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a-weird-writer · 2 years
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imagine bein Diablo's Demon lord master 🥺 and then bein his s/o AIKAINUIDHJNkgYqzopPl
Um, Anon? Are you like??
Reading my fucking mind?
This is right up my alley. Powerful S/O with a tough loyal servent dynamic is the type of monster romace shit I live for. And with Diablo?!
What else do you know?! Dare I ask? I shall listen.
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ndrv3-hyperfixated · 2 years
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BOTH MODS POSTING THEIR WRITING IN RECORD TIME?!
it's a shocker, LIKE KAEDE?! i loved your part sm.
thank you for her patience, i know it was hard for her to finish it without procrastinating, thank you for your amazing work :)
i also, have written kiiruma content! mod kaede has told me it was a luttle bit of a roller coaster what i had going, but here i am!
(story is based off Elena Tsagriknou's song, el Diablo, that was also sang at Eurovision 2021, full credits to the singer for my inspiration)
trigger warnings listed here:
TW: k1-bo x miu (kiiruma; ship warning), alchool/vomiting mention, cursing
toodles! until next time (mod shuichi)
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"i fell in love, i fell in love"
recently, i haven't been the most well, emotionally saying. his handsome voice, his bossy-like personality; and his soft, probably fake hair strands.that's how i would describe k1-b0, the ultimate robot, my one and only unique classmate
"i gave my heart to el Diablo, el Diablo"
it wasn't just a admiration feeling, this was most definetly what you call romatic love. but why? what was attracting me to him so much that i crave his attention and reciprocated love so much??
im going crazy, i know! the gorgeous girl genius miu iruma wouldn't act like this, right? i must be imagining all of this, it's going to go away soon. i hope
" i gave it up, i gave it up
because he tells me I'm his angel, i'm his angel"
althought, they way he was so helpless in my grasp that night, as his hard metallic skin was so closely to mine, screaming my name under the (not so) dim light of the lab? butterfly feeling.
"tonight, we gonna burn in a party"
the class had organized a huge party this evening. their motive? who knows, as long as no body announcement goes off and there's vodka!
on a more lighter note, i'm more of a liquor person..
"we wild as fire that's on the loose;
hotter than sriracha on our bodies"
the gathering went pretty well, i must add. we actually drank quite a bit, some of us ending up wasted in our rooms or at the bathroom, vomiting.
kirumi politely declined our offer to relax herself for one day, saying that she does not like to get involved with loud sounds everywhere. she however offered herself to help clean around after we are done. it's bullshit in my opinipn, but who am i to judge the lady?
"t-taco, tamale, yeah, that's my mood
all this spicy melts my icy edges, baby, it's true"
i don't even remember how we ended up playing spin the bottle. i was pretty neuron dead until that point, but still awake enough to keep myself on my feet. i also recall grabbing some food from the buffet, i'm not sure whuch, but i just know that it was as spicy as a simple jalapeno. not that i can complain! im one that has rather hot taste in food eitherway.
it was my turn to spin the bottle. asking tsumugi to hold my food for the moment, i inhaled a deep breath of air, spinning the bottle as hard as i could.
"all this spicy melts my icy edges, baby, it's true"
i closed my eyes shut, praying i wouldn't end up embarrased by some sluts and bitches this night. hearing the side of the glass bottle slow itself, i fluttered my eye lids open and..
it landed on k1-b0.
s-something didn't seem right!? our of all six people that were playing, including me, it landed on him?
now i couldn't back away. he was slowly approaching me, hands reaching for my face. here we go again. embarrasing yourself infront of your crush, miu
[...]
he gave me a cheek kiss?! his cold mouth parted from my face, showing obvious sign of blushing, ready to call anyone "robophobic" if they ever pointed out his flustred feeling.
..you know what? if this asshole wasn't ready to admit his feelings either, then im done being such a pussy! i'm so, but soo done of hiding this crave of geniune love away, for jim not to know it!
i gestured the gifted juvenile to turn around, facing me once more.
