#exterminator reader

[djljpanda]

Lucifer Morningstar X Fallen Exorcist Reader

Ever since his split from Lilith Lucifer has been a reck feeling like no one can love him, need him, or understand him again

You have been an exorcist for a couple of thousand years now being one of the best exorcists Heaven could ever ask for

But deep down you always felt bad for those you had killed feeling like yes Hell is for those who have done wrong but what about those who did the wrong things for the right reasons

So on the next extermination day you tried to run away from it all but when Adam found out he took it upon himself to kill you

You were able to get away before Adam could finish you off but nothing could prepare you for meeting Lucifer himself

For some reason Lucifer took you in and helped you out and yes you did come out to him about you being a “fallen angel” and your ideals on heaven, earth, and hell

Lucifer just sat there and listened and for the first time since Lilith someone understood him

Now at first you two became roommates in a way, mostly helping him out with his work, giving him duck ideas, being his bodyguard and secretary, and you did try to push him into talking to Charlie more but you understood on why he couldn’t do it himself

You did face palm as when he called her all he did was tell her to have that meeting with Adam, at least it’s a start

Charlie dose know of you but saw you more as her fathers secretary or his best friend, like an aunt, she is happy how you think there is a way to get sinners in to heaven and how you told her if she ever needs help or to talk to someone you are just quick call

Lilith dose know of you and you may have never seen her face to face she is happy someone is keeping her ex happy

Now if you ever get together it would be the best for the both of you cause I’m sure you would want to confess first but with the thoughts of you killing his people and Lilith, it just made you hesitant but with a simple duck jester (making a duck quack an “I love you”) Lucifer confessed his feelings to you

Charlie I think would be happy for her dad to have found someone and yes at first she did see you as her aunt but she is happy to call you her step parent sand she isn’t afraid of telling everyone that either

That’s one of the major reason on why Lucifer likes you, his daughter loves you like a parental figure

This Lucifer is just a sad boy so if you just sit there and cuddle him he would love you forever and if add words of praise he is just melting

Definitely will vent to you cause he is that comfortable around you and he is happy that you feel the same way when you vent

You always support his duck creations and yes late nights would consist of you two role playing with the ducks, when you two started dating he made three duck versions of you, him, and Charlie all matching clothes sitting next to each other, this man had a whole collection of duck versions of you and he was embarrassed when you found out but you called it cute

When extermination day hits he could see how tense you get and when you told him on what happened before he found you he couldn’t help but hate Adam more and so every Extermination day Lucifer would hold your hand and comfort you may even play a little music and it just grew more loving when you two started dating

You do help out with Lu Lu World as it’s one of Lucifer’s passion projects and no one could believe how upset you were when Mammon created Loo Loo land, you almost put your exterminator skills to use but Lucifer stopped you and let Mammon have his way cause he didn’t want to argue with Mammon so you just had to let it go

You both do play music together as when you were both angels all you did was play music, duets and you can’t tell me you, Lucifer, and Charlie didn’t sing together once

You remember seeing Lucifer’s wings for the first time and how amazed you were as you kept complementing him and that just made his face all red and what made you stop was when he commented o how your wings could have been more pretty then his, you just smile at him

Now here you two have more of a bodyguard/ secretary and famous person kind of relationship even though he may not need it he likes keeping you around and that just help made his feelings grow for you

[experimentfae]

Requesting a lute x reader whos a fellow exorcist with slight reservations about the exterminations. Lute encourages them and reader gives into her “virtuous” ideals

Lute x Exorcist Reader

Oneshot / platonic

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When you have been created you, you felt like kid inside a adults woman’s body it’s felt nice to see the other exterminator cheer to see a new sister join the team feeling the emotional warmth of the others made you feel welcomed. The first thing you learned that your creator is Adam the fist man, I guess he seemed to nice to you and the others even when he does questionable things.

You had to eventually learn what you were created for you felt uneasy by the revelation. “I’m supposed to kill?” You asked unsure “yes kill sinners, I know you were born this week but come on sweetheart pick up the pace.” Stated Adam.

“Yes sorry sir.” “There ya go baby steps, alright lute I need you to give her the exterminator talk or whatever, give her all the details.” Adam left without another word which left you and lute. “Alright newbie this how it is, you kill any exterminator no matter if it’s a man, woman or child as long is a demon you kill it.” “Wait an even a child.” That last part stuck to you.

“Yeah and do it we don’t want another vaggie incident, I feel great potential from you.” This made you felt special “really.” She smiled “of course I can see you being a great warrior of course practice is needed.”

You nodded your head “you’re right I should practice.” She smiled as she let you go the sword fighting room to practice.

It’s been a month now and you practice with other exterminators and lute herself, other helped you practice basic fighting skills lute really helped the most she taught you tips and tricks on how to kill a sinner sooner.

Despite you practicing and bonding with the others you still didn’t entirely feel comfortable with extermination just imaging the blood over you made you feel nauseous didn’t help that any angel friends you made you couldn’t tell them about due to sera wanting to keep that exterminator’s kill sinners under the rug. Made you feel that you and other exterminations were doing something you weren’t supposed to.

“I don’t know lute are you sure we are doing the right thing?” “For last time (y/n), angels never make mistakes that means what we are doing isnt wrong it’s necessary.” She answers very confident in her opinion “but why do we hide then?” You questioned further “because (y/n) angels are too sensitive They can’t even handle the idea of crushing a bug by accident.”

“Huh, I guess that makes sense.” “Of course it’s correct and that why we come in to protect heaven and the angels within it.” This confused you “protect them from the demon, but how would they be able to do that.” “(Y/n), I know you’re young so let me put this in a simpler way Demons are bloodthirsty and love destroying good things by nature they will kill any chance they get, especially towards angels due to their envy of seeing them live in paradise. So we must protect not just the angels but heaven as a whole. Now do you understand.”

You nodded your head “well if you put that way, I wouldn’t want anyone to get hurt especially the people I care about.” You agreed which made her smile “exactly I’m glad that you’re a fast learner (y/n), you remind me when I first was created I also questioned things but I learned and now I and you know what we must do to protect our home.” You nodded your head again.

“No worry lute I’ll be the best exterminator I can be!” You cheered she smiled wider proud that you were getting in line “I’m glad now continue to train.” “yes lute.” You ran to get ready to train, to try to be the best.

Adam then appeared behind lute “so you think (y/n) is ready? She smirked “yes mentally she is there but physically she will need more training but soon she will be a killing machine.” And she wasn’t wrong, you now believed that demon needed to die and deserved to die to protect you’re home, the thought of blood, demons blood a matter of fact now filled you with pride and in excitement for you’re first extermination day.

<- Back to MasterList or back to Hazbin Hotel

[plush-rabbit]

Adam Dating Headcanons

I love him sm and I hate that it's him!! Why couldn't be like Lucifer or something!!

Angel:

With his status as the “First Man”, Adam can get away with most things. In doing so, he has you with him at all times. Takes you everywhere like a pampered pet. If someone comments about you, he’s hyping you up. He’s telling everyone how you’re just so hot, and you give the best kisses, and how you tempt him constantly. You’re all that he can talk about. It’s him bragging about how great you are, and of course, you're great. He deserves all the finer things that angelhood has to offer. You’re an added bonus. Someone so cute and hot. 

He’s crass with everyone, and you are no exception to this. He’ll throw our swears, and phrases that are demeaning. He’ll use awful pet names that have your ears burning, and s scowl twisting at your lips. A part of you believes that he only continues to call you such things to see your reaction. His crude nature is public for all to see and bear witness to. He has no issue telling others the filthiest things that you two have done, and where you’ve done them. He only slows down when you swat at him, your face burning and hidden into his arm, pulling at the cloth for him to stop. His grin is sharp, and for the few times in his life, he takes pity, and he gives you mercy, letting the words come to a sudden halt, about how only he should be privy to just how perverse you can be. 

