#The demons........ 😈

[forwomenbiwomen]

please excuse me 😭🙏

[specshroom]

Aaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!

I want to be fucked by a demon and slowly turn into one myself.

I want to grow little horns while a demon folds me in half, holding my knees at my head.

I want to grow a tail while he pounds me from behind.

It feels so good I don't even notice until I wake up in the morning with him coiling a finger around my arrow tipped tail. Telling me how cute it is while soothing the sore skin around my horns.

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Tengen Uzui

— : [nsfw] slow and soft sex, a little fluff

— : kink :: overstimulation

“you can go again” he whispers, kissing your ear and then your jaw. you feel his teeth grazing your jaw down to your neck and then he’s biting down as he shoves his cock back into you.

despite you having cum a few times already, it still hurts and he loves it. loves how you’ll never really get used to his size and it only makes him want to fuck you that much more.

“it’s too much” you push against his chest but you don’t move you legs from around his waist and despite the slight pain and discomfort, you still moan for him when he thrusts slowly into you.

like this, it feels good because he likes going slowly, watching you fall apart all for him.

he grins when you try to glare at him. your eyes are shining and red rimmed and to him, you’ve never looked prettier than now.

“don’t be like that baby” he chuckles, “this is what you wanted”

he’s not wrong. since becoming his 4th wife, tengen has taken it upon himself to make sure you felt loved and cared for. he tried to give you the same amount of attention and it wasn’t like it was hard for him but you still felt left out.

you insisted you wanted your own room, not wanting to impose on them and it upset them all.

when you arrived home, they had prepared a bath for you and told you to wait for tengen in your room. they looked like they were up to something and looking back, you should’ve known better.

“where did you go to?” he asks, kissing your lips softly as he pulls out just enough to leave the tip inside you.

“i’m here” you gasp, gripping his bicep when he slowly thrusts back into you. it’s slower than usual and you know he’s doing it on purpose.

your legs almost feel numb but he could go on for hours if you’d let him and in truth, you’d never really deny him or your wives anything and they knew that.

“i just want to remind you that you’re mine now” he tells you, lifting your thigh so it’s close to your chest, “i want to show you that you’re just as loved and wanted as my other wives baby”

you nod, tears threatening to fall so you look to the side, biting you lip hard so you don’t make too much noise.

“eyes on me baby” he says firmly, “i want you to see just how good you make me feel”

you know he’s being polite by telling you instead of gripping your jaw like he usually does. you’ve never minded the roughness, it didn’t give you time to think like you often did when he was teasing you or taking things extra slow like tonight.

he presses his large hand on your stomach and thrusts up a little harder this time and your mind goes blank. you can do nothing else but moan and cry out for him, begging him to fuck you harder and faster.

and he’s always been a man that aimed to please.

[lee-minhoe]

hanjitonin for @strayklds 💖🎁

[pseudonymphomania]

“The first time I met you, you were simply so divine, so awe-inspiring that you took my breath away. I couldn’t believe such a beautiful, magnificent angel actually existed.” -Diavolo (OG 7-10)

[Base from emtfira on Twitter: Source]

[anonymouscheeses]

CHAGGIE AND RAGAPOM OUTFIT SWAP PLSSSSSSSS PLS PLS PLS PLS🙏😍

(-your old buddy old pal)

U asked this twice pookie 😒 /h

I did the swap based on the person they share the most personality with and not what they would actually wear. Charlie would definitely pick the jester outfit lmao

First meet under cut vvvvvvvv

It's the slutty goth-coded outfit that made Pomni guess that.

[rinpin]

✨LILITH✨ is getting her own book with Vault Comics!

My character LILITH will finally be getting a comic series with Vault Comics! And we have something a little special for you guys B)

If you sign up with our reader campaign (🔗 above 👆), you’ll get the first issue free when the campaign kicks off! No need to pay for anything! You’ll get updates on the project and even have a chance to get some exclusives that we have planned. :3

But, honestly, thank you guys! I hope you all enjoy my little goil and her demon cat! ❤️

[reine-uls]

What is this trope I created 🧍‍♀️

Both are even demon x human

[lotuslate]

“When a living person goes in here, both the body and the soul, they cannot return, unable to get out for all of eternity.”

[happypeachsludgeflower]

Okay… but.. but hear me out.

Heavenly calamities, sometimes known as tribulations, are encountered at key points in someone’s cultivation. If a person passes their calamity, they can ascend as a god.

