#belphegor x m!reader

[l3viat8an]

Nsfw more of my biting kink but with the little shit- Belphie 𓃾 !!!

Belphie biting you when you’ve been ‘misbehaving’ (you’ve been paying more attention to his brothers ‘n the others, then you have to him) and he wants…no, needs to leave his marks all over you.

It’s such a great way to remind everyone that you belong to him.

Also the type of little shit to loudly ask where the marks he left on your neck the night before went…..with everybody around just to watch you turn red and glare at him. (He loves it:))

And!!!! And!!! Belphie biting you when he wants to tease you~

Especially when he isn’t giving you, what you really want in bed.

Taking his sweet time to tease you by nipping at your skin here and there, mostly across your chest and neck. watching as you buck your hips against his….enjoying the little whines falling from your lips as you beg him for more, well, anything really! You just need more!!! and Belphie’s being a fuckin’ tease! His only response being to bite harder into your skin making you cry out his name even louder <3

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

I really love you're writing💞

I would really like to ask a request(if you don't mind,I hope you don't,everyone's been ignoring me😭)Obey me brothers reacting to a Mileena Mc from Mortal Kombat.If you don't know Mileena than It's ok.

Obey me brothers reacting to a maneater or femme fatale Mc with her playful,blood thirsty and powerhungry personality.

I hope I didn't bother you.Have a nice day,Ty🥰

Mileena Reader | Yandere Obey Me!

To say you're eccentric is an understatement. You brandish your sai(s) with ease, when you're not wearing the uniform your wearing your typical tight-fitting assassin attire. You often keep a mask on your face only ever revealing it when you feel your getting too attached:

“You scared of me, boys?”

Lucifer

“I’m sure you’d like it if I was.”

He’s genuinely worried 

Not about his brothers about you

He sees you often put up this act of confidence gained by scaring others or tricking them

In the rare moments he sees you, the real you, he wants the moment to last forever

“(Y/n) I love you for you.”

“Even with a face like this?”

“Especially with a face like this.”

“You’re a fool, then I could eat you alive if I willed it.”

“I’d let you.”

“Pftt whatever.”

He knows you put up a front and he doesn’t mind

But he wants the real you

So he kind of backs you up even when your crossing lines left and right

“Ahhhh Lucifer that human transfer actually tried to cut me!”

“I see.”

“Are you going to do something!” 

“It means she likes you…don’t get too cozy though.”

“Oh, Maaaammmoooonn?”

“Ahhhhhh.”

Mammon

“I-I am not!”

He’s certainly not lying

But he is the first to go from running from you to shyly turning on his back for you

Scary and loving are closer than you’d think for the avatar of greed

He knows you play him like a fiddle

Changing your playful voice to something warmer when you cuddle into him

Before switching back to your playful side again

“Now come on Mammon don’t you want this amulet? It's worth what again?”

“I-its priceless! A-a fashion time-piece that is going to sell for thousands no millions.”

“Then. Come. And. Get. It.”

“B-but you p-put it in your–next to your–”

“Are you rejecting my offer?”

“No! I’m coming!”

He’s the puppy you love to chase around and pulling on his leash is a part of the fun

Even when you reveal your face he’s not as phased as you’d hope

“Eh, I’ve seen worse.”

Take that as you will but he’s fighting anyone with something to say

“Oi. Don’t you dare talk about my human! If you do it’ll cost you.”

Leviathan

“Y-yes b-but will you do that voice of that character I like?”

Similar to Mammon you scare him and make him feel amazing

Somehow you show up in his room when he’s locked the door

Laying in his tub/bed when he goes to end the day

But he loves it more than he’d like to admit when you do step on him

Or tease him

You remind of a character from a battle game he plays

A Scarleena from Immortal Combat

“I’ve never heard of such a thing…are you enamored by her?”

“Well duh, I wouldn’t have bought her limited edition figurine model if I wasn’t.”

“Then do you like her more than me?”

“Uh-uh n-n-no. Y-your hands–ack–t-touching me!”

“Good. I was starting to think you would have hated me. Won’t you show me how much you care?”

“O-okay! Y-yes!”

He’s not as reliant on you as Mammon but he still relays how he feels about you when you play

“You look just like that character!”

“Levi.”

“Sorry, b-but I still think you are pretty…for a real-life, anyway.”

“Ara ara and I thought you were only into 2-D?”

*blushing fiercely* “W-well I can make an exception…only cause it's you.”

Satan

“Hardly.”

He’s intrigued by you

He’s not on the run from you but he certainly doesn’t understand you at first

You are his newest investigation

“So you're interested in knowing about me?”

“Yes. Any siblings?”

“Ugh yes, but I’d sooner kill her than see her again.”

“Well, we might have more in common than I originally thought.”

He’s right your help in his pranks against his brother is greatly appreciated

And he finds himself smitten when he sees you past your playful power-hungry actions

“(Y/n)...did you truly think I’d no longer be interested in you after seeing your face?”

“It’s not a bizarre thought, for you.”

“Then you must not know me well enough, dear.”

“Oh? Are you doubting that I know who I’m speaking to?”

“No. I’m doubting how thoroughly you investigated. Especially with a subject as willing as I.”

“Then don’t mind if I do.”

“Go ahead. I promise to be gentle.”

Asmodeus

“Oya? I’ll be really scared if you pin me now!” 

So dramatic it almost throws you off 

But on the best of days you both keep each other on your toes

“Promiscuous as always, Asmodeus?”

“You know it, darling! Now about showing me what’s under that mask…”

“Didn’t I tell you? I’d eat you if you saw.”

“But that’s exactly what I want!”

“I think there's been a misunderstanding.”

Now unlike the others who either don’t care or don’t mind Asmodeus does

“Oh…oh…my that is awfully….gnarly.”

“See. Now that you’ve seen I will–”

“Now hold on, don’t misunderstand you will always be pretty because it's you….but we need to figure out how kissing is going to work…hmm.”

“I see no reason to discuss something so pointless.”

“Nonsense, it should probably be fine if we stole the pair from that one model…it’d be convenient for the upcoming make-up launch.”

“Violence?”

“Yup!”

Beelzebub

*Munch Munch* “Huh? Did you say something?’

The answer is no

You can threaten him all you like or try to seduce him but he’s not budging 

“You’d do best not to hold me if you don’t want to have a chunk eaten off of you!”

“If that's what it takes to make you eat then so be it.”

“Stubborn, I’ll tolerate it if you can defeat me.”

“You want to fight? Fine but you have to eat first it's not healthy to do lots of exerting yourself without eating.”

“Grrrrr I’ll gut you for your incompetence!”

*Shifts to demon form* “If you're going to refuse me I will use force.”

You two don’t really get on the same level on your own 

Someone (Belphegor) has to mediate so you can clear up the misunderstanding

Its a wonder how you two still end up clashing at least on your end anyway

No one knows if he’s really seeing you or just putting his own thoughts on you

“So that's why you weren’t eating around me. Don’t do that again, I was worried.”

“Worried? For me? Best be careful your sentimentality may lead to your doom.”

“If it's really embarrassing for you we can eat away from everyone, I’m sure Lucifer won’t mind.”

“Are you deaf?”

“Nope but if you do have a taste for demons we can take a trip to the slums.”

Belphegor

“Only as scared as you are of me.”

“That would be none.”

“Good.”

You so easily affirm his dislike for humans

But more than he likes to admit he enjoys it every time

And so he fights with himself about what it is he likes about fighting you

The actual fighting or you

It turns out to be the latter as he finds himself waking with anger when you're antagonizing some other demon

“Don’t do that again.”

“What? Leave your side when you slumber? What am I? Your teddy bear?”

“Heh might as well be with how much I think about you.”

“What’s that? Are you admitting a surrender to your teddy bear?”

“Hah never!” 

To the naked eye, your relationship makes no sense 

but it doesn’t matter 

not to him at least

All that matters is that when he sleeps that your in arms-length

“From this point on, you're my human. *Yawn* So no picking fights without me.”

“And who are you to demand this of me?”

“Your demon Belphegor.”

[sparkbeast20]

Seeing M!MC with facial hair

Summary: You forgot to shave and frankly you don't care. Now the others get to see you with facial hair.

This is the Demon Brothers version, if you like to see with the "Dateables" feel free to ask :D

Note: This is my first time making a headcanon with an male!mc in mind so I might get some things wrong.

Lucifer

The first time Lucifer saw you is with a five o' clock shadow when he was getting his morning coffee.

He ask why you have it and you were blunt and say you were just lazy. (He blames Belphie's influences on you)

When he ask you to shave. You said no, and if he keeps telling you you'll refuse to do so. (Again thanks Belphie)

So the past two weeks your five o' clock shadow grow into a beard.

Though during the first week you try and nuzzle your face on to Lucifer's cheek when you got the chance just to tease him.

He said it's a like rubbing his face on a itchy blanket.

Eventually he stopped telling you to shave, on which it kinda makes you want to shave now.

Though Lucifer does say you look handsome with a beard, causing you to blush upon hearing that from him.

He smirk but he does mean it.

He even suggest that he'll love to give it a trim and even style it. (From a distance Asmo's heart shuttered)

Mammon

Was put off at first.

He was so uses to seeing your smooth babyface and upon seeing your five o' shadow making you look more mature and hot. But pretend that you didn't hear the last part.

when you two are alone, he loves when you snuggle with your on the crook of his neck and he can feel your whiskers rubbing against his skin.

He was glad that there wasn't a rule at RAD against having beards. He kinda convince you to grow it out a bit longer.

You agree since you can't say no to your first man.

By the end of the week you grow a beard and Mammon love seeing it.

Since he did trim it so, it has this style. Though he had to fight Asmo about the style.

He was thinking of doing some couple pics with you.

Of course they were job theme.

This almost convince him on growing one himself.

Leviathan

Was put off at first.

Like why seeing you with a beard is so off putting?

Maybe because he wasn't uses to seeing characters with no beard and that beards is a sight of maturity/aging.

Though he eventually gets over that.

He was at awe when he saw day by day your facial hair grew into a beard.

He subconsciously start looking into anime characters with beards and start to appreciate them more.

When kissing you, he was taken aback by feeling the beard.

When laying in bed or tub, he loves running his finger down your face and feeling your beard.

But all things had come to an end when you two realize how hard to maintain a beard.

He's not Asmo.

Satan

Facial hair isn't new to Satan, since he met with some of his connection who has beards.

But seeing you with "Whiskers" at first was surprising at first.

But when you let it go, just to defy Lucifer which he support.

He start to like seeing you with facial hair.

More so it kinda makes you look more mature than you already are.

One time you and he were at the park feed the stray cats. You took a sit by the bench.

He turn to you, and find to cats on your lap and shoulder while you were asleep.

One cat start playing with your beard.

He took a chance to take a pic and eventually get the cats off you.

When you suggest that you want to shave off the beard.

He'll gladly help you out, even though you know how to.

Asmodeus

Hates it.

It more so reminds him about you are aging and eventually- No he doesn't even want to time about it.

Plus it removes your youthful look.

You can't blame him, but you do however send some cold glares at his way.

His excuses it gives you a rough look, which he help to connect to a dirty look.

But you made him rethink this point of view when you shown him hot actors who rock the beard and five o' clock shadow.

Plus you shown him that these days humans made having a beard as an art form where they can style beards.

Soon he learn to appreciate facial hair.

Maybe developing a taste for "DILFs"

His favorite part of you having a beard is that he get to help you trim and shave it.

It turns out it's like cutting your significate other's hair. It's a fun healthy bonding experience.

Beelzebub

Barely notice it, he just said something along "Did you cut your hair" comment and kept on eating.

Two days later, you gave him a special cake you bought when you saw it on sell.

He smile and thank you before capturing in his arms hugging. He felt your O' clock shadow around his neck and cheek and it tickles him.

Soon he saw your facial grew into a beard.

He was worried about food getting stuck in it.

And he watch as some did get caught on your beard, bread crumbs, a bit of sauce and sees your beard getting wet with the soup you were having that one time at lunch.

As much he like you having a beard, he suggest you shaving it.

You genuinely don't have a problem, you understood and at best he was right. It was hard to eat with a beard.

Belphegor

He tease you when he notice you grew a five o' clock shadow.

And when you two are alone and start feeling it and said the he like how it feels. Even going so far is to start scratching it and loves the sound it makes.

And in fact you too. No wonder there are ASMR with just the sound of fingers scratching beards.

When your Shadow grew into a beard, Belphie can't get enough how it feel.

It kinda reminds him of his tail.

Often he lays on top of you with his head turned to you his side of his face is next to your jaw.

He frown the whole time you shaved it off.

Why? Well, it was getting too long to maintain and manage, and more so it was hot to have on your face.

Belphie tried to guilt trip you but you ain't falling for it.

Eventually he dropped in and is just satisfied feeling your smooth face again.

But he does mutters that if you grew it out again, he'll be staying in your room.

Note: I wanted to change up Asmo's part. I don't like the idea he "Always" like what MC has. He does always learn to like and even love it. Plus he would be the character is a bit nervous seeing a beard on MC since in some people having a beard is a sign of maturity and age. And we all know that Asmo don't like aging especially when it comes with the reminder of MC being a human and mortal.

If there’s grammar or spelling error, please let me know and don’t be shy to leave a comment or reblogging with cute tags. I just love to see you guys thoughts on this :3

[chrollogy]

THE ACT OF SPITE

— satan x f! reader MC feat. lucifer

syn: The Avatar of Wrath knows just what would infuriate the prideful demon the most—that is, fucking you against the door to Lucifer’s secret office, all while he’s inside it.

