#It’s also succubus day but whatever that

[fuumiku]

Sweet & salty can be a good mix! Idk about syrup in sandwiches though… 

It’s bicorn day!!!

[boxwinebaddie]

Hello my dear I just wanna say that I am NEVER getting over how awkward and endearing Raven was on the Hate like (Marj voice) BLESS HIS LITTLE HEART our sweet boy oh my god and him meeting Curb was so incredibly perfect just UGH I love him sm

hello, my beautiful computer wife!

listen!!! LIST!!! EN!!! when i said Try Not To Fall in Love with Raven Challenge: Level Impossible i meant that!!! he is SOOOO CUTE

and i am not sure who read it ( or who wants to lmao ) regardless you will all be spared my screaming and i'll drop it under a readmore <333

( edit: i wrote so much i had a lot to say about hate!raven the loml )

i...could talk about offstage!raven for several days, months and hours.

like he is made entirely of boyfriend material and its 100% upcycled.

tbh, the concept of the hate is deeply funny to me because when it happened kyle was so stressed out like uGh!!! this is going to be the WORST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED TO ME like??? Why Me dude?!! ike broflovski, you are So lucky i love you enough to go on this hate with the DEVIL rn...please kill me with so many hammers. :////

and ravenstan was just like aaAAAAA EEEEE KENKENKEN IM GOIN ONA DATEDATEDATEEEEEE<333!! EEE!! :3 laughing smiling kicking his feet oh my goddddd like kyle dreaded it all week and stan was so nervous and Excited. i just Know he gushed all abt kyle to that old farmers market man for like 45 minutes and held up the line <333

also???? not kyle being like wOW I CANT BELIEVE THIS STUPID CELEBRITY ASSHOLE STOOD ME UP WHAT THE FUCK!!! DIE!!!

and it was deadass raven ripping his room up trying to find his airpods like AAAA WHAT THE FUC and just being like fuck im fuckin Late gotta gogogo!!! and just grabbed his stupid gaming headset and did like two shots out the door smh ( stan chronic late disorder smh )

got there almost crashed into a fire hydrant and freaked out, couldn't find parking, paced outside the door for like five minutes like idk idk i cant do this im gonna turn around and then being like n no i can do this u can do this!! ahdklhdsa called kenny bc he was having a stannic attack and almost threw up in the hallway from stress oh my god help

he is.....the luv of my life, truly. i would take multiple bullets 4 staven.

also i know this chapter was kind of chaotic and seems out of left field, but its REALLY important to the plot progression and the char development because up until this point, we have only seen ravenstan in public settings/around lots of people, lots of eyes on him and specifically through the jaded eyes of jersey kyle and his narrow perception of ravens character as a blown up celebrity.

BUT SURPRISE HES ACTUALLY JUST CUTE AND PATHETIC LIKE SKHDKHKSLD he is soft he is an Angel everything makes him cry its so unserious HE LITERALLY LOVES PLANTS SO MUCH i know he was rambling abt suzie and that whole time he was ohhhh god oh god shut up shut up stop talking about that u fucking Idiot!!! AAA

when he said ~scientific~ w/ the finger tip wiggle and his eyes sparkling w excitement i was crying baby!!! at least try and b cool!

meanwhile kyle was just like...uh google...HELP! what do you do when you are on a #hate with your arch nemesis, but he starts being really nice to you??? and looks like a small puppy with very big eyes when he smiles...and gets you a really dorky plant that reminds him of you...and you kind of want to throw up bc hes kInDA cuT e? EWEW

its the way kyle literally had no interest in him when he thought he was an arrogant confident celebrity d-hole but the SECOND he starts displaying stanley marsh boyfail behavior hes like ohhhhh my god....wait what the actual fuck why is he so LAME???? why did he make his finger into a gun and then shoot me and then almost fall and then say sorry and wink ...thats so...why is he kindaaaa...why do i kind of want to......whats hAPPENING TO ME??? HELP???? kILL ME

he got reverse rizzed fml kyle likes em pretty and pierced up and pouty and poetic and little pathetic what can i say...i respect that

okay, i got distracted this got really long??? BUT I WAS WAITING TO WRITE THAT PART WITH CURB BC ITS GONNA BE SOOOO ;-; <3

the way kyle was like haha Stupid hes gonna bite ur hand off!!! and curb was just like immediately in LUV with him and stan was holding him like a baby and singing to him in spanish and curb licked his nose... jersey was FKN shook like IS THERE ANYTHING U CANT DO

also idk if you guys caught curb in rm5 rub his face near the phone just listening to raven talk but...its serious CURB! LOVES! RAVEN!

that man is srsly just a mega fione bad at everything boy rockstar disney prince its his spanish speaking soft boy singer boy siren song... like he sings and all the little plants and animals swoon

...its also working on kyle...allegedly...hes fighting the raven bias dawn spawn allegaytions so hard...alexa play i wont say im in love

live laugh the ravesey hate and raven trying to b cool but accidentally actin a fool bc hes nErvoUs and it...working on kyle...too well tbh.

ANYWAYS I LOVE YOU, RILEY! THANK YOU FOR READING RM6 IN ALL ITS CHAOS AND CRINGE AND SUPPORTING THE DORKY AWKWARD BOY RAVEN AGENDA...HE IS...DOING HIS BEST...RIP.

-uncle nina, boyfail father

[heartfullofleeches]

I have questionssss

One, what's it like when fast food reader goes home? How does everyone deal?

Also- I've seen a rival food place mentioned like, twice, but I know nothing about them! Can you tell us more?

Fast Food Reader actually rarely goes home. They sorta just black out and wake up in either the break room or one of the tunnels apart of the playground in the play place where the ball pit is. Sometimes they forget they even have a place outside the restaurant, but they immediately remember why they probably shouldn't leave because Lambchop gets super depressed even when they step outside just to take out the trash. When they head to their real home Lambchop tries to follow or just mopes around by the front door till they come in the next day.

Normally, it's the the janitor or the bathroom Succubus who takes them home so neither of them are too upset about them leaving. Their manager knows they'll always be back so they aren't too concerned, but they do miss their favorite employee when they're away. The Storyteller and ball pit hands are pretty much the same - though the hands will try to steal their keys. Reader definitely has to sneak when they're leaving because the ice cream machine ghost, the birthday clown, and the deer kidney guy won't let them escape so easily.

The rival Restaurant is owned by a currently unnamed rabbit mascot. It was originally imagined as a sort of healthy alternative style place, but now I'm leaning towards a sort of gimmicky mom and pop diner vibe just because I love that aesthetic. It's the type of place where the employees wear skates and nurses outfits, and there's something in the desserts that kinda sorta brainwashes the people who eat them. It doesn't work on Fast Food Reader for whatever reason - but that doesn't stop the rival from trying to win reader over mostly just because they think reader is cute and they want everyone in their restaurant to suffer.

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Incubus fyodor 1

Dom!priest!reader x sub!incubus!fyodor

Warning: pegging, CNC, against a wall, in a church lol, also taking virginity??

Sometimes I use strap, most of the time dick or whatever. Then anyone can feel included? Idk?

This was requested by 🍮 anon, like a loooong time ago. Gonna repost it now :> (was too lazy to do so but now that you are back-)

Fyodor was just wandering around, looking for his next victim. It was boring to keep staying at one place, he always craved something grandiose and better. One day he ended up at a church after going around town, he detested those places due to his nature. But then he saw you through the windows, a diligent priest working for god. Proud, hard working and kind. What a sight, you must have never known the pleasures of the flesh. Oh how he pitied you, guess he will just ‘enlighten’ you then~

The incubus was wandering inside the building, looking everywhere for you. Until he found you in the chancel, the sacred place. Perfect, let's see how sacred it will be after he defies god’s little helper. Protecting one’s innocence? How laughable.

Fyodor walked inside, wrapping his hands around you and holding you from behind. Hands running all over your torso, grinning in delight as he said, “come on, let's have a little fun~ I can fulfil all your fantasies...” before he could even react to it, you took hold of his hands, turning around and twisting them in the process. “aAHH-”he yelped, falling backwards and taking a few steps back, his body hitting the wall. Your hand pinning his wrists over his head, knee pressed against the wall in between his legs. He felt you apply pressure to his crotch.

The boy gritted his teeth, showing his fangs. "Are you a demon?" You asked nonchalantly, while he struggled against your strength. Fuck, why were you so strong? “Yea and? What, gonna exorcise me? Haha.” “An incubi probably, by the way you were touching me.” You came to that conclusion, not an ounce of emotion present in your voice.

Continuing on as if you didn't hear him, thinking for a second. “I suppose you wanted to feast on me?” He stared at you with a skeptical look, why did you seem so interested? Before he got the chance to ask you, you commented, “I'm sorry that you were born this way, having to rely on such sinful acts to survive.. what a pitiful being.” “What, oh no you are the pitiful thing here, I bet you don't know what pleasure is, all because of some prideful faith. Want me to teach you?” Fyodor said cheekily, grinning as he looked up at you, his knees bend slightly due to the position.

“Don't get me wrong, I don't detest your kind. God has taught us to accept anyone. In fact, i’d be willing to help you, so that you don't need to bother other innocent souls. It's the duty of a priest.” He didn't understand what you were hinting at, for him you were talking garbage. “You aren’t going to seal me or anything?” The demon was genuinely confused, you want to help him? Why? “No need to fear anything, I'm sure you have experience in this field after all.” Next thing he knew you turned him around, his back arching like a crescent moon. “What are you…” suddenly you pulled his pants down, exposing his plum butt. “Huh?! wha-" poor him, that incubus was super confused now, this can't be what he thinks it is right?

Seems like his worries came true, it was what he feared, he knew when he felt your tip press against him. “Hu-huh? Wait a second..! I-I thought you were...” “I've learned many ways to deal with succubus or incubus, don't worry I'm quite experienced too.” Then you entered him, yearning a surprised moan from the male. “Ahh..!” Fingers desperately gripping the wall, looking for anything he can clench onto, eyes looking back and trying to understand the situation. He was getting… topped? By a priest nonetheless??

Him? Up until now he has only ever been on top. What experience, this is his first! Fyodor felt another push from you, the strap slowly driving into him. “You are so tight... ah, what's your name?” “Why do you care, pull it out!” “I'm sorry, I can't do that.” “Why?!” “Because I have to subdue you first, to make you submit.” Your voice was serious as you said that, pushing more of your dick inside him. “UgHh! Slo-slow down...gentle, gentle! Ah, hu-hurts..” the boy whined now, crying softly as his dick twitched in excitement. “Oh? It is your first? Maybe you aren’t as dirty as I thought.” Still using the same emotionless voice as before, you kept unintentionally leave snarky remarks behind. All while your free hand collected the slick around his rim, covering the toy with it.

“So wet already, more than many others of your kind.” Were you mocking him? He wanted to insult you, if only the dick wasn't making his mind go blank. “Ahh...you, I won't-mhm! Fo-forgive you.” “I don't need your forgiveness, only gods.” You said, before starting to move and trust into him. Then you explained, “in order to excuse this sin I had to commit due to your existence, we will have to work hard to beg for forgiveness.” “AhHh! Ah-aHh.ah. Oh-uhh..uhm! Nghh..!” Each trust was paired with whimpers or a moan. Cute squeaking sounds escaped him, face and shoulders flushed red and figure covered in sweat now. His filthy fluids were running down those slim and shaky legs, eyes rolling into the back of his head. What was he doing, didn't he plan on fucking you at first? So how was he getting dicked down now. It was still too hard to comprehend. Yet it felt so good.. it was melting his brain, he has never felt anything this amazing before.

“Such inappropriate noises you are letting out, i guess you are enjoying yourself?” The hand which you used to collect his slick was now on his hips, holding him in place since he kept trying to wriggle his way out, trying to escape those blissful sensations. “Ah..wait..ah-Uhm! This is..no-no good..stop aHh!” He whispered, shortly after tears started rolling down his blushing face. You only picked up your pace, going faster and rutting into him roughly, sometimes you'd brush against his prostate which made him cry out even more. “Ah-aAhhH! OOHh! I'm c-close.. m’gonna cu-cum.” Fyodor breathed out, his entire being quivering in pleasure. This was heaven. Don’t get him wrong, he knew nothing of heaven but this is how he'd imagine paradise to be like. He was filled with pure ecstasy, it was damn addicting and he doesn't think he will ever get over it.

“You have to beg for forgiveness, and to excuse your pathetic self.” You whispered into his ear. Like a spell he couldn’t disobey, he immediately began pleading with.. whom? God? You? Ugh.. to think he had come this low. “AhhHhAA!! ohHh! For-forgive meHHnghh~..!!” His release came in torrents, coursing through his veins and making his legs go weak. He felt so helpless, so exposed and vulnerable with you. And it was the best feeling he has ever experienced, never in his life did he knew something like this was possible. Those noises were filled with desire and longing, loud and clear as he painted the wall white, “aAhHahhhH~!” A shudder ran down his spine, hole clenching down onto you.

The slick was all the way down to his knees now, and he was still lost in subspace. Guess the climax was pretty intense, rendering him to such a whiny mess. You weren't sure if he could understand you, but you tried it anyway. “So, may I inquire the name of you pitiful thing?” There were no answers, only breathy whines and pants. Eventually he gasped out his name meekly, mumbling, “fyo-fyodor…” After blinking a few times, you leaned down to his ear and uttered in a seductive, as well as sadistic voice. This was the first time he heard your tone change. “I'm going to keep you here, so that you wont cause troubles for others. You don’t mind being my pet fyodor, isn’t that right?” And you let go of him after finishing your sentence. Hands leaving his body. Ahh..another shiver travelled down to his core, how could he ever refuse such an enticing offer? Without your help, his legs finally betrayed his body as he crashed down onto the ground. Sitting there looking all ravaged while a sticky white puddle formed beneath him. Fyodor looked at you over his shoulder while panting heavily, tongue hanging out from his blushing face like a dumb little pet.

Part two

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Forgot to out my thing on MY BAD u can now send requests i think yayaayayay

Disclaimer!! This MIGHT be OOC cause we dont really know much about mammon as of now, when we get more on him i will be updating my general headcanons for him!!!

- initially he js thought you were the one who brought the most money thats why you stood out to him(sure)

- in this scenario I’ll make it so you work under him, managing his sales and making the advertisments n shit or whatever but its up to you wholeheartedly

- a succubus????did u seduce him???😞

- he genuinely started to get hissy whenever anyone talks to you…not that anyone really knew-

-you did not know he saw that. YOU DIDNT KNOW HE EVEN ACKNOWLEDGED YOU

-tbh if he ever put his ego aside and actually asked you out it would be like this:

“Eyyy if it isnt my favorite Succubus!”

favorite?you have NEVER SPOKEN TO HIM BEFORE

“Hello Sir-“

“Drop the sir sweetheart, anyways, i was wonderin if you would accompany me to this fine new restaurant?to discus the..urm sales of course!”

Lie buzzer sound

You thought it was lies but like…u cant really say that to a sin-

“Oh, of course sir it would be an honor” was he fr is this rlly abt that

-Do people know? NO cant risk that-

-However Fizz did find out- walked into you two laughing together, and to fizz, THATS WEIRD…Mammon??being nice??making someone actually laugh without insulting them?? Time to tell ozzie(before he quit)

-also you and fizz get along. I js wanted to point that out, you managed the sales of his robo-self, thats how he found you, he thinks your funny, and when he found out you and mammon were an item he was like

“Are you alright”

“What🤨”

-yeahhh…Ozzie does threaten him with it, like blackmail, but he wouldn’t actually leak that info unless it was an actual must, he knows how it feels 🤷‍♀️

-you two cant exactlyy go on dates, cos of the public, usually you two just watch a movie in his abode🫶🫶🫶

No he wont share popcorn. Get ur own (he will whine if u dont share yours cos he finished his)

If he were to buy gifts he asks his underlings to buy it. They dont question him (he will throw a hissy fit and probably kill them if they ask ngl😭)

Speeking of underlings they hate u lmaoo

They dont like the special treatment u get smh

But they arent mean to you( mammon will kill them💀)

And they refuse to tell anyone cause the fear they have for the sin of greed is INSANE

He made it clear if they gossiped he will indeed set everything they love on fire 😋

-you mention this new dress? Woah its on your (shared) bed

-scrolling thru ur phone and you linger on a specific item? Damn how did that get on your desk

-Favorite food? Say less(he ate it and had to get another but its okay)

But imma explain your job- basically you managed the sales and in-charge of the the advertisement,making sure it reaches the…right audience

And how you met(you didnt meet him when you got the job, someone else was handling it)

How he noticed you was all on accident

(You tripped infront of him . He thought it was the funniest thing for a day then he couldn’t get you out his head for a week)

He bought you VERY high heels as a joke bc of it😭😭😭

Tho a downside of his, in any relationship, doesn’t matter how much he gives and gives, it always feels like he’s taking too. You always have to be there, but not as a lover at times since your relationship isnt public. You have to always be there when hes out, he promoted you so you could be his “secretary “ so he had an excuse to keep you on a tight leash , he might try to isolate you tbh, hes greedy, he wants you all to himself, after arguing w him abt it he doesnt, thankfully, but hes just painfully possesive, but doesnt isolate you from anyone, just demands most of your time is on him

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I hope this is to your likingg🫶🫶🫶

@nachowtoast

[anonymouslosersworld]

♡ Succubus♡ 

Prompt; Mc/reader armed with the teaching Solomon decided to mess around with magical creations and like Icarus flew too close to the sun before falling... in their case fell victim to horniness.

