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What would each of the Demon Lords do if they where tying to seek redemption of some kind
Demon Lords seeking redemption
Lucemon
He's basically the ring leader of the group and feels the most responsible for all the bad that's happened. Lucemon would take it upon himself to make sure that not only does he cleanup his act, but his other fellow demon lords as well. It may annoy the hell out of them and Lucemon may end up micromanaging them, but as a leader he feels he must take most of the burden.
Lucemon may even begin to start volunteering at some charities to prove he isn't a snob. Granted, it is known some people do volunteer to brag about the charity work they do, but Lucemon may do it secretly without anyone ever finding out so he'll know he's doing it for him and not to brag about what a new leaf he turned.
Lillithmon
Rumored to have evolved from a Ladydevimon that fell from her ways as an Angewomon. She may began to be kinder to others now. Out of genuineness, Lilithmon wants to let others know she's not going to be an asshole anymore to others. Lilithmon will also be kinder in ways such as not bad mouthing what others do and trying to be open minded and respecting the actions of other people.
Leviamon
This Digimon is known to be introverted and prefer being alone hating everyone else, but he decides to be different now. He may become more extroverted and kinder to others. The digital ocean is very dark, perhaps he'll allow sunlight to finally reach it so other Digimon won't end up lost in the darkness.
Daemon
Legends say that this Digimon was originally a Seraphimon, but hatred and wrath changed him into a Daemon. This Digimon may search for what exactly changed him from Seraphimon into Daemon, what exactly was that straw that changed him. He may decide not to want to change back into a Seraphimon and instead remain as a Daemon, but become kinder and learn to control his wrath. If anything, I personally think maybe he may try seeking a form of therapy to understand what exactly made him change and what can he do to change for the better.
Belphemon
A Digimon that always slumbers and when awaken causes a lot of catastrophes. It may be tricky for him because of the type of Digimon he is. He can either lock himself up so no one will ever awaken him again or seek other remedies that will prevent the catastrophes he brings awaken. Ultimately, this Digimon may try seeking a way to change into another Digimon so they won't hurt others again.
Barbamon
The Digimon Demon Lord of Greed, this Digimon lived for trying to hoard every single treasure he could get his hands on to the point he would manipulate angel Digimon for it. Barbamon would start by leaving angel Digimon alone and not trying to convince them to come to the dark side. He would also begin returning all the treasure he had stolen as well. It may be difficult for him at first, but he's willing to change his way for others.
Beelzemon
This most chill of the Demon Lord Digimon, he keeps to himself and doesn't tag along with them usually. This Digimon loves to battle and defeat strong and worthy opponents to absorb them. A way for redemption is to stop looking for fights and accepting that some fights don't have to end with literally defeating someone can just be casual battles.
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OK I HAVE A CONCEPT!
okokokok so
bear with me i know this is going to be stupid as FUCK but just b e a r w i t h m e
Archangels and Demon lords are forced to play D&D together.
And the Nephalem is the DM running the whole thing, and its set in a semi modern world where their characters have to deal with shit like "they just got in a fight and now cant go to the hospital because they dont have insurance" and shit like that.
They are all forced to work together as a team to fight against a corrupt politician or something, but they are also dealing with weird modern problems like learning how to send an email or hotwire a fucking car.
here are some quotes from the initial conversation
"Ok Belial, roll Deception"
"HA i have such a high modifier i couldnt possi-"
"What did you get?"
"… nat 1"
"You can't buy that, Diablo. You don't have any coin."
"How do I get coin?"
"Get a job, mate."
"Like what?"
"Idk, barista?"
"how do I send this message?"
"you can try email, letters.."
"what is email I want to do that one"
"alright you spy a computer next to you"
"I shove the message into the artifact"
"you…. what?"
"I run up in front and block the attack"
"Did… you just save me, Asmodan?"
"Shut up, Tyreal"
"Tyrael you are our only healer and healthcare is unaffordable. if you die we are all fucked."