18+ MDNI; nsfw, smut, exhibitionism, semi-public sex (inside the HoL library), unprotected sex, creampie, masturbation (m), horny luci, satan being a lil shit to lucifer, pet name (darling), not proofread.

word count: 1.9k

notes: divider: cafekitsune. hello! this is a repost. this fic was previously posted on my old deactivated account so i’m not plagiarising anyone. enjoy :>

this was wrong. sinful. lewd. hell, those words were far beyond what you and satan were doing right this very moment—there weren’t any words to describe how naughty your actions were but with every single thrust of the fourth-born’s hips, those thoughts of hesitancy slowly slipped from your mind. buried with the surge of lust clouding your thoughts as satan’s pace didn’t let up, not even once. his hips pushing into your own with such drive, and desperation that your lower back painfully digs further into the edges of the shelves.

that’s right. you were inside the library, most importantly, your back flush against the door to lucifer’s secret office—satan made sure of it. the worst part wasn’t even having sex in the library, it was the fact that you two were doing it right outside lucifer’s private study while he’s inside. oh, satan has seen the way his eldest brother looks at you with intent. the way lucifer’s scarlet eyes hungrily trace your figure with each opportunity he gets, not even trying to hide the fact that he’s practically eye-fucking you. satan still remembers the swirling storm inside him, the anger that bubbled at the pit of his stomach from the way his older brother eyed you. now, he just can’t help but remind lucifer who you belonged to.

the soft ember glow from the fireplace cast the side of satan’s handsome face, sweat glimmering from the fire, painting the colours of the sunset upon his fair skin—golden hair that stuck to his forehead tinged with streaks of reds and oranges; emerald irises full of lust mixed with a scarlet hue, his features fading into an angry red. wrath. you were sure that’s what he was feeling, he always did. your nails dug into the fabric of his shoulders, legs wrapped around his slender waist tightening with every jolt of your body. “s-satan—ah!” you moaned, heated and desperate just how he liked it. the corner of his mouth tugged upward, satan was sure that your erotic sounds were loud enough to reach the other side of the door. enough to disrupt lucifer from his work.

satan bit his lip from the way you felt around him, your warm walls hugging his cock so tightly, so deliciously that it made his emerald eyes roll to the back of his head. he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer with how you squeezed him, and that was fine but he needed to make the most of it—he needed you to be louder. satan’s nails painfully dug into the edge of the bookshelf, heavy balls slapping your ass with every thrust of his hips. arousal dripped down to his balls, creating wet noises that filled your ears—a white ring forming at the base of his cock. fuck, it was naughty. the vast library was filled with your’s and satan’s sounds mixed with wet squelches, and the crackling of fire. you didn’t need to worry about being caught by the other brothers; belphegor was up in the attic, fast asleep, and leviathan was having a TSL marathon while the rest of them had gone out, leaving satan and lucifer down here.

thud. thud. thud. the door to lucifer’s secret office cried from satan’s unwavering pace. inside the private study, a blanket of blush covered lucifer’s face, cheeks heating up from the obvious activity happening outside the room. he didn’t know whether to curse his younger brother for vexing him like this, or to feel flustered at the lewd noises coming from your throat—the way you cry out satan’s name every now and then with such desperation, such passion that he almost wished it was his name rolling off your tongue. that he was the one making you feel pleasured. lucifer’s free hand curled into a fist, the papers beneath his palm crinkling at the movement. the tent in his pants grew with every sound you made, erotic images of you clouding his mind; imagining the way your brows furrow in pleasure, lips parted, completely lost in lust.

lucifer’s heart pounded against his chest, the half-done report before him sprawled on his desk, already forgotten. “satan. . what will i do with you. . ?” his voice was quiet but it seethed with fury. he knew his younger brother disliked him but not to the extent of fucking you right outside his private study. lucifer didn’t exactly know what satan gained from . . this but he wasn’t surprised with how territorial his brother was. especially when it came to you. the thuds of the door mixed with your heated moans engulfed lucifer’s ears. he didn’t even notice his eyes were closed—relishing in your sounds—until he snapped them open, startled from the wooden ink pen breaking in half from the tight grip.

dropping the broken pen on the desk, he leaned back into his chair, placing a forearm atop his closed eyes while the other rested on his thigh. it tingled. his palm tingled against his clothed thigh, as if urging him to do something about the growing problem at the apex of his legs—urging him to relieve himself with the help of your sounds. it wouldn’t hurt anyone, right? merely fisting himself at the thought of you wasn’t going to be the most sinful thing he’s done. lucifer had already committed the gravest sin of his life, it led to his downfall. this is nothing.

back in the library, your soft moans didn’t satisfy satan, he needed more from you. removing his hands from the shelf behind you, satan snaked them down to your ass, palms flat against the heated bare skin. a string of loud moans and curses left your parted lips as he bounced you on his cock. “o-oh my—fuck . .! aah! just like that, satan!” “y-yeah? you like that?” satan’s lips ghosted over your own before sealing you into a kiss. the kiss was messy, spit coating the corners of your mouths, teeth clashing—he chased your parted lips with every bounce of your body. satan made sure not to swallow your whimpers down, he needed lucifer to hear how good he was making you feel. he needed lucifer to know that he’s the only one who can make you moan like this.

your eyes rolled to the back of your head, bottom lip trapped between your teeth from pure bliss. the slight change in angle enabled his cock to reach much deeper into you, allowing you to feel every ridge when you clenched around him. satan’s cock had a slight curve to it, and the way it repeatedly hit your cervix over and over again made it more pleasurable—sending electrifying shocks up your spine. goosebumps formed under the fourth-born’s lips as he pressed open-mouthed kisses along your jaw, and down the side of your sweaty neck—sucking and biting at the supple skin, leaving a hues of dark red and purple. satan marvelled at the masterpiece peppered on your skin before licking a long, flat stripe up your neck and nibbling at the lobe of your ear.

he didn’t shy away from groaning directly into your ear, harsh pants escaping his parted lips, mixed with broken, endless praises. satan knew the effect his voice had on you, especially when he sung praises to you—he didn’t miss the way you squeezed around him with every praise muttered into your ear. he cursed at the pleasure, a heated gasp and a desperate whisper of your name coming from him. this spurred him on, harshly bouncing you on his cock with all his strength—you swear he’s about to leave handprints on your ass with how hard he’s gripping them.

it was getting too much, you could feel the coil deep in your stomach beginning to unravel. your body grew limp from pleasure, simply leaning onto satan’s front and letting him have his way with you. all you could really do was cry out his name and run your nails down his clothed back. satan groaned, relishing at the way your moans travelled straight to his ear—specs of white slowly clouded his vision, and his fingers dug into the supple flesh of your ass. he was close. “s-satan—ngh! fuck fuck fuck! ‘m cumming!” broken shallow pants left your lips. holding his emerald gaze, lids heavy with lust, “that’s it—haah! let go for me, my darling.” satan breathed out, knees buckling from pleasure. he was close too.

leaning against the other side of the door was lucifer, pants unbuttoned, and pulled down just enough to take his cock out. his wrist between was between his teeth to muffle moans as he fisted his cock to your sounds. it was heavenly, even the angels up at the celestial realm couldn’t compare to the way your voice sounded. he let out harsh breaths, each one shaky from how his fingers curled around his hard cock. lucifer teased the sensitive slit with his thumb, knees almost giving in from the immense pleasure. with his back against the door, he could hear things much better—the skin slapping, the wet noises, the heated gasps, all of it. how lewd but lucifer didn’t care, he had one thing in mind: cumming. he sped up the pace, synching it with your shallow pants and hoping to reach his orgasm the same time as you.

both of you sung in unison, cries of pleasure filling the entire library as you reached your orgasm. your legs tightened around satan’s waist, every muscle in your body turning taut as shocks of hot, white pleasure ran throughout your body, making your toes curl. satan let out one last cry of your name before sheathing his cock deep inside you and letting go—thick ribbons of white shamelessly painting your insides as he came. he rode out both your orgasms by giving you shallow thrusts, fucking his cum deeper, and earning a small whimper from you.

lucifer couldn’t believe himself—he came to the sound of you desperately moaning his younger brother’s name. white, hot liquid dripped coated his digits and down to his wrist; chest heaving up and down, attempting to catch his breath. lucifer stayed that way for a while, leaning against the door to try and compose himself as his head spun with pleasure. his lust-clouded mind soon cleared, pleasure that coursed through his body faded into fury. he was seething with rage—enough for satan to smell the scent of wrath. his brother dared to disrespect his private space, not only that but also by performing such a brazen act.

he knew. lucifer knew this was just to spite him, that was part of satan’s personality—to defy, and vex him. it was fine, he handled everything satan threw his way but using you? oh, that’s a whole different story. lucifer felt like satan has got him wrapped around his finger with how he practically jumped at the opportunity to fist himself to your sounds. it mocked him—putting him in his place, and letting him know that he was never going to experience the pleasure of being inside you because you were satan’s.

satan smirked into the kiss as he caught a whiff of the familiar smell that emanated from the other side of the door—the smell of wrath. the essence that he was more than familiar with; the essence that embodied his very own existence. pulling away from the kiss, his emerald eyes traced your features, giving your sweaty forehead a chaste kiss, “you did so well.” satan breathed, eyes glimmering with adoration. you didn’t miss the hint of mischief behind it, though.

but before you could reply, satan parted his lips to speak once again, a smug look on his handsome face,

“isn’t that right, lucifer?”

[pookie-mulder]

My Holy Grail Fics

After the past several months of reading TXF fic, here are some of my ultimate faves so far! I’d love to know what your holy grail fics are, as well. This fandom is full of incredibly talented writers!

(Also, if have any recommendations of fics you think I’d like, send them my way!)

The Boy on the Beach by @cecilysass

I read this entire thing yesterday. Ooh boy was it a page-turner! Time travel in fiction can get dicey, but this one handles it so well. I love how the time travel plot forced M&S to confront themselves and their pasts in order to better understand each other and move forward in their relationship.

Gaslight by @sisterspooky1013

This one should come as no surprise to you. It’s rare that a fic consumes my every waking thought and I spend every free second reading as much as possible, and boy, this fic delivered. I’m such a sucker for stories like this one where the character(s) don’t know if they can trust their own minds and have to really dig deep inside themselves to find the truth.

Pause by @cecilysass

Similar concept to Gaslight as far as the amnesia goes, but totally different vibes! I love the dramatic irony of the reader putting together the pieces before Scully does. It’s agonizing in the best way!

Fall Into Place series by @skelavender

My favorite WIP fic! I look forward to reading the newest installment every Friday. I adore the slowburn, UST, teetering-on-the-edge-of-something-more MSR, and LT is the master of it! This series is filled with heart-squeezy moments that make me feel like I’m melting into a puddle of goo.

X-File #02291996 by @skelavender and @7crowsinadress

Time loop my beloved! Such an interesting (and 🔥🔥🔥) take on this trope. I can’t wait to see where it goes!

Arizona Highways by Fialka

I’m always down for an Emily AU, and this one has such a compelling, angsty twist and an air of mystery that forced me to keep reading late into the night!

Tempest by MissyPennington

I love a good survival story! There’s something so delicious about two people leaning on each other both physically and emotionally to keep going. The follow-ups are incredible, too!

All That Is Dark and Bright by @malibusunset-xf-blog

Amazing Emily AU! Dad!Mulder is my weakness. Plus, I love the way they figured out how to treat her illness. It really felt like something that would happen in canon.

I’ve Got You Under My Skin by cuits

Beautiful soulmate AU! Only M&S could have literal, undeniable proof they’re soulmates and still overthink their relationship to a ridiculous level. And I ate it up! Give me the angst! The drama! The tension!

Emily AU by skuls

Last Emily AU, I swear! This series melts your heart in the first installment, crushes it to pieces in the second one, and then makes everything better in the finale.

Update 7/16/24

Here’s some more!

Blinded by White Light by @dashakay

Omens by lepusarticus

Heuvelmans’ On the Track by The_Mythopoedic

Finding Rokovoko by prufrockslove

Belphegor’s Prime by prufrockslove

[white-sinner]

Seven brothers and their boyfriends

Sevent born belphegor x Merman male reader

Smut

this is set in a previous student exchange program where humans were not yet included

💜🖤💜🖤💜🖤💜🖤💜🖤💜🖤💜🖤💜

you two would be one of the most unusual couples in all of devildom… but Belphegor didn't care he was fine with you and if the other low demons said otherwise for him they could go and die with their organs eaten by Cerberus

when you two first met it was when Lucifer introduced him, Belphegor doesn't give a damn about you which will change going forward

what happened to Belphegor to be intrigued by you? you were reading a book on astronomy while Belphegor had come to sleep on the sofa when he saw you reading so he asked you why did you read about astronomy since it was not in the RAD curriculum so you told him that when you were in your world almost every evening you went to look at the stars on the surface and you've been doing it since you were little you were always very intrigued by the light that the stars emanated from the fine sky to the depths of the sea where you lived

so Belphegor decided to listen to you on your astronomy talks finding your voice attractive and so you two had started conversing on the subject and that wasn't the last time on the contrary most of the times he was the one to come looking for you (when was not busy sleeping)

the brothers were amazed at how you two had become so close since so many were scared of him

one evening you had invited Belphie into your world to admire the stars while Belphegor was sitting on the rocks you jumped into the Water transforming you making your legs turn into a tail and making your ears pointy, Belphegor could not look at you for the embarrassment of having you near him totally with bare chest, he already had problems hiding the blush when you talked about astronomy now he felt like dying

no one knew he was in love with you the only one who knew his feelings was Beel who gave advice to him on how to woo you

when he confessed he did it while you were cuddling him to take a nap

you two are one of the most feared couples in the RAD no one and I mean NO ONE dared to prank, use or even approach you for fear of Belphie

Your dates usually took place with the two of you stargazing together or sleeping together

when Belphie took a nap with you and you had to get up Belphie would transform into her demon form and weave his tail around your body so you wouldn't get up

you liked to bring Belphie into your world to swim with him while you were in your mearman form and hold his hand while

one thing Belphie loved was when you used your voice to sing him a lullaby

once it happened that a low demon collided with you making you fall and he didn't apologize this infuriated Belphegor and let's say that demon was never seen again

when you two argued Belphie never apologized in fact it was always you or it was beel who apologized for him

SMUT

i see belphie as a pillow prince so the sex with him was very sweet he tried to cover her moans in the pillow he loved it when you complimented him with your merman voice

“mmm~”

“bravo Belphie so good for me”

Belphie lifted his head off the pillow

“M/n please h-harder”

so you fulfilled his request like a good boyfriend and you fucked him so hard that he from the pleasure turned into his demon form while his mouth could no longer contain his moans as your cock went quickly in and out of him and finally you cum inside him as your cum slides between his thighs

[btdemaru]

hi could you do the obey me characters reaction to like a male mc with long hair/piercings and is just really into like goth/mallgoth type fashion/makeup/music in general?

