#also he bites into ice cream like a demon

[frm9pm]

My deranged HCs that Harry loves sweets and and eats them all the time since he was deprived for the first 11 years of his life. He constantly has something sweet in his pocket for himself and lost kids during work. He doesn’t get cavities thanks to magic.

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FICS ! ✧*

written by @cheolism :

In The Eye of The Beholder (smut but also fluffy and soft, boyfriend!cheol and he's such a simp) by

Couch Comfort (fluff)

The Great War (historical au, fluff, smut, enemies to lovers) by @amourcheol

written by @lovelyhan :

Down Bad (So So Bad) (friends to lovers, fluff, smut)

Thirst Trap (smut, fluff, established relationship)

Sonder (angst, smut, knight!cheol) by @jundundun

Gryffindor Captain (hogwarts au, angst, smut, one sided love) by @http-mianhae

written by @toruro :

Exes and Oh's (angst, smut, rebuilding relationship)

The Cake In The Back (smut, fluff, rich dilf!cheol)

All For You (smut, fluff, hurt/comfort) by @gfcheol

Push It Down (Sooner or Later It All Will Comes Out) Series by @dontflailmenow

Crossing Boundaries (smut, fluff, single dad au) by @wonusite

written by @duhnova :

A Witches Apothecary for All Your Desires and Needs (smut, angst, witch!au)

Who's in Control? (smut)

Setting The Mood (smut, fluff) by @playmetheclassics

Black Suit (smut, mafia boss!cheol) by @gyuranhae

Lover (smut, strangers to lovers, sugar daddy au) by @starlightxsvt

Terrifyingly Innocent The Series (smut) by @twogyuu

I Like You (smau with some written parts. fluff, angst, doctor!cheol x nurse!reader) by @taeyegu

Your Touch; My Lullaby (fluff, smut, angst) by @j6shua

After Class (smut, professor!cheol, with several continual parts) by @rubyreduji

Tomorrow Tonight (friends to lovers, angst, mutual pining) by @cheolbooluvr

Bite That Lip (smut, fluff, mild angst) by @beahae

Romance at Mistletoe Inn (smut, fluff) by @1-800-hwahui

written by @smileysuh :

Sapiosexual (smut, sugar daddy au)

Cherry Cheollie (smut)

written by @yoongiseesawmp3 :

Cupid (smut, brother's bestfriend!cheol)

Get You (fluff, neighbor!cheol)

Banana Pancakes (smut)

Reliable (smut, humor, bestfriends au) by @ncteez

Indulgence (smut, vampire!cheol) by @sluttywonwoo

Shiver Me Timbers! (smut, fantasy au, pirate captain!cheol x siren!reader) by @beefboyandbabygirl

Just Friends (smut, childhood friends to lovers, slowburn) by @lvscoups

Shiny Star (fluff, hurt comfort, university au) by @wonwoonlight

To Boil A Frog (fluffy, childhood acquaintances to lovers) by @seungkwansphd

When You Love Someone (angst, eventual fluff) by @shuahoonie

Exam Szn (smut, a bit fluff) by @azamf

11/10 (smut) by @bluejeanstrash

Track 1 ; Hotel (smut, heir!cheol, old money au) by @drunk-on-dk

Clouded (smut, slight fluff, established relationship, idol!au) by @hoshzone

It's Always Been You (smut, fluff) by @heartkyeom

Lusty Gallant (smut, roommates fwb au) by @onlyseokmins

The Devil Said... (angst, smut, half demon!cheol) by @multi-kpop-fanfics

DRABBLES / SCENARIOS ! ✧*

Wine & Dined (fluff, smut, established relationship) by @celestiababie

Silky (fluff, smut) by @playmetheclassics

Driving Me Crazy (smut, bandmate!cheol) by @1-800-hwahui

11.00 PM (smut) by @celestialpearls

dry humping (smut) @sluttyminghao

written by @idyllic-ghost :

birthday sex (smut)

written by @lovelyhan :

when you're having a bad day (soo fluffy)

forced orgasm (smut)

you sound pretty hot when you shut up (smut)

written by @toruro :

take care (smut)

escapades (smut)

written by @onlyhuis :

wedding night (smut, fluff)

more please (smut)

written by @yikesmary :

three : he falls first (fluff)

pregnancy cravings (fluff)

Insomnia (smut) by @jaestrz

written by @bluejeanstrash :

manspread (smut)

giving road head (smut)

unholy (smut) by @multi-kpop-fanfics

6.29 am (fluff, established relationship) by @ksywoo

ice cream (smut, fluff) by @/seonghwalogy

baguette (fluff) by @/bwinnies

possessive cheol (smut) by @/meltwonu

fwb with cheol (smut) @/wonwoonlight

written by @/fairyhaos :

what's good? (fluff) by

4.15 am (fluff)

5.02 am (fluff, dad!cheol) by @/slytherinshua

winter (smut, husband!cheol) by @/xmyunghoe

[rashomonss]

The brothers and the Human Realm

a/n: so ik ‘jealous much’ won the poll but it’s still not done yet so have this instead!

context: a part of me still finds lessons 40-43 funny because the brothers have never really been to the human world that much, and they don’t really know how certain things work. Take the slow cooker and ice cream truck for example. So these are little headcanons I have for when all of y’all are together in the beginning of their stay in the human realm.

enjoy <3 , also these are in no specific order

you all are hopeless…

Solomon and MC would so fuck with the brothers while being in the human realm.

For example they’d take Lucifer to the shadiest mexican restaurant possible then after they finished eating they would tell the waiters it was Lucifer’s birthday and watch the Avatar of Pride sit there with a big ass sombrero on his head as they sang happy birthday to him.

MC later took a picture and sent it to Diavolo who then made it his lock screen.

Satan and Belphie tried to electrocute Lucifer by throwing a toaster in the bathroom while he was in the middle of a shower. This happened after the fact you told them not to put water on the toaster because it could electrocute someone. 

Beel ate an entire bottle of ibuprofen liquid gels because he thought they were hard gummies.

Beel also ate the food and cake shaped wax candle melts you had bought for Asmo as a gift

Beel lastly ate your whole brand new container of melatonin and it knocked him out for 15 hours straight. Needless to say Lucifer was very concerned for his wellbeing, and Belphie soon questioned if you had anymore.

Belphie and his brothers were never taught stranger danger, because who in their right mind would be a danger to them in the Devildom?

So after you had explained to him what an ice cream truck was he vowed to go to one with you.

However when a creepy old man in a white van offers him candy he believes it to be the same as the ice cream truck so he gets in the van.

When the brothers relay this information to you, you begin to lose your shit explaining how that was not in fact an ice cream truck he got into but instead a kidnapper van.

The brothers don’t know how to eat certain human world foods.

Such as a banana, watermelon, mango, pineapple, kiwi, avocado, cherry, dragon fruit, papaya, onion, etc.

So when you first buy one from the grocery store and leave it out before cutting it they automatically think it’s some weird shaped human food and bite into it eating the skin or seeds and all.

After they tell you about the weird but delicious taste of it you ask if they cut it or spit out the seeds before eating it, and when they reply with a puzzled look and a no your heart drops.

Thank god they’re demons. You then proceed to buy the same thing again this time cutting it up in front of them so they know what parts to eat of certain things.

Expanding on the cherry part, did y’all’s parents ever tell you not to swallow watermelon or cherry seeds because if you did a cherry tree or whole watermelon would then grow in your stomach??

I know mine and some of my friends parents would tell us that when I was younger to make sure we didn’t swallow any seeds.

If they didn’t then oh well, anyway…

Continuing with Solomon being an ass, he would so tell something like that to the brothers. If he happened to see Beel swallow a cherry whole he would then proceeded to tell Lucifer not to let him do that.

And when the oldest asks why Solomon would then go onto explain that if he swallows cherry pit then a cherry tree will then grow inside his stomach.

Of course this freaked out Lucifer so for the next hour he tried getting Beel to spit out all the cherries he ate.

You would have to organize their fridge and pantry in the new house because they don’t know which human world foods need to be refrigerated or not.

After you arrive at the house you spent a good three hours explaining to them not everything can go in the pantry because some of it will spoil after you open it.

Then you proceed to gag when you pulled out an expired chunky milk container from the pantry.

They find the concept of drive thru or fast food places astonishing. The fact that you can just order wait in a line for a few minutes in your car then get your food is crazy. They do however all panic though when you get to the front and they don’t know what to order off the menu.

Car washes are also something they found themselves favoring. You would turn up the music as you slowly pulled in and joked by telling the brothers you were going on a ride of sorts.

Which in turn shocked you when they did believed you as the car wash stared. Each of them were staring out the windows with starry eyes as different colors of soap were thrown on your car.

You laughed to yourself as they all admired the way the soap blended together, Asmo and Mammon found themselves taking pictures of the whole thing. While Belphie was telling Beel how this looked like a starry sky.

And Levi went on to tell Satan how this reminded him of an anime scene. Lucifer also found himself sitting quietly in the passenger seat enjoying it too. (Lucifer is a certified passenger princess, fight me on that)

Each brother questioned you on how this was possible and you replied with smile. After the car wash was over and you drove through the dryers they all asked if you could do that again, to which you replied smiling “maybe some other time”.

Lucifer watered the fake succulents and plants you put around the house for two weeks straight until you said something.

They love watching true crime documentary’s to the point you’d have to physically pull them away from the tv.

