Hallo, hallo, bello! I came across Critical Darling and it's sooooooooo good! Like, the relationship, her powers, everything was just soooooo amazingly written!
Thank you!!! That means a lot to me! I had a LOT planned out for Critical Darling (involving their evolving friendship and eventual relationship; that said the relationship was planned to be slow burn due to them both needing to work through things, and her powers complicating things; working through the Ryan Discovery with someone who CARES about Homelander and isn’t using him, and a sub plot I made up about WHY there is so much crime in that city-I planned to exclude Stormfront Entirely)
The only reason I went on Hiatus with it is that my hyperfixation shifted 😅 my brain is consumed with Dungeons and Dragons at the moment lol
I might have to pick Critical Darling back up though; I still think about it a lot; and I did have part of Chapter 5 written (without spoiling anything; it’s going through the fallout of Homelander believing they are now in a relationship, and Darcy finding that out in a pretty embarrassing way).
Feel free to message me if you want to hear some of the Plot-Threads I had planned!
(I have not seen any of Season 3 btw)
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hi! do u have any book recommendations like illicit flirtations? loveddd your fic and the inspiration behind it!!
if not do you have any other book recommendations? ur taste is so *muah* big brained i want to study it under a microscope
anyways can't wait for the next chapter :)
AHHH hello anon!! thank you so much for your kind words :,) it really means a whole lot to me that you 1) are enjoying the fic and 2) are interested in learning more about gender and race based issues!!
i’d highly, highly recommend reproducing race by khiara bridges! it doesn’t talk about the exact same topics as illicit flirtations, but it does cover themes of intersectionality (via race, class, and gender.) it’s also extremely relevant right now, considering the recent roe v wade overturning. (fuck SCOTUS fr!)
but yes once again THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE SUPPORT!! i appreciate it so, so much <3
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Hello hello, may i request for yandere Diavolo OM where hes tightly hugging darling because he's afraid that they'll disappear? You feel his hands all over you body and he whispers how much he loves you while slowly crushing you body (accidentally)
✧ CW: yandere character, non-consensual hugging, non-consensual kissing, power imbalance in relationship
✧ PAIRING: Diavolo x GN! reader
You can't say no to Lord Diavolo.
He's always been kind to you, greeting you warmly, and offering to help make your stay more comfortable, but you've never realized just how hard it is to turn him down. You've become comfortable with agreeing with him, because all he ever asked of you before was if you'd like to show him around your hometown in the human world or if you'd like to join him for tea, or if you'd stay for a weekend in his place (and even then, he said it as though he wanted you to have a break from the chaos in the House of Lamentation and not for the real reason—that he wanted to monopolize your attention, if only for a few days).
But he's never been so...upfront about such an odd request. So when he called you to his office and abruptly wrapped his arms around you, you were at a loss for words. This was unfamiliar; Diavolo's affection had never gone past an occasional pat on the back and a warm smile. And he just doesn't let go.
He sighs against the top of your head and calls out your name softly, so only you could hear—like an intimate whisper, "why don't you stay here a little while longer?"
How did he expect you to respond when he had you in such a position? Your head was almost tucked into him, and your arms painfully stiff by your sides, caged by his own bigger ones. He didn't seem bothered by how rigid and inflexible you were, and not even by your lack of response, content with being able to hold you so close.
Any words you would have said would have been too muffled for him to hear, but you were already frozen in place, your mind racing and your head spinning. Could you deny him?
"Don't worry about the legalities of it all," he continues, "I could just as easily keep you in here with me if there's anything stopping my appeal. To be honest, I'd much rather it be that way—the brothers have had too much time with you since you've come here, and I don't want them taking any more."
A hand around you moves a little lower, and you're unable to breathe yet again. Sweat trails down your front as Diavolo brings you in even closer (if that was even possible). Where was this coming from?
Suddenly, he laughs, not the usually boisterous sound you're familiar with, but softer, and goes to place a soft kiss on your head, fondness clouding his voice, "I don't dislike them for all their antics, but I don't know if any of them know just how much I like you. It frustrates me endlessly to see them constantly all over you, smothering you, right in front of me. And if you were unaware, I hope I made things clear now. I love you."
Just when you thought things couldn't get worse, with a firm arm tightening its hold around you with the hand stroking your side, another finding purchase on the small of your back, and your body almost melting into his, he just had to drop a confession on you. A confession from the future king of the Devildom, the man who was overlooking your stay here, and the only one with the power to send you home—not that it seemed he wanted to anymore. Could you be honest with him? Could you tell him that you didn't feel the same and that you wanted to go home once it was all over?
Could you risk upsetting the man who was being so vulnerable with you right now? Especially when you were well aware of exactly what he didn't want to hear from you.
"I wanted to make this more romantic," he confessed, the hand at your back simultaneously rubbing circles and pressing you down into him, "I had it all planned out, but you'll be leaving in a week. I don't want you to go and leave me," the whisper of your name is heart-achingly tender, "I truly love you. More than you could imagine. More than I should. Won't you consider staying with me? I promise to keep you happy, even down here in the Devildom."
"If you miss the morning light of the human world, I'll find a way to bring it to you. If you want to meet your friends there, I'll take you myself. All I ask of you is to stay with me a little longer." The unspoken condition registers itself to you all the same—to reciprocate his love.
Your breathing stills for a moment when his grip suddenly tightens and he buries his face into your hair, kissing you over and over. It's almost too tight, but with his strength and size, any attempt at fighting back would have gone unnoticed. All you can do is wait for him to let go.
Just as you start feeling lightheaded, he pulls away and instead caresses your cheek with his hand, beaming down at you with that achingly familiar smile you had always trusted before swiftly pressing his lips onto yours. It was almost innocent, a quick peck—but you knew this was only him testing the waters.
"I'm so happy. I love you," he echoes the words again, though they no longer have an effect on you. The tips of your fingers and your tongue feels numb, and your head is heavy with sorrow. It doesn't escape you that you've yet to respond to any of his words or actions, that he doesn't care about how you feel. All of this was merely an illusion of you having a choice.
How did things turn out this way?
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