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sleeplessdreamer14 2 months
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饾枊饾枎饾枟饾枈 饾枖饾枔 饾枊饾枎饾枟饾枈
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summary: Adam catches feelings for a demon and absolutely suffering for it
fandom: hazbin hotel
relationship: adam x demon! reader
contains: canon typical themes, adam being repressed asf
Adam viewed himself as completely righteous and infallible and far above Hell and all its contemptible inhabitants
Every year he and his army would go down and joyfully slaughter as many sinners as they could get their hands on
That was the way things were, and he was more than content with it
But then you crossed his path and fucked all of that up
Of course it wouldn鈥檛 be that big a deal if he just thought you were hot
But unfortunately it ran deeper than purely wanting to boink you and be done with it
After a couple weeks of knowing you, it gradually dawned on him that you鈥檇 gotten stuck in his head
Try as he might to deny it, and believe you me he鈥檚 trying his damndest, Adam wanted more of you, secretly hating how much willpower he needed in order to keep away from you
In a moment of solitude, he caught himself reaching his hand out towards your fiery vision, and was filled with dread as soon as your flames brushed his fingertips and he yanked his hand away
And the worst part is how much he fucking loved the burn
It was at that moment that Adam knew he was fucked six ways from Sunday
He searched himself desperately for any shred of scorn or disgust to focus on you, to blame you for his desire for you, but ultimately came up empty
If Lute ever found out his attraction to you was more than merely sexual, he knew it would go one of two ways;
She would either turn on him in a hot second and he鈥檇 be locked out of heaven before he even knew it, or kill you on sight whether you were hellborn or not
Neither outcome was ideal
And Sera would surely condemn him for allowing himself to be bewitched by you
If anyone knew Adam was falling for you, he would definitely fall for real, and he couldn鈥檛 let that happen
But it was beginning to look like his fate was sealed
You had quickly become Adam鈥檚 most shameful secret
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amberitedragon 6 months
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It's over isn't it?
Jamil realizes he has feelings for Kalim. But it's too late. His master is getting married to his new wife who he shows he loves. He should've noticed sooner. But it's over isn't it?
He was fine. With the women. Who would come into his life now and again.
Cause he knew. That they didn't really matter until her.
After all these years, he's never think he'd lose.
It's Over Isn't it?
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gauloiseblue 29 days
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You carved your love on mine / And left a wound / That refused to heal
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(Younger!Simon Riley 脳 Older!Reader)
[+18 | Adult Content MDNI]
TW: manipulative behavior (reader), toxic relationship
He met you when he's still young and reckless. You were enticing, dark, with your moral compass pointing to the south. With your words, you lured him into your world, where all the rules didn't matter except for yours.
He couldn't remember exactly when, or why you took interest in him, but you weren't afraid of showing it. Just like a fool, he took a bite of your poisoned apple.
The first time you marked him as yours was when you pricked his earlobes with earrings. It was a black and round pair, and the wounds slowly healed under your care. You smiled every time you saw your handiwork, and he got a sense that your love was gonna mold him into a puppet on strings.
The second time happened on impulse, because you tempted him with your work of art. You weren't a tattoo artist, but you drew intricate designs in your note. You told him you always wanted a tattoo, but upon an unfortunate circumstance, you were denied every chance of having one. So he offered himself to be your canvas instead. The next day, his forearm was wrapped with cling film, and you kissed him on his cheek as you both exited the tattoo parlor.
The third time you did it was when he wanted you, but you didn't reciprocate. Instead, you asked him to lay down, as you put his wrists on handcuffs. You tortured him for hours with your hands and toys, and never gave him what he needed. You pushed him to the point of frustration, and it made him cut himself from pulling too hard on the metal cuff. You kissed his tears away when you're finished, carefully tended his wound as he laid there, completely spent.
The fourth and the fifth time occurred at the height of your obsession, and he liked you enough to let you use him. You decorated his arm with blank ink, before you paid a tattooist to embed your work into his skin. It took a month to heal, but it was worth it, since you'd trace your finger on his arm when you both laid on the bed. Your touches lingered with him for a long time, and he'd caress the lines of his tattoo鈥攁bsent-mindedly鈥攁s he thought of you sometimes. And he still does it, even to this day.
The sixth time you left a mark on him was the result of his confession. He told you about his plan to enter the military, and you sneered as you taunted him about his pain tolerance. He ended up on your bed, pinned down, as you worked on his nipples. He hissed in pain as you pierced his nib, before you slid the little rod into his skin and screwed it shut. Your eyes darkened as you watched him laid under you, panting, and helpless. Then again, you always liked him when he's powerless.
The seventh time was different, since he was the one who put the mark on himself. He told you that he loved you, that he wanted them to be something more. Yet you were silent, you didn't look at him in the eye. He took your hands into his, trying to get the words through you, but you pulled them away. "I'm sorry." You muttered to him, "I can't love you the way you want." He asked you, begged you for a chance, but once again he's met with your silence. So he swallowed his words, and lied that he's content with what they had.
The eighth time you ruined him, was the time when you took him on a holiday. It was a three-day trip, and you were the one who's driving. The two of you went to the countryside, slept on cheap motels, ate at old diners, and lazed around wherever you liked. You both stopped at a quiet lake, where he took a photo of you for the first time. You were smiling, with your eyes crinkled with amusement. That was the day when he realized he loved you more than he let on. At a Chinese shop near the hotel you both stayed in, he brought you a jade ring in lavender color. You kissed him senselessly once you received it, turning him drunk with the only kind of affection that he knew鈥攐n the bed, two bodies tangled, with heavy breaths filling into every corner of the room.
