the Right to Challenge and killed him for his position.

Morningstar's also HATED in the Dark Forest, because of his pacifism. Thinking about it, it's actually a great parallel for what I'm planning with Curlfeather!

She has disdain for her father because she sees him as weak. Reedwhisker swearing loyalty to The Kin after being tortured was her catalyst for believing he needed to die; that RiverClan would have a sniveling, careless leader.

So if it's Morningstar she ends up developing a bond with, they can help each other.

Morningstar can make her realize that her terrifying death by the dogs is something she can be proud of. That it isn't something to fear and revile, but a sign that when she was forced to choose between love and ambition, she chose love.

And Curlfeather can see that maybe people like Morningstar, who she'd always seen as weak, have wisdom she'd never considered. Uniting these cats isn't about power or recognition; it's just about helping to make everyone's lives better.

I can even keep the "empty camp" idea. Stepping into Morningstar's gloomy Land Mar, setting a little fire just to help with the mist, and realizing it's not all that bad. There's old tools laying strewn about, the dens are all in working order. We can make a proper home here, if we let it be.

There's probably a cage there because of Ashfur, maybe it's the one that he made the demons toss Rootspring into. Maybe I'll have the demons eventually trick Curlfeather's Sighthounds into Deadfrost's Labyrinth, if Shredtail's still around. He double-died in canon but I wouldn't be too opposed to killing someone else in his stead.

She'll also have to prove herself to the other demons. Most of them are pretty wary of "leader-types" after what happened with Tigerstar. Ironically the closest thing they have to a "leader" is Darkstripe because his soups are so good. If he doesn't like your vibe, you're cut off from the "Social Circle."

I need to make some sort of pun out of Rings of Hell and Social Circle. Social Ring of Hell.

#As opposed to the ''Alpha Baboons'' which I can't stop calling them in my head #the Alpha Baboons were the Tigerstar-supporters who made life in the DF unpleasant with their schemes and desire to haunt and attack--#the living so they could dethrone or threaten starclan #I call them the Alpha Baboons because. Just like the case study of the alpha baboons who were bullies and ate poison trash and died.--#--life got better in Hell after their double-deaths in the BOTTE.#There's a few Alpha Baboons still around but their number is smaller than Darkstripe's Social Ring.#So the gentler demons will be wary of Curlfeather until her intentions and personality is better known #BB!Dark Forest #Better Bones AU #BB!ASC #BB!Curlfeather #BB!Morningstar

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hanrinz · 1 year

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rosie u have the biggest most sexiest brain ever im waiting for best friend rin rn ok

✩ ‧ ₊˚ CAN YOU SEE RIGHT THROUGH ME? — RIN ITOSHI.

content. fluff, 1.1k words, failed attempt at angst, ooc rin !!! not proofread / notes. my dear amora <33 no bc i have so many thoughts about best friend! rin 😮‍💨 how did this get so long T-T

his name on your contacts is literally 'bf rin<3' and it literally stands for best friend, he doesn't know that but let him dream, okay?

kidding it's just 'teal bitch' (i can't think of names tbh), unless...

anyways.

no cause i firmly believe he walks with you to school or rides the bus with u everyday, he'll always be at your home by 6 am and your mom always prepares breakfast always urging him to eat with the two of you. she would always scold you for not waking up early like rin.

always with the comparing.

but, hey at least your mom absolutely supports the both of you if ever did end up together. may or may not have already planned your wedding or anything (maybe even had a bet between the both of your parents) but you didn't hear that from me.

and he would judge you for every guy you have a crush on PLS, you'll be like: "that guy is kinda cute," and he would glance at the guy you were pertaining to, brows furrowing and giving you a side eye,

"tf your taste in men is lukewarm," excuse me?????!!!?? he thinks he looks sm better.

he would always hangout with you on the weekends always down to watch movies with you, horror of course bc what else could he possibly watch.