Obey me! Brothers X M!Goth reader

Note : idk much about this style/fashion so please i apologize if it's not correct! I tried doing alot of research of what the style looks like tho

Warnings : -

🖤 Lucifer

Would love your style alot, i like to think that he'd love to match with you from time to time. And will be intrigued to see your piercings, even perhaps asking to see it up close or touch it.

He loves every goth style that you choose and will not question you and no matter what part of the style you prefer.

Lucifer does listen to the music you play and sometimes would ask if he can join in or share headphones/airpods (ykwim).

If you do your makeup, he'd secretly glances at you from his desk. Probably trying to be subtle too 😭

💛 Mammon

Will swoon. Will be lovestruck. Will be in awe. Mams in LOVE.

of course this mf wouldn't show it (it's obvious though). Would ask alot of question like your color palette or why you like this style and basically just loves to hear you talk about it.

He doesn't mind metal/dark music and is open to listening to the playlist you have or even the one you made for him!

If you try to get him going to the cemetery or basically doing some scary stuff like even going to a so called 'haunted house' or a scary escape room it'll be a huge no no for him, even if he did go mams wouldn't be much help as he'll only be loud.

Will try to do your eyeliner (if you wear) or eye shadow but fails miserably making your face look all bad and messy makeup everywhere.

💙 Leviathan

He wouldn't mind, not big on it but he doesn't judge or hate it. Will let you do your thing, he doesn't know much about it so he'll ask you a few things to cure his curiosity.

Doesn't really listen to the music you do but isn't opposed to trying, turns out he actually does like ot after playing a song or two.

If you have a tongue piercing he'll zone out while staring at it. Totally not thinking about you using it on hi-

💚 Satan

We all know he likes to read, so when you walked in the room he's already analyzing your style all the way back from the first originated in the '80s following the punk subculture of the '70s.

Compliments you from your hair to piercings to makeup and clothes or even your boots.

I dont think Satan really listens to music but he does like to write/read and literature generally so maybe dark poems are things you guys can do.

man probably can't stop looking at you and would buy you jewelry or matching silver rings.

🩷 Asmodeus

Literature isn't really his thing but probably watches and admires you while you're doing it.

Will try matching you clothes with his own color palette and asks your opinion on it.

Asmo thinks you're hot. Definitely. 100%.

He's the type to bring you bouquet of black or red roses (whatever you prefer really), or even do your hair

Feel free to do his hair in return or putting your style of makeup on him, he'll take alot of pictures and posts it with the caption that you did the makeup.

Music? Yes. Listens to any music you play if he's in the mood he'd even asked for a a little makeout

🧡 Beelzebub

He doesn't mind it tbh, since i like to think that his twin also has a similar style.

50/50 on the music, he prefers pop punk but open to any music genres you exposed him to.

Would ask if you could do his eyeliner. (He moves alot) so you practically have to do it again and again for it to match so it's not lopsided.

Beel still loves you no matter what style you wear or what you do/listen to.

🩵 Belphegor

DING DING DING. love at first sight.

Belphie always asked you to dress him up or pick his clothes jusy cause he's too lazy to do it himself 💀.

Blasts music together while he just lays there like a dead person while you do your makeup/hair

Would always crawl to your lap whenever you're doing literature or writing about some gruesome poems he'll be there just deep asleep.

Doesn't really bother to go to those creepy dark places unless you're the one carrying him.

Would fiddle with some of your piercings if it doesn't hurt you.

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Again im so sorry if there's a mistake i did about goth styles while writing this.

[writteninlunarlight-years]

Hi~! I was wondering if I can request a scenario for Mammon, Asmo and Belphie where the reader is on the curvier side and is very insecure about it? If you’re able to that’s great! Thank you so much~! 😊

My first scenario request~

I will be honest: I do not fully know the difference between this and a story, but I will try my best! I hope you like it!

This is definitely borderline NSFW, so Minors is back away now. 18+ Only

Obey Me! Mammon, Asmodeus, Belphegor X Curvy! Reader

~~~~~ MAMMON ~~~~~

You were standing in Mammon's room getting dressed for the gala tonight. Mammon had bought a custom-made gold dress for you to match him with his newly freed Goldie. The only problem was he chose a very revealing dress that showed off your curves more than you desired. Looking at yourself in the revealing dress, you noticed your breasts pushing out, your love handles sucking in the sides of the dress, and most of all, when you turned around, you could just barely see the crescents of your ass hanging out. You knew Mammon liked to show off, but this seemed a bit too much. You did one final look over as you put on the 'M' necklace that Mammon had gotten you. Suddenly self-conscious about your body, you went to his closet and grabbed one of his fur jackets. It didn't offer much help covering your bottom half, but it at least covered your top half.

You went downstairs, where Mammon was waiting in his black and gold suit. He turned to look at you, confused, "My treasure, it's summer in the devildom right now. You're telling me you are cold?" You looked down at yourself and then at him with a small smile. "Why yes, you did choose quite the scandalous outfit." You laughed nervously as Mammon closed in on you. When you were within arm's reach, Mammon removed your jacket and noticed your immediate discomfort. Mammon sighed before scooping you up and walking back up to his room. Mammon placed you down on his bed and told you to sit still. Watching him intently, you saw Mammon rearrange the room so that his mirror was facing the bed. Once done, Mammon helped you up and then sat behind you. You saw the exact reflection in the mirror in this stupid gold dress only moments ago. The only difference this time is you were situated between Mammon's open thighs.

"Now look at yourself for me and look at each place on you I talk about as I go down the list of why you are the most gorgeous person to exist." You blushed deeply as Mammon reached up and caressed your head. "Your hair is a beautiful (H/C), so lovely to touch and pull." Mammon's hands moved above your eyes, "Your (E/C) is so vibrant and alluring." Next came your cheeks and lips, "Your round cheeks and pretty pouty lips are so kissable." Soon, you felt Mammon's hands land on your chest, "Your chest is so full and inviting, could sleep right here on them, no questions asked." You felt his soft touch grace your sides and then firmly grip your love handles. "Now, these are for me to hold on to while I have fun with you." As you went to retort back, you felt him grab your ass hard. "And this your pretty ass is for me to stare at while you walk around." You blushed darker, panting slightly at his firmness. Mammon gently rotated you in his lap so you faced him. You placed your hands on his shoulders to try and stabilize yourself. As you breathed out, Mammon pulled you closer, having you straddle his lap. "To hell with the gala treasure, I'll enjoy you right now." Oh, and enjoy you, he did.

~~~~~ ASMODEUS ~~~~~

Asmodeus had roped you in to help him with another fashion show. You don't know how you allowed this to happen. Initially, it was supposed to be you two watching together, but in classic drama fashion, someone got sick, and Asmodeus signed you up to be the new model. As you were being dressed, you heard a sigh from behind you. You turned as much as you could in the awkward angle you were in for fitting to see Asmodeus standing there admiring you. "My peach you are so beautiful, this outfit makes you look like a goddess." You laughed at the silly comment, bringing your attention back to the mirror you were in front of. You took in your whole appearance as the stylist finished the last alterations. You were in a beautiful light pink gown that was just sheer enough that you could imagine what was underneath. The top of the dress was left a little covered as your large breasts were practically spilling out. The slit on the side was high, exposing your thick thighs and the pretty black heels you were in. Your hair was done just right, with subtle pink makeup effects on your face. You turned to look at Asmodeus once more.

"What do you think lover?" Asmodeus smiled, coming towards you and spinning you around. The motion caused the dress to flair slightly and show more of your body to him. Asmodeus closed in on you slowly, closing your eyes, ready for whatever he was planning to do with you. A sudden cleared throat caused you two to separate. You were escorted to the lineup while Asmodeus was taken to the audience. Soon, the lights dimmed, and only the runway was lit as you and the other models showcased the collection. As you went out, it was clear that other demons weren't expecting a plus-sized model to be with the others. You held your head up and kept strutting. Mentally preparing to hear negative whispers, you were surprised by the number of wolf whistles and awe-struck faces you saw. Maybe bigger girls weren't ordinary in the devildom. As you finished your walk, the designer asked you to step out with him again as he closed the ceremony since you were the most liked model. Walking out with him, you felt an arm wrapped around your waist. You looked at the demon in question with displeasure, ready to reem him in front of others for touching you this way, when ,suddenly a pink flash darted past you.