"glad to see you care… kind of"
some other things:
Diablo's character would 100% die first and he would be mega salt about it, he always plays a Teifling (bc he wants to keep the horns)
Tyrael would play a Cleric, who the party relies on for healing bc none of their characters have Insurance to pay for hospital visits.
At the beginning of the campaign the DM has angels and demons on opposite sides of the table but by the end they are all mixed up and sitting together. He knows he did a good job when they beat a hard encounter and they all cheer and some of them even hug or highfive.
they're having a lot of fun but would never admit it outside of sessions.
And I did of course draw this.
in this senario half the party is fighting a mutant rat while the other is trying to figure out how to hotwire a car so they can run it over.
#diablo 3#diablo#nephalem#angiris council#Demon lords#archangel#malthael#tyrael#imperius#auriel#itherael#azmodan#belial#duriel#andariel#baal#mephisto#dungons and dragons#dnd#this is only kinda silly#but like what if it was kinda serious#can we end the eternal conflict with TTRPG's and snacks?#my art
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Next up we got perhaps my favorite of the Demon Lords, Belphemon! Ahh, drawing this one was quite the hurdle, but it turned out so satisfying~
This is a thumbnail for my girlfriend's stream archive. She streams every Thursday, at 3:30 Eastern! Be sure to check out her stuff!
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#digimonanime#digimon#digimon fanart#fanart#manga#traditional art#belphemon#demon lords#digimon world next order#Youtube
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Bringing in the new year with some cartoony demon lords!
From left to right(ish): Yeenoghu, Juiblex, Demogorgon, Orcus, Zuggtmoy, Grazzt, Baphomet, and Fraz-Urb’luu
#Don’t talk to me about demogorgon#cartoons are fun#DnD#dungeons and dungeons#DnD art#out of the abyss#grazzt#demogorgon#juiblex#zuggtmoy#baphomet#yeenoghu#orcus#fraz-urb’luu#demon lords#abyss#demon#art
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how we imagine demon lord meetings:
how they probably are:
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What is the context of this image? (Wrong Answers Only)
I know I misspelled definitely but just roll with it pls.
#guy crimson#tensura#rimuru tempest#luminous valentine#demon lords#octagram eight star demon lords#that time i got reincarnated as a slime#ramiris#milim nava#deeno#draguel#leon cromwell
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Idle thought for a Spelljammer adventure:
One of the cartoons that defined my childhood was The Pirates of Dark Water, which was about … well, the intro explains it pretty well:
The alien world of Myrr is being devoured by dark water. Only Ren, a young prince, can stop it, by finding the lost thirteen treasures of Rule. At his side is an unlikely but loyal crew of misfits. At his back, the evil pirate lord Bloth, who will stop at nothing to get the treasures for himself. It’s high adventure with the Pirates of Dark Water!
This show seriously shaped a LOT of my views of, say, planetary romance, science fantasy, etc. The explicitly alien but extremely fantasy world of Myrr, plus pirates, really did a lot for me as a kid. And I still adore the concept of the Dark Water itself, this vast, creeping corruption of an oceanic world, this sentient acidic oil slick that corrupts and converts other things into itself. Or just devours them.
And I’m just … I look at the Dark Water now and a bit of me sees an ooze. Specifically, an absolutely gargantuan, globally spreading black pudding. A seed of Juiblex, maybe, a particularly intelligent and sentient and titanic black ooze, with maybe quite a few of Juiblex’ resistances and regeneration, who is seeking to spread across the world for the Faceless Lord and remake it in Juiblex’ image.
And while Myrr and that idea would make an excellent planetary setting for D&D as well, I feel like there’s also a thing you could maybe do by transferring it to the Astral Sea. It is, after all, fully Spelljammer’s vibe. You’ve still got the ships. You’ve still got the pirates. And there’s plenty of eldritch shit knocking around the Astral Sea.
Maybe that’s how the Seed of Juiblex became so powerful and intelligent, because the psychic winds of the Sea imbued it with knowledge and sentience and possibly magic, all of which combined with the endless hunger of Juiblex to create a terrifying threat that seeks to devour everything the Sea touches. And the Faceless Lord sensed it and was pleased, and bestowed further gifts to strength it, delighted by its miasmic presence in the Sea.