Calamities usually (but not always) involve powerful storms, and from what we’ve seen do not actually have anything to with someone’s spiritual energy, as seen by Hua Cheng who was extremely weak and also dead when he faced his.

Wei Wuxian gave up his core for his brother, was captured and tortured by Wen Chao, and then pushed into the burial mounds surrounded by resentful energy where he fought for three months against zombies while dehydrated and starving.

I’m just saying, this could absolutely have been a heavenly calamity and since he survived, Wei Wuxian could have ascended.

Wouldn’t a god!Wei Wuxian au be so deliciously angst ridden?? Wouldn’t it be such sweetly bitter sorrow to watch as he has to watch from afar as his loved ones are subjugated and slain.

God’s aren’t allowed to interfere in mortal affairs. It’s just such a shame he’s never been one to break a single rule in his life, isn’t it??

[twistedappletree]

[demigoddessqueens]

Can i get dating Seraphim headcannons????

Sure!! 😊😁

I should’ve known my fascination with Miguel’s fangs would catch up with me in some shape or form

Dating Seraphim would include….

Most likely you’re either a fellow demon OR you’re a human he’s taken prisoner for use (information, combative, etc.)

Forming a romance, let alone any sort of ATTACHMENT is the epitome of slow burn because he does not know how to open up

Even if you try to talk to him, you’re met with

Still, Seraphim is a lonely individual and he takes what he can get if someone is willing to talk to him

You appreciate he’s actually talking aside from the few grunts he used to offer

Even the pet chimera warms up to you as well with a few purrs and scritches

When you actually get closer together, Seraphim very slowly opens up to you about himself. But be patient, he’s learning and getting used to it

You always feel he’s hiding something from you (well, actually he’s hiding you from Hera and others)

He’s always on guard with you around, especially with his demons, but you appreciate the protective nature of him

Softness does not come naturally to him but walls crumble piece by piece with your influence

Playing with his hair, threading through the braid, attempts at cuddling, etc.

oh and the kisses! They start off slow as he’s afraid of the teeth putting you off, but it becomes more heated

Low growls and purrs deep from his chest and throat coerce you

on the down low, his ears are sensitive 🫢

Once Hera is even the slightest aware of you, you feel a shift inside of him. More aggravated, possessive, gives you liberty but only to have you come back to him

[lazulite-beast]

Genya x Nezuko art for a cyberpunk au I can't stop thinking about. Genya is 22 and Nezuko is 20. Got the idea from some art made by nekokat42 on twitter (warning they do make nsfw)

Two buff bitches in tank tops because I'm not arsed to draw cyberpunk clothes🌝

Literally them:

[pocket-watcher]

Okay but what if someone made a deal with a hypnosis demon/entity/whatever to get better sleep, but he started invading her waking life too :)

OKAY but what if this was a great idea and I love your beautiful mind Anon. What if.

It had been a month since Ashley had started sleeping better.

It was bliss.

From 11pm to 7am she sank into the deepest sleep, awaking refreshed and energised always. She’d finally been able to catch up with her chores. She’d brought her coffee intake from 3 cups a day to 1. And she had enough energy to actually go for a run every morning.

And all she’d had to do was sell her soul.

Okay, that sounds bad. But it wasn’t as weird as it sounds!

After countless sleepless nights Ashley had found herself scrolling endlessly through forum after forum of Life Hacks to cure her insomnia.

Medication? Nope. Exercising until exhaustion? Nope. A nice warm glass of milk? Nada.

But then, she found a link.

This sketchy website full of summoning spells and incantations and potions.

But, honestly, she had almost fallen asleep at the wheel a couple hours ago so she literally had no choice.

Ashley gathered the candles, dimmed the lights, and began reciting the spell.

That’s when everything went black.

She woke up 7am the next day, and despite being hunched over on the floor surrounded by half-burnt candles she had never felt better!

And every night since she had done the same. 11pm rolls around and she simply drops into sleep.

The first few times had been a bit precarious, but once she’d realised the timing of it all she made sure she was safely in bed by 10:59.

It was weird though, she kept having the same dream about the same man.

But she thought nothing of it.

Until she bumped into him inside a coffee shop.

“Woah, sorry about that! Are you okay?” He said, a voice like heaven.

She stuttered and stumbled and nodded, scrambling for a seat. Face flushed.

It was him. She knew it was him. But she second guessed herself anyway.

