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Butting In (Part 1) Lucifer, Mammon, Levi
Male/AMAB MC finds an intriguing sex toy – a magical fleshlight, which is automatically connected to the body of whoever haunts their sexual fantasies. How will each brother react if MC succumbs to the temptation and uses the device?
amabMC x Lucifer, amabMC x Mammon, amabMC x Levi
3.5k words | NSFW | Porn without plot | gn!pronouns MC | AO3 link
Content Warnings: Dub-con | Anal Sex
Part 2 (Satan, Asmo)
Part 3 (Beel, Belphie)
Part 4 (Diavolo)
Lucifer
Lucifer sighs heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose and squeezing his eyes shut. He’s been sent to the House of Lords on behalf of Lord Diavolo for a brief check of their quarterly financial report. But what should’ve taken him at most two hours, stretched into several-hours torture, due to the incompetence of these noble fools. The accounting department did their best to analyze and categorize all the expenses, but Lords were so utterly incapable of providing any reasonable data in time that the finished report turned out to be an incoherent mess.
So now Lucifer is stuck in a place full of insufferable snobs, damned to do their job instead of them. At least the most excruciating part is over: he had to personally collect all the additional papers from each Lord, and now he only needs to compare the numbers. The demon has already sent all the accountants away; if they didn’t succeed the first time, it’s highly unlikely that they’ll be of any use. Lucifer prefers to work alone anyway.
The only two things that motivate him right now are a huge cup of the strongest coffee ever known to demons and potential revenge. If Lucifer manages to find any traces of financial machinations, Lord Diavolo will take this matter into his own hands. And when he’s on the case, it’s useless to hide behind the high status of a noble. The Future King deals with problems swiftly and mercilessly.
Lucifer smirks, takes a sip of coffee, and focuses on the documents in his hands. The demon occupied the office of one of the Lords after he unceremoniously kicked out the owner. The room has too many golden decorations for Lucifer’s liking, but at least the chair is comfortable enough. The soft rustle of papers and the rhythmical ticking of the clock help him concentrate and ignore intrusive thoughts about one particular human who waits for him at home… Perhaps there are actually three things that motivate Lucifer right now, but his pride will never let him admit it.
A sudden shiver runs along Lucifer’s body, making him twitch and almost spill all the coffee on the documents. The demon immediately lets go of the cup and straightens up, trying to figure out what the hell happened. But Lucifer doesn’t spot anything unusual, only the same ticking of the clock breaks the silence of an empty room.
The second shiver strikes him just as suddenly. This time it’s stronger, it pierces his mind and makes him grab the edge of the table, looking for support. Lucifer feels the ghost touches on his body, which concentrate on his backside. He unconsciously presses his hips against the seat in an attempt to hide his delicate parts from the unknown intruder. But to no avail. The unstoppable force concentrates on his most vulnerable part of the body, pressing inside and massaging the tensed walls of his entrance.
Lucifer bites his lower lip, trying to contain all the embarrassing noises deep within; a thin stream of blood runs down his chin and lands on one of the documents, staining it and coloring the white pages red. His trembling hand wipes off tiny drops of sweat from his forehead.
The Avatar of Pride is not capable of panicking, as simple as that. He has everything under control, no matter what happens. But now, for the first time in eternity, Lucifer doesn’t know what to do. He’s lost and confused; the burning desire to twist the neck of whoever does this to him and the baffling temptation to submit to these new sensations are tearing him apart.
Lucifer chooses the first option, concentrating his magic on the faint traces of the curse that makes him lose control over his body. The demon frowns as he mentally untangles the magical energies and reaches the source of the disturbance.
It’s MC, it’s their life force, their magical energy. Lucifer senses the power of some kind of artifact nearby, but its magic doesn’t look dangerous. The demon sighs, letting his tensed muscles finally relax. He feels an all-consuming relief at the thought of MC being the one who’s behind this. It’s them, they are responsible for all this nonsense. Of course, who else would it be? He should’ve figured it out sooner.
A gentle pressure on his insides continues, it seems MC doesn’t use the artifact to its full potential yet, preferring to check the toy with their fingers. Lucifer leans back in his chair and spreads his long legs apart. He could fly all the way to the House of Lamentation, confiscate this suspiciously powerful artifact, and lecture them for several hours straight, but…
Lucifer’s line of thought is interrupted by a sudden sensation of some liquid inside him. The demon frowns harder as he feels his cheeks and ears burn with humiliation. He closes his eyes, not to see how his hand unzips his pants and lets out his neglected boner. He doesn’t want to accept this. Lucifer shouldn’t be so agreeable towards the fact that he is being used as a sex toy. Even if it’s MC who does that. Stroking his dick to such foul sensations feels almost like a betrayal of his Pride. He should ignore his urges and…
The touch of a much bigger object feels shocking, no matter how much Lucifer anticipated dreaded the next stage of MC’s curiosity. It feels so much hotter than their fingers; it stretches him open inch by inch without meeting any resistance from Lucifer’s body. He breathes out sharply and tries to stop his hips from trembling. What a disgrace.
Lucifer clenches his fists, stubbornly ignoring his own growing excitement. But despite his efforts, his thighs spread even wider, chasing the feeling of the hot and pulsating flesh, magically conjured to bring Lucifer pleasure. The damn artifact is too good at recreating MC’s dick, too good at imitating all the deep thrusts. The demon can bear this for only so long. He snarls, grabs his dick, and starts stocking it with hungry desperation.
A quiet moan escapes Lucifer’s lips, but he immediately shuts his mouth with his hand, trying to save at least some dignity. The quicker the pushes become, the more difficult it is to contain all the moans. As Lucifer feels MC coming inside him, he bites his hand as hard as possible to muffle the final embarrassing sound. He growls as his fangs pierce his own skin, and his dick finally releases.
It takes him some time to regain his senses. The rhythmical ticking of the clock slowly returns Lucifer to reality. The demon silently stares at the pile of documents, now partially covered not only with his blood but also his sperm. He lifts his trembling hand and snaps his fingers to set the whole pile ablaze.
…They say that after one of the offices in the House of Lords burned down, together with important documents, the whole establishment had to work overtime to restore the lost data. It’s still unknown what exactly happened; some rumors mentioned a black-winged demon flying out of the office’s window in the direction of the House of Lamentation. But the strangest event that surpassed even the fire in one of the core institutions of the Devildom was no doubt the fact that, despite the sudden calamity and overdue financial report, Lucifer was walking around with a huge, bright smile on his face.
Mammon
Mammon is in deep shit. For real this time. He breathes heavily, peeking at five demons from around the corner. He sighs with relief as they march past his hiding spot and lovingly presses a giant bag full of money to his chest.
From Mammon’s perspective, this whole situation is exclusively the fault of these stupid morons. Who the hell keeps their money in cash nowadays?! These idiots were simply begging to rob them. How could Mammon say no? He will use the money better than they ever could anyway. MC was saying something about a new phone…
Mammon quietly swears and squats behind a dumpster, merging with the shadows. One of the demons returned and is now standing uncomfortably close to his hiding spot. Mammon needs to get out of here before they find him. He should make a run for it once the path is clear.
He squats lower, firmly hugging the bag in his hands. And he almost falls on his ass once he feels some kind of movement inside this very ass. Mammon shivers from disgust at the thought that he seems to be infected by damn tapeworms. He knew that a dinner at that shady restaurant was a bad idea. But seriously, how many are there? Or is it one thick-ass worm? It sure feels like it.
Despite his struggles, Mammon does his best to keep an eye on the demon next to him. They seem to have taken a break from the chase and are now simply smoking a cigarette.
Mammon can’t wait for too long, he needs to escape now while he has this chance. It seems he has to use just a little bit of violence. This demon is relaxed and completely unaware of their surroundings; it will be easy to jump them and knock them out within seconds. Gently, of course. Mammon quietly cackles as he slowly approaches the demon, still half-squatting and holding the bag in one hand.
But just as Mammon is ready to commit yet another crime, the fucking worm starts squirming again. The demon quietly moans, then immediately slams his mouth with his hand. The loud slap almost alerts the smoking demon, but they shrug it off.
“Must’ve been the wind.” They mumble, lifting their head and glaring at the stars. The sky is so beautiful today.
Meanwhile, just several feet away from the romantic demon, Mammon is having a mental breakdown. What the hell was that? No, Mammon didn’t just moan thanks to some stupid parasites, it’s a blatant lie. He tosses the bag on the ground and tries to turn his torso backwards to check his butt. It doesn’t help in the slightest since his jeans cover everything, so Mammon can only stare at his ass with disapproval.
His whole body suddenly shivers, making him drop to his knees and close his mouth with a hand once again. He feels something sticky and moist inside. At first, this strange sensation bothered only his asshole, but now it’s spreading deeper, all the way inside…
Mammon blinks away a single tear, trying not to panic. His medical condition is certainly dire, maybe he’s even dying. No, Great Mammon won’t die from some stupid worms, or whatever this is! He’ll find a cure; he just needs to escape first. MC will have to wait for a new phone a little longer, though; it seems that all the money will be spent on Mammon’s medical bills…
A sudden pressure on his asshole sends goosebumps all over Mammon’s body. He has to cover his mouth with his second hand, falling all the way to the ground. He’s now lying on his stomach, trying to regain his senses. Mammon feels something pushing inside him. His legs tremble, losing all their strength. His brain is trying to process everything that is happening but completely gives up once the ass gets attacked by powerful thrusts. Mammon’s erection is pressed uncomfortably to the ground through his jeans. He can’t even change the position, or at least take off his pants, since his body has fully betrayed him. The violent shivers shake Mammon’s body; he spends his last energy keeping his hands close to his mouth. Otherwise, the whole neighborhood will hear his whimpers.
Mammon’s mind is completely shut down, maybe as a way of precaution. At least the poor demon can’t reflect on the whole situation and be terrified of being either hopelessly ill or cursed. He can only focus on deep thrusts that hit his prostate over and over. The only thing that bothers him right now is his dick, still trapped in his jeans. He presses his hips closer to the ground to get at least some friction.