There are times where he’s just a jerk. Flat out mean, and cruel towards others and towards you.. It never lasts long, it’s more like it’s just second nature to him to know that he’s above everyone else, so he doesn’t have to play nice with others. He’ll snarl and when an angel clings to his robes with stars in their eyes about meeting him, all he can think about is how he has to be somewhere that isn’t there and they’re dirtying his robes. You’ve been on the receiving end a few times, and everytime you give him a certain look. He isn’t one to say sorry without being nudged into it, but he’ll lift his shoulders as if to hide himself, and he’ll mumble something close to an apology, and when you look away from him, he’ll hold your hand. He didn’t mean to snap at you- he thought you were someone else, and you know how it is. When you do take it personal, he still won’t tell you a proper apology, but he will wrap his arms around you and his mask will nudge itself along the crook of your neck, soft words spoken that won’t be heard for a long while.

It’s rumored around Heaven about the past wives of Adam- how they both fell for Lucifer, how they were Adam’s but they left him. He complains about it, grumbling under his breath about the fallen angel, about Lilith and Eve, and there’s this underlining of hurt in his voice. Everytime that you see him without his robe, he almost always has his side turned away from you, a hand curving just under his chest. And maybe because of the betrayal, he’s so attached to you. He wants you around him. He needs you around him. Far more than he would ever like to admit, he can’t- and he hates to even give it thought- he doesn't think he could stand another betrayal like that. So he’s attached to the hip with you. He’ll call you constantly, he’ll want to go everywhere with you. He just wants to be near you. 

While he may have his moments where he’ll whisper honeyed words to you, or give you bouquets of flowers, Adam expresses himself through touch. When the two of you go out, he’ll hold your hand, and if he can get away with it, he’ll tuck his hand over your bum. He’ll put his arm over your shoulders, letting his fingers graze over your chest, and keep you tucked underneath him. His wings are massive, soft to the touch and blinding in the sun, shimmering with gold and snowy white feathers, and while they can be heavy to hold them against his back, he’ll curve them around you, pulling you close to him when others cannot see. You’re protected underneath the gold, and he adores how you always reach out to touch them, to smooth at any stray feathers that bristle when he surrounds you. He needs to be touching you- he has to. In private, he’ll hold your hand and trace over yours with his claws. He’s never been so gentle with someone, he’s pulled apart sinners and covered himself in blood and gore, he’s vile and cruel, but he holds your hand so tenderly, and for a moment, he’s forgotten he’s Adam, First Man, and at that moment, he’s a man, holding an angel’s hand in his calloused claws.

Sinner:

Adam likes to joke that Extermination Day is the best thing to ever happen to you since it’s what allowed you to meet him. Plus, the added bonus is that now you’re protected and you won’t die. Probably. If you listen to what he says. But even then, he always makes sure to keep an eye out for you- hunting near your hiding spot, shooing away any of the other exterminators. It’s a win all around, really. At first, he’d have the two of you meet at the Heaven Embassy in Hell. However, it proved to be suspicious when other angels would question and even his own lies were starting to fall apart. He could always tell them he needed a break from all the singing and pure-hearted delight in Heaven, but he knows that he would have others follow him, peeking into something personal. So, he’s commissioned a new mask, and he’ll ditch his holy robes for something more Hell-esque to visit you.

You’re aware of his feelings towards demon folk, and walking hand-in-hand with him in the very place where he creates destruction, makes you feel like a traitor. You can tell that he's disgusted by everything- the gore and deaths, the rotten stench of meat coming from the Cannibal District. The rottenness of Hell has acid burning his tongue, but when you pull him towards a vendor on the street, he can hold his tongue. He gets to see you, and that’s enough for him. He holds no power in Hell. He could, and while he’s sure he could handle a few of the Hellborn and Sinners, you would be at risk. So any amount of disrespect has him biting his tongue and keeping you close to him. It’s infuriating to know he has to spend his time locked in your apartment, eating takeout- or on the lucky occasion your home cooked meals- and hiding away with you. He wants to show you off. He wants to be showed off. But, you sit beside him, and tap against his horns with an impish smile as you hold a forkful of food near his lips. 

He may never admit it, but he likes staying indoors with you. For those few hours, where you cook and you nap together, and you kiss him earnestly and with want, he can slip into the illusion that this is his norm. It’s vanilla- so much so that if it were any other time or place, he’d be sick. But, with you by his side, complimenting his mask, the tips of your claws curving over the horns and tracing the outline of his mask, he’ll take it. He’ll tease and snap at you, asking you to beg for him to remove his mask, telling you to ask nicely, and when you coo and press yourself against him, he’s grateful that the mask is still on. Not much can make the First Man flush, but when you act so sweetly, lips pulled into a smile with fangs on display, he thinks it’s one of the better sights that he’s seen in a long while. If he’s in a pleasing mood, he’ll rid himself of the oversized robe, and let his wings expand. He watches your expression- the awe and wonder that they hold, the gasps when you touch his feathers. He’ll stare and memorize the shape of your eyes, and the curve of your lips, as you familiarize yourself with his wings. In those few hours when he’s with you, it’s domestic, and it’s nice. 

When he visits Hell, he never stays for long. It’s visits that last for a few hours, but they never stretch into the night, and when it’s time for Sinners and alike to rise, he’s gone, not a single trace of him left behind. The dishes are put away, his part of the bed tucked in and flatten, it’s as if you dreamed a perverse dream where an angel took interest in a demon. You’ve asked him what excuses he gives to the others, never telling him that you wish he would stay for longer. He tells you that he’s told others he’s doing paperwork, or that he’s going to some orgy party and no one should bother him. When you laugh at that, he stares at you, eyes wide and heart- or whatever it is that he has- skipping a beat. You sleep in your bed, and he pulls you close to him, his eyes on the wall, as you make yourself comfortable on top of the Exterminator. He tells himself that he could miss a day- skip work and spend the day with you here, where the two of you could entangle yourselves with one another, but when brushes over your skin, and he hears the demons talk between the thinned walls of your apartment, he pulls away, and rests his lips over your temple. Leaving you behind in Hell never gets easier, and the more he erases that he existed in your home, the more he hopes that you’ll cry and miss him, and want him.

Unsurprisingly, he’s mean. Perhaps it’s his own personal feelings that he’s had with demon folk for the past number of  millenniums, and how in comparison to that, he’s only just met you, that he still has animosity towards demons. Unfortunately, it doesn’t stop with you. He can be cruel, referring to you as a Sinner, and sneering at you, and when you flinch, hurt evident in the way that you back away from him and pull your limbs close to yourself, that he groans. He hadn’t meant it. Not like that- at least not towards you. You have to understand, some demons, some of those sinners, well- and his explanations are always cut short when you scowl at him. He hadn’t meant to be mean to you, he promises. He’ll envelop you in his arms, and pout, asking you to not take it so personally. He’s tense, and he waits with bated breath, and he visibly relaxes when you wrap your arms around him. Adam had never thought himself to care about what a demon may think of him, but in those moments where you sit still and he’s unsure if you’d forgive him or not, his mind is racing. He can’t- It can’t even comprehend what it would feel like to be rejected by you. 

[tswhiisftteedr]

Angels Masterlist

ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ = NSFW ᬊ = SFW ིྀ𖤜໋᳝݊ = Crack 𓈒ིུ𖤛 = Fluff ♬⃝ = Angst

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𐦍 Adam 𐦍

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ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ Wings : ☆ Adam x Wingless Angel!Fem!Reader ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ

They were just so pretty, you couldn’t help but touch your boyfriend’s beautiful golden wings. And hey, what was the worst that could happen’ probably nothing too bad, right?

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⋅˚₊‧ ୨ Lute ୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

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𓈒ིུ𖤛 ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ Girls : ☆ Lute x Human Soul!Fem!Reader ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ 𓈒ིུ𖤛

After having met you on your first day in heaven, your life and lute’s would change for the better as you had found your other half despite your original predicaments.

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[theodorequartz]

[ His Companion ] Hazbin Hotel Various x Male Reader

Chapter 2: Love

He was a trusted friend, as most would say.

He was the type of person who would help anyone in need. He just have this warm, gentle, kind aura around him. It made him seem soft and harmless.

He always wears a friendly smile, always get to make everyone feel at ease.He was a gentle and soft spoken person.

He was like an angel.

...

He was once...

He once wondered, what made him change so drastically? Maybe it's the environment he was thrown in. Maybe it's because of the burning hatred and desire of vengeance for the heavens above.

Or maybe it's because he once felt like this before.

Every smile he makes, every sweet words, soft laughter, the hugs, the friendly waves, to others... It was merely a facade. A mask.