Just picture it. You’re sailing the vast silver void of the Astral Sea, the guardrail of your ship under your hands, your sails proud and arched above you. Suddenly you see something in the distance. A darkness. A vast, rippling obsidian shape. A colour pool, you think. It has to be, at that size. One of the black pools to Limbo. You think to say something, but already the helm has moved to avoid it. You’ve no business in Limbo right now.
But even as you turn, you realise that the shape has rippled. Moved. You realise it has turned to follow you. Whatever this is, it has sentience. It has will. It’s not a colour pool, it’s a creature. As large as the ship and larger, and it’s not slow either.
Maybe you escape. Maybe you fight it. Maybe you win. But when you next make port, you the hear the rumours spreading. You’re not the only one who saw such a thing. There’s a corruption, out there in the Sea, and it’s growing. It’s spreading. It’s not one creature. It can’t be. So many have seen it, or something like it. And some … have seen something bigger. Not the size of a ship, but the size of a city. The size of a port. A vast, obsidian blackness, spreading out across the silver sea, that whispers and speaks. Of hunger. Nothing but hunger. A vast, gnawing, incomprehensible hunger.
(I love oozes. I love oozes. Juiblex is as eldritch as anything the Far Realm could come up with)
And it cannot be destroyed. This vast, parent blackness. All the firepower of some of the greatest spelljamming vessels have died trying. If there’s a way to stop this, it has yet to be found. But someone, somewhere, must know how. This is the Astral Sea. There must be some fragment of a dream, blown by a psychic wind, that details how to defeat this creature. Some archive, that holds the knowledge of what this thing is, what it springs from, what force empowers it. And how to decouple it, how to detach it from the strength of the Faceless Lord, before it grows large enough to devour cities and ports and perhaps even planets whole. Some artefact, maybe, or artefacts …
I’m just saying. If, like me, you grew up with the Pirates of Dark Water. If you grew up with that space fantasy vibe. Spelljammer looks like such a good opportunity to live out the dream …
#d&d#spelljammer#pirates of dark water#space fantasy#oozes#adventure ideas#read: my childhood dreams#demon lords#juiblex
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Don’t get me wrong I like Gallantmon x Beelzemon as much as the next person, but does anyone else also like the idea of Omnimon x Beelzemon? 👀
#digimon#royal knights#drk#demon lords#ddl#omnimon#omegamon#Dukemon#gallantmon#Beelzemon#beelzebumon#Dukemon x beelzebumon#gallantmon x beelzemon#omnimon x beelzemon#omegamon x beelzebumon
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What is THIS?!
This looks so cute and cool and omg the non-humans?!
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Inspiration/stat blocks for Chapter 28 of “The Grey Warriors” based on the dnd module Out of the Abyss..
Our heroes have finally found the stolen red dragon egg, a quest given to them by the Keepers of the Flame in the duergar city of Gracklstugh. In order to take it back, the adventurers find themselves under the attack of a derro savant, a master thief, and several derro guards. Will our heroes emerge victorious against their enemy and reclaim the dragon egg? Evidence, waiting just out of the reach, suggests that it might be too late...
And perhaps more troubling, an unknown enemy plots against the city of Gracklstugh.
You can read the story here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/35100307/chapters/87436915
or
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13962836/1/The-Grey-Warriors
#the grey warriors#out of the abyss#dungeons and dragons#5e#derro#derro savant#the council of savants#the grey ghosts#thieves guild#illithid#cyrog#demogorgon#orcus#demon lords#cults#obelisk room#whorlstone tunnels#the deepking#gracklstugh
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Best of Neil's stage directions/commentary in the good omens s1 script book
I went back and read this to help me cope after s2, as one does
#good omens#aziraphale#crowley#ineffable husbands#angel#good omens season 1#good omens script book#demon#good omens 1#Neil gaiman is our lord and savior#I’m trying to cope with s2 okay#armageddidnt-blog#armageddidnt-pinned
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who is your favorite?demon 🤩♥️
#alastor#hazbin hotel#hazbin alastor#hazbin vox#hazbin hotel vox#lor vox#lord vox#lucifer#hazbin hotel lucifer#lucifer hazbin hotel#demon radio#the radio demon#lucifer morningstar#hazbin hotel spoilers#vizziepop#fan art#alastor the radio demon
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tim: wish i could go guys, but im on the no-fly list
cassie: what?? why?
