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Heyyyy, could you do a oneshot f!reader x Zestial nsfw pretty please ? 🙏

Tea Salon ☆ One Shot

Zestial x Salon Owner Sinner!Fem!Reader:

A young woman with big dreams ready to be achieve was what you were, after making a deal with Overlord Rosie you soon found out that your Salon wasn't the only thing that would bloom in your afterlife...

Warning: Mature Content, Explicit/Graphic Language, Honestly Nothing Kinky, Husband and wife, Praise kink, Creampie, Oral(Female receiving), Old English, NOT PROOFREAD.

Words: 5907

Note: okay if you know anything about business, I am so sorry cuz I don’t, I just did some quick research so if it just looks like a bunch of gibberish (Rosie and reader’s meeting), I am sorry! Also a lot of Rosie in the beginning, like zestial is mentioned but doesn’t show up until the shop is open for a little while.

☆ more under the cut. ☆

In your living, you've always appreciated the simplicity of nature-oriented lifestyle reminiscent of earlier eras. It's not that you have anything against new technologies; you own a smartphone and laptop, after all. What irks you is the over-consumerism perpetuated by planned obsolescence.

Your expectation when purchasing something is that it should function and endure, offering value for the time and money invested. The capitalist mindset, with its overproduction and resulting overconsumption, is something you strongly dislike.

Capitalism inherently creates a class conflict between capital and labor. While capitalists aim for high profits, workers may endure exploitation, receiving wages consistently lower than the true value of their labor.

When you had finally passed away due to a malfunctioning smart car and had discovered that even in the afterlife, people still had to work tirelessly to meet end means, you couldn't deny that you felt disappointed.

With a background in restoration, you secured a position in a somewhat upscale restaurant – well, upscale for Hell's pride ring standards. Although you initially started as a garbage boy, you quickly ascended the ranks to become a server.

Devoting longer hours than your colleagues, by choice, you harbored a goal beyond mere survival in the hellscape. You held an ambition, a genuine dream – to establish a tea salon and sustain yourself through it.

Envisioning your own establishment, you aimed to offer freshly baked treats and brewed tea for guests to enjoy while engaging in lively conversations and gossip.

You were well aware of whose assistance was crucial for your project. Overlord Rosie served as your golden ticket to a thriving salon. You needed her help to secure a building in the border zone shared by her and Overlord Zestial, as both of their people were of interest when envisioning the kind of establishment you hope to open.

After three months of relentless work and an additional month of patiently waiting for an appointment on her end, you finally managed to secure a meeting with the elegant cannibal;

"So, what do you have for me today, darling?" she inquires.

"Well, Madam Rosie—" you begin, but you're promptly interrupted by the demon before you.

"Oh, dear, no need for all those 'madam' formalities for a sweet thing like you. Just call me Rosie. But if you insist on honorifics, then ‘Miss Rosie’ will do!" The leader of Hell's cannibal district and owner of the Rosie emporium cheerfully encourages you to address her casually. Despite the power difference, her amiable attitude eases any tension surrounding your sales pitch.

"Oh, very well then. Ahem, Miss Rosie, I'd like to seek your assistance for a passion project of mine," you pause, collecting your thoughts.

"I'm interested in opening a tea salon. It's been four months since I arrived in hell, and I've been searching extensively for the perfect building. Coincidentally, it's situated on your side of the shared border zone with Overlord Zestial. I understand it's not owned by you as part of the border zone, but being on the edge of your colony grants you some jurisdiction."

"Is that so," she replies, sipping her tea. "I appreciate the idea of a tea salon near my territory. Please elaborate more about the idea itself."

"Of course! I personally dislike the over-consumerism that existed on Earth and persists in hell. My goal is to establish one or two shops at most—something familial and local instead of a big chain. I aim to offer freshly baked and brewed drinks for my customers, who would come from all over the Pentagram. I do acknowledge that most of my clientele would be from your people, Overlord Zestial's, and those from the Radio Demon's territory. A simple analysis suggests that sinners from those areas may be more in tune with the concept, as they hail from eras when such establishments were more common," you explain.

"Well, that's all delightful, darling, but, as you rightly point out, the concept isn't foreign in these circles. Your salon is certainly not the first in these parts. No offense to your aspirations, but I'm struggling to see what sets you apart, something that would entice me to invest."

"As for standing out, I may or may not have direct access to products from the living world," you reveal, prompting Rosie to set down her cup.

"Well, isn't that interesting?" she remarks, now more intrigued.

"Yes, indeed it is. I can assure you that not only would my products be fresh, but they would exclusively feature ingredients from the living world – a culinary experience many down here yearn for. Additionally, I can promise you the highest quality of tea, such as Ceylon," you confidently declare.

"And how would someone like you, who sought an Overlord's assistance, have access to such materials? I'm not necessarily doubting you, but connecting the dots is a bit challenging," she says joyfully.

"Oh, I apologize, but I cannot disclose the identities of my procurers. I've signed an NDA as obtaining items from the world upstairs isn't their primary business. Additionally this avoids attracting requests from other companies, I'm afraid they'll have to remain nameless," you explain.

"Well, isn't that convenient for you, fufufu~ I suppose you'll have to prove your word in other ways," she remarks.

"Indeed, perhaps I have an idea on how to do so that you'd like to hear," you suggest.

"I'm all ears," she replies.

"I've noticed there's a kitchen in this building, so I was contemplating rescheduling another meeting soon after this one. During that meeting, I plan not only to bring in earthly ingredients but also to bake something for you. This would showcase my kitchen skills while simultaneously proving my capability to provide the desired products," you express.

"Well, that does seem feasible. I'll pencil you in for next Monday," she replies, jotting something down on her notepad that had been on the coffee table since the start of the meeting. "Now, shall we discuss payment?" she asks.

"Yes, please. As mentioned earlier, I'll handle the supply for my business. What I need from you is assistance in acquiring the building, help with renovations since it's a bit run-down, and perhaps some promotion to your people concerning work, as I'll still require staff when I eventually open. I've checked the listing for the building itself, and I have more than enough for the purchase. However, when renovations and promoting are considered, my budget becomes a bit tight. I was thinking of a BNPL for that part," you explain.

"Alright then, that doesn't seem too bad. How about this: I get 10% of the overall monthly revenue from your establishment. I still need to make some money, after all, fufufu~ Additionally, we can consider a 1-year BNPL plan to repay the renovation loan. And one more thing: to prove your establishment's worth, aim for a minimum 20% net profit by the end of the year since opening day. How does that sound to you?" she inquires.

"10 percent isn't too stiff, but a 20% net profit may be a little challenging in only a year of business. However, I believe in my dream!" you cheerfully exclaim.

"I'm glad you agree, though I still need some collateral for your loan. But let's discuss that after I get to see your skills in action," she tells you a bit more seriously.

"Makes sense," you reply.

"I think that's all for today unless you still have something to talk about," she asks.

"No, that's all from my side," you tell her.

"Wonderful, darling! I hope to see you Monday at 12:35 a.m.," she says as she stands up and points to the door.

"Yes, so do I," you respond as you exit the room.

Leaving her building, you were more than pleased that the meeting had gone well. Once home, as you collapsed on your couch, releasing all your stress, you couldn't help but feel grateful for the chance encounter with that imp during your first month in hell;

On that day, you had ventured to imp city for errands, finding Carmine products a bit too pricey for your liking. Seeking an alternative for self-defense, you visited a gun shop there.

Exiting the store, you witnessed a heartbreaking scene—an imp being beaten up by a group of sinners, degrading names thrown at him. While you refrained from intervening, as it wasn't your place, the revelation that they were targeting the imp simply because he was an imp, compelled you to approach and ensure he wasn't fatally harmed.

Before you could rouse his battered form with a shake, he uttered, "The hell you want."

"Oh, I just wanted to make sure you were okay," you reassure him.

"Bullshit," he retorts loudly. "Listen, fucking pickpocket, those assholes already took everything I had on me, besides my clothes. And I sure as hell won't be stroll down these motherfucking streets in my underwear. So, if you wanted anything, too bad, now you have until the count of ten before I blow a hole in your skull," he rudely warns.

"First of all, I'm not going to rob you. Second, how are you going to shoot me if you just said you had nothing on you? And thirdly, I was serious about checking on you. It's unfair that they beat you up just for being an imp. It's messed up, honestly. Since sinners don't have specific races like back on Earth, they just go after other beings to exercise their racist ideology," you say.

"Humans sure do love their racism," he remarks, still untrusting but more open to conversation.

"Sinners are down here for a reason, but hellspawns are different. They're currently living their lives, just like humans did back on Earth. And yet, the damned are considered superior? That's just messed up," you express sincerely. In your view, hell's hierarchy wasn't fair. ‘If this was the sinners' punishment, why categorize them as better than imps—creatures born here, not getting punished for misconduct.’

With that sentiment resonating in your words, the imp seemed more at ease as he responded to your next words. "Anyways, you need medical attention. Let's get to a hospital."

"Do you have the money for medical bills, or even the admission fee? 'Cause I sure don't," he replies, a grin on his face, strangely charming despite his black eye and cut lips.

"Yeah, sorry, pal. I can't afford the rates for treating you; I'm saving for something big," you convey with sadness in your voice.