Mammon closes his eyes, breathing heavily into his hands. He’s so close, just a little more…
He’s suddenly being filled with something so hot that it heats up his insides; his ass unconsciously starts to greedily absorb this mysterious substance. Mammon trembles violently as he finally comes all over his pants. His last vocal moans break through the shield of his hands, shattering the surrounding silence.
As Mammon slowly returns to reality, he feels that his ass is now completely fine. He also feels that he is now surrounded by five angry demons who are ready to beat the shit out of him.
…MC is caressing Mammon’s soft hair as the demon complains to them about his rotten luck. He managed to escape in the end, which was a miracle, even with his abilities to run faster than anyone in the Devildom. The demons didn’t succeed in hurting him, but they took all their money back. Mammon doesn’t care that much about the money, though, being much more concerned about the possible disease. And MC just silently pats his hair, gathering their courage to tell Mammon about that one cool thing they found… And how it can actually be responsible for all of today’s misadventures.
Leviathan
Levi is bursting with excitement as he strolls around the comic-con. The amount of merch for all his favorite shows is simply unbelievable; and all the talented cosplayers make him wish he wasn’t such a shut-in otaku. To take a photo with any of them would be like a dream come true, but he’ll reach this major milestone some other time. He already has a huge reason to be proud of himself today.
Few reasons, actually. First of all, he came to this comic-con alone. All alone! Him! That’s right, he doesn’t need to ask Beel or Satan to come with him anymore. He doesn’t need any emotional support to come to this place, full of people… scary strangers… maybe they all think that he’s gross… or he smells bad…
Levi shakes his head, using his personal method of overcoming such anxiety attacks. All he needs to do is imagine MC, who holds him by the hand and smiles brightly at him. Yeah, that’s better. They always do this when he’s about to panic. Levi can’t give up, he promised that he’d have fun on his own.
The demon sighs, wishing MC was here with him. Lucifer forbade them to leave the house after they broke something when they were fooling around with Mammon. Levi frowns: this greedy scumbag always finds a way to mess with him, and now Levi has to spend the day all alone. Mammon ruined their date, and…
No-no-no-no, it wasn’t supposed to be a date, alright?! It WASN’T! Levi just offered MC to come with him, that’s all. He didn’t actually hope… That would be just silly, right?! Right…
Levi shakes his head once again, adjusting his stockings. Heels are not so bad, but these stockings are constantly trying to fall down. Maybe his legs are too skinny for this…
Hm? Oh yeah, that’s actually the second reason why Levi should be proud of himself. When he finally decided to invite MC on a da-… to hang out, he decided to consult with the professional, namely Asmo. He gave him some strange advices, like not eating too much during the day to avoid getting too dirty down “there”. Levi didn’t know where “there” was exactly, but he didn’t have the courage to ask. Other than that, Asmo had some great ideas: he assured Levi that MC would really appreciate it if he showed them his true passion. Specifically, if Levi put on his Ruri-chan costume, with stockings and all.
This idea got him really inspired; Levi spent several days preparing the costume for the show. So when the da-… the hangout was cancelled, he couldn’t just leave the costume at home. So he quickly made a giant sign “No photos, No touching, No interactions”, and came to the comic-con dressed in his pink dress.
Levi has never been prouder of himself. Despite everything, he paid homage to his favorite character. He wishes MC could see him right now…
“Ngh…” Levi winces, almost dropping his sign to the ground. His thighs firmly press together, slightly shaking from a sudden, unknown sensation between them. The demon blushes heavily and sprints to the bathroom, locking himself in one of the stalls.
He tosses the sign on the floor, lifts his skirt, and tries to inspect the area beneath. Levi did his best to make Ruri-chan’s costume as authentic as possible, which obviously included the right type of underwear. So now the demon carefully gropes his hips, covered with pink silk panties, in search of anything unusual.
His fingers dig into the silky fabric as he feels a strong tremble that concentrates in the area of his butt. He almost tears his underwear with his claws, trying to fight the unexpected weakness in his knees and not fall to the floor.
Levi gathers his strength, reaches the toilet lid, smashes it closed, and lands on it, breathing heavily. He would have never thought that it would be so hard to do such mundane actions, but he feels exhaustion after this little feat. He’s so confused by the riot of his own body that he doesn’t know what to think. Levi feels something slowly pushing inside, stretching him carefully. The only thing that prevents him from starting to seriously freak out is the fact that this unknown force immediately finds his weak spot.
The demon loudly screeches as something starts applying more pressure to his prostate. His dick already peeks out of the pink panties, leaving wet stains on the underwear and the skirt.
“Excuse me? Are you all right?” Someone knocks at the door of Levi’s stall, making him freeze. He squeezes his skirt in frustration as he shakily replies:
“Y-y-yes.”
That’s the best he can do, but luckily the stranger finds this reply passable and leaves him alone. Levi feels as his butt and asshole get covered in something sticky and warm, and he shivers in terror and anticipation. Wait, “anticipation”? No, Levi doesn’t enjoy this insane situation, not at all!
But self-reflection can wait. If the pushes renew, his voice will betray him again. And if this happens, the whole comic-con will hear him, and he certainly can’t let this happen! Levi needs to find something to block all the sounds ASAP. He looks around, trying to find something useful, but there aren’t many things in toilet stalls. Maybe something on him… Oh!
A genius idea graciously visits him. One of the main pieces of Ruri-chan’s clothing is, no doubt, her cute pink hat. Levi mentally apologizes to Ruri-chan for using her iconic hat in that way, takes it off, and shoves it in his mouth.
Just in time for a new stage of thrusts to start. This time they are much more intense. Levi feels how his fangs tear the soft fabric of his precious hat. But his idea mostly works: all his moans and whines are muffled, they are just quiet enough not to alert other people. He grabs his skirt, panties, his own thighs – anything other than his dick. Levi doesn’t want to do it like this. Not in the toilet stall, surrounded by strangers. Not in the Ruri-chan’s dress. Not without MC…
Levi slightly relaxes as his thoughts concentrate on MC. If he imagines that it’s them who inserts their dick inside him, he’ll manage to get through it. His brain successfully tricks itself, almost actually making him believe that it’s MC who is behind this cruel joke. If it’s them, it’s all right, Levi thinks, and allows himself to touch his neglected cock.
He strokes it desperately, focusing on his vivid fantasy of MC. His hole starts pulsating eagerly as he dives into his imagination. Whatever is on the other side must’ve felt how welcoming his hole became; the thrusts get faster and harder, almost making Levi fall from the toilet seat to the floor. He quickens the pace of his strokes to match the impatient pushes, squeezing the hat in his mouth with all his might.
He comes the moment he feels the hot release of an unknown entity inside him. Colorful circles flood his vision, leaving him completely strengthless. He tries to catch his breath, lazily thinking about the ruined costume, especially the pink panties he accidentally tore up. Now he needs to somehow clean up and hurry home, seeking refuge in MC’s arms. He’ll never go to any event without them again.
Part 2 (Satan, Asmo)
Part 3 (Beel, Belphie)
Part 4 (Diavolo)
P.S. The art doesn't belong to me, it's an official art from Shall We Date: Obey Me! (You, Me and Devil's Coast card)
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Incorrect quotes #395 Amab Mc
For more male mc! here's a treat!
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(any character you imagine idk)
they caress your face, letting out a deep sigh before kissing your forehead and smiling.
"you did your best today, I'm proud of you.."
they whispered, wiping the tears of your face and looked at you with loving eyes.
"I love you."
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— ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴄᴜᴘ ᴏꜰ ᴛᴇᴀ?
— “𝐓𝐞𝐚 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐭, 𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦?”
Links ⇝ Masterlist, DDD Special
Requesting:
≛ I write Headcanons, shorts, And scenarios
≛ When requesting I'll take up to five characters for Headcanons and Scenarios! I'll only take up to one character (unless it’s a Polly relationship request) at a time for Shorts!
≛ Please be a bit patient when requesting! I'll usually go in order in writing, so if I have lots of requests yours might take a while
≛ I only do Male and Gender neutral readers (sorry ladies)
≛ Whenever requesting smut with me, please be as detailed as you can, I do have a bit of trouble writing when all I have is " Character x reader smut". It won't be my highest priority when writing/ I’ll skip it if I don’t have any ideas for it
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What I will write
☆ Character x reader, Poly relationship, Fluff, Smut, Dark content, Male readers, Gender neutral reader, Trans reader, Afab characters, Female characters, Sub Top reader/ Dom top reader, Sub Bottom reader/ Dom bottom reader, Male character, platonic relationships, killing, Con-non-Con, Con
What I won’t write:
☆ Suicide, Female readers, self-harm, Oc x character, Character x Character, HUGE Age-gaps, Abusive characters x reader
Kinks I will write
☆ Rough/soft sex, Face sitting, Breeding kink, Sex toy use, Praising/ Humaltion, Somophilia, Overstimution, Mutipule rounds, Sir/Master kink (etc.), Dress up (maid dress, Lingerie, cosplay, skirt), Feminization, Deep throating, Cream pie, Under the influence (Only in Con-non-con), Semi-public sex, Free use (Only in Con), Threesome, Size different, Tummy bulge, Marking, and most likely anything else that isn't on the won't write!
Kinks I will not write
☆ Rape/ non-con, Female reader, any smut with characters under the age of 17, Incest (Maybe Step-cest), Pedophile, vore/gore, gang bang, monster fucking, pregnancy kink, menstrual kink, any kinks relating to ejem, scat or necrophilia, Knife/blood kink, vomit/piss kink
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Fandoms!
I'm like in over 90 fandoms but here are my tops! Please feel free to ask if I write for any fandom I haven’t written down here!
