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tomakoshark · 6 days
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I haven't written anything in a year due to work and such, I'll try to get on that <3
If you have suggestions, please feel free to give me some! I'm not the best at writing, but I'll try!
I primarily write for Male or GN MC's btw, and of course, if I'm not comfy writing it, I just wont do it lmao
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tomakoshark · 8 months
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Asmo shows so much joy and excitement in dressing more feminine or expressing himself more through it. Yet there's people out there who hate this, and want to see less of it or just gone completely. Demanding to see him more masculine instead.
BEING FEMININE IS WHO ASMO IS. THIS ISN'T BAD OR SHOULD BE ERASED JUST BECAUSE YOUR LOW/HIGHKEY QUEERPHOBIC SELF CAN'T DEAL WITH A CANON QUEER GUY BEING FEMININE.
ASMO IS PERFECT AS HE IS. IF YOU CAN'T SEE THAT OR ACCEPT THAT, THEN STAY AWAY FROM HIM AND ME.
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tomakoshark · 10 months
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Beelzebub: "You are what you eat, you know what that means right?"
Mc: "I'm a dick."
Asmo: *WHEEZES*
Lucifer: “Mc that is NOT-!
Mammon: *blushing* “W-what the hell is that supposed to mean?!”
Mc: “Oh you know damn well.”
Mammon: *nervously looks away, face bright red*
Satan: “I don’t want to be here anymore.”
Belphegor: “Seconded.”
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tomakoshark · 1 year
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Man, I can't hold it in any longer. Every time this card pops up, I just have the strongest urge to LAY ON HIM.
His pose is literally so inviting. Like legs open, leaning back. I just want to lay in between his legs and nuzzle my face into his stomach while I hug him.
And I mean, man's got some handcuffs on, I can think of a few other things I could do while I'm there,,,,,,
Just imagine him laying like that often, casually and innocently, minding his own business. And then you just happen to come up, target insight.
Small Fic Below, Male Reader x Leviathan
Just some poorly written kissing and fluff, kind of suggestive
I would've made it spicier/spicy, but I don't think I'm good enough at writing to do that yet eheheh
And just … Oh how he sat there. So comfortable, in a position so inviting. In a way, looking so confident. Even his quick glare has you transfixed, rendering you with a want to do nothing more than to advance.
Stepping closer towards him, he shoots you another brief glance, too absorbed in his switch to properly acknowledge you. Encroaching further into his personal space, you finally plop down in front of him, startling the poor demon as he suddenly pauses his game. “Wha- MC! What are you-?” Before he could finish his question, you crawl a little closer, knees finding their way in the little spot between his legs. Your hands now on each side of him, trapping him in his place. “Ah- M-MC, I don’t know what normie tactic this is b-but- eh!?”
Putting the rest of your weight onto Levi, you nuzzle your face into his abdomen, too absorbed into the warmth of his body and just … how soft he is to care about his current state. 
Which is panic. But, a good type of panic? Is it a good type of panic? Should he be happy about this?
He can’t help but feel his face get warmer, his heart beating out of his chest but … this is nice. Unsure about what to do next, or whether he should move, he stiffens further as he feels your arms snake their way around him. Finding purchase around his back, your hands pressed against him and, ah- are, are you tracing patterns on him?! 
‘This is it Levi, this is the way you die, by the hands of a normie and in your own bedroom!’ Though, it is really nice. To have you to himself, your breath slow and steady, warm on his chest. The weight of your body, like one of the best blankets in the three realms. And the feeling of your fingers on his skin, which even through his shirt feels … heavenly. He’s calm now, breathing syncing up to yours, his muscles relaxing. And he can’t help but stare. 
It was as if he was an angel all over again. Enamored by your presence alone, he finds his hand moving. Ever so slowly, cautious, not wanting to ruin this time with you. Shaking slightly, his fingertips finally reach your head, gently, as though you were the most fragile thing to exist. Lost in this moment, he let his hand wander along with his mind. Stroking your head softly, feeling your hair transition into skin as his fingers began to trace patterns of their own onto your neck. Traveling trails unknown to anyone but him, further onto your back. 