He chuckles at your honesty. "Thought so," he replies, allowing his body to rest against the brick wall of the alley even more, as if surrendering.

"My place is far from here. Do you have any first aid supplies at yours?" you inquire, a slight panic setting in, concerned that if he fell asleep, he might not make it, even though he wasn't bleeding excessively. Yet, he didn't appear likely to stay conscious much longer.

"Yeah, but it's too far from here," he begins, heightening your anxiety. "Though my office isn't. There's some there too," he adds, his eyes glossy, appearing on the verge of passing out at any moment.

"Alright then, just give me the address, and I'll take you there," he somewhat reluctantly grumbled out the location before passing out.

Entering the address into your phone's search engine and hoisting the imp onto your back, you walked to the location.

Quite aware that cab drivers might attempt to take extort you, especially considering you were a human carrying an injured imp, you opted for the slower but more cost-effective walking route, reaching the destination in about 25 minutes.

Climbing the stairs to the seventh floor drained your energy, but your adrenaline surged upon encountering a hellhound and two imps inside the office.

The hellhound growled and barked aggressively, while the female imp simultaneously yelled and prepared for a fight. The only one not seeing red was the male imp, who was trying to make sense of the situation.

"What the hell happened to Blitzø!??" the hellhound demanded.

"Yeah, what the hell did you do to him!?!??" the female imp added, brandishing a knife.

"Millie, calm down. If they brought him here, they're most likely not the ones who hurt him," the male imp reasoned with the female.

"Yeah, it wasn't me. He got beaten up by a group of supremacist sinners," you explained as you gently placed him on the couch in the room. "He told me he had a first aid kit here, so I brought him here as neither he nor I could afford the hospital bills."

"And how can we be sure you aren't part of the jerks who hurt him, huh?" the female imp asked, her nerves still on edge, clearly showing concern for the imp. ‘Well, no, Millie showed concern a lot about Blitz.’

"You can just ask him when he wakes up, but right now, he needs help. So, can any of you bring the kit, and we'll get this over with."

With reluctance, the hellhound, whom you soon learned was named Luna, retrieved the kit and left the healing to the male imp, Moxxie. They preferred you not to touch him any further.

After briefly stepping out to grab some missing antiseptic, you observed as they took care of him. You had convinced your way into staying until he awoke; the thought that his injuries might be worse than you initially thought haunted you, and you couldn't bear the idea that he might have died if you hadn't brought him here fast enough.

After Blitzø had regained consciousness, he thanked you and offered a 50% discount on your first kill. Curious about the statement, you informed him that you weren't aware of what his company specialized in. He somewhat joyfully played their commercial for you.

Finding it all very intriguing, you inquired about the possibility of them visiting the living world for a different purpose, which he confirmed but clarified it wasn't their company's business.

Tugging a bit at their heartstrings, particularly after saving Blitzø, you divulged your ambitions. To stand out and make your dream a reality, you needed something unique, and they held the key to it. Your request was for them to procure ingredients from the human world.

Blitzø exhibited reluctance, but Millie underwent a 180-degree shift, genuinely eager to assist you, with her husband supporting her. After some persuasion, you struck a deal with I.M.P. In exchange for 5/7 of the usual kill price and keeping things on the down low, they agreed to provide you with a weekly shipment of the groceries.

Returning to the present, it was now Monday, and you found yourself 10 minutes ahead of schedule, standing in front of Rosie's emporium with a large cooler containing your ingredients.

An employee inside noticed you through the sizable glass entry doors and came out to guide you to the kitchen. They assured you that they would inform Rosie of your arrival and gave you the green light to start setting up.

True to your word, you efficiently prepared the kitchen, and right on schedule, Rosie arrived to find a clean and ready-to-use workspace, along with the promised fresh and earthy ingredients;

"Looks like you're a woman of your word, aren't you, dear?" Rosie remarked as she grabbed some dairy products and checked the expiration dates on them.

"Of course, and I wouldn't even dream of lying to you in the first place," you assured her.

"Oh, how trustworthy you are, fufufu~" she teased.

"Of course, now should I begin?" you asked, and she replied affirmatively.

With that, the baking commenced. Your choice of treat for today was a Charlotte au fraise. In about 35 minutes, you finished the preparation.

The dessert needed to chill for 8 hours in the fridge, but anticipating such a wait, you had invested in a 'chill crystal' for today and the future. This crystal is essential for cooks and bakers alike in hell as it significantly reduces the time a dish needs to be refrigerated.

Using it, your 8 hours turned into 25 minutes. During that time, you cleaned your equipment and the kitchen and, of course, brewed some tea for Rosie.

Upon reaching the 25-minute mark, you brought out the cake, cut a slice for Rosie, and served her a cup of tea. She relished every last bit of it;

"This was all wonderful, y/n," she expressed. "I am sure of it now, I will definitely invest in your dream!"

"Oh, thank you, Miss Rosie! You don't know how much this means to me!" you exclaimed joyfully.

"I'm glad I can help. But now that we've agreed I'll lend my assistance to you on your adventure, I still need you to agree on the collateral for the BNPL I want."

"Oh, of course. What is it?" you asked.

"Well, it's elementary, dear. What I want is... your soul!" she told you.

"Oh, well, that's only until I pay you back, right?" You asked worriedly.

"Yes, of course. If everything goes well and you pay me back before the deadline, you'll get your soul back. But if you exceed the time limit, your soul will indefinitely belong to me. I hope you understand that," she explained.

With a gulp, you spoke up, "I understand, Miss. Rosie."

"Wonderful, then... 'It's a deal,'" she declared, and with those words, a bright pink contract materialized, altering the entire room's shade. Nervously, you picked up a pen from the table and signed your soul away.

As you pulled away from the contract, a pink chain momentarily appeared around your neck, then vanished in a flash along with the contract.

The demonstration went well, and you got what you wanted. While having your soul signed away was nerve-racking, you believed that if you made your vision work in time, it would return to you.

You begin to double your efforts, working your ass off harder than before. On your days off from the restaurant, you checked on the renovations of your building, and about a month later, everything was completed. After a long time of sucking up to the influential guests of the restaurant, you earned enough money to quit and open your shop.

With Rosie's promotion to her people, you efficiently built a staff, even recruiting some from other districts. On the 7th of August, you finally opened the doors to your shop, and it turned out to be a tremendous success.

The turnout exceeded expectations, but you had trained your staff to handle it. Business was booming, meeting Rosie's conditions in about 5 months instead of a year.

Just as you had envisioned, people from all over the pentagram flocked to enjoy the services your establishment provided. Surprisingly, sinners from Zestial'd district emerged as your number 1 clientele, surpassing even Rosie's people.

With your salon becoming the hot topic of his district, it caught the interest of the governing overlord. Since his people were captivated by your establishment, he decided to pay a visit himself. And so he did.

Upon the first approach to the building, he was delighted by the overall aesthetic.

While he wasn't from the era when salons first became popular, being about two centuries older, the entire ambiance brought a sense of nostalgia, even though he wasn't alive when they gained popularity.

Another aspect that pleased him was the evident respect guests and staff showed to the establishment during a service. People were polite, and the quality of the food served was impeccable.

He was currently enjoying a cup of tea with none other than Rosie, discussing the success of the establishment;

"You've madeth a valorous investment, mine lief friend. This salon is nothing but successful; you've hath found quite the gem,” Zestial complimented Rosie as he sipped his tea.

Setting her cup down, Rosie responded, "Oh, quite the contrary, Zestial. My dear little owner was the one who reached out. Sparkles in her eyes and a big dream in her heart. With hard work, she achieved those ambitions, beating my expectations and regaining her soul in less than half the time I expected."

"is yond so? Quite the guts and perseverance the lady hath,“ he replied, taking another sip of his tea.

"Yes, though I honestly didn't expect your people to enjoy this place so much. Really messed up my calculations," she said, playfully feigning frustration.

"well, sinners art inherently unpredictable creatures by nature. Plus," he paused to take a bite of a fruit tart on his plate, "with desserts like this, i don't expect anyone to intermit long ere coming to tryeth those folk for themselves. Speaking of which, i would love to compliment the owner and chef for such marvelous worketh, “ he said once he had swallowed his bite.

Rosie replied, "Well, that's the fun thing – they're both the same person. She works diligently as both showrunner and employee! But yes, I can get her if you truly wish to speak to her."

"yond would beest appreciated,“ he told her.

Meanwhile, you were on the phone with a decor company, trying to arrange something for Valentine's Day in a month – or more like Valentine's week, with new decor from the 7th to the 14th.

Once you hung up, Rosie entered the office and informed you of the situation. Without questions, you followed her into the main room of the salon, and let's just say you were nervous;

Gazing at your form, Zestial spoke out, "i wilt sayeth, miss y/n, i greatly enjoy thy establishment, and so doth mine people.”

"Oh— thank you so much, Zestial, sir, I- I mean, Mr. Zestial. Sorry, I meant Overlord Zestial! So sorry!" you stammer.

"quite the nervous one, isn’t the lady?" he did add with a bawbling chuckle. he said to Rosie, who only nodded in agreement. "well, nay needeth for worries. 'zestial' is quite fine, child." he added with a small chuckle.