It happened one afternoon while a few of them were relaxing in the living room and you were looking for a channel to watch.

Deciding there was nothing interesting on you put on an old true crime documentary and began watching it. As the brothers heard the story of the crime from the tv they each became immersed in it.

Telling you things such as “how could humans do that to each other?” or “wow humans are more brutal than we thought” or even adding in their own comments on how they could have made the crime worse.

It became a guessing game between all of them to figure out who killed who during each episode you watched.

Much to everyone dismayed Satan was the one who won every time.

Meanwhile while they were all immersed in the tv you noticed Lucifer standing behind you, arms crossed also watching tv. You told him to sit down and watch with all of you but he denied, claiming he wasn’t really interested in stuff like this anyway.

Yet he never moved from that same spot each episode.

Each of the brothers have made something explode in the microwave.

Lucifer stained it red when he went to reheat pasta, but he put it in for to long and it exploded. Mammon overfilled his ramen thus causing it to leak then explode.

Satan and Levi also happened to be reheating takeout at the same time, but both of the containers were styrofoam and exploded. Levi got annoyed and Satan threw the microwave at Lucifer.

Asmo put some skincare product in there because he found something online about a certain hack, and it exploded causing the microwave to smell like burnt strawberries.

Beel put too much food in the microwave causing it to all melt together then explode.

Belphie put a coffee in there to reheat and it exploded, but he was too lazy to clean it up so he just left it. Lucifer was then next to use the microwave and got coffee all over him.

You made all seven of them watch the entire twilight series as a joke but ironically they all actually enjoyed it.

Satan even went out and bought the books, and finished all of them in about 2 hours

Bonus

Solomon distracted Diavolo for 3 hours straight by making him watch 5 minute craft videos.

Diavolo then proceeded to break things to try these said crafts which caused Barbatos to have a meltdown.

Barbatos destroyed an entire sidewalk because he saw two rats run across it into the sewer.

[animeshotsh]

Im going to eat you! (No) | V's x Kid!Reader HCS |

Hcs of your time with the V's during this.

Warnings: HH violence-cursing- Kid!Reader hates Valentino - Veelvet its mentioned but for just a moment - Vox inner thoughts of you - Vox has a crush on Alastor on this - Vox its down bad for Alastor and Lucifer -

Note: Because I saw one user saying reader did not bite Valentino and tbh valid.

When you saw what they were doing (well only the strange insect sinner the TV head had decided to be a by stander and to also catch you) what he was doing to Angel you were furious.

Oh, how you desired you could transform like your dad, sis or uncle but you were weak.

Fuck you for sending me to hell with no power.

However, you can still move as crazy as a sinner can and more with the sugar in your system thanks to the ice cream from earlier.

"W-wait a minute" The tv head tries to catch you again only to be head butted by Lucifer's lamb.

Who is also weak and is going to ask his creator for an update on its powers.

However back to you, you are running now towards that insect sinner who is not paying attention to no one but the poor Angel on the floor.

And so, you end on the sinners shoulder and bite hard on his arm. Your teeth getting sharper thanks to your angry feelings. In fact when Valentino tries to remove you, you are quick to go to his other arm and bite down again.

"FUCKING BITCH"

"Im going to eat you" you say with the most dangerous voice no one ever hear from you.

Angel its suprised for a second then almost loses his heart when Valentino pushes you off towards the floor. However, you are not done and end biting his leg too.

"THIS FUCKING BITCH, I SWEAR JUST WAIT TILL YOU GROW UP IM GOING TO PUT YOU IN SO MUCH PAIN DO YOU KNOW-"

"VAL!!" Vox calls his companion getting you off from the floor, having to use so much Force to prevent you from running again. "I need this one alive and mentally sane" when Vox sees that you are not getting any weak he sends a small shock of electrecity to you making you sleep.

"The fucker bite me, look" Valentino says offended showing the marks and blood you left.

"Its Alastor's kid, of course its going to try any sinner they can"

Again, Lucifer felt a shake in the Force.

Fast moving, they get to the V's tower. Valentino wants you away from him so he decides to take his anger on the poor souls that works for him.

Vox decides to tie you up just in case.

Seeing your sleeping form almost makes him go soft. You are not as terrible when you are not biting his companion's flesh off.

Also, he kind of claps to that, Val needs a reminder every now and then.

Vox wonders if Veelvet would like you, sure she does not make kid's clothes but maybe she could make something for you?

And maybe now Alastor would finally accept being part of the company because they have you hostage.

And no, Vox its not thinking about him and Alastor raising you....

Really he is not.

Ok maybe a little.

Later once you woke up and you two bond he can tell he is fucked because even if Alastor beats him up till death (oh pls do it he wishes) he want to keep you around.

You can watch Barney all you want, and you can bite Val anytime of the day. Really, you have his permission.

He cant remember if he ever wanted to be a father when he was alive but now the need to raise you is there.

Is this a demonic Power? Making overlords want to raise you and be your relatives? Who knows.

Later once its discover that you are Lucifer's kid, and how you still try to get him to show the king of hell ducks....

Fuck stop helping him!! He does not want to see you go but he cant fight hell's king.

Oh, and when Alastor treated him finally.

He thanks you for that.

He later has to deal with Val and Veelvet because they cant do business for 2 weeks.

And so, Vox ends sleeping hugging his Alastor's pillow and also thinking on getting one of the king himself.

Would you mind 3 dads ?

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What would the yokai gangs favorite ice cream flavors be!! I must know!!

Ha, I think their reaction to ice cream or modern food in general would be interesting. Imagine taking a bunch of ancient demons on a stroll in modern times and you spot an ice cream truck.

Murasaki would go for something very simple, like vanilla ice cream. He's also eating it with a very serious expression and in small, careful bites, facing away from everyone (too embarrassed to show his enjoyment).

Kiritsubo is excited to try everything out, but eventually he'll settle for those flavors usually popular with kids. A bright blue bubblegum scoop will get his tail wagging. He'll beam with delight for some rainbow twirl with popping candy.

Suma is not too picky, maybe he'd go for nutty flavors like pistachio or pecan. As long as it's something in a big tub (that, or he'll empty most of the options and the truck will have to close up early).

Yuugiri likes sweet, fruity flavors like cherry or strawberry. He might also go for something fancier like salted caramel or coffee. He'd probably use this as an opportunity to tease you by licking it in an intentionally clumsy way with his forked tongue, maintaining eye contact and smirking.

Sekiya probably likes some bizarre or not-so-popular flavor like mint chocolate chip. Which adds to his nervousness as he points to his desired choice and hears some kid behind him going "ewww, people actually go for that?"

Sakaki prefers neutral flavors, nothing too strong or too sweet. Vanilla, simple chocolate, matcha and the likes. When I read your ask, I also had this image of him kind of wandering away from the group and just observing you having fun with the others. He likes seeing your smile, so he idly begins sketching it; ever since meeting you he's started a sketchbook of 'happy memories' to look at when he's depressed (almost always).

[devildom-moss]

Moonlit Bath

(Diavolo x gn!MC)

(NSFW) (slightly submissive Diavolo) (NSFW tags: brief food play, sex in the water, oral, biting, marking, penetration with no condom, creampie, cock warming, outdoor sex, very sweet and gentle, no specifics about MC's genitals which was a bit difficult, but I didn't want to make two versions - maybe next time, though?)

Word Count: +3,600

“Please, Lucifer?” Diavolo was already a full minute into his appeal with no sign of Lucifer giving him an inch.

“No; must I repeat myself again, Diavolo?” Lucifer sighed and set his drink down on the table between them. “I’m not giving you my blessing. You can invite them, and they can accept, but I won’t pretend to be happy about it.”

“Please, reconsider,” Diavolo decided to switch tactics, “MC has been so exhausted recently. Don’t tell me you haven’t noticed.”

Lucifer tensed up. Got him, Diavolo thought. Lucifer leaned back in his chair and crossed his legs, intertwining his fingers and cupping his hands around his knee. “You realize that you’re twisting me into an uncomfortable position, don’t you?”

“Of course,” Diavolo smiled, “so?”

“As I said, you can invite them, and MC is free to go with you. Just make sure they have a good time, alright?”

“Of course,” Diavolo held his hand out to Lucifer, “thank you, Lucifer. I will ensure MC enjoys themselves.”

Lucifer took Diavolo’s hand firmly – aggressively so – and cautioned his friend, “you had better return them in one piece.”

That conversation held behind closed doors preceded Diavolo’s invitation to take you on an overnight trip. He was right about you being exhausted, and it was no surprise that the House of Lamentation had played a part in that. You loved the brothers, but sometimes they drained your energy. So, when Diavolo was gifted two vouchers for an overnight resort, you were the first person on his mind. You deserved a break, and he craved a night alone with you. Although he knew that your decision was all that mattered, he didn’t like the idea of Lucifer being upset with him, and Diavolo knew that Lucifer hated to let you leave his side for longer than a few hours. Having preemptively smoothed things over with Lucifer, Diavolo finished his drink and eagerly sought you out.

“MC, would you be willing to clear your schedule this weekend for me?” Diavolo asked with a childlike grin.

“I can probably manage that, but what do you need me for?”

He presented the voucher to you, “would you go to an overnight resort with me? Each room has gorgeous outdoor baths, and the resort provides guests with a large selection of bath products to enhance the experience. They also have chefs from across the Devildom to provide room service. The resort offers massages, as well. You could relax with me for a full day.”