That is until you move, picking your head up to rest your chin on him instead. Eyes locking with his. And your smile, small and gentle, pulling at his heartstrings and increasing his now growing anxiety. 
‘You’ve done it now Levi, you idiot! Pathetic, stupid otaku, thinking you have a chance with him! Ah- he must think I’m a freak, I have to-’ “Ah- I’m sorry! I shouldn't have touched you! I-” “Levi, it’s okay.” You assure him, giving his waist a squeeze for comfort as a small chuckle escapes your lips. “Are you sure, I stopped paying attention. Ah- to my hand that is, you were just so comforting, a-and warm and … cozy. I-I …” Having pushed yourself off his chest, your face was now hovering only a few inches away from his, the smile on your face impossible to hide. 
“M-MC.” “I liked it, Levi. You don’t have to apologize. I like feeling your touch, getting to lay on you, be with you. It’s nice.” His face was covered in a deep blush as his eyes found any other thing in the room to glance at. Meeting your gaze, right now, he might combust. “Levi?” ‘Oh shit.’ Your eyes locked again, the call of his name drawing him back to you. And he can feel it, his heart beating faster, his hands becoming clammier. “You enjoyed yourself didn’t you?” ‘Fuck.’ “Of course I did, th-though not in a weird way, or anything, just-” ‘You’re losing it Levi, control yourself for fucks sake!’
Closing his eyes he took a deep breath to ground himself before meeting your stare. Determination filling his eyes. “I liked touching you- ah I mean, holding you! I just, I don't want to make you uncomfortable…” Slipping a hand up to caress his face, skin warm against your fingertips, you give him another smile. Same as the last but serene, enough to put him at ease. “You’re not going to make me uncomfortable, though I appreciate it. For a demon you have a soft heart…”
You slowly inch closer to him, at least he thinks you do. His chest is getting tighter, however, he’s just as calm again as he was earlier. Eyes flickering from yours to your lips and back once more, the doubt in his mind leaving as quick as it entered. Your lips were soft, softer than he could have imagined. Eyes closed, softly caressing each other's faces, he felt as though he could stay there forever. You and him, sharing this moment throughout time and space, nothing getting in the way, nothing stopping you two from being together. He’d like that, and so would you, but good things must always end. Of course only to begin again, as he chases your lips, stealing as much as he can while you pull away. 
And even as you stare into each other’s eyes, breathing regulating and the moment fleeting, he can’t help but feel as though it’s still just the two of you in existence. “MC?” “Mhm?” “Could we … Will you stay here? With me?” You take in the sight before you. Levi, with blown out eyes and cheeks as red as a sunburn. A longing look on his face hopeful for your answer. For something more. Confidence seemingly radiating out from him, compared to his usual self, he appears bold. Still cautious, but bold. It’s a nice look on him.
“Of course I’ll stay.” You lean down and give him another kiss, savoring the way his lips mold to yours, moving in time together like a dance. Pulling away again you hear a huff of slight annoyance coming from the demon below. You can’t help but smirk. “We can continue if you want. I mean with the cuddling, unless you want to-ah!” And with one fell swoop he rolled the two of you over, an embarrassed expression on his face. Slight worry and longing knitted into his eyebrows as he scanned your features. He wanted to make sure he was right, that you wanted him too. “I want to continue, more than cuddling …” 
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tomakoshark · 1 year
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I love this man so much you have no idea 💗
Also not that being his way of "sweet talking"
I've never lol
I just needed to share because he made my night
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tomakoshark · 1 year
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Mc: *munches on some fishsticks*
Lucifer: *stares at Mc from across the table*
Mc: *locks eyes with him* "What?"
