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Sinister!Mark x ChildhoodfriendF!Mc

Random idea popped into my head as I was day dreaming, what if Childhoodfriend!Mc who’s become rather disconnected from Main!Mark ever since he’s gotten his powers had bumped into a different Mark, where perhaps they were not so disconnected?

Warning; smut HAHA first time writing it so idek how goonable it is lol. Uhmm cunnilingus and just like smut stuff.

This is barely proofread so I apologize in advance for any mistakes.

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You and Mark Grayson had been best friends growing up, well you Mark and William, the three of you would do anything and everything together, whether it be climb up a tree and get stuck in it, or put what little scrap change your parents had to offer you as an allowance and buy a gaming console collectively, it helped that your mother was a good friend of Debbie Grayson. The three of you would go on to attend the same highschool, and although divided by classes lunch was prime hangout time for you three, or so it had been.

Recently, you’ve noticed less communication from Mark, even though William would still speak with you, it seemed like Mark had become distant, busy, strangely enough it seemed it was this way only for you. You couldn’t help but notice William and Mark walking down the hallway, but before you could butt in and say something Mark seemed to be getting in some kind of fight, it was the same guy who punched him last time. You didn’t take Mark for a masochist at least, however it seemed Mark ate the punches with zero regard, it was an odd sight to see, but before you could even approach them the bell rang. It felt like there was just no time for you to even get a word in anymore.

In your next period, you shot Mark a text… a text that had been answered about 3 weeks later.

‘Hey sorry, fell asleep’

Staring down at the text you looked at it with confusion, a 3 week sleep? Well.. whatever. You sent one back stating it was fine and asking how he was, which of course also went straight to the void. You Weren’t mad, just.. hurt. You had known him for years and yet you couldn’t even seem to hold a conversation with him any longer. However how were you supposed to know that he was mid fight with some ugly creature from who knows where, stopping it from devouring families whole.

As the weeks went on it became months, from months to years, now you were a college freshman, all big and graduated from highschool, you had new friends, new aspersions, everything. Even then you would frequently send baked goods your mom made for Debbie over to their household. Your relationship with Debbie was still rather strong, she had been like an aunt to you and still held that connection every time she saw you…

It was a normal day, as normal as it could be really, you just finished your classes and we’re taking a. Walk around the neighborhood, mainly trying to find a certain flower you had to draw for an art class, however as you walked you started realizing the disarray of everything, people scattering, screaming, buildings collapsing and limbs… limbs flying everywhere. Frozen in place momentarily, you had no clue what was happening. However you knew that you had to run..

You snapped out of it as a man directly in front of you had been squashed beneath parts of a falling building, your clothes and shoes covered in blood, with some splashes of blood resting upon your cheeks. You slowly turned, swallowing a lump in your throat, eyes wide from the sight before you. You took a small step, then a bigger one, then another, your foot heavy, it felt as if each foot carried a weight on it, however you continued stepping until you finally found yourself bolting it out of there.

Finally making it into a quiet and dark alley, you rested against a wall, pausing, rising your hands into view as you saw the blood, blood of that dead man.. your entire body trembled as you felt tears push to escape your eyes, your vision becoming blurred, you’ve never watched somebody die, you never been right in front of them, this was not something you could ever imagine even seeing. It terrified you. Lingering nearby had been bigger threats.

“Oho..? Is that a survivor I see? How should I torture you? Slowly?” The voice rang out a mockingly sweet tone, however it had inexplainable amounts of malice laced beneath it. The figure approached you, grabbing your chin harshly, causing jarring pain in your jaw. “Mmm..! Ow-!” Forcibly, you turned your head towards the man, your eyes still hazy due to just crying, silence ringing out for a few moments.

“Oh… hehhh~? That’s surprising, I would’ve expected to find you somewhere Much closer to this universes Mark.” The grip on your jaw dropped, becoming just a slight hold. “Well, aren’t you a beauty in this universe as well?” A hand finds its way on your hip, pressing down on the bone beneath your skin, showing significant power and yet not taking any action. “Who are you?!” Your voice rings out, choked from not speaking for the past whike, the voice had sounded comfortingly familiar, and yet the actions had been cold and unknowing. A soft chuckle rings out, followed by the sounds of fabric, he was removing his mask.

