You made a deal with the devil.
Yandere Diavolo x Celebrity Mc!
Synposis:
Diavolo hadn't been summoned by any human for any contracts for centuries. Diavolo, finally unbothered by the occult and humans on earth, continued to rule Devildom with an iron fist. That was until one day, a peculiar human decided to use a forbidden spell to sumon the prince of hell..
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A/N: This will be edited later, so if some sentences or words don't make sense- that's why!
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Diavolo wasn't surprised when you had summoned him. If anything, it was the typical drill to him. Typical human, desperate for power to the point of insanity- setting up those nostalgic marks of hell and a virgin sacrifice for him, chanting and screaming those ancient forbidden words like a hypnotizing song, calling onto him to fulfill whatever wish they may have.
When he appeared in front of you, he could feel a smirk spread across his face- his fangs beeming back at you with excitement. It had been so long since someone had summoned him onto earth that he couldn't hide his enthusiasm.
You were just like the others, disheveled, and already demanding for your wish without even pouring him a drink or greeting him! It was quite disrespectful on your end, I mean back then when humans summoned him, they always gave him the upmost respect- even kissed at his feet!
I guess modern-day humans were naive or had forgotten how interacting with the supernatural worked..
But regardless, he listened to your words, watching you closely as he could tell that your aggressive and strict appearance was only a mask to hide your utter horror. Letting out a chuckle, he couldn't help but lose composure as you exposed the reason for his summoning.
You wanted to be famous. Oh this was rich! You- a puny human who had kidnapped another innocent person, put them through abuse beyond human comprehension with ritualistic intent, sacrificed your body and soul- just to be some silly pop star?!
Sure, this wasn't the first time he had been summoned by a human to make a contract for fame in exchange for their soul. But Diavolo was still shocked, and even a bit insulted, that you - a simple boring human had managed to find this specific calling to summon him on earth, not even wishing for power, money, strength, control- but instead to be some popular singer!
Diavolo thought the books of the old ways had been burned and banished the spell itself! For crying out loud, he was the devil himself! Why and how would you dare try to contact him just for that small reason!? He thought that after a few centuries, humans would've learned something about consequences and self benefit? But looking at you, ready to give it all, he shrugged his shoulders and rolled his eyes as he apparently had his answer.
Letting out a small chuckle, Diavolo spoke to you like a child as he saw your quivering form.
"So, this is what you want? I hope you're aware that once you make this official, there's no changing or turning back your wish."
You shake your head, not speaking a word as he extends his hand out for you to shake.
The faint whispers and warnings of the previous lost souls that swirled and danced around Diavolo's figure, screaming at you not to shake his hand. But regardless, you shook the devil's hand.
You let out a scream as you felt the sharp stabbing burning sensation wave over your body. Crying and nearly passing out as you felt a foreign sensation and lightness leave your body. You were certain it had to be a part of your soul, since by the end of the binding, in the palm of his hand seemed to be a soft pure glow trying to escape from his grasp- only to be trapped and merged into his palm.
"Now, darling..I wish you the best in your life, and I hope your satisfied with your dreams."
You, who had fallen to the floor after giving a part of your soul to your now new contractor, tried to steady yourself to stand up. It took all of your strength just to get on your two legs while your body felt alienated from itself.
Wobbling away to return where you had came from, Diavolo began to speak once again.
"Oh, and before you go my little hummingbird, remember this - when the time comes, I will come and get you. Understood?"
Too weak to speak, you only looked into his eyes, which satisfied him enough. Snapping his fingers, Diavolo disappeared like nothing had ever happened. The body, the symbols, everything was gone from the scene, and soon, so were you.
Months had passed ever since that incident and Diavolo's blessings began to come into fruition. It felt like a flash- and there before you knew it- you had a manager, power, and luxuries that few could ever have.
The contract that you had with Diavolo was like a forgotten dream. Your singing career high up in the sky as everyone knew who you were. You relished in it, you bathed in their love, the admiration- it was all you ever wanted- it's why you even started your idol career in the first place.