Fandom: Obey me shall me date

Characters: Mammon, Leviathan, Solomon, Simeon, and Barbatos.

Genre: Smut (M)

Contains: dubcon, unprotected sex, dom reader, sex toys, voyeurism??, and corruption kink.

Credit goes to @asmology . They have wonderful blog and written pieces. I was so in love with their charmed series and just wanted to try my hand at writing it myself. Please don't hesitate and check out their blogs.

[Obey me masterlist]

Prologue; After you had successfully enrolled in the sorcerers' academy and become Solomon's one and only apprentice after a couple of months. He had encouraged you to explore magical items and such. Due to many lonely and hot nights, you settled on magical items. Using your knowledge you created a life-like magical dildo/vibrator of your love interest. Unknowingly to you {or maybe knowingly you did but wouldn't admit it}it was also charmed with your love interest feeling whatever you did to it.

Mammon

He couldn't go out there. Not with whatever the hell was fucking him so well. He had the strongest grip on his couch causing him to ruffle the fabric of his couch. He panted as the feeling intensified with time.

"f-fuck~!"

His well-planned scheme was put on hold as he was getting dicked down on his very own couch. His cum dripped from his balls staining his expensive couch.

"mmph~" His cock pulsed his orgasm nearby.

His body felt hot with sweat accuminating. He was hitting the deepest parts he could, thrusting into the feeling that was fucking him. His shirt was ripped off of him as it kept getting hotter and hotter with each orgasm he gave you.

"fuck me~!"

He could feel his tip hitting a spot that made the walls trapping him pulse around him squirm as he continued his attack on them. He was hungry for another orgasm that you took from him.

The last one was more intense than the rest keeping his thighs trembling. With him more sensitive and panting for more. He knows that whatever was screwing with him woukdnt let up until they were done. Without his cum filling you up.

Leviathan

"w-what kind of n-no-oh normie crap is thisss~"

Levi struggles to say as his face is red with embarrassment. His fist slammed into his desk as the sudden inwrapped feeling on his cocks stimulated him.

He couldn't concentrate on his game or continue to play indifferently when he was getting fucked so thoroughly.

"g-gah~!"

What was worse was it happened in front of his very own live stream. He had yet to get off his stream refusing to neglect the newly released game.

Levi's body wiggles as a way to distract himself but instead made it worse for himself as he accidentally jutted his hips towards the lustful fucking.

"normie trap.f-fuck~!" Levi's forehead hit his desk as he finally couldn't keep it in any longer.

His tight grip destroyed his mouse leaving nothing but shards of plastic with his grasp.

Barbatos

Water trickled down Barbatos leg to his thigh as he raised his leg from the edge of the tub. The warm water undoing some of the knots that had been forming on his back. Little droplet of water formed at barbatos neck before cascading down to his chest into the water at his waist.

He sighed as he took a sip from the costly wine and enjoyed the bath salts he had recently acquired from a merchant. While he was grateful he had a day off and deemed it a good day to just do some well-earned pampering he was bored out of his mind. There was nothing to do.

No one to do.

His mind took him to you

"aah~!"

The glass of wine he had been holding had been crushed from his grip.

Something had wrapped itself around his cock completely engulfing his cock. It was warm and inviting. Whatever decided to land itself onto his cock seemed to clench and spasm around his length.

"ooh~"

Before barbatos could even think of dispelling whatever was happening to him, it had started to move. He bit his lip as the walls around him clenched him in and grinded into his cock. The pace was a bit slow but deep and barbatos couldn't help but enjoy whoever was dumb enough to fuck him.

His grip on the bathtub's edge tighten as the pace began to quicken. His cock was being used like a cheap sex toy, his pleasure was only second to whoever was fucking him. His back arched as his cock was overwhelmed by the sudden spasming of the walls trapping him.

"-ark~! m-more!~" barbatos moaned weakly as his head leaned on the tub. His fingers early working on his nipples wanting to cum and unstress himself already.

Barbatos whimpered as you worked through his orgasm. What a greedy thing you were.

Solomon

You wanted to mess with Solomon just as he messes with you. So you had enchanted a lollipop as well as a sex toy. You could already see that the toy you had shoved into your hole was affecting Solomon's performance.

To the normal eye, you couldn't see anything but to your Solomon-trained eye, you saw that he was getting fidgety. He was hyper-focused on the feeling of his cock. You smirk as you decide to teasingly clench around the toy.

Solomon bit his lip, his fist clenched as he tried to go on with his lesson before you put your plan into action. You unwrap your special lollipop with a smile as you watch Solomon struggle.

You lightly breathe on the lollipop causing shivers down Solomon's spine. Solomon lets out a whimper as you roll the lollipop in your mouth.

"Y-you don't play fair," Solomon grunts as he slides down almost giving into you.

"Whatever do you mean my wise Solomon?" You say as you straddle him on the floor he sat down on. You scrap the lollipop with your teeth. Your smirk was hard to miss clearly you were enjoying this.

"Nngh fuuck~"

" Do you like it, my dear Solomon? How do you feel? hm?~"

"F-feels- fuck! Intense."

"I'm going to make you my bitch Solomon. It's what I deserve."

Simeon

Simeon was taking a stroll with Raphael in the garden in the celestial realm finally coming from the exchange program. He was chatting with Raphael about his and luke's experiences with Devildom before he felt just a whisper of something in his pants.

what was that?

His eyes widen as he felt a firm grip on his non-hard cock. Simeon's legs instinctually closed but it didn't stop the grip on his cock. His cheeks felt warm as the hand on his cock felt him up.

He quickly dismissed himself to the closest secluded room near him. Whatever was in his pants was just solely focused on his cock and seemed genuinely happy in fisting his cock with their hand.

Simeon sat on the toilet as the feeling faded.

Maybe he imagined it? Maybe all he needed was to air himself out?

Simeon unbuckled his pants and pulled them off mid-thigh. The air made his cock feel a little sensitive to the cold temperature.

"A-ah~!!!" In the freedom of the restroom, Simeon finally let out the moans trapped in his throat while you took his cock within your mouth shoving him the deepest you could before going back to slurping his tip.

The slimy tongue had encircled the tip of his cock making him feel the entire length of it . Simeon panted as he was tormented by whatever clung to him in devildom.

"p-please mercy~! I c-can't take it." Simeon begged the tight coil in his stomach tighten and he didn't know what it meant. He didn't know what or who he was begging to but his beg was answered.

"g-god~! So-oh~ good!"

His cock pulsed as his cum splattered around him and onto his clothes. His thighs trembled from the intensity of his first orgasm.

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Showing the OM Cast Trashy Reality TV Shows

We all have our weaknesses. Mine is called "Watching People Who Watch Reality Shows Talk About Reality Shows I'll Never Actually Watch."

Contents: Well I mean. Reality TV if that spooks you.

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Lucifer

You cannot convince me this isn't a guilty pleasure of his. I can absolutely see him pulling on some sweatpants and watching Love Island with MC on lazy day.

Sometimes, when your life is stressful, you just want to sit down and watch the DUMBEST thing possible. Pure junk food for the gray matter, you know? Can't get enough of the trashy romance shows in particular.

He gets pretty invested, even if he denies it. He'll usually pick out a favorite person or favorite couple and gets PISSED if anything happens to them. Everyone else, he couldn’t care less about.

If he misses a week, he'll get a text from MC asking if his favorite person/couple is still doing okay and nothing more. If something big happened though, he'll secretly clear his schedule so he has time to watch it with them as soon as possible.

Very "husband who says he doesn't care but the second you mention the name of a person he doesn't like, he'll go on a 20 minute tirade" sorta vibe.

Mammon

A very enthusiastic enjoyer of these kinds of shows. He loves the drama!

Definitely has one of the long running-types (like Vanderpump Rules) like a comfort show, though he mostly sticks to Demon RTV. MC isn't going to have a CLUE what 2nd Circle Beats or Devildom Dynasty is all about...

Mammon strikes me as someone who either has been on or auditioned for a reality show in the past. Just... look at him. Tell me he hasn't!

His modeling agent probably told him to so he could get better shoots... But I'll guess he was pretty popular on whatever he showed up on. Fan favorite for sure!

Would definitely show MC some of his favorite shows if they're into that short of thing. Demon RTV is.... edgier (the violence gets pretty heated) but the causes are all the same. They should be in for a good time!

Leviathan

Reality TV is for normies!! Why would he want to watch that???

The very thought of watching attractive people go on and on about their love lives makes him physically ill... Like he doesn't get enough of that stuff from Asmo and Mammon already!!

If MC is going to try and get him to watch ANY of them, it has to be a show that's almost guaranteed to be a mess from the outset like Love After Lockup or MILF Manor (which is a crime against humanity, btw. Sigmund Freud haunts us all.)

Make him sit through a second of Too Hot to Handle or F-Boy Island and he may straight up dump them. Or melt into a smoldering pile of envious goo.

If easy-watching is what they want, why can't they watch something else? Like a cuddly Slice-of-Life or some dumb card game anime?? There's even sports anime FAR more worth their investment with a billion times the substance!!

Not a reality TV fan. Keep it away from him. He'll whine, mope, or go ballistic if he has to see it.

Satan

Approaches human reality shows kind of like he's watching a nature documentary... but still laughs at the stupid bits.

Watching a trashy reality show with Satan can be pretty entertaining because he'll spend the whole time trying to grasp "human culture" from all the chaos. Or try to deconstruct why anyone would want to what these shows AS one is playing.

What's even funnier is when he makes comparisons between how things happen in the show and how they would play out in Devildom instead. Like, if a succubus catches their SO cheating, they'll either add the new partner into the relationship or behead them both. Depends on the day.

Particularly fond of one's that follow around bombastic families because then he also gets to pick apart human family dynamics in the process.

MC has to constantly remind him that a lot of it is staged and not EVERYTHING he sees to true to human life.... but it is true to human entertainment.

Asmodeus

Keeps up with both human AND demon reality shows and has even hosted a couple in the past!

He LIVES for the tea! He BREATHES in the drama! Man can't get enough!! He'll even skim through the tabloids and keeps up with any feuds like he's following genuine war updates.

Since Asmo is such a popular figure in Devildom public life, it isn't even surprising for the paparazzi to stop HIM to get a few photos and ask him his opinions on any fights or scandals.

Unlike Mammon, he's never been in one himself (MC has no idea how bloody Demon RTV can get and does he want to ruin his skin like that?? Hell no!). He doew hang out with the stars of shows he likes all of the time, though.

He sometimes has watch parties with Mammon and MC gets invited along now. Being in the middle of those two is insane because it's like getting to know ALL of the dirty laundry of the kingdom's elite at every get together. Gossipy bitches be chattin' fr.

Beelzebub

Man will watch anything as long as they supply the snacks.

Does Beel care about reality shows? No. Not even a little bit. Will he watch all 16 seasons of Married at First Sight as long as MC refills his popcorn bowl? Absolutely!

Honestly, poor Beel can hardly keep up with the drama anyway... If a show has too many love triangles, he'll lose track of who's dating who and sit there lost for an excruciating amount of time.

Was even more confused about why anyone would watch these shows after MC told them they were staged. All that shouting is over nothing...?? This is a really weird genre...

MC would have an easier time getting him invested in like... I dunno a cooking game show than anything having to do with relationship drama. Though they would run the risk of soaking the couch in drool if they try...

Belphegor

Not super into them or super against them. He'll watch one in the background until he inevitably falls asleep.

Belphie is probably one of the brothers most likely to agree to watch any reality show MC wants with them, but with the understanding that's he's only using it as an excuse for cuddle time.

Belphie weirdly has both zero emotional investment in anything happening on the screen but also a frighteningly good memory for what actually happens per episode... MC could quiz him on actor personalities, timelines, scandals, or relationships and he'll somehow always get it right.

He can tell you that Vassago and Sitri from 2nd Circle Beats are having a feud over who sent the succubus to crash Baal's birthday party, but seriously don't expect him to care. He wants soft blankets and warm bodies to nap to. Give him that and he's happy.

Part of it is just learned behavior. Belphie was Asmo's go-to watch buddy for the longest time. Whatever part of his brain that soaks up class lessons in his sleep seems to work just as well for the dramatic minutiae of a reality show, so he's like a walking DVR.

Diavolo

Thinks that all reality shows are so quaint and amusing, but they definitely skew his impression on everyday human life...

After being exposed to some of the longer running shows, he was really surprised that MC and Solomon are so... chill with each other?

I mean. They weren't throwing drinks, talking shit, or stabbing each other in the back every second of day, right? Obviously they must be quite close!

He even comments on how truly well they must get along as Master and Apprentice! Such a beautiful bond... Stronger than their natural human impulse for complete social and emotional disorder!!

(Please educate him on actual human dynamics and NOT just the ones that get dramatized for TV. We're not that bad, Dia, promise.)

Barbatos

Doesn't exactly like the shows, nor does he have time for them, but if MC likes them then he'll swallow his distain.

Honestly, Barbs looks down on the humans in reality shows even more than he does most of humanity in general. The things some of them would do to chase fame is simply... Well. He looks forward to seeing certain individuals among damned one day.

He probably busies himself by giving MC a foot rub or caring for their nails while they watch their shows. Anything that can keep his eyes off the screen.

Occasionally, something OUTRAGEOUS will happen and MC will hear him make a small scoff of disapproval, but that's about it.

He's well aware that a portion of what is presented is fake or at least staged to some degree, so he doesn't let it paint his perception of human culture. That said, he thinks that anyone who's willing to make a spectacle of themselves for a public audience speaks quite enough on its own. (And seriously don't get him started on the demon variety of these shows unless you want to seem him get grouchy).

Simeon

Also not the biggest fan, but he does enjoy getting to guiltlessly throw shade from time to time.

At some level, Simeon thinks it's a little impolite to gawk at total strangers and judge how they handle their relationships... butvon the other hand, they ARE the ones who agreed to the cameras so...

Has a strict policy to never watch reality shows in front of Luke so he doesn't get a bad influence. But also, so the little angel doesn't end up hearing the absolute INFERNO that Simeon roasts the actors with.

"Ah... So naturally gifted in all but wits!" "I do believe that young man is quite familiar... I think I once saw something much like him at the bottom of my shoe." "Mm? MC? Are you sitting on the remote? I think you may have changed the channel to Devildom TV... No? Oh. My mistake. They just seemed so heartless that I thought they'd fit in well here..."

Tearing. Scathing. His contempt cannot be contained. It is, however, a good outlet for him so please let him roast away!

Solomon

Guy is so out of touch with the modern era that watching these shows is just as bizarre to him as watching a viewing screen into a Victorian ballroom would be to us. Who keeps creating these strange words every other month...?

Reality dating shows give him whiplash. People get married now after 90 days? Or at first sight?? Or before they even SEE each other at all??? The last time he ever thought of courtship, it was still mostly arranged by the couple's families... Things have really sped up.

Not that he's complaining too much, because that gives him all the more reason to go through with his fantasy of proposing to then marry the MC in less than 12 hours (or however long before the brothers notice he's attempting to steal them away).

He feels like he has a leg up on the angels and demons around them for once because at least MC doesn't have to stop and explain human customs to him every five seconds. ... Just the modern ones.

I feel like watching Reality TV with Solomon is a very, "Let's get a little drunk and laugh at the screen" sort of affair. Very loose with a lot of jokes flying at the actors expense. He may or may not remember what all happens in the show, but hey, it's good fun!