“Really?” You perked up.

“Of course,” Diavolo laughed, “and if that isn’t enough, the manager informed me that they have small, crow-shaped portable freezers, so you can fill them up with drinks and desserts and enjoy them in the bath. A few gourmet ice cream brands partnered with the resort, so they have the best options.”

You pulled Diavolo into a hug, “you had me at overnight resort, but that all sounds amazing! I’d love to go with you! Thank you so much.”

Diavolo chuckled and picked you up in his arms, twirling you around. He couldn’t look away from that smile – it was as if the invitation itself had rejuvenated you. Anticipation rose in his chest: a whole day alone with you where you could just enjoy yourself around him. If you could feel at peace with him, he would be the happiest demon in all three realms. He couldn’t resist peppering kisses all over your face.

“I promise you’ll have a good time,” you could feel the joy in his words and the smile on his lips as he kissed down your neck. He pulled away from you reluctantly, a slight pout on his lips, “but for now, I have to head back to the castle. Barbatos won’t let me so much as leave my office this weekend if I don’t get my work done on time, so I need to get that done for you.”

“My prince,” you kissed him once more to hold him over. “Work hard. I won’t slack off either, so we can enjoy this weekend together.”

Diavolo’s chest flooded with affection. He bit his lip, wondering if you would allow him to be greedy with you, “can I have one more kiss? Please?”

“Yes, my little prince,” you placed a soft kiss on his lips. “Now, get your work done.”

You both kept your ends of the deal, and when Diavolo drove up to the House of Lamentation that Saturday morning, no one could deter you from getting into that car. The drive was relaxing in its own way, and it gave you an opportunity to stare at Diavolo all you wanted. He could see you watching him from the corner of his eyes, and it took all the restraint he had not to pull the car over in some scenic location and fuck you right there – or let you fuck him. He didn’t really care, so long as he could touch you.

It was a quarter past noon when you checked in. Before you walked into the room, Diavolo confessed, “I requested that they give us a room with only one bed. I hope that wasn’t too presumptuous of me, given our relationship.”

“Of course, it’s fine. I’m a bit insulted that you think I wouldn’t want to share a bed with you,” you joked as he unlocked the door. You pulled him into the room and towards the bed, gently pushing him onto it. He stared up at you expectingly, and you rewarded him with a kiss. You pulled away and stared at his soft gold eyes; desire lived in his eyes when he looked at you – an emotional exhibitionist who bared his feelings for you. When Diavolo made himself so easy to read, you almost felt impure for looking at him, knowing you were seeing something no one else would, as he had expressed so many times that he only showed these sides of himself to you. You smiled at him to hide your shame at witnessing such raw honesty. Still only inches from his lips, you spoke, “I’m looking forward to getting you in bed later tonight, my little prince.”

Diavolo could feel his face burning. For a brief moment, he wanted to forgo all other plans and spend the next few hours in bed with you, but he knew that patience would pay off.

Diavolo stomached someone else’s hands on your body during the couples massage he booked – although he made a point to hold your hand the whole time, much to the inconvenience of both of your masseuses. It seemed as if Diavolo was intent on touching you to his heart’s content today. He even suggested that you feed each other when you ordered room service. As advertised, you two enjoyed a relaxing afternoon – although Diavolo could not determine whether the resort had a larger impact on this peace or whether it was you. Actually, no, he knew it was mostly you, but he could only hope you would say the same about him. He was too embarrassed to ask.

With the early hours of night upon you and the moon beginning to rise in the sky, you and Diavolo visited the resort’s shop to select your bath products and filled your portable freezer up with a selection of fancy macarons and pints of ice cream. Diavolo held the freezer up and smiled, “this is so cute, it kind of looks like one of the crows that follows Mammon around, right?”

“That really chubby one?”

“Exactly!” Diavolo laughed. “Do you think they sell these? I would love to have one of them at the castle. I could fill it with your favorite ice cream and keep it in my room. That way, if you’re ever having a rough day, you can come directly to me, and even if I can’t help, I’ll have ice cream.”

He was always thinking of you, and it was so sweet that it was hard to respond to, so instead, you pet him, taking the time to enjoy how soft his hair was. Diavolo melted against your hand. Finally, you managed to speak, “I’m sure we can find a way to get you one.”

Diavolo grinned and started to pull you out onto the room’s private patio. Leafy trees and stone walls isolated you from other customers without hindering your view of the sky. From the cliffside on which the resort was located, you could even look out above a small oceanside town and the vast body of water. The moon floated just above the horizon, leaving a small space between its brilliant glow and a wavering reflection.

The bath was a massive natural stone structure, sunk into the ground with more than enough room for four people – which explained why the bath bombs were so large and came in a pack of two. A slightly raised stone bar was attached to the bath, and on it was a basket of towels, a bottle of Demonus in an ice bucket, and two wine glasses. Next to the bath was a showerhead attached to the tall stone wall. A variety of cool colored Devildom flora were planted around the patio, with a deep violet flower sprouting up near the edge of the bath catching your eye. It was almost a perfect contrast to Diavolo’s eyes.

“What do you think, MC?” Diavolo asked you.

“This is gorgeous, Diavolo! I almost can’t believe I’m in the Devildom,” you stared in awe. He laughed in the face of your honesty before turning your gaze towards him, running his thumb across your lower lip.

“One day, I’m going to show you just how beautiful the Devildom can be. I want to take you to every pretty place and watch as the shock slowly disappears – so that whenever you leave, you dream of coming back to me.”

He looked so sincere. You wanted to apologize for how you phrased your awe, but he kissed you before you could speak. One of his hands started to play with the hem of your shirt. Diavolo had been patient long enough, and he had been looking forward to bathing in the moonlight with you more than anything. He wanted your naked body pressed against him in the steaming water. You squeezed his bicep softly as you kissed him back. The bliss painted across his face when he pulled away was starting to make you impatient, too.

“Get undressed,” you told him. “I’ll start running the bath while you wash off.”

As you filled the tub, ensuring that the water wasn’t too hot for your skin, you stole glances at Diavolo. He was so sensual that it was hard to believe he wasn’t purposely putting a show on for you: the water rinsing suds slowly down his chest and arms as if it was caressing him, the way his hair clung to the nape of his neck, and even the way he bent down to lather his legs seemed unfairly sexual. When the bath was nearly filled, you dropped in the bath bombs. The water became a soft, milky pink, as flower petals and herbs floated to the surface.

Diavolo came up behind you, his warm, wet body pressing against you in an embrace. He whispered into your ear, “your turn to wash up.”

You nodded, hoping that the warmth you felt was in part due to the heat of the bath. Diavolo got into the tub and watched you shamelessly as you undressed and washed yourself until you finally joined him. The second you dipped into the water, his hands were on you. He kissed you wildly, opening his mouth as if to beg you to slip your tongue inside of him. He moaned against your lips. You pulled away so you could leave kisses across the top of his chest – any part of him that rested above the water – while caressing his chest and stomach just below. He leaned back and moaned louder.

“Wait, MC,” he whimpered through shallow panting.

“Yes, my prince?” you asked against his skin.

“I brought you here to make you feel better.”

“I do feel better,” you sucked on his collarbone.

“No,” he moaned and held you by your hips, “I want to make you feel good first, please?”

You pulled back and looked at him, disheveled and slightly flushed. His lips parted desperately. Diavolo begged again, “can I? Please?”

“What did you have in mind?” you asked while smoothing his hair back.

Instead of replying, he lifted you out of the water and sat you at the edge of the bath. The stone ground was cold, but Diavolo’s warm hands caressing your hips and thighs warmed you up slightly. He placed one of your legs over his shoulder so he could easily kiss and bite your inner thighs. He eagerly sucked on your skin, leaving a trail of hickeys up your thigh before slowly kissing back down the trail of marks. You moaned and ran your hands through his hair. He pulled back slightly, pride swelling in his chest for marking you and forcing those sweet noises out of your mouth. Between the sweet scent of you and the milk bath, he felt intoxicated. Diavolo panted and asked, “can I try something?”

“Of course,” you smiled down at him. Diavolo reached for the freezer and pulled out a pint of ice cream. He scooped a small spoonful out and dropped it on your thigh.

“That’s cold,” you complained, earning a chuckle from him.

He watched it start to melt against your hot skin, slowly sliding down your thigh. Diavolo brought his tongue to your skin and licked you clean, the taste of your skin and ice cream melding. His mouth was so hot compared to the sensation before. He grabbed the bottle of Demonus and poured a generous stream down your other thigh, letting some of it drip into the bath. He licked the sticky trail of liquor off of you, pulling another moan out of you. You were so intoxicating to him.

As nice as his teasing tongue felt on your thighs, you wanted more. You used the leg he had placed on his shoulder to slowly pull him closer to you. He licked his lips as you did so.

“Want me to taste you now?” Diavolo asked. You nodded and he dove in, using his mouth to pleasure you greedily. His tongue eagerly lapping at you and his sweet moans sending vibrations through your body. He swirled his tongue around your most sensitive spots, savoring your taste. You could feel his fervor in the desperate sucking and licking, causing you to clench your eyes shut.

Suddenly, you heard a large splash in the water. You looked down at him, some of your fluids dripping from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were wide. In his excitement, his lower set of wings had sprouted out of his back. You were taken aback, but still enamored with the sight of him. You felt one wing graze your foot and tried not to laugh.