Screams echoed in the hall, followed by more loud noises, and before you knew it, your arm was being dragged by Asmodeus in his demon form. You stared at him in shock as he kept leading you around until he found a private room for you two. Once locked in, he turned to look at you, observing to ensure you were okay. Once content, he slowly started returning to his usual self. "What was that all about Asmo? I could have handled it." He just sighed before pulling you into him. "I know you could have, but just because I am the embodiment of lust doesn't mean I will let others touch what is mine." You blushed deeply; when Asmodeus pulled away, he looked you over again. In the heat of the chaos, your dress tore a bit, leaving your legs a lot more exposed, and your top was close to busting. Asmodeus smirked before getting close to your ear. "You know, why don't I show all these demons who really owns you." You were well-marked and claimed when you finally returned to the House of Lamentation.

~~~~~ BELPHEGOR ~~~~~

It had been a long day, and you were ready to retire for the night. As you approached your room, you passed the staircase leading up to Belphie's hiding place. You walked into your room and changed into the cow pjs you had gotten yourself a few days ago. Putting them on, you realize you may have gotten the wrong size. The shorts were so short and rode up your butt quite a lot, whereas the top was turned more into a crop top by your breasts. Wrapping yourself in a blanket and grabbing your pillow, you went to Belphie's spot. As you entered, you found the sleepy man snuggled up with his blankets and pillows. Slowly, you tiptoed into the room and made yourself comfy beside him with your blanket. Slowly starting to drift off you felt Belphie wrap you up in his arms.

You woke up to a loud bang and a mumbled voice. As you opened your eyes, you saw Belphie sitting on the opposite side of the room with a deep red blush. You sat up on your knees, facing Belphie with your head tilted. "What's wrong, my dear? Did you have another bad dream?" As you spoke, it didn't go unnoticed, Belphie's wondering eyes on your body. "N-No, I just didn't expect you to be there and dressed like that." You looked down and pouted slightly, you bought it to impress him what does he mean dressed like that. Belphie noticed your expression before waving his hands around and speaking, "No its not like that I like it I might like it to much I just normally you wear pants and a big t-shirt not that revealing stuff." You laughed gently, standing up and slowly walking over to Belhpie, his eyes bouncing between your chest and thighs. As you reached him, you squatted down to his level, looking into his eyes. "You really like it?"

Belphie noddedd gently before he reached out and pushed some hair behind your ear. You giggled and grabbed his hand, standing you two up and returning to your blanket pillow fort. As you reached your spot and bent over to rearrange some things that had been moved, you felt Belphie's hand caress you. You gasped slightly, standing and turning to face him. Your face was painted in a dark red blush as you saw Belphie slowly move in on you. Before you knew it, you were down on the makeshift bed Belphie on top of you. "You know cows are my favorite animal, and you just so happen to have these beautiful mounds that need milking." You nodded once, eyes never leaving his. "I-I'd like that, Belphie." He smirked. He may have been a sleepy man, but once you got him riled up, he was like a bull in heat before he went back to bed.

[lou-struck]

Operation: Stay Away Cupid Pt. 2

OM Brothers & Datables x reader pt.2 

Featuring Special parts with Lucifer, Mammon, and Leviathan.

Part 2

Part 1

Part 3

Solomon's Prank has the Brothers worried, But they still don't want to tell you about the danger you are in. So they plan to still take out out as planned.

Tagging- @chaoticotaku, @nicksworld0715 , @ikevampharem, @ppichippi , @rabba-vee, @alexisjustheree, @scienceisfornerds, @rustybucketofghosts

"I don't know about you guys, But 'm' gonna go and keep watch over Mc," Mammon blurts, taking off in a sprint through the gates of RAD.

With a wave of his hand, Lucifer creates a barrier in front of his younger brother, the Avatar of Greed crashes into the red wall nose-first with a thud sending his sunglasses flying onto the pavement. "Mammon, Can't you be patient for once in your life?" he sighs, rubbing his temples in irritation.

Mammon tentatively touches his nose, wincing at the pain from the impact. "Oi, what's the big idea? If I don't get there, that thing will take away MY human."

Satan glares daggers at Mammon as he steps forward, "MC belongs to all of us, and If you go in there acting as stupid as you normally do, you're going to scare them."

"Precisely, we don't even know if this is a legitimate threat," Lucifer says with a frown. "So what we should do for now is make sure we go about our Valentine's plans with MC as normal and keep a watchful eye out for the signs Solomon told us about."

"So what are we supposed to do if something does happen, Lucifer?" Beel asks softly, wringing his hands together. "I don't want Mc to fall in love with someone else."

"Beel's right," Asmodeus whines linking arms with the eldest brother, "If anything, I should be the one to stay with Mc today; if they get hit with one of Cupid's arrows, at least they would have the pleasure of falling even more in love with me."

"Absolutely not, "Leviathan hisses, glaring up at the Avatar of Lust with an angry orange glare. "I am way more prepared. There's this anime called Protecting my Crush From Getting Hit by A Vengeful Love God's Arrows, and I have binged it four times."

"But that's just some Lame Anime," Mammon says, springing to his feet. "This is real life. Let me Protect them."

"No, it should be me." Satan bickers, his green eyes alight with emotion.

He puffs out his chest defiantly. "But I'm their first. I-"

"Don't make me laugh," Belphegor says, flicking Mammon on the forehead harshly, "you can't even protect yourself."

Lucifer watches as his six other brothers argue amongst themselves about who is the most fit to protect you from Cupid. He winces at the migraine that is already forming from their shouting. "Quiet down, all of you." He growls lowly, his power shaking the ground beneath their feet. "I have told you all the plan, which came directly from Lord Diavolo. Everyone else is on board already. So shut up, take your turn, and if anyone allows any harm to come to Mc, I will make sure you are suspended upside down into the next millennia."

The vein on his handsome forehead looks like it's about to burst in irritation as he waits for one of his brothers to argue back. But any objections they have, have died on the tip of their tongues as they begin to walk back towards the House of Lamination, where you are eagerly waiting to give them their valentines chocolates.

~

The House of Lamination is quiet, too quiet.

You were able to take everyone's custom-made valentines chocolates out of their special hiding place without any of the brothers finding you in the process. And although You know you are about to spend special time with everybody today, you can't help but feel a bit lonely right now.

Do you want her throughout the massive house trying to find someone to spend some time with.

Lucifer's study? Empty.

The kitchen? Empty.

The library? Empty.

You search the whole house and can't find anyone.

"Did they forget what day it is today?" You mumble, peering into Leviathan's empty room. The Otaku's gaming chair looks quite strange without him sitting in it. You wave at little Henry 2.0 and toss a small treat into his fish bowl. The goldfish swims happily in circles as he takes the pellet in his mouth, his big pleading eyes looking up at you, begging for another treat.

You sigh and glance behind you to make sure Levi isn't there to watch you overfeed his pet before tossing another one into the bowl. This time he takes the pellet and disappears into the little castle you bought him from a theme park in the human world to enjoy it in solitude.

It's then you hear the front door to the mansion burst open; your ears prick up, and you rush to the entryway to see who just got home.

You were expecting to see one, maybe two, of the brothers, so it was a bit of a shock to see all seven of them coming through the door.

"You all went to hang out together without me?" you pout, stepping into the room and crossing your arms in faux disappointment.  

"There ya are, Mc," Mammon says, rushing forward towards you, A look of worry on his features. "Are you feelin' alright?"

You blink at him confusedly, "Of course I am," you answer, forgetting your ruse entirely. "Why wouldn't I be?"

He starts to open his mouth only to be grabbed by the stuff of his leather jacket by Satan, who rolls his eyes at his older brother and sends you a smile. "Don't listen to him, Mc; we just are happy to see you. Happy Valentines Day."

"Yeah, he's just being stupid, Doll," Asmodeus purrs, wrapping his arms around you; Breathing in, you can smell the sweet florals of his cologne as he hugs you tightly. "Are you excited for our little date today?"

You nod, "I am; I am really excited to give you guys your chocolates today, too; I picked them out special."

Pink flushes the brother's cheeks at your words, and Beel licks his lips at the mention of special chocolates.

Lucifer clears his throat and stares at his brothers with a look you can't quite place. "Well then, Now that everyone is home, they can prepare for their dates with Mc." the underlying threat in his words makes his brothers go their separate ways, leaving you alone with the Avatar of Pride.

"They really don't need to do anything crazy," you say, watching them scatter. 

Lucifer chuckles, and you see him scan the entryway looking for something. "They just want to make Valentine's Day special for you." he says thoughtfully, "I suppose things are a bit different down here than in the Human world."

"You got that right." you laugh, thinking back to Valentine's Day when you were younger. "You guys have the flowers and chocolates, but you don't have those Cheesy Cards, Hallmark Movies, and no Cupid decorations."

His head picks up a bit at the mention of Cupid. "What was that third one?" he presses, his proximity seemingly forcing the answer out of you.

"Oh, Cupid?" you ask, tilting your head, "He's kinda like the Valentine's day mascot; it's a little winged baby that goes around shooting people with magic arrows that makes them fall in love with the first person they see."

"Interesting," he says "have you ever seen one before?"

You shake your head, "Only in movies; that kind of magic doesn't exist in the human world."

"So, these winged babies don't exist?" he frowns; for some reason, you see his brow twitch the way it does when he reads Mammon's Credit Card bill.

You laugh and shake your head, "Definitely not."

"Interesting." he hums, letting his features relax. With a smirk, he takes your hand, his Crimson gaze staring into yours affectionately. "Well then, I suppose I am up first. Give me a moment to prepare and stop by my room."

*Below are the First Three Dates; there isnt too much plot below, just romantic valentines day fluff and a bit of Cupid Panic from a few of the Brothers.

Lucifer~

You nervously fidget with the ribbon on Lucifer’s chocolate box as you approach his room. 

These chocolates from the human world are something the Avatar of Pride has never had before. And you’re a bit worried he may not like it.

Tentatively you knock on the door; Your nerves make the sound feel rather small against the thick wood. And you wonder if you should knock again.

But then the door opens, and Lucifer’s devilishly handsome face looks delighted to see you as he scans your frame.

“What’s with that face? You’re not nervous, are you?. He croons. 

“Just a bit,” you say softly, stepping into the room. Your honesty makes his features soften as he shuts the door behind you. 

“Come on now, you’re with me; there is no need to feel nervous,” he says, holding out a bouquet of roses for you. “A gift; I have a feeling you’ll be getting sick of chocolate today.”

“Thank you, Lucifer, these are for you,” you smile, breathing in the sweet aroma of the roses. You set them holding out the box. The bright red ribbon matches his eyes perfectly, and you can’t help but feel proud of your pick.

He carefully unravels the ribbon and opens the box. The bourbon-filled chocolates you bought for him seem to glow under the candlelight, the faint aroma of cocoa fills the air. “These look wonderful; I have never had anything like this.”

“There is some Burbon from the human world in the filling,” You explain, “you won’t feel anything, but it adds to the taste. I thought you’d like it.”

He raises one to his lips and takes a bite of it. The chocolate shell splinters and some of the filling falls into his mouth. “It’s delicious,” his eyes light up at the rich taste, and he holds out the other piece. “you must try this one.”

Opening your mouth, you let him feed it to you. The taste is heavenly, but you are more distracted by the way your bottom lip tinges from his gentle touch, even as he pulls away and fixes his gaze on the other side of the room.

“Let’s have some Music, shall we?” he says, taking a record out from his collection and placing it on the player; as it begins to spin, you recognize the tune from the human world. The smooth sounds of Frank Sinatra fill the room as he holds out a hand for you to take, “will you dance with me?”

You take it with a smile, “that’s pretty romantic of you, Luci,” you tease as he twirls you around.

“Would you expect anything less from me,” he asks, raising a brow and pulling you into his embrace. His elegant form swaying to the beat as you placed your head on his chest. 

“Never,” you murmur, feeling his arm wrap around the small of your back. The romantic ambiance of this moment makes you feel as if you are the lead in one of those black-and-white romance movies.

Wouldn’t you want to spend the rest of the night like this?” he murmurs into your ear.

“Tempting,” you hum, listening to the steady sound of his heartbeat. It pairs with the music beautifully, making you feel as if the two of you are dancing in the sky. “But that wouldn’t be very fair.

He chuckles lowly, letting his arm wrap around your waist, pulling you even closer, “When it comes to you, my dear, I don’t want to play fair. I’d prefer to keep you all to myself.”

You smile and gaze up at his handsome features, “that’s the Demon in you, I guess.”

He laughs again and gently kisses your forehead. “Happy Valentines Day, My Love.”

Mammon~

Until this morning, Mammon had been talking nonstop about how excited he was for your date to the Shadow Races; the magic horse races frequented by many in the Devildom's High Society.

But now, he seems more nervous than anything. His steps are small, and his eyes seem to keep darting back and forth anxiously as if he is looking for something.

"Mammon?" you ask gently, reaching down and taking hold of his hand that can't seem to stop shaking. "Is something wrong?"

He gives you a wobbly smile and tightens his grip on your hand. "It's nothing," he breathes, "just not feelin' too lucky today."

You little out a little giggle and press a soft kiss to his cheek. "The Great Mammon not feeling lucky? It can't be."

He laughs, and you see his frame looks a bit less tense. "There ya go again, Mc, makin' me feel all special. Yer such a good Human."

You beam at his words and see the rows of bleachers off in the distance. "Wow," you exclaim, looking at the massive turnout, "Who would've thought there would be so many Demons at the races today?"

Still holding your hand, Mammon stops in his tracks and stares at the crowd. "Too many people..." he mummers lowly, looking at you with glassy eyes.

"Are you feeling alright? You look sick?"

Shaking his head, he smiles at you, less convincing than the last. "Just thinkin' I should give ya yer gift before we get in there."

You don't really buy his excuse, but his hesitance probably has something to do with an unpaid debt from someone at the racetrack. "You got me something?"

He puffs his chest out proudly. "I did," He says, flashing you a grin of pearly whites. And taking a single Envelope out of his jacket pocket." Check it out."

You open the seal on the envelope to reveal not one but two golden slips of paper. Reading the printed text, you make out the letters W-O-N-K-A. 

"A-are these real?" you ask, staring up at the Demon in front of you. "The Wonka Factory is real?"

"Course it is," Mammon says, "I wanted to give you something special for Valentine's Day, so I worked overtime to get us some tickets."

I love it; thank you so much, Mammon. I can't wait to go with you.

His face flushes a deep red, and he looks down at the ground. D-did ya get somethin for me?"

"Don't worry, I could never forget My First," you smile, taking his gift out of your bag. His eyes light up when he sees the golden wrapper, and he opens it carefully, revealing the chocolate bar with edible gold flakes embedded inside of it.

"This is so cool," he smiles, peering closely at the gold. "Thank ya, Mc. You know me better than anyone."

In his excitement, he leans in to kiss you, only to stop, staring off into the distance in horror. You feel something fly past your wind, and Mammon begins to panic. 

"We gotta go," he says, taking your arms and dragging you in the opposite direction of the gust. 

"Wait, Mammon? What's going on?" you ask, feeling more concerned for the DemonDemon than yourself. Whoever he is in debt to must be really getting to him.

 "I can't lose ya like this," he mumbles, scooping you up and holding you close to his chest as he hops the fence to the race track and sprints past the bleachers. 

His powerful speed overcomes the horses that are currently racing on the track as he carries you away from whoever it was that was scaring him.

He doesn't let you down until the two of you are inside the gates of the House of Lamination.

"What was that about?" you ask as he catches his breath.

 "Jus… just.. Saw some witches," he says convincingly, "nothin to worry about. Now, Let's spend some time together, just the two of us." he winks, still hunched over. And your unsuspecting laughter fills the room.

Leviathan~

“This place is so cool; you’re going to love it, MC,” Levi says, following the directions on his DDD to the location of your Valentines Day date.