★ Blue Lock, Bungo stray dogs, Dr. Stone, Obey Me, Alice in Borderland, Tgcf, Twisted Wonderland, Jujutsu Kaisen, Demon Slayers, Chainsaw Man, Genshin impact, One Piece, Black clover, Hell’s paradise, Blue eyed samurai, Sally face.
— 𝑹𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧!
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Blowjob HC ft. the brothers
Content: AMAB!GN!MC (No pronouns used), implied Top!Dom!Reader
MINORS DNI
Lucifer
Prides himself in being able to make you feel real fucking good
Knows what he’s doing, he always has a little smile on his face, genuinely enjoys pleasing you :)
Teases you a LOT. He take a good few minutes just licking your shaft, getting it all wet and slimy for later ~
Doesn’t like you coming on his face or to be honest, cumming at all. He wants your seed inside him not on his face smh
Enjoys cockwarming you with his mouth, he loves that heavy feeling of your dick resting on his tongue and just how full he feels.
Basically, let him do as he pleases, the moment you try to force him to do anything, expect to get bitten
Mammon
He a little confused, but he got the spirit
Keeps accidentally scraping his teeth on your dick help him-
Also extremely messy, like drool-dripping-down-his-chin-and-onto-the-floor sorta messy
He can’t help it though, he loves the taste of your cock. As soon as you get naked he is on you
Doesn’t start off slow, just goes right into it. You have to hold him back if you start feeling too sensitive, cuz he gets so immersed he can’t hear you sometimes
Please please please praise him, tell him how good he did and how great he made you feel.
If one day you somehow forget to do this, he’s gonna be sulking for a few days and jumping to conclusions so do not forget! Very important!
Leviathan
Poor baby has never seen a human dick in his life
OK maybe in hentai but the real deal is just way too overwhelming for him
Definitely binge watched some hentai to prepare, maybe even tried to find a phallic object to test some things on
You tell him he doesn’t have to do it if he doesn’t want to but he is determined to try out his newly acquired skills™ on you
He’s a little wary of how it might tastes so he just sorta licks your tip a little at first
“Why is it salty?! Why is IT SALTY?!?!”
Yea you aren’t getting any further than this
He’s still fine with you railing him though, it’s just the eye contact that he hates.
Maybe if you blindfold him he’d be more willing? 👀
Satan
Very into it. He gets all hazy eyed while licking you. Doing his best to be as perfect as possible.
Focuses more on the head, sucking on it occasionally but mostly just licking.
Loves making eye contact, he wants you to look at him, he needs you to give him all your attention.
He’s putting on a show for you so it’s only right that you watch.
Gently caress his face and he will literally turn into a puddle
Doesn’t want to deepthroat, he’s a bit scared he might gag, he don’t wanna look unsightly in front of you 😤
It wouldn’t hurt to occasionally plug him up with a vibrator while he’s blowing you, bonus points if it looks like a cat tail :3
Asmodeus
His tongue game strong af 💪
Dude can suck a mean cock, his tongue’s pretty long and he loves wrapping it around your staff
Takes special care of you, fondling your balls, caressing your thighs. He needs every part of you to feel good. He wants to be the reason you cum.
You're almost certain his saliva has aphrodisiacal properties, there's no way you're getting mind blowing orgasms every time just because
Don't touch him please, leave his hair alone, you're gonna get it dirt and he'll get all pouty and refuse to finish what he started
Enjoys getting rimmed at the same time, you're more than welcome to dig your nails into his ass while you're at it!
Beelzebub
DEEPTHROAT DEEPTHROAT DEEPTHROAT DEEPTH-
Gag reflex non existent
Just fucking swallows your cock whole, balls too
You were a bit scared, thinking maybe he’d bite but he’s super careful not to hurt you
Loves loves loves it when you cum in his mouth, he loves the taste of your hot seed, it’s like a sweet little reward for sucking you off ~
Swallows every last drop and licks everything clean, not a single bead of cum is goes to waste
Usually wants to make out right after but it’s entirely up to you if you don't mind tasting yourself
Belphegor
What made you think this was a good idea?
Belphie’s too much of a pillow princess to even bother, he’d probably fall asleep
“Heeeeh? But you’re already hard, why do I have to keep sucking it -_-”
You just have to do it yourself it seems
Grab his hair and just use his mouth as you please, he prefers it that way too
Gag reflex non existent 2.0
Loves being used as your personal cocksleeve, the feeling of your dick hitting the back of his throat has his knees weak
Favorite position is when he’s lying on his back with his head hanging off the bed and you fuck his mouth, it’s a bit suffocating but that’s exactly why he loves it ~
A/N: please let me know if I'm missing any tags!
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Belphegor x AMAB Reader || What A Good Boy~
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Another commission finished ÙwÚ
Word Count: 4, 130 words
Rating: Rated R, 18+
Includes: AMAB Reader, he/him pronouns, Poc Reader, Brown skinned Reader, Praise Kink, A bit of breeding, Biting, marking, claiming, fingering, tickling, anal play, fingering, etc
A/N: Thank you SO much for commissioning me Anon! Your love and care means so much. I hope you enjoy your story and if you have any reviews please leave them in my ask box!
-A
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He's at it again.
Belphie had developed this thing where he'd go out of his way and find you even when he would get grumpy in those moments when you were actually really busy and couldn't always be able to be stuck to his side.
You always came without struggle or argument when you could and it was actually so nice being in the seventh brother's room, in his bed, surrounded by Belphegor’s presence and most prized things.
This time was no different from many others before.
You huffed softly when you felt the feeling of him scooting closer, the space between the two of your bodies practically non-existent now, just the way he always seemed to like it. You stay still as he leers even closer and this time he seems to be the one to lightly huff before slowly moving forward and slipping his head in the spot that occupies the space between your jawline and shoulder.
He takes a moment to take in your scent before he breathes out your name, his breath running over your throat while his hand crawls over the curve of your hip.
You hadn't even been sleeping fully, just almost there when he had started this and now you couldn't help but bite the inside of your cheek, gently nibbling. Belphie just couldn't seem to help himself, sure he wants you to rest but oh you're scent is good enough to actually eat. Ever since you first arrived in Devildom he found himself attracted and attached to your natural smell which always seemed to send the most filthy of thoughts through his mind whenever he picked up on it. You keep quiet, playing coy and seeing just what exactly would come from such a reaction and for a moment Belphegor seems to pause.
His hands continue to touch you with ghost like caresses though after a brief moment of thought, gentle brushes of his fingers slowly turn heavier, and hotter especially as Belphie seems to move one arm to wrap around your stomach before pulling the two of you flush together. He's already managed to be excited himself, the chub in his pants throbbing as thoughts of just what the demon of sloth planned on doing.
“Y/n?~” Belphegor lightly hums, his warm breath puffing against soft and beautifully melanated skin.
“I know you're awake~ There's no need to hide it from me..” he says in that low tone of his, the tone that he always seemed to have and you is was sure of his title but it makes you shiver nonetheless, you had learned by now that these actions of his definitely meant he was up to no good. As lazy as he may seem to do many things… with you in his bed it's like you've awakened the real beast in him. One that just wants to tear into you in all the best ways, one full with passionate energy even though he's still taking his time.
You couldn't fool him, no one was better at sleeping and resting and pretending to sleep, than he himself.
“What do you want?...” You softly say in response, feigning annoyance, your eyes opening slowly only to soon flutter back shut as Belphegor places a kiss on that precious tanned skin. It sent a shot of heat down to your gut almost immediately. He takes his time; smooching your smooth throat one, twice, three times until you can't help but squirm.
Quickly you find yourself growing excited, just as hot as he most likely is right now and the way that Belphie runs his lips over your neck and his hand down your stomach to grip your shirt and lift it just so he can trace your beautiful brown sends sparks shooting through you and up your spine.
Sometimes you almost seemed to doubt him and his nature as a demon. Belphegor was so sleepy usually and you had to admit it was definitely a good cover for his devious acts. He always seemed so lively in these moments, in these times where he could touch and grope at you and you always found your heart racing in your chest.
“Can't I just want to hold you?” The demon brother hums softly, his eyes lidded and glowing in the dark while his lips form a smirk against your skin. His nails seem to graze your skin before moving even lower until he pushes you night pants down a bit just to slowly slip his hand past the hem. You make a soft noise under the action.
The action makes you look down at your own body, blushing more and more as you watched what he did to your body, watched as he easily pulls the excitement forth in you like he always did.
“You..you know what you're doing. I know you're up to no good Mister..” You breath, mouth falling open now as pants leave your lips thanks to Belphie opening his mouth in order to start nibbling on your skin.
He doesn't respond, at least not right now, letting you savour him and his touches while you watched with those eyes that began to fill with heavy lust and love. The difference of skin pigment managed to add to your experience, watching as those light hands traced and teased your brown skin. He and his touches stand out, easily making your mind drift and fog up as he continues the affection. He's so warm, so attentive and when his hand trails even lower to push past your boxers and takes hold of your semi hard cock your voice seems to catch in your throat.
His hold isn't extremely tight but it is snug. It wasn't exactly until that moment that you realized just how excited simply receiving his attention has managed to rile you up.
“B-Bel..” you say now, voice shaking a bit until you bite your bottom lip and lower your head considering Belphie seems to find humor in the way you react, in the way you shake and tremble, the way you call out his name with the night air hovered around the two of you. He rolls his wrist and your hips jerk with the rush of heat that shoots right to your gut.
“Oh look, you're already so excited to have me touch you. What a good boy~” He says in a sickeningly sweet tone, one that makes you feel like you've been hit by a bus thanks to just how your breath seems to catch.
You find yourself submitting, the blush on your cheeks grow darker and warmer while you seem to pant and just as you move to rut your hips with his jerking he frees your cock, cupping your crotch and giving the whole length a rub before he finds himself poking your testicles. They were already heavy against him, hot and warm thanks to the way your cock twitches with attention.
You moan this time, a low and heated sound that seems to excite the both of you this time because you definitely managed to feel Belphegor’s clothed, hard cock pressed up against your back.