"tonight, we gonna burn in a party"
sighing deeply, clearing my throath, i spoke up:
"tin head you better enjoy what you will be receiving, you'll never be this pampered again"
"hey! that's robo-" before he could finish his usual and common protest, i shushed him quickly, crashing my lips against his. they felt, cold
icy as one could feel like during hypothermia, but i liked that feeling. warming him up with my juicy and glossed lips, as he stood there, confused and panicked
"it's heaven in hell with you"
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Anon asked: hello, i saw your request open and can i request some diablo x reader fluff? reader is like rimuru's sister and diablo loves to pamper and take care of her
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Hello and thank you so much for requesting with us! I really hope you enjoy this!
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He would pamper until you wouldn't be able to take anymore
It's not like you hate it or anything
In fact, you love it! It makes you feel special, especially when it comes to someone you love, and that being Diablo.
He is usually very composed, and calm, but when it comes to you, he becomes all smiles and heart eyes.
He does anything for you, from rubbing your shoulders, getting you dinner, finding jewelry you would love.
Anything that he knows that will make you happy, he will do for you!
You want hugs? He'll give them to you. You want kisses? He definitely will give those to you!
Between you and Rimuru, Diablo is usually quiet and calculating, but when he around you or rimuru, especially you, he will do everything to make you happy!
He also loves when you want cuddles, because that means he can hold you for as long as he wants!
He makes sure that nobody interrupts cuddle time, and if they do, he will erase them from existence, not thoughts about it
Pampering is his way of showing you how much he loves you without actually saying it.
Though he doesn't really hold back in telling you either, but he will only say it in the privacy of your room, where he is holding you in his arms, telling you about his life
this is when you love him the most
This is when you feel safe and comfortable, with him, in his arms
An you feel this is the best pampering that he could ever give you.
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tinyboxxtink · 3 years
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“My Fairy Abogado” *Part 6*
Fair warning, this chapter starts fluffy/sexy and takes a hard left turn, idk a “trigger” word for that. 😐 Tag List
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Your parents shower wasn’t that big, after all it was the Barrio. It was almost like cramming two people in a bathroom stall. 
“Maybe this wasn’t a great idea,” You winced as Rafael’s elbow nearly missed your eye. 
“Well, maybe we can’t go for round two, but I can still pamper you hermosa,” He lathered shampoo in his hands and began massaging your scalp. It was like he had magic fingers, the way they moved all around your head, hitting pleasure spots you were unaware you even had. 
“Mmmmm,” You purred. The head massage with the warm water, all of your stress just melted away. You weren’t thinking of the kids, or the restaurant, or even the Diablos. It was just you and Rafael, here in this moment. 
“Now rinse,” Rafael instructed, and you obliged. As the water cascaded over your face, he began massaging your shoulders with soft kisses mixed in. 
“You’re killin me smalls,” You groaned with a laugh.
There was zero way you were having sex in this shower without someone breaking something. Still, it was too enticing. You turned to face him, lathering shampoo in your own hands and rubbing it into his hair gently, pulling him in to kiss you as you did so. Pretty soon you could feel his erection against your naked thigh. 
“How’s your upper body strength?” You asked devilishly.
“It’s...adequate,” Rafael saw the wheels turning in your head.
“Well then I better work fast,” You grabbed him into a hard kiss and jumped into his arms, pushing him inside you. 
“Mmmph!”  He knew what was coming, but it still took him aback as he tried to distribute your weight in his arms without slipping and killing you both. However once he got a rhythm going, the feeling was intoxicating. He bounced you up and down while you had your legs tightly wrapped around him like a tree. 
“Are you almost there baby? I really oversold myself here,” He grunted, making you giggle. 
“Aw honey, is the arthritis kicking in?” You teased him, pulling on his hair as you bounced.