“I’m sure I will, Levi.” you chirp back. After your strange afternoon of running around with Mammon, sitting down at a cafe will be a nice change of pace.

“Okay, we’re here!” The purple hair demon says, gesturing to the completely empty café in front of you. Peering through the windows, you don’t even see an employee inside. “ Levi, are you sure this place is open? I don’t see anyone inside.“

He grins ear to ear, “ I know, that’s the best part. This place is ran by magic. There’s no employees. So when I order some thing, I don’t actually have to worry about talking to anyone.”

“Wait? Really?” You ask, pushing open the glass doors, “It looks like we have the place to ourselves then.”

“Yeah, isn’t it great? We don’t have to worry about any Normies interrupting us.” He says, practically skipping over to a cozy corner booth. And mumbling some thing else about you not being able to look at other people.

“What was that?” you ask, leaning in a bit closer to him

“N-nothing, forget i said anything.” He says quickly, Waving his hands. “ hey, let’s get a milkshake; my chatroom says they’re really good here.

“Really, which kind should we get?” You ask, staring down at the menu. The dozens of delicious looking treats catch your eye.

“Hmmm, We could try the devil cherry one” Levi says, pointing at a monstrous shake near the top of the menu.

“The one that comes in the TSL souvenir cup?" you tease.

He blushes and looks down at the menu shyly. “It’s limited edition.” he mumbles.

You comfortingly place your hand atop his own with a smile. “Well, it sounds tasty; we can split it."

"S-share a milkshake together like Normies?" the Otaku asks, trying his best not to look too excited at the suggestion. "Well, I guess we could share, it looks pretty big, and I still have to give you your chocolate."

Sounds good. Should we go up and order?" you ask, looking around the restaurant for some kind of ordering station.

"Nope, we said what we wanted out loud, so the kitchen is magically making our milkshake now." Levi replies with a smile. "A true Introverts paradise."

"That's convenient." you chuckle. "So now we wait. Let me give you your gift, I know you'll love it."

You bite the inside of your cheek as you reach into your coat pocket. You pull out his gift, "It's not chocolate, but I found some themed anime valentines day cards from a shop in the human world."

"These are so cool," he laughs, reading the little quotes written on each card. "I have your gift too."

He pulls out a pyramid shaped box of chocolates, “They’re Devil chocolates, the flavor changes when you eat them.”

Curiously you raise a piece to you lips and take a bite. The taste is initially creamy like icecream but then heats up to the temperature of a soft backed cookie.  "You’re right, Levi.” you smile, savoring the flavors. “The taste does change. Try it.”

You pop your half eaten chocolate in to his mouth playfully.

Levi exe has stopped working.

He has a cute, almost dazed look in his eyes as he is trying to process that his lips just touched something that you have taken a bite out of. “I-indirect k-kiss.” he says softly as a pink blush once again coats his cheeks.

 Looking around, you see some cartoony hearts fill the room around you. "Oh, these hearts must be part of the Cafe's decorations for Valentines Day."

"Hearts?" Levi says, blinking back to reality, now noticing them. The color drains from his face, and he stands abruptly. "Wait, I just remembered something." he says quickly, springing to his feet and pullin you up with him.

"What is it?" you ask, condused with his antics.

"We have to go. It’s a sign." he states urgerntly, tightening his grip on your arm and mumbling something you can’t quite make out.

"But our shake..." you say, following him out the door, looking back you see the  freshly prepared Milkshake that magically sits at your now empty table.

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➳ pater noster (a yandere!om!belphegor x gn!nun!reader) w/ a hint of solomon x reader

synopsis: some faces are not meant to be trusted but what if your faith towards father himself was just a mere illusion? or is it perhaps that the prince of sloth took a liking for you and do whatever it takes for your innocence to be tainted.

cw: yandere themes, religious au, gore (includes mutilation and blood), minor character death, manipulation, fic has a cliffhanger.

a/n: happy halloween everyone! this fic has been kept on my notes for over a year now and publishing it in the spirit of halloween (also college has been killing me slowly so this is the reason why I am not that active here anymore ;_;;).

No one knew how humankind can feel the sense of paranoia when attending the church’s grounds, despite it’s gruesome and horrid history from the 18th century. Some say that it’s because of the church’s dark history while the others passed down the same story that you heard from your childhood that several unrested souls had haunted these holy grounds you stood above since the day you’ve arrived. Thus, beginning your mission as a devoted nun to the high divines.

You didn’t blame those people. After all, the church had stood from thousands of years ago as many of your ancestors were executed for the sake of appeasing the gods, or perhaps is it the demons who are offered these so-called sacrifices. You didn’t believed the words from that crazy woman you’ve encountered this morning that a demon took it’s residence in the catacombs below the old ancestral chruch, knowing that those words are nothing but blasphemy, words that could taint the same people you’ve worshipped and adored.

As the bells of St. Michael Parish had rung, signifying that the mass (which had begun an hour ago) had concluded. Many of the people (who attended) and your peers had left, ready to celebrate grace together with their beloved families, going out to eat or spending time alone in the covenants while a certain nun had stayed behind to make up for the missing prayer they missed this morning.

Speaking in the words of old religion, they closed their eyes and began their session alone to give their thanks to Father himself. The empty church had given (M/C) the sense of peace and quiet they needed after hearing such loud noises during the day, preventing them from having a peace of your mind and soul. They firmly gripped the small rosary that they’ve kept on the side of their habit as they spoke the prayer that indicates the beginning of their daily prayer.

“In nomine Patris et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti”

As you lit the candle, you think about your own family. How are your siblings doing? Are your parents doing fine since your departure? Are they well? Do they missed you terribly?

They prayed for an hour, forgetting about the concept of time and was contented with Father hearing their prayers. Each hail mary’s and our father are spoken many times and it finally concluded with a small “amen.” You feel the soreness of your knees from kneeling on the tuffet as you stood up and make the sign of the cross while staring into the giant cross you say your prayers with. Before you went back to the covenant to join the others, you lit a candle and spoke a small prayer before you make your way towards the others.

Of course they are. After all, you almost recieved countless of messages from your family about your well-being. You spoke your prayers towards them for they will have a good and lasting life, away from the dangers lurking around their lives. You’ve closed your eyes for a bit until a voice interrupted your alone time. “Making up for the missing prayer for this morning, (M/C)?”

“Ah!” You jumped from the voice behind you. “Father Solomon! I didn’t know that you’re here for your nightly walks. You scared me for quite a bit and yes, I did make up for this morning’s prayer.” He replied with a soft hum and lights up another candle for him to say his thanks before he calls it a day. The looming light for the tainted windows of the solemn adds some light aside from the many candles that was lit as the buildings source of light. You find peace within these walls and the peaceful silence doesn’t even bother you, contented with your closest friend by your side.

Speaking of your friend, he breaks the silence and asks a single question that sparked up your curiosity. “Say my friend,” He solemnly spoke, lighting another candle but this time, the color of the candle he lit up was black. “Do you believe these rumors that the demons roaming this sacred grounds? Aren’t you afraid of such creatures who would lured humanity into an endless pit of sin and everlasting pain?”

Hearing that question makes your skin crawling and feeling uneasy. Speaking this kind of question during night time is kinda scary and quite unnerving at the same time. You didn’t want to upset your friend and just went with the flow upon answering his question. “While I do believe in the concept of those creatures, yes. I believe that the demons are still roaming around these holy grounds, tempting for us to succumb into their sin and no, I am not scared. Don’t you forget that one of my closest friends is an exorcist?” You patted his back as you refer to the young priest as your closest friend. The old bell rang from the tower above, signifying that the time for prayer and seclusion has been completed and what better way to call it a day was to eat dinner together with your fellow nuns.

“Now, come along now, Father Solomon. We don’t wanna miss out today’s dinner special won’t we?” Before you make your way towards the kitchen, Father Solomon stopped you on your tracks, held your hand and gave you something. “Wait, my friend. There’s something I should give you.” He handed you an item that was small and light, the first thing you thought that the item you hold was a small jewelry of some sort. “Think of this as my gift of appreciation for being one of my most trusted friends.” The priest then opens his hand and showed you a ring. The ring looks really minimal with the exception of a purple gem on top of the small jewel.

“I found this while I was tending in the gardens the other day and it turns out that this precious gem doesn’t have an owner. Plus, the color kinda reminds me of you and I want you to have it.” Speechless, you took the ring from his hands and slipped it right into your ring finger. It was a perfect size! It wasn’t loose nor tight. You loved this ring but you’re still hesitant upon accepting your friends small gift. Solomon noticed that you were nervous and hesitant on wearing that ring. “Don’t worry about that ring being cursed. For I have already blessed it with the blessings from the celestial realm. That ring definitely can protect you from any harm.”

His words convinced you that this ring wasn’t cursed but just an ordinary ring. You slipped it right back to your ring finger and thanked your friend for the small gift he gave you. “Now come on, let’s get to the cafeteria first before we ran out of those delicious juice they served!”

“You can go first, my friend. There’s something I need to tend in the gardens. I don’t want the children to be playing outside of the gardens this late.” You nodded and proceeded to walk towards the dining area where the rest of your peers gathered. It was quite unusual for your friend to tend the gardens this late, considering that the children are given strict rules when it comes to them roaming around the grounds without adult supervision. Plus, Father Solomon only tended the gardens every Wednesdays, Fridays and Sundays.

Today was Thursday and it was supposed to be his turn the next day, which is strange to say the least. As oblivious as you are, you shrugged it off, thinking that it was just a mishap or just a mere coincidence that happened today.

The dinner was good and not long after you finished your meal, everyone in the room heard a scream from the outside. Children are escorted and ran outside from the dormitories, which is led by the nun who took charge in watching over them. “What happened?!” The reverend mother spoke as the young nun shook in fear while trying her best to answer her question. “The demon attacked them! I saw the creature devouring the poor child in front of my eyes! A creature surrounded by darkness as their teeth feast on the poor child!” You hugged the shaken nun, collapsing into your arms as she sobbed and sobbed, knowing that she failed her duty in watching over the orphans, now paranoid and scared due to what’s happening outside of their dorms.

You quickly ran outside towards the scene of the crime and what came out from your mouth was a gasp and felt the feeling of dread and nausea seething through your stomach; a child’s mangled form is laying on the floor, lifeless as blood continuously flow from it’s main source, staining the dirt below. Their eyes wide open, mouth distorted into a scream, as if they had called for help. A bite wound can be seen on the side of the child’s stomach, exposing their remains.

Colors of red and blue, flashing throughout the entire grounds, despite all the noise and commotion the police made, all you can hear was a deafening ring on your ears. Your legs gave out after you knew which child is assigned to this gruesome fate. It was none other than the child whom you’ve taken care of ever since their infancy, the same child that gave you the brightest smile you’ve ever seen and the one who made your day even better. You began to cry hysterically, catching the attention to your closest friend as he gave his shoulder to cry on.

“There there, it’s okay (M/C). I know it’s hard for you to process what happened and I’m so sorry I couldn’t protect them in time.” Solomon rubbed his hand back and forth on your back while watching their body being placed in a body bag and placed on the back on the ambulance, ready to be examined by medical professionals to see who’s the main perpetrator of this horrid crime.

You couldn’t sleep that night after you went back to your residency alone (due to Solomon being one of the people being questioned). The more you blinked, more tears slid from your cheeks, staining your pillows, thinking on what happens if you rescued them in time. Will they still be the same child you took care of? Will they grow up and obtaining their dream profession after they graduated college?

You wished those events can happen in real life but alas, they couldn’t because they finally succumb to their untimely death. You felt the numbness coursing throughout your body while staring towards the dimly lit ceiling of your room.

Despite trying you best to fall back asleep, you couldn’t shake the vivid and gruesome scene. You became scared for a bit but prayed to the celestial beings that you and the others are guided to a safer path. You prayed and prayed until you couldn’t feel your knees anymore as tears continuously poured down your cheek. After what it felt like hours, you lay down on your bed as eyes finally closed, taking a good night’s rest for tomorrow’s occasion.

. ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ .

You woke up on a strange environment, standing barefoot on the stone cold ground gave you goosebumps throughout your entire body. You’re still wearing the exact same clothes you went to bed but didn’t remember that you put on the ring right before you went to bed. It’s strange to say the least, you remembered that you took off that ring and placed it right on your bedside table.

The ring itself began to glow, bright violet specks of light flickered as more fog appeared in this strange place. The more you walk in this endless loop, the more the temperature became colder and colder to the point that your body began to shiver. The thin clothing that clings to your skin doesn’t help and you felt like you’re about to pass out due to hypothermia.

Out of nowhere, a voice called out for you.

“(M/C)”

It was a man’s voice. It echoes across the void. You whipped your head back and forth to see who’s the owner of that voice. At first, you thought that it was Solomon’s voice but it isn’t or wasn’t it Simeon to begin with? No, it’s not the same person who spoke your name.

“Come home to me. For you have committed such crime and sin, a sin that belonged to one of my brothers.”

There it is again! And what crime is he talking about? You? A nun who’s devoted to Father himself, committed a sin that belonged to the 7 deadly sins? That’s absurd! You never commited such acts, not after you became a nun in the first place. “What are you talking about? Who are you and what crime did I even commit? I’ll never turn my back against God and commit a sin!”

The voice chuckled and that’s when you felt your ring finger began to tighten up. You tried removing the ring in your finger but it felt like it was glued on your poor finger. A bruise began to form on your finger as it cuts off the circulation. “Who I am doesn’t matter, little one. After all, you’re gonna meet me soon.” You screamed as the ring began to bury deep within your skin, blood dripping from the newly formed wound. “As for your crime, well. You already know what that is, my dear. You’re gonna find out about that soon. But for now,” You screamed in excruciating pain, more blood came rushing from the cut as your finger was completely cut off, laying lifelessly on the cold stone ground.

Before you know it, a shadow looms over you. Ram like horns on each side of it’s head and it gave you a eery smile, taking pleasure on the pain you just went through. It’s violet-pink eyes stared into yours and in response, you gave this malicious entity a sharp glare as you bare your teeth, both in pain and to show your bravery despite being in pain.

The demon surely loves your bravery towards him and it amuses him. He picked up your severed finger, keeping it as a souvenir and leaned in closer towards your face and spoke,

“It’s time for you to wake up.”

A sudden jolt of energy woke you up, sweat dripping down from the top of your head while the beating of your heart becomes faster and faster the more air you breathed in. You look around your room; the light of the sun seething through your window as the fresh breeze of cool air makes its way to your room. In a panic, you checked your ring finger. To your relief, it wasn’t severed nor wounds appeared around the finger. As for your ring, the simplistic jewelry is still on the same area you’ve placed since last night.