Perhaps the only time you've ever been honest to him, was the ninth time you marred him with false hope. He was lying on the bed with you in his arms, when you suddenly asked him of what they'd become. He furrowed his brows, as he lifted his head to look at you.
"We can be anything you want." He answered.
"What do you want us to become?" You asked him again.
"I want us to be married."
Your eyes widened, before a laughter erupted from your lips. "It's not possible, I'm the daughter of a politician."
"Run away with me, then." He replied, with a certainty in his tone, "We can live together, just you and I."
"My father would catch us in no time."
"We can leave the country, change our names, and live somewhere quiet."
You looked at him with an amused smile, and a strange sense of pity that he could only decipher once he lost his naivety.
"Do you think we'll be happy living like that?"
He shrugged, "Maybe. But I know I'll be happy with you."
You chuckled at him, before you gave him a kiss. "I hope you never change, Simon."
You didn't mean it, but he didn't know better. You made him believe that you were capable of love, and he gladly took it as a promise.
And he was happy, he was happy that you're happy with him, at least that's what it seemed. He thought they'd stay that way, until you maimed his heart for the last time.
He was in the kitchen when you told him that it's over, that you could no longer keep this going. He could only listen as you confessed to him about your engagement with a man of your father's choice. He felt his heart twist as you said that it's inevitable, and there's nothing he could change. You shouted at him when he grabbed you by your wrist and demanded you to think it over. We can run away together, we can leave the country, just stay with me. But you shoved him away, telling him things that you knew would hurt him. You forced him out of your apartment and slammed the door in his face. He convinced himself that everything would be fine by tomorrow morning, and you'd change your mind once you realized that you loved him. But when he came in the next day, he found your place had been emptied. He searched for you鈥攅ven just a trace of you鈥攊n every room, only to find a single ring on the table.
And just like that, you disappeared from his life. Leaving him with a self he no longer recognized.
You left such an imprint on him, that you ruined him for another love. But you, no part of him stayed with you. You slipped his ring off your finger just as easy as you slipped away from him.
He never saw you again, and never once did he not think of you in a day.
Years would pass, and he'd keep on searching for your face in the crowd. It became a habit of him, as he'd look around, wishing to catch even just a glimpse of you. Until he found you everywhere, in the train station.
You were on the front page of every newspaper, with a man beside you. A promising man, with a promising career in politics. You were smiling, but it wasn't the grin you used to show. When he unfolded the newspaper, he noticed the little accessory on your fourth finger. It's no longer made of the lavender jade鈥攔ather, it's a silver one, with a diamond adorning the top.
A mark of someone else's possession.
And a proof that you're never his.
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auri3 1 year
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jesus christ its the trigun stampede
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zbearhugz 4 months
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**TW Apollo**
Ngl, I'm loving all the terrified faces Asspollo's making in the latest episode.
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AND THE FACT THAT HE GOT BEAT UP (wish it could've lasted a bit longer though 馃槗).
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belanova 1 year
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I hope Quackity LOSES the custody and Wilbur & Luzu Become the parents of Til铆n and Quackity forced to Become parents with BBh
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xhanisai 10 months
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You know, I鈥檝e been thinking this for a while after seeing the finale.
What if the price of Gabriel鈥檚 wish is the creation of the alternative universe where ladynoir is evil and he is forced to fight his own son again?聽
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will80sbyers 1 year
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what they did to El this season makes me so angry, she had to experience all her trauma again, she was kept prisoner again, she was undressed without her consent, her hair were cut without her consent and she was forced to believe she was a killer for some time before she finally discovered the truth... I will NEVER forgive Owens for tricking her into that situation
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b4st4rd-420 3 months
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Sometimes im so angry that i WISH to run into him. i would take a grip of his shirt and make him listen to what i have to say. ask him why he did those things when he knew it was wrong. I would not let him go, i would make him listen to me and make him understand what he has done. i would not let go.
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madame-mongoose 2 years
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The Inhuman urge to traverse time and space and across reality to hug and befriend barry is strong today i see
Oh I don't want to befriend him. I want to destroy him. I want to rip apart molecule by molecule. I want to see him suffer and plead and beg for mercy all while I laugh like a vengeful god whose wrath he inflicted
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kennysaysthings 1 year
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Something about the way Dennis poisoned Mac with diet pills in season 7 and then Mac poisoned Dennis with the protein shakes in season 14.
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miscellaneoushunger 2 years
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Here's a fun idea what if Wes was immune to memory wipes meaning everytime danny and his friends erased the memories of events that happened Wes still remembers them perfectly
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rocksandmirrors 9 months
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i also wanna write a fic based on that thing i draw with Matt writing cringe self-insert fics. stay tuned ig
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k-rui 11 months
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this man makes me so sad its insane
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goosin-around 11 months
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I hate seeing Leopolds face show up in OUAT馃槫馃槫馃槫like boy ik you did my girl wrong. Old ass predator u look like you smell
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cuki3r3czek 1 year
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tom freaking out about going to jail for like almost the whole of s3 and then nothing happening was so disappointing. I needed a tom prison arc.
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