#thirteen x mc

[anintrovertedechoe]

headcanon that MC likes to annoy thirteen by calling her different numbers

thirteen: MC isnt so bad :))

MC: hey 31 what’s up

thirteen: im going to stick your fucking life candle up your own ass you fucking piece of shit-

so anyways yeah they’re in love

[luxthestrange]

Incorrect quotes#904...Girls

Thirteen: You're wearing make-up 

F!Mc: Oh, it's just eyeliner, Do you like it? 

Thirteen: ...Looks okay... I guess 

-Later-

Thirteen, sobbing into Lilith's shoulder: She looked so good 

Lilith: I know

Thirteen: I'm so lesbian

Lilith: I know... 

[synne-ful]

We love the Attic Club Sandwich, but what about an Immortal Club Sandwich? 🤔💕

[yan-lorkai]

hello! your requests are open, so here i am! could i request the dateables noticing that mc hates demon food? like complete refusal to eat it, even starving themselves if there is no option for human food. if you dont want to do the group it can just be barbatos :3

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A/N: Honestly Devildom food really can be something else ತ⁠_⁠ತ, though I can understand Mc since I would also hesitate to eat anything that seemed strange. How would I even know that the dishes weren't poisonous to humans? Regardless I hope you enjoy!

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Characters: Simeon, Barbatos, Solomon, Thirteen & Diavolo

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Warnings: Yandere content, forced feeding, that's all.

Simeon understands your struggle with eating Devildom's food since everything is so different from what you are used to, but the angel understands that you need to adapt since you will be spending a long time down here. Simeon is not at Barbatos' level but he prepares varied snacks and meals hoping you'll find something you like; the result however is always the same. You hate it and he doesn't have the heart to force you to eat it, even for him the demons' food is extremely strange and has a peculiar taste.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Lying is wrong, but if you don't eat anything you will get sick. So Simeon lies about the ingredients that Diavolo supposedly sent to you and uses his angelic magic to disguise the taste, the texture, the smell and to change the appearance of the dish. If you discover his little lie, he will feel guilty and apologize, and he will be sincere about his intentions. He doesn't like lying to you after all but he's not gonna let you starve yourself, he will hold you in his lap and spoonfed you if necessary.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Barbatos imagined that something like this could happen, after all demonic cuisine is completely different and he can understand why you would be uncomfortable trying something so strange. There are dishes that genuinely don't look good but taste good but you vehemently refuse to try any dish that isn't human. But his knowledge about food is extensive, drinks, foods and fruits, he is sure he can create the perfect dish that suits your taste buds.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ However, starving yourself is not possible in front of him. If necessary, he will shove food into your mouth and hold your limbs while you struggle, and you will eat everything until there is no grain left. He can be an attentive butler when he needs to be, but if you continue to act like a child and refuse to eat he will think of more extreme measures to get you to eat.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Well... You are insistent on eating human food, but I think that after you taste Solomon's dishes you will be able to eat Devildom's dishes without any problems. Or, you can persist through the horrors and continue eating the food of your fellow human, whose appearance always looks like the food is going to jump off the plate and choke you to death. But well, it's human food like you wanted.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Solomon understands your reluctance to try Devildom's food since it looks strange, but he convinces you little by little to eat it so you don't get sick. And as a human, you trust him (bad idea, really, you shouldn't trust someone who doesn't know how to cook). While he gets you used to Devildom food, Solomon still happily cooks for you, even packing lunches for you and inviting you on kitchen dates to spend time together - the brothers and the dateables reaction is like this btw: (⁠╬⁠☉⁠д⁠⊙⁠)⁠⊰

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ At least there are instant noodles, apples and pancakes in Devildom, so you can possibly survive on that.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Thirteen is a reaper, but reapers and demons share similarities in many things, especially food. It might be a little weird at first, but Thirteen likes it and she shares her food with you, piling food on your plate until it looks like a mountain and she watches you push and turn the vegetables and meat around. Humans are funny, why don't you just ignore the taste and texture and eat? You know that if you don't eat you can get sick and die, would this be your way of telling her that you want her to harvest your soul early? Oh my, are you courting her?

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Thirteen goes to the human world often to collect souls so while she is there she can bring you snacks and food that you like, however this all comes at a price. Sometimes it's easy things like spending time with her or helping her build her traps, but she tends to escalate her requirements with each trip made to the human world.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Diavolo, bless his heart, was too excited about the exchange program stuff and ended up forgetting about that little aspect. He's never tasted human food and you've never tasted demon food, so it's only fair that he invites you to a little feast where you can taste each other's worldly food. He's having the time of his life, listening to you talk about the human world and the place you live, but you're not having as much fun. Who the hell eats Quetzalcoatl Brain? What even is Quetzalcoatl brain?

