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mad love // Mammon

( ♡ ) pairing : Mammon x fem!girlfriend!reader

( ♡ ) warning : f!reader, human!reader , NOT PROOF READ , jealous Mammon , kinda cringe

The tension in the room escalated, you couldn't help but feel a sense of weariness wash over you. The argument between Mammon and Satan had spiraled out of control, and now it seemed like violence was on the verge of erupting. Beel held Mammon back with a grip, trying to prevent any further escalation.

Satan's warning hung in the air, his frustration evident in his voice. He had reached his breaking point, unable to tolerate Mammon's jealous ass reckless behavior any longer. The demon of greed, however, seemed unfazed by the threat, his defiance shining through his retort. His stubbornness refused to back down, even in the face of potential consequences.

" All right , do it , punch me . See what will happen next ! " Mammon's challenge hung in the air, daring Satan to follow through with his threat. The room fell silent, the tension thickening with each passing second.

Satan yelled, "You wanted this!" and swung his fist, hitting Mammon in the face, causing his head to turn to the side. Levi watched the altercation and bit his lip, quickly looking away. "damn" he thought.

Asmo angrily grabbed Satan's arm, trying to calm him down. His fingers dug slightly into Satan's arm, preventing him from escaping "Let me go! I'm going to teach our brother a lesson," Satan angrily whispered.

Satan's rage burned hot as he Asmo tried to held him down . His eyes blazed with fury, his chest heaving with anger. The room seemed to crackle with tension .

Mammon, clutching his throbbing cheek, slowly regained his composure. Blood trickled from a split lip, staining his teeth crimson. His eyes narrowed, a mixture of pain and defiance flickering within them. He wiped away the blood with the back of his hand, refusing to show weakness.

Belphie came to your side and grabbed your arm. "Do something, [name]!" Belphie whispered-yelled at you. Feeling a sense of responsibility, you gulped and yelled at the two, "You two, stay!" Hoping that the pacts would make them listen to you, but unfortunately, it didn't work. Levi, confused and concerned, asked himself, "What's going on?"

Mammon shouted at Beel, hoping to be released, "Let me go! I’ll kill him ! "

"Oh, I'd be thrilled to witness your attempt! Let's find out what you're capable of," Satan challenged Mammon, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Beel glanced at you with a pleading expression. " [Name], restrain Mammon! If you're the one restraining him, he might regain his senses." His words resonated with you, and you felt a sense of duty to help calm Mammon down. With a nod, you approached Mammon, hoping that you could have some effect on him.

Whispering softly, you called out to him , " Darling, please " Your voice carried a mix of concern and affection, hoping to reach the Mammon you knew deep down. However, to your surprise and dismay, he didn't even spare a glance at you. With a forceful push, he brushed you aside, disregarding your presence entirely.

The room fell silent, the air thick with tension. Beel's eyes widened in shock, his plea for help now tinged with worry. Satan's smirk faded, replaced by a frown. It was clear that Mammon's anger had consumed him , blinding him to everything else, including the people who cared about him.

Satan sighed , calming himself down , and then with a disapproving shake of his head, addressed Mammon directly " You shouldn't have done that " he said sternly before leaving the room. Levi, not wanting to be a part of the drama, tsked and took Asmodeus by the arm. "Let's go, leave them alone," he suggested, and Asmodeus glanced back at Mammon with a hint of frustration " And you wonder why she doesn't want to spend time with you " Asmo hissed before following Levi and Beel out of the room, leaving you and Mammon alone.

Mammon's shoulders tensed up, his muscles visibly tightening under the weight of his emotions. The silence that enveloped the room spoke volumes, each passing second filled with an unspoken tension that hung in the air. It was as if the atmosphere itself had become charged with his anger, making it palpable and almost suffocating.

You could see the struggle within him, the internal battle raging behind his eyes. His brows furrowed, his jaw clenched, and his fists involuntarily tightened, betraying the turmoil he was experiencing. It was evident that he was torn between his emotions and his stubborn pride.

The hurt in his eyes mirrored the ache in your own heart.

You let out a sigh and glanced at your boyfriend "Hey, Mammon," you said, concern in your voice " I... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have spent so much time with Satan." You apologized, knowing that Mammon doesn't like it when you hang out with other guys too much, especially his brothers .

Raising your hand, you firmly held onto his hand, causing him to stop trembling. Mammon stood there for a moment before turning to look at you, tears welling up in his eyes.

He turned completely towards you and embraced you tightly, tears streaming down his face filled with regret. His hand gently caressed your head as he mumbled apologies. " I'm sorry... I'm so sorry," he sobbed. "I never wanted to hurt you..." he cried.

" It's okay, love " you reassured him with a soft smile, wiping away his tears, your palms resting on his cheeks . Mammon gazed at you, trying to calm his sobs, his palms resting on top of yours.

You smiled softly and rested his head on your shoulder, soothing him with words of love. And suddenly, the monster within him fell asleep as he rested his head on your shoulder.

[luvvictoria]

Trouble // Diavolo

( ♡ ) pairing : Diavolo x human!reader

( ♡ ) warning : f!reader, human!reader,, age gap , NOT PROOF READ , this is happening in lessons 56 so if you didn't reach that lesson read at your own risk , Diavolo POV

" I've known you for quite some time now , yet there's still so much I don't know about you , isn't there ? " I chuckle softly and look up at the sky. After a short moment of admiring the night sky, I look back at her and carefully observe her gentle features illuminated by the moonlight "If you're open to it, I would really enjoy the chance to do these things with you more often. It would be wonderful to spend more time together. " I said and could feel my cheeks burning red .