[11queensupreme11]

Hi,person from the "sweet fever" question!(I recommend u to do a quick read on the fan manga or see a resume so u can understand what I'm talking abt a bit better lol)

I was referring to a succubus womb tatto which can represent female power or something but can also represents other things depending on type of succubus womb tattoo (like one for cum addiction+other thing, one for slave I think,etc)

But I have another question,this situation would remind me of the Hades and Percy pollen situation, so how the yans react to Hades almost doing with Percy TWICE and in one Percy was high on sex pollen? I mean Hades didn't take her virginity but he was CLOSE☠️

omg wait so if character a got the "cum addiction" womb tattoo, they would be given a cum addiction?? and so forth??? omg 🤭 why didn't i learn of this sooner, now i know what kinda fics to search for tonight hehe

NOW I CAN DO YOUR FIRST REQUEST:

I wonder what would happen if Percy got a curse by that bc Aphrodite is TIRED of waiting for something more to happen so Percy's with an insane libido, fever, the temporary succubus womb tatto, etc. I wonder how yans would react and what would happen lol (Unrelated but I love how everyone uses the question things to talk u to just for the "anonymous" thing, I'm one of said followers😭)

(i found these on twitter btw, so im using these ideas for inspo hehe)

so knowing aphrodite, she would pick a tattoo that SPECIFICALLY suits whatever yan she wants percy to end up with (actually, she'd probably switch it up every day so percy can be with ALL of them lmao, more entertainment for her)

beelzebub: COMMAND/REPROGRAM/TRIGGERED for sure 😭 lowkey, he'd be irked at first because he's already been conditioning her and he doesn't need the help of a stupid mark but eventually he starts to... enjoy it 😏 you know he's gonna order her to do the most lewdest things and video tape it so he can enjoy it in the future. and hey, since the mark's only temporary, he could even use the videos for future blackmail! 🤗

poseidon: LESSER. oh poseidon would LOVE this because finally percy starts to listen to him. he'll tell her that humans are awful and they all deserve to die, and she'll believe him. he'll tell her that it's perfectly okay to love your father, and she'll believe him. he'll tell her that it'd be SUCH a great idea for them to marry and have children and she'd believe him. no more needing to worry about his precious daughter getting corrupted by humanity's morals, she's now all his for the taking, yay!!!!

hades: LIBIDO/SWAY/GAZE. this man is horny for his niece so dont be surprised if he has dirty thoughts about her. imagine the horror percy'll feel when she hears her own uncle's impure thoughts about her?? and the horror she'll feel when she realizes she's actually getting TURNED ON by them??? she'll be so humiliated and confused when she suddenly starts touching herself, but its okay because her dear uncle's there to help her 🥺

apollo: CUMDICTION. aphrodite feels sooo bad that percy barely pays attention to him, so she curses her with a mark that makes her absolutely OBSESSED with him (tho to be more specific, his dick). apollo would be so ecstatic that the love of his life is finally reciprocating his love, that he won't even notice the womb mark when he's fucking her! true love 💖

loki: SUFFER/FORLORN. shocker, right lol 😂 he would totally enjoy this because he gets to do all kinds of sexual torture on her, BUT he's surprisingly also the first one who starts to hate the mark. her reactions aren't genuine, he wants the REAL percy, without this annoying mark! he wants percy to fight back and snap at him with her sassy words, not moan and be forced to submit!!!!

AND AS A BONUS: aphrodite would somehow manage to trick the yans into entering a room and throw percy in there with the pheromone mark! pheromone: any man within 30 meters will become aroused and attracted to her. the closer he is, the stronger it gets, and since these yans are already head over heels for her, the effects would be even STRONGER so rip percy's 🐱

[contentloadingandstuff]

Drinking with Rosaria & Eula!

CW: Male!Reader, swearing, reader and character are drunk to some degree, not proofread, ignore the implication of Disney existing in Teyvat okay?

Rosaria doesn't stray from alcohol, not by any means. She never gets drunk, or at least that's what she claims. Not in public anyway. If the drinks pour a little too fast for clarity of mind to remain, the notoriously horny sister becomes a literal succubus. No five minutes may pass without a dirty remark of some sort, suggestive gestures or not-so-restrained touching. She also tends to cuss a lot. But who cares, if all of it is contained within your own four walls? Your drunk self certainly doesn't. 

The fifth anniversary of your dating was upon you, so you and Rosaria thought that a few drinks wouldn't hurt. Well, Rosaria has a different definition of 'a few drinks'. By now, two bottles of Dandelion Wine are completely dry, with a third one already open. The wine glasses are halfway full, the two of you already blushing heavily. Rosaria is sitting on your lap, placing sloppy kisses all over your neck. You playfully push her away every now and then, but she dives right back in no time. 

"R-Rosie… Your wine will get warm, you know?" You mutter, barely keeping composure under the barrage of kisses she delivers. 

"Pfffffffffffft. Who cares… You're alllll I need baby~" 

"No, seriously. Who wants to drink warm wine?" 

She pulls away, seemingly considering your words. It takes a while, but she finally nods her head. 

"Yeah. You're right." She down the entire glass in one go, and sighs loudly. "Mmm, That's the stuff…" 

You look at her. Despite the river of alcohol clouding your mind, you see clearly. You see her, your beloved, your chosen, your girlfriend. Her pale skin, her delicate yet sharp features, her slim, painted lips, her slender fingers, her rich chest… The wine turns your awe into obsession. You grab her jaw and turn her face to look at you. 

"Rosaria… you're… the most beautiful woman I have ever seen…" You mutter. So beautiful, mysterious, so unique, so enchanting, so tantalizing… 

Like a vampire. 

"Like a vampire…" Your thoughts escape your mind. Rosaria draws a smile. 

"Hm?" 

"Are you one? A vampire, I… I mean. You gonna suck my blood out, Rosie?" 

Even if you are drunk, your mind still works. It has some merit. She has pale skin, she goes out only at night, she likes red fluids… and those teeth… your neck, your hands, your arms, your thighs, your stomach and your… other bits know the sting of those canines all too well by now. 

Rosaria chuckles. "Nah, s-sorry. I'm not gonna drink your blood, but I will gladly suck something else, hehe~" She leans down and makes a small growling sound. 

"Rosariaaaaa!" You both laugh. She pulls back and wraps her arms around your neck. 

"I talked to a four-eyes once, you know? About my skin."

"Ah, I see… What did he tell you?" You finish up your glass of wine. 

"He told me that my ancestors may have come from Wat… Watsu…Tsu.. Watsumi Island, was it? Eh, close enough." She sniffs. "Fuckin' fish people, anyway."

"You are looking fishy sometimes, that I will give you…" 

"I never found any scales, gills, fins or whatevers on me. Sad." She hics. "I wanted to be a mermaid when I was a teeny tiny girl, you k-know? I wanted to swim below the waters, a-and sing songs, a-and play with my fish friends… I always wanted a crab, you know? I would name him… Sebastian."

You sit in silence for a minute, smiling like children at each other before the lyrics can no longer be contained. 

"Under the sea, under the sea, darling it's better, down where it's wetter, take it from meeeeeeeee, up on the shore they work all day, out in the sun they slave away, while we devotin', full time to floatin', under the seaaaaaaaaaaaa…" You sing in drunken unison, ending the broken auditory mess of a cover with a hard burst of laughter. When Rosaria calms down, she leans into you, her lips pressed right against your ear. 

"You know what else he told me?" 

"Hm?"

"H-he told me that young men need to have sex to be healthy… And, baby, I will make you the healthiest man in Teyvat, heh~" She sloppily kisses your ear, sending shivers of excitement through your body. She pulls away, and pushes up her chest proudly. "D-doctor Rosaria prescribes you her tight, warm, wet cun-" 

"Rosariaaaaa stoooooooooop!" 

As expected, neither of you remembered the conversation in the morning. 

Eula got drunk sometimes - during free days, of course. She was doing that more often before, mainly due to stress and soul-crushing loneliness. She would often cry herself to sleep after returning home, but now that she has you, that's no longer an occurrence. Since she tends to get very sad when drunk, she allows herself to be tipsy at most. Not to spoil your fun, since you tend to be quite entertaining to be around when you had too much to drink. 

"Are you sure you want another one, my dear?" 

Eula stops herself from pouring you another round from the bottle but you just wave your hand. 

"Go for it. I'm still standing!" 

She smirks, letting the liquid fill the cup. "Well, as you wish."

You grab the wooden vessel and instantly lift it to your lips. The cool taste of wine reaches your lips and the warmth spreads through your body oh so pleasantly. Mondstadt's wine never had low alcohol content. 

"You know, I don't get it." You speak, eyes barely ajar. 

"What exactly, Y/N?" Eula eyes her own cup carefully, trying to hold herself from filling it. Again. 

"I don't understand w-why they hate you… You didn't do anything wrong." You look up at her, your eyes filled with sadness. "You're a good woman, Eula. You do great w-work, you keep the people safe, you kill monsters…" 

She looks down, unsure of what to say. After a moment, she speaks quietly. "It is what it is."

She suddenly feels your hand move over hers. It's warm, so pleasantly warm, enveloping hers. She gasps quietly. "No, Eula. This cannot continue. I won't let you be sad anymore."

She looks up at you, straight into your eyes. This time, they are overflowing with kindness and love, the purest form of it. She frowns, trying to hold back the prickling feeling in her eyes. Why does she get so sensitive each time alcohol and you are involved? 

"I love you, Eula. I love you so much, I-I want you to be happy, and I will do my best to make up for all the hurt they have you. I… I never want to see you sad again, alright? I… love you, Eula. I love you so much."

She smiles at you, tears slowly falling from her cheeks. She doesn't deserve you.

"Go home, Y/N. You're drunk." Her lower lip trembles slightly. 

"H-home? But I am home, my love." 

Eula smirks, looking down at the bar table for a brief moment. "How so?" 

You reach over the table, and place your hand over her heart. Her skin is cold, but you feel the warmth radiating from within. 

"Home is where you are, Eula."

She blushes and covers her eyes with her gloved hand. She can no longer hold back the tears. She chokes back a sob. 

"I l-love you too, Y/N. I d-don't deserve you… truly…" 

"Hey, d-don't say that! And I told you t-that I don't want you to be sad, Eula… If you want to, we can go home a-and cuddle. Does that sound good?" 

She sniffs. 

"Yes, let's g-go home, Y/N."

Thanks for reading!

[eldritch-spouse]

How would we look like as full blown succubus lust queens once Vesper has transformed us? Would the form be different to the usual succubi, since of our high status or would Vespers beautiful mark be the one thing differentiating us from the others?

I have completely fallen in love with the pink king and my brain just has all these questions 🫠💕

The way you transform into a demon, of whatever type, is usually randomized. Of course, there are things that influence this process a tad, such as:

Previous demonic lineage, the genes of which will probably be utilized here;

Your soul, as in, who you are as a person may give way to certain traits, the science of this is a tad elusive;

The appearance of the demon who is inducing this in you, if there is one.

In this case, being transformed by a demonlord like Vesper, you're bound to exhibit some of his traits. Maybe you'll be pink like him, maybe you'll have tufts of fluff, a belly mouth, wide and bug-like magenta eyes or even his head tendril... It's up to chance.

You'll be different from other succubi not just because of the remnants of Vesper's mark on you but also because of the power you will receive as his mate. You'll have an aura other succubi will naturally lack, even the most high-ranking of them.

[I kind of leave it up to interpretation what you'll look like. I may one day sketch a transformed Queen for kicks, but it won't necessarily be canon to anything.]

[vintagebunnies]

as above, so below

part i | part ii

eddie munson x succubus!fem!reader

Eddie summons you back, but this time it’s for revenge. (3.9k)

mean dom eddie, rough sex, choking, hair pulling, face slapping, spitting, succubus reader, fem reader, demon sex, mentions of gore (nothing happens), handcuffs, slight dacryphilia, mdni 18+!

ཐི♡ཋྀ

It’s been about a week since Eddie has last seen you. All that was left of you were the everlasting marks around his body, and the smoky message left on the bathroom mirror.

Well, the red and purple surrounding his neck and collarbones are lasting a lot longer than your little message. As soon as he saw the foreign words on his mirror, he immediately wiped them away. Not wanting Wayne to see it, but also how the hell would he explain that?

The book he checked out of the library needed to be sent back soon, only one more day with the book in his ownership. In its old and crumbling glory, it was sitting right on top of his desk. He kept eyeing it as if it’d grow legs and walk away.

With the way things played out that night, he wouldn’t be surprised.

Eddie knew you were dangerous. The strength you showed that night was unrivaled, you were capable of doing whatever you pleased. Hell, you could’ve fucking killed him! But you didn’t.

That’s what confused him the most—you are a supernatural being who spared his life—why him? Was it because he summoned you? Did you find him interesting? What made you choose Eddie and let him live?

As scary as Eddie looked, he didn’t know much about demons or anything paranormal, so it was just odd to him. The main source of his knowledge about this kind of stuff was just from horror movies. Fiction. Everyone knew those movies were fake, made straight from the glitz and glam of Hollywood.

But he couldn’t help himself from constantly thinking about you. He would spend hours in his room just analyzing the abundance of marks left on his pale skin.

Eddie was sitting on his bed, eyeing the book.

He knew he was stupid for what he was about to do, but he couldn’t stop thinking of all of the pain and pleasure he received that night.

Yeah, you were dangerous or whatever, but fuck, did he miss you.

He stood up from his bed after being lost in thought, heading straight for the book. Eddie grabbed the book but didn’t immediately open it, instead just analyzed the front cover.

Eddie thought back to the day at the library. When he first came up with the idea of partaking in a ritual, it was supposed to be harmless fun. He didn’t expect for what happened to actually happen.

He opened to the front page of the book, the contents of each chapter laid out in front of him on the yellowing pages.

The dog eared page was still marked.

With that page still being partially unread, since he only read about how to actually perform the ritual, he decided it was time to find out what you really were.

Eddie made his way back over to his bed, not paying attention to his surroundings.

“What’cha got there boy?” Wayne asked, making Eddie jump.

“Shit!” Eddie was so spooked by Wayne’s sudden appearance, he stubbed his toe right on the legs of his bed frame.

From the adrenaline of being snuck up on, he dropped his book, and it landed with the cover right side up, exposing the title of it to Wayne.

Wayne never was one to snoop, knowing Eddie was a grown adult and had the right to privacy. But he couldn’t help being curious on what Eddie was getting up to.

Wayne grabbed the book off of the floor, reading the title aloud. “The Grand Grimoire,” Immediately noticing the illustrated devil on the title, he stared Eddie down, who was still cradling his sore toe.

“D’you mind telling me why you have this?” He flipped the open book towards Eddie, who was now derived from any color in his face.

“Uh- it’s uh, just for research. Y’know, just a little curious,” Eddie gave Wayne an awkward chuckle, trying to lie his way out of it. But Wayne wasn’t stupid. He could see right through Eddie like he was transparent.

“Boy, I don’t know how dense you think I am, but why the hell would you need research on this?” Wayne shook the book around in his hand, trying to enunciate his point. “Listen, you’re old enough to know better. Don’t be messin’ around with this. Return it.” He gave Eddie a stern look.

Eddie knew Wayne was right, but was he gonna listen? No.

“I’ll uh, return it tomorrow. Promise. The library is closed by now, so I kinda have’ta wait,” Eddie wasn’t planning on Wayne finding out about this at all, so he’s at a complete loss for words.

“You better. Came in here to tell ya I’m leaving now, but then I saw this. Just please, think twice before you do this kinda stuff.” With that, Wayne turned to leave.

“Yeah, yeah of course! Don’t worry,” Eddie followed Wayne out into the living area, seeing him out.

Eddie and Wayne bid their farewells to each other, Wayne giving Eddie a hard-nosed stare as he walked out of the trailer.

As soon as Eddie shut the steel door, he exhaled a big breath. Not realizing he was even holding it.

His heart was beating a mile a minute. There was a reason why he got the book when Wayne wasn’t home, afraid of this interaction.

After all, Wayne was right. Eddie shouldn’t be messing with stuff like this, it’s too dangerous and you never know what you might conjure.

Eddie walked back into his bedroom, staring hard at the book that was now on his bed. He had to take a moment to think about it, if he should still try to get into contact with you again.

Fuck it.

He was gonna do it no matter what anyone says, he knows the risks. But he also knows the good that’ll come out of this. Seeing you, in all of your dangerous ways.

He could feel himself get hard again from the thought of you.

“Jesus.” Eddie whispered to himself, he felt like a hormonal teenager again. Getting aroused from the mere thought of you, to the thought of your body and your voice.

God, your voice.

Your voice was painfully sweet sounding. The way you spoke to him. The way your sharp teeth gleamed under the warm candlelight every time you opened your mouth.

This was it.

Eddie was going to perform the ritual whether Wayne liked it or not.

He hated disobeying Wayne, but he knew to be cautious. Or cautiously stupid.

Eddie picked up the book and finally thought it was time to stop beating around the bush and just do it.

He finished setting everything up, now sitting in the center of the salt pentagram, open book in hand, reading over the pages one last time.

Eddie took a deep breath and closed his eyes, trying to ground himself. He was more nervous this time around than he was the last time. Tense from the possible outcome.

He repeated the trigger words over and over for a solid minute. Nothing. It was taking a lot longer than it did the last time, you showed up almost immediately last week.

Eddie was constantly checking around his room, seeing if you were anywhere to be seen. He even reread the words that were supposed to evoke you, nothing was wrong.

He tried it once more, and all he got was a few candles to flicker.

Eddie started to grow frustrated, rubbing his hands down his face.

“Fuck this shit.” Eddie was fed up. It was a bunch of bullshit. At this point Eddie was sure he came home obliterated last week and gave himself the scare with the message on the bathroom mirror.

The marks on his body? Probably some shitty hookup.

He stood up and blew out all of the candles, swept up all of the salt, and he chucked the book across the room making it leave a resounding thud against the plaster walls.