His hand moves lower and you open your legs more, your pants know falling past your knees, his hand between your thighs and you mewl when his fingers seem to swipe over your sensitive asshole.
The puckered entrance twitches lewdly on its own and you toss your head back a little exposing it more to Belphigor's hungry lips and mouth and he doesn't hesitate to take advantage, his nibbles turning into bites as he groans a little against you. He moved his other hand to hook under your raised leg and he hitches it up higher, slipping those silly pants off of you with his tail.
He holds you open. Your shirt is lifted showing those perky and sensitive dark nipples and your head really is spinning.
How exactly did he always manage to get you like this so easily?
You still wondered the answer from time to time.
It feels so fucking good; the way his fingers seem to tease your hole, pressing against the rim and rubbing. You arch, moaning out, your mouth falling open and tongue slipping out and just then Belphie pulls his hand from your anus back to your lips.
He slips his fingers into your mouth, down your throat and you gag a little in surprise before blushing all over again.
“You might what to be more quiet right? Didn't you say something like that last time?” He hums, his tone playful and his eyes looks at you from your shoulder, saliva being the only thing connecting him to your sun kissed skin for that splint moment before he chuckles.
“Something about how someone might hear us?~” Belphie says with a low purr as his lips continue to move over that skin of yours, that skin that distracted him whenever he saw it whether it be glistening with water or under the bright sun. You were just so distracting, in every way to him and Belphigor never seemed to be able to actually get enough of you, to get enough of just how beautiful you were both in your own right and while you were against him, under him…
You open your mouth just then, attempting to respond only to jolt when his other hand moves and his nails runs down sensitive, ticklish, flesh.
The sound you let out as you squirm seems to be both a laugh and a whine, pleasure and the imposing feel of pain sent a surge of euphoria rushing throughout your body. He chuckles again, holding you tight, just the way he wanted you, especially as his tail wraps around your lifted thigh just to make sure you didn't run from him.
He chuckles again. The way you're already quivering against him has his cock rock hard in his own slacks. You were simply far too cute.
It isn't that you were actually hurt but how dare he tickle you right now? At a time like this?
“B-Belphie-” you speak, crying out a bit as he moves swiftly. Getting up and flipping you, his hand moving up to lace in those curls of yours while pinning you down with ease.
His breath is ragged now as he leans over you, his hand in your hair while his other grips your shoulder. If you could see the face he was making now you'd lose your mind, even so, you can still feel it… feel his gaze trailing over your human form as he presses against your back. He does what to hear you say his name, he really does.
“Aw, look how cute you are.” He hums as he towers over you, looking at your ass as it shakes in excitement and he takes notice of the way your anus trembles and twitches and he can't help but curse under his breath while biting on his bottom lip.
“I love looking at you…” Belphegor coos, his tone like a loving lullaby while also hiding something much more devious. “I love watching the way you shiver under my touches, listening to the way you cry out my name..” he hums before pulling on of his hands back for a moment, taking the time to tug down his own pants roughly as if having them on right now was a nuisance. He groans softly when his cock jumps out; it's hard, standing proudly and it's a good size, meaty and laced with veins. There's also the bit of fuzz he seems to have on him. “I love touching you…” Belphegor breathes, looking down at the scene. Looking at that round and jiggly ass of yours, at that cute puckered hole and the heavy testicles…
He's losing his mind. Usually Belphie was all about taking his time but there was nothing more that he wanted to do other than sink his cock into that cute hole which practically seemed to be calling him.
The demon can't help but take a moment to lean down, one hand wrapping around his own cock while he takes a moment to spread your cheeks with the other, slowly rubbing himself as he looks at that tight rim. He leans in and without thought he sticks out his tongue and slowly trails it out your hole.
You mewl loudly, your own cock jumping at the wet, warm feeling over such a sensitive space. Heat bursts in your gut and you grip the pillows with one hand while trying to resist fondling yourself with the other.
He's just as hard as you are now, maybe just a bit harder and he groans, pulling away from your cute hole, leaving a strand of spit.
“I love tasting you~...” He says and his voice is rougher now from licking your asshole or simply being driven to lust? You weren't too sure, but what you were sure of was that you were more than willing to do anything he said. Happy to get groped, touched, licked… by him.
Your entrance is glistening now with his spit and Belphigor growls this time when he watches it twitch.
“You're so handsome, so tasty, so ripe for the picking..” he says and leans back up a little, taking his cock now and sliding it over the wet hole. It's such a feeling, one that makes you arch prettily before giving that beautiful ass a shake. Then you reached back with both hands so you could take hold of each cheek and hold yourself nice and open for him, giving him another lovely view of that hole and when your anus twitches against him and his cock, his length seems to twitch with you.
It's like it was tempting him, daring him to jump in and dive deep and Belphegor folds under the pressure.
It feels so good, your eyes lightly roll in bliss and then you feel something pushing in. The head of his cock nudges deliciously against your anus and as Belphegor scoots in closer he sinks in even more. It really is a tight fit, his head slips past that ring and Belphegor has to remind himself to be careful, to be patient, to not just grab hold of you and fuck you like you deserve even though it was so, so tempting. Not yet even though you're so warm, so wet.
After the tip slips in Belphegor can't stop himself from groaning, his eyes lidded and hungry as he watches the scene, watches as your hungry ass seems to take him, sinking down on his length until his cock is fully submerged in your hot, throbbing tunnel, balls deep.
You moan heatedly with each inch that slides into you, a heavy blush coloring your cheeks when a lewd sound of him settling into fills the air.
It's so good, especially as he lets go of your hair just to run his hands slowly over your sun kissed skin, drumming his fingers along your ribs which makes you jolt and shake. With his cock stuffing you you can't help but be distracted by that and the way he's tickling you right now and you feel overstimulation, the tip of your cock red and leaking with precum onto the bed below you. You're pretty sure that you might've actually lost your mind this time, that he's finally driven you so far past any form of redemption and you were fine with that.
More than fine to be his.
To belong to him.
Just like he always said that you would. Those moments where you found yourself pinned under him and wonder just how it even occurred… you could see it now. You understood better.
So much better.
Your eyes roll back while your toes curl, fluttering shut when he moves to carefully grip your hips. He rubs your smooth, nut brown skin with his palms a few times, humming as he lets you get it together, watching as that cute hole of yours seemed to squeeze, clench, and flutter around him as you took his cock like many, many times before. His petting turns to lightly running his nails over those inches of sweet skin and your stomach clenches as a strangled laugh tumbles from your lush lips. Shivers harshly run up and down your spine thanks to the action and he explores more of you as the second passes, his nails running over those fat cheeks before running over your hips, then your ribs, and back down again. Your noises only continued, growing louder and more desperate as you trembled under him before shaking your hips; hoping, begging, praying that he'll have mercy because your mind was literal goop right now.
“B-Bel.. Belphie please!” You croak and your tears prickle at your eyes. You are literally a mess, that skin glistening with a light sheen of wet that he just wanted to slurp up but Belphegor was so excited that he worried he might just actually eat you this time.
Well no, realistically, no he wouldn't at least not after all this time and everything the two of you had been through together.
A world without your presence was one he didn't want to exist on and though it's taking quite some time and reflection to come to such a conclusion it was true. He wanted you, always wanted you and sometimes the intensity of his own emotions could make him completely insane over you. Just thinking about it makes him pull his hips slowly back before he even thinks about it and the slide of his cock rubbing your sensitive insides as he reels back makes you moan again. The feeling of him surging forward a moment later sends so much pleasure rushing through you that you gasp and stuff your face into the pillows quickly as you moan loudly.
You're cock twitches more now, the feeling of distant but upcoming release is something akin to scratching a cat behind its ears.
You're arched so deeply against the bed that the sheets rub against the sensitive head of your length and your hardened nipples.
If only you could see yourself. If only you could see just how cute you were.
Belphegor breathes raggedly, his eyes looking down at you, watching the scene as his cock rubs and twitches between your soft, warm cheeks. It's so fucking hot that he bites his bottom lip while a blush colors his own cheeks now. He can't help but grip your hip with one hand, watching as the puckered ring of yours begged to be plowed while his other hand moves up to rub over his own nipple and then giving it a pinch and you roll your hips against him as you feel his cock twitching inside of you. It's only for a moment, the way he touches his own chest, playing with the sensitive flesh, but it's enough. The feelings of pleasure and hunger he was having right now as he watches you roll your hips, building a naughty pattern as you pull forward until his tip seems just ready to slip out before sinking back down, taking all of him.
Your ass seems to squelch every so often and he bites his lip as if he might moan as well. You can hear his heavy breathing, can feel the animalistic energy building in the air and when Belphie grabs your hips and gives a sudden rough thrust. You toss your head back, moaning loudly out as the mushroom tip of his cock seems to smash directly into the sweet bundle of nerves located deep inside of you. It's so fucking good, the way he doesn't seem to care how loud your getting as he groans, growling lowly while he follows that pattern you had previously until you could hear the harsh, wet plap, plap, plaping sound that followed your breathless and desperate cries.
“W..What a good boy, you always take my dick so fucking well.” He snarls, chuckling as he pounds you, fucking your ass open until you were pretty sure it was loud enough to hear if someone walked passed the bedroom door and such a thought only manages to excite you more. Your anus hugging him some more while you fisted the pillows under you as if your life depended on it, the sound of the bed creaking and shaking under the power of his affection and love for you and your body that he just adored so much.
“Look at you, you should see the way your cute slutty ass is swallowing my dick right now… I might just take a picture next time~” Belphie hums, teasing and yet while the idea was tempting you whine, begging him to just be quiet and make a mess out of you. Well, at least you would have said so if your voice wasn't helplessly filling the room like a corner street whore but Belphegor got the message nonetheless it seemed as he digs his nails into your hips and roughly grinds into you, holding you down and making you take it as his cock teased that sensitive spot in the most delicious and mind numbing way.
You couldn't bother to understand anything you were saying now.