I gathered all my courage and blurted out, " [name], I have something important to tell you." The weight of my words hung heavy in the air as I paused, feeling my heart race in my chest. The world seemed to grow smaller, suffocating me. I could feel the intensity of my emotions threatening to spill over, consuming me entirely.

"The truth is..." I trailed off, my voice barely above a whisper. My hands trembled, and I instinctively reached out to squeeze her hand tightly, seeking comfort and reassurance. The warmth of her touch provided a fleeting moment of solace amidst the chaos swirling within me. But as I looked down at our intertwined fingers, I couldn't bring myself to meet her gaze.

My palms grew clammy, and a bead of sweat trickled down the side of my face. The fear of rejection gnawed at my insides, threatening to unravel the fragile thread holding my emotions together. Doubts and insecurities flooded my mind, questioning whether I was making a mistake by baring my soul to her. What if she didn't feel the same way? What if I ruined our friendship? What if I ruined everything ?

But then, as if sensing my turmoil, I saw her smiling at me. That smile... it was like a beacon of hope, a lifeline in the midst of my stormy sea of emotions. It was a smile that had the power to melt away my fears and doubts, reminding me of the countless moments we had shared together. It was that smile that had first captivated me, that had ignited a spark within me, leading me down this treacherous path. Then I remembered when she first smiled at me . She smiled, and I knew… I was in trouble

In that moment, the weight on my shoulders seemed to lighten, and a sense of clarity washed over me. I realized that no matter the outcome, our connection was worth the risk. The love I felt for her was too powerful to be contained any longer.

Summoning every ounce of strength, I took a deep breath, allowing the air to fill my lungs and steady my racing heart. With a newfound determination, I finally confessed, "I love you." The words hung in the air, vulnerable and raw, as I awaited her response, hoping against hope that she would reciprocate the depth of my feelings.

In that moment, time stood still. The world around us faded into the background, leaving only the two of us, suspended in a fragile bubble of anticipation.

I could feel the warmth of her touch as she cupped my cheeks, her eyes filled with tenderness and understanding. In that moment, it felt as though she could see straight into my soul, calming the storm of emotions swirling within me.

Her gentle gaze was like a soothing balm, easing the tension in my body and filling me with a sense of peace. I couldn't help but be drawn in by the depth of her gaze .

As our lips met, it felt like the world around us disappeared. The warmth of her touch sent shivers down my spine, and I felt a rush of euphoria unlike anything I had ever experienced before. In that moment, it was just the two of us, lost in a whirlwind of passion and desire.

As we pulled away, our eyes locked in a silent understanding of the depth of our connection. I knew then that this was just the beginning of something truly special, a love that would only continue to grow stronger with each passing day.

With a smile that reached her eyes, she whispered, "I love you." And in that moment, I knew that I had found my soulmate, my partner in life, and my forever love.

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[luvvictoria]

teacher’s pet // Malbonte

( ♡ ) pairing : teacher/human!Maobonte x human!reader

( ♡ ) warning : f!reader, human!reader, smut , vaginal sex, female anatomy , NOT proofread, sex with no plot , human!malbonte , age gap , teacher x student

( ♡ ) 🗒️a/n : BRO IT HAS BEEN A YEAR SINCE I LAST WROTE 💀💀

It was just after a long day at that damn high school , and let’s not talk about that new graduated history teacher that makes you eat history up , even though it’ your final year .

Completely depleted of energy, you crumble onto your mattress, enveloping yourself in the comforting embrace of a plush pillow. The weight of exhaustion settles upon your weary body, causing your eyelids to droop heavily. The day's demands have taken their toll, leaving you utterly drained and devoid of any remaining vitality.

The door creaks open gently, and the so called history teacher enters your dorm room. You slowly open one eye to see , even though you already knew who it was. He's an attractive man, tall with a well-built body, pale skin, and tired black eyes framed by thick jet black hair. He's dressed in a white button-up shirt, coffee brown tweed pants, and some oxfords. The scent of his fine cologne wafts through the air, reaching your nose.

As Malbonte sits down on your bed, the weight of his presence brings a sense of calm and comfort. The softness of the mattress beneath you molds to your body, providing a luxurious support. As you slowly awaken, the gentle touch of his hand on your lower back sends a wave of tranquility coursing through your veins.

His touch is warm and tender, radiating a soothing energy that seeps into your muscles, easing any tension that may have accumulated overnight. The sensation is both comforting and intimate, as if he understands the depths of your weariness and seeks to alleviate it with his touch.

Malbonte whispers softly and moves in closer to you, taking in your scent. His nose lightly brushes against your cheek as he shuts his eyes "It's difficult to act like there's nothing going on between us when we're in class. The way you gaze at me makes me…" but he stops mid-sentence and lets out a sigh. "I've missed you."

You grin and let out a soft breath, slowly opening your eyes, then turning to your side and wrapping your arms around his neck, with a smile on your face. "Seriously?" you inquire before giving him a kiss. "How much?" you chuckle.

