Interesting thing to note for Mara is I don't think she ever calls anyone.
She won't call/text Lucifer no matter how much she needs to (it's a Pride thing)
She doesn't need to call Mammon because she usually sends direct texts and he comes running (Like she'll text: "Room. Now." And he'll come over so they can hang)
She will text Leviathan but leaves him on one word answers when he's weebing out too much or she'll text like she does Mammon (Like: "Wow." "Interesting." "Cool.")
She never reaches out to Satan. (The two actually have nothing to really talk about so they talk when they're in the same room)
She barely texts or calls Asmo (Same issue with Satan not much to talk about but they'll talk in the same room)
She can call and text Beel but she prefers in person or will do the direct answers to get him with her (Like Mammon except she might text: "Gym Now." Or "Burgers?" Since the two get along a bit more)
And she will never call/text Belphegor (It's a "I fucking hate you" thing)
And then for the dateables she never calls/texts Diavolo or Barbatos or returns their calls.
The only ones she'll put effort into is Solomon, Simeon, and Luke (And she enjoys texting Solomon immensely) and she does the other three as well 13, Mephistopheles, and Raphael
But yeah Mara's just really an unfriendly and unreceptive MC to worship.
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hiii can I perhaps. have either a woman who is nice and older but vaguely demeaning in a sweet way OR a man who is just a scheming guy who will not let anyone in (bastard or affectionate). or like any clown/jester at all that's good too
I have other types too if these r not applicable to any ocs of urs
god I had the perfect woman but I can't fucking find her pic so here's one of my several scheming bastards
Here's one of my BC bastards, he's Skoll's younger brother and the brains of the squad
He's not rly scheming in like. an evil way. he's just the only one who knows how to play ahead and get anywhere. He's also a diplomat for the family so he's good at getting connections and doing business dealings and things of the sort. He's also VERY good at pretending to be friendly for business reasons but he's actually a fairly cold and distant bitch who's very difficult to get along with gshfghdk if you DO find a way to worm your way into his heart, platonically or romantically, he is THE most loyal bitch in the world. And he's very traditionally romantic and needs to Properly Court someone should he be interested in them like that
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smiles cryptically :)
unprompted, always accepting ! @hiircgi ♡
in contrast, the woman's porcelain features remain perfectly blank. not a smile, not a frown; nothing at all.
❛ your smile— ❜ it's a little creepy ... but would that be hypocritical for her to say ? ( to look human yet lack human expressions / feeling is terribly uncanny, after all ) ❛ ... are you smiling because you are happy ? ❜ she has her prediction for the answer already, but it was best the hear from the person himself; perhaps an explanation for this somewhat ominous look too, maybe.
if it is the boy's real and genuine smile of happiness, though— then. oh, dear ...
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afab!reader, keegan fucking up into you, creampie <3
for the anon who wanted keegan content after PLM 🫡 i didn't forget about u
there was something you absolutely loved about being pressed against keegan. When he was laid back against the bed, you in his lap, his strong arms wrapped around you and pinning your chest against his.
you were already drooling against his bare shoulder from the way he was slowly rutting his hips up, his feet braced against the bed so he could get the most leverage. his blunt nails bite into your skin but you hardly even notice the burning sensation.
“fuck,” he finally speaks, that deep, raspy voice sending heat straight to your core, “needed this. needed you all fuckin’ day.”
“kee…” you can’t help but whimper, lashes fluttering when the tip of his cock hits a particularly sensitive spot inside.
you don’t have the room or movement freedom to look between your bodies to see the mess you’re making all over him but you can feel it. you can feel the slick slide of your thighs against his hips and you can hear the gooey, sticky noises that your pussy makes when he slides inside you.
your clit rubbed against the firm plane of his stomach every time his hips met your ass. you were jostled, easily rocked to his rhythm and you loved every second of it.
“so sweet,” he coos, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head, “bein’ so good for me.”
you keen under his praise, heat flushing to your cheeks when you involuntarily clench down around him. you know he feels it too, in the way he grunts and chuckles under his breath.
he adjusts his grip on you and you barely even have time to prepare yourself before he fucks up into you hard.
you yelp when the tip of his cock knocks against your cervix. it hurts but it’s not anything new – keegan’s got a nice, long cock and you’ve come to enjoy that sweet pang of pain.
he shushes you softly when you cry out but he doesn’t hold back. the sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room and underneath your cries of pleasure you can hear the wet sound of your cunt swallowing every inch of his cock.
the sounds he makes are quiet, easily missed under the volume of your own cries but you hear them nonetheless. and they’re lovely. keegan isn’t very vocal so you soak up any little sounds he supplies you. you’ve dreamt of pinning him down and riding him until he has no choice but tho cry out and moan for you. but you know that’s just a pipe dream because keegan is always in charge and has more self control than you think one could ever have.
it just made the sounds he gave you all the more precious.
another thing about keegan was his unbelievable stamina. even supporting your weight, doing all the work to fuck his pretty cock up into your sweet little cunt, he wasn’t even out of breath. you were a mess – panting, moaning, drooling, and crying from how well he fucked you. every thrust was well-aimed to that gooey little spot deep inside you that only keegan was able to reach.
pleasure fogged your brain, with your pussy stuffed nice and full, getting fucked just right and your clit grinding against him with every movement, you couldn’t even think properly beyond him. his name fell from your lips like a mantra, music to his ears.
“g-gonna cum,” you manage to babble out between pleasured huffs.
“i know,” he grunts, hand cupping the back of your neck in a firm grip, to keep you pinned against him. he loved the feeling of you drooling all over him, fucked nice and dumb all for him. he knew your body like the back of his hand, recognized the sweet breaks in your voice, the tight, wet clutching of your cunt, and the way your pretty body trembled and twitched in his hold.
“keegan!” you cry, raking your nails down his skin as your feet kick up and slam back down to the bed, the stimulation becoming too much the higher you’re pushed to your orgasm.
“yeah, baby,” he grunts from effort as he fucks you deeper and harder, working to get you over that edge, “i’m right here, babydoll. go ahead and cum for me, fuck.”
and you do.
clutching at him and crying out in pure pleasure as you cream a sweet little mess around his cock. he imagines pulling out and seeing your cum covering his cock, imagines making you get on your knees and clean him up as thank you for fucking you so well. the image makes him moan, his own eyes rolling back in his head. his cock twitches and throbs in the heat of your twitching pussy and before you even come down, he’s filling you with his load.
getting to creampie you is a nice little reward for working hard all day and coming home to you <3
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