Not while you could feel it, not while that orgasm was running up on you with each pull of your hips he made, not while your cock was leaking like it was and your eyes were watering.
“B-BELPHIE- Bel.. Belphegor I'm.. fuck I'm…” you try to tell him, practically sobbing into the pillows before you while you do so and he grins wickedly behind you.
“That's right, say my name just like that~ Let me know how much you love it.” He coos as he continues pounding you, his hands holding you tight just so you wouldn't dare try and run away from such sensations. His name falls from your lips like a prayer, like an affirmation and with each cry he feels it while he absorbs the power that comes from such actions. And just like the good boy you are you do just as you're told,eeling and whimpering out his name and you're so loud that you're sure than even he has forgotten about keeping you quiet as he groans out, rolling his head back and exposing his throat as he rammed you over and over again.
When you cum Belphegor has to hold you down roughly and he can't stop himself from giving a few more harsh thrusts before fucking deeply and then moaning, quickly leaning down and biting down harshly on your throat while you managed to squeeze the cum out of his own cock and the spike of pain that comes from it mixed with the pleasure of your orgasm leading you off the edge finally managed to break you and you jerk and jolt, trembling and shaking harshly under him as your orgasm comes crashing down of you in waves. Your voice stands out in the lust, choking out his name as you finally burst, heavy ropes of cum shooting out of your prick and ruining the sheets below and the way his hips grind against yours while making your cock rub against the satin sheets draws out every last fucking drop in a way that leaves your mouth wide open and eyes lidded heavily while you pant, mind completely fried.
Your body is soaked with sweat by now, your thighs trembling, cock twitching, and anus quivering and you couldn't bother to imagine the look you had on your face right now. All you could focus on other than the aftershocks that rushed through you was Belphie's kisses which he lays over the back of your shoulders before he leans in to lick your neck free of any blood that he may or may not have caused in his heat of moment while he blew his nut in you. You purr under the attention, under the warm and sweet kisses up until he reaches to cup your chin, leading you to lift your head back until you look him in his eye and he grins at that blissed out look written all over that cute face of yours that he loves.
“Did you like it?~” He says a bit playfully and you wanted to be mad at that stupid handsome grin on his face but yet you pant until you manage to catch some of your breath. You can feel his cum sloshing around in you.
“Y-Yes, you know I loved it..” you mewled and he huffs out a little laugh before closing the distance between your lips, kissing you until you squirmed a bit for breath before he pulled slowly away.
“Good. Very good.”
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-A
#obey me belphegor#obey me belphie#om! belphegor#belphegor x reader#om! belphie#belphegor x mc#belphegor x you#amab reader#he/him#poc reader#black reader#please commission me#writing commissions#i will write almost anythin#writers on tumblr#writerscommunity#fanfic#x reader#fandom#obey me#obey me game#commissions open#commission me#commissions#commission#commisions open#taking commisions#otome#otome game#tickling
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several thoughts about the new years 2023 sketch that i CANNOT stop having:
he's getting hornier. he's been getting hornier on main the closer we get to the end of the series. everyone scroll his twitter back to 2021 and you will see there is an abrupt spike in horny art around august of that year. horny on main about literally all his own ocs and unapologetic about it
horikoshi has DEFINITELY been looking at all the bunnyboi deku fanart over the last 8 years
the previous two points lead me to conclude that the fandom has been picking up what he's putting down this whole time. shameless deku supremacy bunnyboi deku supremacy etc etc
also thinking maybe deku's steel toed thigh highs were an aesthetic choice and not entirely necessary for support reasons. thotty deku supremacy etc
hori really fleshes out his characters with these sketches it seems very clear to me that ochaco was bribed with free food for this event & kirishima didn't have to be bribed with ANYTHING he's just happy to be here, very on brand
thanks bud i WASNT thinking about their balls but NOW i am
that being said: release the balls cut horikoshi. i KNOW you have a secret balls-in drawing. im a 'do-it-for-the-bit' artist, i know theres a secret bit art folder i just KNOW it
and you KNOW he also did a bunnyboi katsuki sketch. hes a freaque he simply would not let that go undrawn
do you guys think katsuki feels left out. do you think he's mad he missed the memo. where are his eyes pointed, mirko? or ochaco? is he jealous. does he have fomo
katsuki adhd king
it is SO funny of hori to make mirko have to wear clothes while the rest of them wear her costume. so cruel. so inhumane. get dressed idiot
shouto said 👁️👄👁️ as usual absolute comedy king
#i NEED everyone to understand that aince day one deku has never had a single body negative thought in his LIFE#its so apparent to me that this weirdo either has incredibly high self esteem OR he simply cannot perceive his own body as a tangible thing#im just saying. very few of my friends would have been ao unconcerned about bein shirtless in front of their peers and yet#this little guy has been running around half naked since the third episode#but NOT in a kirishima or bakugou way#in a 'ive never thought about my appearance beyond being a plain looking guy in my LIFE' kind of way#hes not showing off his gains hes just. not self conscious#fascinating character absolute chad of an mc#which begs the question: why does he wear the arm brace. is it solely for joint support?#because he doesnt seem to worry abt his other scars. so is he just being medically cautious????????#obsessed with him i want to dissect him like a bug#also re:hori getting hornier. he really is equal opportunity horny. like YEAH the girls are being objectified.#but look what he did to kamui woods from day one. he didnt have to define all might's dick so thoroughly and yet#and now hes baby girlifying his amab mc you LOVE to see it#anyway#evil words#horikoshi sketches#bnha
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Ok but, just imagine the brothers finding a positive test in the trash and they're all shocked screaming to MC about them being pregnant and they're just standing there like 🧍"that's a covid test-"
#i come back after a long time and work on requests dw theyre being finished.#i think they would do that independently if mc's amab or afab.#obey me swd
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Can't stop thinking about how Zachary would give AFAB MC head but not AMAB MC….
Since he's always topping wouldn't he count head to AMAB MC as bottoming? 💀
Zachary is sexist not clickbait??? Real?? At 3AM?? /J
#yandere vn#yandere visual novel#yandere#visual novel#coloredgaze#clrdgazevn#colored gaze#coloredgazevn#male yandere#coloredgazevnzachary#This is all a joke btw he would give AMAB MC head
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Butting In (Part 2) Satan and Asmodeus
Male/AMAB MC finds an intriguing sex toy – a magical fleshlight, which is automatically connected to the body of whoever haunts their sexual fantasies. How will each brother react if MC succumbs to the temptation and uses the device?
amabMC x Satan | amabMC x Asmo
2.7k words | NSFW | Porn without plot | gn!pronouns MC | AO3 link
Content Warnings: Dub-con | Anal Sex | Mentions of Blood and Violence (not during sex)
Part 1 (Lucifer, Mammon, Levi)
Part 3 (Beel, Belphie)
Part 4 (Diavolo)
Satan
Satan breathes heavily as he opens his eyes and looks around. There are three unconscious bodies (maybe even corpses) lying at his feet. Their flesh is all torn up, lacking either an arm or a leg. Satan stares at his hands, covered in blood, trying to remember how he got to this point. As the red liquid dries up and loses its pleasant warmth, he recalls what exactly happened.
Satan was on his way to the bookstore to find a book from the Human world MC mentioned earlier, when he heard a strange commotion in the alley nearby. He had some spare time, so he decided to check what was going on. There he found three young demons who were having fun by torturing a cat. The poor creature had multiple wounds all over its body.
The next second, Satan was standing in his demon form with blood on his hands. Well, that certainly explains things. It’s a relief that the reason for his temporary memory loss was rage. It would be unfortunate if he started having memory problems; his brain is an important storage of countless useful pieces of information after all.
Satan ignores the quiet whining of one of the demons - torturers of cats don’t deserve life in his book. It’s much more important to find the wounded kitten. It is known that cats have some mysterious connection to the Devildom, the land itself protects them, granting magical abilities that also include fast regeneration. They are much more vulnerable in the Human world than here, but still. It’s important to check this cat just in case, and maybe carry it to the vet clinic.
Satan takes a few steps further to the alley when he suddenly feels the overwhelming pleasure spreading across his whole body. The demon stops in shock, trying to analyze what provoked this reaction. Definitely not the recent massacre; Satan knows himself well enough to know that while violence satisfies his needs as the Avatar of Wrath, it doesn’t turn him on. Maybe the reason for such a reaction is the fact that it’s a rare occasion when he almost feels like a hero? Sexual arousal has a strong emotional component, after all. Even simple feelings like happiness or excitement can become erotic stimuli under certain circumstances…
The second wave of pleasure feels less overwhelming, because Satan was mentally ready for it. And he got a chance to examine the reaction of his organism more attentively. He notices a pattern, which leads him to believe that the source of these disturbances is…
His own backside. Satan shakes his head, his mind refuses to accept this information. It is indeed a delicate place with lots of nerve endings, but it can’t produce such… reactions on its own, without any stimulation.
Satan frowns and closes his eyes, examining his magical energy. Just as he thought, there are faint traces of the curse on him. The demon growls when he feels how invisible touches slowly move past his anal sphincters and get into his rectum. He has never understood why nature decided to make this particular place so sensitive. And now he has to endure such humiliation because of this. Satan’s pupils become narrow slits as he sinks into pure wrath.
Satan snarls as he tries to ignore the distracting sensations and concentrate on the source of the curse. He can’t discover the essence of this spell or artifact, but he got something even better: a destination. Satan bares his fangs in something that almost looks like a victorious smile. His demon form makes him fast and efficient, so he jumps as high as he can and digs his claws into the brick wall, climbing up.
Satan reaches the roof and starts running towards the source of the curse, imagining how he will rip out the intestines of the one who is behind all this. The sudden feeling of something wet inside him makes the demon trip off, but he grabs the side of the building just in time to save himself from a nasty fall. Satan roars, feeling his blood boil from fury. He jumps back on the roof, but this time he gets on all fours and starts sprinting as fast as he can.