Malbonte grinned, his fingers gently wrapping around your arm, his dark eyes fixed on your form as he smirked slightly. He began to slowly remove your clothes, all the while his lips pressed against yours, the intoxicating flavour of your kiss igniting a passionate desire within him. You look at him, a gentle blush appears on your cheeks, and a joyful flutter of butterflies stirs within you as you feel his fingers on your skin , his hands undressing your body .

Malbonte gently caressed your exposed back, trailing kisses along your cheek and down to your neck. His hands gradually removed your bottoms, revealing more of your bare skin. As he brought you to the brink of undress, he swiftly discarded his pants and underwear too.

“ Very much “ Malbonte responded eagerly, removing your panties with his chilly, slender fingers. He positioned himself at your entrance, his hips pressing against yours, while his arms rested on either side of your head. With a soft whimper, you felt him enter you, sending shivers down your spine.

Malbonte gazed upon you, his deep, alluring eyes gleaming with intensity. He began to glide within you, his length evoking delicate gasps that escaped your lips with each rhythmic motion. The weariness mingled with the sheer ecstasy that Malbonte bestowed upon you, causing your drowsy eyes to flutter, yet you instinctively arched your back, yearning to feel him more .

"It’s challenging to resist the urge to beat up those boys who dare to gaze upon you," he confessed, his breath labored as he continued to caress you. "They have the audacity to do so even in my presence," Malbonte murmured, gently nuzzling your neck as he inhaled deeply. "If only I could, I would fuck you right before their eyes," he whispered seductively , a mischievous smirk danced upon Malbonte's lips as he proceeded to lavish your neck with kisses, his hips seamlessly synchronizing with yours.

Malbonte's tender kisses abruptly ceased as he sank his teeth into your shoulder. He increased the pace of his movements, skillfully targeting your most sensitive spot, causing moans and mewls to escape your lips. Your delicate fingers grasped onto his strong back, unable to form coherent words as pleasure consumed you. Your body instinctively drew him in closer, intensifying the intimate connection between you two.

Malbonte exhaled deeply, gracefully gyrating his hips in circular motions before penetrating you once more, eliciting a passionate moan from his lips. You surrender to the overwhelming pleasure, closing your eyes as your body gracefully arches in response to the electrifying sensation of your release.

Malbonte let out a weary sigh as he gazed upon your fatigued figure, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips. " I’m not done with you , love " he said , his hands firmly gripping your hips.

With gentle strokes of his thumbs, he caressed your delicate curves, slowly descending upon you. Your cunt part pressed against his face, as he skillfully worked his enchantment, sucking and teasing every inch of your clit . The taste of your essence mingled with his own, causing him to let out a moan. " No one will eat this pussy better than me " Malbonte purred, the vibrations of his voice heightening your sensitivity and causing you to squirm under his tongue .

His tongue quickened its pace , his actions forceful and controlling, as he hungrily expressed his pleasure against cunt. You clutch onto his hair and cry out as your second orgasm overwhelms you. You let out a satisfied sigh and slowly close your eyes, allowing your body to relax completely after reaching your secknd climax. A gentle sound escapes your lips as you try to open your eyes. Looking through your lashes, you see Malbonte getting up and picking up his clothes before heading towards the bathroom.

A soft chuckle escapes your lips as you close your eyes, surrendering to the allure of a well-deserved rest. "I'll be back to get you in a bit, sweetheart. Don't doze off," Malbonte called out from the bathroom, just as the sound of the shower started.

[luvvictoria]

𝙬𝙚𝙞𝙧𝙙 𝙙𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙣 // 𝙆𝙤𝙠𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙗𝙤

( ♡ ) pairing : You were reading in your garden and you're surprised by a new presence

( ♡ ) warning : f!reader, human!reader, a bit sad, reader is a book worm, my writing here is way too formal , NOT proofread

( ♡ ) 🗒️a/n : it's been so long , I'm sorry for not posting , but I had my exams and now I still have lots of work </33 bUT I GOT THIS IDEA , I HOPE YOU ENJOY <333

You weren't a Demon Slayer , yet you possess a katana and a thunder breathing style . You got your sword from Sakonji , you don't know how you managed to get him give it to you , even tho you didn't join the Corps , yet you use it whenever you feel attacked . You don't kill all the demons in your path , as the Slayers , but only that attack you .

The moon lords brilliantly above them as the night descends and envelopes the village in a deep sleep, filling the heavens with stars gleaming in its mantle of darkness. As you stood at the end of the garden, a subtle sigh can be heard in addition to the soft sounds of the wind " A demon slayer ? " Three pairs of bright golden orbs are gazing up at the moon by your side " I was only seeking for a decent opponent to spar with, therefore today's luck is with me. " Kokushibo lays one palm on his katana at his hip and slowly peers down at you with his three pairs of eyes.

You heard his mumble and you turn your head to look at him then mirror his previous action and look at the shining moon and stars . Your gaze was then again of the forest. You noticed his katana and his kimono , you thought he was a demon slayer at first , but the 6 golden eyes told you otherwise . And yet , you didn't run or hide . You just stood there.

Kokushibo's gaze intensifies as he observes your calm demeanor and lack of fear. His expression remains stoic, but there's a hint of curiosity in his eyes. He watches the way the wind plays with your hair, his eyes following every movement with a discerning gaze " You possess an unusual level of composure for a demon slayer. Tell me, what brings you here? Are you merely enjoying the night's solitude, or do you seek a confrontation with me? " His question is accompanied by a slow, deliberate movement of his hand, fingers caressing the hilt of his katana. His intention seems clear—he is ready for battle.