tim: probs because of that time i broke into the pentagon for sillies
kon: YOU DID WHAT?!
tim: that or the war crimes i committed in the middle east and europe, idk pick one
bart: that checks lol
#tim: not worth it guys a demon lord assassin keeps trying to court me now#dc#tim drake#cassie sandsmark#kon el kent#bart allen#robin#red robin#wonder girl#superboy#impulse#bernard dowd#ra’s al ghul
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Thinking about a Yandere Demon Lord. This is Part 1.
Yandere Head Canons:
Defying Destiny
Yandere Demon Lord x Isekai Saintess Reader x Yandere Hero
TW: Voyeurism, stalking, Somniaphilia, dacryphillia, dark content, etc
Part 2
You were surprised to be alive after your cold fiancé pushed you into oncoming traffic when you got into an argument with him… all you had wanted was for him to show you that he loved you, but instead he killed you. Yet your life didn’t end… no. Far from it.
Rather than waking up in the supposed after life, you woke up in the Rerenth Kingdom. A fantasy kingdom in a magical world plagued with problems written in fiction novels. And the emperor explained to you, no, demanded that you to take on your role as Saintess to save them from the Demon King.
The demon king was now your enemy. Defeating him was the only way for you to go home… but did you even want to do that? In your last life and in this one, you were merely another unhappy pawn. The silk robes and dazzling abilities did nothing to shield you from the harsh reality of what your life has become once more… would you ever truly be free? Would you ever truly be happy?
The servants often spoke of the monstrous Demon King who controlled the forces of darkness that sought to destroy the light. A demonic entity none of the people in this kingdom had ever truly seen with their own eyes, but they believed him to be out there… how else were they to explain the supernatural happenings that plagued their kingdom? This entire ordeal made little sense to you since you hadn’t seen many disputes between humans and demons unless they were over territory. Vast majority of the time, it was humans that ventured into the demonic lands anyways. Was this perhaps some propaganda tactic? You didn’t know and you didn’t question it, you simply wanted to retire to a peaceful life.
It took a few weeks for you to be able to control your new holy power, but you were able to now harness it for barriers and for healing. Abilities that would be useless without a hero… a fact that the citizens soon realized so they began to devise another plan. To summon a hero!
Another few weeks passed by and they successfully summoned a valiant hero by the name of Reinhardt. His chiseled face was constantly covered by the taxidermied lion mask that adorned his face. The man was massive and intimidating, yet you couldn’t help but feel there was something familiar about him. You couldn’t place a finger on who he could possibly be since you didn’t know anyone else with an imposing stature like his but that gut feeling never left you.
Reinhardt would often glance you up and down when he thought you weren’t looking. His green eyes would bore into yours until you felt as if you’d be set ablaze. He was terrifying to you. Especially now that you were on a journey with him to defeat the demon king… along with a fox beastwoman fighter and an elven mage who had joined your party due to the emperor’s order. The Emperor didn’t see you to be enough aid to the hero on this important quest.
Both adventurers were quite rude to you at first since you had no offensive abilities. They often fawned over the hero who blatantly ignored their affections to instead watch over you like a hawk. A fact the two women didn’t really enjoy, but they accepted it as the weeks melted into months. And you still didn’t know their names since they never told you (and Reinhardt never spoke).
The three of them often fought and killed monsters and demons while you protected the supplies and healed their injuries. It upset you that your party ambushed them since the enemies usually were unarmed. Majority of the time, it was a one-sided slaughter. An endless bloodbath that you had no power to stop.
You often lied to your peers about monsters hiding, unaware that your small act of kindness would lead to a snowball effect in the future. You had now caught the eye of an entity much stronger than you and the hero’s party… all because you were merciful. You were kind and sweet. A true saintess.