“I didn’t know you could do that,” you smiled sheepishly.

“I’m sorry, I got worked up,” he averted his gaze shyly. “I can transform back.”

“No, no it’s adorable,” you chuckled and reached out to pet his head. The moonlight reflected off his hair and along his wet skin. He was so lovely. Diavolo gave you a grin that distorted your notions of what was angelic and what should have been demonic.

With your permission, he continued, allowing you to hold his head and guide him. You watched his wings twitch slightly as he moaned. The moonlight shined against the soft gold at the tip of his wings. His pretty mouth felt so good that you tilted your head back and ran your fingers through his hair mindlessly. Diavolo could tell you were getting close and started to use his hands. He pulled you closer to the edge of the tub so that he had better access. Diavolo licked one finger and slowly put it inside of you, curling his finger to bring you more pleasure.

“I’m close,” you tightened your grip on his hair.

“Good. Take whatever you need from me,” he said before continuing to put his mouth on you. He added another finger, stretching you out slightly. You rolled your hips and felt him go deeper. Diavolo savored the feeling of you clenching around his fingers and twitching against his mouth as you came for him. With little regard for your sensitivity, he gave you a few more soft licks and gentle thrusts with his fingers before he pulled them out of you. He licked his lips and gulped, ensuring that he took everything you gave him.

“MC, I can’t hold back anymore. Please, let me fuck you. Please?” Diavolo begged you. You tried to find the words to reply in your afterglow. Impatient, he continued his pleas between messy kisses along your inner thigh. His damp hair tickled your legs. “Please, I want to keep making you feel good.”

You found it impossible to deny him, and as soon as you agreed, he pulled you into the water with him. He set you on top of his lap so you could feel his hard cock against your stomach. He rubbed himself against you a few times before aligning himself with your hole, stimulating you at the same time. Slowly, he thrusted up into you, with the warm water easing the insertion. You wrapped your arms around his neck, tracing your hands along his wings – which seemed to enhance his pleasure. The water in the bath ebbed and flowed in rhythm with his thrusting. A splashing sound pulsed in harmony with his moaning and the slapping of your skin. One of Diavolo’s hands held you firmly by your back while the other rubbed your body in the thin space between the two of you. His hand snaked even lower, driving you crazy until your eyes were screwed tight.

“How does it feel?” he managed between shaky moans. You could hear the need in his voice, and you indulged him.

“You’re doing so good, my prince,” you pulled back and kissed him. Your taste still lingered in his mouth. Praise was all he needed for his hand to pick up speed and pressure for you. His thrusts became slower and deeper, causing you to sink your nails in his back. He moaned into the pain.

“Fuck,” he growled, “can I cum inside of you? Let me mark your insides, please.”

“Yes,” you panted, “cum for me.”

As he did, he bit your shoulder at the base of your neck in a weak attempt to muffle his moaning. The vibrations of his mouth and the sharp pain combined with the heat of his cum inside of you and the continued stimulation from his hand, which pushed you over the edge a second time.

He released your shoulder and kissed over the saliva coated indents in your skin. His eyes were hazy when he pulled back. Still inside of you, Diavolo let out a content sigh.

“I’m so happy you came with me,” he smiled and kissed the mark on your shoulder again. Realizing what he said, he got flustered, “ah, wait! I didn’t mean – I meant that I’m happy you came to the resort with me, not that you came at the same time as me.”

“I know,” you chuckled and smoothed down his hair.

“But I’m happy about that too,” he admitted, burying himself against your neck and holding you tight. You soothed his embarrassment with gentle pats.

However, the cool night air was starting to get the better of you. You interrupted his nuzzling, “Diavolo, my sweet prince, the water is getting cold. We should probably wash off and go inside.”

Diavolo refused to pull away from your neck, choosing to whine against your skin, instead. “I don’t want to take my dick out of you. It’s so warm. Is it possible to wash up and stay inside of you?”

You couldn’t resist laughing. He may be the next demon king, but right now, he was just a needy demon who loved you too much to want to be apart from you. You traced a finger down his back, feeling the slight bumps along his skin where you had scratched him. “I’m not sure about that.”

“Then at least let me wash you this time. I’ll even dry you off,” Diavolo offered through a half-genuine pout. He added, “after all, there are still plenty of hours left in the night, and I want to take care of you for every second of it.”

Bonus:

When Diavolo walked you up to the House of Lamentation, Lucifer greeted you both at the door. He was quick to spot the bite mark near the base of your neck. He glared, barely containing his demon form, “what the fuck did I tell you?”

“I brought them back in one piece – like I promised.”

“With a giant bite mark!”

“But I had a good time, Lucifer,” you admitted. His gaze instantly softened, but he pulled you into the house and closed the door on Diavolo.

“Next time you need a day off, I’ll deal with it myself,” Lucifer grumbled.

By the time you had returned to your room, you had three messages from Diavolo:

Don’t let him see your thighs, MC!

Actually, don’t show anyone else your thighs. I’d be happy if I was the only one.

Also, I had a great time with you. I can’t wait until I can spend another night alone with you. I want to make you feel even better next time.

[avatar-saiki]

Beel's Takeout

Beelzebub/reader, 2.2k words

CW: Suggestive, public scene

Summary:

Inspired by a tweet by HarmlessGhosty:

"Just wanna run soft fingertips up the inside of Beel’s thigh and see how easily it distracts him from eating his snack."

It was so hot.

Beelzebub sat down heavily on the bench and took off his helmet to wipe sweat from his brow, starting to feel a little dizzy. The heat wave rolling through the Devildom was more intense than he’d last remembered, but it hadn’t stopped him from playing until today. When a few of his teammates began collapsing in the heat, the coach finally decided to call off practice for the day and sent everyone to the showers. 

But it was still so hot.

Even as the icy water ran down his back, the dizziness in his head wouldn’t go away. To make matters worse, he’d already eaten all the snacks he’d packed for practice and dinner was still a few hours away. As if on cue, his stomach grumbled at the thought and he groaned under his breath. This wasn’t good. Dizzy, lightheaded, and starving? That was just asking for trouble.

Maybe he could stop by Madame Scream’s for a quick bite? He’d heard they were selling all sorts of frozen treats, but he hadn’t had time to check it out yet. Another roll of hunger answered the thought for him, and he smiled to himself, getting dressed quickly. 

It wouldn’t hurt to invite you along too.

He’d sent you the message, hoping you’d be free but offered to bring you something back if not. He hoped you’d say yes, not just to see you but also because he… wasn’t so sure he’d be able to resist eating whatever you might ask him to bring home. It didn’t happen every time, and the few times it had you weren’t that upset, but he still hated seeing the disappointment on your face when he wasn’t able to bring you back something tasty.

Especially if it was too tasty.

But you agreed to meet him, your smile so refreshing when your eyes met. The line was already out the door, but it was moving fast.

“How was practice today?” you asked when he reached your spot in line.

“It was okay,” he said, reaching up to touch his forehead. “I wasn’t able to run as far, but I still managed to stay up whenever someone tried to tackle me.”

“I’m surprise you all still played,” you said with a soft hum, “It’s so hot out I would’ve thought it’d be cancelled.”

“I think that’s why they couldn’t bring me down,” he agreed, “we might be able to tolerate extreme temperatures better but even demons can get overheated.”

You grinned up at him. “Is that why we’re on a little ice cream date?”

He blushed a little and looked down. Your feet were so much smaller than his. “I… thought it might be nice. Food usually tastes better when you eat with someone.”

“Well I’ll never say no to ice cream!” You said with a cheerful laugh, reaching for the door when it was finally your turn to enter.

The inside of the shop was nice and cool, a sharp contrast to the harshness of the outside, but the dizziness in his head wasn’t ready to leave just yet. But the scents… the scents that wafted in the air so sugary and sweet…

“Beel, you’re drooling,” you teased, and he blinked, bringing a hand to touch his lips.

“I am?”

You laughed and shook your head. “Almost. Did you not eat lunch today?”

“No, I did. I had a roasted hellhog sandwich with extra fries.”

“Well no wonder you’re hungry if that’s all you had!”

He smiled sheepishly, “Well, I did ask for seconds and thirds, and then my snacks…”

You grinned up at him. “You’re really making me jealous, Beel. I wish I could eat like you.”

His face warmed, but it felt a little different than the heat of outside. It was something that only seemed to happen with you. Something about you made him feel… warm.

“I don’t think it’s something you should be jealous of,” he said quietly, resting a hand on his stomach. “It’s… not always fun, especially for those around me.” You’d even seen it before, the few times when his gluttony was too much for him to control and the beast he’d become when hunger devoured his senses.

“What’re you talking about? We’re getting ice cream! That’s more fun than anything I can think of!”

There it was again. That… warm… comforting feeling.

“We should probably eat it before we get home. Lucifer usually gets mad at me for eating too many sweets before dinner.”

“Why?” you stepped up to the counter and looked over all the different options. “Sweets have never ruined your appetite, have they?”

“No… but,” he tilted his head in thought. “I guess I don’t know why he gets mad about it.”

“He gets mad about a lot of things,” you said, pointing at the flavor you wanted while the demon at the counter scooped and placed it into a bowl. “If it’s not you, it’s Mammon. Or Belphie. Or Levi. Or I don’t know, someone. Someone always has to be the hard ass and he embraces it with joy, I think.”