He was only ever genuine to Alastor.

The one who held out his hand to reach his own.

Somehow, in an instant, they understood each other. New everything the other is thinking. New anything the other feels.

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M/n walked through the empty streets of hell. It was silent and tense. It was the end of another year and everyone is aware of what's to come.

M/n sighed and walked further to the streets, turning corners which no one could possibly memorize. Soon enough he arrived to a secluded average house.

Opening the door, he was greeted with an immediate hug. He was quick to wrap his arms in response.

A few minutes passed like this.

" My lord, we can't stay like this forever. You know what day it is today. We have to get ready. " M/n said, lightly patting the other's back to tell him to let go.

Alastor chuckled.

" My dear aide, if they were to interrupt, they'd be gone for good!" Alastor's arms around M/n tightened ever so slightly." I missed you so much, my dear~"

M/n let out a breathly laugh. " We see each other everyday."

Alastor ignored his reply and affectionately kissed M/n's forehead, in which M/n closed his eyes in response.

" We have to get ready," M/n repeated. " Alastor."

M/n doesn't usually call Alastor by his name. He prefers 'my lord' over anything. But he calls him by his name every once in a while, whenever things are serious or Alastor wants M/n to say his name.

Alastor paused and sighed slightly, nuzzling M/n's hair before letting go.

" How do you feel," Alastor asked. " as of today?"

" ... conflicted."

" Of course." Alastor replied, puting on his coat. " You hate killing don't you? You said it yourself. "

Alastor came closer to him and brushed M/n's hair, tucking it behind his ear. He rested his hand on M/n's cheek.

M/n leaned his face in Alastor's hand." Killing... Is not a part of me... "

" But it depends. If the person is truly evil, then I guess it's okay for me. I have no regrets. "

Alastor hummed. He wasn't really convinced. He knows his companion as much as his companion knows him. It's crazy really, how much they know each other so well. It was as if they were made for each other.

" After this, I'll make us both dinner. I was thinking of eating those dammed exterminators meat. But I changed my mind. "

M/n smiled.

" Aren't you supposed to be on a meeting after the extermination, my lord? His highness won't be happy if you don't show up. "

Alastor chuckled, his eyes flashing codes, glitching heard from his voice." It's not like he gets to say anything about it."

Times like this, when Alastor acts like this. M/n was reminded who the person in front of him really is-- a murderous demon overlord who gained his title overnight and slowly reaching the king of hells level.

It's probably terrifying for others, but for M/n.. this was just Alastor. The man who reached out his hand to take his. The one who guided him to this sinful world. The one who treated him with love and affection unlike any other. This was his companion.

M/n laughed slightly. " Alright.. if you say so, my lord. I look forward to it." He kissed the palm that still rest in his cheek. It made Alastor's eyes soften.

A sudden change of wind was felt. Alastor's and M/n's eyes glowed menacingly.

It was time.

Alastor's hand wrapped around M/n's waist.

" Let the fun begin, my dear~"

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It was bloody. Bodies mutilated and torn apart. Buildings destroyed. Golden and red blood scattered across the pavement, both from exterminators and demons.

It was a very gruesome sight. For Alastor though-- it was nostalgic.

This sight, this destruction, this scenario... It was almost the same as the day they first met. The day he first really felt love.

Alastor looked at M/n's direction, finding him standing over a dead exterminator, it's sphere in his hand.

Alastor walked towards him, hugging him from behind. M/n leaned on Alastor's chest, his hair slightly swaying.

"... I.. used to have one of these. I didn't understand what they're for. Considering we're in heaven.. and there's no need to fight."

Alastor listened silently.

" So..I didn't understand what they were training me for. The heaven was protected by the high God. There was no need for fighting.." M/n's fingers traced through the sharp end of the sphere, lightly running his fingers along it.

" I've always desired to be admired. To be seen as someone who's worth more than....." M/n trailed off.

" I wasn't naive. I wasn't clueless of the world around me. I just... I just chose to be kind. To.. believe, that anyone can be a better person if they really try.. if they were given a chance."

Alastor new that he wasn't only talking about the time he was a heavenly being, he was also talking as himself... When he was still a living human, walking on the surface of the earth.

" Alastor..? " M/n's voice echoed around them. It was soft, gentle.

Alastor stayed silent.

" Do you believe that anyone can be a better person... if they really really try..? "

"... no. " Alastor's answer was firm and steady.

" Oh... "

Silence stayed between them for a while.

" I love you... Al. "

" I love you too.. my dearest companion. "

[vesppperoro]

Sin of Sloth!Reader during the last extermination

Includes: Charlie, Vaggie, Angel Dust, Husk, Niffty, Sir. Pentious, Alastor, Lucifer, Adam, Lute.

A/N: This is kinda lazy, but it adds context to the question I was asked.

You were just chilling in your room, being fed by your assistant.

Sleeping pills rested on the desk next to your bed. It was late, so you were about to take some and sleep.

That was, until, you felt a weird sensation.

A command suddenly formed in your head.

As if on instinct, you stood up for the first time in a while, shocking the hell out of your people.

As I stated in the last post, Lucifer called you as a last resort.

He summoned you by your sigil, actually.

When he summoned you, what he wanted was already in your mind.

You arrived in your demon form. A giant centaur, about 40ft tall, with giant horns and an angelic sword crafted from Carmine. Your hair raised, resembling that of Medusa. Snakes replaced your locks and they hissed angrily.

You used your legs to kill angels left and right, protecting the Hotel in the process.

You even managed to land a hit on Adam, before he shot you back into the hotel.

You crushed the hotel under your giant body, causing the others to yelp.

You were extremely furious. You were supposed to PROTECT the hotel and now, Adam caused you to destroy it.

You popped a pill into your mouth. A power enhancer. It would work for 10 minutes. In your mind, that was plenty of time.

As the pill slid down your throat, your pupils dilated and your body became more monstrous.

Longer snake-like hair, elongated limbs, multiple eyes covering your entire body, an extra set of arms emerged from your waist, your teeth sharpened like daggers, and your claws sharpened immensely.

As you became stronger, a monstrous roar escaped your slacked jaw. Now that your teeth grew, you couldn’t close your jaw.

You would’ve killed Adam if it wasn’t for the fact Lute stepped in your way.

Fighting her was relatively easy, but you still wasted 3 minutes on her. Along with that, you lost sight of Lucifer’s daughter.

While you looked for her, a blast of angelic light filled your vision. The snake man was gone. You learned his name was Sir. Pentious after the battle.

Before you could fight for his honor, the woman you had been looking for showed up and started fighting Adam.

She started getting hurt, so you stepped in and protected her. Your fight with him was long and gruesome.

You lost your extra left arm. Now you only had 3.

Your time began to ran out, which was made obvious by some of your monstrous parts shrinking.

As you tried to rest from your exhaustion, the man himself showed up.

Lucifer.

You breathed a sigh of relief and detransformed from your monster form as the king of hell beat the first man’s ass.

You ended up going back to your regular form as you watched. Watching as Lucifer gave Adam mercy due to Charlie.

You laughed as you watched Niffty stab Adam to death.

At the end of the battle, you even helped them recover the hotel. You sung part of the Finale with them.

“It’s as easy as can be!”

“And then tomorrow it will be a fuckin’ happy day in hell!”

If you have a feminine voice, you sung the highest melody but went down on the end note instead of up.

If you have a masculine voice, you sung in the middle of Husk and Lucifer’s range, staying on the same note until the end part. You go down there.

If you have a middle like voice, you also stayed on the same note but went up at the end. Similar to Angel Dust or Vaggie.

After the song, you left back to your realm.

[hellvzx]

GRACEFULLY NOT YOURS 

 Summary: Adam has been betrayed once again. Turns out third times not the charm. Notes: I wrote this out of boredom so it might be really bad but if anyone wants me to make this an actual mini series pls tell ! ( open to criticism btw )

 “You have been proven guilty!“

“I object!” 

Their head shot up to see Adam furious even if there was a minimal expression due to his mask they could feel his glare upon them. “Say you didn’t do those things! Say it!” He slammed his fist down on the desk while his right hand man stood next to them, Lute. For the circumstances she was extremely cheerful I mean why wouldn’t she be? She was the one to turn you in after all.