The desire to tear apart the fool who dares to do this to him overtakes his brain. Satan can only concentrate on the magical trail and annoying boner that makes the way more difficult and longer than it should be. He doesn’t even realize where he’s sprinting. His eyes no longer see the road, as he feels something hot and heavy pushing past the tightened rings of muscle. Satan can only hear his own heartbeat and the blood pumping in his head as he gets closer to his goal.
Roof. Long jump. Concrete. Porch. Door. Fuck the door. Window. Jump…
The window shatters loudly, scratching the demon, but he couldn’t care less. Satan jumps straight at the target, dropping them on the floor and climbing on top of them. He swings his arm forward, ready to dig his long claws into the flesh…
But as he sees MC’s face, he redirects his hand to the side, scratching the floor right next to their face. They stare at each other in shock, unable to understand what is happening.
Satan silently turns his head around and sees some kind of artifact attached to MC’s hard dick. Even his monstrous face, covered in blood, and sudden attack didn’t kill their arousal. In fact, it seems they’re getting even harder…
Satan immediately looks back at MC, his eyes widening even more. MC just lays under him silently, their brain is completely shut down. Satan also has to gather all his strength to be able to think somewhat rationally. So, they find him… attractive? Even in his demon form? Even when he looks like… this? And it was them the whole time? They are… inside him?
A sudden moan from MC makes Satan almost jump to the ceiling like a scared cat. He only now realizes how fast his body relaxed as soon as he realized that MC was the cause of this… misunderstanding. His muscles stopped violently squeezing MC’s dick, so now the human must experience whole new sensations. Satan’s body feels it as well. Now, when his mind is not against the sudden intrusion, he starts to… enjoy it.
Satan tilts his head in curiosity, examining the human. His pupils slowly dilate as his shiny, green eyes absorb every hint of pleasure on MC’s face. His sharp, spiky tail carefully slides along MC’s body, stopping its tip near the artifact. It slowly wraps around the device, grabbing it tightly. Satan finds himself smirking when he sees the confused reaction of the human beneath him.
His tail gently moves the artifact up, along the hardened dick of MC. His claws uncontrollably rupture the floor near the human’s head as he feels the resumed movement inside. Satan and MC moan synchronically as the tail starts moving the artifact up and down, bringing them both immense pleasure.
Satan feels the human’s hands on his hips. Their trembling fingers attempt to unzip his pants and get to his dick. It takes them several tries, but they prevail in the end. MC starts massaging Satan’s cock, pumping it to the pace of their thrusts into the artifact. The demon growls in approval and satisfaction, quickening the movements on his tail.
The tempo of the pushes becomes intense and uncontrollably rough. Satan doesn’t dare put his hands or lips on the human, fearing to injure them with his sharp claws and fangs. MC doesn’t have such a problem, though, so they use this advantage to tease the mighty demon. Satan grumbles, but it feels too good, so he allows MC to do everything they want.
It doesn’t take long for them to reach their peak. Satan comes on top of his human, shivering with his whole body. He inhales deeply the smell of sex and pleasure that fills the whole room. Satan can’t hold in a soft purr as he settles on top of MC, not intending to get up anytime soon.
…Later that day, when Satan decided to finally release MC, they both visited the infamous alley. Bodies were nowhere to be seen, but they found a completely healthy cat, who ate all the treats they brought. It seems, the Devildom’s magic treats cats even kinder than it’s described in books. And demolishes everyone who tries to disturb the peace, one way or another.
Asmodeus
Today is a big day. Asmo has been chasing this opportunity for several months. He finally became the new face of Goetia Cosmetics. This company primarily specializes in hair products, but after a recent rebranding, they decided to start releasing makeup kits. It was a huge deal ever since they announced it, and every model, influencer, and actor wanted to be the ambassador of the new cosmetic line.
Asmodeus wasn’t so desperate, of course. Well, at least he hid it very well. In truth, he wanted this job just as much as everybody else. It was quite overhyped, true, and he totally understood it. But even MC, who wasn’t very knowledgeable about the fashion world of the Devildom, heard about this advertisement campaign. The second MC mentioned Goetia Cosmetics in a casual conversation with him, Asmodeus knew that he couldn’t let some second-rate model steal the spotlight. Not when MC had their eyes on this campaign.
The only problem was that Goetia Cosmetics didn’t want to hire well-established and popular celebrities. They were looking for a new face, someone fresh and unique. So they dared to refuse Asmo when he graciously offered his services.
But Asmo was in the business for too long to let this little unpleasant episode stop him. So, after a couple of polite, professional meetings and death threats, the company quicklyunderstood how foolish it was to refuse the most beautiful and popular demon in the whole Devildom. They even raised the fee for modeling in their campaign after Asmo semi-publicly assumed that they were looking for a new face purely to pay less to a presumed young and gullible model.
But Asmo is already regretting his decision to join this campaign. Deadlines are always brutal in this sort of business, but this is a new level of incompetence. Asmodeus sighs, checking his look in the mirror one last time. The company managed to do wonders from a marketing standpoint. But when it came to creating the actual material for the campaign, it became clear that the people in charge weren’t ready for a project of such scale. Deadlines were moved and missed multiple times on each stage of the project, and now they’ve reached a critical point. His photos were supposed to be published long ago, but they didn’t even start shooting them.
So now, it seems like the whole photoshoot will last for only one day. Asmo has no right to make a single mistake, he can’t feel ill or tired. He needs to deal with it like always, professionally.
Even if he feels suspiciously pleasant sensations in the area of his butthole. Asmo sighs once again, not sure if he should be pissed off or happy. MC chose literally the worst time to find the little present Asmo left for them. Asmodeus thought that it would make for a thrilling little game. He had no doubts about who would be in MC’s sexual fantasies. So he waited. And waited. And waited. But MC took their sweet time.
Okay, Asmodeus didn’t explain what this device was made for, and he simply left it in MC’s bedroom as a surprise. Maybe he chose a not so obvious spot, but still. MC should’ve figured out what this thing does long ago. And they finally did it. Fantastic.
“Mr. Asmodeus, sir. We’re starting in five minutes. Are you ready?” A little, round demon with impressive horns squeaks at Asmo, trembling slightly.
“Yes.” Asmo simply responds, wincing as MC’s fingers gently penetrate his hole. The little demon decides that Mr. Asmodeus doesn’t want to be disturbed, so they quickly run away.
Asmo examines his face in the mirror, wondering whether he’ll manage to hide his growing erection and unavoidable moans, sitting under the spotlight in front of several cameras. He’s quite good at being sneaky and masking naughty activities in public. But this is too public for his liking.
MC’s fingers gently play with his hole and move deeper, no doubt feeling Asmo’s warmth inside the artifact. They’re taking their sweet time again; they clearly don’t intend to finish in the next five minutes. Such delicious torture. Asmo smiles softly, teasingly squeezing the fingers with his muscles…
“Mr. Asmodeus, sir! We’re ready to start!” The same round demon returns, interrupting Asmo’s thoughts. Have five minutes already passed? Preposterous. So he was glued to the mirror this whole time, lost in the sensations from MC’s skilled fingers. A new wave of rumors about Asmo’s narcissism will certainly start after this, but he couldn’t care less.
Asmo straightens up and pridefully walks towards the chair on which he’ll spend the next several hours. At least he doesn’t have to advertise clothes, only the makeup on his face. He crosses his legs and casually places his hands in the area of his groin, attempting to hide his quite visible erection.
A lovely makeup artist runs towards him, fixing the last minor details on his face before the photoshoot starts. This is the exact moment MC chooses to apply some lube inside the artifact, making Asmo shiver and passionately breathe out on the verge of a moan right into the makeup artist’s face. Needless to say, the artist runs away immediately, blushing and stumbling. Well, at least the whole predicament is entertaining. But Asmo needs to control himself better to avoid harassment lawsuits.
And MC definitely doesn’t make it easier for him. He feels how their hard dick thrusts inside, going all the way in in one motion. The camera clicks right in front of Asmo’s face, capturing all the little details. The demon clenches his fists, doing his best to maintain a joyful smile, but it’s hard when MC immediately takes the crazy pace and pushes inside him at tremendous speed. Asmo is well aware of how mind-blowing his ass can be. He’s the Avatar of Lust, after all. But he never knew he would wish to be a little less perfect.
Because MC on the other side simply loses their mind, ramming the artifact with all their might. Asmodeus has to utilize every last piece of his acting skills to not show what he actually feels. He desires to spread his legs and take the whole length of MC’s dick, over and over. He wants to milk the damn thing, absorbing every last drop of MC’s cum. He wishes he could whimper and scream from pleasure as loud as he wants.
But he calmly sits on the chair, politely smiling and obediently turning his head 10 degrees to the side, so that the lighting illuminates his features better, just as the photographer wants it. Asmo’s boner leaves prominent wet stains on the fabric of his pants. He can feel it as he tries to stop his legs from shaking.
Asmo feels MC coming inside him, holding in a sigh of relief and smiling more brightly than ever. Finally, he gets a chance to take a break. Maybe he’ll even manage to make the boner go away if he concentrates on the photographer’s large pimple, which shines provokingly on his nose.
But the bright smile instantly disappears, as he feels MC going for the second round. Such stamina is quite admirable, but not in this situation.
“Asmo? What happened?” The photographer worryingly asks, noticing the disappearance of the smile.
“…Nothing. Please, continue.” Asmo smiles once again, bracing himself for a very long photoshoot.
…The campaign was a tremendous success, despite all the little problems during the production period. Asmodeus managed to make a ton of high-quality photos for the ad. But there was one particular picture that was used the most and became the official photo of the whole campaign.
That photo pictured Asmo’s most genuine and happiest smile the world has ever seen. It was the exact moment when, after several hours of sweet torture and several rounds of getting his ass destroyed by MC’s dick, Asmodeus gave up and let himself come right in front of the whole filming crew and a dozen cameras. All while keeping his cheerful smile on. Because that’s what being a professional means.
