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miladasmith · 20 days
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Hey how’s it going?💕By the way ,I have something….
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5mary5 · 12 days
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Mc breaking the fart barrier in their relationship with the brothers👐
Imagine mc one day being like- sick and just farting all day everyday for a couple of days and the brothers are either suprised disgusted or dying of laughter nit to mention the rest of the datebles and the side characters
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cloudsofteeth · 1 month
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He’s such a good sport about it though (*´꒳`*)
Even if it took him a while to notice his state of dress
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radarchives · 4 months
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journey-to-the-attic · 3 months
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please....... even if you never finish it... pretty please let us see the solphisto art? i can come off anon if you'd rather dm it i just need more of them 😭 🤲
okay full transparency this is entirely self indulgent but i don't mind sharing!! it's just that i don't really Know how to do rendering or whatever it is that makes digital art look cool, so i always end up stuck when i try to draw something colourful. anyway this is what i have so far!!
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i think the one time i really succeeded with what i was going for is that one satan drawing, which i still have yet to top, but i wanted to try something new here. i should probably look at art tutorials or something but there's something fun about mindlessly playing around with settings and blend modes
(in one of his fnaf vr 2 videos markiplier decides to do the music man mini-game entirely by ear instead of using the visual cues to help him and that's basically how i do things. it's working a little bit. well i'm having fun at least)
while i'm not sure if i'll come back to it i'm happy you've shown interest! i should get back to writing chapter 48 now... (i promise it's on its way but i ended up cutting a lot of chunks, so now i have to re-tie the scenes lol)
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annamack · 3 months
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Hey y’all ✌🏻❤️
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weaselishmcdiesel · 1 year
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I almost wonder if there's any correlation with "Favorite Pasta When You Were In Middle School" to "Favorite MCYT Person"
Probably not but it would be interesting if there was
there may be! im not sure but this ask did inspire me to compare my long-term faves
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a cannibalistic monster, the demon avatar of wrath itself, and one minecraft youtuber who wins
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miladasmith · 19 days
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Dm let’s meet and have fun💋🍒
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avatarofcuriousity · 1 year
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OBEY ME FIC WRITERS, TAKE NOTE!
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dark-side-blog3 · 10 months
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Have you ever just been looking at Belphie while he's in his Demon form and thought "Wow his tail looks a lot like cotton candy" It makes me wonder if I'd even get the chance to give it a nibble without getting told off.
Still related to him but also his tail looks so fun to play around with. Kind of like how a cat will play with toys, batting them around. I want to do that to his tail. And if he asked about it I'd just say "Oh sorry I finally let intrusive thoughts win" but what would he think of me then :(
-⭐️🎤
Well rockstar anon (is that who you are supposed to be with those emojis? It is now), I think if you said "I finally let the intrusive thoughts win" to Belphie after he hoists you in the air after you took a nibble of his tail, he would laugh a little.
You're bouncing around all full of energy, and nibbling on his demon-formed tail like a child. Like a kitten, or a cub of some sort. Cute. But you know he hasn't washed his tail in a while, right? Can't you taste that grime and oil? The little bits of lint? Belphie tries to take better care of himself but it's a lot of fucking effort, bathing while still in his demon form, and at the end of the day, he just forgets to brush out the knots and scrub it properly for weeks. If you want to play with Belphie, you should nibble something else--- like his sleeves, or the hair on his head (he remembers to clean that more often). Or don't chew on him at all. That's probably the cleanest option if he's being real with you.
Batting around his tail while he sleeps might make Belphie instinctively whip his tail side to side, swishing and flicking at your hands as if they're flies-- which might make you bat at his tail more, and result in more flicks and swishes. Until Belphie wakes up with an annoyed thwap of his tail on your face.
Your "intrusive thoughts" won? Do you know what would happen if his intrusive thoughts won?
Belphie would squeeze your cheeks in his palms so hard your eyes popped out like a pug, and he'd shake you so hard and fast the optic nerve would snap, leaving you blind. You don't even have to be doing anything wrong, it's not about punishing you, it's about the fact that you're there, and he can't help but think to hurt you. And its not just you-- Belphie thinks of hurting all of his brothers, of hurting Diavolo and Barbatos, of doing things that would nuke his reputation, of doing things he doesn't even really want to do. But the fact he doesn't want to do them is what makes them intrusive. Even if Belphie is a little sadistic towards you, he's not going to pop your eyes out or play too rough with you... Not impulsively. Those would have to be thought-out actions. Acting on impulse is how pets like you wind up dead at the bottom of the stairs, remember?
Good thing he doesn't do what his intrusive thoughts say, hmm? You need to learn a little self-control. Or correct terminology, human.