“I accept any punish-“ Their words where cut off by Adam who in a flash flew down to her holding her shoulders as she shaken her in desperation. “Just say you didn’t do it!” He searched desperately in their eyes to find if there was something inside them.. something that hinted to what the higher up said about them was all a lie. 

 “You will therefore be banished to hell for the crimes of intertwining with a Lucifer and infiltrating classified information.” 

His hands dropped to his side shattered. Not because you shared classified information. He could care less. But because you had betrayed him with the one person you promised you would never intertwine with.

“What!?I never indulged romantic feelings with Lucifer! What blasphemy is that!“ She shouted to the judge as she held her face high before looking back at Adam who still stood in-front of her. “Adam, you know-“  Again her words where cut off by none other than Lute. They where the one who had made of this a huge mess. “Shut up you filthy scum! I saw it with my own eyes!” Lute declared to all angels who witnessed her in horror. “She shall be banned!” Lute screamed and it only created a chant between all of them.

“Adam..” They whispered out softly tears forming in the corner of her eyes. “Shut it bitch.” Adam scowled as he pushed her down. “YOU FILTHY WHORE!” Adam screamed that caused the chanting to only get louder. “Sir,” Lute smiled handing him a angelic weapon. “Adam! Please! You know I would never do that to you.” They accepted their punishment to be banned but to be pointed at with such terrible lies as being a cheater to their own husband was shattering for them both. Never in million years would have they committed such monstrosity. Yet Adam seemed to completely believe Lute.

A shock of wave pained through their body, her eyes growing heavy realizing what their husband now held on their hands. What made them an angel, the most sacred thing to them. Their wings who now where held by Adam, the man they would call the love of their life had done such horrid thing to them.

“See you in hell.”

In all their life they would never imagined Adam could trust Lute’s words over their own. Their eyes became heavy within seconds passing out on the floor.. gold blood spilled all over.

“Get rid of her.” Adam mumbled out grasping on their winds before flying with them. Leaving them to their fate in hell.

[bearw-me]

Post-extermination!Lute x fem reader? Where lute is trying to show that she's still good/strong enough for reader and she can still be independent. Along with reader comforting Lute about how she's still perfect for her. (Details and examples below bc i enjoy rambling sorry)

I imagine that after loosing her arm lute would be very showy about overcompensating for it. And that if reader even tried to treat her bit differently, like being more SLIGHTLY gentle/careful with her, lute would get offended tell her to knock it off.

Lute's a strong woman, pre-extermination her carried reader alllll the time. Post-extermination Lute would most certainly still try too (and surprisingly succeeds somehow) despite the reader's worries of being dropped or being too heavy for 1 arm.

This ranges from trying to hold all the groceries alone to trying to prove she's still good in the bedroom by not allowing the reader to help (like she'd literally tell reader to let her do it alone)

I hope you have a wonderful day!!!

dont apologize for requesting! i adore long requests! they have all the little details for the prompt included that make the story just- *chefs kiss*

𝐈 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐃𝐨 𝐈𝐭 — 𝐋𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

𐐒 includes : post-extermination!lute x fem!reader 𐐒 cw : fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, mention of blood/stitches/wounds 𐐒 summary : lute's adjusting to life after extermination day, and as her girlfriend, you hope to make it easier on her 𐐒 note : i don't even know what to call my rambling anymore lol, love it

like we all saw at the end of the season, lute is full or rage- and a little hurt

the loss of her arm, initially, didn't hurt as much as losing her best friend

it takes longer for her to heal and accept the sudden turn of events

she doesn't want it to stop her or hold her back, especially from her relationship with you (especially with the loss of adam) she'd want to hold on tight to you

(like in the ask) Lute isn't one to just be beaten down by this, its a challenge she's going to fking overcome-by herself

likes to do things for YOU instead of the other way around, like if you want a snack or something she won't even let you stand up (let alone THINK) about grabbing it yourself

definitely wouldn't tell you about how she feels unless its too much, but you can see it in her; the way she's sluggish or looking down more often.

(although im not sure atm) I assume Lute is right-handed; without the left, things can get a bit trivial at times

like when you watch her try to balance her long spear with one arm, the weight of the steel trembling between her fingers. the muscles in her arms not used to carrying the entire weight by itself

Lute carrying you with one arm: she tries like how she used to, by putting an arm under your arms to support your back-but stops when she realizes she cant pick you up bridal style

I think she could manage holding you that way, around your back if you also hold onto her by wrapping your arms around her shoulders

(on this note) you being so close to her face is the perfect opportunity for her to kiss you

Hugging her from the back is not happening- her wings and all. . .

If you tried to help her take care of her arm too; bandaging it or cleaning it; she'd refuse all help and lock herself in the bathroom until she's handled it herself

(you can hear a ton of mumbled swearing and things knocking around)

its not a you thing, its a her thing; she needs to prove to herself that she can do it

Lute would hate all the flowers the other exterminators would get her; to the point she wouldn't even acknowledge the roses you placed on her nightstand

she's too stubborn to ever say it, but she's thankful you're still with her: Lute giving you soft kisses when she thinks your asleep, whispering all the 'thank you's' she doesn't think she could ever say to you awake

The loss of her arm pushes her to work harder, especially on the arm she still has in order to compensate for what happened

Technically, the hell-spawn didn't take her arm, but they still took a lot from her- she doesn't want that to mean they could take you from her too

You bet your ass the day will come where she picks up that spear again, better than fucking ever

[matrixbearer2024]

Imagine reader was there for vox’s crazy episode about Alastor 😭 Vox was genuinely tweaking

Ngl if the Reader was- the two would probably be so far at the start of their companionship that Reader would probably just laugh at this manic TV man for completely losing his shit so quickly LOL

Not to mention just keep spamming him with: "L" "Copium" "Get ratio'd" "Bozo"

The series takes place somewhere towards the end of canon + a little afterwards which is why I haven't mentioned the exterminations, and it's also why in one of the interludes Vox was talking about Alastor's defeat against Adam lmao

I didn't want to yeet Reader into hell and then immediately let them deal with an extermination cuz they've already got a lot on their plate hahahahaha

[corn-producer69420]

Post Extermination~

Updated version part 1

Lucifer x fem reader

Parts on my blog

1.9 k words

This is my first time writing smut so there will be spelling mistakes and other problems

Tw: sex, mentions of injury & demon lucifer

Lucifer and y/n arrived at the hotel after

the extermination, y/n had gotten slightly injured and was carried by lucifer into the main room "are you going to be okay my sweet?" Lucifer spoke out his voice sweet yet concerned "P...please...can we just go to our room" When she spoke, her words were barely understandable, which only added to his concern.

He looked down at her as if he was still trying to make sense of her condition. He wanted to believe her, that she was fine, but the look in her eyes and her wobbly stature said otherwise.

"Fine... just hold on tight." He replied politely as he picked her up again in an easy carry.* charlie the others stayed silent looking at the both of them as they walked toward their room, once they were inside y/

n sighed *He closed the door behind them, still carrying her. The room was quiet, aside from the muffled voices of the

others on the outside.

He walked forward slowly, still carrying her in his arms. He slowly sat her down on the bed and took a step back to observe her, now more concerned about her

wellbeing.*she tugged on his pants softly* He looked down to see her tugging on his pants, and his eyes widened again. His body was already burning with desire for her, and that was making it even harder for him to concentrate on anything else right

now.

He swallowed hard and leaned down just a bit to keep their faces level.

"Hmm? Do you need something, my

sweet?" *y/n pulled him in a tight embrace and leaned back on the bed so he was on top of her* His body was shaking all over as he was pulled into her hug. He tried to remain in control but couldn't resist the urge to press his body against hers.

Every inch of his skin was burning, aching to be held by her again. The heat was building inside him at an unimaginable rate, until he could not help but hold her even tighter. He knew it was wrong, but every part of him wanted to claim her. He couldn't resist her vulnerability and wanted to protect her. He needed to be the one holding her, making sure that no one can

take her.

It was a selfish need, but he couldn't even care. All he could think about was being with her. *it was too much for him...almost

like she was teasing him....she is in such a vaunrable state, it makes him want to claim her all the more, so only he can hear her soft moans and whimpers* The sensation of her body underneath him, combined with her soft moans she uttered breathlessly, began to get his body moving on its own. It was as if the heat inside of him had a mind of its own, taking control over every movement without his input.