Your softness had made your peers joke about you being a cry baby. The elven mage and beastwoman often jabbed their elbows into your side to joke about the tears you’d cry because they thought you were scared. The dense women never realized your tears were for the innocent monsters they slaughtered on a day to day basis too. You were never scared of the demons or monsters, you were scared of them.
Yet Reinhardt nipped the subtle bullying in the bud by shoving the other two adventures away from you with his strong arms. He always made sure you were safe before he offered his body for healing… which he’d just make gesture at you with his hands rather than speak. It seemed he was fond of you, a fondness you didn’t understand since he never spoke to you.
Reinhardt would often pick you up without asking you and tuck you into the crook of his large arm. It bothered you that he never took off his mask, but he had quite an attractive jawline with the slightest bit of stubble. There was not a doubt in your mind that Reinhardt was likely an attractive man, but that didn’t matter. Since he was creepy.
Reinhardt never uttered a word to you but would always dutifully stand by your side (or carry you like some sort of damsel). He often reminded you of your ex fiancé with his stoic demeanor and his bewitching green eyes. And the staring. You swore you felt bare under his gaze even if you had multiple layers on.
And it wasn’t just his eyes you felt on you, you swore there was someone else watching you in the shadows and the possibility of you having another stalker made your skin crawl. Had you finally gone insane from having Reinhardt be around you 24/7? Or was there something sinister amiss?
Maybe that’s why Reinhardt so dutifully clung to you? Whether his protection was out of obligation or simply because he lusted for you, his presence did little to ease the extra set of eyes. In fact, he made it worse.
Wherever you were, Reinhardt was never far. He was with you when you bathed to stand guard. He was carrying you if you couldn’t keep up with him and the rest of the hero’s party. Reinhardt even began to stay in your tent with you…
He didn’t utter a word when he watched over you whenever you had nightmares. Reinhardt never woke you up from the horrific dreams of the man with pitch black hair and sharp talons pulling you into his lap and having his way with you. No, Reinhardt instead dragged his tongue down your tear stricken face in delight.
Reinhardt knew his actions were wrong, but he couldn’t help but fawn over your helpless form. You were so weak without his protection… you were a lamb sent to a slaughter that luckily had a herding dog with you. You should be grateful Reinhardt had such an intense interest in you, otherwise you could have perished earlier on at the goblin camps. Or those other two party members would have likely broken a few of your bones from rough housing. You were a frail bird that needed to be locked up at all times and Reinhardt was willing to be the one to do that! He would keep you safe, even if it took you years to understand even an ounce of his magnitude of feelings for you. He was a patient man!
It wasn’t uncommon for you to wake up in your tent with Reindhart’s imposing form standing over you ominously. You’d cry every single time, but he’d make no move to comfort you. Only stare.
Over the last four weeks, you begin to receive little trinkets in your tent on the daily. Delicacies that Reinhardt would immediately pitch once he saw them, but it filled you with anxiety that he was not the one slipping you those gifts… who on earth could be gifting you such pretty rocks and wild flowers?
You were flattered, just the tiniest bit, by the small, temporary gifts. They were much more welcomed than the iron grip of Reinhardt’s arms. Even though the sender made you anxious, it was nice to know that someone took you into consideration. It was a small action that filled you with hope. Perhaps you would be saved from this fate?
Shame you didn’t understand just how much those tiny gifts upset the hero. Your eyes should only be on him. Your entire purpose should revolve around him. Reinhardt wanted to find the individual who sent you these gifts so he could rip them limb from limb. You belonged to him and he would show you that you had no way of escaping him. You were going to be his bride! Whether you liked it or not, the hero had chosen you as his destined one!
Recently, you’d wake up to him laying beside you in your tent with his large arms wrapped around you. His Roman nose buried into the crook of your neck. This was far worse than him lingering in your tent since he had become so physical.