Eddie doesn’t know why he was so mad, he always believed in the supernatural and paranormal beings, but now he thinks it was all just bogus. All glorified in the movies.

Sitting back onto his bed, the old rusty springs creaking under his weight, he rested his head in his hands.

You were just a figment of his imagination, something he made up in a fake fantasy world when he was horny just so he can get himself off.

He decided it was time to just forget about you and everything, and just sleep.

Eddie turned off all of his bedroom lights and just laid back in bed, staring up at the pitch black ceiling.

At first he thought there was a chance that you were real, that what he experienced was real. But it just doesn’t add up, so he made every scenario he possibly could to explain how it was all fraud. The book was a fraud.

He did everything in the ritual the same as he did the last time, so there was no explanation he could give himself to point at the book giving answers or demon summoning even being existent.

Eddie finally gave up fighting with his thoughts and just closed his eyes, ready to just ignore this all.

Almost falling asleep, he was shivering because of the room dropping about ten degrees. There was cold air that just started to surround his body, like a sheet of ice forming over water in winter.

He pulled his blankets around himself tighter, hoping to fight off the freezing air.

The warmth from the blanket wasn’t helping, now the wintry air was coming from under the blanket. Eddie looked around from where he was faced on the side of the bed, trying to find the culprit of what was making him frigid.

Eddie decided that it was probably air coming from the open door to his bedroom, maybe a window was open somewhere out in the living area. So he turned over. But right as he did so, he felt his heart drop.

There you were.

Sitting on the right side of his bed, head resting in your hand from your arm that was propped up on your elbow.

That’s why it was cold.

Eddie tried pinching himself, pulling his hair, anything that could potentially wake him up from a dream. This was real this time.

You were right in front of his very eyes, and very real.

“Salve, mortalis.” You were giving him a malicious smile, but your inky black eyes were looking up at him with affection.

All Eddie could do was stare at you, you scared the everloving shit out of him, showing up like that. But he was thrilled to see you again.

“I can feel your eyes burning into me, Eddie.” Your voice was still as soft as ever. Like a fuzzy warm blanket fresh out of the dryer.

Eddie sat up, facing himself towards you. You sat up too, leaning up on your elbows and sitting with your knees slightly bent in front of you

“You’re back.” Eddie says incredulously. “I didn’t think you were going to come back, you didn’t show up before.”

“O mortalem miserum, you missed me,” Your tone was dripping in sarcasm, clearly amused.

“Why didn’t you show up?” Eddie was tired of your constant laid back attitude, as if you weren’t a fucking demon. “Isn’t that like, your fucking job? To show up when someone performs this shit ritual?” Eddie was infuriated, he doesn’t know why he felt such malice towards you this time.

You weren’t some chick from the bar, waiting to get fucked by the next rockstar to cross your path. You were a disciple of the devil!

Your face dropped to something akin to anger, clearly showing your distaste of his tones. “How dare you speak to me like that, mortal?” You sat up. “After I gave you such pleasure, you treat me like this.”

Sitting up on your knees, you crawled closer to Eddie. “You should be punished, stultum hominem.”

You were practically nose to nose with Eddie now, but what came next is what shocked him the most. You suddenly lunged, slapping Eddie hard across the face then pinning him down to his stained sheets by his neck.

Eddie gasped, waiting for you to just snap his neck, maybe cut right into his jugular, watch him choke on his own blood.

Something else caught your attention though, making you smile wickedly.

You could feel Eddie’s cock grow hard under you from where you were straddling his lap, making you squeeze his neck.

Eddie’s eyes rolled back into his head from the pressure right on his larynx. He felt disgusting for being turned on. This was probably how he’d get killed, strangled to death because he was thinking with the wrong head.

Fortunately, you weren’t planning on killing him tonight, releasing your grip on his neck and putting your hand right on his cheek, the cheek where your hand print is starting to flourish with red.

“Silly man, getting aroused from pain,” You whispered the last part. “What shall I do with you?” You tilted your head like a curious dog, similar to Eddie’s puppy dog eyes staring right back at you.

“You could um- start by getting off of me,” Even Eddie was surprised by his sudden boldness, if this was his first time meeting you he wouldn’t have dared to say something like that.

But all you did was laugh, a maniacal laugh. “Ut obliviscatur qui in crimen videris.” Your voice lowered into a deeper octave, leaning down to be face to face with Eddie.

Eddie still has no clue what you said, but it just provoked him to tease you more. “Yeah, I’m not your bitch,” He suddenly switched positions, pushing you off of him to now be under him, the movement made you let out a gasp, eliciting a smile out of Eddie from catching you off guard. “But tonight you will be.”

He was leant over you, his breath fanning over your ear.

Eddie moved his hand to rest over your throat, identical to the way yours was before.

He nibbled on the skin right under your ear, soothing the bite with a swipe of his tongue. You closed your eyes and let out a quiet groan from the sensation.

Eddie squeezed his hand tighter around your throat, not even sure if it’s doing anything to control your breathing. Even if it didn’t, it still made your breathing slightly accelerate.

He started to kiss from your jaw down to your neck. “I’m,” Kiss. “Going to,” Another kiss. “Fuck you stupid.” Bite.

Eddie could feel your legs move from where they were pinned under him, he was sat right over your lap just like how you were sat over his. He had you completely trapped under him.

He let go of your neck, not even seeing you take a deep inhale to catch your breath.

Slowly sitting up from his position, he reared his hand back and slapped you right in the face, just like what you did to him. The momentum from the slap made your head move to the side. You had a grin on your face from the sudden act of dominance from Eddie, a complete different contrast to how he was the last time.

You were biting your lip when you went to face him again, but when you went to look at him he was standing up from his bed, going towards the silver handcuffs hanging on his wall.

He slowly sauntered back over to the bed, looking down at the handcuffs in this hand, then back at you. “You’re not going to use your hands, I’ve had enough of you having your way with me.” When he got closer to where your head was resting on the bed, he grabbed both of your hands, and cuffed them to the bedpost above your head.

You were just staring up at him with this sick look on your face, clearly enjoying every second of this. You had an everlasting smirk engraved on your face.

“Fac tibi pessimi.” You whispered.

Eddie gave you a small smack on the side of your face, not enough to rear your head to the side but enough to catch your attention. “Shut the fuck up.”

He crawled back onto the bed, slowly stripping off his clothes as he did so. Eddie moved to spread your legs to bracket his hips, hands right on the underside of your knees.

Eddie grasped his cock and tapped it right over your dripping pussy, making your hips jump from the heaviness of it.

“I’m not giving you the satisfaction of fucking you yet,” He dropped your legs back onto the bed. “You’re going to suck my cock.” As Eddie said that, he made his way to where your head was resting, his leaking cock now leveled with your mouth.

“Open your fucking mouth, whore.” His hand gripped the top of your scalp, moving your head side to side trying to enunciate his point.

You obliged, opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue. Eddie didn’t waste any time, and shoved his entire length down your throat.

Just like the first time you sucked him off, you didn’t gag. Taking him all the way to the hilt with no issue.

“Yeah—mm—take my fucking cock,” Eddie groaned. He had an unyielding grip on your hair, guiding your head up and down.

You were slobbering all over his dick, but you fucking loved it. The roughness, and messiness of it all was perfect. You never expected him to snap, he was terrified of you, you can sense it. But you wanted him to use you, use your body like it’s a temple. Giving him all the pleasure he desires.

“Shit—“ Eddie’s voice was getting weak, indicating he was close to his release so you sucked harder, your cheeks hollowing. “Fucking dirty slut,” He pulled out of your mouth, slapping you across the face.

Eddie grabbed your jaw before you could face the impact of his slap, tucking his thumb into your mouth right behind your teeth, spitting in your mouth, then forcing your mouth shut. Before you could even swallow, Eddie spit right over your closed mouth, then smearing it across the bottom half of your face.

“Yeah? You like being treated like this? Like being used?” You nodded with a smile on your face, opening your mouth and sticking your tongue back out. Eddie spit right back into your open mouth, bending down to bite the side of your neck.

You gasped and pulled on your binds. You knew if you wanted to, you could easily snap the metal chains holding the cuffs together, but you were also curious to see where he’d take this.

Eddie trailed kisses down to your chest, biting the plush skin around your breast, then leaving a bite right over your nipple making you moan aloud. Eddie slapped your tit in retaliation, watching the flesh jiggle from the force.

Eddie crawled back down so now he was back to being right in between your legs. He sat up straight and spit right onto your cunt, then taking his fingers and forcefully spreading it around your clit.

“Oh— Eddie,” You gasped.

“Hm? It’s Eddie now? What about the other names you called me before, huh?” He was looking down at you from the slope of his nose.

Eddie dragged his middle and index finger towards your dripping hole, and pushed them both in with no resistance, making your legs push against your chest and knocking your knees together.

You threw your head back from the pressure and the pleasure, your mouth opening to make way for quiet moans.

Eddie‘s pace gradually got faster, adding his thumb in the mix to rub your clit.

You could feel your release hurriedly coming closer, making your cunt clench and convulse over Eddie’s fingers.

“Yeah, fucking squirt all over me bitch,” Eddie seethed through gritted teeth, pulling his fingers out of your cunt with a wet squelch and landing a few slaps over your soaked clit.

Eddie’s harsh words and his onslaught on your cunt made your release spray all over his pelvis, and you let out a scream in response.

Your legs were continuously shaking from his rough fingers, and your breathing grew heavy.

“I’m not fucking done with you.” Eddie spread your legs wider, positioning himself right in between them and rubbing his hard cock over your quivering cunt, smearing your release.

Eddie tapped the tip of his dick over your swollen clit, making your hips jump away from the sensation.

He gave you no reprieve before he was shoving his entire length into your sore cunt, making you moan out loud and your brow furrow.

Eddie grabbed onto your neck with his right hand, slapping you across the face with his left.

His starting pace was furious. Not giving your cunt a break, slamming in and out of you, making you let out a moan with each thrust.

Eddie’s hand squeezed around your neck as your cunt clenched around his cock, making him groan.

“Fuck yeah—squeeze my cock you slut,” His words were shakey from his pace and your quick submission. Eddie looked down at your face; your cheek was a dark red from how many times he’s slapped you, your chin was shiny with yours and Eddie’s mixed saliva, and your eyes were squinted from his cock.

You felt like Eddie’s cock was jabbing your cervix, making tears spring in the corner of your eyes. This didn’t go unnoticed by Eddie, he smiled at the thought of making you cry just like how you made him.

“Cry me a fucking river, you did this to yourself.” Eddie gripped the underside of your thighs, pushing them both to your chest, contorting your body.

The new position made Eddie push deeper into your warm walls, hitting that spot perfectly.

You bit your lip so hard you drew blood, squeezing your eyes shut making the tears fall down your cheeks. Eddie bent down over you, licking the tears off your face then landing a slap on your thigh, close to your ass.

The feeling of Eddie’s palm slapping you made you arch your back, letting out garbled moans and cumming on his cock a second time.

“Cum in me Eddie, quaeso.” You were staring up at him with glassy eyes, and a flushed face.

Your demand made Eddie sit up straight, thrusting into you harder and grinding his cock in your spent hole.

It wasn’t long before Eddie was cumming inside of you, a dam bursting and filling you to the brim with his warm spend. Eddie gave a few more rough thrusts into your sopping cunt, riding out his orgasm.

He leant down over you, holding himself up with his hand next to your head, trying to catch his breath.

Eddie completely forgot about the cuffs that were wrapped around your wrists until he heard the snap of the chains holding them together snap. He looked up from his position and saw that you broke out of them, trailing your hands up and down his back and petting his hair, letting him come down from the high.

Eddie didn’t even bat an eye, just collapsed back over you enjoying the warmth of contact with another.

A few minutes passed, Eddie was passed out and you were able to move yourself without waking him up.

Eddie was laying on his stomach, his hair all over the place and damp from sweat. He looked truly beautiful. You gave a genuine smile from how peaceful he looked.

Before leaving you made sure to leave a small kiss on the back of his head.

Making sure to leave a note that said, “Iterum revertar, Eddie.”

ཐི♡ཋྀ

[mechaknight-98]

Gathering Act III: Culling ritual

The next day I woke up in Dexter and Connor’s apartment. All of our significant others had schedules so it was a “guys” day for the time being after showering and getting ready we all went to get breakfast. When we got to the spot you'll never guess who we saw there. Because I know I wouldn't. So there's the scenario we are sitting about to order food when in walks this brunette lady with a mask on. She has a cap on so no one can recognize her.

“I'll tell you later,” I say. I approach the young lady as non-menacingly as possible she looks up at me and I ask, “I'm pretty sure you get this a lot but by chance are you Sana of twice? I say loud enough so she can hear me but not loud enough to make a scene. The young woman smiles with wide eyes and pulls me to sit down with her.

“How did you know? No one else knew it was me.”

“Well, you have a Sana walk,” I said. I tried to keep my language simple so she could reply as I remembered she struggled with English.

“A Sana walk… I like that. So I take it you are once?” she asked. I nodded she moved closer and put her arm around me “You seem familiar.” she said with a hungry smile I hesitated because the aura she gave off was extremely similar to the succubi I had faced in the past.

“Well I went to one of y'all concerts a while back so maybe that's it,” I said.

Sana stroked my chin and said, “No that's not it. So what brings a strong psionic like you here.” her words sent all kinds of alarms in my head. So I chose my next words carefully

“Oh I was getting food and I saw you and wanted to ask if you would sign this,” I said as I pulled out a photo card.

“Do you have a pen?” Sana asked with a hungry smile. I nodded as I space-sifted a gold metallic Sharpie and handed it to her. Sana took the card out of the sleeve before signing it. “You know Slime Hydra I am surprised to see you here.” I freeze at her words. Sana takes off the mask and smiles again. She asks for my phone and against my better judgment I am beguiled to give it to her. She smiles as she opens it and puts her number in as she has me do the same with hers. “See now we're friends.” She says. I turn to her and face her as she puts the mask on.

“How do you know me?” I ask worried

“Oh, Dahyun’s friend Gahyeon mentions her crazy little brother. Also, you're pretty big news having fought at an award show after winning song of the year.” Sana teases

Broken out of whatever trance I was in I said in a louder tone “Younger brother? I'm older than her!”

“Oh, there's the excitement I've heard so much about.” Sana teased

I relaxed enough to talk to Sana like she was a regular person so I asked the following, “Okay what's your deal? Are you a succubus?”

Sana's eyes widened as she said “Straight to the point like Siyeon. Tell you what tell me your deal and I'll tell you mine.”

“I'm just a normal psionic,” I respond

“That's it?” Sana questions

“Yeah my power is just super weird and I have had it for so long it's been able to evolve twice not three times as of my 21st birthday,” I explain

“Evolve three times so that means you've had your power since you were one year old!” Sana exclaims

“Yeah, it has kinda been a pain, to be honest,” I reply

“Really?” Sana asked

“Yeah,” I confided.

“So how does it work I have been told and seen different things,” Sana asked intrigued

“Well first it was the eating and mimicry, then the slime-making constructs then it evolved to add the aura, and as of recently they have all fused to make slime Hydra I guess as manifestation of all the independent pieces,” I tell her

“Okay, so you aren't a slime Hydra?” Sana asked.

“I don't think so although… I don't know. Lami Orochi has always been in here ”I explained as I pointed to my forehead

“Well since you've been such a good boy I'll let you in on a secret. I am not a succubus but a psionic like you. My power is just similar to one.” Sana explained

“Oh so like Rogue from X-men?” I said

“Who?”Sana asked. I forget that not everyone knows who the X-men are.

“Oh right here's a video,” I said as I showed her a video explaining Rogue.

Sana smiled as she watched then turned to me and said, “Yes I'm that." Sana laughed before adding "Thank you for sitting with me and chatting. You're the first person not to freak out about me.”

“Well, I've seen a lot. So not much phases me. Have a nice day Mrs. Minatozaki.” I say as walk away.

Before I am out of reach Sana grabs me and says “You know we should hang out sometime later. You're pretty cool.”

“If it's a date I'm sorry I can't but as friends sure.”

Sana pouts rolls her eyes and then smiles the hungry smile before saying “Whatever. I'll see you soon. Enjoy the photo card you better not sell it.”

I nod as I head by to Connor and Dexter who had watched the entire thing and we're laughing at me.

“Dude you are so lame.” Connor teased as I sat back down.

“Well excuse me for being starstruck she is one of my ult biases,” I reply

“Oh that's surprising, but isn't Sakura also one of your ult biases?” Dexter added I nod and explain

“My ult biases are as follows Hasuel of Loona, Dami, Sakura, and all of twice. Yujin being my SO also has her special position.”

“So you just can't choose one of Twice?”

“They were my first girl group who got me into K-pop. They will always be my ult biases.”

“That's remarkably wholesome and thoughtful of you.”

“Well, I try to keep all of me in mind (past present, and future) whenever I do things. There will always be a part of me that's that kid who needed an escape when the world got crazy a few years ago, and to him Twice still has his heart on lock.”