He was losing control, unable to keep himself from going further. His own body was leading him in a direction he didn't want her to think he felt."Lucy...what are you doing~" Her innocent question

seemed to jolt his body back into reality, breaking him out of this primal state. He was immediately overcome with guilt and regret.

He looked into her eyes and could see how tired she still was. He realized he was taking advantage of her almost drunken state, and that was just the worst.

"I...I'm sorry..." He whispered with guilt, slowly moving off her body. "Don't be~" she said grasping his arm from moving "No, I..." He seemed conflicted about this. On one hand, he desperately wanted this and couldn't resist her. On the other, he knew it wasn't right and shouldn't push further.

When she grasped his arm, however, that was all the encouragement he needed to lose his inhibitions.

He pushed himself back on top of her, pressing himself close to her body, not caring anymore about if it was wrong or

not. *she moaned softly* Her soft sounds filled him with an immeasurable sense of pleasure, making his body tremble. His eyes were fixated on her face while the only thing filling his mind was her body.

He looked into her eyes, wanting to see her reaction to him. With the heat building inside of him, his need overpowers him once again, sending him into a state of pure desire."So where's that devil you used to fight adam~" she said suddenly making him seem confused "y/n do you really want to see that?" He looked down and saw her lips slowly move up the bottom of his chin as she spoke. Her voice was very soft and her words came out slightly slurred.

He was so tempted to say yes and show her the true extent of his power, but it would be a bit risky for her to see him in

that state."Oh yess~ I didn't wanna say anything...but it makes me wet just seeing you like that" she said leaning and whispering in his ear as he shuddered at the feeling of her breath on his ear, sending chills down his spine. Her words sent a jolt of heat down his body and he could not help but let out a deep growl, leaning his head down slightly to make his presence even more intimate. *he switched into his demon form and looked down anxiously to see her reaction. The sudden change took her by surprise. She was still a bit disoriented from the medicine so her eyes took a moment to adjust to his new form. But as soon as they did, she was overwhelmed with a mixture of fear, wonder, and arousal. She found it both terrifying and thrilling to be so close to him, while looking him directly in the eyes and seeing every detail of his new

appearance.

Her eyes shifted between staring up at him. and away, completely torn between curiosity and fear.*she then smiled and pulled him into a passionate kiss*When her lips met with his, every other thought was pushed away. He was so consumed with the intense feeling of her body and her kiss, and he gave into his desire and embraced her fully. His hands gripped hold of the sides of her body tightly, and he kissed her back with feverish passion. She moaned into his mouth and the sound of her moan pushed him over the edge, and his body was shaking with anticipation. He desperately sought for more of her mouth, her taste, her presence. His body quivered with each moan, each shiver of her body.*his forked tounge explored her

mouth finding the back of the of her throat

only to discover she doesn't have a gag reflex*. The realization that she doesn't have a gag reflex surprised him, but it was a welcome one. He smiled slightly into the kiss as he ran his forked tongue against the soft flesh inside her mouth. This discovery was only adding to the heat burning within him. He was feeling everything he felt before, only now with this newfound knowledge.*she smiled blushing heavy as they pulled away* He finally pulled back as well, breathing heavily and shaking from the intense sensation of their kiss. He was still holding her tightly in his arms, trying to get grounded again, but he couldn't stop grinning widely. The feeling of her lips against his was still sending shivers of pleasure throughout his body.

He smiled softly as he finally spoke. "Did

you like that...? Hmm? A little demon tongue?" He paused looking at her beneath him "Oh I loved it~" y/n smiled pulling him in by his collar and unbuttoning his shirt. His eyes widened in surprise when she pulled him back into a position of control. When he realized she was unbuttoning his shirt, his heart was sent racing once again. It was as though he was back where he started, completely dominated by her every touch.*she tossed his shirt aside, caressing his chest with her right hand as her left hand unbuttoned her own shirt and

tossed it asside *His mouth went dry when he saw her unbuttoning her own shirt. The sight of her was enough to push him into a primal state. His hands instinctively gripped her hips tightly, holding her firmly against him. His breaths were getting deeper as her touches left him utterly breathless.*She slipped a hand between

them and unbuckled her bra revealing her bare chest *His body reacted instantly to the sudden exposure of her bare chest. The sight of her made his breath catch in his throat and his eyes grew wide. She was just stunning, and every little ounce of her made his desire rise even higher.*she lifted up her skirt and sliding her shorts and underwear off* His gaze shifted again when he saw her lifting up her skirt. When he saw what she was doing, it was like his body was taken over by desire once again. His hands began sliding up her thighs as he began getting more and more

impatient. "Shhh~ wait" she chuckled as he began to quickly remove his pants and boxers. The sound of her laughter sent a jolt of excitement through his body. He started to slow down and relax to let her take control of the situation again.

"Yes, darling..." He whispered, unable to control just how much her voice affected him. *she pushed him aside and got on top of him* His body instantly reacted to her as soon as she pushed him away and took control. He let out a deep groan when she got on top of him, her breasts bouncing in the air with every movement.*she smiled moving his hands up to her chest* His fingers curled around the side of her breasts and his eyes remained fixated on her. Her soft flesh felt so good, especially how warm it was. He felt a spark of electricity run through his body when he touched her, making him want to grip them harder; but at the same time, he was also afraid of hurting her in his lustful

state.*she leaned in and kissed him on the neck, trailing her hands down lower and lower* His neck was one of the most sensitive parts of his body, and he could

hardly breathe as she kissed him on the neck. Her hands started trailing down lower and lower, which only made the heat within him rise higher. Every kiss, touch, and moan was pushing him closer to the edge. His eyes closed as her tongue began to explore his mouth, as her hands began slowly creeping downward. Now that she wasn't controlling the situation, his hands began to slide down her body as well. His lips were moving with hers as his tongue explored every inch of her mouth. She smiled, caressing the back of his head softly as she slid his length inside of her. They both moaned loudly as she bounced up and down, his cock reaching her g-spot as his fingers trailed around her clit* "nngnnmm" she mumbled in a pained noise as his fingers rapidly slid across her clit making her body tremble in pain from over stimulation, lucifer was lost in a craze

as he pushed her down gaining the upper hand and sliding her legs over his

shoulders before fucking her relentlessly, her screams and moans echoed through the halls as she cummed but lucifer

couldn't...wouldn't stop, he ran his cock over her moist clit before sliding it back into her, pushing in and out hard and fast as she started to plead and beg for him to stop "I...Lucy.. p..mnngghplease" she stuttered grasping the bed as she cummed for a third time, lucifer grasped her hips bringing them forward before thrusting again into her harder than the last time. She let out a struggled gasp and she looked up at him “p…please” she stuttered as lucifer cupped her face with his hand, nuzzling into her chest “okay” he smiled warmly as he pulled his cock out of her abused cunt as he smiled at her “sorry…got a bit carried away~” he cooed as he pet her head. She looked at him with a soft expression ‘That's ok…i know how you get” she stuttered as she caressed the back of his head for a while. She looked back down at him once more only to find him asleep on her lap, nuzzled against her chest, She smiled looking down at Lucifer's now vulnerable state as his chest rose and fell synchronised with her own breaths. y/n’s eyes started to drift closed until the both of them were asleep in eachothers arms.

In the morning y/n started to drift awake, pleased with herself that she woke up first and was able to look down at lucifers calm, vulnerable and adorable state first thing in the morning

[chernabogs]

Erlkönig Chapter 3: Nails in Pockets

Inc: MC, Malleus mention (jumpscare), Grim, a very nasty little rabbit, one trooping fae, and a spider that needs to be exterminated. WC: 7.2k Warnings: Distortion of reality, blood, manipulation, some violence. Summary: An unwilling venture into the Otherworld sets the foundations for an encounter with a familiar face.

Excerpt below. Check it out here!

It had been foolish to associate Malleus, Lilia, and Sebek with any of the fae from your world. They could never reach the level of foulness and vitriol that Síoda and the Erlkönig’s court possess. For god’s sake, Malleus looked nearly in tears apologising to you on your porch—the fae from your world would rather draw out their guts by hand then apologise. 