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Dance
Lucifer (OM) x Reader (GN)  MATURE (Tags): Sensual dancing/stripping, build up, dry humping, wing play, slight oral/finger tease  Words: 1K
It's after-hours at The Fall, the time where casual club goers clear the area and allow for the more, unhinged side of Devildom to come to life. Where the degenerates of this realm come to really show what a demon can behave like. The back  doors and halls open, where you can fulfill your desires with any patron you'd like if chosen. Any succubus or incubus was up for it, no matter who walked through those doors. Especially you. It was a rare occasion that anyone sampled a human, especially one like yourself. The "pet" of the 7 Demon Brothers, the rulers of hell. They could smell it on you as you walked to the bar, all eyes either devouring you or glaring in disgust. The bartender knows what you like already, some sort of a mind reader you guessed. As your drink slides to you casually, you turn to see the lights dim, and the crowd bunch together toward the center stage. The music starts, and you slightly cover your ears. The pitch, something off about it made you squirm, but the demons before you were going wild, cheering and hollering as they all seemed to grind and pulse against each other in delight. That's when you see him, it surprises you at first as you wouldn't expect him to be here performing. In a tight black long sleeve body suit with the shoulders cut out, his lean and muscular legs covered in blue dancer tights and heels, he steps out, his black and grey-tipped hair pulled back and the crimson of his eyes scanning the crowd as he grasped the pole. A random voice of the crowd whistled and screamed his name, Lucifer, which had him turn toward the cat call with a upturned nose. With a shimmy of his hips, he twirled once around, lowering to the ground in a split before lifting a leg flawlessly in the air. The crowd went wild, cheering the demon on. You watched in awe, taking in every graceful movement, though wondering why he maintained the same scowl on his face. Surely he volunteered for this, right? You decide to take your drink, leaving the amount of Grimm needed on the counter plus a tip before you make way to the stage. You try your best to navigate the mass of bodies, some moving out of the way for you and others refusing until you had to duck under a few pairs of legs, and all while not spilling a drop from your glass. Finally you reach the edge of the stage, where oddly, no one fought you on standing in your location, they were too busy staring at Lucifer as he continued his dance, before stopping completely to lock eyes with you. You'd think he'd be embarrassed, but it's the opposite. A smirk in the corner of his mouth forms and his attitude changes. The music stops, signaling that his performance was done. The crowd is displeased, but they all disperse, dancing amongst themselves to the rapid and pulsing EDM beats that filled the building with flashing lights. You look up at the stage again to see that the demon had left, but a tap on your shoulder causes you to flinch. It's the bartender, who takes the glass from your hand and gestures you to follow him. Unsure what you did wrong, perhaps maybe you left too little of a tip, you follow being lead to a large red door with velvet upholstery and gilded doorknob. "He requested you meet him here." is all the bartender says before opening the door, standing aside to let you walk in nervously.  The door shuts and you're left in a room only lit by black lights, the neon scenery stimulating your senses as a chill in the air crawls up your back. There's a chair in the center of the room, and you make your way to it. As soon as you sit down you feel a pair of hands slide over your shoulders and down your biceps. A low hum flows through your ears, your eyes closing as he spoke to you. "I'm glad you came...____" He says your name so seductively, you could feel your chest tighten and your core stir in excitement. "Make sure you open your eyes so you don't miss anything." He lets go of you and your eyes slowly open, the demon stands before you, his stride slow and calculating. The room suddenly fills with music, a tune that you're familiar with as he continues toward you. At the start of the break in the song, slowing building to the drop...he stops just a few inches from you. His arms reach behind him, gliding down the body suit as it slowly peels away from his skin. His eyes lock with yours again, his mouth parts fangs gleaming brightly in a flourish.  The drop hits, the body suit drops to the floor and his wings spread out with a powerful gust of wind. The blue tights stay on, as they wrap around your waist and the chair. His wings flutter and enclose around you, his body twisting and grinding against your crotch so you can feel his cock harden as he did so.  His breaths are erratic, his eyes wild as his thrusts follow the steady beat. You feel compelled to reach up and touch his cheeks, he presses against your palm, your thumb plays on his lips, his tongue darting out for a quick taste. You indulge him by sticking your pointer and middle finger inside, feeling his greedy tongue swirl around them as he kept his eyes locked on you.  You grab his thigh, he grunts, releasing your fingers so you can reach over and pet an outstretched wing. He throws his head back, a gasping “Ah” being heard over the volume of the music which shakes your core. You wanted nothing more but to either take him or him take you, the rhythm speeding up, a guttural growl bellowing from his throat. You take this moment to feel and tug at the base of the wing you touched, and it sets him off, the black lace thong he wore becoming wet with his cum as he arched his hips against you.  When he comes down from his his climax, he looks at you with lust filled eyes, the music coming to a close, with his chest rising and falling rapidly.  “I hope you’re ready for the next song, this time I won’t hold back...” 
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arhiweebs · 2 years
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Quiet Library
Satan X (F)Mc
Kinktober
Warnings: bottom Mc, public sex, forced cum, pact play,fingering, overstimulation, cumming, squirting, moaning, hushed moans, choking, shaking
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You both sat across from each other at a library table. Both having your own books in hand.Yet one could be sure neither of you were actually focused on the book. Glaring at each other.