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ It's important for you to note that although he has the power to bring human food here and he wants to do that, Diavolo won't. You will get used to this new cuisine whether you want to or not, isn't it customary to eat different foods when visiting different countries? You're just being silly in his opinion. Do you want to go hungry? May you go hungry then, it's his exchange program and he chose you to be part of it, your little aversion won't be a problem. In the end of the day, Diavolo could very well just use his magic to make you eat.

[cnl0400]

Since MC gets put on deadly situations almost daily....

A MC who is very clumsy and gets seriously hurt very often, so every time they have a near death experience they are visited by a reaper (mostly Thirteen), so now every time Thirteen visits them, they turns her visit into an opportunity to flirt with her (obviously Thirteen Is very concerned about this, how can a human be so careless?)

MC, who has accidentally fallen down the stairs or something like that IDK: Oh, Hi Thirteen!, I wasn't expecting your visit hehehe~

Thirteen: *sighs* [MC], you know I have a phone, right? If you want to talk to me, you could just call me... you know that right?

[lorkai]

づ A/N: This idea has been living rent free in my head for a few months now and I finally had time to sit and write down. Might write a part 2 but idk yet. Also reblogs are appreciated!

Characters: Thirteen, Solomon, Simeon & Barbatos

There are stupid things that are expected to be common sense. For example, everyone knows that eating Solomon's food is an extremely dumb idea. Alas you are dumb and decided to eat the pasta he had made after one lesson you had; resulting in you gaining immortality.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Thirteen is the first being to notice the change. Your candle is forever frozen just like Solomon's, motionless, the flames static and the reaper is left in a mix of feelings when she understands what happened; what that terrible wizard have done to you, poor you and your beautiful soul and mortality. She questions you about it as soon as she sees you, no matter who is around, questioning you about your immortality, about what happened and if you are happy with your decision.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ For her, this was what you wanted so when she finds out that you didn't even know about it Thirteen doesn't know how to react. You recount the day's events to her, how you trained magic with Solomon and then had dinner with him. It's so comical, so unbelievable, several humans searched for a way to obtain immortality and you just had to eat the food that Solomon prepared for you. She is crying with laughter and rolling on the floor at this point, however, the reaper will be more than happy to help you find a way to undo your immortality if you so desire.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Solomon was by your side when Thirteen appeared suddenly and he is so surprised by this information. I mean, he doesn't understand how a simple pasta can make you immortal since he himself only became immortal through one of his failed experiments, but he also didn't know his cooking could do this??? He is not at all sad about the news as now he know his beloved apprentice will live forever, however, yes, immortality has its downsides; the death of friends and family, the pain of remembering how you forgot their faces, voices and cherished memories and there is nothing you can do to get them back.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ But he is here to support you in every difficult and painful moment as well as in the most joyful and happy moments. He's here forever to be by your side, to give you a helping hand and a shoulder to lean on. Though saddened he would help find a way to reverse your mortality if you truly wished for it.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Simeon's mouth had never been so open. You, immortal? How, when, why? He listens to you recount the day's events, but he still can't comprehend how Solomon's dish could do something like this. Simeon knows that the thing Solomon calls food is capable of doing, but being able to grant immortality to someone? By heaven, he doesn't even know what to say, he doesn't even know what to do. Do you need to be comforted? Do you want a hug? Are you well? He's more nervous than you are, honestly. Simeon tries to calm you down and offers solutions to your problems.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ When everything was done and said, he felt a little happy. Angels don't know what the pain of loss is like and he wishes he didn't know what it's like, he wishes he didn't live to find out what life was like without you. You're like a ray of sunshine, so cheerful and chaotic and a welcome part of his life.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Barbatos found out about it from Simeon. The embodiment of "disappointed but not surprised", if you subjected yourself to eating the horrendous pestilence that was Solomon's food then you knew the risks you were taking and didn't care. The lord of time holds back from giving you a good lecture as soon as he sees you. Who in their right mind would eat that??? Why, MC, why??? He wants so much to understand what you were thinking at that moment and what you are thinking now, what you feel now, becoming immortal can be a bit shocking, even more so with all the pros and cons that come along with the experience of being immortal.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ He is the one who helps you adjust to your new life as the years go by. The one who helps you get a house, new documents and teaches you how to deal with everything when things get too much. He already did it once to his master and now he's going to do it to you now. If you ask and Diavolo allows it, Barbatos will look into the future for a way to reverse your immortality. That's your wish and he respects it but then why does this possibility leaves an empty feeling in his chest?