As years passed by, you were finally retired as your contract with your manager had ended. Still, you had fans who adored and loved you, making online edits, fanart, and the whatnot, admiring your music and 'God-given' talent. All was seeming well for you on the outside, but inside, every time you tried to get some shut eye, your head would be invaded with terrors and lucid hallucinations that always ended with a painful withdrawal.
Unbeknownst to you, Diavolo had a close eye on you throughout the years. You, the first human who had dared to contact him after hundreds of years, making the same old 'celebrity' contract, had him curious.
Diavolo found it adorable really, your intentions of fame were so innocent and pure, but the actions you did to gain your success were far from it.
He was amused how you'd forgotten him. Most of the celebrities and humans he had helped had always remembered him - even paid him a symbolic tribute to their success! But you had forgotten him. Completely.
It made him raise an eyebrow as he watched you with conflicted emotions. He didn't know if he should've been insulted that you forgot him or if he was deeply invested in your every move because of it.
Either way, he had his full attention on you. You could say he's your number one fan!
Though the more time flew, Diavolo grew more obsessive towards you - watching you with hidden eyes with how you flourished in the life he gave you.
He gave you this, you came to him desperate, and yet..You don't even dare mention him once or give him an ounce of gratitude.
At this point, he could've cared less about the contract or promise he made to you. Sure, he wasn't supposed to see you until the day came to collect your body and the other half of your soul, but seeing you so happy...So full of yourself, it had driven him mad.
Espically when you wrapped your arms around some stranger who could care less about you, giving them paterage to your success and happiness. So, for now, he began to visit your dreams - scolding you and belittling your very existence.
Though something about visiting and tormenting you in your sleep began to brew another emotion inside him. Those moments when he talked with you, it became special to him, even if in those dreams you were trying to wake up and escape his grasp.
You were so annoyingly adorable. You, a small little human, somehow got him all worked up. He was the ruler of hell, the most feared by all - he could've chosen any better being to fixate on - but you somehow managed to put him on a leash and drag him along.
Your song, enthusiasm, your desire for love and attention. It was fucking with his head. You were like a small hamster to him, so tiny, so easy to crush- yet so..Lovable.
He'd wondered how you'd react if he took you under his lovely castle if he had showered you daily with the attention you craved so badly. Would you worship him and kiss every part of his body? Would you smile at him and hold him tight? Would Diavolo finally have a loving partner alongside him?
I mean, it could be possible.. If the lower demons of hell could have happy familes and spouses of their own, how could the king of hell not have one as well? Just the thought of it - of you and him - made his head spin even more.
"Do you remember me? Darling, my little singing bird.. Please tell me you at least know what I look like!"
Diavolo isn't the type to usually want any romantic relationship with anyone, and he's unsure if he wants that with you.
It's conflicting, really.
All he knows is that he wants you by his side. To hold you, crush you, make you weak onto his knees, look at him with those eyes of yours, to break you down and to make you worship him.
Diavolo laughed, stroking your hair as you sat in his lap in the world your mind had drawn. You pursed your lips, not knowing what to say as Diavolo continued talking.
"You know, before I absolutely wanted to tear you limb to limb for hurting my feelings..But I've realised, you humans are so..How do I put it.."
Diavolo stopped for a moment, your hair intertwined with his fingers.
"Very forgetful? No..That's not it..But either or, I realised I couldn't be mad at a small creature such as yourself for much longer!"
Diavolo cheeringly spoke, his voice booming loudly.
"Anyways, I'm sure things have been good for you. I know they have been, I made sure of it, I created your little singing career afterall!"
Still, in his lap, you were quiet - trying to examine his features. Your mind refused to show his features as he only appeared to you as a blur of colors.
"You know.. I've been wanting to talk again face to face like before... I think it's about time I see you again! How does that sound?"
"Maybe if you saw me again, you'd remember everything, right?"
