#so sweet! ily 💌

[aemnds]

stop ! you’re so cute 😩♡

❛ ♡. gif credit. ⎯⎯ 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋. ❜

★ ⎯⎯ demon!aemond wants nothing more than to possess you, his dream girl.

𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗋’𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾: first time posting my writing here (i’ve had other accounts, but due to life.. i’ve decided to start fresh). obviously, do not read if you’re a minor, thank you. ♡

𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌: mdni, mild smut, dark!aemond, profanity, she/her pronouns, AFAB reader, innocence kink, manipulation, cunnilingus, fingering, sexual tension, possessive & obsessive behavior, pet names, romance, fluff—any grammatical errors are my own -- in advance, i sincerely apologize.

𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍: 1,875

𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔—𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘, 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃, 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋.

“are you an angel?” you asked dreamily, your voice soft and sleepy as your long eyelashes fluttered, soft like pillowy clouds.

the demon gave a small, breathy chuckle, though didn’t give you a verbal response—but his left sapphire eye flashed in warning.

“no, my sweet girl, but i can be… for you,” he crooned softly, bending down to brush his cold, plush lips against the delicate skin of your cheek, one of his big hands reaching up to comb his long fingers through your messy hair, like a mother’s gentle touch—lovingly.

“am i dreaming?” you asked next, causing the demon to let out another airy chuckle, his one violet eye flashing in amusement, while his left sapphire eye flashed dangerously from the moonlight that was seeping into your bedroom.

the demon hummed softly, the corner of his mouth twitching as though he thought of something that humored him, as if he knew something you did not.

still, he did not answer your question.

you pouted.

the demon’s lips curled up into a small smirk. “my curious girl—sleep, my sweet girl… i shall be here, watching over you, as i have always been,” he purred, leaning down once more to claim your lips in a deep, passionate kiss, as if it were the last time he’d ever kiss your sweet, plump lips.

for some unknown reason, your eyes pooled with tears, streaming down the sides of your face, making the tip of your nose tickle as you sniffled softly, your lips quivering as he kissed you—possessively.

the demon pulled back to stare down at you, a small frown on his face as he gently brushed a teardrop away with a calloused fingertip.

“do not cry, my sweet girl—i shall take care of you, as i always have,” he cooed once again, his voice saccharine sweet as he gazed down at you longingly, sucking the tip of his index finger that he’d used to brush a tear away from your cheek.

the demon hummed once again.

“hmm, so pretty when you cry—your tears… taste of the finest ambrosia,” he murmured, speaking mostly to himself before laughing softly at his own thoughts, offering you a small shrug.

“or… the closest thing that i can imagine ambrosia tastes like.”

you whined softly, your mind feeling fuzzy, his words confusing you more and more.

“shhh,” the demon hushed, slowly pulling your heavy blanket off of you, exposing you to the chilly air of your bedroom, moonlight shining in through your curtains and shining over your skin, as well as the demon’s long, silvery hair, making it look as though it were glowing—like a angel’s halo.

“tell me, my sweet girl—is your sweet little cunt slick with want?” the demon asked, his voice a soft rasp, gravelly and needy.

you gasped softly at his crude words, your heart fluttering inside of your chest. “n-no.. no, i—it’s n-not,” you denied in a rush, causing your cheeks to flush under his intense, one-eyed gaze—watching as he moved to crawl in between your smooth legs, pushing your warm thighs apart with his big, veiny hands almost effortlessly.

as your eyes adjusted to being awake, you finally noticed the black, leathery wings attached to the angel’s back—they were massive, as he crawled over you, before he folded them behind himself as he settled and got comfortable to lay between your spread thighs.

you looked down, curious and confused—causing the demon to smirk to himself, his innocent girl.

“w-what… what are you d-doing?” you asked quietly, nervously shifting on your bed, before sucking in sharp breath, watching as the angel—your angel—lifted up your babydoll pink nightgown.

the demon’s violet eye widened slightly, peering underneath your bunched up nightgown and seeing that you’ve chosen to wear no panties—almost like you wanted him to taste you.

your exposed, slick cunt was like an offering to him—as if he were your god and you were merely a humble servant.

the demon chuckled, “were you expecting me, pretty girl?”

you flushed.

“n-no! i—i w-wasn’t…” you stammered, looking so sweet and delicious.

the demon sighed softly. “hmm,” he hummed to himself, lifting a hand and gently tapping your mound, “you know, lying is a sin, my sweet girl,” he teased, his sapphire eye flashing menacingly.

you couldn’t speak, too embarrassed to say anything as your angel lowered his face right in front of your slick cunt and deeply inhaled, before releasing a sigh of satisfaction.