My two friends smile at me then Dexter asks, “How do you have such a good relationship with your past?”

I shrug. We sit down and eat together all the while just enjoying each other's time.

We decided to play a fighting game for a little bit while we waited I picked a more set-based play character which didn't go unnoticed by the other two.

"Oh, you're playing him. that track," Connor says confidently

"Oh, really how so?" I ask

"dude you play Sultai," Connor says as if that answers everything

"I don't see how that applies," I say confused

"This gives me a better idea" Dex asserts

"Oh word what is it?" Connor asks

"Come on let's go," Dex says

I watch as Dexter opens a dimensional door. Connor and I walk through followed by Dex who has taken us to an open warehouse area.

"So this is a place where I come to train with my powers free of the public eye. It's a quiet upstate New York abandoned warehouse so we can go all out. (Dex eyed me) Somewhat." Dex explained and I understood what he meant by the somewhat.

"So you want to spare?" I ask

"Yes, I want to see what you're capable of because I have only seen glimpses," Dexter says

"Okay. Hey after this since we are in New York can we get Brooklyn Style Pizza?" I ask

"Oh, 100%," Dexter said

"Cool... Yo, why don't we hang out more often as just guys y'all are super cool." I asked

Connor and dexter blush before smiling. "Well this is the first time we have been able to, and you don't drink so we can't go to bars together," Connor answered

"Ok...I am going to do something that seems scary but bear with me. I have to mentally prepare to fight" I said to Dexter. Dexter nods and tells me to "take all the time I need."

I nod and begin pacing hyping myself up. before yelling "I Know A Ghost" I summon Recollection and Lami-Orochi's full form pops out. behind me. Dexter and Connor watch in awe. Dexter summons a flaming Axe and gets in a ready stance. I snap Recollection into its bowstaff form and run to Dexter. He gives a hefty axe swing which I block with recollection. I split off one of the sections and using the chain the section made an attack. Dexter uses a wall of fire which forces me to back off. after this, he creates a pool of water around him and throws what looks like seeds into it. from the water roots and branches begin to sprout and grow sharp then aim themselves at me. I jump high above the branches and the roots. I reconnect Recollection and throw the weapon down into the plants. slime begins to impede their growth as Recollection spews waves of it. I watch as Dexter snaps his fingers and flames start to overtake the branches before I can react the flames reach my slime causing an explosion and sending me flying. I get up quickly as I see him flying towards me. I roll out of the way of his attack. and make a slime wall that intercepts his next attack with his axe. I try to make some distance. but Dex is fast. so I decided instead to retreat to match his energy. if all he's going to do is press the attack well then I have some ideas. his next swing I dodged by jumping onto the back of his axe and running onto his shoulder where I smacked him with recollection. As I got distance I faced him and turned recollection into its B-formation I ran to the other edge of the warehouse and threw it as Dexter shot a giant fireball at me. the resulting explosion blew us both back. when I came to I looked up to see Dexter smiling. he helped me up

"That was pretty cool," he said as we got up. "I never knew slime could be so versatile," Dexter exclaimed

"Well yeah, non-newtonian liquids are quite fun to use," I say

"You're telling me. I watched you use it as defense offense and more" Connor said running close. "Your weapon is also insane what is it?"

"Oh, that's recollection. it's a multi-tool I use when fighting."

"Multi-tool is right It went from shuriken to nunchucks to bow staw to whatever that thing you did with the spike." Dexter said, "You may not be outright more powerful than me but your versatility and ways to just have to deal with power is crazy." Dex concedes

"Thanks, I say appreciative," I say

"So that slime what was that?" Dexter asks

"I don't know. the most I can say is think of it like mimeoplasm." I say

"Mimeoplasm?" Connor asks

"Yeah like the commander from 2011," I explain

"I don't think I have seen that before," Dexter says to which Connor nods

"Oh okay, I'll pull it up then," I say

"Oh, that thing. okay, that makes more sense." Connor said reading the card and then handing it to Dexter

After our little match and lunch, we headed back to their apartment. Dexter has to run some errands. A little after that Yunjin arrives to talk to Connor, and takes him as well. Leaving me with Chaewon who was with Yunjin when she came in.

Hey Tj-ah."

"Hi Chae how are you today?

"I'm good."

Chaewon sits next to me and smiles. we sit in silence for a moment before she asks, "Hey did you see that Astrid is doing another of the GG mega mixers?"

"No, I didn't tell me more?"

"Well it's Gen three and I know all the Izone girls have agreed to do it. she also got Twice, Dreamcatcher, Red Velvet, Loona, and ClC."

I groan at that, but don't let my emotions run too plainly.

"Oh, why didn't you know? We thought you would be back. She told us she's bringing all the old staff back for the first one?"

"No, she didn't but also me and Astrid aren't in the best place right now," I explain to Chaewon. She looks at me with a worried look.

"So you aren't helping?"

"Not currently."

Chaewon sends a text on her phone before sending a flurry of them. after that Chaewon nestles in closer.

"You know I am dating Yujin right Or at least am trying to?"

"Yeah, but you're just so cuddly and warm. Besides what if she can't be set free what will you do then?" Chaewon defends herself.

I look at her and my confidence falters for a moment. I haven't considered things not working out, even for a moment, "Okay well I will let you chill but..." I say to Chaewon

"I know, I know Yujin can't hear about this," Chaewon says

A few minutes later I get a call from Aurora. Surprised I answered the call

"How did you find out about the GG Mega Mixer?" She yelled.

I walked into the office with Yujin and my nerves were on fire. we were meeting with her Company to ask about the potential of us dating. I was less than enthusiastic. They had made it abundantly clear that they were ready and willing to disband Ive over this. Yujin was less worried.

When we walked in I knew that as soon as they saw me everything about the dynamic changed. the hope that was in the air vanished in an instant, and I turned Yujin. the glint in her eyes dimmed, and I felt the burden I was placing on her career and dream. I had her come back outside with me and I said to her

"Dear, They aren't going to listen."

"What why do you think that?" Yujin asks

"Their looks. It's a look I have seen numerous times." I said

"What do you mean." Yujin questions

They aren't looking at me they are looking at this" I said as I pointed to my skin

"What's wrong with it? I like you that should be enough right?" Yujin asked curiously

"I wish but I don't think they will understand." I ponded

"Why not?" Yujin asks

"Well the first thing that caught my eyes was how their body language changed when I walked in, and you know what, let's go in," I say

Yujin and I walked into the office and the first thing said was, "Why should we entrust our top and most beloved performer to you? What value do we have to gain." They didn't have the courtesy to bring a translator I am assuming that's what they said based on Yujin's disgusted reaction.

Yujin looked at me and I looked at her. We nodded and she said the most brutal thing I have ever heard. "I expected this and yet somehow still and disappointed...ah well. Tj I am sorry I have responsibilities to my girls and this contract. I don't expect you to wait for me, but if you do when I am finished with Ive you're mine."

I smile and say "For sure, but I think Sana is trying to steal me." I tease

"Of course she is," Yujin says as she rolls her eyes

"Don't worry she scares me," I reply

"You scared of her. I learn something new about you every day. Let's go our friends are waiting for us." Yujin teased. I give a thumbs up and follow her.

We arrived back at the Ive dorm where everyone was waiting. I shrug and say. "it's over for now."

I was surprised when Sweet Heart Eunbi let out a string of not-so-sweet heart words. Dexter looked concerned as she went further. I am surprised that all of Ive looks so sad. I look to everyone and shrug before saying "Look it's not ideal but life often isn't we walk off the difficult things we can't shake and fix the things we can. Now if you'll excuse me I have a lot to do helping Astrid win her girlfriend back and setting up this Mega Mixer." the crowd had numerous perplexed faces as I walked out while waving.

I arrived at Astrid Penthouse, and I couldn't bring myself to go in just yet. I needed to make one stop. I went back home to my little apartment in Cali and I just cried. I couldn't cry in front of my friends because I had to appear strong. I also screamed in rage. a lot more of that than the crying to be honest. I had convinced myself that I deserved to be happy with Yujin and I should have known better, but the next time I won't make that mistake. after I was able to emotionally regulate enough to bring myself from a 12 to a 2. I space sifted back to Astrid's I took the elevator and Aurora was the first to see me. She rolled over to me and gave me a tight hug. then she slapped me.

"I missed you, dummy," she said with a pout.

I shrug and say, "Life is strange."

Aurora smiles and then says to me, "Now go be the hero and help our sister." I nod as I walk to Astrid's room. she is still in bed crying. I face her and pick her up.

"Come on Ash we have work to do!" I bellow.

"No, I just want to die," Astrid said between sobs

"No, you don't. You are just emotionally distraught because you got into a fight with your girlfriend whom I am going to help you get back." I challenged

"what do you know about relationships," Astrid questioned

"Enough now come on. Shower you smell like spaghetti and depression." I tease

Alex was walking by and began laughing at my statement. we got in one of her cars after she cleaned herself and we drove to Emma's spot out in Korea. I walked up first and she came out

"Are you here to kill me?" Emma asks

"Nah I come bearing gifts. I say as I gesture to Astrid who's still at the wheel. Astrid waves awkwardly. then Emma turns to me. She shifts uncomfortably.

"Why do this...it doesn't change anything between us?" Emma questions

"Well you make Astrid happy and honestly you two are perfect for each other so...besides I need her at least somewhat normal so we can do this mega mixer. I explain

"So this is a selfish choice." Emma discerns

"Oh completely. you take care of Astrid, and I can focus." I elaborate

"What if I say no?" Emma questions

"I will hype her up to never talk to you ever again I guess?" I answer

"You wouldn't dare." Emma Hisses

"I would and have done this. she is my homie. she's crazy and at times cringe but I love her still. so what will it be?" I propose

"Fine, but this still changes nothing," Emma states matter of fact

"I know. I look forward to our next duel. Could I just ask a favor?" I inquire

"You may and I may or may not grant it." Emma hesitates

"Cool can you not send opponents during filming I'd like to give this all my attention and help your girlfriend produce the best product," I ask

"That is fair." Emma relents

"Great now Go kiss your girlfriend, and make-up already," I say to Emma

Emma walked around me but not before asking.

"How are you handling your break up I heard it was quite abrupt?" She said bluntly

"I am angry, sad, and want her company to burn but honestly, that's the least of my worries," I reply

"Really?" Emma interrogates

"I have a job to do and responsibilities," I say pointing to her and Astrid

Three weeks later Astrid is back to normal and we are working on getting the Mega Mixer into regular and not pre-preproduction. G-idle was also joining which meant we now had more work to do. I spent most of the morning helping Astrid with her paperwork, and getting her coffee among other helpful "assistant-type things." this had to stop though when Twice came in unexpectedly, and my heart did double flips. they entered the building as they owned it and they walked into the office where Astrid and I were working.

The first thing I noticed about the ladies was that they were pretty...like way prettier than what I had seen. Almost too pretty. it set me on edge, which let me focus on their words.

"Hey girls what brings you here?" Astrid asked. Jihyo responds and while they do talk a text shows up on my phone. I open it to see Sana having taken a sneaky picture of me.

"Long time no see." the text says. I look at her and I roll my eyes. before I could text a response I got a notification. It is from a reputable K-pop news sight.

"Dating Scandal: Ive's Yujin dating (I squinted but couldn't make out the name.)" I read the article and my heart sank like a stone. I turned to Astrid and excused myself. I space-sifted back to the warehouse where Dex Connor and I had been training, and for the first time, I just let myself lose it. there was slime in all states everywhere. I thought about texting Yujin about it, but honestly, I was not in the proper headspace to make intelligent choices. so I abstained. which ironically worked out in my favor because I got a text from Sana asking where I went. So I space-sifted back and walked back into the office. all of the ladies of Twice looked at me with various emotions. I tried my best to contain the roller coaster of emotions I was feeling that was until Sana looked at me with an evil grin before Mina asked me the most left-field question I had ever heard.

"Will we be forced to do a bikini beach episode?" Mina asked

The combination of the mental image of Twice in Bikinis but also the absurdity of the question took me out of the funk I was in and straight into a hurricane of confusion.

"Um, What?" I asked

"You're the coordinator/MC...Are we forced to do a Bikini episode?" she asked again this time hesitantly. I brought my hands together as I tried to think of the appropriate answer.

"Um... do y'all want to. I guess I can help set one up, but I...I wasn't planning to. What? What? WHAT?" Astrid seeing me shortcircuit began to laugh, as did Sana, Momo, and Nayeon. I was still trying to process what I just heard though. I walked out again to process what I just heard. As I often do this leads to me deck building. I was working on a Frodo and Sam deck at the time as I wanted something non-blue and Mardu wasn't doing it for me at the time.

A little later Mina walked out she looked at her before laughing. When she saw that I wasn't nearly as jovial she paused and said "I am sorry if I offended you or made you uncomfortable."

"Ah don't worry about it. I just wasn't expecting that." I dismiss her worries and try to not think about everything in my head too much. I go back to the building when I feel eyes still on me. I look over to see Mina still there. she's looking over my shoulder trying to see what I was doing.

Mina sits to my left. I look at her confused "Can I help you?" I ask in a very confused manner. I am trying my best not to sound annoyed because she doesn't deserve that first and second I am trying to make a good impression for this show that we are about to do.

"Oh, I am sorry what's that you playing on your phone," Mina asks

"Oh, this it's Magic The Gathering. A Collectible Card Game I play." I answer

"Oh, that art is pretty...I like the art," Mina coos

"Yeah it's pretty cool, but don't fall into the trap I did when my high school friend introduced me to it," I respond

"Is it not good?" Mina asks surprised

"Honestly that's not the issue the game is fantastic the company who runs it...well less so," I explain

Mina pouts then looks at me confused, and asks, "Oh, Why?"

"Well, the company is money-hungry and it leaves many players in a bind of chasing the high," I say with a blank expression

"Oh. so why do you still play?" Mina asks.

"the same reason I keep living. I live on the hope it will get better, and it always seems on the verge like I can almost taste it," I say plainly.

Mina smiles at me. She leans in closer and I smell her perfume. It's citrus-like. "Why do you like the game?" she asked with that big innocent stare that I have seen numerous times over stuff like Time to Twice and their various other content. It was heartwarming so as I chuckled I indulged her. Her eyes widen with wonder as I explain all of the intricacies that make the game amazing for me, and how commander is the culmination of everything good with the game. She is spellbound as I kinda drone on and on. By the end of my speech, the rest of Twice and Astrid are watching. (I didn't realize it until I looked away from her). Nayeon Momo and Jeongyeon begin to laugh as I turn to them and freeze.

"Oh don't stop because of us." Dahyun teases. Embarrassed I booked it out of there.

As I leave I say to Astrid, "See you tomorrow." before taking the stairs down.

When I got to the lobby I was shocked to see several armed men with guns. they were holding people hostage. I squinted and scratched my head. they hadn't noticed me yet, and I easily could have left them, but sadly Twice, and Twice Ive were some of the hostages, and you know I love Twice, and Ive. Without drawing attention to myself I used my slime to create spikes and discretely stab all of the assailants. After that, I attempted to walk out of the building and back to the penthouse. Before I could however I heard "Tj-ah?" I turned to Yujin, I thought about my response for a moment, but I couldn't come up with anything. She was also walking towards me and I was panicking. so I screamed and space-sifted back to California. Now, could I have handled that better? Yes! I could have 100% but I didn't know what else to do, I was overstimulated and needed some sort of reprieve.

Over the next day, I recovered by not talking to anyone who reached out. I sent texts out to everyone explaining today was an "off day" for me and needed some space.

You wanna know who that didn't stop Mina from reaching out,

"Hey, you left before we could finish our chat. I wanted to continue our chat about Magic The Gathering, and Commander." the text read. For some reason, I indulge her. I give her the speech on how I came to find and understand myself better through Magic and Commander and how it's been quite the Journey. Mina was quite the listener as well, but sadly she had to go. I wished her well though.

after the chat, I felt a familiar pang in my heart. I groaned and said to it "No not now you jerk. I am still processing what happened with Yujin. Please don't do this to me." I knew I had a crush on Mina but I always kept in mind she was astronomically out of reach so I never worried about it. However here I am falling for her, and I didn't want to, but before I could think about it too much there was a knock on my door. I opened it to see Emma. She looked unamused but focused.

"I wouldn't be here if I didn't have to be, but I need your help," Emma said fast and unamused

I nod and point behind myself before saying, "Oh word? I got you. Should I get my BRIPE stuff?"

Emma groaned, nodded, then said, "Yes God why are you charitable with your time?"

I shrug as I answer, "Well It brings me peace to be so. I follow my peace."

Emma smirks and teases "I am stealing that."

I give her a thumbs-up when I am finished and ready to go. "Cool. Okay, I am ready let's go."

Emma smiles, "Excellent."

[h-harleybaby]

HEAR ME OUT..

CARTMAN X SUCCUBUS.