[devilishdelights]

first meeting

2 seconds later

[writer-komaru]

₊˚ପ⊹ Prey of the Snake Eyes (*❦ω❦)/‘˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄

✧Rating: Smut + Slight NonCon

✧Characters: Thirteen

✧Word Count: 2.4k

✧Summary: Your decision to wear matching costumes with Mammon to the Devildom annual Halloween party was the last straw for a certain snake-eyed reaper. One moment you’re playing classic carnival games and winning prizes, the next you’re pulled into a secluded spot in the eerie haired house and shown who you really belong to. Try to keep quiet all you want, she’s not stopping till you’re sobbing loud enough to rattle the walls of the celestial realm.

“This was such a cute idea! But how in the world did you get Levi to help make these for us?” You asked Mammon while happily twirling around in front of the mirror.

“My amazing persuasive skills and a little bit of bribery never hurt anyone,” Mammon chuckled to himself as he rested his arm on your shoulder and joined you in front of the mirror.

“You didn’t hear it from me but you look smokin’ hot as Yoimiya,” he playfully nudges you with his elbow, “Everyone’s gunna be so jealous.”

“Yeah, so very jealous that I'm going with The Arataki Itto, that’s what,” you nudge him back and put your hands on your hips.

“Haha, now that’s a given,” he smirks and combs his fingers through his hair. After a quick laugh at his antics you both rush out of the door to make it to the location on time. This wasn’t your first time going to Devildom’s annual Halloween party, but it was the first time you were not only going with someone but dressing up with them too. Usually you and the rest of the demon brothers go as a group, but this year RAD decided it was a great idea to give out a heavily weighted quiz the day after the party so everyone’s held up in their rooms studying. The only reason you and Mammon are going is because he never really cared about his studies and says ‘he could do it with his eyes closed’ and you completed your studies early. You were honestly very happy you didn’t have to go alone because parties are always more fun with friends. But there's just one thing you feel like you’re forgetting…

“Are you sure we brought everything?” You remarked, looking through your purse as you walked.

“What would we need to bring to a Halloween party besides ourselves?” He laughed it off, taking your hand in his and giving it a squeeze.

“Well I don’t know, maybe things like money, keys to the house, our phones, our tickets-“

“Yeah yeah yeah I get it, I’d be lost without you, what else are ya tryin’ to prove, huh?” He snickered and squeezed your hand again.

“I’m glad you realize it,” you laugh with him and eventually reach the entrance to the event. It’s decorated with vines, fake bats, and cutouts of ghosts and other monsters. It looks a little more cute than scary, though. But the interior is a lot more appealing as you two enter. There’s tons of mini games, other demons in costumes, a corn maze, a haunted house, and even a fountain filled with smoking purple water. This might have just been your imagination but you could have sworn Mammon’s eyes sparkled like bright fireworks at the idea of getting to experience all these attractions with you.

“They fuckin’ got apple bobbin’ too! Come on, we gotta go see!” He excitedly pulled your arm, causing you to yelp as he dragged you towards the buckets of apples. That was until both of you suddenly stopped.

“Huh? What gives?!” Mammon narrows his eyes, ready to square with any insignificant demon pleb that dared to interrupt his private time with you. Instead, he realized he was face to face with a bubbly, smiling face and a pair of sharp, snake-like eyes.

“Why hello again Sheepy and… company?” Thirteen waved to you and gave a curious look to Mammon, “Ohhh, you’re that funny guy who tried using a fishing rod while on the roof to snatch things out of people’s bags! Hahaha, that had me in tears!”

His face lit up in an embarrassed and angry blush, “It was one fucking ti- I mean, HOW DID YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT?!”

“Wait mammon you actually tried something like that…?” You raised your eyebrow. You knew he would do anything for some quick Grimm but that seems way too cartoony, even for him.

Thirteen continued giggling, playfully slapping him on the back, “Could have used a better escape plan though! Falling off the roof and into the bushes wasn't the best idea.”

“J-just shut up, would ya?! It’s none of your business!!” He snapped back, pulling you closer to him by the arm.

“Alright fine, I’ve had my fun. And I don’t just come here to embarrass you or something, I came here for the little sheepy over here!~” She flashed you a smirk, causing Mammon’s blood to boil. She caught a glimpse at the hand tucked behind his back and the glimmering gold chains swirling around his fingertips and looked away from you, “But it seems you’re a little occupied at the moment, what a bummer. Guess I’ll just have to wait my turn, Cya around, sheepy!” As she bounded away, she drifted a teasing nail across your chest.

“That reaper girl… ugh, whatever, let’s just ignore her,” Mammon huffed as he motioned you back towards the apple buckets.