You turned your head to face the demon. You looked over him and said, " I'm not a demon slayer " After speaking, you took another glance at the woodland " I occasionally battle demons who try to harm me. Just that. It's not my problem if other people are dying. " You spoke firmly.

Kokushibo's eyes narrow slightly as he takes in your response. He can sense a hint of indifference a nd detachment in your words, contrasting with the usual determination found in demon slayers " Not a demon slayer, you say ? An interesting declaration indeed. To possess the power to fight demons and yet not align yourself with the Corps... there are few who possess such capabilities. Tell me, what is it that motivates you to confront demons on your own terms? " His grip on his katana tightens ever so slightly, prepared for any sudden movements or attacks.

You crouched down and brushed your hand against the lush summer grass, feeling its softness against your fingertips. "Survival," you murmured, contemplating the situation. "I engage in conflict only when demons pose a threat to me. I see no reason to eliminate demons that don't intend me harm." Carefully plucking a few blades of grass, you pondered each one as if it held a secret message.

"Survival," Kokushibo repeats, his voice filled with contemplation. He takes a step closer to you, his eyes never leaving your form "You have a selective approach, unlike most demon slayers who seek to eradicate all demons. Your perspective of discerning which demons pose a threat and which do not is intriguing. It is a rare trait to find in a human. " His gaze flickers to the grass in your hands, as if observing the delicate act of plucking it " Tell me, have you encountered demons that have posed a formidable challenge to your survival ? "

Observing him, you raised your head. Your hair was gently flying through the air due to the wind, and you responded, "No, I haven't seen a demon to test me yet. However, I'm not willing to engage in combat with one. " you said, and there was still a definite sound of you plucking up grass.

Kokushibo continues to observe your actions, his gaze unwavering. A sense of intrigue lingers in his eyes, his curiosity about your mindset growing stronger " You speak with great certainty. It seems that you hold a certain level of confidence in your abilities. Perhaps you believe yourself to be invincible, untouchable by the demons that roam this world. "His voice remains calm, but there's a hint of skepticism, as if he's silently challenging your words " But let us entertain a hypothetical scenario. Imagine, for a moment, that you were faced with a demon with significant power, one that could pose a genuine threat to your exitence. What course of action would you take then ? " " I cannot convince myself that I am invincible. But if I'm confronting a demon that is more powerful than my power can withstand, I'm not willing to fight. " You muttered while watching the grass flutter in the air " Neither would I run. So be it if it wishes to kill me " You said, picking up more grass, " I'm at peace with death , but I didn't finish my book so I'm willing to finish it before I die "

Kokushibo's gaze remains fixed on you, his piercing golden eyes unwavering. He takes a moment to absorb your words, the calm acceptance of death that lies within them. There is a complex mix of fascination and admiration brewing within him, intrigued by your nonchalant attitude toward life and death " Such tranquility in the face of mortality. It is a remarkably rare quality to find in humans. Your indifference to the cycle of life and death sets you apart from the rest. And yet, it raises further questions..." Kokushibo takes a step closer, his towering figure casting a shadow over you " Tell me, human, what is the book that holds such importance to you? What is its title ? " " Don't call me human " you said as you turned towards the demon " I have a name " you muttered " [name] " Kokushibo's eyes flicker with a brief glimmer of surprise as you assert your name and request not to be referred to as 'human' . He registers your name, [name] , committing it to memory " Very well, [name] . I shall address you as such " you peeked at him then looked at the grass in your hand " 'A lost letter' , that's the book " and as you picked up some grass, you relaxed " Romance. I don't think you would enjoy it " Kokushibo's expression remains stoic, but a subtle hint of intrigue lingers in his voice " 'A Lost Letter'... a romance novel. An intriguing choice for one who claims indifference to the affairs of humans. Perhaps there is more to you than meets the eye. Literature has a way of captivating the human soul, even in the realm of demons " He pauses for a moment, collecting his thoughts "I too have indulged in human literature in my long existence. " He said then took a moment to think " If I were to allow you to finish your book before your inevitable demise, would it please you ? " As you carefully picked up some grass, you stated "I will finally feel at peace." the breeze swept the grass out of your hand, and you smiled as you turned your head.

Kokushibo observes the serenity on your face, the genuine contentment you express at the prospect of completing your book. There's a flicker of something akin to understanding in his eyes, a trace of acknowledgement " I see... Your acceptance of mortality is truly remarkable. If it brings you peace to finish your book, then perhaps I shall grant you that. Consider it a token of rare compassion from a demon " The corners of his lips tugs slightly, a ghost of a smile forming " However, do not mistake this act as an act of mercy. It is merely an acknowledgment of your unique resolve. I am merely curious to witness the conclusion of your story " Kokushibo's gaze returns to you, his golden eyes unwavering " Do you accept my offer, [name] ? To allow you the time to finish 'A Lost Letter' before I kill you ? "

You gave the demon a soft nod " I accept " before turning your attention to the grass " I'll try to let you know when I've finished reading the book. On the other hand, you can return after two days. I nearly completed the book anyway " you replied with a smile as you patted the bag where your book was, it was resting on the ground.