"Oh, alright then. Thank you for your praise, Zestial," you said with a soft smile, which he returned. ‘Satan, was he handsome.’

"Hey, how come you call him by his name right away, and I'm still 'Miss Rosie'?" Rosie teased.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Miss Rosie. I've just gotten used to it," you replied, and they both laughed at your flustered state.

This soon became a common occurrence for you, and quickly after that, Zestial came more and more often to the point that your salon became Zestial's meeting spot when discussing business. Consequently, he had his own VIP room for such occurrences.

Simultaneously, you grew closer with the Overlord, becoming more comfortable around him. About a month later, you found yourself crushing on the man, giving him a fair amount of treats on the house to show affection.

And don't think said affection went unnoticed by him. Being an old soul like him brought wisdom, especially in the romance department.

Actually, Zestial himself found himself enamored with you, leading to him declaring his desire to court you;

You were tidying up the VIP room after one of Zestial's meetings, swiping down the table. As you prepared to leave the room, the Overlord spoke up.

"y/n, darling, may i hath't a word with thee?” he asked.

"Yes, of course, Zestial. What do you need?" you replied, your voice slightly quivering, because, 'fuck, did you love the fact he started calling you romantic pet names.'

"well, mine lovely business owner, i hath't to admit something to thee, so prithee did put the rag down and sitteth, " he requested. You obliged. "It seems that I have found mys"'t seemeth yond i hath't did find myself having fallen for thee,“ he began, making your breath hitch.

"i eke did notice yond thee seemeth to feeleth the same, or am i wrong?" he inquired, causing you to shake your head and answer with a weak, flustered 'no.' "did doth bethink so," he said with a chuckle. "then, as we both feeleth for one another, i'd like to court thee, unless thee hath't something 'gainst me doing so.”

"Yes— I mean no, well, um, shit," you stammered. Taking a breath, you spoke out again. "What I meant to say was, yes, I would love to be courted by you, more than anything, actually," you admitted.

Standing up, walking behind you, and wrapping his arm around your figure, he leaned down to your ear. "well, isn't yond perfect. I can't wait to hath't thee all to myself still,“ he whispered, somewhat sensually, leaving you in shock yet longing for more when he pulled away.

And with that, the courtship began. You found yourself taken out for nights on the town to nice restaurants, sweet notes and love poems left in your office for you to see, and evenings spent at his castle in the fireplace room, listening as he serenaded you, oh so lovingly.

You honestly couldn't wait for you and him to become official. You might have thought that being spoken for after such a short time was idiotic in the past, but Zestial was just so perfect and all you needed in your afterlife. It was obvious that you would marry as soon as he asked you.

About 5 months after your initial meeting, you found yourself dining with your suitor at quite the fancy restaurant, fancier than the one you used to work at actually.

"how art thee liking thy food, mine sweet y/n?” Zestial inquired.

"Yes, it's wonderful. What about yours, Zestial?" you asked back.

"everything is eke wonderful on mine end, " he replied, then added on, "Mine darling, would thee mind stopping thy meal for an instant? I'd like to break with an important matter with thee.”

"Oh, why, of course," you replied, putting down your utensils. You were now accustomed to Zestial and his ways, but his next move surprised you.

Zestial had stood up and got on his knees. "mine love, despite not having known thee for yond long did compare to mine long existence, i cannot see myself spending mine life beyond the grave without thee. Thou art high-sighted, talented, ingenious, and quite quaint, to a sir like me, and i would did bet many others, ye art quite literally breathtaking. Yond is accounting for thee as a whole, not just thy aesthetic attributes. So, y/n l/n, would thee doth me the honor of being thy husband for eternity?” He said as he pulled out a ring box, opening it to reveal a beautiful green diamond ring.

Overwhelmed with emotion, you gasped in surprise, your eyes widened at the stunning ring before you. The green diamond sparkled, capturing the essence of your feelings.

"Oh, Zestial..." You trailed off, a wave of happiness and love washing over you. Tears of joy glistened in your eyes as you nodded enthusiastically.

"Yes, a thousand times yes!" you exclaimed, your heart pounding with excitement. Zestial's face lit up with a radiant smile as he gently slipped the ring onto your finger.

As the dazzling gem adorned your hand, sealing the promise of eternity, Zestial rose from his kneeling position. You both shared a tender embrace, sealing the moment with a passionate kiss. The restaurant's ambiance faded away as you were immersed in the warmth of Zestial's affection.

The patrons and staff discreetly applauded, offering their congratulations to the newly engaged couple. Zestial held you close, his eyes reflecting the depth of his emotions.

"to our dateless love,“ he whispered, and you clinked your glasses together in a toast. The night continued, now infused with the magic of your commitment to each other.

From that moment forward, you and Zestial embarked on a beautiful journey, navigating the twists and turns of the afterlife hand in hand, bound by an eternal love that transcended time and existence.

And so, your wedding unfolded in a splendid ceremony. Radiant in your role, you felt like a true queen that day, with Rosie officiating and injecting humor into the proceedings, eliciting laughter from you, Zestial, and your guests.

The day was a jubilant celebration, offering you the chance to become better acquainted with Zestial's fellow overlords, including Carmilla Carmine: Holy Arms Dealer and Alastor: The Radio Demon. Despite their contrasting personalities, they played nice for the sake of the occasion.

However, that was a few hours ago. Now, with the reception concluded, all the guests had departed, leaving you and Zestial in the intimate confines of his castle, specifically, his bedroom.

Following tradition, this was the night of your nuptials, the night where you and Zestial would come together as one for the first time;

Seated at the edge of the king-size bed in your now shared room, you adorned yourself in an exquisite, intricately embroidered transparent nightgown, awaiting Zestial.

The faint click of the door drew your attention, and your now-husband entered, pushing the door open with a subtle yet confident gesture.

"Well, mine dearest bride, “ Zestial said, his voice filled with an underlying lustfulness that sent shivers down your spine. "'t seemeth we finally hath't some time high-lone.” He stepped closer to you, his presence filling up the entire room.

You could feel his eyes roaming over your exposed body, drinking in every inch of you like a starving demon discovering a feast fit for a king. While you tried hard not to squirm or show any signs of discomfort, your heart raced faster than it ever had before as he spoke words of praise.

"T-thank you, Zestial," you managed to croak out, trying to maintain some semblance of composure despite the butterflies fluttering wildly in your stomach.

His voice dripping with false surprise. "thee behold absolutely stunning in yond gown, y/n.”

He stepped closer, his hands reaching out to caress your exposed thighs, his touch sending electric shocks coursing through your entire body. You bit down hard on your bottom lip, fighting the urge to whimper aloud as he continued to tease you. ‘Were you always this needy?’

"art thee eft for me to claim what is rightfully mine?” he asked, his eyes flashing with hunger.

You nodded vigorously, as he slowly undressed himself, revealing his tall, imposing frame covered in black fabric that clung tightly to his lithe figure. He kicked off his shoes and stepped out of his pants.

As he stood before you, nude except for his dark briefs, you couldn't help but marvel at his imposing presence. He towered over you like a giant spider, his erect member straining against the thin fabric of his boxers.

Trembling slightly, you open your legs, inviting him to climb onto the bed and join you. Without hesitation, Zestial crawled onto the mattress, positioning himself between your spread legs. He leaned forward, his mouth hovering inches away from your pussy, his breath hot against your sensitive folds.

"Tell me, mine own lief jointress," he purred, his voice low and husky. "Would thee liketh me to gust thee first?”

A shiver ran down your spine as you replied, your voice cracking slightly. "Yes... please..."

Zestial's eyes gleamed with anticipation as he lowered his head, his lips brushing against your sensitive flesh. You let out a soft moan as he began to tease you, tracing light kisses along your thighs and inner thighs before finally reaching your wet, quivering entrance.

He sucked on your sensitive folds, causing your hips to buck and writhe involuntarily.

As he continued his lewd assault on your most intimate areas, his tongue darted out to lick and circle your clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

You arched your back, crying out his name, your nails digging into the sheets as he relentlessly pleasured you.

"Oh, Satan... Zestial!" You panted, your breath coming in short gasps. "I'm going to—I'm almost there!"

"Good girl," Zestial growled, his voice thick with desire. He increased the pace of his assault, sucking harder on your clit and thrusting his tongue deeper into your wetness.

Your moans turned into incoherent moans of pure ecstasy as he brought you closer to the edge of orgasm.

Just as you felt you were about to cum, he suddenly pulled away, leaving you craving more. "Not yet, mine own dram naughty bride," he purred. "We haven't begun yet. “

He stood up straight again, his hardened member now fully exposed, throbbing with anticipation. "do thee wanteth me to filleth thee up anon?” he asked, his voice husky with desire.

You panted heavily, your breath coming in ragged gasps. "Yes, please, Zestial," you pleaded, your voice hoarse from your intense arousal. "I need you inside me."

“Are thee sure mine own loveth, thy so bawbling i’m afraid i might breaketh thee. ” He teased, which only made whine pleadingly.

Without further ado, Zestial positioned himself between your spread legs once more. Slowly, he pushed himself into your tight, wet entrance, filling you up to the brim.