Throughout the whole night you couldn’t stop thinking about her, over and over, especially how she touched your chest. Was she trying to hint at something?

“Hey, earth to MC, pay attention! It’s no fun winnin’ if you’re just gonna count every star in the sky all night!” Mammon snapped his fingers in front of your face.

“Huh? What? Oh, sorry my bad. It’s uh, just a beautiful night tonight, I got distracted,” you laughed it off, picking your water gun back up and aiming it right at the target ahead of you.

“Yeah yeah, whatever you say, sore loser- Hey, quit that, you might actually beat me!” He exclaims, trying to fire twice as fast. After a very close match, you managed to come out on top by only a few points, being rewarded with a cute plushie bat with devil horns.

“Ughhh no fair, I shouldn’t have snapped your attention back and taken the free win instead,” he groaned to himself as you two walked away from the booth, hanging his head low dramatically.

“Look who’s the sore loser now?” You smirked, jabbing him in the shoulder.

“Shut it, I’m not a sore loser! Uh- there! See that game over there? First one to get a prize is the real winner! I’m totally going to wipe that shit eating grin off your face!” He points at the high striker game in the distance and sprints over to it. Excited by the challenge, you begin to follow him, only to feel a familiar pair of hands grace your shoulders.

“Huh? What the-!” You gasp as you're suddenly yanked into the haunted house, a mischievous giggle leading the way to a dark, secluded hallway.

“Was the little sheepy surprised?” A pair of bright green snake-like eyes illuminated the darkness. It was… thirteen?

“Huh? Thirteen? What’s this about? Mammon and I were-“ She presses her pointer finger against your lips.

“Shhhhh~ just forget all about that greedy crow. I’m way more fun than he or anyone in all of Devildom, I thought you knew that by now~” she smirks and once again traces a nail down the middle of your chest. You gulp nervously as the thoughts of your… previous encounters imprint themselves back into your mind.

“B-but we… I’m…” Your heart rate and breathing accelerate more and more as the mischievous reaper leans over you, caging you against the wall.

“Don’t be scared, little sheepy. I'm just here to talk, that’s it!~ Then I’ll let ya go, sounds good?” Her sweet voice becomes a low whisper right against your ear, causing a shiver to run straight down your spine. She smirks at your reaction but doesn’t mention it.

“Whenever I see you nowadays, you’re always hanging around those demon brothers. What’s the deal, huh? I know you’re roommates or whatever but come on, don’t tell me you’d rather get pulled around like their dog on a leash than have some fun with little old me,” she pouts playfully, nudging her thigh between your legs, “And don’t think I can’t see the way they look at you. I can tell they want you, they want you more than just roommates or even friends for that matter. It’s almost amusing. Because no matter how much they want you,” she smirks once more and rubs her thigh against your twitching heat, making you release a whine, “You’re aaaaaall mine~”

“T-thirteen, w-we are in public someone will-“ Your heart skips a beat as she chuckles devilishly, an evil smile stretching across her face.

“Someone will see? Is that it? And so what? Just means more demons will finally realize who you belong too. And I’d guess you like that too, huh?” Her eyes narrow as she grabs your hips and slides them harder against his plush thigh. It’s almost humiliating how good she’s making you feel. You bite your lip, turning away from her, doing your best to hold on to your last shreds of dignity in the face of this flirtatious reaper. But you should have already known fighting back against her is pointless.

“Trying to hold back? Think your cute little body can resist? How silly~ You may be a very special and important human but you’re still just a human with normal human weaknesses~” She laughs at your feeble attempts and doubles down, rubbing your poor, twitching sex harder against her thigh and leaning down to litter rushed hickeys down your neck. If you shunted just a bit it wouldn’t take much to confuse her for a succubus.

“Come on little sheepy, just give in so I can show you a better time than that Mammon guy~” She rolled her eyes at the mere mention of his name, “Playing fun carnival games, wearing matching costume, holding hands, Ughh it’s just insufferable… but I’m getting off topic, I can already tell your body has given up~”

You look down at your hips and watch helplessly as you hump against her leg, small pants and gasps leaving your mouth. She was right.

“What will it be? Want me to continue this or do you wanna peace right back over to the demon that isn’t even looking for you? Who will you choose, the pesky little demon boys or your gorgeous and powerful reaper of souls?~” she waited expectedly for your response, her fingertips snaking under your outfit and teasing the edge of your shorts.

You knew leaving Mammon wasn't a very good idea. If he found you like this it might ignite a second war. But the longer she had you pinned against the wall, grinding your aroused sex in just the right ways to make you lose your mind.