Kokushibo observes your acceptance and nods in acknowledgment " Very well, [name]. I shall return in two days' time to witness the conclusion of 'A Lost Letter.' I trust that you will fulfill your part of the arrangement " With a fluid movement, he turns to depart, his white kimono flowing gracefully in the wind. Before he disappears into the shadows, he casts a final glance at you, his golden eyes holding an inscrutable gaze " Until then, [name]. " And with that, the enigmatic demon, Kokushibo, vanishes into the night, leaving you alone to contemplate the impending encounter. You watched how the demon had left you in the dark. You turned your gaze from the bag to the grass. You quietly whined and grabbed the book. You were lying on your back on the grass, the book in your hands. Because you had good night vision, you could read.

As you lay on the grass, the night sky stretching above you, you open the pages of " A Lost Letter " and let yourself be immersed in the world of romance. The words on the page dance before your eyes, capturing your attention and transporting you to a different realm. The moon gazes down at you, casting a gentle glow, as you delve deeper into the story, savoring each chapter.

Time seems to slip away as you lose yourself in the tale, the characters becoming familiar companions. The night breeze whispers softly, caressing your skin, as you turn page after page, captivated by the emotions and beauty entwined within the words.

Days pass, and soon the appointed time approaches. The completion of the book draws near, and you find yourself eagerly anticipating the return of Kokushibo, eager to share the culmination of the story with him.

And as the day arrives, you find yourself at the rendezvous point, the book clutched tightly in your hands, ready to fulfill the arrangement with the enigmatic demon once again.

You sat on a white blanket on the grass with your book on your lap given that it was still light outside. Your eyes were a little teary. The story line didn't seem to have a happy ending. Even though you were crying, your face remained expressionless. With the tip of your index finger, you wiped your tears away as you turned the pages. The gentle breeze rustles the pages of the book in your hands as you sit there, tears lingering in your eyes. As each page turns, the story reaches its poignant conclusion, tugging at your heartstrings and leaving you with a mix of emotions.

As the final words of the book emerge, you close it gently , your hand lingering on the book cover for , taking a moment to compose yourself. The tears that had welled up now trickle down your cheeks, but you wipe them away, determined to face this encounter with Kokushibo.

The world around you begins to darken as dusk settles in, and soon, the figure of Kokushibo emerges from the shadows, his golden eyes fixed upon you. His presence commands the space around him, an air of impenetrable silence enveloping him.

" You have fulfilled your part of the arrangement, [name] , " he states solemnly, his voice cutting through the silence. " I have returned as promised. Now, I ask that you share the conclusion of 'A Lost Letter' . "

With trembling hands, you offer the book to Kokushibo and you cleared your throat " Page 142, I quote : do you still love me ? Mary asked. I love you. You ? Felix asked and with a smile. Mary said : I adore you. " You spoke while addressing the demon. Your hair is being blown out of your face by the wind. Your entire face was now visible to Kokushibo " Page 338, quote : he knew he didn't love her anymore - Love as she wanted it and as he understood it – but now he regrets it " You said with watery eyes. Tears that didn't fall . Kokushibo listens attentively to your recitation, his expression remaining inscrutable. As you share the poignant quotes from the book, the weight of the emotions resonates in the air. He takes a step closer, his gaze piercing through you, capturing every detail. You sucked back any feelings and knelt down in front of Kokushibo. As you picked up some grass, you lowered your head slightly and stated, "Now I shall respect our arrangement " You awaited death.

Suddenly, a shift in his demeanor becomes apparent. The usual aura of cold detachment wavers for just a moment, replaced by a flicker of something... akin to understanding. His gaze softens ever so slightly as he observes your teary eyes.

With a subtle movement of his hand, Kokushibo reaches out and gently brushes away a tear that had slipped down your cheek.

" Your willingness to fulfill our arrangement speaks of the strength within you, [name]. Your acceptance of the inevitable and the emotions woven within these pages... It is a rare quality among humans " His voice carries a hint of reverence, a touch of somberness " And yet... I sense a lingering desire for life within you, despite your acceptance of its fleeting nature. Tell me, [name] , why did you choose to share these words with me ? " The demon brushed your tears away as you briefly closed your eyes. You nodded and added, "You're the only one willing to listen to me talking about books ," adding, "And I… I find it as a good thing." Kokushibo wiped a last tear away " I'm thankful for you listening to me "

Kokushibo's gaze remains fixed on you, his golden eyes reflecting the depths of his contemplation. He absorbs your words, a sense of acknowledgment glimmering within his eyes " I see , " he responds, his tone carrying a trace of solemnity " In a world filled with chaos and destruction, the solace found within the pages of books can be a rarity. To share that solace with another soul, even in the briefest of moments, holds its own significance " He ponders your words for a moment, the weight of understanding settling upon him " You possess an appreciation for literature,[name] , a connection to words that transcends our current circumstances. It is a testament to the resilience of the human spirit. Your desire to share this connection with me... I find it... intriguing " Kokushibo takes a step back, his presence emanating a sense of both strength and restraint " Though our paths may cross in unexpected ways, [name] , know that your love for literature will not be forgotten " With those words, he retreats into the darkness, leaving you behind, pondering the enigmatic encounter you've had with Kokushibo, the highest-ranked Upper Moon of the demon society.

[luvvictoria]

♡❀˖⁺. ⋆˙ 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗳𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿, 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗳𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 ˙⋆.⁺˖❀♡

╰┈➤ white flower, black flower is series where I will write some characters that remind me of " floare alba, floare neagra " ( white flower, black flower) an old Romanian song by the band Sweet Kiss that has me on my knees.