“You don’t know me? Don’t tell me this Mark passed up on an opportunity like you?” He seemed to derive joy from teasing you in such a way. You inhale, hehe seeming to let go of it as you focus on his face, brows furrowing before the breath finally leaves your lungs. “Mark..?” You ask cautiously, a loud laugh emerges from the man, seemingly on the brink of insanity. “My God, it’s been so long since I’ve seen your beautiful face, wish that earthquake never happened that took you, we would’ve had beautiful kids to take over this universe.” The distance between the two of you closed, his head resting on your shoulder, his breath pressing against your neck.

“Well, I can always just have a child with you. Maybe eventually it’ll find me when I get sent back..” he murmured to him self against your neck, your body paused before trying to wiggle away, however it was almost instant the moment he felt your body KOVE away his hands pinned yours against the wall, lips meeting your neck, teeth meeting it as well, he bit into the flesh just barely drawing blood. You yelped out, resulting in yet another laugh, in the crook of your neck you felt his tongue trace upwards and to your jaw. “Fuck, when you make that sound it excites me too much, you gotta stop it before I decide you’re worth holding my children.”

The man’s knee raised itself between your thighs, pressing his kneecap against the heat of your core. The sensation was unexpected, however the familiarity of it being Mark had been oddly comforting, your breath becoming more steady as you fondly remembered the man in front of you, however he was much different than you remembered. His eyes were devouring you, his hand leaving your hip as he grabbed the fabric of your shirt, ripping it off swiftly leaving you in nothing but a bra. “These look so familiar, I fucking love you.” As he speaks he removes your bra, immediately palming your breast, squeezing it with desperation.

Your bottom lip quivered, heart racing as you were unsure whether you would allow him to make love to you or scream in a desperate attempt to possibly escape this, however you couldn’t deny that the way his knee had been massaging your core absentmindedly with a knee was basically enough to convince you to to allow him. “You.. y-you had some other kind of version of me,,, so.. you aren’t the Mark I know.?” You asked, looking down at him, watching as he completely ignored your question, opening is mouth and taking a mouthful of your bosom inside of his mouth. Your jaw clenched as you felt his teeth clamp around the sensitive bud, enough to hurt but not enough to do any real damage. Your jaw clenched grunt out in pain, unintentionally fuelling him.

With your beautiful grunt of pain he hummed, a chuckle emerging from deep in his throat as his hand worked on unbuttoning your pants, moving his knee out of the way and pulling them down. You were screwed now, as he pulled down your pants the wetness of your arousal became rather visible, a smirk befalling his lips as he pulled away, eyes not even bothering to meet yours, treating you as if you were just a body, and he was going to use it.

His lips met the skin between your chest, pressing against your skin so hard he could practically feel your sternum. He inhaled your scent, sucking and lapping up at the space between your chest before slowly lowering himself down. Kissing along your body as he lowered himself to his knees, both hands resting on your thighs as he met himself face to face with your panties. Pressing his nose against them, he inhaled, shakily breathing out. “I wonder if you taste the same ..” your eyes watch him half lidded, Bottom lip encased between your teeth as he licks at your panties, soaking them with his saliva while still on your person.

His fingers find themselves in the waistband of your panties as he pulls them down, sniffing them one last time before shoving them into a pocket. Attention back on your leaky cunt he dives in face first, his tongue pressing against your hole, lapping up your arousal whike his nose pressed against your sensitive clit, fingers tracing around your entrance, laughing against your core in amusement as he felt you clench around nothing. The yellow caped Mark had been having a field day, savouring your scent as if you were dead where he came from.