“Is this seat taken?” He said, already setting his espresso down.

Blankly, she shook her head. What was she supposed to say? I’ve been dreaming about you for the last month, are you a sleep demon?

“Thanks. Are you okay? You look flushed.” He smiled.

Something about his smile just made her feel a lot more comfortable.

“Yeah, sorry, lost in thought.” She chuckled and sipped her coffee.

“Oh?” He mused.

She stifled a yawn, taking another sip of her coffee and willing for the caffeine to kick in.

“Yeah… You just look familiar.”

“Do I? I’m afraid you don’t. I’d remember a pretty face like that.”

She blushed.

It was so easy to talk to this guy. She lazily swished her remaining coffee around in her cup.

She yawned once more.

“Late night?”

Her eyes were heavy as she raised them towards him.

“No, actually… sorry. I don’t know why I’m -“

He placed his hand on hers.

“Maybe you just need to relax and take a nap, Hm?”

The warm tones of his voice and his gentle touch drew her in. So familiar.

It was like the comfort of staying under the covers on a winter morning.

She allowed herself to stand as he guided her upwards.

“Yeah… Maybe I need a nap.” She parroted back to him, voice hollow and her stare glassy.

The coffee had long gone cold now. Time had passed without her even realising as she allowed the stranger to lead her out of the coffee shop.

But she didn’t mind.

She had wanted sleep more than anything, after all.

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Hotaru Haganezuka

— : [nsfw] unprotected sex, pet names + mentions of blood

— : kink :: knife play

he’s good with swords. it’s always been his passion and he likes the way you sit and watch him, glancing at his hands shyly every time he gets to work.

he notices the way you squeeze your thighs together when he’s using smaller daggers and knives. it could be for work or when he’s simply making dinner, you’re not nearly as subtle as you think you are and he finds it adorable as much as he finds it sexy.

his sweet wife had a thing for sharp knives?

he’d laugh if he didn’t like it so much because if he was being honest, the idea of holding you up against the wall with a knife placed gently against your throat makes him hard.

“see something you like sweetheart?” he asks and he sees the moment your eyes glaze over before you scoff and look away from him.

“stop talking nonsense” you say dryly, “am i not allowed to watch my husband anymore?”

“oh baby” he laughs, “you can do more than just watch”

you roll your eyes but he sees the way you swallow and fix your skirt. it’s your tell and he’d never get tired of reading you.

“come here” he says and you do as you’re told even though you act like you don’t want to. you both know this silly game you like to play, letting him have his way every time.

“you’re so bossy” you sigh, wrapping your arms around his neck as he pushes you up against the wall behind you.

you gasp when he lifts your skirt up, using the knife in his free hand to cut your panties off you. he moves fast and you bite back a moan, refusing to let him know how good he makes you feel despite not doing anything.

“i liked those!” you frown, slapping his chest.

“too fucking bad” he chuckles, pressing the cold metal of the blade against your throat, “i’ll just buy you new ones”

“you’re so— fuck” you grip his arm as he slams into you without warning. it hurts but just the way you like it and it’s not like it’s been that long, your husband was insatiable and had fucked you gently this morning.

“there she is” he grins, licking his lips as he stares down at your lips and then the blade pressed closer than he had intended.

his eyes widen when he sees the thin cut and the tiny droplets of blood. he moves to pull away, apologising profusely but you grab him by the back of his head and kiss him hard.

he feels it then, the way you clench and unclench around him and how wet you are. his mind goes blank for a moment and all he can think about is being inside you and the knife still pressing into your skin.

it’s no longer pressed that hard against your throat but it sends a spark up your spine when you feel how cold it is and how warm he feels inside you.

your head lols to the side and he takes the opportunity to kiss and bite, licking the spot where the blade had accidentally cut you.

“feel good baby?” he whispers and you nod, moaning against his lips when he moves to kiss you again

“who knew you’d be such a perv” he scoffs, thrusting harder and pushing you further up the wall.

you can’t really argue with him, too busy moaning and chasing your high. he can’t take his eyes off you, from the way your eyes cross to the way your mouth hangs open. he’s always found you so beautiful but like this? you looked the best.

the knife pressed up against your neck looks good against your skin and he knows he won’t be able to get the image out his mind for weeks.

he wonders if you’d be interested in trying other things but the way you squeeze around him tells him everything he needs to know.

he smirks and leans in to kiss you.

[anonymouscheeses]

They are everything to me.