A mixture of pain and pleasure radiated throughout your body as he began to thrust rhythmically, his massive member stretching and stretching you further than you ever thought possible.

Each thrust was accompanied by a low groan from both of you, the sounds of your bodies slapping together filling the quiet room.

Your nails clawed at the sheets, leaving long, deep scratches in the fabric as he pounded into you relentlessly. Your orgasm built up faster than before, approaching its peak once more.

"Cum f'r me, mine own lief," Zestial growled, his eyes blazing with lust. "Let wend and releaseth all yond pent-up desire. “

You cried out his name, your body convulsing violently as you climaxed again, your juices coating his member and dripping down your thighs.

Your orgasm seemed to fuel him further, and he picked up the pace, thrusting faster and harder than ever before.

"Yes! More, give me more!" You begged, your voice barely recognizable from the pleasure that consumed you.

As your body continued to shake with each powerful thrust, Zestial groaned deeply, his fingers digging into your hips for support. Suddenly, he groaned loudly, his entire body tensing up before shooting his hot seed deep inside of you, filling you completely.

Finally, he pulled out of you, his cock still twitching as he collapsed beside you on the bed. Panting heavily, he reached over and brushed a strand of sweat-drenched hair from your forehead.

"That wast. quite wond'rful," he managed to croak out between heavy breaths. "Howev'r, i doubteth a single round shall suffice to satisfyeth mine own needeth, consid'ring i've been anticipating this moment f'r months. ”

“Oh.” Was all you had the time to say before your night of passion continues.

"Thank you, Zestial," you panted, your own breath returning to normal. "That was... amazing."

You reached over and caressed his cheek, your fingers trailing down to his chin. "Could we... do it again sometime?"

He chuckled softly, his eyes softening slightly. "Of course, mine own lief jointress," he replied, chuckling at your somewhat innocent neediness, his voice still husky with satisfaction. "We has't all the timeth in this hellish w'rld togeth'r anon. "

You lay there for a while, basking in their post-coital bliss, their hearts racing in sync. Eventually, Zestial stirred, moving closer to you. "Do thee needeth aught else bef're we retireth f'r the night?” he asked, his hand trailing down your stomach to rest on your hipbone.

“No, I just want you close to me.” You answered,

“Of course.” he replied softly, placing a kiss on your forehead as you fell asleep in each other’s arms….

Old English in order of apparition;

"You've madeth a valorous investment, mine lief friend. This salon is nothing but successful; you've hath found quite the gem, ” = "You've made a good investment, my friend. This salon is nothing but successful; you've found quite the gem,”

"is yond so? Quite the guts and perseverance the lady hath,“ = "Is that so? Quite the guts and perseverance she has,"

"well, sinners art inherently unpredictable creatures by nature. Plus," = "Well, sinners are inherently unpredictable creatures by nature. Plus,"

"with desserts like this, i don't expect anyone to intermit long ere coming to tryeth those folk for themselves. Speaking of which, i would love to compliment the owner and chef for such marvelous worketh, “ = "with desserts like this, I don't expect anyone to resist long before coming to try them for themselves. Speaking of which, I would love to compliment the owner and chef for such marvelous work,"

"yond would beest appreciated,“ = "That would be appreciated,"

"i wilt sayeth, miss y/n, i greatly enjoy thy establishment, and so doth mine people.” = "I must say, Miss Y/n, I greatly enjoy your establishment, and so do my people."

"quite the nervous one, isn’t the lady?" = "Quite the nervous one, isn’t she?"

"well, nay needeth for worries. 'zestial' is quite fine, child." = "Well, no need for worries. 'Zestial' is quite fine, child,"

"y/n, darling, may i hath't a word with thee?” he asked. = "Y/n, darling, may I have a word with you?"

"well, mine lovely business owner, i hath't to admit something to thee, so prithee did put the rag down and sitteth, " = "Well, my lovely business owner, I have to admit something to you, so please put the rag down and sit,"

"It seems that I have found mys"'t seemeth yond i hath't did find myself having fallen for thee,“ = "It seems that I have found myself having fallen for you,"

"i eke did notice yond thee seemeth to feeleth the same, or am i wrong?" = "I also noticed that you seem to feel the same, or am I wrong?"

"did doth bethink so," = "Thought so,"

"then, as we both feeleth for one another, i'd like to court thee, unless thee hath't something 'gainst me doing so.” = "Then, as we both feel for one another, I'd like to court you, unless you have something against me doing so."

"well, isn't yond perfect. I can't wait to hath't thee all to myself still,“ = "Well, isn't that perfect. I can't wait to have you all to myself forever,"

"how art thee liking thy food, mine sweet y/n?” = "How are you liking your food, my sweet Y/N?"

"everything is eke wonderful on mine end, " = "Everything is also wonderful on my end,"

"Mine darling, would thee mind stopping thy meal for an instant? I'd like to break with an important matter with thee.” = "My darling, would you mind stopping your meal for an instant? I'd like to discuss an important matter with you."

"mine love, despite not having known thee for yond long did compare to mine long existence, i cannot see myself spending mine life beyond the grave without thee. Thou art high-sighted, talented, ingenious, and quite quaint, to a sir like me, and i would did bet many others, ye art quite literally breathtaking. Yond is accounting for thee as a whole, not just thy aesthetic attributes. So, y/n l/n, would thee doth me the honor of being thy husband for eternity?” = "My love, despite not having known you for that long compared to my long existence, I cannot see myself spending my life beyond the grave without you. You're ambitious, talented, ingenious, and beautiful, to a man like me, and I would bet many others, you are quite literally breathtaking. That is accounting for you as a whole, not just your aesthetic attributes. So, Y/N L/N, would you do me the honor of being your husband for eternity?"

"to our dateless love,“ = "To our everlasting love,"

"Well, mine dearest bride, “ = "Well, my dearest bride,"

"'t seemeth we finally hath't some time high-lone.” = "It seems we finally have some time alone."

"thee behold absolutely stunning in yond gown, y/n.”= "You look absolutely stunning in that gown, y/n."

"art thee eft for me to claim what is rightfully mine?” = "Are you ready for me to claim what is rightfully mine?"

"tell me, mine own lief jointress," = "Tell me, my dear wife,"

"Would thee liketh me to gust thee first?” = "Would you like me to taste you first?"

"not yet, mine own dram naughty bride," = "Not yet, my little naughty bride,"

"We haven't begun yet. “ = "We haven't begun yet."

"do thee wanteth me to filleth thee up anon?” = "Do you want me to fill you up now?"

“are thee sure mine own loveth, thy so bawbling i’m afraid i might breaketh thee. ” = “Are you sure my love, your so small I’m afraid I might break you.”

"Cum f'r me, mine own lief," = "Cum for me, my dear,"

"Let wend and releaseth all yond pent-up desire. “= "Let go and release all that pent-up desire."

"That wast. quite wond'rful," = "That was... quite wonderful,"

"Howev'r, i doubteth a single round shall suffice to satisfyeth mine own needeth, consid'ring i've been anticipating this moment f'r months. ” = "However, I doubt a single round will suffice to satisfy my needs, considering I've been anticipating this moment for months.”

"Of course, mine own lief jointress," = “Of course, my dear wife,"

"We has't all the timeth in this hellish w'rld togeth'r anon. " = "We have all the time in this hellish world together now.”

"do thee needeth aught else bef're we retireth f'r the night?” = "Do you need anything else before we retire for the night?"

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strawb3rrystar · 1 month

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Hi, I saw that your requests were open! And I was wondering how both the Hazvin Hotel gang and Helluva Boss gang would react to a lawyer reader who is Lucifer's younger sister.

I love your btw and now I'm a follower forever!!!

Hell's lawyer.

Pairing: Charlie Morningstar, Vaggie, Angel Dust, Husk, Sir Pentious, Alastor, Blitzø, Moxxie, Millie, Loona x Fem! Lucifer's sister! Reader

Warnings: None :3

Word count: 470

✰HH HB

Charlie will be absolutely shocked that she has an aunt. And one who's a lawyer too! She'll probably ask for your help with convincing heaven that souls can be redeemed. She might also ask you for advice on how to talk to Lucifer, because you've known him longer.

Vaggie will feel honored to be meeting another one of her girlfriend's family members. She finds it to be quite interesting that you're a lawyer in Hell, however. So she might ask you some questions and be slightly suspicious of you. But at least you're less intense than Lucifer.

Angel Dust will be quite confused when he meets you. He'll probably mistake you as Lilith at first. Finds it interesting that you're a lawyer in Hell, and 'jokingly' asks if you take cases for restraining orders.

Husk will not really care if I'm being honest. He'll still be polite, though. But I don't really think he cares about who you are, just as long as you aren't annoying. However, he does find it to be quite shocking that you're a lawyer.

Sir Pentious will also feel honored to be meeting royalty such as yourself. He'll be his normal sweet but nervous self as always. He will bow for you and make it a big deal that you're Lucifer's sister though. Finds it most intriguing that you're a lawyer in Hell and asks you a bunch of questions.

Alastor will be irritated he has to deal with another pesky Morningstar. And one who practically runs the law in hell no less. Since you're a Morningstar, you're more powerful than him, which is the cause of his irritation. He'll act all nice and polite to your face. But deep down inside, he wants to destroy you.