Mark hooked his arms beneath your thighs pulling your cunt closer to him as she sucked and nibbled at your clit rewarding himself with the sweet taste of your juices. Your body shook with pleasure, hands tugging at the hair of his head, hips buckling towards his face as to gain more friction between the two of you. Your movements resulted in your sensitive bud rubbing against his nose frantically, causing you to throw your head back, body sweaty as your jaw laid open. In a high of pleasure, chasing a climax you used his face, thighs squeezing around his head as your pace became sloppy and rushed, finally finishing directly on his face.

Your breath was heavy as your vision returned, looking down you watched as he lapped up all of your cum. “Yeah.. just as tasty as I remembered.. fuck, I have to.. you have to .. have my child.” He breathed heavily, hastily removing his clothing, holding you against the wall as he pulled out his erect cock, lining it up with your hole, however it wasn’t like he had prepared your hole with his fingers beforehand, leaving you to experience his cock stretching you completely. His tip pressed against your entrance, eyes focused on yours as he pressed against you. “Fffuuck, clearly the mark here doesn’t fuck you like I did, huh bitch?” His arms embraced your figure as he shoved every inch of him inside of you, groaning as he felt your tight hole absorb him.

“Tight.. fuck.” His hands grip your waist, squeezing it. “Tell me whore, does he stuff you like this.?” His grip gets tighter, causing pain. “Ahhhhnnmmm~! Fuck..! N-no I don’t even t-taaalk.. to him..” your voice came out strained as his hands lifted you, slamming you back down on his length, causing a jarring moan to escape your lips. Your answer seems to excite him, a deranged laugh escaping his lips. “So hes never fucked you like this hm? I’m.. first~” his pace doesn’t falter, infact he picks it up. Slamming you down harder, he felt the need to breed, leave a permanent mark on this universe. Unlike the cities he could destroy that would be fixed, leaving a child would forever remain.

Your throat became dry, moans echoing out throughout the alleyway. He fucked himself deeper inside of you, his movements stuttering as he felt himself climaxing, burying his cum deep into your cunt. “Come on.. you.. you’re going to be my little.. cum whore. I’m going to get you soo totally fucking.. pregnant.” His hand slapped your ass, doing whatever he could to inflict physical pain, hearing you yelp out in pain he only picked up the speed more. And for the first time during this entire encounter he pressed his lips against yours.

The kiss was messy, unhinged and dirty. Saliva being swapped between the two of you, no clue who’s was who’s. The kiss became softer as his pace began to slow down, suddenly speeding up once last time as he rutted himself into your tight cunt, climaxing once more before slowly pulling himself out, his skin was sweaty and breath was uneven. He ran a hand through his hair, watching as you fell down to the floor legs partially numb. He got dressed once more, pressing a kiss against your skin. “Don’t be a dumb bitch, get to safety somewhere, you better get pregnant and have my child.” He then flew away, without even a second glance.

You sat against that brick wall for a while, body used with marks all of your hips, neck and chest, unsure of where to even go, he tore up everything besides your shorts anyway.. you slowly picked yourself up, putting on your shorts. You stumbled out of the alley, using your arms to protect your chest from being exposed indecently, only making it a few steps before bumping into someone.

“Woahah, are you okay… oh.” The man turned, a blue and black suit, looking down at you he seemed worried. “Y/N? What.. happened.?” The voice sounded familiar once more, however this time even the tone resembled the Mark you knew. Seeing as the last man who wore this superhero persona was mark, it was a fair guess to assume this was him too. “Mark.? Like.. the real Mark.. from here?” He seemed shocked, coughing, not sure how you even knew his true identity. “Uhhh, yeah yeah, sorry we haven’t spoken in a while I’ve been busy being invincible.. but man you look worn out and uh.. naked..?” He avoided his gaze, calling over Eve, mainly so she could materialize a shirt for you. “Well, let’s get you somewhere safe alright? At least you don’t seem badly injured just pretty marked up.” Yeah, definitely marked up.

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Oh wow was that end cringe or what, anyways tysm for reading!!

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sneak peak of lucky lucky lucky part 2 bc venpir says I've deprived you guys too long whahwahwhahw

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when will it be out? errr yeah!