He chuckled and ordered a double scoop of blood strawberry and hell raspberry, but when he moved to pay you swiped your card too fast. 

“Hey I was going to—”

“It’s okay,” you said, picking up both bowls with a wink. “You can pay next time.”

“I… okay,” he said, following you outside. You looked around at the tables all set outside the shop and frowned, all of them already filled with patrons enjoying their frozen treats. 

“Why don’t we go to the park?” you suggested, turning on your heel to walk backward while he followed. “There’s some benches we could go sit on, right?”

“We could also eat while we walk home,” he said, the mixture of cream and fruit serenading him and making his mouth water. 

You giggled and shook your head, turning around again and setting off toward the park. “Nope! If we do that the date’ll be over way too soon!”

He groaned inwardly, feeling his stomach gurgle and your scent mixing in with the sugar and cream was not helping.

“Okay,” he said softly, following after you. Just focus on the good warmth he felt inside every time you smiled. That warmth that always hit in his chest but somehow made him feel a little fuller.

“Ugh,” you groaned and plopped down on the first bench you saw and spread out your legs. “How is it so hot when there’s no sun?”

He tilted his head slightly, “Does the sun make your world hot?”

“Well, yeah?” You raised both bowls of ice cream to the sky. “It’s a massive fireball beaming light and heat on us where I’m from.”

He looked up at the sky filled with countless stars. “Aren’t all stars like that?” He knew Belphegor would talk about the life cycles of stars sometimes, but he couldn’t remember all of it. “Maybe all the stars are like your sun?”

You laughed and held his bowl out to him. “Yeah, maybe? Who knows. I still can’t wrap my head around it always being night here.”

He took the bowl and sat down beside you, glancing down at you kicking your feet while you happily ate your ice cream. Were all humans always this small, or was he large?

“I didn’t think about that… do you miss your sun?”

“Sometimes, but lately I- oh—!” You squeezed your eyes shut and pressed your lips together. “Agh! Brainfreeze!”

Somehow that made him smile and he turned his attention to his treat, scooping up a bite and moaning when the first cooling relief touched his tongue. The berries were tart and sweet, the cream luscious and silky, and the texture so soft as it slid down his throat he couldn’t help sighing contentedly. 

“I needed this,” he said, scooping up another spoonful. Then another. Soon the ache and dizziness from Fangol practice began to ebbe away and he looked down at you. “How’s yours?”

You bit your lip, still holding your bowl but it didn’t seem like you’d eaten much. “Oh! No, it’s good!” you smiled sheepishly up at him, noticing his disappointment, “Sorry, I think it might just be a bit too cold for me, I have to eat it slower.”

“Oh,” he frowned a little. “I didn’t know… maybe I should’ve tried to find something from the human—”

“No, no! It’s great!” you shook your head and shoved another bite in your mouth, nose crinkling adorably when you shivered. “Be-Besides—” you stuttered, shivering again. “I-I’m pretty sh-sure anything from the h-human realm would’ve melted b-by now.”

“I can finish yours,” he said, taking the bowl from you. “Next time we can try an ice cream shop in the human realm?”

You sighed and leaned back to gaze up at the stars. “Yeah, that could be fun.”

He stacked the bowls together and dipped his spoon into yours, curious of the flavor you’d chosen. “It’d have to be further in the future. I know Mammon and Levi will be excited to go, but it still takes a lot for all of us to travel together.” The fact that you had a pact with all seven of them wasn’t helpful either. A shiver ran down his spine. Lucifer would not be happy about all the paperwork that would take.

“Yeah…”

The spoon clinked against his teeth and he tensed, looking down to confirm it was in fact your hand resting on his thigh.

“It could be fun with all of them,” you said with a wistful smile, eyes still dazzled by stars. The look in your eyes was always something that made him feel all sorts of things inside, like hunger but…

It didn’t hurt.

“But I think…” you continued, thumb caressing his leg absentmindedly while his heart raced in his chest.

“… It could be fun to go just the two of us.”

A new shiver ran down his back as your hand drifted higher, and he shoved a massive spoonful in his mouth to cool the rising heat inside.

“Don’t you think?” you asked, tilting your head to gaze up at him with a smile.

Your eyes were so bright and innocent, but your hand was not supposed to be there! Didn’t you know what your touch could do?

“Beel?”

He swallowed thickly and your smile brightened.

“How’s the ice cream?” You asked, fingers drifting down along his inner thigh as you leaned onto his leg for support. “Is it good?”

“Yes…” he said, unable to speak above more than a simple breath. “Did you… want some more?”

You shook your head and he took the opportunity to distract himself with another spoonful, trying to focus on the flavors on his tongue but everything melted when your pinky grazed his balls.

“It’s too cold for me,” you said, rubbing across his leg to not so subtly stroke your finger against him, that smile turning coy. 

“Oh… right,” he tried to take another bite, but it must’ve dissolved on his tongue because he couldn’t taste anything at all. “I forgot you said that.”

You chuckled and knelt up, placing your free hand on his chest, making him swallow a second time.

“That’s okay…” you said softly, eyes focused on his mouth. Was he drooling again? He really tried to not think about how good you smelled, but it was so hard when you were this close. Usually if he had food nearby it wasn’t so bad, but this. This was—

You leaned in closer and licked the corner of his mouth with a gentle hum. “Mm~ booberry.”

A jolt ran through his spine and he sat up stalk-straight, feeling no less cooled than before.

“What was that for?” he asked. “If you wanted some I could’ve—” 

Your hand drifted higher and he dropped the bowls, ice cream splattering on the ground while he grabbed your wrist, face feeling like it was on fire. 

“Don’t touch me there,” he said under his breath. “Not here. I can’t… I won’t be able to stop myself.”

You cupped his cheek and kissed him, slipping your tongue into his mouth and filling it with the spiced sweetness of your lust. He groaned, unable to help himself as he reached up to cup the back of your head, deepening the kiss and sucking on that sweet, sinful tongue. Any time he managed to sneak a taste of your soul it was all he could think of for days, but now? Now all he wanted was more.

A little nip on his tongue drew him back, giving you space to breathe. “Careful, Beel, we’re still at the park…”

“I don’t want to let you go,” he murmured. 

“Yeah, it would be a shame to stop so soon after just getting started,” you mused, sitting back down with your chest nestled close to his arm. “Maybe we could sneak in a little dessert before dinner back home?”

“No,” he frowned, “my brothers will all be home by now, there’s no way we’d find time alone.”

“Oh… well then, maybe we...” you shifted and palmed over him, stilling his breath when you felt along his hardening cock, “…find a room to stay in and order some takeout? And then I take you out~”

He shivered again and held your wrist firm. “That could be dangerous… just you and me.”

“I know,” you whispered, words so soft and light on his neck. “It’s worth it for a taste~”

[nottapossum]

Hazbin Hotel Classification AU: Itty Bitty Sinners as Caregivers/Littles: More detailed character notes

❤️♣️Husk and Angel 🕸💕

Angel the little!

(Had to post it today, happy birthday, Angel!!! 🎊🥳🎉🎂🎁🎈)

Content warning ⚠️: Will mention things like Self harm, self isolation, depression, DPDR and dissociation, feeling unreal, or like the world is unreal, self hate, paranoia, self isolation, sexual abuse and their affects. Lots of big emotional stuff.. if you're easily triggered by these things, be careful.

Regression Age: 0-4

🕸Angel struggles trusting anyone when he's regressed. People have hurt him very badly...so he's very scared of new people and avoids them whenever he can.

🕸Sometimes Angel will be bratty and act out to test his caregivers. He assumes they'll eventually leave, so he makes it easy for them. Husk isn't any different. But Husk understands this, and he never gives up on Angel no matter what he does.

🕸Angel needs diapers sometimes, and because of that, he thought no one would ever want to take care of him, feeling like he's way too much work. Husk makes sure to tell him over and over again that he's not too much and he enjoys taking care of him. And just because he needs a little more than expected doesn't change anything.

🕸Angel does not let anyone take off his shoes. If they try, he'll cry and beg them not to. Sometimes, it causes him to go full demon mode and bite whoever tried. (People only have to try once before learning.)

🕸Angel, at his oldest, loves causing mischief and pulling pranks on the rest of the group!

🕸little angel does not get along with other littles (at least at first). They take attention from him, and that's just not okay!

🕸He does eventually learn to get along with some of them, but he still gets jealous from time to time.

🕸The only little he actually instantly got along with is Charlie because she reminds him of his sister Molly. 💕

🕸He loves to build forts and play army or war! But he also loves tea parties and playing princesses!

🕸When older, he shoots everyone with water and Nerf guns while they're working or doing anything that isn't paying attention to him.

🕸Then, after Husk took his toy guns away, he used spray bottles instead. 🥰 He will not be stopped! He can only be momentarily delayed.

🕸Angel's second language is eye rolling. He's so sassy!

🕸Angel loves to dress up and even asks others to play dress up with him!

🕸Angel loves tea parties! He especially loves playing tea parties with Pentious and Charlie because it always ends in some type of mysterious tea themed battle!

🕸Angel is prone to nightmares. He'll too often wake up in the middle of the night crying because of it, so Husk has gotten him a baby monitor for their rooms so he can hear the baby spider if he needs him. (He asked Angel first, and he was fine with it. Don't worry.)