“Agh…damn it… I g-give up…” you finally relented, causing an excited giggle to leave her glossy lips.

“Good little sheepy, I knew you’d tap out eventually. You’ve never been able to resist me and you ever will~” she smirks happily before pulling your shorts down to your knees, making you hiss as the cold, musky air of the creepy hallway greets your dripping, clenching pussy.

“Oh my, look at how damn wet you are from just my thigh, it’s so adorable~” she whispers as she traces small patterns over your pulsing clit, sliding down to your fluttering cunt. Her strokes from your twitching hole to your sensitive clit sends your body into a frenzy, shivering and whimpering like a virgin.

“It feels good doesn’t it? I bet those ignorant demon boys could only dream of touching you like this. Hehehe almost makes me wanna snap a pretty picture of your sweet little pussy taking my fingers and slip a copy under each of their doors, just so they know what they're missing~” Her threats fall on deaf ears as she carefully punges two fingers into your cunt, making sure her thumb doesn’t stop massaging your clit. Your hips buck up into her fingers as they prod against your g spot, almost immediately making your head tilt back to release a surprised moan.

“T-thirteeeeennnnghhh, shit, this feels so good…” You whine and arch your back.

“Oh, I can tell~ I’m only using two fingers but you’re acting like I’m splitting you open. Are you close? Ready to cum already?~” she snickered and gave your g spot a firm rub before thrusting her fingers even faster.

“Mmm, fuck, gunna cum, I need to cu-“ Your half lidded eyes flew open as the sounds of echoed footsteps rung out from some here in the haunted house, “S-someone’s her- AGh?!~”

You looked down in fear as three skilled fingers pounded into your pussy and Thirteen’s lips wrapped around your throbbing bud. You knew damn well she could hear those footsteps just as well as you did. Such a troublemaker, through and through. Your orgasm was quickly approaching as the warmth built up more and more in your abdomen, showing no signs of stopping.

“MC?! Damn it, where are you?! Answer me!” Mammon’s worried voice grew closer and closer, footsteps rushing down the opposing hall. All it would take is one turn at the corner and one more thrust against your sweet spot and he would get to witness the sight of his crush cumming all over someone else’s fingers. The image of that lewd scene was both terrifying and hot at the same time, making your stimulated cunt squeeze even tighter.

“Oh?~ Don’t tell me… does the little pure sheepy like the thought of being found with their pussy being fucked? Hehehe, I’ll take your twitches as a yes,” An almost sadistic expression spread across her face from in between your legs. If that look means what you think it means, you were really in for it. A stream of moans rip from your throat as she sucked harshly on your clit, finger fucking you so hard your pussy’s squelching could probably be heard from all the way at the fucking entrance of the haunted house.

“Aaagghh, s-slow do- f-faster… fuckkk, slow D-DOWNNNGHH!~~’” Your body shook pathetically as the dreaded footsteps picked up speed.

“Yeah, keep crying out like a good little sheepy. You’re mine, and no one else’s. Now cum, cum all over my tongue and show Mammon how much better I make you feel~”

The boiling heat in your pussy was far too impossible to hold back any longer, exploding into a spasm of muscles and loud moans as your hot slick spilled into Thirteen’s eager mouth. The horrified look of betrayal on Mammon’s face you caught the glimpse of before your dazed eyes blinked closed is one that will stay permanently engraved in your mind the next time you try to go out with another demon.

Reblog + Comment + Like if you’d like to see more obey me or Thirteen in specific writing!

(I took a small break cuz of burn out and I’m ready to keep on writing! Sorry this is a bit short, I had more of a smaller idea going in than I did the other ones. Expect more writing soon <3)

[devildom-moss]

April poll story

(Thirteen x gn!MC)

(NSFW) (NSFW tags: oral on MC, partially clothed Thirteen, candlelight, mild sex magic, "darling"/"babygirl"/"sunshine" used on Thirteen, honestly pretty vanilla)

Word Count: +1,900

You’d never been in her room before – not because she hadn’t wanted to share her space with you, but simply because she wasn’t ready. Although Thirteen didn’t want to tell you, it was evident that she wanted your first time in her room to be perfect and memorable. If she could cement the feeling of you and her tangled in her bed into your head, maybe she could hold you there longer. So perhaps that was justification enough for her intensity – her absolute devotion to aesthetics and romance.

It wasn’t as if this was the first time you had ever been in her cave, including her level of life candles, but the amount of candles littering her bedroom surprised you. You turned to her with concern, “uhm, are these all – you know?”

“Of course not,” she laughed. “I would never leave any being’s soul in my bedroom – except perhaps yours.”