“Well, well, well. You’re looking a bit different here, aren’t you, [Name]?” The caped Mark’s voice lilts with the slightest tinge of morbid curiosity, grinning too widely as his imposing figure floats ever closer. Blood coats his suit, clinging to him like another layer of skin.

His already wide smile grows upon catching sight of your evident fear, an unfamiliar feeling curling in his gut when you tense at the mere sound of his voice. The version of him beneath you sneers up at him, eyes narrowed behind his cracked goggles. 

So you were a woman in this universe? How interesting…

He’s never felt this seeing you before. Odd. His eyes rake over your body. Calculating. Invasive.

Mark’s grip tightens around you, grounding but unsteady as you feel his chest rise with labored breaths. “What? You know the [Name] from you’re dimension too, you piece of shit?” He snarls, wincing when he reopens a wound on his bloodied lip. You bring your hand up, the pads of your shaking fingers sealing the tear instinctively. His eyes are cold, trained on his variant with a hostility you pray to never evoke—a stark contrast to his warm hold on your waist.

“Knew,” the caped Mark corrects, his shoulders rising and falling in a casual shrug as he lands gracefully before the two of you, the surrounding grass seemingly bending at his presence. “He was a great guy, you know? Had his whole life sorted out. Stable job, good friends, typical college shit.” He waves his wrist dismissively, gaze locking onto you with a look that could almost be described as mourning.

Almost.

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Should I.. write something else..? Lol.

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Solivan Burgmansia.

Sol had become much more prominent in your life ever since he saved you from the gang that had chased you down and cornered you in the bathroom.

He claims that you truly do need him for safety, and that if you did get hurt he would feel guilty, you couldn’t have that happen, right?

Although it’s been awhile you do have decent arms from helping on your fathers farm, however since you’ve been away and not helping anymore the strength had been starting to fade, meaning that it would be better safe than sorry.

As soon as you agreed to allow him to protect him he became almost like a guard, or better yet a knight, however danger seemed to never find you anyhow.

Note; this is like not proof read or anything !!! Also just tagging someone who asked to be ( @sleepingqilla )

Word count ; 2561!!

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It had been three, maybe four days since you’ve become friends with Sol, and he is genuinely a very nice guy, making you excited every morning when art class came around knowing you guys would be parters. Sitting in art studies with your other friend, Crowe you realize he’s been looking in your direction for a bit.

“Crowe.?” You ask with a curious tone, it’s unlike him to zone out but it seems thats what he’d been doing since saying his name brings him back to his senses. “Ah- sorry.. ” he replies with a small smile on his face, however you could tell he had something on his mind by his expression, and the way his brows furrowed slightly. Tilting your head you ask “it’s alright, is something wrong?” He seems shocked you picked up on it, shrugging gently while avoiding his gaze, clearly nervous.

“Well.. Brittney said I should invite you to hang out tomorrow, just at an arcade or something..” Crowe continues to try to explain what they had planned, but in all honesty as soon as he mentioned arcade it reminded you of the day before yesterday’s occurrence, you Don’t want to outright reject him, so you slide him a small “I’ll think about it.” Before turning your attention back towards the lecture you were receiving.

After the bell you picked up your books, neatly placing them into your bag since these were expensive, and heaven already knows you need money badly. You exit into the hallway, eyes searching for a few moments before meeting a pair of red ones, a smile appearing on your face as you approached Sol, to be honest you didn’t know how he managed to always be right outside of his class, assuming that he just left his own class early to attend yours, or maybe he had a break at this time, who knows?

Everyday had been like this, after the last bell Sol would meet you somewhere outside of your class, and then walk you home, usually he leaves after, sometimes he stays, it’s not that clear what he plans on or wants to do until last minute.

Walking outside you feel the warm sun on your skin, for it being late October it was oddly warm, but you weren’t complaining knowing that the next day very well could be freezing. “Are you coming over today?” You ask the man behind you , who raises an eyebrow with curiosity. “You want me to?” The question caught you a bit off guard, does Sol leave because you give the impression you don’t want him around.