🕸He loves stuffed animals- but he wants fat nuggets or Husk to cuddle with at night. A stuffed animal will NOT be good enough for him. Stuffies are for fidgeting and comfort during the day while he's doing other stuff. He needs way more support at night!

That being said, he will sometimes walk around with Fat Nuggets like a stuffed animal and even sometimes Husk. (He's soft 🤷)

🕸Angel's favorite food when little is anything sweet, like cake or ice cream! But sugar makes him crazy, and sometimes he'll eat too much sugar and get sick, so Husk keeps a close eye on him and what he eats to be sure he's healthy.

He also loves Popsicles! So Husk made him some homemade that had less sugar in them.

🕸Angel's favorite drink when little is: strawberry milk or angel milk.

🕸Angel's favorite things to watch are: Peppa Pig, Lilo and stitch (the series, the sequels, all of it!) Animaniacs, Bluey, Loony tunes, Daniel tiger, Ruby gloom, The wiggles, The little mermaid. (He loves all the Disney princess movies, actually, but Ariel is his favorite!)

🕸When Angel is angry, he'll curse in Italian - hoping to avoid anyone understanding so he can avoid punishment...but Husk actually knows some Italian... and definitely knows the curse words. So... that backfired. He'll need to find a new way to curse.

🕸Angel has a special baby blanket. It helps calm him down when he's feeling alone and overwhelmed. It was a gift from Cherri ❤️

🕸⚠️Angel will often dissociate when he's genuinely unhappy with something, as much as Husk would rather if Angel told him how he's feeling, he sometimes can't...he can only dissappear and it will scare Husk sometimes. Not only that, sometimes he feels unreal or like everything around him is unreal... and that is really scary. (DPDR)

🕸Angel deals with rapid mood swings sometimes without a clear reason. He'll start crying without giving a reason, and then a couple hours later, he'll feel completely fine.

🕸⚠️Angel is scared everyone is out to get him, that everyone hates him, and will try to hurt him. Even after he learns to trust Husk, he'll push him away when at his most vulnerable state of mind. During panic attacks or when he's feeling overwhelmed, he knows Husk won't hurt him, but his body doesn't seem to know that, so he'll tell Husk to leave him alone.

🕸⚠️He's scared Husk will abandon him...

🕸⚠️Angel will sometimes hurt himself when he's upset. (Pulling his hair, biting his arm, hitting himself.)

🕸Angel will crawl into bed with Husk when he's scared at night and doesn't want to talk about it.

🕸⚠️Too often, Angel will lie and tell everyone he's okay until it all comes crashing down in the worst ways possible.

🕸Fat nuggets was his first caregiver, and he's still the best caregiver ever.

🕸Cherri has also learned a thing or two while helping Angel. She's really good at helping him calm down and cheering him up.

🕸Little Angel loves Cherri and misses her when she's not around.

🕸He loves it most when he and Husk are cuddling. Nothing makes him feel safer.

🕸Husk is really good at making Angel safe, even if the cat doesn't really believe that.

Husker the caregiver

Husk isn't really a caregiver according to the test, but he chose to be Angel's caregiver anyway because he cares so deeply for him.

He uses caregiving as his way to protect Angel because he can't help but feel protective of him. He drives himself crazy worrying about him constantly.

♥️He cares so much for Angel. He feels a need to protect him and keep him safe at all times!

♣️Husk knows that Angel will throw tantrums and cause problems just so that Husk will pay attention to him. He's currently trying to teach Angel that acting up is not how he gets attention. He needs to ask for it. (Of course, this is a hard lesson to teach because when Angel is upset and acting up on purpose, he can't just ignore him. He doesn't want Angel to think he won't love him just because he doesn't listen or because he has big emotions. That would be wrong!)

♦️Husk will let Angel pet him in order to get the spider to calm down. He'll also sometimes lay on Angel's chest and purr to help Angel with stress and anxiety like a weighted blanket. (Big or little, he's happy to help Angel relax).

♠️Husk is a strict caregiver. He has to be with Angel. Some days are worse than others, sometimes it seems Angel will have to be in a time out or have to write lines every single time he's little, because he'd act out to test Husk's limits. But no matter what Angel throws at him, he never gives up on trying to help him.

♥️Husk does not like peppa pig. He finds it incredibly annoying, but he will watch it if Angel is good or is having a bad day. (Or if Angel begs him enough...because Husk is a bit of a sucker.)

♠️Husk is really good with kids, actually. He's very calm and good with staying calm under pressure, and he's good at listening to them and relating to them.

♦️Husk will often sing to Angel to calm him down or to get him to relax at night. It's the best way to get Angel calm, and he personally loves singing. (His favorite stuff to sing is old Russian lullabies. (Please send recommendations, lol))

♣️Husk worries that he's doing everything wrong and will often turn to Charlie or Vaggie for help and advice.

♥️Angel gives Husk a lot of credit for making him feel accepted and giving him more confidence in his real authentic self... but Angel does the same thing for him. Angel makes him feel wanted and cared about and loved just as much. Angel is his home.

♠️Husk is very respectful of Angel and his boundaries. If Angel tells him he doesn't want to be touched, doesn't want a bath, or doesn't want help getting changed, Husk does not argue with him. He will find a better way to help Angel, which makes him feel more comfortable. Nothing matters more to him. . . Even if sometimes little Angel doesn't always understand that concept himself and will grab him or pull on his fur ... it's a work in progress.

♦️Husk will sing russian songs to Angel and will sometimes speak Russian to him...and Angel actually likes it...but understands none of it whatsoever.

♠️Husk doesn't always know how to help Angel... he's never dealt with anything like Angel has. He does as much research as possible... but it doesn't always help.

❤️Fat nuggets have learned how to take care of Angel and will subtly help Husk too by gesturing to what Angel needs or handing Husk Angel's pacifier instead of just handing it to Angel himself.

Nicknames!

♦️Husk usually calls Angel by his name. But kiddo, malish, little one, and small fry are all things Husk will call him to be more affectionate towards him. He's very careful not to use words that may trigger him, and if he's worried about it- he'll just say it in Russian since Angel can't understand him anyway.

💖Angel calls Husk: "Kitty" when he's regressed. And sometimes "Husky" if he's lucky.

He also calls Charlie ChiChi.

🦌 Alastor will call little Angel: Small one, Bambino, Spiderling, and Araignée

💜Vaggie will sometimes call little angel: "Buddy" "Squirt" "Kiddo" and "Gremlin"

❤️Charlie will call little Angel: "Spiderling" "sweetie," "Darling," "Honey," "Stitch," and "Piglet."

⚙️ Pentious will normally just call Angel by his name too, but he'll also call Angel: "Spider" "small one" or "spiderling."

🩸Niffty calls little Angel: "Little Spider" or just Angel

Tags!

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[detectivebambam]

use this ask to dump all of ur andrew headcanons if u so choose <3 (biting him biting him biting him)

AAAA I LOVE YOU

putting a tw now bc idk what i might get into with him

he was a really shy little kid, but the people he bonded with (john, a special victims agent from Cali, especially) he was very excitable around. he reminds me of Ducky from The Land Before Time

(a little nsfw bc of course) he has superr sensitive skin. all it takes is Neil running his fingers up and down his thighs and calling him pretty for him to lose it

^ praise kink 😋

likes to cuddle but it feels so unsafe that he only does it with Neil. eventually he grows comfortable enough with Kevin, and even Aaron, to steal their laps (and maybe even take a nap)

i took the designated nap time from the EC and ran with it. boy loves his naps. he wakes up, eats breakfast, naps, goes to practice, takes a shower, naps, eats dinner, goes to bed

chubby tummy! i don't think he's overweight per se? but all that ice cream and negative cardio means big muscles and a soft tummy

he has ARFID and BPD. i see so much of me in him, and also, everything in the books and EC that leads me to believe these things

he bonks his head against people he likes to show affection. Wymack's arm gets severely bruised 😔✊

there was a post somewhere about Andrew being deaf in one ear from the car accident. it might've been from my friend @broken-heart-raven-queen ? or @bisexual-chaos-demon but I'm not positive. i know i reblogged it. anyway, i am deaf in one ear too, so i decided it was canon 😌

smokes weed in the off season because it helps calm him down, and makes him forget some stuff

another nsfw: he whines when he bottoms, idc

a lot of people like to foster kids for free house and child care, so i imagine he's very good with kids, a fairly decent cook, clean and lrganized? etc

he's the younger twin by 14 minutes

has epilepsy from a head injury as a child

fav animal: toads and sharks. fav color: blue. fav food: strawberries

[hellcat8908]

Saving Him Jason Todd x Reader

You waited anxiously for Jason to turn up at your apartment. He had been busy for the last few days tracking down scarecrow with Bruce and Dick. They finally caught up with him and he was now behind bars. Jason always came by after he finished up missions, especially ones that lasted days. You were curled up on te couch counting the minutes. Jason finally stepped into the apartment and tossed his bag of gear off to the side. You walked over to him, looking him over for any visible injuries. Once you were close enough you notice how rough he looks, like he hasn't been sleeping or eating. You wrap your arms around him, "glad you're finally home." You tell him. "Me too." he mutters in response as he quickly breaks your embrace.