And your peers did nothing about his harassment of you. To them, it was cute that the hero was so ‘enamored’ with the Saintess! You’ve even heard whispers of how the emperor will no doubt arrange a marriage between the two of you once the four of you eliminated the demon king. It terrified you even more because you knew you’d have little say in the matter… your life was spiraling out of your own control once more. This time, into the arms of some brute with attachment issues. You didn’t want to marry another emotionally constipated man! You wanted to have freedom!
You often cried yourself to sleep which only made Reinhardt even more overbearing. He now would press kisses to your cheeks and cuddle his body into yours. Even in your dreams, you couldn’t escape this massive man. If only you could be saved…
And when you drifted off into an unnaturally heavy sleep, your barriers deactivated. An action that allowed the Demon King to finally slip into your party’s camp and take what he wanted. You.
#yandere#yandere imagine#yandere fic#female reader#stalker yandere#yandere headcanons#yandere concept#yandere x you#yandere x reader#tw.yandere#tw.stalking#tw.somnophilia#yandere demon x reader#Yandere demon lord#yandere demon#yandere monster x reader#yandere monster#monster yandere#yandere imagines#yandere insert#yandere obsession#yandere writing#yandere oc#yandere original character#yandere isekai#isekai#original work#yandere hero#yandere knight#yandere scenarios
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the dungeon is a home but the dungeon is alive but the dungeon is a graveyard but the dungeon is a prison but the dungeon is a caregiver but the dungeon is an emancipation but the dungeon is a monster but the dungeon loves you and the dungeon will not let you go
#it’s ok ex lords of the dungeon I would also not be immune to the demons propaganda#dungeon meshi#marcille donato#laois touden#mithrun#thistle dungeon meshi#delicious in dungeon#also I totally stole this from @mobydyke and just changed house to dungeon#my posts
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Can I request n/sfw headcanons for muzan x non violent demon reader?
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YES YES YES
Okay so you know this got my cogs turning and it ended up being more of a short story instead of headcanons lol. And yeah, I went with the idea of the reader being a demon who can draw strength from Muzan in... other ways 😏
Also this was an excellent excuse for me to write a "Muzan losing his composure and coming completely undone" fic so thank you thank you thank you 🛐
I hope you like it!
NSFW under the cut!
Succor - Muzan x Reader
(Non-violent demon reader, GN!Reader)
You were a curiosity. Another demon who did not consume human flesh– only the third such demon Muzan had heard of in a thousand years, and the only one of those three who wasn't actively revolting against him.
However, the thought did occur to him to simply dispose of you. You were defective after all, still clinging to your humanity. And you were weak too; slowly starving.
Muzan had no use for you… and yet… and yet…
Perhaps it was simple morbid curiosity, or perhaps it was the wasted potential he saw in you. Before he transformed you into a demon you were beautiful, but once imbued with his strength and blood, you were divine… magnificent. And you were frittering that gift away.
"Explain yourself to me," he said as you knelt before him, barely clinging to your senses while he sat, poised and elegant as ever. "Why are you suffering like this for the sake of mortals? Why do you refuse to consume humans?"
"It's repulsive," you answered. He could hear the weakness in your voice even as you stared defiantly back at him.
The only blood you had ever consumed was Muzan's at the moment of your creation, and your body seemed to recognize that. The hunger in your eyes was palpable. It thrummed in the air between you. Your survival depended on getting more of it. You craved it.
Your stubbornness was obvious too, and if the past thousand years had taught him anything it was that minds like yours could not be changed with violence and threats. No, he had to win you over gently. He would have to love you into becoming the monster he needed. He would adore you into submission.
He leaned forward in his seat and placed two fingers beneath your chin, tilting your face toward him. "You would be a very special demon if you would only feed."
Oh, your hunger was dizzying. You were fighting so hard to retain your composure. He slowly dragged his thumb across your lower lip, relishing the way your eyes closed in response to his touch.
You were lovely, despite your defects.
"Eat," he said, his lips so close to yours he could feel the warmth of your breath on his skin. "Please. I do not wish to see you fade away."
He placed a tender kiss on your lips, and another and another. You were so fragile, so drained.
Then something in you switched.