“Why would you put mine in here?”

“Because every part of you is precious to me.” Thirteen came up behind you and snaked her arms around your waist. She kissed your neck a few times before whispering against your skin, “including your soul.”

With your worry calmed, you were able to take in the atmosphere of her room. A dim, wavering orange glow was cast over the room like nostalgic summer evenings where the heat of the day was lost to your memory. Although there were some two-dozen lit candles all around, much of the light came from a massive, two-foot, pale-pink-almost-white candle sitting on a low table across from her bed. Against expectation, the scent in the room seemed to harmonize, but in fact, the only exuding source seemed to be the massive candle: sugared rose and amber, but also some faint enchantment.

Thirteen was still kissing your neck, soft lips smearing red along your skin. When you tilted your head in curiosity, she mistook it for a subtle cue and sucked on your skin enough to pull a sweet sigh from your lips before you could ask: “what’s with the big candle?”

“That is a fun little surprise I have for you,” Thirteen eased her kissing and resorted to resting her chin on your shoulder while she answered. “Asmo helped me create an enchanted candle that magically connects to my levels of attraction and arousal. He said that a lot of couples have been using it recently to prove their affection. In short, I really wanted to show you how much you turn me on.”

The large flame jumped and trembled before shining brighter than before.

“That’s a new one,” you noted. Jokingly you told her, “now think of Raphael.”

“Then I wouldn’t be able to see your gorgeous face,” Thirteen chuckled before she continued her work on your neck.

“Darling,” you spoke teasingly, but her hot breath and tender lips were getting to you. “You have, like, 30 more candles burning right now. You could still see me.”

“Shhh.” Cool air hit the hot marks Thirteen had been crafting on your neck. “Just let me compliment you.”

“Your room is about as weird as Barbatos’s.” The light in the room dimmed and Thirteen ceased her teasing. A thin and unsteady flame danced as she pulled you to her bed, casting long shadows along her bedroom wall. Her right hand gently pushed you down, each finger slowly spreading over your sternum as if she wished to caress your heart. With one knee on the bed and pressed against your outer thigh, she leaned over you.

The flickering candle cast a wavering uncertainty on her face, “you’ve been in his room?”

“Jealous?”

“Maybe a bit, but I’m sure you can remedy my jealousy.”

“How so?”

“Sit back and let me take care of you.”

The thin flame from before grew in strength, illuminating the tender smile on Thirteen’s face as she bit her lip. She crossed her arms and made quick work of taking her shirt off. Soft blue strands of hair cascaded down her chest, its light-yellow shine reflecting the ever-brighter candlelight. Uncharacteristically, Thirteen had a lacy pale pink bra on – a familiar pale pink.

“You color coordinated?” You teased her subtly for her underwear matching the enchanted candle. The flame jumped but didn’t fade.

“Maybe. Is that so wrong?”

“No, no. It’s really cute. I love it, babygirl.”

Thirteen buried her face in your neck as if to shade her eyes from the sudden brightness that overtook the room: evening into golden hour light. She muttered the word “unfair” against your skin before she pulled back to stare down at you. Even in the newfound light, Thirteens eyes dilated almost to full circles. She adored your eyes on her – almost as much as she adored getting her hands on you. She pushed you on your back and straddled one of your thighs as she crawled over you, her hair tickling your face and shading you from some of the light in the room.

The moment her warm lips touched yours, you could feel her hand wandering your body in desperation: caressing your arms and down your stomach until her hands were just above your crotch. You restrained your need by entwining your hands in her hair. As her hand rubbed gentle circles around you, you could feel her grind her hips against your thigh. Much to her pleasure, you lifted your leg slightly to increase the pressure. Thirteen moaned into your mouth in response.

Despite a desire to deepen the kiss, she pulled back from you, heated pants colliding in the short distance between your mouths. It was enough for you to open your eyes and look at her. A faint pink blush painted her cheeks, and her eyes were lidded and lust filled. The room seemed brighter again, but it could have been the result of transitioning from darkness to light so quickly. When she spoke, every word was weighed down with breathless passion. “I need more of you.”

“Then take it.” That was all the permission she needed.

Thirteen liked to tease that making all her traps made her skillful with her hands, but it also made her quick. Her pants hit the floor, followed by all of your clothes a minute later. She loved the sight of your body, completely bare, beneath her – so much so that the flame flickered and grew as if it wanted you to feel more exposed. A sudden embarrassment overcame you.

“You’re staring so much,” you reminded her. In spite of the small nervousness that she drew from you, you still had the good sense to caress her thigh and gently pull her closer to your body until her wet panties had come in contact with your thigh. With less clothing in the way, she was even more sensitive.