You don't let the hurt show as you take a step back. "I'm gonna grab a quick shower." He states before heading towards the bathroom. "Ok." You say even though he doesn't wait for your response. You can easily read his mindset after all the time you've spent together. You know his mind is lost in darkness, and if you're not careful, it will stay there. You make your way to the bedroom and change into jeans and a t-shirt while Jason showers. You grab your black and red riding boots out of the closet and put them on. As you finish pulling your hair back into a braid, Jason steps into the room. He makes his way to his half of the closet and puts on his riding gear. He grabs his helmet and watches as you move to grab yours. "What are you doing?" He asks as you put on your jacket. "I'm going with you." You answer casually.

"No you're not. I'm just going for a quick ride I'll be back in a little bit." He tells you. "Yes I am, because either I go with you or you don't go." You tell him flatly. "Y/n, you are staying here. I want to be alone." He states as he stares at you. "I understand you want to be alone, but I also know you're trying to escape the demons that haunt your mind. I'm not letting you go alone. Look we don't have to talk and I won't harass you like I normally do. The only way you'll know I'm there is my hands on your waist." You tell him in a definitive tone. You pick up your helmet and gloves, "so are we going or staying?" You ask, letting him decide. "Fine, going but I don't want to talk." He says as he rolls his eyes and makes his way outside, you following behind him.

He straddles his bike and helps you on. You hold onto his waist as he pulls out of the driveway. Soon your helmet is filled with songs from his playlist. You keep your word and stay quiet just holding onto him, hoping it's enough to keep him grounded. As the buildings of gotham pass in a blur you feel the tension leaving his body. You smile a little while holding him a little tighter as he speeds up. You know he'd never intentionally put you in harms way, that being the main reason for forcing him to bring you. It was your own way of saving him from himself. You settle into the movements of Jason and the bike, allowing you to clear your head as well.

The coms kick on in your helmet as Jason's voice interrupts the music, "ice cream?" Is all he asks. "Yes." Is all you answer. He pulls into the ice cream shop you had your fist date at. You can't help but smile at the memory as you take your helmet off. He helps you off the bike and follows you inside. You order birthday cake I've cream with sprinkles and Jason gets cookie dough. You sit in the same corner booth as you always do. You eat in comfortable silence not wanting to push conversation.

"I knew the night of our first date that you were going to be special." He says, breaking the silence. "There was just something about you that I was drawn to." Your cheeks turn soft pink at his sweet confession. "Honeslty, I didn't want that night to end." You admit. "I was crazy about you even then." You tell him with a soft smile. He sneaks a bite of your ice cream before you can stop him. You laugh and try to steal some of his, but he blocks your attempt without any problems. You're glad to see this side of him returned as you eat another spoonful of yours. Jason gives you a genuine smile, "Thank you for coming with me." You know what he is really thanking you for, but you just tell him, "anytime, babe."

[eldritch-spouse]

Berles heat must be hectic, given how he acts on a day to day basis

He's also one of the siblings who takes suppressants. Mostly for work, not exactly due to appearances.

He wouldn't mind going around overheated and horny in his own establishment, it's just that Berle stops being able to work minimally, and that's no fun.

He's still kind of a workaholic enough to show up in pre-heat stages and very hornily cast unsubtle glances at several of his clients.

Berle actually likes spending his heats at his establishment when he can, getting in the freezer with his ice cream monsters and going at them until he can't take anymore.

The glutton has a superb resistance to the cold compared to most other demons, but even then, spending more than a few hours there isn't healthy, so he stocks up on cold-resistant magic products.

Although Berle would usually exhibit a drive to nest, he's too distracted with constant food and sex to care after the initial stages. The youngest had it easy, considering he can actually sate his urges and relax during a period that is mostly horrendously chaotic and miserable to most monsters. After all, with the flavor slimes around he gets near-infinite food, tons of sex, and constant intimacy. He's spoiled rotten, so long as he doesn't venture into the open areas of the Sabbath.

Berle's first heat spent with you is hectic indeed, mostly because he doesn't remember the last time he spent his rut actually enamored with someone. What happens is that he'll simply latch onto you like a blubbering baby and try to wrap himself around you like a ferret. You have to constantly keep his face at bay so he doesn't take a chunk out of you like he does to his monsters, but nothing will halt his insistent licking.

Berle isn't very scary during his heats, but he's extremely demanding and will whine loud enough to rattle the Rings if you don't give him enough love. You should be more worried over dehydration than anything else.

Oh, and bites. He's a lot more prone to love bites than all other other gluttons here.

[doggobreebree]

Caregiver!Obey Me X Little!Mc

The prompt: They are your caregiver. (You are gender-neutral)

∘₊✧──Luficer──✧₊∘ ~ He is very strict with the rules he set up for you; making you go to bed on time, making sure you eat and drink water, not letting you eat sweets before bed, etc. ~ He will take time off of his schedule to make sure you are happy and taken care of. ~ When he is working he will set up coloring books, puzzles, and toys for you to play with so he can work. ~ Doesn't let his brothers know that he will cuddle with you until you fall asleep while in and even sometimes out of little space to make you feel small.

∘₊✧──Mammon──✧₊∘ ~ He would spoil you with everything you wanted as long as it wasn't too much Grimm, even stealing small things for you. He would even buy some small things for himself without telling you or his brothers. ~ He would take you out for ice cream and a day to the park and any demon that would look at you weirdly, he would try to scare them off without you noticing. ~ He would help you annoy Luficer while he is working and get away with it for the most part since you are in little space, but sometimes he gets in trouble for it, but never in front of you. ~ He would get you head pats and hugs as often as he can without making you uncomfortable since he wants to show love but only when you two are alone. He doesn't want his brothers to know how much he cares about you. ∘₊✧──Leviathan──✧₊∘ ~ He would let you sit in his lap as you two watch kid-friendly anime shows way past your bedtime inside your pillow blanket fort the two of you. He would even let you pick the anime from the list, even if he didn't like it that much. ~ He would print out game and anime coloring sheets for the two of you to color while listening to anime music. If he got done before you he would let you watch him play Minecraft or Frogger while you finish coloring. ~ He would preorder different stuffies and onesies for you and him as well as any new good kids' books that come out. ~ He would play dress up with you all the time and didn't care if he had to wear a dress since it made you happy. He also will drink angel milk with you before bed.

∘₊✧──Satan──✧₊∘ ~ When the two of you are alone he will let you curse in little space all you want but won't curse himself. If the two of you are around his brothers he won't let you curse at all. ~ He gives you cat stuffies, coloring books, toys, and even ears to wear. He even lets you bite on his arm. He even puts on the cat ears when you ask him to. ~Just to make his brother Lucifer mad, he lets you eat ice cream before dinner unless he is the one cooling that night. ~ When he takes you out, he holds your hand and stays very close to you, getting you small things you want and taking you to cat cafes and petting zoos. ∘₊✧──Asmodeus──✧₊∘ ~ He would play dress up with you but unlike Levi, you two would put on a ridiculous amount of jewelry and he would do your make-up. You two would go out like this and even if people stared at the two of you, he would tell you it's okay, they are just jelly, making you giggle. ~ He would brush your hair and give you a bath with a pretty bath boom, candles, music, and toys while he plays kid shows from his D.D.D. ~ If you started crying he would hug you softly and start to hum lightly to try to calm you down. He would then wrap you in a blanket, give you some ice cream, and give you your favorite stuffed animal, talking to you as if he were your stuffie and moving him as if it was alive to try to cheer you up. ~ He would be the one to design your paci with glitter and charms on it. ∘₊✧──Beelzebub and Belphegor──✧₊∘ ~ Beelzebub would make you food that you wanted and would even share some of his food with you. He would make sure your bottle/sippy was full and that you ate and drank water every day. ~ Beelzebub would carry you on his back everywhere the three of you went as well as give you hours back rides around his and Belphie's room. ~ Belphie and Beelzebub cuddle you every chance they get, you have normal nap times and Belphie loves watching kid shows with you and loves watching you play games with Beelzebub. ~ Belphie is the one that normally wakes up to your nightmares and helps you calm down by singing you a song and Beel wakes up and joins him, sending you straight to sleep again. They try to make sure you sleep and eat well. Should I do Diavolo, Barbatos, Simeon, and Solomon next?

[ignify-caligo]

[COD HEADCANONS]

note: current time is 5:45 am and I have been stewing these like possessed in my doc. Its been a while since I wrote that efficiently and I’m quite surprised with myself. Hope you enjoy!

Besides the obvious reasons for Price to use “muppet” so frequently whenever someone (looking @ u Soap) creates a mess - there’s another reason that’s more obscure intel. Namely, a little old hag of a Yorkie named accordingly; Muppet. A scraggly-looking thing that screams “ankle biter and lady of destruction” for miles, this little missy was Price’s earliest friend, practically joined by the hip from birth. All the shenanigans he and Muppet went through are certainly not on the same level as those his current bunch of muppets (read: all of 141) get themselves to. 

Ghost has a quite high sense of smell, which in turn makes it quick for him to get overwhelmed. Especially with artificially created ones, such as chocolate on various products (ex. plushies, markers etc.). He despises artificial chocolate scent with a passion. 

Gromsko is the type to wear long Adidas socks with sandals, a total polish “Janusz”. 

Out of all the 141 members in the group chat, Ghost is the most likely to correct even the slightest grammar mistake. There’s a daily occurrence of “ *you’re” whenever someone simply writes “youre” in a hurry. 

Another thing about Ghost in the group chat is his unlimited hatred for system emojis that auto-fill themselves, he tries to type in “:)” for some dramatic flare to his threat against Soap and he ends up one sec from going ballistic at his phone because it won’t corporate with him.