“fuck—you smell mouthwatering, i can only imagine how you taste… will you let me taste you, darling?” he questioned, looking up at you through his heavy lidded eyes, licking his lips in anticipation.

your eyes widened, your belly fluttering with butterflies. “t-taste me? i.. i d-don’t understand—“ you spoke, before being cut off by the demon’s mocking laugh, one of his thumbs reaching up to gently rub your clit, making you flinch.

“do not worry, my sweet girl—i shall take care of you,” he promised, before burying his face into your cunt, moaning at the taste of you as you practically shrieked.

the demon lapped at your wet folds hungrily, humming as he slithered his tongue into your little fuckhole, groaning as your juices pooled on his tongue, allowing him to finally taste you after so long.

“a-aahhhh, n-no, no… oh! gods,” you cried out, feeling those childish, overwhelming tears pool in your eyes once more, while your back arched up off of your bed in pure bliss.

“a-angel…!” you whimpered, feeling the angel’s plush lips move up just slightly to begin suckling on your little clit, making you wail and thrash around.

the demon chuckled breathlessly against you, before bringing up a large hand that was holding onto one of your thighs and placed it on your lower belly, holding you down. “aemond,” the demon purred against you, his voice slightly muffled by how he kept licking and sucking at your little, swollen clit.

“a-aemond…?” you whined questionably, not understanding what your precious angel was telling you.

the demon sighed, continuing to suck on your clit, while bringing his other hand that wasn’t holding you down to begin caressing your soaked folds, parting them slightly before slipping a long, calloused finger inside of you, groaning at the warmth and wetness that enveloped him, your walls fluttering at the welcomed intrusion.

“my name… you may call me aemond,” he grunted, before fucking your little fuckhole with a long finger, his pace was furious and wild, while moving his head back and forth as his mouth paid special attention to your engorged clit.

“o-oh…! aemond, a-aemond—please,” you begged, sounding so fucking pretty, aemond felt his cock twitching in his black leather trousers.

aemond continued his ministrations on your drooling cunt, slipping a second one of his deft fingers into you, curling them inside you to find that special spot, which had gone completely unnoticed due to your euphoria—fuck, you stretched around his fingers so beautifully.

once he found it, you screamed his name—causing aemond to purr as he continued gently rubbing the little spongy spot inside of your cunt.

“that’s it, my sweet girl,” aemond hissed, his skilled tongue doing figure eights on your clit, before he abruptly switched his methods—his tongue was now sliding in and out of your tight fuckhole, fucking your virgin hole wildly.

aemond began humping his hips against your bed, his cock angry and in terrible need, but he was known for his patience—two of his drenched fingers rubbed furiously against your clit, coaxing your orgasm forward to spill on his waiting tongue, knowing it wouldn’t take much more for you to come on his tongue.

you cried out, begging for mercy as your belly coiled so tightly, so close to reaching your release, almost feeling like a rubber band was about to snap inside of your belly. “oh, gods! p-please, aemond… i-i need t-to—“ you cut yourself off with a long, high pitched squeal.

aemond’s face was practically smushed against your cunt, before he became practically frenzied—moving both of his lean arms to wrap around your trembling thighs tightly, while pressing his face more so against you, his sharp nose stimulating your clit as he moved his head from side to side, while continuously fucking you with his tongue.

a few moments later, you screeched as you came, your upper body thrashing wildly, your little hands squeezing your blanket so tightly you thought you’d tear holes into the thick linen.

aemond relished in your release, feeling great pride and amusement that he was able to get you to come on his tongue so easily, as well as have you so vulnerable—to have claimed you as his.

soon, soon… he’d fuck you until you were swollen with his demon baby, he’d claim you in every single way imaginable—and the best part?

you’d have nobody to help you, he’d kill anyone who tried taking you away from him—it didn’t matter who, he didn’t care, you belonged to him and only him.

once aemond slurped up all that you had to offer, licking between your folds, while his tongue swirled around your hole once more, making sure to collect every single drop you had spilled, did he pull away—but only for a moment.

aemond gazed up at you, observing you quietly as he usually did, watching as your chest—your beautiful, perky breasts heaved as you tried to catch your breath.

“are you alright, my love?” he cooed, squinting his one-eye up at you to see your flushed face, your skin dewy with sweat and your hair a even more wild mess.

you nodded eagerly, causing aemond to chuckle and lean forward to leave small, open-mouthed kisses across your inner thighs, hearing your breath hitch, causing him to smirk.