☾ characters : Mammon, Diavolo, Lucifer, Bonten!Sano Manjiro , Kokonoi Hajime, Taiju Shiba, Aki Hayakawa, Makima, Kakashi Hatake, Sasuke Uchiha, Uzui Tengen, Muzan Kibutsuji.

☾ chapters list :

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i. Mammon -

ii. Diavolo -

iii. Lucifer -

iv. Bonten! Sano Manjiro -

v. Kokonoi Hajime -

vi. Taiju Shiba -

vii. Aki Hayakawa -

viii. Makima -

ix. Kakashi Hatake -

x. Sasuke Uchiha -

xi. Uzui Tengen -

xii. Muzan Kibutsuji -

[luvvictoria]

˚ ༘♡ ·˚ ₊ˑ༄ؘ 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗮𝘄 𝗠𝗮𝗻 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 ˚ ༘♡ ·˚ ₊ˑ༄ؘ

╰┈➤ 𝗦𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗗𝗶𝘃𝗶𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝟰

𝗗𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗶

✭ sweet talk - fluff

𝗣𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿

✭

𝗛𝗮𝘆𝗮𝗸𝗮𝘄𝗮 𝗔𝗸𝗶

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𝗛𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗻𝗼

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𝗞𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗻𝗶

✭

𝗔𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗹

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╰┈➤ 𝗦𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗗𝗶𝘃𝗶𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝟱

𝗠𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗺𝗮

✭

𝗤𝘂𝗮𝗻𝘅𝗶

✭

╰┈➤ 𝗣𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗦𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗿 𝗗𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗹 𝗛𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀

𝗥𝗲𝘇𝗲

✭

[luvvictoria]

- 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝 // 𝗗𝗶𝗮𝘃𝗼𝗹𝗼

( ♡ ) pairing : at the ball of his birthday, he invites you to dance

( ♡ ) warning : f!reader, demon!reader, fluff, random talk, Diavolo pick me choose me love me please

( ♡ ) 🗒️a/n : i actually got this idea when I was in hospital 💀 anyway, fluff with Diavolo <33

" Hello there. " Diavolo, the Demon Prince, greets his guests " I'd like to thank you all for coming here tonight on my behalf. " he smiles. Oh God, that smile of his. " It would seem that today's my birthday… By the way, could anyone here possibly tell me how old am I now ? Because I'd like to know myself. " he said and the people demons start laughing at his joke.

Diavolo smiles " All joke aside, I'd like it if you all used my birthday as an excuse to have a good time. So enjoy yourselves! " he finally said and the others cheer.

You sigh and go sit by yourself, but not before grabbing a drink. You examine the room, looking for someone to judge in silence. But then someone got in front of you. Frowning, you look up " Could you f- " Diavolo smiles at you " Shall we dance ? " your mouth opened in shock. Damn, this man, the Demon Prince, wanted to dance, but not only that, he wanted to dance with you.

You look at him nonchalantly, trying to look cool " Your Majesty- *ahem* yes, of course " you say getting up and taking his hand.

And then slowly, he grabbed your waist with his big hand and took your left hand in his. You moved to the rhythm of the classical music that was playing and oh my Goodness, this man knows how to move and you, of course, followed his steps.

" You dance very well " he compliments. You try not to looking away and take his compliment " I'm just copying the steps you're doing " you say in a low tone " Pardon ? " you look at him " Ah, I said 'thank you' " he chuckles " You can't fool me, lady. " you raise your eyebrows " Lady ? And what if I'm older than you ? " he was taken aback from your reply and you can't help but smile.

Seeing the light in your eyes he, somehow, wanted to smile too. He then let a relieved chuckle " You fooled me. " you smile " I didn't mean to, Your Majesty. Is just that you believed me right away " you say " So you're saying that I shouldn't trust you. " Your smile " So I'm not a worthy person to have the Prince trust ? " " Of course you are. "

" Oh, and, thank you. You told me I dance well. But to be honest, you're the one who leads " you say " I don't know how to dance " he admits, looking at you face " You don't know how to dance?! " you wishper smiling " Don't look at me like that. I sing your paycheck " he said but you didn't ask about the last part " You've been on this type of parties for years, and you've never learned how to dance? " you ask titling your head " I'm excellent at coming up with excuses. " he smirks " Would you like me to teach you ? " you ask with hope " Actually, that's a good idea ! And I'm also free after the party. "

Diavolo then starts looking through the room himself. And you found yourself staring at him. You look at every detail of his face. From the sharp jawline, to te way his red hair looks under the light. People may call him dangerous, but for you, he was a comforting place .

" You're staring again " you blink " Huh ?…what do you mean again " you try not rising your voice " It's not the first time I catch you looking at me " you couldn't feel more embarrassed right now " But I'm not complaining. I love the way your eyes look at my every move. " you smile awkwardly, and he could feel the tension " But, I'm telling you a secret now " he leans in and you just look in his eyes and nod " Time to time, I find myself staring at you too " he wishpers and you fake a little gasp, covering your mouth with your hand " Really ? " you playfully ask. The both of you giggle. But inside, you were burning flames. Diavolo just said that sometimes he stares at you !