“I eat with my eyes first,” she teased as her hand found its way between your thighs, feeling you up and expertly applying pressure to sensitive areas with her fingers.

“And with your hands second?” you teased back.

“Exactly,” Thirteen smiled before repositioning herself between your legs.

She moaned against your thighs and flicked her tongue over you. Every kiss and slow, deliberate lick drove you wild. She had the power to ruin you. As much as you wanted to shut your eyes and relinquish yourself to physical pleasure, you couldn’t take your eyes off her. The hunger in her eyes as she glanced up at you, the eagerness evident in the movement of her tongue – everything she did was so erotic. Yet somehow, almost more erotic was the way the light bounced around the room. The enchanted flames jumped and burst into a strong glow. The dancing and dying shadows played on Thirteen’s beautiful face.

“Why is the candle doing that?” You asked, every other word punctuated by ragged breathing as she brought you closer and closer.

“Because I can’t get enough of you,” Thirteen admitted between kisses and licks. Her mouth was slick with saliva and your fluids. Still, she sounded more melodious than ever. Maybe it was the sweetness of it or the honesty or something about her desire being so genuine that made it harder to hold back.

Another wave of pleasure came over you, and you bucked your hips against her eager tongue. It was as if she had been anticipating your desperation, waiting for the perfect moment to make use of her lovely hands. You couldn’t hold back a loud moan. The pressure was building – released in panting, trembling, and twitching. In your aching need, you snaked your hand into her hair and gently guided Thirteen into giving you everything you needed.

You squeezed your eyes shut and repeated her name like some ancient love spell. That seemed to heighten her desire as her moaning deepened and her tongue became almost greedy. She wanted you to cum for her more than you did, and she was going to get what she wanted. “Do it, cum for me.”

A few more firm flicks of her tongue, combined with the vibration from her moans, pushed you over the edge. You were glad your eyes remained shut or the room might be spinning. Teasingly, Thirteen rolled her tongue in circles around you as you came down from your climax – overstimulating you just enough to pull a gentle whine from your lips.

You opened your eyes dreamily to a room that was bright like the sun had finally found its way to the Devildom. Thirteen’s adoring gaze gave you all the warmth you could desire.

“You’re so cute when you cum,” she grinned and crawled up over you.

Encircling her waist, you pulled Thirteen flush against you. “You’re so cute when you make me cum, babygirl.”

A blush found its way back to Thirteen’s face, which was especially evident in the bright candle glow.

“Or maybe I should call you sunshine now?” you chuckled. “I’m a bit spent, but what do you say I take care of you now, sunshine?”

“Uh-um,” she made a noise and shook her head “no.” All the while, a blissful smile was plastered on her face. “I just want to lay with you for the rest of the night. Can I take a rain check and ride your face in the morning or something?”

You couldn’t resist laughing at her blunt request. She seemed to be settling in against your chest, and you couldn’t disrupt her peace. So, you placed a kiss on the top of her head and smoothed her hair down. “Sounds like the perfect way to wake up.”

“Good.” You could feel the grin on Thirteen’s face widen against your bare skin before she turned her head just enough to place a kiss on your chest.

“But, sunshine, before you drift off to sleep. Can we do something about the you-love-me candle? It’s too bright in here because of, you know, how much you want me.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Thirteen faked annoyance while nuzzling into you. “Just press the button on the remote on the nightstand. I made a trap to blow out all the candles so you can stay here in bed with me.”

“You are the only person who could incorporate a trap into aftercare.”

“You know you love me.” Thirteen spoke slowly as if the words were losing to her exhaustion. She was right. You adored her and all of her weird antics. Her trap did it’s job and you were released into the dark oblivion of Thirteen’s room, with only her gentle breathing and warm touch to anchor you there.

A/N: Okay, I'm a little bit late, but I hope you enjoy it. I did my best with a character we don't know much about, so I hope I did her justice.

[one-britt-to-rule-them-all]

Thirteen dateable when?

She brings out the gay in me.

Just let me flirt with the pretty reaper girl. 🥹💕

[still-a-morosexual-help]

....so yes i have a type

[luxthestrange]

Incorrect quotes#860 Anything 4 A Kiss

Mc*In Italian mafioso get up, with one of satan's cats on your lap*Of course, I became a Supernatural crime lord. My entire existence is illegal!

Raph: ...Explain

Mc: Well, if I'm legally dead, then I'm illegally alive, therefore: crime lord!

Raph: ...That's not- that-*Was hushed by Thirteen*

Thirteen: No, the logic is sound*Pulls Raphael in a whisper yell*Do you..or do you not want to be greeted with a kiss on the lips by them once we become part of the family!?