“‘tis alright, darling—you may sleep now, close your eyes and dream of me,” he purred, before biting the meaty part of your right thigh—a claiming mark—hearing your yelp and feeling you jolt from the slight pain.

for a moment, you hesitated, not wanting to close your eyes, afraid that your angel—aemond—would disappear forever.

oh, how naïve you were.

no, aemond would never leave you.

aemond raised an eyebrow, sensing your hesitation and fear, making him lick his lips hungrily—he couldn’t help himself but be greedy with you, his precious girl.

your soul was just too sweet, too delectable—he couldn’t give you up now… oh, no, no—that just wouldn’t do.

you were his now—only his.

“you needn’t worry, my sweet. i shall be here when you wake up,” he promised, his voice a low rasp, before he leaned forward and pressed a loving kiss against your throbbing clit, causing you to squeak.

aemond chuckled.

“sleep,” he commanded, his tone of voice holding no question for argument, though he still remained soft with you, not wanting to frighten you.

instantly, you obeyed him—his obedient girl.

oh, if only his dearest mother could see him now, she would be enraged.

still… he couldn’t give you up now, not when he finally has you in his grasp—no. he couldn’t give you up, it was out of the question… you were his, you belonged to him—body, mind, heart and soul.

besides, how else was he supposed to keep feeding off of your soul?

fin

[not-neverland06]

HELLO???? WHY AM I JUST NOW FINDING THESE 😭😭😭

When I tell you that I am FERAL for your writing, I'm not even kidding. I am DROOLING all over the angst you've written. (especially the logan ones, but watch me zoom and read the ones you've written for others as well 🤤)

Like I cannot PHYSICALLY tell you how much I love that stomach churning, heart crushing shit. Rip my wounds open and make them bleed fr fr 🥹🥹🥹

(Seriously tho, you're an incredible writer. Can't wait to read more of your stuff ❤️)

Oh my god stop, I'm blushing and freaking out. Thank you so much!! I'm glad you're enjoying my writing and if you do a deep dive into my other works, prepare yourself lol. I'm really not good at writing nothing but fluff, so there's always some angst in everything I write (oops)

It means so much to me when readers tell me that they physically felt pain while reading my writing. My favorite thing is when an author can concoct something that actually makes my chest ache, so this means so much to me 💗

[mammon-s]

Mammon would drag you into bed and force you to cuddle with him if you were stressed. He’d be so clingy, giving you kisses all over. Burying his face in your neck, trying to get as close to you as possible. He kisses you on the sensitive skin there and adores the little sounds you make. He can think of another way to distract you. He won’t stop until all you can think about is his name.

THIS IS SO SWEET IM GOING TO CRY THANK YOU FOR THIS

😭😭🥺🥺

THIS IS LITERALLY ALL I WANT

Literally though Mammon would be such a sweetheart whenever you feel stressed or upset his cuddles would actually heal all my problems for real

And sweet soft cuddly comfort sex to make you feel better omg that would be amazing

I love him so much

[drmellking]

Ummmmm your new time travel fic??? "We Could Be Lucky Again"??? Holyyy shit that was fantastic, I'm going to be useless tomorrow at work just thinking about it 😭

AHHH stop ur too kind 🥺🥺 i was kinda scared it would flop but this ask made my day, thank you so much lovely 🥹🩷🫶🏻

[kedsandtubesocks]

AHEM, ,,, you called my beloved?

giving u biggest smooches erika 💐💖✨💍🎂 my wife 4ever and ever!!!!!

my dearest Moda!! LIGHT OF MY LIFE - IM GIVING YOU TWICE AS MANY SMOOCHES!!

ily my special wonderful spouse 4ever 💐🥺💕

[fleurfiles]

u remind me sm of this pic idk why and i love you TEHEHE have a great rest of your day angel

AWH THATS SO CUTE I LOVE U

[enkvyu]

yn talking to gojo in two faced vibes

HELP this is literally their relationship condensed into one image.. how did u get an screenshot of the next chapter 😯

[bratbarzal]

I need you to know when I read:

He sees more too, he thinks - not just in terms of seeing you, but actually seeing the things about yourself you’re trying to hide. Like how you’re stressed about school, and hiding yourself away, and probably not eating as much as you should.

And realised he’d been eating with her all week and buying her food and sharing his food I actually had to take a moment to pull myself together. I feel like I need to re-read LIH from the beginning and see if I missed any other little details like this.