Nikolai unironically listens to soviet-era military music while working on his chopper or anything else. Gives that 100+ energy boost he needs to work. 

The 141 HQ kitchen has a Bluetooth radio (sweetly nicknamed “Bluey” by Roach) that anyone can connect to whenever they sit in the kitchen doing something. The usual user tho is Soap, even though he isn’t cooking/baking himself in the kitchen. He simply became the Radio Gremlin that the others (especially Price because he has a personal beef with that “electrical device from hell” as he so nicely calls it) accept. Soap surprisingly keeps it PG whenever he steals the radio but his street-racing mind sometimes forgets to disconnect. 

Que situations like this whenever Soap wants to listen to music before bedtime; 

Soap turns on the music: 

What comes from the kitchen, full blast: 4 BIG GUYS AND THEY GRAB ON MY - 

Price from the other side of HQ: BLOODY FUCKING DEMONS! 

When it comes to listening to music before going to sleep, the only person not to do so is Price himself. All the others (read: Ghost, Soap, Gaz and Roach) are religious practitioners of this little ritual, tho their taste in music varies somewhat. Ghost is a fan of rock/metal while both Soap and Gaz lean towards the pop genre - lastly, Roach loves violin covers of popular songs. The lyrics otherwise distract him from falling asleep and the sound of the violin soothes his racing thoughts. 

Between Alejandro and Rudy, the 141 feels safer with Rudy as the designated driver. Alejandro is the type to go way past the speed limit, windows open wide with Gasolina by Daddy Yankee blasting on full volume 

Gaz hates Alejandro as the driver because his motion sickness from youth comes back with an enormous thirst for vengeance 

König grew rapidly quickly for his age, which resulted in stretch marks across his back and legs. They add to his social anxiety and make him self-conscious whenever he’s forced to strip. 

Soap would sell his entire squad for a cookies & cream tub of ice cream. Whatever brand it may be, he loves cookies & cream. Roach is a firm believer in any Ben & Jerry’s ice cream - he worships cinnamon bun flavor like a god. He also adores the freshness of mint chocolate chips tho he prefers them in a cafe when store-bought. Ghost isn’t quite enamored by ice cream tho, the reason is that he gets freeze-brain easily - he will steal small bites from the nearest person to him nonetheless. 

Graves is allergic to cats - which seems to be quite the mutual feeling from them against him. 

Nikolai may not seem like it but his an excellent chef when it comes to “homely” cuisine. His specialty is a family secret recipe for blinis that the 141 sometimes will have the opportunity to sample whenever he comes by. Roach together with Soap tried to recreate the masterpiece but managed to set the fire alarm off because they forgot they were heating up the pan.

[beesleyh]

Jason Todd Headcanons;

if you'll have my jason todd headcanons,

he headbutts people as a sign of affection. it's gentle, most of the time. quick, easy, and he can keep the distance between him and the person he's chosen to bother big.

he loves to throw his weight around now that he's big. since he became clifford the big red dog, he's decided to make it everyone's problem. are you trying to drag him somewhere? great, he'll go limp and drag his feet to make it more difficult. is damian being a brat? just lay on the demon child; crush the poor thing.

he usually laughs quietly, but he snorts when he laughs too hard/loudly. the snort is a rare but adorable laugh you can pull from him.

the corners of his eyes crinkle up when he smiles.

when he's nervous or stressed, and a napkin is near, he'll tear it up. it lets his hands be busy.

milk before cereal. it's a principle in life, not just a choice. he likes to say he does it to piss dick off (and sometimes he does), but he also got the habit from when he had to make sure he didn't waste food.

he bites into popsicles and icecream. no, he does not get brain freeze. he'll eat his ice cream as fast as he wants, thank you.

[ruhorih4ra]

╰⁠(⁠ ⁠･⁠ ⁠ᗜ⁠ ⁠･⁠ ⁠)⁠➝ Part. 6

I have a feeling I just reused a scene from another of my ffs, that's because my brain it's lazy af JASJAJ please feign dementia for me ༼⁠;⁠´⁠༎ຶ⁠ ⁠۝ ⁠༎ຶ⁠༽

Get out of my way 🌈

“Hmm! You've to try this, it's delicious!” Beelzebub looked at you with an expression you couldn't read. Was it yearn? affection? Love? A mix of all? “Why are you looking at me like that?” You kept eating the giant dessert.

It was an exuberant one, the demon lord’s castle made of different kinds of ice cream, just for the two of you.

“Here.” Beel lifted your chin and wiped some ice cream from the corner of your lips, he licked it happily. “You're right! It's delicious!” You blushed almost instantly, not a cute soft blush but something more violent and clearly noticeable.

“I must look like a tomato.” Beelzebub laughed and closed his eyes for a brief fraction of time, tilting his head as if trying to see the similarities.

You didn't know how or when, but he was already by your side. Next thing you knew, Beel was kissing you. His lips were soft and sweet against yours. It felt so real, the smell of candy mixed with something sweeter that you couldn’t pinpoint “No. I would say you taste like cherry.”

Sometimes memories come back in the form of dreams. This was the case, you knew it was a dream but it had happened. Your heart ached knowing that your little oasis was ending.

“Mc, let's do this again! I love eating with you, I love you!” He smiled and you felt at peace, you had the ridiculous idea that maybe you could trap this moment in a bottle.

“Promise me we will.” As soon as you tried to control it, the dream began to fade. This wasn't part of what had happened, at that moment, you hadn't had the need for a promise.

“Beelzebub, promise!” The urge you felt to hear those words was absurd, even more since you knew it was a dream. But you needed it, desperately, you wanted to live that false reality.

You didn't want to remember how Beel started going to eat with Sc instead of you. How he would bring you food as a consolation prize.

“Promise me, please!!” You felt tears streaming down your face, were they real? Beelzebub’s face started to blur and his voice sounded far away. “Mc, don't cry, I prom-”

You woke up gasping for air, you felt sweaty and restless. There was a prominent and growing feeling of hunger. You hadn't eaten anything since breakfast, the fight with Lucifer had sent you straight to your room.

Even if they had offered you something before, you couldn't have eaten it. Now things were different, you felt so hungry that it was actually painful.

“It's quite late, they must be asleep by now, Right? You! Go and check!!” “Why me?! I just got here!!” You took the Little D. of Wrath from one of his horns. “Do it, NOW!” The mirror cracked and your eyes glowed with a furious neon green. “At your orders, MC!!”

While the Little D. went to check, the other little demons looked at you from some distance, clearly gossiping about your bad attitude and mood swings. “The coast is clear!” You immediately went to the kitchen, your stomach roaring quite similar to Beelzebub's.

You opened the fridge, taking the first edible thing that caught your eye. “Delicious. Finally, some good fucking food.” “That's just a piece of cheese, human.”

You took a neatly prepared plate, it was protected with plastic and a note that said: "To Mc, we are sorry. Please eat something." You fell to your knees, removing the plastic and eating with your hands.

The need to consume grew with each bite you took. The more you thought about the brothers… “Don't be disgusting, use a fork.” “No.” It was delicious, you recognized the flavors of your favorite dish. It brought tears to your eyes, but also an incredible great feeling of sadness.

“They think they can apologize with a simple act of care.” You sobbed, discarding the plate and taking a pie instead. The pie had a note attached “Property of Satan. Beel, don't eat it or else...” “Screw you, Satan.” You saw a single elegantly decorated pink muffin. It tasted wonderful. “Hmm, fumckium Amsmo!”

Comically, a glowing poison apple appeared in front of you, you could have sworn a choir of angels was heard. “Okay, okay, I get it. Divine punishment, but yeah I can't eat this, it would literally kill me.” “I'll take it.” You shrugged, whatever to piss Lucifer off. “Okay.”

You saw Sc's baked bread, it looked really good but your stomach had already arrived to its limit. “I think I'll pass.” “Give it to me!!” “Finee!” You passed the bread to the Little D. of Gluttony and... wait, what?

You turned to see the Little D. so fast your neck actually ached. The tiny demon was raiding the fridge, whistling happily.

Your jaw was hanging, surprise clearly written on your face. “No, no, no!! The last one arrived just some hours ago! Why are YOU here!?!” “Don't blame us for your sins!!” “No, no, no. This is bad, absolutely bad.”

There were already four of them, the story didn't mention the time but you had a hunch they hadn't shown so soon.

Not even two days had passed since it all started! “Stop!! You're going to empty the fridge!!” “I'm still hungry!!” You bit your lips, panic taking a hold on you. Without much determination and more resignation, you sat on the floor. “What am I going to do now?!?”

A single tear rolled down your face, you were tired, anxious, worried and alone. Your head fell into your hands as you shook it. “God, I took care of your grown up children, please take care of me too!”

“Hahaha, You're so funny, Mc.” Your heart stopped for a moment. That voice, a calming yet alarming voice. Swallowing, very slowly, you lifted your head from your hands. Your eyes following the voice until they landed on a wide smile.

“Hi, a pleasure to finally meet you! Well, we had already met... But now you can actually see me!!” You blinked twice, painfully slow. “Hahaha, oh please forgive me! I'll start again.”

The beautiful lady in front of you smiled and offered you a hand.

“Hello, I'm Lilith!”

Pt. 8! ಠ⁠‿⁠ಠ

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