Raph*Blinks and looks at you then at thirteen*...Yes

who wouldn't like crime lord mc with your seven heads...who managed to get a royal to fall in love with them...has already an heir...Luke-

[synne-ful]

Finished this super cute Christmas comm for @/lee_bandito on IG of her mc with Thirteen (*｀▽´*)✨️✨️ ngl I am a little obsessed with how the sweater patterns came out 👀✨️✨️💕💕

If you also want to comm me, the link to my info is pinned on my page! (*´∀`)👌

[yan-lorkai]

Hi!

Dunno if you know or watched about hazbin hotel but can I ask a Alastor!reader with whoever you want to write?

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A/N: I already binge watched hazbin twice lol, so yeah I know Alastor my beloved little guy. I'm writing this for my beautiful ladies and Undertaker btw!

Always smiling, dressed in red and carrying a microphone. You are a peculiar figure in the eyes of many. Wherever you go you leave people with mixed feelings, some afraid, others fascinated, but everyone knows that you are someone not to be messed with. Or else there will be consequences. Your smile may be sweet at first sight but hide a part of sharp teeths.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Integra thinks she should be used to death and blood but she has quite a soft spot hidden deep within her. If you are killing vampires and ghouls she doesn't mind much but killing humans, or worse, Hellsing agents, makes her sad. So very sad. Her humans dying because they didn't know any better and had provoked your ire, do please spare them. Or she'll have to send Alucard to teach you a lesson and even she don't know who could win between you two.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Seras kind of match your energy. She was a police officer once, arresting and even killing when necessary. Even if she had seen her fair share of bodies, of guts spilled from inside out, of blood, she isn't disgusted by it anymore. She is more concerned that you cannibalize your victims sometimes. She knows some serial killers like to claim trophies but you just eat them. She can't really say anything because she drinks blood to live and many would find it just as disgusting.

That said, she loves your gentle persona. When you two are out and about, people seem like to admire you two. At the surface level you're both gentle and calm, and it's cute how you interact.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Thirteen find you so funny. She likes teasing you till your breaking point, where your voice is all distorted and your form begins to waver. She can't help, she like this side of you. And she loves even more to watch you kill, as a reaper is her job collecting souls so she isn't bothered by the blood or the smell of flesh that you eat. Kill for your heart's content, she's just going to stay here to show her support for you. And later she can take you to eat jambalaya.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Undertaker is another one that find you and your mannerisms funny. He was always round you when you were alive and killing people, watching you, wanting to see what you were going to do next. You were funny as hell too. And when you were killed he was the one who collected your soul, in his eyes your soul was so interesting, so precious, but was time to go.

When word got around about a demon killing other demons then he wanted to meet the infamous Radio demon and he is delighted to know you still up to cause chaos around. This time he is going to stay around and watch you closely, you make him laugh very much, after all. And likes you too. You want power, you trap people into deals, you scheme and it's so entertaining watching everything happening, Undertaker even likes to share his thoughts on your plan just to add a little more perspective.

[leviathans-watching]

is it ok to ask for an mc who loves to be spoiled by both 13 and asmo when on their days off? :0

➳ wait i love their dynamic sm <333

➳ wc: .2k | asmo x/& gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned) x/& thirteen | m.list

“good morning, baby,” asmo says, and you smile up at him, still sleep-addled and caught in the grip of an already forgotten dream.

“mmm, good morning,” you manage, stretching your limbs out. “what time is it?”

asmo checks his watch. “nearly eleven. you slept in.”

“only because you let me,” you contest, and he laughs, throwing his head back slightly.

“i suppose that’s true.”

before he can say more, thirteen pops her head in the room, eyes widening when she sees you. “oh, you’re up!” she says brightly. “good timing, breakfast is just about done.”

you go to sit up, but asmo puts a hand on your shoulder, stopping you. “no, no,” he says, “stay in bed. we’ll bring it to you.”

“and coffee?” you ask hopefully, and they both smile. how have you gotten so lucky?

“and coffee,” thirteen promises. “i picked up a new blend from the store so you’ll have to tell me how you like it.”

“i knew we shouldn’t have let you go shopping by yourself,” asmo mutters. “no wonder our grocery bill was so high. we have like, hald a can left of the other one!”

thirteen pouts. “i know, but it looked so good! mc would have done the same.”

you shrug, and asmo makes a betrayed gasp. “yeah, probably. anyway, breakfast? or is that burning smell something unrelated…?”

with them you could never be too sure.

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[sussypique]

Sussy colored sketch commission dump 🏃💨

You should totally commission me 😋