Blitzø will get extremely nervous when you reveal you're a lawyer. While standing in his office. Where he kills people for a living. He does not want to get arrested by Hell's most powerful law enforcement. So he'll try to stay on your good side from now on.

Moxxie will also get really nervous. Because, one, he kills people for a living. And, two, he's just genuinely nervous to meet someone as powerful as you. He's naturally polite and sweet, however, it will probably be Blitz and Millie who lead the conversation.

Millie will be super excited to meet someone as important as you. She's extremely nice and friendly to you, not treating you any different than anyone else in hell. She'll probably be curious and ask you a bunch of questions. But, she's Millie, so you know she'll be a sweetheart.

Loona could not care less about you or who you are. Then again, she cares about very few people. She'll probably ignore you, but if Blitz wants her to be nice and say hi, she will.

Star's notes -> AHH THANK YOU!! I noticed you swimming in my notifs before, so the follow is much appreciated!

(Thank you, @vikkus-main for requesting!) (Requests are open!)

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vesppperoro · 25 days

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can you do headcanons for Sin of Sloth!reader?

Sin of Sloth! Reader Headcanons

Sloth. This sin is known for the failure to do things that one should do. That’s what you are.

Your system runs off of Medicare/drugs. People from other rings buy your medicine for whatever they think they need it for, even though they don’t need it.

You’re most known for your sleeping pills. They’re drugs that you can buy in any ring, but the proceeds go to you.

Your home is run by other Sloth members since you don’t want to get up and do things yourself.

Your people are very… strange looking. Many sinners and Hellborn resemble their sin, but your people are a little different. Yes, they are sloth-like, but they’re more monstrous compared to others.

You are VERY chill compared to other sins. You don’t have many rules or laws in your ring since your people barely do anything.

How your economy works makes everyone wonder.

Your real name is Belphegor, but you go by Name. Many hospitals in your ring are named things like: “Belphie’s Care”, “Belph Health”, “Belphegor PHD”, etc.

You resemble a goat, of sorts. A satyr and a centaur as well. You have the attributes of a goat, a backside of a goat whenever you turn into your demon form, and hooves in any form. You also have curly horns!

You’re a stoner. Like, you’re sitting in your chair smoking a FAT joint. For what? You don’t know. You like it.

You’re friends with Mammon because he provides you with money in exchange for drugs.

You’re also friends with Beel, but you had to lock up your party drugs since she would break into them..

Despite being lazy, you also like to throw parties!

Anyways. You may sit on your ass almost everyday, but you’re strong.

You hardly ever get into fights. You let Mammon or Beel do that for you. However, when you do, you make sure no one is left.

Similar to Belphegor from Obey Me, you were also locked away for a bit. You were locked away in order to prevent your previous rage.

Why were you in a rage? Nobody but you knew.

You were freed by Charlie Morningstar, who didn’t know why you were locked up.

Once you were freed, you went back to ruling over your ring.

You have the ability to manipulate sound and sleep. Your voice has the power to put anyone to sleep if you lace it with your abilities.

When you HAVE to fight, you use your sound and sleep abilities together. You make everyone on the battlefield hear your voice so they pass out. It’s less work for you.

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theautisticwriter · 2 months

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Love Letters: Yandere! Helluva Boss characters X G/N Reader

Characters- Blitzø, Moxxie, Millie, Loona, Stolas, Asmodeus, Fizzarolli

Show- Helluva Boss

Genre- romantic, yandere

Summary- Mini love letters from your not so secret stalkers admirers!

Warnings- swearing, pet names, yandere themes, mentions of planned kidnapping, stalking, delusional characters, unwanted attention

Word count- 1.5K

Extra notes- I have a Hazbin Hotel version of this uploaded as well!

key: f/l = first letter of your name, y/n = your name, n/n = your nickname

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By this point you know who it is y/n, I’m the only person COOL enough to send u romantic as fuck letters like the old people do

Sorry for eating the food u made last night, when i was raiding ur fridge it looked so fucking good (and it was, who knew u could cook :P). i left u a pony as a replacement, u can’t eat it but it’ll make u think of me ;) and that pony cost me a FUCK ton of money, collectors addition and shit. i know, bad fucking ass right??

the stupid shitty loud alarm u installed didn’t work when i came in, ud be much safer with me and loony. that’s the plan anyways babe, u have NO idea the fucking creeps that live down here, they’re all fucking animals and ur…not, a fucking asshole i guess.

i drew you smth (it’s the thing stuck on the back of the envelope with the glitter glu)

^glue

it’s me and u holding hands, like other couples do. we’re better than those corny fuckers tho, hence the crowns on our heads.

ignoring my texts, BLOCKING ME (still upset about this BY THE WAY) and then ignoring my very nice letters is kinda a dick move f/l, but it’s whatevs. everything is almost ready for ur move in. i cleaned up n everything :D

from the only bitch worth ur time,

blitzø

<3 (ignore that, moxxie threw a gun at me and my hand slipped, might fire him)

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Hiya sweet cheeks!!!

It’s Mills here, just checking in! Via letter! Ain’t that just the fanciest little thing? Mox said it’s the best way to show thought and care to someone, so here’s all my thoughts and care, just for you!

How’ve you been? Good I hope, I’ve been just peachy thanks for asking! My Ma and Pa are super excited to meet ya one day, they’ve even started planning the wedding! Now I told them to slow their horses down, and not the overwhelm ya, we’ll get to that don’t you worry darlin.

Im just so excited to write this letter for you! Ain’t it so romantic?? I’m practically squealing in delight at the thought of you opening this and swoonin’, that’s what you’re doing, right?

Now i’m writing this on my break, and my boss really needs me back in the game! I got employ of the month! Most amount of kills, with the best and bloodiest results baby!

Until next time sweetheart,

Your Mills! ♡

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Hi y/n,

It’s Moxxie here, I was a little nervous to send this letter to you, but I always try to follow my heart, and my heart was telling me to communicate with you in the most romantic way I know how due to our current circumstances of being so far away. It’s hard, for the both of us i’m sure, but we’ll be okay y/n.

As much as I don’t get along with my father, he has been helpful with my preparations for your arrival. It’s a big deal, moving in together. I’m sure your anxious, I am too, but in the best way possible. Love is pure, and can make somebody feel whole, it’s a wonderful feeling. I never want that to be taken away from me, and you are the source of all my love. That’s why we need to be together, being only half a demon isn’t good for the soul.

We can do lots of fun things together as well, like go to the opera, or to musicals, or I can show you my shooting skills. My boss says that I have a pretty good shot, which is the biggest compliment he’s ever given me. And we can do things you like too, marriage is equal of course. Obviously, this will all happen later done the line, you’ll need time to adjust, and I understand that. I understand you.

I’m running out of room on my page, but I will write to you again tomorrow. Please respond? Just once, y/n? It’d be nice, to hold something from you since I can’t hold you yet.

All my love,

Your Moxxie <3

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Uh, hi?

Wait, you don’t put ‘uh’ in letters do you? Or put wait whilst you think, fuck shit fuck

Sorry, I’m new to this. Normally I just send a text to people but, your phone is off at the moment I think? Or you lost it? Or you blocked me?

Either way, I’ll send you these stupid letter things until it’s back on. So, uh, what are you up to? Blitz has been up my ass about meeting you, heads up, when I come get you and bring you to our room he’s gonna go all psycho dad mode and integrate you, but he’ll back off after a while. He’s a dick sure, but he does want me to be happy. And your, likeable or whatever, so i’m sure you’ll get along.

Once you get comfortable at home with me, Blitz said you could work with me at I.M.P. You’ll be like the co-secretary or something. You won’t be put in danger, I won’t let that happen, you’ll just get to sit with me. We can watch things together, if you wanted.

I guess i’ll see you soon, how do you end these?

See you,

Love from,

Regards?

Bye y/n,

Loona.

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My dearest y/n,

I hope this letter finds you well. I yearn for your presence here, besides me. It’s quite lonely without you, I will admit my dear. It would be oh so wonderful if you could write back. I understand you may be preoccupied with your current activities, but I can’t help myself from desiring a response. I know, it’s selfish of me to expect you to reply to my letters when you’ll be here with me shortly, but I can’t keep my thoughts at bay at the moment.

Your face is a constant in my mind, night and day, asleep and awake, your voice in my mind calms me when I need it most, your smile brightens the bleariest of moments and so on. You can imagine the difficulties I’m facing with no response from you, but that’s alright. If you can’t write back to me dear, I won’t pressure you. Your time is precious, and we will have all the time in hell quite soon. Isn’t that exciting?

I can give you the life you deserve n/n, any luxuries or mundanities you wish for will be handed to you on a silver platter. Or a golden one, if that’s more to your liking? We can properly discuss the specifics once we are together. How thrilling, the though of you and I together at last.

We truly are written in the stars!

Yours until the end of the sky and then some,

Stolas.

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Hey there baby,

It’s been a while, huh? I’m sorry if you feel neglected babe, it’s so hard keeping in contact with you when you’re so far away hun. Wouldn’t it be so much better if you were here with me? Sure I’ve got a lot of meetings, being a sin and all, but I’d be at your beck and call n/n, you could even be my new excuse to leave those awful “business” discussions. They barely talk business with me, it’s just complete bullshit babe.