It wasn't like you had a choice either way since moments after you had awoken from your sleep, Diavolo was standing there in all his glory. Smiling ear to ear as the large mass of his dark wings had encapsulated you in the room with little no escape.
"Hello there love, remember me? Oh... Haha! This reminds me of when we first met! When you were so plain, so pathetic. So..Needy of my help."
"But now look at you! Because of me, you're all prettied up - better than before!"
"I've helped you, given you everything you've ever needed. Yet.."
Diavolo paused, the room growing darker as his voice only shined brighter than before. Your eyes widened as the memories began to greet you like an old forgotten friend.
"I never once got a thank you from you. Now isn't that unfair to your number one fan?"
Diavolo pouted playfully, his head drooping down - imitating a dog while his demonic presence began to suffocate you slowly.
"After everything, the horrendous crimes you've committed in my name.. For someone so dedicated to me, only to ditch me.."
You could feel those clawed talons reach out to you, barely moments away from grazing your skin.
"I hate it, you know? I'm not usually like this.."
"All I want is for you to worship me, just like how they worship you..."
Diavolo only sighed as his eyes bore into yours, lulling you into a dark abyss.
"That's not so hard to ask for, right? I know it wasn't part of the contract..But I think I’ve undervalued the price for my help"
Now his clawed hands were gripping onto your jawline, your face now forced look at him and him alone. His hot breath fanning against your lips as little by little, you were now pressed against his chest. Your eyes widened as Diavolo kissed the side of your neck, the absolute delight in his voice loud and clear.
"I think it's time I collected my end of the contract"
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Ride or Die
Grand Inquisitor x F!Reader
18+ Fic (Minors DNI)
Chapter 1: The Stranger | Chapter 2: Wet Moon | Chapter 3: Favors | Chapter 4: Negotiations | Chapter 5: The Eagles' Fall | Chapter 6: Survivor | Chapter 7: Flight | Chapter 8: First Watch* | Chapter 9: Lanternbeetles* | Chapter 10: Youngling | Chapter 11: Kin | Chapter 12: Birthright | Chapter 13: Theo | Chapter 14: Handprints | Chapter 15: Vella* | Chapter 16: Fletchers | Chapter 17: Awaited | Chapter 18: Unwell | Chapter 19: Temple Guard | Chapter 20: Home | Chapter 21: Juleper Berries | Chapter 22: Forgiveness | Chapter 23: Listening | Chapter 24: The Weavers | Chapter 25: Guilt | Chapter 26: Pyrefalcon* | Chapter 27: Mother | Chapter 28: Precipice | Chapter 29: Operating | Chapter 30: Flesh and Blood | Chapter 31: Worthy | Chapter 32: The Comet | Chapter 33: Imperial | Chapter 34: End of Report | Chapter 35: Nurtured Flame | Chapter 36: Spirit-sent | Chapter 37: Guidance | Epilogue : Solstice
Working Glossary
*chapters containing porn
Summary:
It has been seventeen years since your rebirth on the plains of Utapau. An orphaned child with nowhere else to go, you were adopted by your clan leader Drago and his mate Bolen, who made you their own daughter through the unique tattooing rituals of the surface-dwelling Pau'an.
Now you lead a group of your kin to trade with a neighboring clan, when you come across a lone stranger riding across the grasslands. Nothing about him makes sense, least of all the marks he bears on his forehead in conflict with the symbols he carries on his shoulders.
You must guide him on his mission, while you ponder the secrets of his past that might just align with yours, and balance the survival of your small clan amongst two powerful opposing forces.
Content Warnings:
Canon-typical Violence, Graphic Depictions of Sexual Situations, Smoking, Drinking, Descriptions of Death, Manipulation, Gaslighting, Animal Death, Xenobiology, Fingering, Breast Fondling, Mourning, Mind-probing, Order-66 Flashbacks, Pregnancy, Nipple Play, Major Character Injury, Blood, Needles, Medical Procedure, Surgery, Unhealthy Relationships, Vomiting
Word Count: 159,344
Tag List:
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