Maggie I know every ask says it by now but your writing is so special and you’re so talented please never stop sharing it with us I’m so grateful to get this for free ahaha 😅

He really loves her!!!!!! And his love language is food!!!!!

seriously tho I tried not to go too deep into her bad habits and the way she kind of declined with school because this fic is angsty enough but to have someone see that when everyone else is happy to let you kind of wither away and lose yourself is really special, that’s best friend behaviour right there!!

[yunjitsu]

Make them regret considering giving you anything other than a good score. Don’t falter.

-Levi

🥺🥺🥺 💖

the fucking sweetest of all human beings, aren't you? 😭 🤍

[prettyboybun]

Had my lil tail plug put in earlier and it felt so good 🥺 He put it on under my clothes and held up the vibrator where it was, calling me a good lamb, saying I look so pretty for him >//< I normally like very soft gentle sex but sometimes I think about him shoving me down to the ground and using me there as rough as he wants, where I can't help but whimper and squirm •///•

-💌

[screampied]

NOOO WHATRE YOU STUCK ON??? i shall help ☝️

i'm doing okayy, tis currently 12:34am for me :,) so i'm just, here, if you will

HELPPP omg i went to work right when u sent this mb bae 🙊 but basically i’m writing a ghostface threesome fic and idk if i should likeee have it mirror the movie kinda bc it starts off w the reader answering the phone like the movies always start yk

do you thinkkkk it should be plot based or nah 🫦

[halucynator]

wdym your trademark is being my favorite person <3

AKSKDKSKKDKKSJFJRJSJFJF ILYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

[citrlet]

i was mutuals w you ages ago in fc5 era i miss you 😭

whaaaat 😭😭 i miss you too!!!

[kedsandtubesocks]

In this year that is coming to an end I want to take a moment to thank the people who, perhaps without knowing it, have helped me get through it. The ones that with their art, with their heart, with their light have given me comfort.  My wonderful Erika, in my mind you are made of sparkles and rainbow... Thank you for being your wonderful self and for shinning your light on us. Sp grateful for you...

May your 2025 be full of wonders, fortune, love, strength and happiness. ✨💙✨

My sweet darling Sara 🥺

Sara oh my gosh I’m getting emotional you’re too kind thank you I’m honored truly

You’re the one made of sparkles and pure sunlight, you don’t know how much you light up my days and have brought such warmth to my life!!!

I’m extra grateful for YOU 🫵

Thank you for the fun giggles, the extra sweet exchanges, the comfort and love you’ve shared with me I feel grateful to know you

I’m holding your warm wishes extra tight in my heart and appreciate you beyond words

Here’s to 2025 and I hope it’s filled with magic and so much love for you!! ✨💌

[taintedcigs]

Hey beauty! I just read your last post and figured I'd share something with you, cause as someone who recently just got back into writing after a decade - I found it super fucking relatable.

Anyway you know that Mark Twain quote where it's like "Sing like no one's listening, love like you've never been hurt, dance like nobody's watching, and live like it's heaven on earth."

Well I've started telling myself to write like nobodies reading because at the end of the day if you write soley for the masses and not because it gives you genuine joy then what's the point?

Not that getting validation for the art you pour your heart and soul into isn't amazing because IT IS - but I do think we can get super caught up in it, like with likes on Instagram for example (I grew up in the 90s so I'm lucky enough to remember a time without constant social media access I guess).

Maybe this helps you and maybe it doesn't, but I figured it wouldn't hurt to share. Either way, I'm a huge fan of your work and I am SUPER excited for you to enter your IDGAF Era and see what you come up with next!

I hope you feel better soon love, and remember to never let the bastards grind you down 🖤✊🏻

hi, honey!! this is so so sweet of you, thank you you for taking your time to say this AHHHH. i agree wholeheartedly! ALMOST all of my writing has been trying to cater to everyone, which i realized is impossible. there's always going to be someone who's not going to be your audience! which is totally fine, everyone has different tastes! i am trying to remind myself that more and more, because not writing for myself really defeats the whole purpose of writing being an enjoyable hobby for me! it gets tough at times and i put a lot of pressure on myself for no reason, but im trying to create a more peaceful space for myself!

thank you for your kind words it does help a lot and im soso glad you enjoy my writing!! 😭💗🥹

[riaki]

ur writing is so good and i enjoy ur work so much…BUT HOW COULD YOU END THAT CLASSMATE GOJO REQUEST LIKE THAT? hello? sympathy for my heart?

will say again, i loved it <3

THANK U NONNIE TEEHEE i thougjt it was a nice ending :3 was it angsty to u? if so i’m sorry but u should probably know i enjoy angst over everything else 🙍🙍