“Of course! Really, you can come anytime, I enjoy your company.” You shoot Sol a smile as you approach your apartment, taking out your keys finding the correct one, by the time you made it to the door you already had the key in hand, unlocking it and allowing Sol to enter first. “Well, I guess I’ll stay” he kept a monotonous tone, however the smile creeping up on his face said he was really happy to be wanted. “So, do you have plans tomorrow?” He puts his bag in the ground by the couch while asking.

“Hmm.. well I was asked to hang out, however.. it’s not really somewhere I wish to go.” He looks up at you as you make your way beside him on the couch, taking into account how open your posture was while sitting down, making it clear that you trusted him, his smile growing at the idea. “Then don’t go, I’ll hang out with you tomorrow, that uh… thing is coming up isn’t it, the Halloween thing-” hes cut off by a sudden “Crap!” As you realize you haven’t even gotten anything to wear. “?” He has a confused face, causing you face to turn a slight shade of red as you explain how you forgot about it with everything thats happened lately.

He pets your head, something he’s begun doing ever since you and him became close, “well, that sounds like a good excuse to ditch those plans tomorrow, huh?” He wasn’t wrong. “Hmm, I’m sure they wouldn’t mind then..” plus, Geo is a bit unnerving to be around, feels like he’s really got something against me. “Okay let’s do tha-” you’re cut off by someone’s phone ringing, Sol’s. This was abnormal he usual doesn’t have it on, his happy expression Turing to one of annoyance before sadness kind of spells it out to you that he can’t be staying long today..

“That was Hyugo.. he said he needs me to come over, I can ignore it though” he proposes the idea, and you shake your head, a bittersweet smile on your face. “It might be important, you should go, we’ll hang out tomorrow!” You smile once more, standing up and waving to him goodbye as he leaves, closing the door, with a bit of a sad sigh, to be honest Sol weirdly enough was very comforting to be around, sometimes it even slips your mind that you only met him earlier that week.

“Well, guess I should be productive..” you think, even though you tended to put things off, it was too early to sleep, you’d likely wake up at 3 in the morning if you did. So you open up the cheap and frankly terribly slow laptop you got and started working on an English essay, boring but it had to be done. You soon went on a school work frenzy, finishing basically every project you had, except… “I.. FORGOT about the art project.. it’s fine. Sol will be here tomorrow I’ll draw him then” you smile, tucking away the laptop after checking the time, half past nine. That was enough work for today. You open the fridge, grab a few eggs and scramble them, a quick meal since sleepiness was overtaking you already. Finishing up you enter your own room, changing and lying don’t into bed, falling into a slumber as soon as your head hit the pillow.

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“Hey Crowe!! I’m sorry but I can’t go to the arcade with you guys, something suddenly came up, sorry again”

Bzzt - Crowe quickly checked his phone, seeing the message he sighed, disappointed, however he accepted it gracefully, responding quickly while trying to show that he didn’t mind.

“no worries, you’ll just have to come next time.”

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You sighed happily, he took that well! You look up at the clock, an hour left of lectures until you and Sol meet up, hopefully it goes by quickly… “well… what am I even going to be.?” You pause, tapping your pen against your lip while thinking. You thought deeply, you could really be anything, a ghost, a pirate, literally anything, however, what would look best on sol.? You looked up back at the professor, rambling ok about something you truthfully didn’t care too much about, you could study later. Using that same slow laggy laptop you start looking up costume ideas, annoyed by the sheer amount of ‘ketchup and mustard’ costume. “Jeez..”

“Ohh, you’re going to the hallows ball aren’t you? Do something simple like a princess or something, nobody’s gonna be dressed up that much hah” you turn around, it was Hyugo! Had he always been in this class. “??” You look at him a bit shocked and he shrugs. “Don’t wanna go to history” so.. this isn’t his class, at least it wasn’t another case of Sol where he had been in the same room for a long time. “Aww is Sol gonna be your knight in shining armour?” He smiled, teasing you, however he wasn’t.. wrong? Sol had been protecting you lately from threats like those guys at the arcade, it wouldn’t be a stretch. “Maybe.” You reply, smiling.