Vampire!Cartman x Succubus!reader

Dedicating this to Vanny my love because it’s my old lady’s birthday <3333 @thevestigeofvanillaan

Also ty Hannah (@hannah-h-pleb) for the help

NSFW CONTENT

• Stooooooop that man is always on you!!! Your blood gets him all horny, it’s pretty much an aphrodisiac 😍😍

• Y’all’s relationship is def more friends with benefits (for now) and it just works. He gets blood and you get to… feed off him so it’s a win-win

• Tell me why he’s so obsessed with you tho, like he refuses to admit it but he is. Ugh and he gets all jealous when you try to feed from anyone else. He probs pretends that he feeds off from someone else too and gets upset when you don’t care about it

• Hear me out hear me out, he literally wants to be worshipped by you. Like you have to be on your knees and everything, practically begging for even a lil bit of his cum

• Vampire!Cartman loves cumming on your face tho, it's a hot degrading thing in his mind and you have to fight me on that. He adores jerking off onto your tongue tho, he can't get enough of that look you have in your eyes when you're waiting for his cum

• Ugh him tapping your pretty lips with his dick to get your attention when you get a lil too lost in how your fingers feel against your clit

• As I said before, he's pretty damn jealous and the best way to get him to pay attention to you is to feed off someone else. Whether it's just you telling him or even going the full 9 yards and sending a picture of you with someone else/someone else's cum on you

• He's the type to cum in your mouth as much as he can using the reasoning that you have to feed, and then make fun of you if you 'waste' any of it. Him teasing you when there's a lil bit running down your chin, telling you to be a good girl and stop wasting his cum 😍

• Everyone thinks you're dating tbh, considering how often you go to him to feed. What can I say, vampire cum just tastes good ig 🤷‍♀️ maybe it's because it's his

• I swear it's just you two constantly teasing each other. Palming Cartman under the table in public, him sliding his hand up your skirt to find out what panties you're wearing that day or lack of panties, etc.

• It's just a game between y'all at this point, the game of who's gonna fold first?

• Him because you keep edging him under the table and you can feel him twitching under your fingers? Or you because while he whispers down right filthy things in your ears, you can feel the stupidly discreet tiny vibrator against your clit under your skirt?

• It's almost embarrassing how down bad y'all are for each other, like get a room already!! One that preferably isn't in public where you're jerking him off...

• Goddddd it's soooooo much worse if you guys get together!! Before, he was at least somewhat discreet and usually pushing you and your affections away despite you guys fucking 5 minutes earlier, now he's practically always showing you off and telling his friends about... the things you did earlier. The vampire has no shame whatsoever, unholy creatures I tell you!!

• Both you and Vampire!Cartman are fucking insatiable, this time it's not only you who's crying but it's him too? He just can't help when the tears brim his pretty eyes because your cunt just squeezes around him sooooo nicely

• Of course he denies it completely, saying something about how he was yawning because you're sooooo boring. Yeah this is him doing YOU a favor, totally not the other way around

• It honestly makes him wonder why he didn't fuck you earlier, he just can't go back to his own hands after you 🥰

• No but the actual fuck is up with your tears, he tried licking them once and he had to pause for a sec because it was spicy for some reason

• Your tears kinda scare him but the masochist in him just keeps licking them because why not? It's hot, and something about them have him twitching inside you

• Pfft, virgin Vampire!Cartman who, when you first met him, would furiously try fucking whatever he could to the thought of the pretty succubus in his class that somehow enchanted him

• It's really funny because he's always thought of himself as this god, especially now that he's a vampire. But really he was this pimply lil virgin who was actually kinda cute with his practically insane ramblings of various schemes

• He was probably turned as some pimply young adult who was still trying to figure out how to get women and live life. Yeah, turns out the hot chick who lived next to his dorm room actually WAS a vampire and not some delusional freak who was somehow down to be his first time

• Ahhh, the 70's, right? Or was it the 80's? He can't even remember but that's mainly because ever since then he's been living it up and fucking with whatever humans he feels like. Or at least that's what he tells you

• Sigh you have bite mark scars because he's tried turning you into a vampire or just drank a lil too much blood, clearly it didn't work because you're still a succubus but I suppose he loves that about you

• Undead creatures of the night that can't keep their hands to themselves no matter the place because y'all are insanely horny together 😍

[satancopilotsmytardis]

Oral fixation / 16

Pairing: Shigadabi

Rating: E

Prompt: "You taste so good."

Contents: Succubus!Dabi, legalized sex work, supernatural AU, lingerie, aphrodisiacs, oral fixation, blowjobs, face-fucking, implied marathon sex, multiple orgasms mentioned, anal sex, cannibalism

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The thing about burning was that it took him from mortal with a few drops of demon blood somewhere in his family line, to a full-blooded demon. He woke up from his coma starving, covered in scars, older, and with horns, wings, and a tail. Best guess the creepy doctor had been able to make is that in a fight to preserve itself, or maybe because his flames reminded that bit of blood in him about the place his ancestor was from, had turned it on and over-ridden his human genes. 

It was just his bad fucking luck that, on top of everything else, the demon in the Todoroki line was apparently one that fed off sex. On the bright side, he figured that out pretty fast, an incubus woman finding him on the streets not long after he'd run away from home for the second time and took him to the place she and a few other sex demons lived in the city. He was too young to start feeding himself, even if he'd wanted to try, his body wouldn't be able to absorb it. But they were able to feed him by harvesting some of the energy from their partners, bottling the crackling lightning in whatever they had around, and bringing that to him to eat. And that really helped. He has a sneaking suspicion the reason it had taken him years to wake up from the coma was because he was healing and starving at the same time. Once he starts getting regular food, he heals up a lot faster, hits his next growth spurt, and starts to feel stronger. His quirk still hurts if he uses it for too long, but he can heal up a little more from it than he used to be able to, so he's happy enough with that. 

He sticks around quietly, taking arson jobs to pay for his room and board, even if the other demons hadn't asked for it, until he reaches maturity. Then they start teaching him how to attract his own meals, how to make sure he rides the fine line between taking too much and killing his partner, or taking too little and needing to find food again in only a day or two. A good session, he learns, will fill his stomach for a week. He can probably survive two on nothing, but it won't be pleasant, and anything after that risks him going completely feral and could have him indulging in the flesh in a far more literal manner than is common for sex demons. 

He also learns, after another two months as his wings pull in tight to his back and get covered in some strange fleshy sacks that he thinks are gross as fuck, that he is a succubus apparently. And succubi get a second growth and shedding as their bat-like wings turn into feathered ones that help to make them seem softer and more alluring to their prey than the bat-wings make incubi to theirs. He has to wait a week and a half for the gross water balloons to deflate and turn itchy and brittle, and then he spends a whole night scratching away the sink with his talons until his new wings are exposed. They're big and black, his feathers softer than anything else he's ever touched, and shimmering the same blue as his flames when the light catches them just right. They're beautiful, and after he takes his first meal once they're free, he's... beautiful too. 

He hadn't given much thought to his appearance before he burned. He knew that he had his mother's soft face and features and his father's bright eyes, but that wasn't really important to him. When he'd woken up he'd been disturbed by how much he changed in his sleep, but he moved on. Once he finishes his transition to maturity, it's different. His eyes nearly glow, his lashes are full and thick, even though they're still pale, and his skin is luminous. He'd always heard that sex demons had skin like gemstones, but he gets it now. The unblemished portions of his flesh seem to have an internal glow that reminds him of moonstone, and the darker sections of his scars are the color of pale amethyst. They don't look piecemealed together even with the staples separating the sections. They look like they belong like that. And with his shiny dark wings, long thin black tail with a heart-shaped spade at the tip, and the more traditional smooth medium-sized devil horns curving up from the top of his head that flash like onyx, he looks like a proper born demon. He doubts that anyone will be able to recognize him like this, but he still dyes his hair black, just in case, before he thanks the demons who'd taken care of him for the past few years, and heads out to make his own way. 

It's not as easy as he thought it would be. Feathered wings means that people, villains, other demons, don't take him as seriously as they would an incubus because they're certain that if they find the right combination of words, he'll roll over for them and beg. He goes eight times past two weeks without food to make sure that whatever crew he was running with at the time, wouldn't get the wrong idea about why he was rolling with them. It's miserable each time, but if it's what he has to do to make sure that no one thinks he's just a pet looking to be leashed, then that's what he has to do. And he manages it for a long time before the Hero Killer goes viral. 

///

The League of Villains is a mess of... 'personality'. There's the Stain cosplayer lizard who has startlingly worse socialization skills that even himself, a psycho schoolgirl with a vampire quirk and enough demon blood in her to make her more vampire-like than he thinks a normal person would be, a fucking magician, a man whose sanity is literally held together by a paper bag, a guy who wears human hands on his body as an accessory, and Magne. She's got a hell of a temper when someone misgenders her, understandably, but she's definitely the most normal and well-adjusted of the bunch, and honestly a breath of fresh air compared to the rest of their antics. 

And they have definitely not been around demons aside from in vague passing because none of them know how to act around him. There is a constant air of discomfort for the first few days and Dabi steadfastly ignores it. Magne makes a pass at him, but she definitely doesn't know enough about sex demons because she seems to think that because he's a guy he must be an incubus and he has to tell her, 

"No, it's not based on gender, it's based on preference. I'm a succubus." And that seems to surprise all of them. No one else asks any uncomfortable questions about it for three days, not until Shigaraki corners him with Kurogiri, who is definitely not a demon no matter what the others seem to think. Dabi doesn't know what the fuck he is, but he's not a demon. 

"Dabi," 

"What, handjob?" He's a little snappier than he probably should be given their already rocky start, but he's hungry god dammit. He wants to find something to eat and he hasn't tasted the interest that he's looking for in any of the others yet.

He doesn't get dusted for his tone though, and Shigaraki goes on. "If you need to go elsewhere and find food, Kurogiri will teleport you. When you're finished, you can text him and he'll bring you back, just make sure that no one catches you using his portals." 

Dabi blinks. "Wait, really?" He was pretty sure that he was gonna have to beg one of the others to fuck him if this kept going on. 

Shigaraki isn't wearing the hand over his face for once and frowns slightly, his nails biting into his neck. "Unless you have a way to make sure that no one spots you as you come and go? You didn't expect us to just let you starve, did you?" 

Kinda, yeah. Never had a crew before that was willing to make accommodations for his demonic heritage that weren't just interested in having a toy they could pass around like he couldn't say 'no'. But he doesn't need to tell Shigaraki that. "...Thanks, boss." 

Duster shrugs and turns to head back upstairs. "Just don't get caught." 

///

For a while after that, Dabi doesn't have any issues taking his meals regularly again. Lots of people are excited by the prospect of sleeping with a sex demon now that so few of them end up dead afterwards. There was a big shift in how sex work was handled and legalized in the wake of the Great Ascension world-wide, so having sex clubs where mortals and demons can negotiate pay and find safe spaces to indulge are relatively common. With the money that he's getting from the League, Dabi manages to actually book a room at La Vénus, one of the nicest of these types of establishments outside of Tokyo, for three days. The League is going to have to be very on their game starting next week, with the last of their preparations being made to go hit the UA summer camp, but in preparation for that, Dabi wants to be well-fed, and Duster and AFO want them all to be well-rested. So he plans on gorging himself and getting a solid chunk of cash for his time. 

The first night he spends pinned between a couple who were eager to try a third, and who the husband didn't think he had to be worried about showing him up. Dabi is still certain that he did from his piercings to how many times he got his wife off with his mouth alone, but Dabi didn't really care much. They were a good meal and they paid well for his time. The second night he ends up with three different people, one girl, two guys, and he ends up feeling buzzed from how much he's had to eat and from the pleasure that's still sitting beneath his skin. He's flush with so much cash that the next day he orders room service to indulge in human food for the first time in... fuck, it's gotta be years now. Not only that, but this is enough cash that if this job falls through for some reason, he'll be able to get the fuck out of Kamino and set up halfway across the country.

He also goes out to one of the boutiques that is nearby and clearly used to catering to his kind and picks up an obnoxious set of deep red pleather lingerie. The club has a no full nudity rule in the open areas, but he's seen people and demons in pasties and thongs, and he wants to really grab attention tonight, maybe find himself a high roller who wants something exotic. The tiny thong, strappy bra that's almost more of a chest harness, and high stockings pair perfectly with a set of black heels that are as glossy as his wings after he finishes preening them for the night. Dabi is well aware of how edible he looks by the time he's ready to go into the main area. 

It's even nicer, then, when he is barely in the room for five minutes before he's starting to get people approaching him. He hears a few offers, but he wants something that is going to make the night memorable, and sends them on their way. For once in his life, he is spoiled for choice, he can choose to be a little picky tonight. 

When he smells someone's arousal crackling through the air like a summer storm his mouth starts to water, so distracted by the smell he fully turns away from the woman who was talking to him. He wants that on his tongue tonight. His nose is sharp, especially when it comes to locating someone who's arousal is calling to him, and he's turned for about two seconds before he finds the source and his face goes hot, his feathers fluffing with his embarrassment. 

He really, really didn't expect to find Shigaraki, dress shirt, blazer, dark dress pants, and no gross dead hands in sight, blinking at him from across the club. Shit. He turns back to the woman and apologizes, saying that he needs to go check in on a friend, and excuses himself. It's humiliating to have Shigaraki see him dressed like this, but he knew from the start what kind of demon he was. This doesn't make him any less effective at his job. He moves across the room to Duster, moving in close and hooking his arm through his, pressing into his side at the bar. Makes sure that it looks like he's schmoozing a potential meal, but whispers, only just loud enough to be heard over the thrum of the music, 

"What are you doing here? Did something happen?" And as if this night couldn't get any fucking weirder, color just barely starts to rise to Duster's cheeks before he quickly turns his attention back to the bar and the drink that's been set down in front of him. 

"No, everything's fine. Everyone is still set to go back to base next week." 

Dabi blinks. "So why are you here then?" A flicker of something bitter pulses through him and he quickly drops the other man's arm. He's wearing his gloves for once, which at least means that there's no risk of him getting hurt when he does it. "Did you follow me?" Wouldn't be the first time someone did, hoping he would be desperate enough to take them into his bed. And Duster still smells really good, definitely interested in him in a way that he's never smelled like before. 

Shigaraki flinches, "No, I had no idea that you would be here-- you never have been before--" Which has Dabi blinking. "I wouldn't have come if I knew you were hunting here."  

"This is my first time here, but it sounds like you're a... regular?" He doesn't necessarily have room to judge. He would have a much harder time finding willing meals if it weren't for places like these, but he would have put a lot of money on Shigaraki being a bumbling virgin. 

Duster looks as uncomfortable with this conversation as he is, not letting his eyes stray from his face. "I like to blow off steam on the rare occasion that I can get away." 

Which, okay, yeah, if he had the self-proclaimed Demon King breathing down his neck constantly, Dabi would be looking for somewhere else to go on his nights off too. "Right." 

"I can leave if it makes you uncomfortable, Dabi. You need this. I don't." 

He is really starting to get annoyed about how quickly Shigaraki can put him on his back foot when it comes to shit like this. He isn't supposed to be nice, or god forbid, understanding. None of his other bosses ever have been before. He opens his mouth without really knowing what he's even planning on saying. 

"Tomura," the voice is falsely high and sugar-sweet, a succubus with skin the glimmering luster of labradorite with a shock of long lavender hair, the bright soft wings of a violet-backed starling, and in a nearly see-through slip of a nightie flouncing over to the bar. He's not sure of the speaker's gender from a glance, and barely manages not to hiss when they step right into Shigaraki's space and press their front against his chest. "It's been ages, are you still looking for a partner?" 

"Reo, it's good to see you-- I'm in the middle--" 

The other succubus flares their feathers slightly, puffing up to try and be bigger when they're a good eight centimeters shorter than both he and Duster. A clear sign of marking their territory that should not make Dabi so ready to snarl back and stake his claim on Shigaraki's arousal. "Who's this?" 

"A work friend." He snaps instead. It wasn't like he was really going to proposition Duster anyway. "I'll see you on Monday?" 

"Of course. Dabi--" he doesn't give Shigaraki the chance to finish his sentence. He doesn't want to hear it. If Shig wants to have some fun with some other succubus, then that's his business. His wings shift with his annoyance, flapping slightly, and he nearly turns right back around when that sends a flash of his ass in the direction of the bar and another wave of that rolling thunderstorm smell pulses out of his boss. Fuck. That would have been such a good meal, too bad it's attached to Duster. Whatever. Plenty of other scents to follow tonight. 

///

He talks to no less than two dozen people. Two dozen people who are looking at him with their veins drenched in their arousal and not a single one of them makes him hungry. He's never been so apathetic to the option of so many different meals, and he can't even pretend it's because of how gluttonous he's been for the past two days. He knows that he could eat like this every night if he wanted and still never be full. He would just be stronger. But none of these meals are appetizing tonight. 