“Ha ha,” He couldn’t even come with a witty comeback, he was at capacity all around. 
“Alright alright, let mama help,” You balanced on him with one hand, as your other reached down and went inside you, between his ball sack and your clit. You started rubbing it around as hard as you could, encouraging completion from the both of you. You must have done a hell of a job, because one moment you heard you both moaning in pleasure, and the next you were waking up on the floor of the shower, Rafael still inside you.
“Fucking Christ! What happened?” You couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdness of this whole thing.
“Shit, fuck are you ok Y/N?” Rafael pulled out of you and frantically searched your body for injuries. 
“Yeah...I think I bumped my head,” 
“Yeah I um...we both...and I dropped you,” He turned bright red, making you laugh harder.
“It’s not that funny,” He grumbled, helping you to your feet.
“Aww, baby I know, I know,” You giggled as you rinsed the suds that were all over him. 
“Are you sure you’re ok? That was a pretty hard thump on the head,” He searched your eyes for dilation, making sure you didn’t have a concussion. 
“Trust me, my hard head can handle a lot,” You assured him. 
“Okay, good. Now no more shenanigans, I can’t end up in the hospital over sexcapades,” He chuckled as he finished cleaning himself. 
“Oh yeah, what would the people say?!” You feigned shock.
“They’d say that’s still pretty tame to some of the other government officials' dirty deeds,” He chuckled as you rinsed off and went to grab some towels off the rack. 
“Oooh scandalous,” You giggled, turning off the water and handing him one of the towels. You both dried yourselves off, then stopped to look at your reflections in the mirror.
“Well, this is one image I never expected to see in this mirror,” You smirked, reaching and ruffling Rafael’s hair. As you turned to face him you wrapped your arms around his neck. 
 “Yeah this is a whole 180 from kicking me out of your place,” He smirked. 
“I didn’t kick you out! You were already outside!” 
“Semantics,” He rolled his eyes as he walked over to his clothes and began to put them on.
“So you really, never thought--?” You perched yourself at the foot of the bed, still wrapped in your towel.
“In the middle of you screaming at me? No, I can’t say that it did,” He chuckled.
“I’m really sorry about that,” 
“Don’t be,” He kissed your forehead. “It’s far behind us,” You smiled and pecked him on the lips.
“Speaking of,” He glanced at his phone. “I am FAR BEHIND schedule, I better go. I still have to go home and get into abogado mode,” He chuckled as he grabbed his leather jacket and walked out of the room into the hall. You trailed behind in your towel, down the stairs and to the back door where he paused and held you for a moment. 
“I hate to say it, but next time you see me…” 
“You’ll be abogado Rafael Barba, not Rafa,” you finished with a sad smile; you rolled the R as he did the night before. 
“Yeah…” He played with your hands in his, looking sadly at the floor.
“Well it’s good we got that out of our systems then,” You half smiled, making his head jerk up. 
“....Seriously?” He asked with so much hurt in his voice. 
“I was feeling you out, guapo,” You pushed his shoulder playfully as he let out a sigh of relief. 
“But seriously, that’s gonna have to last us for a while,” You stroked his cheek. “I can’t have the kids thinking…” 
“I know,” he put a hand over yours on his face. “I can’t have people talking either,” 
“But as SOON as my parents are home--” You batted your eyes. 
“Oh it’s on, mi amor,” He pulled you in for another kiss, you smiled into his lips. 
“Alright, well have Mr. Barba call me later, yeah?” You chuckled as he mounted his bike. 
“He will definitely be in touch, Miss Y/N,” He winked before driving out of the alley way and down the street. 
You leaned against the doorway, drinking in the whole night/morning. You were so lost in happiness, you didn’t notice the shadow figure emerging from down the alley.
“Hola, Y/N,” Diego’s voice startled you so bad you almost dropped your towel.
“D-Diego,” You whispered, unsure what to do. 