His eyes widened as you suddenly gripped the back of his head, pulling him to you with a ferocity he did not think you were capable of.
Overpowering you still would have been easy; as simple as swatting away a gnat. But this sudden burst of strength was intriguing. You kissed him deeper and deeper, your tongue easing past his lips as a soft, satisfied moan emerged from you.
Something twinged, low in Muzan's belly. It had been centuries since he felt anything akin to desire, but you were seemingly intent on unraveling him. With every passing second your passion blazed hotter… and your strength was growing.
Your fingers clung to him with an iron grip, as if your very survival hinged on his kiss. His crimson eyes widened once more as the realization hit him– you were in fact drawing strength from kissing him. It seemed his saliva had the same effect on your demonic body as his blood.
He kissed you deeper still, intrigued and excited by your newfound vigor. After a thousand years of living, Muzan had assumed he had seen everything, but there you were, proving him wrong. You were so greedy for it too, your kisses so passionate and hungry they made the world tilt a little.
He pulled back to examine you. "My dear, I–"
His breath caught in his throat as your hands went straight to the fastening of his trousers. Your eyes were near black with primal hunger as you pulled out his semi-hard cock. You wrapped your lips around it without hesitation and began to suck his tip.
"Ohh~" Muzan choked out, gripping the sides of the seat as your tongue swirled around the head of his dick and teased his slit.
It didn't take long for him to go from semi-hard to achingly erect. The power you wielded over his body, his helpless involuntary reaction; it was humiliating. And yet he did nothing to stop you. His breaths shivered out of him as he fought with everything he had not to buck his hips up into your mouth so you would take him all.
"How… dare… y– nghh…" his back arched as you palmed his balls, and wrapped your other hand around the base of his cock, milking him with that same hunger you had while kissing him.
Oh gods, that was it, wasn't it? You wanted his seed, you needed it to sustain your continued perverse existence. You would not consume human flesh but you would draw power from him instead.
"You filthy little thing," he whispered through gritted teeth as you lapped up each bead of precum dripping from his cock.
Your eyes were no longer lifeless; they glittered with vitality.
Muzan's thighs trembled as your lips slid up and down his shaft , taking him to the very back of your throat, licking and sucking like the greedy degenerate you were.
The wooden arm rests of the seat creaked and splintered beneath Muzan's fingers as he squeezed them, gasping as the pressure in his core became unbearable and he drew closer and closer to release.
"You want it, don't you… hm? Ohh, yes, you want my cum. I'm going… I'm going to give it… to… y–" He gasped for air, shattering the arm rest entirely. "Ohhh… ffffuck…"
He came undone, deep, guttural cries emerging from him as you swallowed his spend with fervor until he was sure he had nothing left.
And then you kept on sucking.
"M-more…" you growled as you continued to lap at his overstimulated cock, pressing your hand to his belly and holding him down.
His hand darted up to the wall above his head with such force the wood shattered beneath his palm as he released a choked cry. Gods, what were you other than his undoing? The pathetic, broken sounds of his whimpers enraged him but he would not stop you.
Heat prickled across his entire body. His face was flushed and gleaming with a fine mist of sweat which only added to his humiliation. All that strength and power, yet he was helpless as you sucked his cock.
"Damn you, damn you…hhhgh…"
His second orgasm tore through him like a beast with its claws drawn. Your greedy mouth claimed him entirely, swallowing down every drop of his essence as he came again.
"Ohh Gods… oh Gods you filthy wretch…" his body shuddered as his pleasure waned and you finally ceased your sucking.
Still, you gazed at him and audaciously lapped his tip, ensuring you'd got every last drop. And when you were finally satisfied you sat back, as a contented smile spread across your lips.
Muzan took your face between his hands and inspected you. Your eyes were burning with vitality. Your skin was flushed and warm. You were rejuvenated completely, as if you had consumed a hundred mortal souls.
Your beauty and power were unlike anything he had ever seen. Such a curiosity.
"Fascinating," he whispered as his pulse slowly returned to normal. "Yes, I think I'll keep you here with me."
Further study was most definitely required.
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