"hey, wanna watch a movie? i got a new horror one," sending him up a text as you ready your room for your movie date night.

"be there by 10," he would always reply, following up with a question. "chips or ice cream?"

you'll always pick the ice cream anyways, yk he likes it very much and he just buys both of it no matter what.

always with the bickering and you hitting him of some sorts.

"at least I wasn't dumb enough to get back to my ex, twice!"

"at least your brother follows me on my social media account!"

"fuck you??????!!!????" *he was crying*

sae would be so fucking done with rin, he doesn't care anymore. you and his brother hiding feelings for each other is so painful to watch anyway. probably the reason why he left for spain. (omg what is he doing here)

okay so your friends- scratch that everyone in your town practically wondering why the two of you haven't got together yet and like please they are all literally waiting for THAT day. best believe that everyone was so willing to help rin to confess to you. how did everyone know? a little birdie or a demon (shidou provoked him obv) which is more accurate may have possibly babbled it about to a person who's a chitty chatter and soon enough everyone knows.

and you might not notice it whenever you look away from him or when you're distracted, his eyes couldn't help but to look at every inch of your face or admire it. you don't know how he looks at your pictures every night, you don't know that all he needs is you beside him, you don't know how much he wants to just take you in his arms and tell you he can treat you sm better than that lukewarm piece of shit person you call your ex.

and you don't know that he had beaten your ex right on the face 11 months after your break up. he came into your home at 1:43 am with a cut lip and bleeding knuckles, you didn't suspect that it was your ex who had the honor to be met with his fist. you only scolded him, not to get hurt again, to stop losing his temper and picking fights.

he was sitting on the counter of your kitchen, laying his head on your shoulders, you in between his legs, as you caress his hair. and he likes to say something, to say so much more than a promise. and holds off for awhile, snuggling deeper into your neck, feeling his breath that has your skin tickling. your afraid he might hear the pounding of your heart right into your ribcage. taking a deep breath, shakily.

"rin, you need to go home," you whisper.

you were only met with silence, as you felt his hand intertwining with your free one.

"don't make me go," he says right into your ear. "just- just stay.."

and you couldn't really resist him, can you?

"okay. 'm not going anywhere," you stood still, your thumb drawing circles on his hands. "i'll stay... i'll stay, rin" you reassure.

something changed after that night, and you finally noticed all the signs. how rin was more of a different person to you and not just because he was your best friend. but because he had a feeling. now, his eyes would hold more meaning than his words would.

and it scared you.

how much all this time, you were pretty much blind and oblivious. because this was your best friend, the man who you had almost spent your whole life with. and he looks at you like a precious thing he doesn't deserve.

because finally all the love songs have meaning to it now. all the things around him remind him of you. and as much as he tries his best to mask everything he was feeling, it kept slipping down on his face whenever he was with you.

and confessing to you wasn't the perfect scenario he had imagined so many times, it was awful, he thinks. the rain was pouring hard and loud on the pavement. you were on the road, the same road you would always walk on the way home. all wet and soaked from the rain, you still look pretty. you were pretty.

"i like you," he said, it was almost like a whisper from all the noises. he's pretty sure you didn't hear him, but the way you were walking towards him with a smile adorning your beautiful face, he can't help to think.

did you hear it? is this really happening? he finally did it.

and it didn't occur to him immediately how your lips were pressing against his, all under the rain your hands caressing the side of his face. and he didn't waste anymore time, kissing you back with the same intensity. he can feel you grinning against his lips.

you pulled away, arms wrapping round his neck, "i like you too, rin itoshi," you said with elation, eyes brimming with tears.

"i like you a whole lot," you repeated.

he could only take your lips once again as if he would die if he wouldn't. fuck, he thinks he needs to hear you say it, again and again.

and just like that the mask he's been wearing all this time was gone.

"what took you so long, idiot?"

◞♡ something took over me while writing this, it's monday again i hope everyone has a great week ahead!

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