It felt so real. The pain, the blood dripping from your wound and the way your ring tightens up. You thought that when you woke up, all that was left on your finger was torn up muscles and blood staining the comfortable bed sheets. Not to mention how that mysterious entity pinpointed a crime that you didn’t even committed, let alone considering that it was also a sin.

A sin that belonged to one of his brothers.

Instead of becoming scared due to your horrible nightmare, you’ve become even more curious not only towards that entity but also to the ring Father Solomon gave you yesterday. And it looks like you have something to talk about to the young priest himself.

. ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ .

“Solomon!” You called out to your dear friend from afar, seeing him reading the sacred scriptures underneath a tree that’s located from the outskirts of the old church. “There you are. I was searching for you everywhere and it’s unusual for you to be alone in this tree since you almost spend your time in your office.”

The priest only hums softly, moving aside to indicate that he’s inviting you to sit with him, which you gladly accepted. “I hope you’re doing well since the incident last night. Condolences to you and the others.” You smiled in sadness from the words you heard from him. “It’s fine, friend. They’re still trying to find the killer. I hope they caught them fast and finally have some justice to [c/n]. Poor child, may God let them rest in peace.”

You wiped off your tears, still remembering the sweet, innocent smile the child gave to you. They’re such a good kid, taking the role-model as an older sibling to the other orphans and even taking some of the blame if one of the orphans made a mistake. The thought quickly subsided, shaking your head and a serious look appeared on your face. “The kid’s not the reason why I’m here. May I ask you something, my friend?”

Solomon placed a bookmark on his book and placing it over the soft patch of grass. Wait a minute – you noticed that his eyes are quite strange; eye bags and the soft color of purple and pink hue over his brown eyes. You saw how his eyes twitched as if he didn’t sleep well last night. You’ve become so distracted over the color and the eye bags of his eyes that his voice broke your trance. “Ask away, (M/C) and I’ll try my best to answer those questions of yours.”

“Do you know this ring’s origins?” You showed him the ring around your finger. His smile widen when he saw you wearing the ring. “Quite beautiful, isn’t it?” He took your hand on his, inspecting the piece of jewelry he gave you yesterday. “Yes, I agree with you but I have a dream- nightmare rather, about this piece of jewelry.” The priest’s giddy expression suddenly dropped as soon as you mentioned the term ‘nightmare’. This concerns Solomon and he felt the atmosphere between the both of you became serious.

“What nightmare, (M/C)? Please do tell me what happened there?” You hesitated at first, still vividly remembering how a demon appeared out of nowhere as the ring began to sever your poor finger. The lingering pain still subsided within your mind, for the pain you felt was too real in the awakening world.

You randomly rubbed your hand against your ring finger while looking at the green patches of grass, noticing on how each sway of the individual leaves was caused by the cold winds blew across the courtyard. After what felt like hours, you’ve spoken about this gruesome dream of yours. “I’ve encountered something…evil from this dream of mine. I saw an entity that we feared and loathed, it’s horns are long and twisted, a tail which can choke a mere human to death in under a minute and his white sharp eyes.”

You shivered alone by just describing the demon’s features but it didn’t stop you from telling your close friend what such events had left you shaken since this morning. “I also remember how the ring you gave me tighten and remembering the pain I’ve endured as I try to pry off this cursed piece of jewelry. Believe me or not, this caused my ring finger to be severed, blood dripping non stop from my veins as I screamed in agony and pain while that demon watched me cry in satisfaction. What does that filthy creature even want from me?”

Solomon only listened to your words with a fixated expression on his face. “So your saying that this ring I gave you is the main reason why you have a nightmare last night?” You nodded, still feeling the your body shaken a little after you told your horrid story of a nightmare. “I thought this ring was blessed by you, father. Isn’t the blessing by the celestial beings cleansed this ring from the likes of 'it’?”

“I did blessed this ring. In fact, I performed a ritual that has been done way back thousands of years ago. I thought that the ring couldn’t be possessed by any entity unless..” Your priest of a friend suddenly stood in silence and after what felt like hours, he finally break the silence. “I did blessed this ring. In fact, I performed a ritual that has been done way back thousands of years ago. I thought that the ring couldn’t be possessed by any entity unles..” Your priest of a friend suddenly stood in silence and after what felt like hours, he finally break the silence.

“I think that the ring isn’t the target to begin with.” His words send chills down your spine. Hands are sweaty from paranoia and nervousness, eyes widen a bit from the words his spoke and your mouth wide agape; no words are even coming out from your mouth. Solomon looks at you in a serious manner for he knew that your life is in danger.

“The demon wants you, my friend. You are in grave danger…”

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Drunk

Summary:You get a little drunk off the wine Diavolo had at a party and offer the brothers to sit on your lap

Type:Short Scenarios: Lucifer X M!Reader: Mammon X M!Reader: Leviathan X M!Reader: Satan X M!Reader: Asmodeus X M!Reader: Beelzebub X M!Reader: Belphegor X M!Reader

Version: One Master

Asmodeus

He was originally dancing when he noticed you sitting by yourself. So, he walked over to you.

"MC? Are you alright"

He was a bit worried since yor head was down, clothes messed up, face red. He wanted to make sure you were okay. You looked up and hummed. Giving a small chuckle at his worried look.

"Ah,*hic* Asmodeus~ Why don't you come take a seat*hic*"

You sounded drunk, but he wasn't gonna back out. Wrapping his arms around your neck, he sat down facing you(like in the gif), leaning towards you he smirked, wondering what you had in kind. You smirked back at him, pulling closer by his waist and putting your face in his neck. He giggled and hugged your head.

Mammon

He was just standing to the side, totally not planning a way to steal something without anyone noticing. But he couldn't help but look over at you a few times, and by few, I mean every few seconds. But could you blame him? His crush, you, was sitting down with your legs spread, shirt unbuttoned, with your tie undone, with a bottle of wine in your hand, OH! And don't forget the messy hair. He'd inch himself closer and closer to you subconsciously. Until he heard your drunken giggles, and you call out his name.

"Mammon! *hic*, lover boy Mammon"

He blushed at that remark, but before he could respond you kept talking.

"You look tense*hic*, need a seat?"

He blushed even harder when you patted your legs, fully inviting him in. He wouldn't shut up about how he's the great mammon and how powerful he was, and how he didn't need to sit on a humans lap... as he sat on your lap. Let's just say he secretly loved it.

Belphegor

He was tired. Honestly, he was looking for a spot to take a nap. And he'd always never near you, from the beginning when you were dancing, to the middle when you were eating and drinking, and to now. Where you were basically blacked out drunk from wine in a nice, comfy chair. You wouldn't even have to ask. He had his mind right as soon as he started heading for you.

"Heyyy~ Belp-"

Before you could finish your sentence, he was in your lap and snuggled up to you. You just giggled and kept drinking the wine. You were definitely gonna take some home.

Lucifer

He was talking with Diavolo. Lucifer was paying attention, just to his brother, since he knows you can hold your own. But it wasn't until Diavolo pointed out your state. Lucifer panicked and rushed to your side. When he got to you, he started asking questions, like if you're hurt, if you need water, etc. Your response never answered any questions he had.

"Aww~ Luc*hic*ifer is worried, hehe~ *hic* come have a seat, you worryyy to much"

Lucifer was taken back by your remark. He stared at your hand as it patted your leg. Sighing he patted your shoulder.

"MC... this is not the place.... and-"

He started to go on a rant about how idiotic you are and how you should have never drank so much. You only got three minutes in before you pulled him into your lap. Causing him to get flustered and stutter on his words. Eventually, he just shut up and crossed his arms as he stared at you. You couldn't tell what he was feeling. His face was unreadable. You giggled and snuggled into him.

Satan

He hadn't been at the party in the first place. He had been somewhere else, until recently. He was bored and had the urge to tick off Lucifer somehow. When he saw you, he walked over, quite surprised at your state. Then he got an idea. As you were drinking the wine, he grabbed the bottle off a nearby table and waited for you to put your glass down. When you did, he gave you more, he could tell you were pleased by this.

"Thannkk you~ *hic*"

Satan nodded before looking over at Lucifer, who hadn't noticed you two yet. Satan smirked as he slid into your lap. You looked surprised, but out your glass down to put both hands on his hips, he smirked as he leaned forward to kiss you. And he didn't stop, he pressed himself against you and all, because he knew this would most definitely piss off Lucifer, and probably mammon. Satan had a fun night.

Beelzebub

He was originally eating, just eating away to his hearts desire. But he would watch you pretty offen. Just in case you hurt yourself or couldn't get up for the wine. But when he got suspicious of you, mainly because you weren't moving, he walked over to you.

"MC?"

You looked up at him, a dazed smile making its way to your face.

"Heeyyyy, pretty boy~"

Beel didn't seem surprised by your remark. He just patted your shoulder.

"You're drunk, you need some rest, and water"

You frowned and pulled him into a hug, pressing yourself against his stomach. His stomach digesting his most recent food made you move your head to look up at him. Giving him a smile, one he has suspicions of.

"Only if you have a seat for a bit"

Beel looked around for another chair. He was gonna get a chair to sit next to you. And even tho he did find a chair, he still ended up in your lap. He was worried he would accidently hurt you, but you just cuddled into his chest.

Leviathan

He had been with you the whole time. He was originally playing on his Nintendo while sitting next to you on a small sofa, one that can fix three. He wasn't paying attention to you or anything else until some succubus came around. At first, they were just chatting while looking at you, probably because of your looks. Your messy hair, unbuttoned shirt, and messed up tie. Levi just realized how you looked and looked away, blushing. But he couldn't stop himself for looking at you, especially your legs. You had a wide man spread, with your pants a little tight near the top. Sooner than Levi expected, the two succubus walked up to you. One sitting on one of your legs and the other on the arm of the sofa.

"You seem lonely tonight~"

The one on your leg said.

"Yeah~ your buddy here isn't paying you any attention~ you deserve better than him~"

You only chuckled, a little drunk to come up with an argument. Your words were slurred and hard to make out. But even if you said your words as clear as day, Levi was too pissed off to hear it. Oh, how much he wanted to take that spot, to be the one pulling at your messy tie and messing with your hair. He wanted to sit on your lap. He wanted all your attention to himself. He only got more and more mad before he finally had enough. Him turning into his demon form, he pulled the succubus off your leg before sitting down on both of your legs. His knees bent and hanging off the sofa as he hugs your chest, giving the two succubus a nasty glare. You laughed as you hugged him closer.

~

[A/n:I love this idea. I hope you enjoyed]

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S E R I E S M A S T E R L I S T S

ꕥ M Y G I R L F R I E N D S R O O M M A T E M A S T E R L I S T ( M G R )

ꕥ M Y R O O M M A T E S   E X  M A S T E R L I S T ( M R E )

ꕥ H I S  A N D  H E R    P E R S P E C T I V E S  M A S T E R L I S T            ( H H P )

ꕥ M E R M A I D S   T A L E  :  T H E  D E S C E N D E N T S   M A S T E R L I S T  (M T )

ꕥ A   T A L E   O F   Y U A N   S E R I E S M A S T E R L I S T

ꕥ S E 7 E N   M A S T E R L I S T

ꕥ ↀ O U B L E    II R O U B L E

ꕥ T H E    O T H E R S I D E 

ꕥ O N E S H O T S A N D R E Q U E S T S

[outsders]

іᥒ𝗍r᥆ძᥙᥴ𝗍і᥆ᥒ ⍴᥆s𝗍

she/they/it ◞ sixteen ◞ dutch ◞ INTP-T

pansexual + aromantic/fictoromantic ◞ asd

main / yume blog : @ aftongf ( if I follow you / interact it's with this account .ᐟ )

ᥕіᥣᥣ ᥲᥒძ ᥕ᥆ᥒ'𝗍 ᥕrі𝗍ᥱ

will write :

gender neutral & fem reader

wlw/gl & m/f4a

chubby / plus size reader

autistic reader

fluff , crack & angst

scenarios , drabbles , oneshots

etc. might add more

won't write :

male reader & mlm/bl

smut / nsfw

cheating / infidelity themes

oc's or character x character

anything else im uncomfy with I will lyk

requests are always open ,, unless stated so here otherwise. I will get to them asap ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱

𝖿ᥲᥒძ᥆ms і ᥕrі𝗍ᥱ 𝖿᥆r

Five Night's At Freddy's :

Glamrock Freddy

Glamrock Chica

Roxanne Wolf

Montgomery Gator

Sundrop / Moondrop

William Afton (movie William)

Michael Afton (Mike Schmidt)

Vanessa / Vanny (Vanessa Shelly)

Carlton Burke

Charlotte Emily

Jessica

Glamrock Bonnie

Gregory (platonic ONLY)

Cassie (platonic ONLY)

Stray :

Momo

Doc

Clementine

Zbaltazar

Jacob

Seamus

Obey me! One master to rule them all :

Lucifer

Mammon

Leviathan

Satan

Asmodeus

Beelzebub

Belphegor

Diavolo

Luke (platonic ONLY)

Thirteen

Solomon

DC Universe :

Edward Nashton

Harley Quinn

Poison Ivy

Barbara Kean

Jerome Valeska

Jeremiah Valeska

My Hero Academia :

Katsuki Bakugou

Izuku Midoriya

Tamaki Amajiki

Kirishima Eijirou

Denki Kaminari

Ochaco Uraraka

Toga Himiko

Mina Ashido

Sally Face :

Sal Fisher

Larry Johnson

Ashley Campbell

+ possibly other characters / fandoms soon !

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✦「Asmodeus x Demon! Reader」✦

ɴᴀᴍᴇ║ Avatar of Lust: Asmodeus

ᴏᴛᴏᴍᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇ║ Obey Me! One Master To Rule Them All

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「ᴀꜰʟ」 𝟏𝟖+ 「ᴘᴡᴘ」 ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ ━━━➤ 「ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴀʙʏ」

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

❝ɪ'ᴍ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ❞

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

Do not steal, copy, or repost anywhere. My work is currently on both CREAMPIE_CAPITAL on wattpad and Imtropicalbaby on Quotev. If posted on another account or website, please report and notify me immediately.

Now onto the smut :)

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

"Ah~, just like that."

Asmodeus flared his nose, his hands scrunching into a fist by his side. The moans and mewls that came from inside of your house had everything in him twisting.

I have to go in.

No, don't.

Yes, yes do it.

She's busy.

I have to talk to her.

She won't even look at me.

I'm her favorite, though.

I was her favorite.

She loves me.

She loved me.

He couldn't take it anymore, his hands moving on their own to grasp the door handle and enter your home. The first thing he witnessed was the shoes slackly lying in the middle of the entryway.

And then your groans filled his ears again; the feeling of his chest burning was greater than most pain he had ever felt.

Begrudgingly he followed the noise and ended at your living room.

He should have known better than to see the sight before him. He could hear it already, the sound of skin slapping skin and the wet squelching noise.

Already he knew what was happening; he didn't even need to see it. He knew what you were doing, but this would be the only time he could get you to speak to him.

Asmodeus thought that what happened before was punishment enough, but at the sight, he'd rather lock himself from the world than see something like this.

Your hands should have never been wrapped around Belphegor's throat, squeezing it tightly with your nails digging into his soft pale flesh.

His younger brother should have never been beneath you, dominated in such a manner that he used to be in.

And then, when your passionate gaze flickered up to meet his, that grin that flashed across your face was like an attack. Like you physically had struck him with intention of utter pain.

Even though you knew he was there watching everything, you didn't stop. You rolled your hips on top of his brother and let go of his throat only to grip his cheek and bring his face to yours.

You connected your lips with Belphie's while maintaining eye contact with the avatar of lust. Your tongue swirled with the young males before you sucked on it lewdly.

It was something that made Belhpegor quiver in pleasure and Asmodeus tremble in rage. "You're gonna c*m, arent you~?" You suddenly asked aloud.

You asked the question staring right into the male's orange and yellow gradient eyes even though the question was meant for the younger brother.

The torturous action had the fifth oldest biting into his bottom lip, drawing blood that quickly disappeared.

"Please..." The indigo-grey-haired male suddenly mumbled. You were the first to break eye contact as you glanced down at the brother beneath you.

"Say it louder." You demanded with your tone more than commanding.

"Sh*t." He cursed and grunted. His hands found their way to your hips, but you grasped them and pinned them above him on the couch.

"Did I say you can touch me?"

Belphie's plump lips parted to speak, but instead of words leaving his mouth, it was a cry of pleasure as you ground down on him, forcing him as deep as possible inside of you.