Your giggles finally died down, and you look at him again, but now he wasn't looking at you. He was looking at some girl over. Oh. Maybe he already grow bored of this conversation. It wasn't interesting at all, so you don't blame him but maybe, were you the reason ? She was so pretty and you couldn't help yourself. But after all, he's a Prince. Royal blood. He deserves someone as good as him. When you two turned to face each other, the music stopped. You bit your cheek and step back a little " You, should dance with others too, your Majesty " you bow a little.

The music started again.

Diavolo frowns " I want to dance with you, [name] " ah, the way he says your name makes you shiver. You look at him again " No, I'm fine, I'm not worthy of such attention-" he grabs your hands and place them on his chest " Of course you are. You're worthy of my love " he firmly said "…Love? " you repeat shocked, your eyebrows raised and your lips slightly parted " I'm saying I like you "

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[luvvictoria]

" Stupid jerks made us patrol until 11…" Power complains . You hum as you look over at Denji, you can see how tired he is. After all, this thing with the assassination thing is tiring for you all.

Slowly, their voices died down and you drifted off to sleep, even though you were curious to know what Denji said.

The next thing you know when you woke up, is that your head is on Denji's shoulder. He noticed you woke up.

" Doesn't it feel like, it's been a long time ? " You frown, not really understanding what he's saying. Denji peeks at you " How have you been ? " you let out an 'oh' put your head back on his shoulder " I've been fine, and everything's good " he hums " Nice to know…seems like you're doing well. "

You've known Denji before you two became Public Safety Devil Hunters. You had debts to yakuza he was working with, you met and the two of you just clicked together. You were getting along just fine at that time, but with years you've grow up and with your parent's death, you became a Public Safety Devil Hunter to get sweet revenge. You didn't hear anything about Denji since. But somehow, you meet again.

" I miss you… " he continues " It sucks that we can't be in the same division. " you hum in agreement. You wish you could be in the same division with him " But hey, at least I get to see you now ! " you smile softly, even if he can't see it " I'm happy I can see you again. " you say " We should really go out sometime ! " you look up at him, but he was already looking you " We still know each other and i don't stay far away from where you live. "

" Have you gone on any mission before this thing happened ? " you ask out of nowhere " Hm ? ah, I've been going on a few missions. Not that many tho . " you huff " like on 6 or 7, right ? " " Yeahh , I'm kind of okay with it , to be honest… the last couple of fights were wild…" you giggle quietly and close your eyes

" Hey , remember that one fight we had ? " you hum at his question " Are you talking about the fight we had with katana man ? " you look fully at him and, with excitement, he turns and looks at you too " Yeah ! And we let out that awesome combo ! " he talks completely amazed by what have you done by that time " I still bring it up time to time. It was such an accomplishing and satisfying moment ! " he giggles excitedly " And we were able to impress people who don't really get impressed that easily ! " you add with a smile on your face " That makes it even more cooler !! " he giggle again, but then lets out a sigh " I feel like everyone's been so serious recently… I don't know why… " the room fills up with silence " I think it's because of Makima. " Denji throws his head back, leaning on the wall behind you " I've ask multiple people what they think about her, if they think she's a nice person. Anndd, I've gotten mixed results. So I can't really make up my mind off of what other people think about her and to be honest, I don't know much about her myself…" and the room is silent again and he turns his head to you " All I know is that I can't wait 'till this Fiasco is over. "

Denji sighs again " So tell me " you look at him " How are you really doing ? " your face remains stoic but deep down, his question made you feel weird things in your stomach " I remember the last time we spoke to each other, you told me you were feeling alone. I'm not really an expert on emotions or feelings or… how to handle a situation, but the least I could do for you is to listen. " you look down at you feet " I wanted to tell you that day… to keep your head up. " he hugs you close to him by your waist, pulling you closer to him " Besides , you and me, we're always going to be close like this ! " he smiles and you chuckle. Denji knows you so well that you don't even need to say anything. He's just gonna figure out himself that there is something wrong. And to make you feel better he's going to talk with you like this. Balbering about life.

" Before I made it here, and reunited with you, and met everyone else, my life was kinda boring. I would always want to sleep, you know ? Sleeping off the trauma. " he awkwardly laugh " I don't want to sound sentimental but, this place, and everyone here… really means a lot to me. "

" I haven't told anyone this before but, I feel like in the past I used to hate my life. Nothing would ever make sense. I always wondered why am I so alone…is there any reason for why I'm alone, for why I have no one? But then…" you could feel his breath on your neck as he holds you even closer, he was kinda nuzzling om your neck " I met Makima, I met Power, I met other people, and I met you… " your breath hitches and you look at him, speechless yet, happy " And slowly… I started to be thankful for things I never knew I could apreciate. I guess that's the game of life. You don't know what cards life might give you…" Denji now looks at you, holding your shoulders. You were just speechless. You didn't know if that was meant to be a confession, or if he just wanted to make you feel better, but you felt butterflies in your stomach .

" I'm so glad that I never gave up… " he looks at you " And that you haven't either. " he smiles and hugs you tight to him. A hug you return, and hug his waist " We have to be there for each other. " he caresses your hair " There's always going to be some hard days… " he looks down at you " And just because we have people around us, doesn't mean that we still can't feel alone. " He really knows his way with his words " But when I'm with you… I never feel alone, I feel like you understan me the best out of all people " He was making you feel things. You grab his shirt tightly in your fist which, he noticed " Don't you worry. I'm not going anywhere " he now plays with your hair, stroking it " and I'm always going to be here for you, [name]. " you look up at him. Denji softly smiles and with his thumb he started caressing your cheek.