I know the lust ring can be intimidating, we have quite the reputation, but I assure you, love is not a foreign concept to me. Romance is one of my most favourite things! Though that’s a secret, let’s keep that between us, yeah? That side of me is reserved for you n/n.

It’s so boring over here without you, I feel like i’m just lounging around and last time I checked, I was the lust sin, not the sloth sin. We’d have so much fun together babe! Can’t you picture it? Even if you can’t yet, I can wait. Having you near me will be enough, you are enough just as you are.

Sincerely yours,

Asmodeus (Ozzie) xoxo

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Heya cutie!

Letters are a lot harder to write than I thought they’d be y’know? I’ve rewritten this like 16 times already, sheesh. It just feels so awkward, I can’t see your reaction to my words which means I can’t fix any mistakes I’ve made :(. I’m sure I haven’t made any though! Right? This letters going really well so far and is definitely wooing you, right, y/n?

Hah, I’m asking questions as if you can reply right away. Silly old me, I don’t know what i’m worrying about! We’re meant to be together. I know it’s super sappy, but we’re like soulmates. Soulmates are bound to be together! That’s why I’m bringing you home soon, I can’t wait! I’ve got sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo many awesome tricks to show you!

And, the best news, I quit my job!! ༘⋆-ˋˏ ༘⋆-ˋˏ This means, we will have a LOT more time with each other, and you don’t have to worry about Mammon being possessive over me, because fuck him! I’m my own clown! Or, well, your clown.

I can’t wait to see you! This is going to be great for us, I pinky promise :P

Love from,

Fizzarolli !!!! ༘⋆!!,-!ˋˏ!!!

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harveywritings92 · 2 months

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[Stolas visits IMP to find R/n passed out on the couch and the others were looking at them concerned.]

Stolas: What's wrong?

Moxxie: Blitzo was messing around with R/n's spell book to see if he could open portals to Earth like your Grimoire can, but apparently human magic is very different from hell magic, He cast a spell that put R/n to sleep, according to their book only a true love's kiss can wake them.

Stolas: Oh, is that all?

{Stolas cheerfully hums as he walks over to the couch he leans down and gives them quick kiss. R/n wakes up and immediately punches Biltzo in the face.]

Millie: What...But how?

Stolas: True love doesn't always mean romantic love, the love of a true friend can work just as well.

Moxxie: But how did you know that?

Stolas: Because R/n let me study their book and showed me all the loopholes they incorporated into their spells; just in case something went wrong. Such as a foolish little imp getting his hands on it.

Blitzo: Hey!

#helluva boss #helluva boss incorrect quotes #helluva boss x reader #helluva blitzo #helluva moxxie #helluva millie #helluva stolas #platonic! stolas #stolas x reader #stolas x blitzo #afab nb reader #witch reader #human reader

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edensown · 2 months

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BE KIND TO ME. ; perfect landing —

note ★ a little something to get me out there while i continue designing my account . an introduction to what my blog will mainly focus on : human readers ;)

cw ★ reader grew up religious, mostly second person point of view.

in which a human falls so low that their lord can no longer hear them; so they have to make do with what they have.

if there was any sound familiar to you , it was the kyrie.

"kyrie eleison," a cantor sang at every mass; lord have mercy. sang to remind people the steadfast love of God, to remind them of His mercy. it is also, indirectly or not, a plead. you've always thought of it as one; a plead to ensure that when push comes to shove, and death comes above to collect you— it is peaceful. you're not angry, or sad, you're just... at peace. that's what you've always wished for yourself, atleast. that's what you've always wished for during the kyrie.

"kyrie eleison," they sang, you closed your eyes.

"christé eleison," they sang, you swayed to the tone.

"kyrie eleison." they sang, and you wished.

lord, be merciful. lord, be kind to me.

all you remember is falling.

falling down, and down, and down— past the soils of the earth and each their layers, past the searing innercore, likely, because you felt yourself burning. whether the fire was burning inside of you, or just burning you, you don't know. you brace yourself. your breath is ragged. you're laced with sweat, rubble, and you reek of fear.

lord, be merciful. lord, be kind to me.

you wish again, but you don't know if the lord can hear you from so low.

you land.

it is not on rough terrain, thankfully, but it's not on soft terrain either. you're confident you're supposed to be dead right now, that was a painfully hard landing. you recoil, taking a fetal position as you groan in absolute agony because what in the world did you just land on?! your vision is blurry, and black splots take up half your vision—lord, be merciful. lord, be kind to me, lord, please; you beg incessantly.

you look at what you landed on.

recently waxed tiles...?

this is outrageous.

the demon prince stolas sat across you. the height difference was astronomical— you had been taught not to lie, under any circumstances, not even this one. the height difference was astronomical and astronomically attractive. you glance around, surveying your surroundings (his legitimate palace) and trying not to lose your mind because out of all the places you could've landed on, why did you, a human, have to land in hell?

he found you in a fetal position, comatose & dirtying his immaculate floors with your humanity. from afar, he thought you were an abandoned nestling, a little owlet discarded by its mother. he pitied you, mercy filling him (not really his favorite thing to be filled with, however anyone who saw you and had atleast a bit of heart left would be able to empathize) in a rush as he took ahold of your small body in his hands.

he dropped you as soon as he held you, feathers puffing up as he stiffened. your body fell with a thump. in stolas's mind, there was but one thing:

what the fuck did blitzø do?

"blitzø ! you're going to get me in deep, deep shit because of this — who are you to think that sending a human to my palace would be a good idea ? do you know how many employees I have?! they—"

"woah, woah, woah ! calm the fuck down , stolas , I didn't fuckin' do nothing alright ? I don't know why the fuck a human somehow landed on your balcony — but hey ! atleast your tiles aren't broken from the impact of their fall ! seriously though . I don't know what the hell you're talking about ."

"then who?!—" stolas groaned. "you know what ? nevermind. fine. just send the book over and I'll send them back home." he resolved, planning to end your time here as soon as possible, so that when you do arrive in hell next time, you arrive the way you're meant to. it would be an easy fix, after all. an outlandish situation, but nonetheless easy.

"i cannot send you back to earth." were the first words stolas told you. you didn't know whether or not you were hallucinating, considering there is no way a tall, skinny owl would be able to talk. nor were you supposed to be any where but earth; that is, until you arrived to heaven. like you were meant to. right. right?

no.

he can't even send you back to earth. a demon prince with a grimoire capable of sending demons to earth, where they don't belong, can't seem to send a human back to their home. that is so messed up, that is so crazy, you are about to cry. you don't even know his name , but you know his features. you know his capabilities, not through your own knowledge however— because he was kind enough to tell you himself. would he be kind enough to shelter you? or would that be below him?

"prince stolas..." you start, he cocks his head to your direction. "you say your grimoire can send hellspawn to earth, why can it not bring humans back to it?" you think aloud, raspy voice still hoarse from screaming the first few minutes you were falling down. he tilts his head, you don't know how else to describe his body expression but ... owl-like. "you are curious, I suppose all humans are. the answer is simple: you're resisting the spell." he told you. your eyes bulged.

no way would you reject a spell to get you outta here.

"it's not you that's rejecting it, really," he hears your thoughts now! can he hear thoughts? is that what demon princes can do? "it's you, but its more something in you. as if you're meant to do something here." his tone is still even. "I will admit, what I will offer is uncharacteristically risky of me— but i cant help but pity you. so, I will offer you my hospitality." he sipped tea as your jaw dropped—tears threatening to pour as you felt your lips quiver at even the mere thought of your situation.

"I know it's scary, infact i do not favor this situation myself, but you will be taken care of, and under the protection of a goetia— you're secure." he assured, trying to appear less Intimidating as you shivered in absolute horror. there was never a scripture in the Bible about this, not that you know of— you don't know anything.

you didn't know how popular you'd be here.

you didn't know what they had in store for you, either.

you didn't know anything.

lord, be merciful. lord, be kind to me.

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thatstonedwriter · 5 months

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⋆｡「Affection Prompt 10」⋆｡

◉ Sinopsis; Leaving a plate of food in the microwave for when they have a late shift

◉ Feat; poly Fizzmodeus, poly Moxxie x Millie (x reader)

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On the nights your partners work late, you generally stay up until they come home. Tonight was a bit of a different story. You were completely exhausted, but you didn't want your partners to think you were upset or forgot about them. That's when a little idea popped in your head.

Moxxie and Millie had told you that morning- this mission would take much longer than usual. Later in the day, you'd brought them lunch, but since Blitzø had already bought food for everyone in the office, you brought the leftovers back home. As the evening dragged on, as hard as you tried to stay up, the thought of sleep was becoming increasingly vexing. That's when you decide to pop the leftovers in the microwave, leaving the door open so Moxxie and Millie would notice. For good measure, you put a little sticky note on the door that reads, "Welcome back, enjoy the food! Love you both xoxo." with that, you make your way to bed, falling asleep while cuddling pillows.