He's lounging on one of the alcoves pushed off to the side of the lounge, letting people seek him out if they want to try their luck, letting more people send drinks to his table, indulging again and again knowing that the alcohol won't affect him for ages longer than it would take a mortal, and twice as long as it would a demon as he burns it off in his stomach before it can hit his bloodstream. It's shaping up to be a night of nothing instead of one of debauchery, but whatever. He made a killing and is actually well-fed for the time being. He can spend his night alone in the lush bed with his wings spread wide instead of curled up on the tiny cot back at headquarters for one more night of luxury before heading back. 

Is thinking that he's going to head back to his room soon when he catches a whiff of that thunderstorm smell again that sends his stomach growling petulantly. He hasn't smelled Duster since shortly after leaving him at the bar, and it's embarrassing how fast his head snaps up to find him now. Dabi had assumed that he'd gone off with that other succubus earlier when his smell faded, but as he looks up he finds the mortal making his way over to his table, holding two glasses and looking as unrumpled as he had before Dabi departed. 

"You're still here?" Duster's question is tinged with enough genuine confusion that Dabi doesn't tell him to fuck off. 

"So are you," and he reaches for one of the glasses unceremoniously. Shigaraki hands it over, scotch on the rocks, the same thing he usually drinks at base and a far cry from the array of fruity drinks that have been sent to his table over and over throughout the night. "I don't get tired, you know that too much of a good thing can kill you, right?" 

Duster frowns at him slightly. "I'm well-aware, Dabi. I didn't stay before. I figured that you would probably have your evening booked soon and decided to go back home for a few hours so that you could find your meal in peace." 

"You cannot keep being so well-adjusted about this, or I'm going to set you on fire." The words leap out of his throat before he can do anything to stop them. 

Shig blinks at him. "You want me to be... more racist about your heritage?" 

His face burns and he takes a drink to stall as he tries to get a grip on himself. It's so hard to do when Shigaraki is sitting right there and he smells so good. Fuck it. He finishes the drink and then closes the space between them on the bench, checking to make sure he's still wearing his gloves, before climbing right into his lap. He flares and flutters his wings invitingly, wrapping his tail around Duster's ankle and sliding up a little, pushing the spade beneath the hem as he wraps one hand over his shoulder and runs the other up his chest slowly as he speaks. 

"I want you," he purrs, half distracted because there is definitely lean muscle under the shirt that he didn't really expect to feel there, "To stop being so professional and tell me why you bothered to come back over here." He leans in even closer, breathing in his scent as it pulses out from him even hotter and makes his mouth water. Fuck, if he stays like this for too long he's going to start to drip. He can't remember the last time that someone's scent alone could provoke that reaction from him. "Does the lingerie really do it for you that much? Never smelled you like this back at base." 

There's a pause, and for a second he's pretty sure that he's going to get pushed out of his lap or just straight up dusted, but instead, after a moment, Shigaraki's mostly covered hands wrap around his hips and pull him closer. "I'll have to tell the doctor that the scent blockers in my costume work perfectly if you don't already know how much I want you." He pulls him closer and Dabi sucks in a sharper breath as their pelvises go flush. Didn't realize that he was already starting to get hard, and feeling Duster's cock starting to harden against him as well has him trying to bite back a purr. "But you're my subordinate, Dabi. Where you eat, and who, isn't for me to know unless you want me to." 

He doesn't back down now that he can feel how much the other man wants him too. Starts to press kisses along his cheek, trailing down with each word until he's a hair's breadth away from his lips. "What if I want to eat you tonight?" 

The hands around his hips tighten, "What are your rates?" 

He couldn't care less about being paid for his time if it means that he has Shigaraki's cock in him and his thunderstorm arousal behind his teeth for the rest of the night. "Double whatever that other one asks for, and you have to tell Kurogiri to stop hiding the scotch from me." 

"More than worth triple, and if you manage to pull off the summer camp job I'll show you where he hides the stuff he saves for my teacher." Duster wraps a hand around the back of his neck and pulls him into a hard kiss that immediately has Dabi melting against him. Fuck, fuck. His skin may look like gemstones, but Shigaraki's feels like shattered marble against him, cooler than his body as his arousal creeps his temperature higher. It's broken and physically colder than anyone that he's had before, but he's never had a kiss make his venom glands pulse with the need to make sure that his partner will be able to satisfy him again and again. He has to pull away as soon as Duster's tongue flicks over his lips, doing his best to swallow away the bitter, citrusy venom. 

"Do you want--" 

"I want anything you'll give me, Dabi." His mouth moving to press kisses along the staples cutting over his cheek. "Tell me if there's anything you don't like?" 

He nods breathlessly, "C'mon, take me to bed." The words are hot, but the truth is he's scared if he tastes Shigaraki's arousal on his breath, if it gets any more overwhelming when he doses him, then his cock will get harder and the outfit barely covers him as it is. He really doesn't want to get kicked out if he can't fit in it anymore. 

Shigaraki gives him a chaste kiss against his lips before he lets him get out of his lap. Dabi wraps his tail around his wrist, pulling him along towards the exit, to the elevator. He doesn't care if he's being too needy, he feels like he's starving in a way he never has before, especially not since he's been gorging himself for the past few days. As soon as they are in the relative privacy of the elevator, Shigaraki has his hands back on his hips, pushing him up against the wall and capturing his mouth again. Dabi can't help the whiny moan that escapes him as his mouth immediately fills with venom, spilling bitter across both of their tongues. Duster doesn't care, licks inside anyway, swallows it away, and shivers as it starts to work its way into his system. Then his tongue is moving against his, along the sharp points of his fangs, along every place that he can like he's trying to find more of that taste or memorize every place that makes him squirm. 

They nearly miss their floor, but Shigaraki manages to extract himself for long enough to pull him out of the elevator. "Just have to get to your room, baby, and then I promise to give you your fill." 

He is very, very glad the room is spelled to open for him because if he'd had to fumble with a key car, let alone fit one somewhere into his outfit, he would have been screwed. Instead he drags Shigaraki along and all but yanks him inside. But as soon as they are, as soon as all the other sounds of the club are blocked out, he doesn't want to be in charge of anything else. He presses into Shig's chest, nearly whimpering, 

"Hungry-- Shig, please." Moans when that makes the human's scent go so, so much hotter. Dabi's cock is straining against his thong now, slick starting to drip down his thighs as his wings quiver. 

"You can use my first name, sweetheart." Tomura tells him, hands catching his hips, and directing him back towards the bed. "Fuck, you're so beautiful all flushed and needy in my color, Dabi." 

He's been called beautiful a million times before by people high on his venom. But he believes it a lot more when Duster says it as he scrambles to try and get the other man out of his clothes. The jacket is shed easily enough, but Dabi can't be bothered with the buttons, his talons tearing through the fabric instead and reaching for his belt immediately after. Tomura catches his wrist in a hard grip. 

"If you do that again you're going to have to be punished, baby boy. I'm going to make you wait." And even knowing that his venom is making Tomura want it as badly as he does, the tone, the hardness in his eyes, assures him that he really will make good on the threat. His whole body feels feverish with his need. It's been so long since his instincts have felt satisfied like this. Knowing it's Shigaraki, that he really does have power over him, it's making his hunger ravenous. 

"I'll be good--" he leaves his belt alone for the moment, chasing more of that dynamic, trying to find a heady helplessness that he's never been able to give himself over to because he's never... trusted anyone else he's ever made a meal out of like this. He hooks two fingers under the edge of Duster's glove. "Do you have to wear these?" It's been three months of being at base together. He's never seen him slip, but sex is different. He doesn't know if that control carries over here. 

The smell of his arousal nearly makes Dabi collapse. "You want them off, precious?" 

He's going to cum completely untouched at his rate, his body so desperate to give the other another, more potent, dose of venom through his seed if he doesn't actually start to feed him soon. "Tomura, please," he begs like he hasn't eaten in weeks.  

"Show me that you can be a good boy first. On your knees, baby." 

His wings automatically fluttering is the only reason he doesn't hit the ground hard enough to jar his knees, immediately nuzzling into the bulge his clothed cock is making against his pants. It's a big bulge, and his arousal smells so, so good that he can't help opening his mouth and licking at him hungrily through the fabric before his hands are even back to fumbling for his belt. He hears Duster breathe a curse before his hand is in his hair, stroking and toying with the locks between his horns. Normally people grab at those like handles to get him here or there, but Shigaraki ignores them as Dabi manages to get his pants open and finally, finally gets his fingers around his thick, heavy cock. 

He's nearly drooling, but forces his eyes back up to find Tomura's nearly black his pupils have blown so wide from his venom. "Please, sir?" Tries that, has a few that he filters through to see what makes his partners hottest. This one definitely works for Shigaraki if the smell of his arousal is anything to go by. 

"That's it, sweetheart. Come on, I know you're hungry." 

Starving. Is moaning as soon as his tongue flicks over his flushed skin, still cool compared to his overwhelming heat. Ravenous as his venom floods his mouth again and he smears it all along his length, a little thicker and more slick than his saliva, coating his skin and making it so much easier for him to wrap his lips around the thick head of him. He'll need whatever help he can get trying to get him into his mouth. And he wants him all the way inside, into his throat if he can, bound and determined to show the other man why succubi are credited with the origin of the phrase 'sucking the soul' out of their victims. 

The hand in his hair never goes sharper, never grabs onto his horns and forces him to take him faster, it just keeps stroking, letting him go at his own pace so long as he stays right where he is. Dabi can't even taste his skin, too much venom on his tongue and the crackle of his arousal sitting just beneath assaulting his senses, all he can do is go hazy with how good it feels to have someone so big on his tongue. Stretching his mouth so wide that he's tempted to pop out a few staples so that they don't tear, but he can't force himself to pull off for long enough to do that. Instead, he just goes as slowly as he can force himself to, taking him in inch by inch until he's finally, finally feeding him into his throat. Takes him in and swallows him until his nose is brushing his pelvis and only stops then, just keeping the heady weight of him there, choking away his breath deliciously, until Tomura does finally knot his hand into his hair and give it a light tug. Just enough that he’s blinking hazily up at the mortal. 

He's never seen anyone's face be that soft with affection when they're dosed with his venom, when he has their cock buried in his throat, but Shigaraki is looking at him like he's the most amazing thing in the world. "You feel so good, baby boy. But I need to know if you want to take it slow or if you want me to be rough with you." 

He couldn't do slow right now even if he wanted to, and his tail wraps around Tomura's thigh to try and pull him even closer as if he can even get his cock any deeper in his throat. 

"Tap my thigh if you need me to stop, precious." Never heard his voice like that before, but Dabi can barely pay attention, because the next second his hips are moving. One hand keeps him in place, but the other moves to one of his fluttering wings and then he starts to fuck his throat properly and Dabi is gone. 

He's never been able to give himself over to his instincts entirely. Never had someone who he recognized in that primal part of him that made him a succubus instead of an incubus, as being someone worthy of giving over his pleasure, his hunger, his sanity to while he was taking his meals. But Dabi is floating beyond words when he lets Tomura take control. By the time his cum is spilling down his throat, Dabi has never felt like he was both further and more deeply rooted in his skin than he does right now. As soon as Dabi has swallowed up all of his cum, Tomura is pulling him off of the floor, getting one bare hand in the front of his chest piece and turning it to dust even as he pulls him closer so that he can kiss him, breathing the crackling lightning that his orgasm tore out of his life force directly into Dabi's mouth and that has him squirming as he aches with how empty he is.

"You taste so good," he whimpers, needing more, desperate for it. He's never had someone who he's ever wanted seconds of, but he thinks that he could indulge in Tomura every day for the rest of his life and never tire of him. It earns him another hot kiss as he's pushed down onto the bed, his panties going the same way as his shirt before Tomura's deadly hands are wrapping around his thighs to spread them even wider. He holds onto him as his eyes drag over every exposed line of him, the smell of his arousal going even thicker as he sees his hole flushed and dripping his need all down his thighs, his cock achingly hard and drooling against his stomach now that it isn't being restrained in the confines of his thong. "More, Tomura, more, please," he begs, his wings spread, opening as invitingly as they can in this position against the mattress, his tail pressing up along his back to make sure it's out of the way, his head tilting back against the bed to expose his throat. He needs it. Needs him. Needs to be nothing but a receptacle for his mate's pleasure. 

Tomura gives him every inch of it so many times that Dabi passes out right alongside him when neither of their bodies have anything left to give.

///

It's not often that he wakes up with his meal still in his bed, but in the morning he's curled up against something nice and cool, his wings splayed out loosely across both of their bodies, relaxed and open in a way he's never let himself do before. He shifts slightly and feels Shigaraki's hand along his spine. His whole hand, but clearly he'd put his gloves back on at some point before they'd passed out. He's careful to not gore the other man on his horns as he looks up and finds the mortal already awake and there is an ocean of words building in the few inches between them that he doesn't want to acknowledge. 

"That was a brand new set." Is what falls clumsily off of his tongue. 

"You can add it to my tab." Not expecting his hand to cup the back of his neck and draw him in, a lazy, subtle curl of arousal in the air before he kisses him languidly. Takes his breath away again. "What now, Dabi?" 

"Wave last night's fee if you extend the room and order enough to eat so that I can have seconds today." 

It makes the scent of his arousal a little more intense and Duster wraps an arm around his waist so that he can roll Dabi onto his back and settle between his legs again. He leans in to capture his lips again but Dabi twists his mouth away. Doesn't stop Tomura, kissing along his jaw instead, down his neck, teeth skimming over his pulse point tantalizingly. He wants nothing more than to let Shigaraki make him fall apart like he did last night, but-- 

"Stop it, if I accidentally kill you with sex, AFO will have me hunted down and castrated." 

Duster hums in the back of his throat. "He would probably take your wings too." The confirmation of that is horrifying, but he does just give him one more kiss before getting off of him and reaching for the menu that's on the nightstand. "Anything in particular I should eat to make sure that doesn't happen?" 

He presses along his back to look at the menu over his shoulder and doesn't let his thoughts linger on that. He has more important things to focus on. 

///

They go back to work on Monday and everything is the same as it was before. Except that when Dabi gets peckish he goes and slips into Duster's room, and every time, as soon as those gross hands and his uniform come off, he envelops him in the thunderstorm of his arousal. He never treats him any differently afterwards during their meetings, but it's very, very nice to have someone ready to feed him. He is feeling stronger than he ever has before the Summer Camp job. He is stronger than before. He sets the entire forest ablaze and has complete control over it as it happens. He doesn't even make his seams ache over it. He doesn't see even the barest flicker of recognition in Shoto's eyes when they see each other, and they get the kid. Dabi is planning on seeing if he can steal Shig away for a celebratory meal after they finish making their offer, because they won whether the kid accepts the offer or not, but they don't get that far. He should have known they wouldn't, nothing ever goes well for him for this long. 

///

Two months. He thinks it's been two months since he ate. After Kamino and the clusterfuck of the fallout with that, and the Overhaul job, and then Duster going off to train against the baby, too much time has passed. He didn't even notice it at first. He had been so well-fed leading up to the disaster that he wasn't even starting to feel hungry until about three weeks in. Shigaraki and he aren't exclusive, he doesn't think. They haven't really talked about it. It's just been three months since he's had anyone else. Whatever, not important. 

Not until he tries to find someone else to eat and he's struggling. Too many of the potential meals have a tang to their arousal that speaks of worse intentions. He can't trust them now that he's one of Japan's most wanted. He can't go to any reputable, or even any skeevy establishments for demons like him because everyone in the country knows he's a succubus. There will be heroes or cops waiting around looking for him. He manages a back alley blowjob like a hooker from half a century ago, but even then the guy tries to pin him down for the reward money while he's off-balance. He burns him to cinders and manages to get out, but it was barely anything. Not nearly enough. It just makes him hungrier. 

When he gets the call to make his way to Deika he's nearly out of his mind. He barely notices the others, doesn't hear anything even as there are frantic words spoken around him, as he goes straight over to Shigaraki who looks practically dead on his feet and kisses him. He presses the whole length of his body against Tomura's with a needy moan, his hands immediately pushing under his coat to try and get to his waistband to drag their hips in even closer. His mouth is full of his venom and he tries to lick into Tomura's mouth, needing it so badly--

Duster catches him firmly by the chin and keeps the kiss chaste before he pulls away and Dabi nearly whines. "Not yet, firefly. You just have to wait a little longer, can you do that for me, sweetheart?" 

He's so hungry, but the command rolls through him and makes his wings quiver. "...yes, sir." 

He wipes away the venom from his lips, and goes right back to addressing the others, "We'll need to make our way through the city to the tower at the center. That's where they're holding Giran." 

"Oh, so we're just gonna pretend that didn't happen? Cool, cool," Spinner mumbles, blushing right through his scales. 

"You didn't know?" Toga sounds genuinely flabbergasted. "They've been in love for months!" He can't even take umbrage with that when he's so deliriously hungry. When her words help him come to the distant conclusion that the reason no one tasted good was definitely in part because he didn't want any of those people to be his mate the way he wants Tomura to be.

///

Maybe that realization is what has him fighting so hard in Deika. There are so many of the MLA trying to get to them and he wants to make sure that his potential mate is safe and this stupid fucking ice user is getting in his way. 