You and Hyugo end up talking for a while, mainly about Sol, and what costume would look best on him. “You don’t think a grim reaper would look good on little ol’ sunny?” Hyugo jokes, his voice at a whisper so the professor doesn’t call you two out for speaking. “Well.. it would match his vibe but, I can’t also be the grim reaper we totally won’t be matching” Hyugo shrugs, “maybe you should take my suggestion then, you’d totally love him to be your knight!” A soft hue of reddish pink covers your cheeks, nodding and jotting down that idea. “Well, class is almost over, I should get ready to see him.” You smile at Hyugo as he gets up and starts walking away, seemingly no care in the world.

Class seemed to speed by, and before you knew it, you were standing beside Sol once more. Stopping at your house to drop your stuff off and then leaving with sol once more. “So…” you pause, trying to find out how you’re supposed to first of all, ask where the two of you should be going and second, propose the idea of being a princess and a knight. “Do you have any good costume places in mind? I never really looked for one here so..” he nods, leading you to a pretty empty street, walking down it he seems to constantly be on guard, “sorry, just don’t know if you know, those guys’ll come back” you shake your head, giving him a smile. “Nono, it’s fine I’m glad you care so much !” As you speak he pulls you into a store.

“What did you have in mind?” He asks, watching your face as you look around, noticing your eyes stopped, following them he sees a princess gown, raising an eyebrow. “Sol!” You grab his hands, being gentle since he still had the bandages from two or so days ago. “Want to be my Knight? And protect me from all danger? Forevermore and always stay with me??” You ask, attempting to use a princess like voice, watching as Sol’s pale skin turns pink. “You..? Want me to do that? To be by your side forevermore may just be the best offer I’ve been granted in my entire life..” you thought you heard something, “pardon?” He seems to get flustered shaking his head "I’d be uh.. honoured.” He clears his throat, grabbing the two costumes, actually pretty good quality too. “Alright, let’s get back to your place and put these on, alright?” He asks, unbeknownst to you but he was overjoyed you had asked him to stay by your side forevermore.

Opening the door you and Sol enter, placing the bags down on the table, and taking the costumes out, a pair of knight and princess like hyugo had recommended. “Try it on sol! I’ll put mine on after alright?” You hand him the costume happily and send him on his merry way to the bathroom! You stand at the table looking over the princess costume, feeling the fabric which was surprisingly high quality, “oh, Sol paid thats why—“ you’re interrupted by sol exiting in the knightly costume, turning your attention to him you can’t help but admire his figure- not perverted of course!! It just became clear how much taller he happened to be.

“Ohhh woahhh wow! You look amazing SOL!” You exclaim, Standing up to see him head on, not only did he look amazing, he looked handsome too..! “Wait wait I’ll try mine on” you say and he nods. Stepping out of the way. You pick up the bag and race to the bathroom. Pulling whatever you were wearing and throwing it to the floor. “Hope this looks good on me..” you sigh…. Creeeek..! The sound honestly scared you, turning around, it seemed you didn’t shut the door fully. Must’ve been the wind blowing it open ever so slightly while you were changing. Closing it fully you carry on.

“Jesus… Jesus what were you thinking doing that?” Sol whispers to himself, walking around looking through drawers, finding himself rummaging around inside of your bedroom. Landing on a drawer of undergarments. Taking a deep breath in, with a gulp he shoves a pair into his pocket quickly making his way back to the small living room, heart racing both from his risky move earlier and in anticipation to see you.

“Taa-daa! Your princess is here!” You approach Sol, a smile on your face as you do a small spin. The Dress flowing beautifully, the corset bodice hugging you tightly, creating a slightly slimmer figure of your normal self. “Well, do you.. like it?” You raise an eyebrow, approaching Sol slowly. His cheeks redden as her frantically looks elsewhere than back to you, thinking of what to say.

“You’re absolutely gorgeous, I’d be honoured for you to be my princess” he splurts out jumbled and a hurried mess, as hes about to speak his phone is cut off once more similarly to the last time he was over, his expression dropping to one of unhappiness, as well as disappointment. “Mmm.. uhm, Hyugo is texting me and says he has to see me as soon as possible… may I leave my costume here for the time being?” He asks, politely, taking off the knight helmet revealing a sadder expression than you expected from his voice.