“... Henchman?” A drowsy and confused voice causes both of you to snap your heads towards the kitchen doorway. Your gaze goes down, down, down... until it lands on the familiar grey figure that should have been still sleeping on your bed upstairs. You can see the faint apparitions of Jasper and the other ghosts floating a few feet away.

Grim looks between you and Síoda for a moment, and then at the way Síoda is gripping your wrist, as the confusion begins to clear from his eyes. His tail twitches and you see the flames in his ears burn brighter as his fur begins to bristle.

"Just who d’you think you are, comin’ in here an’ manhandling my henchman in my home?” he growls, the familiar child-like attitude of his shining through. You know he’s about to blow flames at Síoda—and you also know that such an act will end in nothing good for either of you.

[lbcreations-blog]

Could I request lute x male reader who's been a friend of hers for a while, but ends up confessing while tending to post extermination wounds?

Well I hope you enjoy this requester

Note: I got a bit bold and made it a Lil spicy

Character relationship with reader: plotonic to romantic

Lute x reader

Male reader

Masterlist

Warning: mentions of injuries, nothing too intense, tho

I can't lose you, I love you

You were chilling in your lounge in your blue boxers and your compression shirt watching TV, when suddenly a very bright gold light took over your vision. A few seconds later, it disappeared.

Once adjusting to the original lighting of your lounge, you saw Lute... Missing an arm... "L-Lute. What. happened?" You asked her before quickly jumping up off your couch and running to your kitchen to get the first aid kit while your body was shaking in fear she could die.

"Adam died..." Lute told you sitting down on your couch. You sighed. "Who killed him?" You asked as you quickly walked back from your kitchen to Lutes side. "Apparently, the hotel's maid, or Janiter, or whatever," Lute told you.

You sighed again. "Well, it makes sense for a guy who could not get his form right," you said as you took out the ointments, banges, etc, from the first aid kit. You carefully started working on her arm, and you were shaking quite badly from fear of this being fatal.

"Hey." Lute suddenly said. "Why, are you shaking?" She asked. "Uhm, well... i‐... i-i- I care f-for you, Lute." You told her, tears forming in your eyes. "I mean, what if you died? I-I could never let that happen, I love you!" You paused everything, thinking over what you just said.

"You. Love me?" Lute asked. "I‐ well, YES! But I, uh, was not thinking about confessing now, though." You told her. "Well... I love you too, " she told you. Suddenly, your body reacted to the news by moving on its own. You grabbed her shoulders and smashed your lips into hers.

She then grabbed your boxers with her one arm tightly and passionately. Both of your mouths started moving in passionate sync. After a few more seconds, you separated your mouth from hers and breathed heavily.

"Uhm, I think I should attend to your wounds again." You told Lute getting off her lap. "Yea, that would be a good idea. You man child." She told you. "Aww, really Lute? You don't think I'm a hunk of a man?" You asked her. "Not with that childish-niss you aren't," Lute told you. "Ah, Gee, thanks, Lute. Anyway, let's take care of your wounds, " you said as you grabbed the medical supplies you needed at this very moment.

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[ddejavvu]

omg omg i am so sorry for not giving a plot for my last request!! you are so sweet, thank you so much for responding! <33 maybe something along the lines where exterminator!eddie has his sweet innocent girlfriend and when he comes home from work she’s absolutely terrified of a certain bug (unfortunately i’m clueless on bugs or any creature that is to be exterminated lol!) and eddie acts all big and tough like, “nah babe i got this” but even then he’s absolutely terrified.

today is multiverse monday! send me any au you can think of :)

nonono you are so sweet! i'm glad you were able to resubmit one :D i hope you enjoy!

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You're sitting cross-legged in the middle of Eddie's parking spot when he pulls his company van into the driveway, and he frowns at your intrusion. You're up on your feet as soon as you see him coming, scrambling out of the way of his headlights so that he doesn't flatten you.

"Babe," He rolls the van window down, leaning out of it to greet you with a kiss, "What are you doing outside? It's nine at night."

"There's a bug in the kitchen," You inform him, fear heavy in your voice, "A really big one, Eddie. It's gross, I need your help."

"Never fear," He grins, endeared by more than sympathetic towards your panic, "That's what I'm here for, Miss."

He hops down from the van, stuffing the keys in his pocket and starting for the house. You stop him and yank him back to the van, apprehension in your gaze, "Eddie, get a net or something. Or like, a box. A cup. A flamethrower. You can't take him alone."

"He's a bug, not an assassin," Eddie laughs incredulously, "Babe, my job is getting rid of bugs. I can handle this."

"No you can't," You insist, stealing the keys from his pocket and holing yourself up in his passenger's seat, "But when you flee the house in terror please grab my purse!"

Waiting in the car is excruciating. You can't see into the kitchen, there's only a window around the back of the house, so you don't know whether the monster you'd seen crawling out of the sink drain had murdered your poor boy and was coming for you, next. Fortunately, you have to wait only two minutes before Eddie comes sprinting out of the front door, your purse swinging in his hand.

He catapults himself into the driver's seat, bouncing as he lands and grips the steering wheel like it owes him money. His eyes are blown wide, cheeks flushed and breathing heavy.

"Okay," He pants, "Uh, that was gnarly. Centipede, I think. Wayne's specialty. So, uh, we're gonna call him. Okay? That's not- Christ, that's not my department."

"Is it poisonous?" You tuck your knees up on the seat while Eddie fumbles with the company phone, a big chunky receiver mounted into the center console of the van.

"Nah," He shakes his head, curls flying, "Just weird. I don't fuck with anything that has more than eight legs."

Wayne captures the thing in record time. Of course, he spends five minutes before going inside laughing at you, then another ten holding the centipede tantalizingly close to your faces, watching you scream.

"You two are babies." He chuckles, gruff and grizzled, "Son, your job is to work with critters like these."

"Nope. No, fuck that." Eddie pants from his place tucked tight against your chest, clinging to your shoulders, "I'm quitting."

[kayzuii]

YANDERE DEXTER EROTOPH

general romantic headcanons

warnings. yandere behavior, delusional behavior, animal death, animal harm, violence, murder, stalking, kidnapping, obsession.

author’s note. a gift for @enderpearlll.

It's safe to say that DEXTER EROTOPH'S bizarre behavior is only amplified if someone manages to catch his interest. Dexter sees himself as both a main character as well as an author of his own story. He creates his own narrative and forces it onto his love interest, seeing both himself and his love interest as fictional characters in a twisted love game, with the goal to win his love interest’s heart.

If Dexter considers you "his" you'll find yourself the target of extreme possessiveness under the guise of being a good friend merely looking out for you, where he considers your time to be his alone and will go to any means to ensure you do not give attention to others. You may be seen as little more than his property, and he will have no qualms in controlling you for his benefit.

Whether you met him by calling his number to get rid of a pest or as a result of Dexter catching glimpses of you while doing work in your neighborhood, the end result is the same. He is highly possessive of his love interest, going as far as to keep a picture of them in his pocket to stare at whenever he can during working hours. He also becomes extremely upset when his beloved talks to or is around anyone else. The mere idea of someone being more important to his beloved than Dexter himself is infuriating and causes him to lash out with extreme acts of violence to prove his superiority, even if they don't know who he is; said superiority only to prove to himself with the ways he kills the animals he takes to him home.

Dexter is obsessive and possessive, frequently having to monitor his beloved's daily routine from a distance to make sure they stay safe. His beloved will never know, and Dexter doesn't want them to for as long as possible if he can help it. He frequently goes to seek out their validation one way or another; The exterminator will even go as far as taking pests from other homes and letting them loose on your property so that you call him for help, charging you far less for his services than he would any other person.

Dexter is an incredibly possessive individual. When he decides that you are “his,” you will never find a moment’s peace as he watches your every move, and will go to any lengths to keep you for himself - no matter how detrimental it is to your own well-being all to satisfy his needs of wanting to know everything about you. If he considers you “his,” you are nothing more than his property and he will have no quarrels controlling you for his own sick benefit. This behavior is often justified by his desire to protect his beloved while in the background, it is obvious that his motivations are entirely selfish.