Part 1 (Lucifer, Mammon, Levi)
Part 3 (Beel, Belphie)
Part 4 (Diavolo)
P.S. The art doesn't belong to me, it's an official art from Shall We Date: Obey Me! (The Mysterious Box card)
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you sending the brother's lewd pics while they're in class and they just suddenly stand up and walk out of class leaving the teacher confused asf
next thing you know you're getting fucked dumb by them
IMPORTANT <- must read
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"My Nadi" Nadia x MC, from The Arcana
Hey everyone!! I decided that it's time to put more requests out, so here you go!!
This super cute little one-shot was requested by my 👻 anon!! Sorry you had to wait this long!!
Requests are open! Check out my rules for requesting before sending me your ideas, or pick a prompt from my prompts list! ♡︎
Also available on AO3!
masterlist | rules for requesting | prompts list
Word count: 976 words
Trope: General fluff
Pairing: Nadia Satrinava x masc! MC
AU: none
Warnings: none
Picture from Pinterest!
It was early, way too early. And it certainly wasn't fair.
Nadia's slowly opened her heavy eyelids at the rays of the first-morning sun. Usually, countesses like her would expect to hear some nice, princess-worthy sounds in the morning as their alarm, perhaps the song of birds or the chatter on the streets. But no, not Nadia. She wasn't awake because of the sunrise or the street market opening. What pulled her out of her peaceful sleep was deep, loud snoring.
It sounded like a horn. Like two horns! Hell, like a whole orchestra of deep, deafening horns! Before meeting MC, Nadia had never seen anyone who could snore that loudly.
She rubbed her eyes, trying to see where she was and what was going on. The first thing she saw was her favorite sight in the entire world - her handsome boyfriend, MC.
He was stretched out on his stomach, drooling while snoring on the silk pillows. His bare, muscular back was on full display as the blankets only covered his lower body, up to the waistband of his pajama pants.
Nadia smiled at the view. He was, without doubt, the most gorgeous man, the most gorgeous person she has ever met. From his toes up to his messy hair, everything about him was perfect. He. He was perfect. In every way and every meaning of the word MC was everything Nadia ever wanted.
She yawned, gracefully covering her mouth with her hand. Even though she hated nothing more than leaving MC, she had to go to work and get up from their bed.
The countess figured that her royal consort was sleeping deeply from how much he was snoring. There wasn't a chance for her to wake him up while leaving, right? So, she slowly, very slowly wiggled both of her caramel legs on the edge of the bed. Turning around once more to make sure her lover was asleep, she freed herself from the blanket.
The reason why Nadia was so afraid not to wake him up was that he was a very clingy person. And if he woke up while she was trying to go to work? He'd make a complete fuss and just wouldn't let her leave.
What Nadia didn't know was that once she started stretching in her sitting position, one particular guy looked at her from the corner of one of his eyes. And he certainly was unsatisfied with what he saw! Was she gonna leave him just like that? Alone, and without any morning cuddles? Oh, what if she left without a good-morning kiss too?! Well, that would be simply unacceptable.
"Mmmphh.." He groaned as he was slowly pulled from his sleep as well.
Nadia noticed that, mentally cursing herself over waking him up. And he was sleeping so peacefully...
"Nadi..? Where are you going so early..?"
He asked, hoping that she won't leave him alone in their bed.
"I've got to work, precious. Maybe I can see you for breakfast?"
Now, he was truly unsatisfied. This wouldn't fly, it just simply wouldn't! He was her boyfriend, he deserved even a little bit of her attention!
MC grunted sleepily, letting her know that he wasn't pleased.
Before she could even react, his large arms crept their way around her waist and locked in front of her stomach. He towered over her, pressing her into a bear hug, which she couldn't leave even if she did try.
"What are you doing, darling?" Nadia chuckled at his actions but melted into the hug very quickly afterward.
"Mmph.. Don't go.." He nuzzled his face into her purple locks, tightening his grip on her waist.
The countess lightly tapped his arms, trying to signal that she truly does have to leave.
"Oh, come on now lovely, I really do have to work!"
His attitude was radiating from him as he huffed out, offended that her work was more important. To show her that he'll always get exactly what he wants, he pulled the countess in his lap, now trapping her without a chance of escape.
MC man-handled her so that she was facing him, but quickly buried his head into the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent.
"Mm-mm", he moaned, "My Nadi.."
She tried resisting, but there was no way out of his strong arms. Finally, she accepted her defeat, and with a breathy laugh hugged him back.
"Yes, darling, all yours... But how is my work ever going to take me away from you?"
He let out a sigh. How didn't she see that he needed more private time with her? That he craved intimacy more often?
"Just... Not enough time for us, I guess.." He mumbled into her skin, hoping that she wouldn't scold him for how he felt.
But Nadia wasn't like that.
Instead, she moved herself to look him in the eyes, taking his face in her hands.
"Not enough time? Sweetheart, what are you talking about?"
"Well... I just think that you sometimes work too much, you know? I get that you are our countess and that it's a big responsibility, but I can't help but feel like we don't get enough time for us! I need you here with me more, okay? You are my Nadi, and I need to love my Nadi more often!"
The purple-haired woman could've melted. She swung her arms around his neck and started kissing him. Once they pulled away, breathless and love-drunk, Nadia thought for a second and then said:
"You are right, MC. Maybe we do need more time for ourselves. I guess that work will still be there tomorrow... How about we stay in bed today, dear?"
He jumped in excitement, pushing them both down on the soft mattress. Yeah, work could wait. Spending time with each other was way too important.
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MC: *trying to fill out legal paperwork stuff* Were you guys born AMAB or AFAB?
Daonna: Stop swearing at me, please.
Robin: Born? I just straight up spawned, lol.
Shae: Huh, I thought it was already obvious? Assigned fey at birth, of course.
#incorrect ndm quotes#ndm#ndm x mc#robin goodfellow#shae fearglas#daonna#daonna: amab (assigned (hu)man at birth)#shae: afab (assigned fey at birth)#robin: amab (assigned monster at birth)
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The alice in wonderland au relationship becomes bisexual, because eclipse shall be the only one who isnt afab lol
#Eclipse: boy#Mc/reader(ill be making a fic...and a oneshot at some point): afab (sorry amabs)#Sun: girl#And moon: nonbinary#Hee ha#We need more lesbian type sun and moon stuff#sun and moon au#sundrop#moondrop#eclipse dca#eclipse fnaf#eclipse au#alice in wonderland au#wonderland au
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NINE BLOOD DANCES
Nine Moons for the Nine Circles of Hell
Ruled by Nine Siblings. Or better known as the Commanders of Hell. Each believed to carry a role in the natural world and each a leader of the Devil’s Army. Each Commander is the personification of their circle and is made with a part of The Devil’s Body.
His Brain. His Genitals. His Stomachs. His Lungs. His Eyes. His Tongues. His Flesh. His Ears. And lastly his heart.
With each part, combined with that of a woman of a different species, flourished the consciousness of the circle, and then from a piece of the circle, a body was molded, creating each commander.
Yet with no one to rule over them.
For the Devil has many things to do and does not have the time to watch over the things he created. So, he gets an idea. A funny idea.
For he wishes not to strip himself of more. So, he goes to a mortal man. One who knew all that of the world, a man who had everything that the mortal heart could desire. Expect love–Yes love. For there is a difference between idolization and obsession and honest love. The mortal man had not that, and so the Devil laughed and lured this man to his death. And when no one showed genuine care for the man at his funeral, he fell into despair.
And the Gods who refused to hear his prayers before now stared upon him and pitied him. And sent the mortal man a gift in order to ease the loneliness.
A gift the Devil needs.
── ⋅ ⋅ ✶ ⋅ ⋅ ──
✶ [DEMO]
✶ [PATREON]
✶ [KO-FI]
✶ [DISCORD]
── ⋅ ⋅ ✶ ⋅ ⋅ ──
You were a gift. Now to whom? No one knows.
All that matters is that you are a gift and not like any of the others of your species. Uniqueness and importance oozes from every fiber of your being. You're important. Everyone says you're important. But why you're so important?
Who knows?
You must figure out what makes you so special and different. You must figure out what drives you through all circles. And you have to figure out why the nine commanders of Hell all have their eyes upon you and wish to have you by their side.
All before the fall of the ninth moon.
☽☽✶☾☾ Customizable MC
✶ [Name, Species(human, fallen angel, vampire, succubus/incubus, etc), Personality, Gender, Pronouns]
✶ [Appearance (markings, scars, wings, tails, horns, ears, etc), Traits, Love Language, Allergies, Diet, Piercings, Aesthetics, and more]
☽☽✶☾☾ Ability to have certain traits, likes, and disabilities
✶[Favorite Foods, Smoking/Drinking Habits, & More]
✶[ADHD, OCD, Depression + more]
✶[Hearing Aids, Prosthetic Arms or Legs, and choosing how you lost your limb]
☽☽✶☾☾ Options that have an effect on romantic and platonic relationships.
☽☽✶☾☾ Choose between nine romanceable Love Interests or None at All.
☽☽✶☾☾ Stats, Personality, and MC Characteristics that will affect the story and characters.
[Harem Route & Poly Routes Optional]
| IMPORTANT VIEWINGS OF CERTAIN FEATURES |
✶Ear Piercings
PERSONIFICATION OF THE 1ST CIRCLE—LIMBO—
COMMANDER AAPO I LIBERTAS
── THAT OF THE DEVIL’S BRAIN
✶ Personality: Aapo is an overly confident, charismatic man who is proud of the ranking he holds, being that he is ranked above his siblings and seen as the current ruler of the Nine Circles. Aapo walks and talks with a smile on his face and radiates this atmosphere of freedom, which is quickly erased by this underlying need for control, and he demands it. He has no reservations to confirm that. Many fear him despite his faux cheery attitude and overly relaxed posture.