Tears glazed over his violet and pink gradient orbs. The sight caused you to grin, it growing when a single tear dribbled down his flushed face.

Leaning forward, you dragged your tongue across the trail and savored the taste of his salty tears that were from the overwhelming pleasure he was receiving.

"Please, (Y/n)!" The second youngest avatar suddenly cried and bucked his hips upwards against your crotch. "I-I need to c*m. F*ck, I'm begging you."

You didn't say anything for a moment, but then a coy smile shifted onto your face. Releasing the male's wrist, you lifted your hips and crept down onto your knees on the ground.

All the while, you kept your gaze locked with Asmodeus. He watched as your fair hands that he once used to hold and kiss grasped his brother's c*ck and pumped it.

He watched as you brought your face forward, engulfing the tip in your mouth that used to kiss and suck onto him.

It was as if he was unable to breathe, the sight alone wrapping around his throat and squeezing.

"Hng~." The indigo grey-haired male tangled his hands in your hair, careful not to pull it since he knew you hated it because of your tender head.

Your tongue rolled over his tip, your teeth slightly grazing across the sensitive head that caused the male to buck his hips. He pushed his member farther into your mouth, pushing into your throat.

If it wasn't for you not having a gag reflex, you would have flinched back. But because of who you are, you could take anything.

You were made for this.

So to Belphie's enjoyment, you pushed him farther down, allowing for him to feel your tight throat squeezing his c*ck.

"I-I-" He struggled to even speak, his mind so absolutely boggled and his body so overstimulated.

Asmodeus knew exactly how his younger brother was feeling; after all, he used to be in his position. The experience he was feeling was something only you could bring about.

Slowly raising your head, his c*ck fell from your mouth as his pre-c*m leaked from the hole in his tip. Saliva dripped onto his throbbing member as you began to pump him once again.

You pressed his head against your lips and kissed it sweetly. All while staring into the fifth oldest avatar.

"Close?" You asked the male with a sultry voice.

Belphegor was a mumbling mess, his words incoherent as his bare stomach contracted.

A hum left your lips in a pleasing manner at the sight.

"Do it. C*m." Once again, you demanded in a commanding tone that could rival the demon king himself.

With one loud cry, thick hot jets of c*m shot down your throat and pooled within your mouth. The salty liquid was bitter, but still, a flavor that was different from everybody else's.

You swallowed it without complaint; even sucking harder that was too much for the male. He was already in a state of oversensitivity due to finally c*mming after his third denied org*sm.

He couldn't help it; his hands tugged on your hair. Immediately your half-lidded eyes opened and your gaze was harsh. Your hands dragged down his abbs and stopped at his waist, where you dug your nails into his skin.

"Sh*t, ow~" He cursed, his head flying back against the couch.

After he was finally empty and you were satisfied with everything, you pulled away and waved your hand over his face. Those beautiful glowing eyes of his were now hidden behind his eyelids as he fell into a state of unconsciousness.

Now that it was over, you stood to your feet and moved the fabric of your top so they covered your breast. Your demon form was rather revealing in itself, but what could you say when you were a terrifyingly powerful demoness?

Your reptilian-like tail stirred in the air behind you while you crossed your arms under your chest. "As much as I love having an audience, you were not invited, Avatar of Lust."

You were smiling, but your voice was sickly sweet and displayed your hostility. Asmodeus couldn't help but cringe at your words; it was so difficult not hearing you not calling his name anymore.

The male realized he was being distracted again and cleared his throat. "I know, but I needed to speak with you. We need to have a talk."

As if the male had spoken the most insulting words ever, you recoiled back and scrunched your nose in anger. "The absolute confidence and audacity you boys have never ceased to sicken me." You snapped.

Asmodeus inhaled a shaky breath and attempted to strengthen himself up. "I'm serious, (Y/n). You can't keep going around and f*cking my brothers to get back at me."

His sentence made you giggle slightly before taking a step forward to the male.

"See, here's the thing." You started with your heels following suit like a musical tune. You grasped the male's face in your hands, your (f/c) nails pressing into his pale flesh.

A closed-lip smile appeared on your face, one of your canines sticking out and pressing into your lip. It was such a sweet smile but the absolute sinister gaze in your eyes made your expression anything but kind.

"I don't f*ck with it-" You pressed your nails harder into his skin and drew blood. "-cheaters."

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

"(Y/n), please get your a** of my desk."

"Aww~Do I have to? Maybe if I open my legs, you'll change your mind, Lucifer?"

The black-haired male sighed and smacked your face with the packet that was in his gloved hands. A pout formed on your lips as you crossed your arms under your chest.

"You still smell of my younger brother." He started and flicked the pen around in his other hand.

"Huh?" You asked and looked down at your clothes. "But I showered and even took a flower soak."

Lucifer couldn't help but roll his eyes. "We're different than the other demons, and you know that. With stronger powers, our scents are also more potent. It'll take a lot longer for it to naturally go away."

You rolled your glimmering (e/c) orbs and looked down at your perfectly manicured nails. "Well, that sucks." You mumbled.

The eldest Avatar sighed while setting his paperwork on his desk and leaning back in his chair. His black and red gradient eyes bore into yours, silently observing the features that he had known for so long.

You were the one person who used to stand by his side in the Celestial Realm. Strongest amongst the strongest, the seraphim nobody could go against.

The only six-winged angel that stood just below god, and the only angel other than his sister that had also lost god's love.

There was a long period of time where he was without you, his only friend, and that was when you were cast away and sent here.

You had pledged to the Demon King before Diavolo's father, then the current Demon King, and soon you, in turn, would do the same to Lord Diavolo.

He could only describe you as the way you are now, constantly needing validation for having your own father despise the power that grew in your soul.

God made you who you were and cast you away when you weren't like the others.

"What's with that look?"

Lucifer blinked a few times before bringing a finger to his lips. "I was just thinking." He mumbled while training his attention on his paper-covered desk.

"About what?" You probed and sang it softly.

Your oldest friend didn't say anything for a moment before flickering his gaze back to yours. "Nothing in particular, really, but I'm also curious about how long you'll torture my younger brother."

His words made you groan and shake your head in annoyance. "However long I please." You retorted. "What he did absolutely broke my trust, the one thing that is most important to me."

"I know." The male replied.

A distant look displayed across your beautiful features as you looked towards his window. "As a demon, I want nothing but his suffering and pain. But...a part of me still yearns to be the angel I used to be, and regain my faith in even someone who wronged me."

"You want to forgive him?"

"Forgive? No, I'd rather die than ever forgive anybody at all."

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

Shortly after you left to deal with some paperwork for Lord Diavolo, the fifth oldest demon brother arrived at his older brother's office.

His fist weakly knocked on the door, and he was let in after a quiet moment.

"How can I assist you, Asmodeus?" Lucifer sought while setting his pen down upon his desk.

The champagne-haired colored male relayed an awkward laugh and rubbed a hand across the back of his neck.

"I was wondering if I could speak to you about something."

Lucifer already knew what he wanted and leaned back in his chair. Again he placed a gloved finger against his lip and thought quickly to himself.

You were his closest friend, and there was a bond ever so strong the two of you shared. But the male before him was somebody he considered a brother, and that bond was just as strong.

"Sure, I'd be happy to be of help. What is it?"

"So..." Asmodeus started and thought about his words carefully. "(Y/n) and I are at a rocky period right now, and no matter what I do, she won't even talk with me about our situation."

Lucifer bore his gradient eyes into his brothers and inhaled deeply. "If it is a relationship problem between the two of you, then I suggest going to her than to me to complain about it."

The Avatar of Lust clicked his tongue and pouted, his arms crossing under his chest. "I tried." He whined. "I can't even get past the first sentence. She won't listen to me or hear me out. She barely even speaks to me, and the only time she even remotely notices me is when she's busy."

"Asmodeus." Lucifer started, and the way his deep voice called his brother's name caused him to jump in slight fright.

"You knew what you were getting yourself into both times. (Y/n) implanted her trust within you, and you broke it. Something she never gained from the father was forgiveness, and that will be your own undoing."

Asmodeus deflated, his shoulders slumping over as he sighed deeply. "I know." He replied.

"So let it be," Lucifer stated. Asmodeus raised an eyebrow and looked up at his brother.

"Huh?"

The eldest demon brother shrugged his shoulder nonchalantly. "Move on. It's over between the two of you, and since (Y/n) has no plans of forgiving you, then I suggest that you not bother her with it anymore."

The younger brother's brows furrowed, and his lips pulled into a thin line. "But I-"

"But you what?" Lucifer asked. "You are not an angel in the celestial realm anymore. You are not the jewel of heaven anymore. You do not need to be loved and adored by all."

A sickly sweet smile appeared on the eldest demon brother's lips. "After all, if you didn't try to be loved by all, you might still be with (Y/n)."

Neither brother spoke, the room surrounded by an awkward bubble of silence. How right Lucifer was, and the simple fact stabbed a hole in Asmodeus's heart.

"But," Lucifer started and pulled out his D.D.D. He placed it on his desk while turning it on. "You are my brother, and (Y/n) is my best friend. The negativity that surrounds the both of you is rather unsightly and distracting. I will help you this one time, but you owe me."

A smile graced Asmodeus's well-cared-for face. "Thanks, Lucifer!"

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

"Are you sure you're going to be fine?" Diavolo's voice filled your ears through your D.D.D.

"Yeah, of course. Why wouldn't I be?!" Clear sarcasm lacing your voice causes the prince to sigh.

"Lucifer would be rather upset if you destroyed the House of Lamentation."

You danced your nails across the dinner table as you listened to the demon prince. "It'll be fine~." You sang dramatically.

"He'll forgive me if I do."

"(Y/n)!"

At the sound of the front door opening, a sigh left your lips, and you cleared your throat. "Alright, he's here. I'll talk to you later and let you know what's up."

"Okay, don't kill him, (Y/n)."

"No promises, of course."

Turning off your cellular device, you leaned back in your chair and crossed your arms under your chest. When Asmodeus entered the dining room and saw you sitting there, a smile couldn't help but grace his lips.

"(Y/n)! Ah, you actually came!" He called out, running closer to your frame but halted once he witnessed the intense glare in your eyes.

"Listen, Avatar of Lust, I didn't agree to come here out of the kindness of my heart. I'm tired of you following me around like a lost kitty and begging to talk to me."

The demon brother visibly deflated but nodded his head. He took a seat at the chair next to you and swallowed strenuously.

"Well, on with it." You stared. "I don't have all day."

Asmodeus swallowed thickly while nodding his head slowly.

"I just want to say that I never meant to hurt you. I-I Just-"

"You just what?" You asked and leaned your cheek into your fist that was supported on the armrest of the chair.

The narcissistic demon struggled to speak; nothing in his mind seemed right enough to tell you.

"This is a waste of my time."

Asmodeus's heart thumped in his ears, and he thought you were going to walk off, but you stayed. You just sat there in the seat at the end of the table, unmoving.

Because of this, the demon brother thought that he might have a chance to really speak to you.

"I love you, (Y/n)."

His words made your eyes widen, and the sound of his melodic voice saying words that he used to say all the time tugged at your heartstrings.

But the visible shock on your face quickly disappeared, and you appeared stoic once again. "What nonsense are you spewing? I agreed to come here to listen to your excuses so you can get over it, not for you to say such foolishness."

Asmodeus could only give you a nervous smile and twiddle his thumbs. He couldn't help but feel belittled in your presence.

Even if he was the Avatar of Lust, you were somebody far more powerful than any of the demon brothers. You were made to be above others by god himself, and when he cast you out, it only made your power grow stronger.

"I'm sorry, (Y/n). I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you. It was never my intention."

You stared at his beautifully crafted face with a blank expression. Neither of you said anything, just an uncomfortable bubble of silence that surrounded the two of you.

After a moment, you sighed deeply and shook your head. "I should have known better." You grumbled and flicked a strand (or braid) out of your face. "I really thought that a demon who only thinks and loves himself could ever do the same for me."

"But I do!" He interjected.

"But you don't." You responded smoothly.

Asmodeus's lips were clamped shut from your words. There wasn't much he could say or do because, at the end of the day, he was the one who did wrong.

"I know I don't deserve your forgiveness-"

"I don't even know how to forgive." You responded, not even letting him finish his words. "What I am doesn't allow me to forgive."

The male swallowed strenuously and nodded his head slowly. "I know."

You groaned aloud and shook your head. "All I ever hear from you is 'I'm sorry' and 'I know', my patience is running thin, Avatar of Lust."

"What I did..." The demon brother started, barely able to meet your strong gaze. "It was unacceptable, and I can't take it back, no matter how many times I wish I could. I'm not trying to give myself excuses, but when it happened, I wasn't able to think about anything but having another person adoring me like how I used to be-"

That was it; you couldn't take it anymore. The anger that was boiling under the surface had become too great for you to hold back anymore.

"Shut the f*ck up!" You hissed, your body flinging out of the chair and your demon form taking over your normal appearance.

Red and black horns protruded past the hair on your head and curved into intricate designs. The red corset took the place of your shirt and cupped your breast, accentuating it.

Your bottom was covered by nothing but the deep black undergarments that were connected to the matching stockings.

Red bottoms protected your feet, and the sharp heel was already digging into the floor.

Your long obsidian-colored reptilian tail emerged from just above your bottom and slammed onto the floor with a heavy thud before swaying hauntingly in the air.

And finally, the last to transpire was your beautiful ebony-colored wings that flared out behind you.

The sight was just as beautiful as it was frightening, and before Asmodeus could even speak, the obsidian-glowing tail wrapped around his throat and squeezed, bringing him off the ground.

Choking noises were the only thing the male could do as he struggled against your tail. His colored nails dug into the extremity, attempting to free himself, but it was to no avail.

"P-Please..." He barely managed to get out.

You stared at him with an unaffected expression, even crossing your arms absentmindedly under your chest.

The color was draining from his face, and his struggle was starting to cease. At the sight of this, you released him only for your tail to carry him around his waist.

Asmodeus sucked in deeply heavy breaths, coughing aloud while you began walking out of the dining room and making your way upstairs.

Before he could even speak, he found that the two of you had arrived in his flowery and lavender-themed room.

Your tail flung him on the bed as black rope appeared in your pretty hands. You wasted no time binding his wrist to the columns of his canopy bed.

"(Y/n), what are you-" He stopped speaking when his gaze finally met yours, and he witnessed the absolutely deadly expression that had him cower back.

You took a seat next to his body and gripped onto his leg, just below his knee. "If we want to talk about how we used to be - of what we used to be - then I'll remind you."

It was enough of a shock to the champagne-haired colored male. You never spoke of what had happened to you, or your life as an angel in the celestial realm.

What he knew was from what Lucifer and Lord Diavolo had told him. And it wasn't much.

"A seraphim, the highest-ranking angel with six wings. Like how you used to be Jewel of Heaven, they called me the goddess of ascendancy." You started while your gorgeous wings twitched.

"When father made me, he wanted somebody like him that could understand his struggles. He wanted somebody to emphasize with, and he didn't realize that it would in then create me, a woman."

You spoke the last word with venom that the champagne hair colored male could feel the hate.