"Mister? Are you still being useless?"

"I am only half-armed!" 

"Fucking whatever, your mask doesn't have a respirator does it?" 

"No--"

"Scram then." and he sends up another wall of flame against the ice freak and then cups his hands beneath his mouth. This is not a particularly well-practiced move of his, but it's worked on a smaller scale before, and he's never been this starved before. Hopefully it will be more potent like this. He bites at the inside of his cheeks until his venom glands are pouring their contents into his mouth, into his open palms. It takes an embarrassingly short time before he has a large pool of the slightly purplish-tinted liquid in his hands. He throws it out into the air in the direction of the popsicle and as many of the MLA as he can and then lights up his hands, vaporizing it mid air and blasting it towards them. 

In the past it wasn't incredibly effective. It made people a little feverish and more inclined towards sex, but his venom this time is so potent from his need that it's like a fountain has been opened. The tantalizing scent of arousal starts to pulse around the city street. People try to stay focused on the fight, but women are starting to squeeze their thighs tight around their dripping arousal, men pulling at their rapidly tenting pants, and even the ice user is on his knees on top of his mount. It's only one street worth of goons, but it's enough of a distraction that Dabi is able to turn and start to move towards the tower again, towards his mate. 

Compress moves up alongside him. "That was disgusting, but effective. Have you always been able to do that?" 

"Mostly." 

"I wish you had told me, we could have made a few marbles with that." 

"Later." 

He doesn't normally use his wings to actually fly, it's definitely more of a noticeable mode of transportation, but he does not want any more grunts trying to get at him. Dabi takes to the sky and watches as Twices start to spill out across the streets as he tries to track down Tomura. 

He manages to catch him and stop him from breaking a leg or neck in the altercation between he and Re-Destro, but it doesn't do much to keep him from being battered to hell and back when Tomura is nearly crazed, lost in some haze of memories, exhaustion, and adrenaline. And by the time he's standing, bloody and victorious, his quirk awakened, and his new empire of resources started, he, Toga, and Twice are in dire need of medical attention. 

They rush him to the doctor, and Dabi stays hungry. 

///

Another week and a half passes and Dabi manages to do everything he needs to help ensure that the PLF rebranding will go over as smoothly as possible with as little input from Duster as possible. He wants him rested and healed as much as he can with the doctor's freaky procedures, because he needs Tomura healed enough to be able to sate his appetite. 

They do the fucking announcement and he hears Ujiko trying to goad him into going back for a fresh round of experiments instead of treatments and Dabi pulls the comm from his ear and crushes it into little plastic bits with a growl. 

"Alright, firefly, you've been so patient, come on, let's take care of you." 

He all but latches onto his arm, his tail even coiling tightly around his wrist as he pulls him along towards his room, ignoring everyone else who wants to talk to either of them. He might actually snarl and flare his wings and quirk along his horns and feathers to make people scatter.  As soon as they're behind a closed door he's in Duster's face, barely able to stop himself from wrenching his mouth open to get his venom down his throat, but thankfully, Tomura doesn't make him wait any longer. His hands are around his hips, even with the bandages, and he pulls him in, swallows away the bitterness all over Dabi's tongue without a complaint. 

His arousal spikes sharply and Duster gasps against his mouth. Dabi doesn't know if his venom has ever been this potent in his life and he doesn't bother to worry about any of their new clothes, shredding through Shigaraki's belt and his one in a rush to get his cock inside of him as quickly as possible. The venom is doing a lot of the heavy lifting getting Shigaraki as needy as he is, because he helps with the rest of their clothes, both of them kicking out of their shoes, their coats, and Dabi's claws catching on the bandages corded around his chest as they go. He manages to climb onto the bed, laying back and spreading his legs as slick immediately starts to make a puddle on the blankets, as he begs with short chirpy purrs and guttural sounds that are in a language so old that mortal scholars can't makes sense of it and demon ones can't even translate it properly anymore. 

Tomura moves between his legs and doesn't make him wait. He presses inside his body and Dabi's tail coils tight around his thigh to pull him in faster as he arches and moans, his whole body trembling with his need, his hunger so aching and high that he can't even feel the pleasure of being filled because he's not full. He is empty. His stomach is completely hollow with it and he needs food, energy, life. He wraps one hand tight around the back of Tomura's neck, his other clawing bloody lines over his shoulder. He needs more, he needs to eat--

His teeth sink into the junction between Tomura's neck and shoulder, breaking through fragile human skin easily and filling his mouth with life. The blood gushes over his teeth and tongue as he sinks them in deep, cutting through muscle and sinew and taking away a chunk of his flesh, swallowing it away and then opening his mouth to lean in and get more because that is finally, finally something in his stomach--

Tomura shoves two of his metal fingers between his teeth and Dabi can't help it, he gives a weak sob, blood bubbling up from his ruined tear ducts and the seams beneath his eyes. He's so hungry, and he feels helpless to it, to being beneath the mortal in a way he never has before, even as his blood spills across his skin and drips onto Dabi's, he isn't getting what he needs and he's going to die without more of the human. But he keeps his fingers shoved between his teeth, one deadly hand curled around his throat, one finger just barely raised from his skin, and keeps fucking his cock deep into his desperate, hungry body. Even with his venom, it takes longer than he wants it to before he feels Tomura's cock twitch and spill inside of him with a gasp. The ball of lightning that crackles up out of his throat is bigger than any he's gotten out of the other before, and Tomura finally takes his fingers from his lips so that Dabi can devour it with another broken sob. 

Tomura has always been the best tasting meal he's ever had, but the way his thunderstorm arousal spills across his tongue now is intoxicating, and he is leaning forward again to try and get more of his blood between his teeth too as he swallows it up. 

"No, baby boy, no more biting," He's not expecting the other to sound so soft and sweet as he restrains him with four fingers around his chin. Dabi whimpers. 

"Hungry, Tomu, please," out of his mind with it. He just needs him. Just wants this. 

"I'm going to give you your fill baby, but I can't do that if I'm dead," He murmurs, holding him still so that he can press kisses to the tracks of blood streaming across his temples as he cries. His hips roll into Dabi's deliberately, letting him feel every inch of his still-hard cock deep inside of him, how drenched Dabi is with his slick and his mate's cum already, and lighting up those nerves again. A little spark of pleasure that is fighting through the gnawing ache in his stomach. "Just keep holding on for me, firefly." 

And he goes right back to fucking him. He keeps Dabi restrained for the next two orgasms, until Dabi stops licking at the blood over his mouth and trying to arch up to get more between the spill of lightning from the mortal's lips, and is instead a writhing, moaning mess on the bed as his hole is fucked so roughly, filled so deeply that he can't keep his cum inside, more and more of it leaking out of him with each thrust. It takes until the fifth or sixth of Tomura's orgasms for him to manage even one of his own with his cock, and what spills across their stomachs is more venom than cum, gone lavender from how much comes out at once. The splash of that against their skin has them both moving harder, faster, shifting their position to make sure that Tomura's cock is going deeper, so that he can wrap his hands around Dabi's tail and wings, and bring his pleasure higher and higher, until there's no room for the hunger in him anymore and his brain feels like it's floated away. 

///

He has no idea what time it is when he feels Tomura trying to shift out from the circle of his arms and wings, his tail tangled tightly around his leg. Dabi does immediately start to growl though, his claws pricking at Tomura's skin to try and keep him right there. Not going away again. Not abandoning him to starve again. 

"Firefly," his voice is gentle, and he presses a kiss carefully between his horns. "I need to check on how deep the bite went and bandage it." 

Only then manages to activate the intelligent part of his brain that isn't just a tangle of his instincts and he shoots upright, nearly taking out Shigaraki's eye and reaching for his shoulder with a distressed cry, "Fuck, god, I'm sorry--" Can't believe he got so hungry he ate Tomura's flesh alongside his lifeforce. Would have kept doing it if he hadn't stopped him. 

Really not expecting the human to cup his cheek in his hand and pull him in for a kiss to silence his panic. "Shh, firefly, you don't have anything to apologize for. I made you wait so long, I'm sorry. I didn't think," he hesitates, thumb stroking over his cheek, eyes searching his questioningly. "I didn't think that you were only relying on me for your meals." 

And maybe if he hadn't taken a literal bite out of him last night, Dabi would have tried to play that off, but now his wings tighten nervously to his back and he forces himself to answer the question the other didn't quite ask. "I tried, but... none of them were as good as you. I thought I could just wait. I didn't realize how out of hand it got." 

"Dabi, this can't happen again." His heart turns to dust as surely as it would have if Shigaraki had put his whole hand against his chest. Of course it can't. Of course he wouldn't want to ever be in bed with him again after he ate his skin. The bite is a jagged, deep, awful thing crusted over so thickly with blood that it looks black. It must hurt. He must have bled even more than that. It was lucky he hadn't bitten any higher or he might have killed him. He could have killed him-- "I need to know how often you should be eating, so I can be sure that I'm around to take care of you." 

"What?" He doesn't know if his voice has ever been so soft, so scared, so confused. 

Tomura strokes his thumb over his cheek again. "I'll have to talk to the doctor-- if he can't get the treatments done without needing me to be away for weeks at a time, then I'll tell him that I don't want them." 

"But you do." 

Duster frowns at him a bit. "I want you more, firefly. I want you to be strong and healthy. I don't want you to be hurting like you were last night." The arm around him goes a little tighter and he pulls him in close enough he can rest his forehead on Dabi's shoulder, other hand shifting to the back of his neck to hug him close. "I'm so sorry that I put you through that, Dabi." 

He tangles his hands in Tomura's hair and tugs, forcing his head back up and kissing him. No venom this time, he doesn't want this muddied, wants to know that the other man fully understands him when he gasps into the space between breaths, "Mate me. Be mine. Own me, please, Tomura." 

Duster kisses him back but catches his chin to hold him in place long enough for him to look at him, brow furrowed, "...I didn't think that was something succubi still did." 

Of course he knows. His father was the 'Demon King'. Of course he knows that succubi used to be summoned and forced into contracts, owned by a mortal so that they couldn't feed any other way, so that the human could harvest functional immortality and youth, their body kept at its prime until the succubus escaped their chains or were killed. Of course he knows that after the ascension, bound succubi were tracked down and their keepers killed to try and bury that secret so that no one would be able to force them into servitude again. They worked so hard to have the ability to choose the way they do now. He would give it all up if it means that Tomura won't die unless he does once he's extended his life past a human lifespan. He would stay alive for eternity if it meant he got to stay at his side. 

"I love you." He didn't even know he was capable of that, but he doesn't know if any words he's ever said felt so true. He didn't even realize that was what this is, but he's certain of it. Somewhere between trying to kill each other to being one of the only people in the world he trusts with his life, he fell in love. 

Tomura pulls him into another kiss, this one hot with his emotions, with the starting threads of arousal and there is nothing sour or bitter in it to speak of manipulation. He knew that Dabi could give him immortality and he never cared. Would give up being a nomu, getting access to all of All For One, to make sure he stays fed. He kisses him and there's an aching complex sweetness layered in the taste of his storm. 

"I love you too, firefly." And he means it. "But are you sure you want that? It's dangerous--" 

"Only if... the human uses me. You won't. You would let me leave if I wanted, wouldn't you?" Even if that's not for another century, even if it would kill him. 

"Dabi, I will never make you do anything that you don't want to." He kisses him again, holding on tight, both of their arousal surging through their veins, seems very invested in having his mouth against his skin, breathing the words against his lips and nearly smothering away his answer as he starts to move his hands along Dabi's back. "How does this work?" 

"I," he whines as a hand goes to the base of his tail and curls around it, stroking deliberately and making his whole body tremble with pleasure. "I have to invite you-- Fuck, Tomura, wait. Your shoulder--" 

"It's fine," definitely not what he said earlier. "I'd let you eat me whole if I knew that it made you happy, firefly." 

He is going to turn into a puddle, he is dangerously close to starting to make one as his arousal grows and his body starts to produce his venom-ladened slick. "Tomura, you have to eat. Can't until you do, not going to kill you by accident." 

"Only on purpose then?" 

"Tomura," 

"Alright, come on, baby boy. We'll go clean up and then I'll eat whatever you want me to. And when I'm finished, I'll do whatever you need me to to make sure you know that I'm going to take care of you for the rest of my life." 

It's very, very hard for him to get out of bed after that, but it ends up being more than worth the wait. 

Thanks for reading!

[lipglossanon]

ooooh you said succubus reader and i was wondering if you have a type in mind like a vanilla type of succubus, a femdom succubus or like a submissive “i want nothing beside making you feel the best you ever have” type of “we’ve gone eight rounds and you’re peeling her off of you because she’s never satiated” submissive???

- 💀

(idea,,,,, what if it’s vampire leon and a succubus reader??? like he turns her and she turns not into a vampire but a succubus?? and it’s a surprise?? also feel like it could be a good idea to get like different relationship dynamics like a master//slave like he essentially has a pet demon- okay too many ideas 😵‍💫 re4 remake leon and he’s infected and brings back not only PTSD but it’s bogo, life long trauma and bring back a sex demon 🤔)

Howdy 💀 anon!

And I was honestly split between 2 versions.

Version A: succubus reader is a femdom and uses Leon to get off how she likes and just likes how subby he is so keeps returning. Leon at first thinks she’s just some hallucination but he wakes up with marks all over his body that suggests otherwise. Then she shows up randomly during the day for a quickie at his work cause it would be fun to make him so fucked out before he has to go to some meeting 🤭 then it kind of just devolves into Leon being like the only guy who can honestly keep up with her teasing and plus he always cums so much that it’s almost too much 😉 and maybe even activates like her womb tattoo so she’s constantly jonesing for Leon to breed her pussy

Version B: succubus reader has been bored lately with her usual meals and think Leon’s an easy meal cause he’s always alone and like never has any women around him except for work related reasons. So she sneaks into his house and he wakes up with her sucking him off and he’s so tired that he tells her to go away. But she persists until he gets pissed off and rails her so hard that she’s cum harder than ever before in her entire life and it’s like heart eyes 😍 so now he has this succubus following him around trying to get him alone all the time which just makes for a lot of angry pent up sex (which he totally loves; and hemisses you when you have to leave for whatever reason 😆)

Sorry for the book length reply 😝

AHSJVL the note ideas!! 😵‍💫 I love them both!! Vampire Leon is all oh no I can’t believe the consequences to my own actions 🫣 and re4 Leon is like I have no idea what’s going on and at this point I’m too afraid to ask 😪

[kylekilljoy]

Y'know what would drive everything home?

If there was an episode where they return to the murder business plot point. Like the Whole shows premise was about. And from there did an episode where the IMPs get a job. But due to circumstances, Blitz no longer has the book. So they can't even do the job! Or have to hunt down a work around to do it. Maybe find (steal) their own Asmodeoius crystal.

The highlight aspects of the episode would be how much they can't do their job without the book, maybe Oozie Crystals don't always work, or need to be charged or something. Nerf them to make sense why some demons have them to do sin in the living world like their implied intended welders the incubus and succubus. Maybe they aren't as reliable to use when in the hands of anyone who isn't of lust.

The point is give the reason why the book is considered a better more reliable option in face of the oh yeah other demons actually go to the human world often too 'plot twist'. I say 'plot twist' because it's kinda been confirmed since season 1 that other demons can and do go the human world: cough cough spring broken Verosika and her crew. Though it's highly implied not only is not usual for this, but also not really allowed.

By making the book appear to be the better option and showing how not having it makes it harder for Blitz to run his business and do his job it also shows off why he even said yes to Stolas in the first place: not because he loved him back. But because he needed to run his business, and without it barely has a business to run at all. Maybe before he stole the book he was usaling the Oozie Crystals then realizing actually these things kinda suck sought out a better method. Aka the book.

Because at the end of the day without the book or his business Blitz is a low ranked demon of hell and while it's shown off lots of imps that managed to crawl themselves out of the imp slums into a life that high class imps actually sorta respect to point of working for them or hiring them for their specific specialty services (all shown to be jobs reality to murder and violence mind you) it's again not to be taken for the norm.

When we do see imp only towns and city's, they are have a more run down feeling to them compared to mixed race areas. Like Looloo land is mostly visited seemingly by imps, and the country side Millie is from is of similar nature. Imps generally do not seem to have it good compared to other hellborn races, and even Striker in his bravo is pretty alone surviving off seemingly a cave full of abandoned whatevers and a statue of himself I'm gonna guess he carved or casted himself. Like outside of his literal man cave does he even have a house? On top of that he's got seemingly mixed opinions on him from imps local to where the cave is located.

The only Imp we see that not only earned himself respect of higher hellborns, but also is making a fat wad would be Moxxie's dad. And he doesn't really work with other imps mostly. Mostly Shark and leviathan like demons from the greed ring.

By highlight these facts more, it will end up show casing that no- blitz didn't say yes because he liked Stolas. He said yes because his everything was on the line and he knew better than to say no.