When the two do arrive back home, they're somewhat disappointed to not see you in your usual spot on the couch, though they understand why. Moxxie is the first to notice the note on the microwave, peeking inside to see his and Millie's favorite food from the restaurant the three of you frequent. Safe to say the two had to do their happy crying silently, so as not to wake you up.

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It's only natural Fizz and Ozzie work late, considering the club Asmodeus runs. That doesn't mean they'll try to come home early or during breaks to come see you. Tonight though, was particularly busy. Both texted you throughout the night, never long enough to hold conversations, but quick "I love yous" and reminders to take care of yourself could suffice. Fizzarolli and Asmodeus came home to an unusually quiet house- though it was totally understandable, given it was 2:47 in the morning.

Asmodeus went into the kitchen, while Fizz settled on the couch. Ozzie is quick to notice the open microwave door accompanied by a cute sticky note. Smiling, he closes the door and heats up the food inside- leftovers from yesterday, when you'd treated Fizz and Asmodeus to a special anniversary dinner. He brings the food to Fizz, sitting down next to him. The two happily munch on the leftovers, being sure to leave the dishes in the sink- and writing their own sweet note for you to wake up to.

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#helluva boss #helluva boss x reader #helluva boss headcanon #saying i love you prompts #nonverbal affection event #request #polyam moxxie x millie x reader #moxxie x millie x reader #moxxie helluva boss #millie helluva boss #polyam fizz x ozzie x reader #fizz x ozzie x reader #fizzarolli helluva boss #asmodeus helluva boss

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schrodinger-swriter · 3 months

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Helluva Hotel Masterlist

Here you will find my writings for Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss. I more so go off of what we are shown within the episodes, as I do not follow Vivzie and the crew on social media. Any headcanons that may go against what has been said outside of that is purely do to this fact. I stress that you be patient.

The characters listed below do not determine what characters I will and wont write for. I will not be writing for Valentino, though. For reasons I feel I do not need to explain.

CHARLIE:

F J O C for Charlie

B L T Z for Charlie

D G K U V for Charlie

Prompts 1 and 3 with Charlie

Prompts 2 8 and 11 with Charlie

VAGGIE:

B C J L T Z for Vaggie

ALASTOR:

Alastor x Deaf!Reader

Alastor x Short!Hotheaded!Reader

Alastor and the Reader pining for one another

H I P W for Alastor

S for Alastor

Alastor x Short!Plushie!Reader

A B C E G J K for Alastor

L Q R for Alastor

D N Y Z for Alastor

Prompts 3 and 4 with Alastor

Alastor and the Reader battling together

T X for Alastor

Prompts 8 11 12 with Alastor

Platonic Alastor x Reader who loves old music

Alastor x Cat Demon!Reader

SIR PENTIOUS:

Sir Pentious x Warm bodied!Reader

Sir Pentious and the Reader pining for one another

A D J Z for Sir Pentious

I K O P Q U for Sir Pentious

C H S X Y for Sir Pentious

Sir Pentious x Winged!Reader

Reader becoming jealous of Cherri Bomb

Sir Pentious x Bat!Reader

Sir Pentious x Intelligent!Inventor!Reader

Romantic Sir Pentious headcanons

Sir Pentious x Reader w/ a goat skull for a head

Prompts 3, 4, 11 with Sir Pentious

Sir Pentious with a partner who is maternal to the egg boiz

Sir Pentious and the Egg Boiz with a Sick!Motherly!Reader

Marriage with Sir Pentious

Sir Pentious x Reader who is on their period

Sir Pentious saving the Reader

Sir Pentious x Reader who has self image issues

Sir Pentious x Girly!Reader

HUSK:

A C I J K N P Z for Husk

E H L R X for Husk

Platonic Father!Husker x Teen!Reader

ANGEL DUST:

A D F K L P Q T X for Angel Dust

C I Z for Angel Dust

Angel Dust x Asexual!Reader

Platonic Angel Dust x Reader who ghost writes erotica

NIFFTY:

B Y N for Niffty

C G I P for Niffty

LUCIFER:

A B E H for Lucifer

J K L Z for Lucifer

D I O X Y for Lucifer

R T for Lucifer

P U for Lucifer

Lucifer x Sinner!Reader

C for Lucifer

Lucifer x Fallen Angel!Reader

Lucifer x Reader who did something terrible for a good cause

Lucifer x Writer!Reader

Prompt 13 with Lucifer

Prompt 12 with Lucifer

Prompts 8 10 and 11 with Lucifer

Prompt 3 with Lucifer

Prompt 1 with Lucifer

Lucifer x Artist!Reader

Lucifer x Baker!Reader

Flying with Lucifer

Lucifer x Gardener!Reader

VOX:

C E I J M F for Vox

B D K for Vox

Vox x Cat Demon!Reader who bites him

Vox x Reader who gives him things

Prompts 8 9 10 with Vox

Prompts 5 and 12 with Vox

LUTE:

C K Z J for Lute

A B G H U for Lute

D E L V W for Lute

Prompts 1 3 12 with Lute

Prompt 10 with Lute

Prompt 5 with Lute

Prompts 8 and 13 with Lute

Prompts 7 and 15 with Lute

M R for Lute

ADAM:

B C K L P for Adam

Q U R X Z for Adam

CARMILLA:

Carmilla x Injured!Reader

Prompt 13 with Carmilla

A B C F J for Carmilla

ROSIE:

T V for Rosie

Prompts 2 and 13 with Rosie

C K Z for Rosie

J I for Rosie

Prompts 3 and 9 with Rosie

Rosie x Non Cannibal!Reader

FIZZ:

Platonic Fizz x Clown!Reader

STRIKER:

Striker x Reader who got cheated on by Blitz

MULTIPLE CHARACTERS:

Asmodeus and Fizz being friends with the reader

The main cast of Hazbin on Valentine's day

FLUFF ALPHABET

TROPES LIST

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demigoddessqueens · 1 year

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i just thought of a continuation of your helluva boss assassin succubus reader post. Where they come home and find the reader trying to bandage their injured arm.

With prompts, "honey I'm home." 25. "If you hadn't rushed in, you wouldn't have gotten hurt!!" "tis just a scratch." (Not on the lists but I added it for fun.) And Small kisses littered across the other’s face from kissing prompt.

Oh yeah, that was a while back.

I forgot which characters I wrote for so I’ll try and make up a list for the mains 😉

Summary: y/n is a succubus who got injured on the job

Blitz

A whole mess, like in “who hurt my baby?!” kinda way. doesn’t hesitate being your 24/7 personal nurse

Loona

A bit freaking out, and asks Blitz a lot for help. Will insist on cuddling with/near you that night

Moxie & Millie

He’s freaking out and trying to tend to your wounds, and Millie is sharpening her knives in a whole “who was it??!”. You couldn’t have asked for more protective or sweet imps

Fizzaroli/Asmodeus

First off, they’re all over you! What do you need? Who was it? Are you ok? Although Asmodeus (“Ozzie”) is more of a fretting mess

Verosika

How dare they?! A dirty lowlife who dare touches, let alone hurt, her babe?? Sure, she’ll constantly fret over you, but it comes from a place of caring.

Stryker

Oh he’s “angry” angry! That rattling tail just vibrates and you know he’s already plotting, scheming his revenge on who did this to his darling!

Bonus: Stolas

A flurry flustered mess of feathers! He puts your needs and recovery first but be warned! He will use every and any connection to find the one who’s hurt you

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luvghostie · 2 years

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╰┈➤𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇

𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐔𝐕𝐀 𝐁𝐎𝐒𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒.ೃ࿐

{𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵, + 𝘴𝘦𝘹𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴}

*ೃ༄𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄

• Millie is all about cuddling, even bringing the action up beforehand

•She'd love to brush your hair if you felt comfortable with it as she puts your consent above all else

•After brushing your hair she'd whisper sweet things in your ear:: "Doll, remember you're absolutely amazing." and "I don't know what I'd do without you."

•Millie and you would take turns being big spoon and little spoon. Most times though Millie takes the bigger role

•If anyone interrupted your time together Millie would no doubt throw something at their head

•Most times it hits them

•Millie would fall asleep holding you in her arms. She's a very sweet S/O and puts you before the likes of herself. If you cry she's there with tissues, if you don't eat she won't either, and if you feel angry she'll give you the space you need

•When you wake up in the morning breakfast is already prepared and on the nightstand

*ೃ༄𝐌𝐎𝐗𝐗𝐈𝐄

•Poor Moxxie wouldn't know what to do if you asked for cuddles

•He'd be more than happy to do so, however, the poor IMP would be shy

•Most times while cuddling you'll be a big spoon since I can't imagine Moxxie being that type

•"Y/N, do you think I'm useless?" he'd ask you while nuzzling into your neck. He constantly thought bad about himself and it made you upset

•"Of course not Mox," you'd say kissing his forehead. "I think you're far more than enough."

•Moxxie would eventually get used to the feeling of cuddling and embracing you. All his life he was constantly put down by others. Millie and you are the only two that cared enough to stand up for him.

•At times you might think he also likes Millie because of the bond they share. Regardless, that's not the case. Moxxie is very verbal about his attraction to you despite how others may see it.

*ೃ༄𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐙Ø

•More than likely Blitz has had a bad/long day at work. So if you asked him to cuddle 100% of the time the answer is, "I would love to!"