"My gender wasn't a problem after first; no, it was the power that I gained from him people that continued to grow endlessly. Could you believe that God began to fear a woman because she gained too much trust from the humans and angels?"

There was a grin on your lips, but it was anything but pleasant or kind.

"By gaining their trust and belief, I had grown in power. That feared God, and it was no help that as a female, I was seen above the other males. Above Micheal, above Raphiel, and even above god. A woman wasn't supposed to take the main role; she's only supposed to be a supporting persona."

Your grip on his knee grew tight.

"I was loved and adored by all until God declared me a sinner. Declaring that I grew narcissistic and cared only for myself. Claiming that I grew wicked and unholy."

Your (e/c) orbs flickered up to meet his gradient ones.

"So then he cast me down from the celestial realm and forbade me from ever leaving the demon world. And I can still remember like it was yesterday how much it ached to be here. The heavenly powers I gained dissipated, and I was left empty, weak, and in undeniable pain."

Your grip on his knee weakened, and you moved your hand to be on his upper thigh.

"And then The Demon King before our current one came to me and saved me. He helped convert me to a demon, and then I realized what I truly should have been. I was the angel of trust and faith, but then I became something even greater. A demoness of dominance and supremacy."

Slowly you removed your hand from his body and placed it where your heart lay. "Instead of gaining trust and faith through confession, I gained it through the mutual trust of intimacy when I dominated."

You gave him a coy grin.

"If there's no trust between the two, then there was never any consent. I go as far as my partner wants, and there is an agreement that If I were to go too far that I would stop. The power I gained from something that connected two deeply was far greater than what I had ever received as an angel."

Your thick reptilian tail danced behind your figure menacingly.

"But just because I was a demoness didn't mean that I was evil. I abide by my mutual agreements and never took anything too far. I know what I used to be, and I understand that I can no longer be that. And I don't mind because the freedom I have now is something I never realized I desperately wanted."

Slowly you began to crawl on the bed and over that male's body. You brought your face close to the other demon and stared at him with an unreadable expression.

"My sole purpose is to gain trust, and I gave it away to someone for the first time. I gave you my all and even fully committed to someone for the first time ever."

You brought a hand to his face and made him stare into your glimmering orbs. "For years we were together, I gave all my trust to you, and I was starving. I didn't obtain any more from anyone since I was with you. And you don't even understand how terrible it was. How I could never be full and always felt like I was missing something. But I didn't do anything about it because I loved you."

And then you laughed hysterically.

"Then I felt it one day." You hummed and moved your hand down to be above his heart. "This burning sensation in my soul that took away all my strength. And at that moment, I knew something I gave away was broken."

Pressing your hand down against his shirt, the male suddenly hissed, pain erupting in his beating organ that knocked the wind out of him.

"The promise we made to be committed only to each other was broken. And in so, it was as if my own soul was being split apart."

Harder, you pressed, and the louder the male screamed.

"You have no idea how much it hurt." Your glare was sinister. "How betrayed I felt."

And then your hands rose to his throat, where you squeezed with unimaginable strength. A strength that already had his throat bruising.

"I trusted you, I gave you my strength, my reason to live, only for you to throw it in my face because I wasn't enough, right? My love and trust weren't enough; you needed it from others, right!? Everything is only about you, right!?"

Asmodeus struggled to speak, tugging on the rope, and even when he transformed into his demon form, he was unable to break loose from your constraints.

"(Y/n)...please." He could barely get out.

As if coming to your senses, you quickly released his bruised throat and looked down at your hands. "Ah, it seems I'm rather angry."

Asmodeus coughed, pathetically inhaling air as tears couldn't help but fall from his orange and yellow gradient orbs.

When you saw the salty liquid flowing down his pale face, you displayed a fake expression of affection. "Aww." You cooed and leaned forward, your tongue tasting his tears of grief and impediment.

"Maybe I'm just pinning it all on you. Maybe I failed as a lover. Maybe I failed to give you what you needed."

You smiled at him, your canines showing as you slowly sat down on his lap. Your nails resting on his clothed abbs.

And then you pressed down, a hiss leaving his lips.

"Nah."

Giggling, you lowered one of your hands to his crotch, where you palmed him softly.

"I never failed. I did everything in my power to make our relationship work. I gave you everything."

He was being degraded, and forced to come to terms with what he had done. But he couldn't hate you; he just couldn't.

It was no help that you sat on top of him, touching him like how you used to before. His arms were bound like before, and he was left with no power.

You witnessed the tent in his pants grow, his member hardening beneath his black slacks. Of course, he was reacting like this; how could the wh*re not?

Slowly as if you had all the time in the world, you undid his zipper and pulled his semi-hard c*ck out of the slit in his boxers.

It was slightly pink, the head a tint dark, and already had a clear liquid leaking from the hole. You hummed at the sight, slowly placing a smooch on the tip.

"You loved when I kissed it."

Your voice rumbled against his member, it twitching in your hold and growing slightly harder. Asmodeus swallowed thickly, his lidded eyes watching your face, your lips, your tongue licking him.

You trailed the flat end of your tongue from the base of his shaft up to his head. Your saliva smeared across the surface and dripped onto your hand that clasped around his member at the bottom.

The demon brother's body twitched, his breathing growing ragged while his body was becoming hot. Soft, barely audible grunts left his lips, and you could tell he was trying to hold himself back.

That was unacceptable.

"You loved it when I took you all in my mouth."

Your lips parted, widening as you engulfed his member within your mouth. "H-Hng~!" A moan he couldn't hold back echoed in his room.

You pushed him farther, letting him reach the back of your throat as you lowered yourself on him. The Avatar of Lust tugged at his restraints, his hands balling into a fist while his hips bucked upwards.

He could feel the sweat oozing from the pores on the back of his neck, dampening his hair and the collar of his shirt.

Your tight throat wrapped around his member, and his whole body spasmed. "Sh*t~"

You looked up at him, your cheeks hollowed and drool dribbling down the corner of your lips. Your eyes connected with his gradient ones, and you saw so much l*st.

Pulling back until only the head of his c*ck lay on your tongue, you grazed your teeth like a feather touch over the sensitive tip.

Asmodeus's hips bucked upwards, his member being pushed back down into your throat. His actions caused your eyes to harden.

Immediately you removed his member from your mouth, lifting your head as saliva dripped down onto his shirt.

"Did I say you could do that?" You asked and slowly sat back in between his legs. "This is your punishment."

Asmodeus was already panting, his breathing broken and unrhythmic. "(Y/n), please." He begged, but you shook your head.

Your fingers wrapped around his slimy c*ck and began pumping up and down. Warm hands, hot sticky saliva, all of it adding to the pleasure that was shooting through his veins.

His stomach tingled, contracting slightly as the pleasurable sensations filled his veins. He was feeling so good.

Pre-c*m was leaking from his hole, and you made sure to lean forward and lick at it like a kitten would with milk.

Asmodeus was already starting to feel feverish, as if the temperature in the room had risen. It was taking everything in him to not beg, to plead for more.

He knew he couldn't, this was his punishment, and no matter how badly he just wanted to beg he would never get anywhere.

His teeth grit as he presses his tongue against the roof of his mouth. Those bound wrists of his grew raw, red, and bruising so darkly.

His d*ck throbbed painfully, aching for more than just your hand. He wanted your warm throat back around him, squeezing as more and more of your saliva drenched his boxers and pants.

And to his pleasure, your mouth returned back to engulfing his tip. Rolling and sucking while your hands pumped along his long shaft.

"F-F*ck." He grunted in a low, muffled voice.

His leg's tingled, slightly overstimulated. His balls ached to be touched, for your mouth around him like before.

Asmodeus's stomach contracted, his ribs pressing against his skin as a tight tingling sensation in his abdomen formed.

He was going to c*m soon. He was going to reach his high and become enveloped in the euphoric sensation of his org*sm.

Beads of sweat dripped down from the side of his forehead and trailed down his jaw. Everything was so hot as if he was too close to the sun for comfort.

Closer and closer is org*sm rose. Bordering near to the edge of his high but not quite reaching it.

He grunted, his c*ck twitching in your grasp, sending the sensation through all his veins. He was going to c*m the more you kept at it.

It has been so long since the male was overstimulated like this, desperately aching to reach his high.

The demon male felt like he would f*cking die if he didn't c*m. It was torture, and he hated that he deserved this.

A tear of frustration fell from his left eye. You were pumping your hand faster than before now that you knew is org*sm was so close.

It was right there. Right there. Taunting him with the fact that he had yet to reach it.

And he was about to reach it...until you pulled away. His gradient eyes bulged out of their sockets, his mouth hanging open like a window.

"N-No...No!" He tugged, hauling at the restraints around his wrist. His breathing was erratic, his legs squeezing against your own while his hips bucked upwards.

"(Y/n)."

You shook your head while stepping away from his body and off the bed. Saliva and pre-c*m dripped from the corners of your lips and down your chin.

Your hands were covered, slick and sticky from everything. Mindlessly you wiped it on his lavender-colored blanket and stained it, uncaring.

"You hated it when I denied you your org*sms." You mumbled almost to yourself before training your gaze to meet his. "But tonight, you definitely deserved it."

He whimpered like a brat, his cheeks reflective from the tears that had fallen.

You observed your appearance in the mirror of his vanity against the wall. Flushed cheeks, puffy plump lips, but eyes that looked so annoyed.

It was a mirror you used to gaze into before when you were with the demon brother. And now you were gazing into it once more.

Slowly you turned back to gaze upon the mess of a brother that lay constrained to his own bed. Ah, you used to love him so much.

Care for him with everything in your heart. The effort you put in really was all just a waste of time.

What a waste of time.

"Asmodeus."

The male shivered from the tone of your voice. He swallowed hard and looked up at you.

"How much do you want me?"

You crawled back on his large bed, your legs caging his hips as you grasped his cheeks in your hands.

"I want you so bad, (Y/n). I miss you so f*cking much."

You didn't say anything, thinking, just thinking about everything. There was so much going on and a lot you had to confront.

"Please, (Y/n). Please love me."

Blinking at his words, you took a shaky breath.

"I wish I could."

The male shifted his head and kissed your palm before continuing down your wrist. "I'm sorry." He whispered against your skin.

His words made you sigh heavily. "You are a special one." You mumbled and leaned forward so your lips could connect with his.

Immediately your tongue had entered his mouth, tasting sweet candy but also his favorite Mango-Flavored Little Devil's Gelatin Parfait.

It had been so long since you tasted such a sweet dessert, so long since you tasted it on him.

While your lips moved in sync, one of your hands snaked down and unbuttoned his sleeveless black shirt. His abs were free, and you couldn't help but drag your nails against the firm muscles.

And then, when your fingertips grazed against his semi-hard cock - the demon brother flinched - his hips bucking as he gasped within the kiss.

Pulling completely away from his face, you licked your lips and began pushing his pants completely down.

You stopped once it reached his knees and pumped his slimy member.

"(Y-(Y/n)." He hummed and leaned back against his pillows. Your other hand went to your undergarment, pushing it aside and pressing the tip against your entrance.

Slowly you lowered your body, feeling as the head of his member stretch your walls. The male sucked in a breath, his adam's apple bobbing while he watched himself be enveloped by your body.

The more you lowered down, the more you could feel the prominent veins on his shaft that protruded against the skin.

Pressing your pretty hands into his abbs, you didn't stop moving until he was fully inside and pressing against the entrance to your womb.

Asmodeus's gradient eyes were half-lidded, his lips parting with his head leaning back against the pillows. He was succumbing completely to your warm wet walls that felt like heaven.

He was twitching already, grunting already, and you hadn't even done anything yet. It was no surprise; you were just so good at it all.

"Enjoying yourself?" You asked with a slight giggle at the end.

The Avatar of Lust nodded his head almost in a drunken manner. He once again pulled at the black rope and hissed at the blazing pain of his raw skin.

"Good." You whispered while bringing your face to his neck. Your wet lips kissed at his pale skin, bringing about a blazing heat underneath his body.

Gradually your hips raised, your bottom in the air as only the tip remained within your velvety walls. You could feel his chest's unnatural rising and fall from his deep breaths.

And when you drove yourself back down against his crotch, his whole body quivered. Your name spewed out of his mouth with a desperate cry.

His head was thrown back, the bruised skin of his throat on display as well as the sweat that coated his pale skin.

Your hips moved with a rhythm, the muscles of your thighs flexing while you used your strength to keep yourself steady.

Like a flip of a switch, like magic, Asmodeus was a complete mess. Spewing incoherent words and moans.

You moved up his jaw leaving behind kisses until you reached his lips. You wanted to taste him again with an urgent need.

The pleasure, the passion, the desire, it was so strong and shared by the two of you. Sweaty bodies pressing against each other and lips moving together in a desperate manner.

Asmodeus once again felt it. That unbearably tight tingling sensation in his abdomen, signifying he reached the peak of his org*sm.

It had his c*ck twitching, pulsating inside of you. His pre-c*m was leaking and smearing his crotch with the white thick liquid.

"I'm gonna c*m soon." He mumbled in between your wet kisses. His voice was so coarse and guttural you almost couldn't believe it came from the male.

A smile formed on your lips as you pulled away to look down at him. He looked so cute with those pink cheeks and bruised lips.

The male licked his lips and heaved a shaky breath when you suddenly started to grind slow, hard, and stimulating.

"C-Can I-" He could barely get the words out. Grunts and groans reverberated against his toned chest.

"What~?" You asked and cocked your head to the side. "Say it. Come on~. Be a big boy and tell me what you want~."

He breathed deeply, muscles flexing and his skin contracting against his collarbone. "Please...Please let me c*m inside."

A grin formed on your lips, your canines on display with a laugh echoing in the room.

"Huh...?" You hummed. "You think you deserve it?"

"Please." He breathed out, staring into your beautiful glimmering orbs. "Please...I'm begging you, (Y/n). I'm right there."

You didn't say anything for a moment. Asmodeus was unsure of what you were going to do but smiled when you leaned forward to kiss his lips.

His whole body was throbbing so painfully so that he just couldn't wait to c*m. Especially inside of you, which used to be his favorite spot.

There he was at his peak, where his abdomen contracted. His balls tensed, and his c*ck twitched.

He was about to c*m, but the sudden warmth around him disappeared. His eyes flew open, shock overfilling him when he saw your body off of his and your mouth replacing where your c*nt used to be.

He didn't have any time to complain or whine when he felt his org*sm hit. His abdomen tightened, his muscles flexed, and sweat dripped down the back of his neck as he finally came.

Asmodeus's hit his head this time against the headboard, but he made no reaction to the pain. Every desirable undescribable emotion flooded through his veins like adrenaline.

Your lips pressed against his tip, your hands pumping his length as he shot thick hot jets of his c*m onto his sweaty abs.

His stomach was covered, shimmering in his bodily fluids. The demon was trembling, huffing while breathing shaky breaths.

"There? Happy now that you came?" You asked, pulling away from his now limp member and removing your hands as well.

Asmodeus scrunched his nose fiercely, his brows furrowed in disappointment while shaking his head. "I thought you were"

"No." You interjected before he could finish. "You didn't deserve it."

His lips trembled, crocodile tears falling, which caused you to roll your eyes. You undid the rope to his wrist, the restraints disappearing into thin air.

"Now that it's all over. I hope you can finally get over this. I hope you can finally leave me alone." You told him while wiping your mouth with your forearm.

"But...I don't want to."

"But I don't care."

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