Because Dexter Erotoph is more aware of his actions compared to others, he will attempt to make himself appear innocent or oblivious though his attempts come off as more unhinged despite his happy-go-lucky attitude. However, any attempts of his beloved to try and see through his overly kind facade are quickly thwarted by Dexter changing the subject. He can't have you thinking any less of him or having you perceive him as the insane and deranged man that he truly is.

Once a relationship is established whether it be as mere acquaintances or god-forbid as friends, Dexter does not respect personal boundaries and cannot take “no” for an answer. He is stubborn and obsessive, seeing his love interest as his possessions instead of actual human beings with their own life. While frustrating, his good nature despite how off-putting it can be at times makes you brush it off. Dexter will even tone his behavior, though not because he realized the errors of his ways and more so as a means to keep you close. He's insane but he doesn't want to drive you away and so long as his bloodlust is satisfied, he's perfectly fine.

Dexter is an obsessive love addict who finds it hard to control himself around his beloved. When Dexter and his beloved are together, his desires reach an entirely new playing field from love to obsession to downright feral behavior to get more time with their beloved. His desire to know everything about his beloved is not limited to the physical aspect of their life, he wants to know every last detail about their heart and mind. He believes knowing every secret they have to be the peak of closeness and intimacy, even if said intimacy is completely one-sided.

Dexter sees himself as the only man you should be giving attention to and will employ any means available to make you do so. You may not even be aware that Dexter is obsessed with you until you have already entered a toxic relationship with him. This is when you are most vulnerable to his manipulation, as he will go to any lengths to ensure you give all of yourself to him and him alone. He's already an unhinged and disturbed man and now that he has you where he wants you, Dexter doesn't ever want to let go.

As time progresses with the two of you being together, some of Dexter's alarming behavior starts to slip through the cracks more, especially with his gifts. More often than not you're greeted with a dead rat or cat on your porch, leaving you dreading waking up in the morning to do your daily routine. While this is seen as an extremely romantic gesture by the exterminator, he will innocently deny any accusations of being the culprit of the disturbing carcasses at your front door.

As shown in Deadly Smiles, Dexter's lack of satisfaction from not killing any animals in a few days would cause him to be extremely agitated and impatient. He would feel restless and out of place without his kills, making him more prone to lashing out at his beloved if they don't give him attention. His yandere tendencies would not only get worse, but he would find it hard to even sleep without having the idea of murdering his beloved in his mind.

This may result in excessive stalking and possible kidnapping as well as him forcing physical contact. His possessiveness and paranoia will worsen as he attempts to maintain power over his beloved by any means necessary so as to not lose them. Once he kidnaps his beloved, it's all over. Dexter is a yandere that cannot be reasoned with. His love will be made to stay close to him, even in his sleep. He is likely to forbid his lover from seeing anyone else other than him. Dexter would kill anyone who looks at or tries to hurt his precious beloved.

Dexter has no issue with killing in the first place, mainly animals, but his temper will be much more on edge if it has been some days since he last fed his bloodlust. The longer the days pass without being able to kill anything, Dexter will satisfy that need by killing your friends or anyone close to you. Once he sets his mind to murder and he is blinded by a red veil of rage and insanity, the person he is after becomes a target and nothing can stop him from getting what he wants. He is relentless and his anger is unquenchable for the sake of the object of his affection.

[alcoris-shiz]

The Apple Falls Far From The Tree

A/N: So this is a series I'm writing, not sure if I'll release more parts because it was a coping series for me. The rundown on why you may not want to read later parts is because there is Non-Con/R@p3 for the storyline. But I'll make it skippable, you can just skip chapter 2 and won't have to read any of it.

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Chapter 1: His Dear Doe

Overall Description: (Mentions of R@p3) As the child of Lucifer, heir to the throne of Hell, and badass with a badass boyfriend, people normally know not to mess with you. But Adam has other plans, he has a friend in Hell (Didn’t think he was capable of that? Me neither, but this guy helped him- if you’re wondering, it was Striker). He decides he’s gonna make his mark. During the fight you get caught and used, left there but he doesn’t want you dead. He brags about what he did to your boyfriend on the roof convincing you he was dead. He goes back to fighting bragging about what he had done to you, causing Lucifer and Charlie to go feral. Getting stabbed by Niffty doesn’t stop the fact that he left his mark when you fell pregnant. Lucifer gives you a million chances to abort the baby, but you have a chance that it is Alastor’s. When you have twins they come out looking like complete opposites. But raising them in the hotel is what you think will ensure that they are safe.

Chapter Description: The night before the big extermination, you and Alastor have a nice evening together.

~ SMUT (❤️ ω ❤️) ~

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Y/N POV

I sat against the balcony, glancing next to me to my partner. He glanced back at me and his smile softened. “My Deerling, what’s got you all tight?” he asked softly scooting closer to me. I sighed, stupid deer always could read me best. I leaned over as he put up his finger, “Tis Tis, Mon Cheri- Don’t you think I could get an answer before you try to seduce me?” He whispered before scooting back. I giggled and smiled at him softly, “It’s nothing my love, I’m just worried about tomorrow. My sister has worked so hard for this, she has to win, I have to make sure of it.” 

I heard static before my partner hummed, “Well how about we focus on tonight? I’ll court you, then when we can perhaps… make an occasion out of the celebration tomorrow?” I giggled and nodded, looking up at him. I felt as his hand grabbed my waist and yanked me tight against his hip. “Well, what do you say we get out of here while the night is still young, my doe.” I looked up at him and blushed. “Do you mean… actual like… sex?” I whispered the last word. I saw his smile widen and his eyes go dark. “Who said anything about that my Dear! Unless that’s what you want?” I paused and looked down at our friends and my sister talking to each other, distracted.

“We’ve never… I always assumed you weren’t into that.” He grunted and looked at me with an irked smile. “My doe, if I didn’t know any better, that sounds like you thought I wouldn’t bed you.” I felt his claws dig into my waist and I whimpered.

“I just had made the wrong assumptions my love. I would love nothing more than that.” I swear his smile widened. “Well, great! Then first, as talked about over the last year, I would love to give you a gift, but it is downstairs!” he said happily as he picked up my hand and kissed my knuckles gently. He led me downstairs and he brought me over to where our friends and family stood. My father had even joined us tonight at the request of Charlie. 

Charlie spotted us and jumped up excitedly getting strange looks from the other company. I looked at her and laughed as she handed something to Alastor who bowed and thanked her. “What are you two up to? Should I be worried?” I asked as I faced Charlie, she shook her head and pointed behind me. I turned and saw Alastor on one knee, holding a box with a ring inside. I covered my mouth, shocked. “My dear doe, would you do me the honor of marrying me?” he asked softly looking at me with a soft smile. “Yes! Of course, I’ll marry you, I don’t know how I could say no,” I  said as he slipped the ring on my finger and kissed my knuckles slowly and up my arm as he stood. 

“What? My baby is getting married?!” I heard my dad shout. I turned around to see none other than the big boss of hell himself, I smiled and nodded hugging him. He picked me up and spun me as everyone else came and congratulated us. I giggled as I felt a familiar hand grasp my waist. I leaned into it as I was pulled against Alastors chest. “My dear, I think it’s time just the two of us go celebrate our engagement,” he whispered into my ear, breathing slowly down my neck. I shuddered as he spun me towards him and handed me a glass of champagne. “Mmm anything for you my love,” I whispered. 

(AFAB written Smut)

I groaned as I felt my back slam on the bed. I looked up at Alastor as he undressed himself slowly. I smiled at him and raised my arms above my head, his smile went dark as he slipped off his underwear finally. 

“My Darling Doe, be a doll and spread your legs for me.” I did as told and spread myself open for him, I reach down and spread open my pussy for him to see. I watched his face seemingly go out of character as he seemed to short-circuit like Vox. I giggled and spread my legs farther. 

“Come on, please Dear Future Husband, why wait and make me take this torture? I’m ready for you,” I beckoned him with my finger and I watched as he slowly got his senses back and crawled on the bed towards me. I gasped as I felt his claw circle my pussy, slowly pushing a digit inside of me. I moaned wantonly and pushed my hips up into his hand. He leaned down and our lips met, kissing passionately I smiled into the kiss.

Finger after finger made work into my pussy as I groaned softly each time, him slowly working me open. He smiled and pulled out while I whimpered, giving him a kicked puppy look. “Oh Darling Dear, please, I’ll be making work of you soon.” I whimpered again as he made his work between my legs, spreading me open like a flimsy doll. He slipped his cock into my pussy and slowly pushed in.