"… I love you "

☆ back to materialist

[luvvictoria]

☂˚｡⋆˚☽˚｡⋆.𝗢𝗯𝗲𝘆 𝗺𝗲! 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 ☂˚｡⋆˚☽˚｡⋆.

╰┈➤ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗗𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗕𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀

𝗟𝘂𝗰𝗶𝗳𝗲𝗿

☆

𝗠𝗮𝗺𝗺𝗼𝗻

☆ mad love - angst/fluff (idk bro)

𝗟𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻

☆

𝗦𝗮𝘁𝗮𝗻

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𝗔𝘀𝗺𝗼𝗱𝗲𝘂𝘀

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𝗕𝗲𝗲𝗹𝘇𝗲𝗯𝘂𝗯

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𝗕𝗲𝗹𝗽𝗵𝗲𝗴𝗼𝗿

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╰┈➤ 𝗣𝘂𝗿𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗛𝗮𝗹𝗹

𝗦𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻

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𝗦𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗺𝗼𝗻

☆

╰┈➤ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗥𝗼𝘆𝗮𝗹𝘀

𝗗𝗶𝗮𝘃𝗼𝗹𝗼

☆ you get me so high - fluff

☆ trouble - fluff

𝗕𝗮𝗿𝗯𝗮𝘁𝗼𝘀

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[luvvictoria]

hi i was wondering if you'll gonna write for crows zero in the future? if you don't know it, i suggest you to watch it's pretty cool !! anyways that's all !! looking forwardto your works in the future >.< i really love your murayama & cobra w/ a dancer reader ♡

hi luv <3 i haven't seen crows zero yet but i plan to watch it. I've seen some people talk about on tik tok about the movies and it seems pretty cool :)) and thank you so much for the nice message, take care of you luv <333

[luvvictoria]

hi when i saw your high&low masterlist, i wanted to ask a request how would murayama and cobra dancer be with a girlfriend :P

- 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 // 𝙈𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙢𝙖 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝘾𝙤𝙗𝙧𝙖

( ♡ ) pairing : Murayama Yoshiki x fem!dancer!reader, Hino Junpei " Cobra " x fem!dancer!reader

( ♡ ) warning : fluff with them rough boys ( they're sweethearts )

( ♡ ) : Murayama and Cobra ( separately ) find out their girlfriend is a dancer

( ♡ ) a/n : thanks for requesting <3 and sorry for the late response, I've had some work to do. If there is something wrong with my answer, please tell me and I'll resolve the issue :))

Murayama :

he cached you dancing in the bathroom, after you took a shower and man you got some moves and that put him to think about it.

you peeked at him and he was staring.

he tells you that you move well and you tell him that that's nothing and he should see you at your dance workouts and he was like " what?? "

it took him some good moments to realise you're actually a dancer 🕺🏻💃🏽

he will beg you to teach him some moves ( even tho he can dance pretty well himself )

he's your biggest supporter

100% would talk with Seki and Furuya about how his girlfriend is a dancer

he's just so proud of you.

" I'm telling you, it's gonna be fine [name], it's not like it is your first performance " Murayama caresses your hand with his thumb. Tomorrow at 9:00 a.m you had your biggest performance and you were freaked out.

" Yea… maybe you're right, it's going to be alright " Murayama smiles " I'm gonna be there " he whispers to you " And it doesn't matter if you win or not, I'm always proud of my girl " he assured.

Cobra :

man realised right away you're a dancer, i mean, at first he really thought you were just a good dancer, but he saw the reminder on your phone to go to your dance workouts

he loves to see you dance - if you are a ballerina he would ask you if you could dance for him, he finds ballet relaxing

man supports you 100%, your most dedicated fan, your #1 fan

would come at your performances with the boys and Naomi to support you <3

another proud boyfriend <3

" Dear " Cobra calls for you. You peek at him from your book " Could you- " he didn't even finish his sentence and you already knew what he wanted " Of course ".

He always loved how you moved. It didn't matter what type of dance you would practice, he just loved how you would put heart in how you moved.

You get up and walk over to him " Would you like to dance, mr. Junpei ? " you smile. Cobra takes your hand, smiling to himself.

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[luvvictoria]

𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙚 + 𝙗𝙮𝙛 + 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙨 + 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙨

✰ | Victoria 🤍 :: she/her ✩°｡ ⋆⸜ 15 yrs old ✩°｡ ⋆⸜ half romanian half brazilian 🔓 requests are open

✰ | yes, I do write smut even tho I'm a minor. I, personally, am comfortable with what I'm doing/writing and if you're not just leave my page and/or block me.

✰ | anyone can read my work ‹𝟹

✰ | I will NOT write : character x character, character x oc, homophobia, transphobia, pedophilia, racism, zoophilia, xenophobia, islamophobia, sexism and anything with feet and piss.

╰┈➤ I write for :

Anime : Tokyo revengers , Demon Slayer , Naruto , Chainsaw man

Dramas / Movies : All of us are dead , The Uncanny Counter , High & Low , Harry Potter , Ghost Face ( 1996 ), Culpa Mía

Games : Obey me! , Dangerous fellows , Romance Club , CoD , RE

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2.𝗢𝗯𝗲𝘆 𝗠𝗲! 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