Satan narrowed his eyes at you. The side of your lip twitched up into a smirk.
“Cum.”
There was a soft warm sensation over the pact mark of yours and Satan’s. Satan growled but yet was forced to do as his master commanded. His soft growl quickly turned into a low groan as he tried muffle it.
His head and eyes rolled back. He gave a deep low hum. His breathing went jagged and heavy. His hands clenched the book so tightly, it wore the lining.
Just barely above a mutter, “..Fuck~”
Just as his master said, he obeyed. Satan slowly opened his eyes. His bottom half was covered by the table but you could only imagine the load he just let out.
It was enough to give tingles to your own body.
“Good.”
“Mc, I-“
“Cum again.”
His words were cut off and he shot his head up to look at you.
“Wait! I- oh~ fuck~”
Another groan fell from his lips. A bit louder than the previous one, but still not enough to draw too much attention to the table you both occupied. He maintained eye contact with you this time.
He wanted you to see exactly what it was you were doing to him.
He clenching his jaw. Already discarding his book, he now clenched and clawed at the table.
A small chuckle came from you as you watched him become unravel right before your eyes.
He bucked his hips up at the table and his eyes lashed fluttered a bit. He let out deep and heavy breaths.
He didn’t say anything this time, he simply prepared himself for another order.
But all you did was stand up, clearing your throat and taking your book with you. Walking past you, you gave a pat to his head.
He sighed heavily and rubbed his face as he looked over his shoulder to watch you leave.
You made your way over to the mystery section. All the thriller mysteries, Crime Mysteries, Caper mysteries. Sure, Satan was a mystery fanatic, but being around him so much, you couldn’t help but become one yourself.
Secluded by bookshelves in the corner of the library you browsed quietly through the isles, picking up books and glancing over them. Waiting for something to catch your mind and eyes.
You felt a hand snake around your waist and a kiss to the side of your neck. He was so quiet and moved so smoothly.
“That was certainly a stunt you pulled.” He whispered to you as a hand traveled down to your hips.
“Well I had to get you back from earlier when you dragged me into yet another failed prank on Lucifer.”
He scoffed at the name.
He hummed and dipped a hand under your skirt pressing his fingers to your clothed clit and rubbing circles.
“Get me back? Oh, my dear, we’re just getting started now. You think you can ‘get back’ at me with just that. No no no-“
He snickered feeling the wet print through your underwear. He traced his fingers down to your core - A breath hitching in your throat - Rubbing faint circles just above the area.
“-If anything, you only riled me up.”
He left you go but quickly pinned you against a bookshelf. He smirked and looked at you with a tilt of his head and half lidded eyes.
“Don’t make too much noise. Libraries are supposed to be quiet, you know.”
He kissed your neck and dipped a hand back under your skirt. Moving your underwear out the way, he toyed through your folds and rubbed heavy circles to your clit. Coaxing his fingers with your wetness.
You let out a soft moan and closed your eyes, leaning forward to rest your forehead on his shoulder. But no, he wanted to see your face. Watch you struggle to keep your composure. Look into your eyes to see how he’s making you fall apart just like you did with him.
Taking his middle and ring fingers, he held you in place and pushed his digits inside you. A small gasp left your lips and your legs wavered. Daring to give you.
He hushed you and used his free hand to trail around from your back to your neck. Gripping your throat ever so nicely.
“Not so big now, are you?” He smiled smugly and kissed your lips.
His two fingers pumping in and out of you.
He clenched his jaw looked down at you, into your eyes. One hand wrapped around your neck and the other making you fall apart
Whined and whimpers fell from your lips and your legs shook. Barely being able to let you stand straight. You felt the build up rise. You but your lip trying to keep quiet, honestly, that only made Satan more excited.
He curled his fingers inside you. His pumping got faster. You gasped and your eyes widen as your orgasm came a lot quicker than you previously believed.
You let out a struggles moan as you came over his hands. He smiled at you, still keeping that lovely eye contact.
Yet he didn’t stop, he wanted something more.
Your walls clenched around his digits and struggled whimpers and moans fell from you. A bit overstimulated, your legs shook and you grinded against his hand. Another quick build up came. He came the same fast pace. This one felt different.
You sucked in a sharp breath as your overstimulated clit clenched around his fingers.
“There we go~”
Your eyes rolled back and a long soft moan danced from your lips as you squirted on his fingers.
“That’s what I wanted.”
He whispered and kissed your neck as he held you finish your pretty orgasm.
He pulled out his fingers. Sucking and licking your slick off his hand. He hummed pleased. He had ended up taking a sweater and wrapping it around his waist, for which you didn’t notice at first.
“Let’s go now. I’m not done with you.”
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scorpiobaddiesblog · 11 months
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spicebunnyz · 9 months
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Peek a boo 🫣
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