“Oh Dear, you feel so tight around me… such a good little toy I have.” He groaned as he rutted into me repeatedly. I pushed against his cock and he rutted into me, this caused him to let out a loud moan. I felt him shove into me again, I let out a scream and reached up grabbing onto his antlers. I felt him stop and look at me, his face now dark and scary. But I had a feeling, he wasn’t going to hurt me. “Oh my little doe, don’t you know better than to mess with me in such a manner by now?” he said smirking before grabbing my hips and slamming himself into me again and again with no stop insight. I was flipped onto my stomach as he raised my ass and shoved his cock back into my pussy. “Now my dear doe,” I grunted out still going at an inhumane pace, turning my cervix into mush. “I’m going to breed you, my pretty little thing. I’m going to breed you so everyone knows who you belong to. I will make sure that you are marked so well, you’ll look so pretty with all my markings all over you my little doe,” I whimpered and nodded my head. “Yes sir, I’m all yours Alastor, please knock me up,” I whimpered as he fucked me harder. “Oh my doe, of course, I’ll knock you up. All pretty with MY baby,” he growled into my ear. I nodded as he reached down and rubbed my clit quickly, just enough to vibrate lowly. I moaned out quietly. “Tsk my dearest, I said I wanted to hear you screaming my name tonight and I believe that is what I will be getting.”

He slowly pulled out until only the tip rested inside me and paused, “What’s my name dearest?” Alastor asked, voice low and quiet next to my ear. I felt as he slowly reached his hand up to my hair and yanked. “Al-ASTOR- Ah fuck! Alastor Sir!” I screamed, he gave a low chuckle and pulled my head to look over my shoulder at him. “Good job baby, would you like to face me while I finish in you?” I whimpered thinking about him filling me. “Wanna face you Alastor Sir,” I whimpered while he smiled. “Good little doe, you gonna cum soon?” he asked softly and rubbed my face. “Don’t know sir,” he chuckled and let out another tsk. “Would you, want me to try my hand at… getting you off?” I gave a quizzical look but nodded slowly. I felt him slip out and groaned. “Shush now Y/N,” he whispered and laid me on my back. I felt his lips meet mine, kissing softly he nuzzled me softly. “Alastor, wh- Ahhh,” he had made his way down, leaning down to suck on my clit. I gasped and writhed under him. I felt myself going to buck into his mouth but he quickly placed his hands on my hips and held them down. “Dear little doe, let me make you remember this as the best night of your life,” he chuckled. “Yessss Alastor~” his tongue prodded before fucking me roughly with it. He sucked and licked until I felt myself getting close, “Alastor- if you don’t stop I’m gonna cum!” I screamed. He fucked me roughly and I felt my stomach coil. “Cum my little doe,” I screamed his name and felt myself release all over his face. “My my darling doe, making such a mess,” he said chuckling as he licked his lips. He sat up and rammed his cock into me with no warning. I groaned and whimpered as he fucked me roughly, slamming his dick in me. “Beg for me to release in you little doe, I wanna hear you,” he grunted smiling sharply at me. I whimpered and began to beg, “Fuck me, cum in me. Fill me with your baby, fill me, and mark me as yours. I’m yours Alastor, all yours.” 

“Oh- fuck” I heard loud static before whimpering, my release shocking both myself and him. I came gripping his cock with my pussy while he groaned. “My little doe, you’re... So tight-” He moaned loudly and came in me, filling me load after load. I whimpered as he collapsed down, softly kissing my neck and shoulder. Leaving a few nibbles that I was sure would show up later on as bruises.

“Thank you Alastor, that was the best night of my life so far,” I whispered nuzzling him. I felt his mouth turn and a smile rise more. “There will be much for my little doe in the future, that is of course a promise.” I smiled as sat up, his cock slipping out. I went to complain but was met with his lips against mine. “Now hush, aftercare is the most important part of lovemaking.” Alastor said with a chuckle. I watched him leave and return quickly, “I have a bath running my dearest if you’d allow me to show you the way,” I giggled as he lifted me bridal style. “Afterwards, a massage and the finest cuddles for you my dear doe.” he said brightly.

“Al?” I asked softly as he carried me to the bathroom. “Hm?” he hummed. “Thank you, for everything. Being my everything. I love you.” I whispered.

“No, my dear, thank you for allowing me to call you my doe. For letting me care, thank you Y/N. I love you very much as well.” He whispered and placed me in the bathtub gently. Warm water engulfed me and was topped off by him slipping behind me. I leaned against him as he wrapped his arms around me. Both of us sighing contently together, we chuckled in response. Just enjoying the moment

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Word Count: 1,849 A/N: Last warning, chapter 2 contains material that will make people uncomfortable, it'll be obvious what happened in the 3rd part so if I do upload it understand you can skip it if you wanna keep reading. Much love darling~ 🩷

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The greatest yarn ball ever. Honestly, I need more of them in my life. I never really view Y/N as me. I always enjoy seeing them be their own character more. So y/n having an actual design and what seems to be their own personality instead of a blank. That's the good shit right there. Them working for the Vees is so great. Are they also at the hotel? Are they there for redemption? Does Alastor know about y/ns connection to Vox? What is overlord y/n like? Are they sadistic? Did they just take control to immediately use their power to hide in their room and play video games? THEY ARE SO COOL AND CUTE AND I HAVE TOO MANY QUESTIONS!!!!! (Sorry for the long ask. I just really love your art)

I'm really glad you like them! I also love when reader has more of a personality and their own little quirkys, I'm very picky with fics and love stepping into reader's toes when they got a perssonality more than when it's a reader trying to be as neutral as possible.

I'm also trying to do more desig for the Y/N I have, hazbin is the first sucessfull one that isn't just a grey blob with eyes that are Y/N in them(villainous is next i fell it).

As per this comic, yeah :D, reader lives in the Hotel.

And no they are not there for redemption, they are like Angel in the beginning, seeking a place to live more than seeking redemption, to stay they offered their services as a technician and one more extra hand to the chores. The hotel is the first place they can actualy rest without worrying about stalkers and creepy fuckers, so it's slowly being home and it's residents their roommates

I imagine Alastor absolutely does know they work for Vox, since in their uniform they have the Voxtek logo, he probably was waiting to see if they were like sirpentius but more blunt and with a good poker face, they can stay as long as they don't try to film or put a camera were they shouldn't. He is also a gossip girl and loves listening to them complaining about they work and specifically teleports into the bar when the talk is about one of reader's bosses.

Overlord reader is sadistic yes, however they take on a more... emotional approach - my intention with sinner/regular reader is that they write to satisfy the more emotional weight hell probably lacks. See Valentino's porn that are 100% only porn and no plot. Their writting takes on a more emotional catarses approach - so overlord reader is a bit like Alastor, a conman, they toy with emotions and belive themselves above actualy feeling them(but we know were this can go ;) ), their sadism is in the form of the betrayal their victims feel when they get tricked into a contract after perhaps years of "friendship".

As an informant they are constantly up to date with the generation and it's hard to pin point what actual decade they died in, they can be charming, they job is practically be the persson with the most connections in hell afterall. And their story is, Funnily enough, a matter of luck, right time, right words, and right people, overlord reader is always present and takes to a variety of hobbies to conect with people, they have always something to talk about and to tell.

I imagine they wish they could just lock themselfs in their room and play games, but they are in too deep into their own web and now needs to maintain it to have a semblance of security. I'm still thinking who can swap with who for overlord reader's world so we got more of dynamics to work with. For now I only have like, overlord Husk and Angel, and the Vees I'm thing of "joining the hotel for redemption but not really they just are broke and need a place to hide but hey maybe they can finaly have a semblance of normality and grow as people there now?", maybe Charlie is the Alastor in here and Emily got the "hotel" idea? I'm still working on it and the show still have mysteries that I can't include (like who the fuck is behind Alastor's strings and Lilith's canon perssonality so i'm riding on headcanons for those)

Don't worry about asks! I'm having so much fun taking about hazbin reader it gives me opportunity to work on ideas and maybe a little plot for a future fic?(i saw your coment and i'm brainstorming ideas for it now)