✶ Appearance: He stands at [6’1FT ~ 188CM] with rosy pale-colored skin that is littered with warm brown freckles. He had deep-set shaped eyes while his eyes were the darker color shades of the rainbow, that fluctuated depending upon mood but remained a deep emerald green. He has short mahogany brown hair with a short fringe that seems messy. He’s lean and long, with long legs and arms. Always wearing overly vibrant and eccentric suits of greens and browns, decorated with bronze and gold.
──"CAMBION"—AMAB—HE/HIM
──PANSEXUAL [MASC PREFRENCE]
── ⋅ ⋅ ✶ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ⋅ ⋅ ✶ ⋅ ⋅ ──
PERSONIFICATION OF THE 2ND CIRCLE—LUST—
COMMANDER ANIL/AIDEN II LUXURIA
── THAT OF THE DEVIL'S GENITALS
✶ Personality: Anil is a self-assured, arrogant, aloof, hotheaded woman. Always wearing a scowl or frown of some sort. Her mood changes just as quickly as the wind and follows that of the hierarchy. She demands respect and will expect it. Many of the others stay out of her way and allow her to do as she pleases, since she has no desire to disrupt anything and follow the rules in place. Unless they get in the way of her desires.
✶ Appearance: She stands at [6’2FT ~ 192CM] with deep chocolate brown skin with no blemishes or scars. She has bedroom eyes that are a deep navy blue but appear black until in candlelight. Anil’s hair is jet black hair reaches her waist and is curly, while wet it reverts into a more coily texture. She has long legs and a waist and adds to her height by wearing dark blacks and blues, wearing heels, with a subtle male pirate aesthetic, wearing silver with everything. With the remains of two torn leather wings upon her back, with a long and heavy black scaled tail of a crocodile.
──"INCUBUS/SUCCUBUS"—AFAB—HE/SHE
──OMNISEXUAL
── ⋅ ⋅ ✶ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ⋅ ⋅ ✶ ⋅ ⋅ ──
PERSONIFICATION OF THE 3RD CIRCLE—GLUTTONY—
COMMANDER ALICE III GULA
──THAT OF THE DEVILS STOMACH
✶ Personality: Alice of the three siblings is by far the kindest of them. With a laid-back attitude. She is blunt but kind in her words, and the most approachable. She, just like her Aapo and Anil, expects respect due to her rank, though she cares little about enforcing it, especially with her "siblings". However, she has a mean streak when hungry and can become aggressive toward those who are men or those masculine in nature.
✶ Appearance: She stands at [5’7FT ~ 175CM] with warm ivory-colored skin, that’s covered in what looks to be scars, that are prominent on her throat, the back of her hands, her palms, and her knees which are small scars, while the entire along her collarbone, slanting cut across her entire stomach, and along the outside of both thighs seem like bigger scars, but they’re not. They are instead different mouths with sharklike teeth and crimson red tongues. That she keeps closed unless extremely hungry. Alice also has yellowish blonde hair that is a messy pixie cut, with an eye patch covering her right eye. She always has deep monolid-shaped eyes that are a vivid orange color. She has a sheer clothing aesthetic as while as a leather aesthetic, wearing many shades of orange, black, and white with gold. Accompanied by the small horns of a deer, a shade of white, and the tail of a deer.
──"VAMPIRE"—AFAB—SHE/HER
──BISEXUAL [FEM PREFRENCE]
── ⋅ ⋅ ✶ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ⋅ ⋅ ✶ ⋅ ⋅ ──
PERSONIFICATION OF THE 4TH CIRCLE–GREED—
COMMANDER ERIC/EDWARD IV AVARITIA
── THAT OF THE DEVIL'S LUNGS
✶ Personality: Eric is the quietest of the siblings, rarely speaking unless directly spoken to. He is a loner and prefers to be alone. He is also one of the only siblings who dislikes the hierarchy of siblings, and rarely spends his time commanding his circle, opting to be away, spending his time exploring the other parts and various layers of Hell and the unique punishments.
✶ Appearance: Eric stands at [6’5FT ~ 200CM] with pale skin. With the rest of his features hidden beneath a black cloth that hides his eyes. His black cloth also replicates bandages that covered various parts of his arms and legs. He has shoulder-length curly black hair that he keeps in a ponytail. He has a Dark Victorian aesthetic wearing black, red, and yellow.
──"DHAMPIR"—AMAB/AFAB—HE/HIM/SHE/HER/IT/ITS
──GRAYROMANTIC—PANSEXUAL
── ⋅ ⋅ ✶ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ⋅ ⋅ ✶ ⋅ ⋅ ──
PERSONIFICATION OF THE 5TH CIRCLE—WRATH—
COMMANDER LOUIS V IRA
── THAT OF THE DEVILS EYES
✶ Personality: Louis is a confident, arrogant, egotistical, smart man. Who revels in his circle enjoys using his influence on lower-ranked demons and enjoys spending time with higher-ranked demons. He also throws extravagant parties and chooses to spend most of his time with the Devil, who is the embodiment/avatar of Wrath. Louis tends to his duties well, despite his nasty temper.
✶ Appearance: He stands at [5’7FT ~ 175CM] with limestone-covered skin round bright blue and red heterochromic eyes and short blonde hair that fades into red that cut like a jellyfish. He dresses like that of kings and queens, with a 16th-century royalty aesthetic, wearing that of gold and red. He also has the horns of a ram that are a beautiful gold.
──"HUMAN"—AMAB—HE/THEY
──DEMISEXUAL
── ⋅ ⋅ ✶ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ⋅ ⋅ ✶ ⋅ ⋅ ──
PERSONIFICATION OF THE 6TH CIRCLE—HERESY—
COMMANDER GABRIEL VI MENDAX
── THAT OF THE DEVILS TONGUE
✶ Personality: Gabriel is someone who speaks only of rumors and half-truths. Many don't trust a word he says, and you must force the truth out of it. He gets a lot of humor leading people astray with his words. Even though he is quite knowledgeable and level-headed. He prefers to use his wisdom in more trickster ways, unless threatened, he quickly breaks. Outside of his lies, he is quite kind and fair, yet due to his tongue, no one believes his kindness.
✶ Appearance: He stands at [5’9FT ~ 180CM] with bronze-colored skin and long straight dark brown hair that he keeps in a thick braid, decorated with purple snapdragons, lavender, and vines. Gabriel has a soft flowy cottagecore aesthetic wearing colors of white and purple. While upon his back he has two large gray feathered wings that he keeps tucked away.
──"FALLEN ANGEL"—AMAB—HE/SHE
──AUTOSEXUAL
── ⋅ ⋅ ✶ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ⋅ ⋅ ✶ ⋅ ⋅ ──
PERSONIFICATION OF THE 7TH CIRCLE—VIOLENCE—
COMMANDER DAMEION VII VIOLENTI
──THAT OF THE DEVILS FLESH
✶ Personality: Dameion is laid back, mischievous, charismatic, and cocky. Since he has one of the most popular circles, he garters high respect despite being the seventh. He has overbearing pride and follows the hierarchy of the circles. Still, you will not find Dameion without a cocky smile and relaxed posture no matter where he is. Which leads him to having and being loved by many. Everyone practically swoons when he walks into the room or speaks. This doubles when amongst full-blooded bloodhounds, due to him being able to have a body, unlike them.
✶ Appearance: He stands at [5’9FT ~ 180CM] with honey-colored skin with black armband tattoos upon his wrists and ankles. He has short, shaggy black hair and deep red eyes. With a formal aesthetic, always wearing suits or a more military-type aesthetic. He has two long black tails of a wolf and wolf ears that hide amongst his hair with two red horns of a bison.
──"BLOODHOUND"—AMAB—HE/HIM
──POLYSEXUAL
── ⋅ ⋅ ✶ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ⋅ ⋅ ✶ ⋅ ⋅ ──
PERSONIFICATION OF THE 8TH CIRCLE—FRAUD—
COMMANDER LUCY OR LUCIUS VIII FICTUS
──THAT OF THE DEVILS EARS
✶ Personality: They are an untrusted liar, fake, fraud. Dawning on various masks and looking to deceive whoever they need to deceive. Taking upon titles, achievements, and anything to further their lie, and when it all backfires, they run away and never get caught. Due to this, they are never in hell, nor in their circle, in fact, it's hard to get in touch with them. They also spend a lot of time within the different underworlds and heavens, trying to gain something from the divine. Only to be sent back to Hell without punishment. They are tricksters and unreliable, with no real redeeming qualities.
✶ Appearance: They stand at [5’8FT ~ 178CM] with thick curly gray hair with white faded ends. Their hair is short to their chin and left alone. They have hooded gray eyes and short-bison-like horns with gray bat wings that fade into black with a long rat-like tail. They have varying styles but settle on clothing far more revealing. Wearing pinks and whites.
──"IMP"—[SELECTABLE GENDER]
──GAY OR LESBIAN [SELECTABLE SEXUALITY]
── ⋅ ⋅ ✶ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ⋅ ⋅ ✶ ⋅ ⋅ ──
PERSONIFICATION OF THE 9TH CIRCLE—TREACHERY—
COMMANDER TRENT IX PRODITIO
──THAT OF THE DEVILS HEART
✶ Personality: Trent is a sweet talking and kind person. Always understand and be sympathetic. He’s easy-going and easily trusting. He’s a very honest person and falls into his roles, whilst being obedient and submissive. Not wanting to break rules without important reason. He’s a big man with an honest and open heart and tries to live past his title.
✶ Appearance: He stands at [7’5FT ~ 230 CM] with tan scarred skin and freckles. He has large heterochromic eyes, his right olive and the left mustard yellow. He has messy brown hair that he keeps in his face, partially hiding his eyes. He bulky and tall, but always hunching over with feathered ears that are dark brown and long wispy split bird tail that is also dark brown. Trent wears many colors yet sticks to neutral tones and dark green.
──"NEPHILIM"—AMAB/AFAB—HE/HIM
──PANSEXUAL
AVAILABLE POLY RELATIONSHIPS
TO BE DETERMINED
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