“Oh? It’s important so you should go! No worries I’ll keep your stuff safe…” you smile as you allow sol to get changed, cleaning up the wrapping from both costumes while doing so.

Sols head hang low as he made his way to the front door, putting his shoes on and standing up, although nervous he held his arms out for a goodbye hug, and you could tell that he needed by how his brows furrowed in disappointment of leaving you. Quickly making your way towards him you hug him tightly and give him a smile. “Bye Sol..! I’ll see you later okay?” He nods, turning to walk out the door. Hes stopped by something grabbing his hand, turning around hes met with the sight of you, on your toes, lips pouted outwards in a kissing position, giving him barely anytime to think you press your lips against his quickly.

Red,, yeah he saw red. However it wasn’t of anger, no. It was the blood rushing to his cheeks, his heart pumping faster, hands slightly shaky, his body feeling excited at the touch of your lips, gulping he avoids your gaze, calming his body down before returning back to you, subconsciously looking you up and down.

“A-ah, well.. I should’ve asked before that but, uhm, you’re my knight, so.. it’s okay, right?” You seem to be just as nervous as him, perhaps equally shocked even though you had been the one to initiate. “Youneedtobemineandminealone” is a sentence barely thrown out there, in fact you hadn’t even caught it. “It’s,, perfectly fine. I didn’t mind it at all, ah. Goodbye princess.” He gives a smile before turning and walking away.

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Honestly , I’d like to write a sol one shot.

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How he shows affection.

Just a small post about how douma would show affection!!

When you two first get into a relationship he mainly does small acts of love (via hugging, pecking on the lips, and compliments.)

Eventually he gets closer, and will kiss you more often, occasionally getting gifts and such for you. (Never stuffed animals, sleeping with you is his job.)

He's protective, you don't even know of his demonic abilities, he's communicated to you that he's not human, but left you in the dark further.

He'd only get more attached, his pecks turning into short make out sessions, he becomes more and more desperate for attention from you.

Eventually he'll tell you about how he's a demon, if you run he'll likely kill you, but if you don't then he'll take that as true loyalty, and will be graduating from cuddles to love making.

He doesn't think of kids at all, his entire mind thinking of you, not caring about the future because he won't ever die of natural causes.

Of course he realizes you will, and as you age, your body slowly dying and making you unable to do certain tasks he decides to make a life altering choice.

When faced with losing you to human aging, he doesn't agree, as you reach mid - to late 40s he'll call you into his room..

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Your hands were no longer steady, already starting to shake. Your energy became depleted more as you were never very active in your younger days, having a bit of a weak body. Looking over pictures of your old self had caused years to stream down your face, seeing your gorgeous 20 year old self next to douma, running a finger through your hair that had been turning gray slowly, you exhale. “40 isn't that old.. ” you had been clearly upset with aging, but kept telling yourself that you weren't to old, in truth you weren't; being constantly surrounded by younger prettier girls that attended his cult ate away at you, what if Douma were to loose interest? You most definitely weren't the most attractive, and that constantly destroyed your confidence.

“Love~?” Douma comes up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist, a head on your shoulder, a curious look on his face. “What's the matter? It's dinner time and y-” .. “Am.. I too old..? Do you think I'm.. Unattractive?” you turn towards him, the tears that had been welling up in your eyes becoming obvious. He sighs, shaking his head. “Of course not, why would you think that?” your eyes shifted, turning back to the photos, then to him. He sees, placing a hand on your cheek. “Do you wish you were young again” there was almost no hesitation, nodding your head. Slowly he smiled, caressing your cheek with his thumb. “I can do that, but it may hurt, are you willing to hurt for a bit to become beautiful again? And never age alongside with me?”