“I knew it, the abogado wanted him some nice chicano ass, those boring gringa Barbies ain’t shit,” He chuckled. 
“That’s NOT--” 
“No you know what it’s not? It’s not okay for you to disrespect me like this,” He shook his head. 
“Ay, mami. I tried to be nice, I really did. I gave you a nice warning and everything,” He put hand to your cheek but you jerked it away. 
“You leave us alone, Diego,” You summoned all the courage you had to stand up against him. 
“Ohhhh, kitty’s got claws now!” He laughed harder. “That’s cute,” 
“Rafael already put one of you away, he could finish the job,” You got way too cocky for your own good. Diego got in your face, his hands almost around your throat.
“Or I could finish him, puta!” He growled.
 “Rafa thinks he’s chico grande because he climbed up out of here, and yet look at this, he’s still slumming it,” He nodded at you with an evil smirk. “I think he needs to be reminded who still runs this place,” 
And that was it. You didn’t remember anything else until you heard Mari screaming at you. 
“Y/N!!!! Oh my God… Y/N!!! Are you ok? Please wake up, please wake up…” She was shaking you. It took you a moment to return to consciousness, but as your brain started to wake up, so did the pain. 
“Ow…” You muttered. Mari let out a breath of relief as she threw her hands around your neck and pulled you up. 
“What the fuck happened?!” 
“Diego…” You muttered, still not quite able to form full sentences. 
“Diego? Why would Diego beat the shit out of you?”
“Rafa…” You mumbled back, walking over to the mirror of your backroom. Your hair was disheveled, gravel all tangled in it. Your face was black and blue, your lip was bleeding. You removed your towel to asses the damage to your body. Black and blue bruises were forming on your rib cage. It was obvious once Diego had punched you out he literally kicked the shit out of you. 
“Jesus Christ...we should get you to a hospital,” Mari came up behind you with tears in her eyes as she saw just how badly you were hurt.
“No!” You spun around to face her. “That is the LAST thing we need to do,” You hobbled up your stairs. 
“Seriously, Y/N? Look at you, you can barely walk!”
“I’m fine,” You walked back into your parent’s bedroom, Mari trailed right behind you. You winced in pain as you sat on the bed. You looked over to the spot where you and Rafael had just been together hours before; how did it go from that to this?
“Wow, it looks like you had sex in here....” Mari trailed off, looking at you. “OH MY GOD,” 
“Can you not yell, please?” You held your ear in pain.
“That’s why Diego came after you! Rafael was here, wasn’t he?” Mari was starting to get angry.
“Maybe…”
“Oh that son of a bitch,” Mari started pacing angrily. “I can’t believe he let him do that shit to you!”
“He didn’t,” You winced more as you tried getting dressed. “He left, and then Diego jumped me,” 
“Where’s your phone? That pendejo is getting a piece of my mind--” Mari started going for your phone on the dresser.
“NO,” You grabbed it before she could. “If you call Rafa, he’ll just come right back down here and he can’t deal with all of...this,” You gestured to your bruised body.  “He has a job, he doesn’t have time to worry about me,” 
“He did this to you!”
“I did this to myself, Mari,” You sighed. “He came over last night and I should’ve told him to leave-- but I didn’t,” Tears stung your eyes as you spoke. 
“And now the universe is severely punishing me for it,” You threw your hands up. “I should’ve known not to fly close to the sun-- I got burned,” 
“And then some,” Mari looked at you sadly. “Well, obviously you can’t see him again,” 
“Obviously,”  You sighed, doing your best to keep a brave face. “Can you...Would you go downstairs and open for me? I need a minute,” 
“Absolutely babe, you take as long as you need,” Mari nodded and gave you a hug as she left and closed the door behind her.
As soon as she was gone, you couldn’t hold it in anymore. You collapsed onto the bed in sobs; pathetic, loud, carnal sobs. 
How could it end like this?
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isprava · 5 years
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