Lucifer: "There is a perfectly good meal in front of you."
Mc: "I'm not eating that."
Beelzebub: "I'll take his portion!"
Lucifer: *sighs*
Mc: "You act as if I don't eat fish everyday."
Satan: "You don't, we had fried devil chicken yesterday."
Mc: *looks over at Levi with a smirk on his face* "That's not the only thing I had yesterday."
Levi: *spits out his drink across the table*
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tomakoshark · 1 year
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A Human’s Prey
Lucifer x Male Reader (Yandere?)
Spoilers to chapter 16
(it’s a short one)
Something has changed in you, something unsettling to the demons of the HOL.
Something is different about MC.
Ever since he came back to the devildom.
Ever since Belphegor killed him in cold blood.
Yeah, something has changed.
It was subtle at first, in the ways he peered at us in passing. The flicker behind his eyes as he gazed from across the room. The way his smile stretched across his face but fell short from his eyes. It was subtle, but it was there.
Then he became more confident in his actions. A more "hands-on" approach, if you will. How his arms snake around us as he catches us off guard. His hand on our lower backs as we walk side by side. The way he stalks us down the hall, "escorting" us to our rooms. How tight his grip gets when another acknowledges our existence. The gentle yet daunting caress of his hand on our faces, praising us for nothing. No, he's definitely not the same. He's not the human we fell in love with.
And as demons we've never felt like prey, not until now.
“MC.” “What’s the matter my dear? Not having fun?” His red eyes meet yours as you advance him, that oily smirk spreading across your face without hesitation. Stalking closer towards his desk you rest your hands on his paperwork, leaning in to take a closer look at your demon, a flicker of panic gleaming in his eyes. “MC I’m warning you to step back and get off of my documents.” He dictates sternly as he stands up from his chair, trying his best to hide his emotions behind cold eyes. You cock your head slightly in false pretense, a contemplative look on your face. “Hmm, I don’t think so, Lucifer.” “I mean it MC, don’t forget who you’re talking to.” Your eyes snap from playful to cold in less than a second, matching his stern response. “No, you don’t forget who you’re talking to!” Your hand slams onto the surface as you lunge forward. “I’m the one in charge here Lucifer, I let you play your little games but we both know who would win!” He stumbles backwards, tripping over his chair as you pounce further onto his desk. Fear strikes his heart when he knows it shouldn’t. He could end this now, subdue you, take the problem in to Lord Diavolo, kill you even. But that’s where his fear comes in. He can’t fathom hurting you, he may have made his advances in the past, but now?
Your chuckle breaks him from his thoughts as you continue to watch him from your perch. “Aww, what’s wrong? Is the Morningstar himself scared of a little human? What happened Lucifer, grown soft?” His eyes bore holes into you as he feels his anger take control, his head swimming in his thoughts. “You’re right MC.” But he can’t lose his control, he knows to play along. “Oh?” “You’re right, I’ve grown soft for you.” For you, he has to play along for you. “You’re cute Luci.” You admit, climbing down from his desk. “One of the many reasons why I love you.” Sauntering over to him you stop in front of his form, still splayed on the floor where he landed earlier. “Really, who would’ve known Lucifer, of all demons, could be such a lover boy?” You’re kneeled before him, hand reaching out to caress his beautiful face. Eyes glowing as he leans into your touch, anticipating your next moves, all the while setting his own. “How could I not, with such a wonderful person in front of me? The most adored human in the Devildom.” He clasps his hand around yours, the other reaching out to return your gesture. “You’re the only being to have ever made me feel this way … I love you MC.” “Lucifer..” Your eyes soften, what was once inhuman seems to regain what was once lost. Regained too late, as Lucifer's grip on you tightens, a spell released from his lips as his magic engulfs you. Your consciousness slips from your grasp as he holds you still. The love of your life gazing into your eyes as he locks away your soul. Another problem for the eldest to tackle. A problem he hopes to solve.
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