How could you reject such an offer? You nodded, seeing Douma cut some of himself open, the blood pouring out which he held above your head, slowly you opened your mouth, the blood trickling down your throat, not even moments before your entire body had felt terrible everywhere... Before you knew it, you had been waking up, seeing Douma you shook you're head. The nagging feeling of hunger taking over your body. “Hungry my love?“ he's quick to call one of the maids, she walks in quickly sitting in front of you.

It was a few seconds before you plunged onto her, tearing the woman apart and eating her, these cannibalistic instincts had been involuntary, after finishing you finally regain consciousness, freaking out as you look at the bloody mess. “D-DOUMA!! I-.. What.. Did I do?!” of course you knew he was a demon, but you did not eat humans, turning to him, tears in your eyes with blood covered hands only to be met with a smile, he pulls you by the chin, pulling you towards him until your lips meet in a passionate kiss, he slowly leads the two of you over to the washroom, pulling away and turning your attention to the mirror. “Look, my love ~ you were amazing before but now you're perfect, forever going to be with me~”

In the mirror? It was how you looked in your early 20s with a few differences, the first being the fact that your eye whites had turned a completely different color, and you now had fangs in your mouth, “Douma am.. I a demon?” he slowly nods, a smile fading onto your face..

[shinkqe]

Hopelessly devoted.

A small x reader douma head cannon test; warning This is my very first post!

- Devotion? Not a trait you lacked when it had come to him; Douma, the one who spoke to God.

- you hadn't always been one for praying, you hadn't done it until recently. You belonged to no religion, you were a clean slate.

- he saw this as an opportunity to gain a new follower, you were weak and subjective to his tainted religion. That of undercover demonocracy.

-you were walking- no running away from your problems yet again, the real world was too difficult for you to face. You were constantly surrounded by death.

- he promised you freedom, how could you refuse? There's no answer to that, you couldn't. So from then on you had been a member of the paradise he had built.

-he was correct, it was much easier living under his care.

-often times you'd realize he acted strange, mostly when it had become dark outside, he never seemed to be more energetic and eager to be out.

-you never asked, assuming it could be rude and cause him to disfavour you.

-you had to even build up courage to talk to him; as his overbearing personality had caused you slight anxiety.

-you wondered.... What was behind that door... That was so locked up.. Where he would always flee to after returning from the night... Perhaps a peek wouldn't hurt.

“I'll.. Be quick..” your voice peaked with curiosity, Lord Douma was still out, you had time to see. You pulled out the flower hair clip you had tying your hair back, sticking it into the lock and swirling it around in a delicate manner, it took a few moments before you heard the click of the door unlocking. You swallowed hard, absorbing all the courage you could from your core and emitting it.

You twist the door knob, pushing the door open and looking around, seeing nothing out of the ordinary, you take more steps in while looking around. You stumble across the room, finding a good amount of family heirlooms; which you didn't touch. Of course you had just managed to see the little hidden door that was just low enough for you to reach, obviously compensating more for Lord Douma's tall and muscular figure. You pull the door open, pulling yourself up and climbing inside.

.... Hey... I saw that... You should really ask before entering people's personal spaces.. Don't you think?

Suddenly, as you had made your way into the other room connected to the door all you could hear was Douma, seemingly unimpressed with your actions. You were well aware of the time, he shouldn't have been back by now. Yet he was. Your eyes search the room, a sudden shock filling your body, your eyes widening. The countless dead women that had been stored here...

You hastily make your way out, as you leave you run into douma.. Something seems off.. “Oh dear,, whatever happened to your hair pin? Where's it gone? .. Your hair is awfully beautiful down.” the hallway seemed to empty out, becoming less and less crowded as he leaned down closer to your ear. “Tell anyone, and I swear on my very eyes; you will be in that room as well” he gently picks up a few strands of your hair, twirling it around his finger. “Now; meet me in the worshipping Hall tomorrow..” could you refuse?..

As the sun rose, all you could think of was his invitation, and as the time came you made your way to his location. You bowed down before him, showing your loyalty. “Ah.. You still haven't retrieved your pin? Though I love your beautiful hair, I need you to be less curious, do you think you could do that for me? As your Lord of course.. .. ”

- let's just say; you will not be free for a while.