•Blitz would wrap his tail around you subconsciously. He wants you close, his mind finding ways to make sure you won't up and leave

•You like to touch the white spots on him, outlining the various shapes

•Eventually, you get sad, remembering all those white spots are from him getting hurt

•"Y/N, that tickles" he'd say laughing in between the embrace you two shared

•Big spoon, little spoon, no spoon. Fuck Blitz didn't care he just wanted you to be there for him and love him for the way he is. Just as he loved you for you.

•Yes, he can be an ass at times but he has problems just like everyone else

•And you adore them

*ೃ༄ 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐀

•"You want to cuddle... Me?" Loona would have a look of confusion on her face with red on her cheeks

•You may think she lost interest because of the way she acts but that's not the case my friend

•Definitely big spoon

•Loona would hold you against her fur not saying anything for a while. When she finally got the courage to speak she'd say, "ya know, you're the first person to make me feel like this."

•You must remember the remarks and insults she gives you most of the time are a form of love. Loona doesn't like to seem weak, especially in front of you

•More than likely if she catches you upset or down by something she said get ready for apologizes and love when you are alone

•"Hey, you know I didn't mean what I said right?" she whispered into your ear, never moving her position from beside you

*ೃ༄𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐒

•This man is touch starved so when you bring the idea up there's no turning back

•"Oh, my dear! Why didn't you say so sooner?!"

•Big spoon when he's happy and little spoon when he's sad (Stella more than likely being a bitch)

•Stolas would hold you so close that he could feel your heartbeat. In exchange, you could feel his blush practically spreading.

•"I love you so much Y/N, please never leave me." he would say in a somber voice. "Stolas, I don't want anyone else besides you." you'd remind the owl.

•Some nights you guys would fall asleep while a romance movie played in the background.

•But there are other nights you two get a little freaky if you catch my drift;)

•Honestly, you know many people are against Stolas but to you, there's no one else like him

*ೃ༄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐊𝐀

•Verosika is painting her nails when you ask for cuddles. When she hears you say the final word, a smirk would form on her lips

•"Aww, does my baby want loves?" she'd tease

•Verosika is the most dominant in the relationship taking the form of big spoon. Although, if she had a bad day or was feeling self-conscious you'd step in

•When cuddling she'd play with your hair, twisting it around her slim fingers

•Verosika would most definitely take photos of you and post them on her social media. The captions would be things like, "better than my ex" and "no one comes close to my beauty as they do."

•Self-confidence is important in your relationship. If you're down because of someone, Verosika wouldn't hesitate to beat a hoe.

•The girl would probably claw the shit out of them ngl

•"You're the cutest thing to walk hell!" she'd tell you, going back to looking through her gallery while you drifted off to sleep.

*ೃ༄𝐅𝐈𝐙𝐙𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐈

•"Fizz, can we cuddle?" you'd ask the male

•He looked at you very confused, you two were basically cuddling already. "Y/N, I'm literally sitting on your lap... How much closer could I get?"

•This bitch is lowkey a little baby but would make sexual remarks while cuddling

•Little spoon for sure and he would never disagree with that

•When you guys do cuddle (him not sitting in your lap) you'd listen to his puns and jokes

•Fizz finds your stomach to be soft and the perfect place to lay his head. When he's not there the next place he'll lay is on you. His legs tossed over you, head resting on a pillow, and his hands holding yours firmly

•There's a good chance he'd force you to fall off the bed when sleeping because of the amount of room he hogs

#reqs open #ask me anything #headcanon #helluva boss #moxxie x reader #millie x reader #loona x reader #blitz x reader #stolas x reader #verosika x reader #fizzarolli x reader #gn reader #some angst

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everlastlady · 11 months

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Helluva Boss X Reader: The Wedding

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☕Author's Note: Hello! My little imps, demonic sinners, and powerful overlords. Welcome back to the Helluva Boss wedding version. I finally got this done and not posted at midnight like I did yesterday, so I hope that enjoy this one; if you did then please comment, like, and reblog.

☕Fandom: Helluva Boss

☕Word Count: 4473

☕Story Contains: Fluff

☕Hazbin Wedding Invitation: Here💌

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Striker: Striker was never one for love and any meaningful relationship. He saw them as a waste of time. An easy way for people to play with your emotions and get your hopes up high. But when he met you at your clinic and you patched him up from his injuries. He watched how careful you were with his body, how you asked how he was feeling, and didn’t ask or judge how he got these injuries. You were a medic for hitmen, assassins. And crime lords. So you didn’t ask any questions about how they got hurt. After that day Striker would come to you, whenever he was injured. You two would talk and you would offer Striker some much. You both formed a friendship and Striker took that leap of faith, and you both soon formed a relationship. But kept it private because he was a wanted criminal and didn’t want you getting tied up in his mess. After a long while of dating, Striker wanted something more. And this hit him when you were both kidnapped by some people who wanted Striker’s head on a platter and they wanted to hurt Striker by hurting you first. Luckily your cowboy bebop boyfriend got you both out of there. Striker and you patched each other up back at your clinic after that life and death situation he was sure. He wanted to marry so that night, he started planning.

Striker asked you out on a camping trip and you agreed. You've been wanting to see how his survival skills hold up, since he would brag about them and how he could survive better than the others in Wrath. So you and him took your car along with Bombproof to a nice place to camp. You helped Striker set everything up. When you grabbed a small bag. Striker quickly grabbed and stepped away. You ignored, assuming it was just one of his weapons that he didn’t want you to touch. After everything was set up, you and Striker sat by the campfire, you were roasting whatever you felt like would taste good and Striker seemed deep in thought. You asked him what was wrong. “ Will you marry me? “ He simply said. You looked at him and he looked at you. He took out a small tan velvet box and opened it showing a ring. “ And don’t worry darlin, I didn’t steal it, I worked hard and bought it for you. “ He said. “ But you don’t have to say, I understand. “ He said. But you did say yes. You wanted to marry Striker, and this made him happy. He lifted your hand and slipped the ring on your finger, and you two cuddled near the fireplace, Striker decided to play a song on his guitar, a beautiful night it was for you both.

Soon the wedding had arrived. But since Striker was a wanted criminal, you both did the wedding yourself. You simply decorated your guys' home. And made everything look nice. You both baked the cake and made the food. You had your wedding outfit on and Striker was wearing a nice suit. You both were happy with what you had. You didn’t need some grand wedding and a bunch of guests. You and Striker always had each other, you guys didn’t need anyone. You and Striker both stood in front of the wedding cake, laughing, the cake didn’t look perfect but it was the cake you both made. But you guys had a few guests. Striker’s horse Bombproof, his snake Noodle, and your cat (cat’s name) so it was nice to have at least three people at the wedding. You and Striker carried everything out back. While you placed the rings on the table, Striker was a nervous mess but he was ready to marry you and it was time for you both to give your vows, and Striker went first.

“ (Y/N), my darlin, my pumpkin, my stars, my partner in crime, my healer, and the one who made me feel like not everything I care about is gone. You showed me how to care and love again. To not be scared when I’m in love. You helped me through many challenges. Never judged them either. Even though I’m a wanted criminal and I can’t give you a better life. I want to thank you, for sticking by my side through the good, bad, and ugly. You are someone who helps people like me. And I never understood why, but I do know you have a good heart, a giving one. Just like you give and care for me. I want to do the same for you, for the rest of our life together. I love you (Y/N), I'm glad on this day I can call myself your husband. “

Striker stared at you, he could see the tears of happiness in your eyes, he lifted up his hand and wiped them away. You both kiss and help slip each others’ rings on and hold hands smiling at one another. Striker stood behind you and held your hands and you both cut the cake together. Feeding each other the cake and then dancing with each other. Striker’s wrapping his tail around your waist as the two of you dance under the stars. Striker caress your cheek throughout the dance. You didn’t know that Striker was this good at dancing but he seemed to be having fun twirling and dipping you. As he peppers sweet kisses on your neck and mumbles into your neck how much this day will be important to him forever. How he’ll love you forever and ever. At the end of the wedding. You and Striker went back inside, taking a bubble bath together and getting into comfortable clothing. You two cuddled in bed and you stared the ring on your finger, Striker plops a kiss on your cheek and grinned. He leaned and whispered something in your ear which made you blush, you smirked at him and nodded, this was going to be a fun night.

Fizzarolli: You had met Fizzarolli through Blitzo. This happened when Blitzo wanted to get revenge on Fizz for calling him out at Ozzie’s because he couldn’t get revenge on Verosika or Asmodeus. But he seemed to be ready for Fizz. But things didn’t go as planned and before you and Blitz could get kicked out by security. Fizzarolli wanted to talk with you, so while Blitz was getting kicked out Fizzarolli had bought you a drink and the two of you talked. Fizzarolli made you laugh and blush. He seemed to be loving the sound of your laughter and it made him smile. But when you did have to go home, Fizzarolli gave you his phone number, the two of you always text, send each other selfies, and call whenever you two could. What became texting and phone calls. Soon became hanging out and going to his performances. And what became hanging out soon turned into dating. The jester clown loved and adored you. You always made him feel loved and safe. But with his status it was hard to keep your relationship a secret but he didn’t mind letting people know you were his. After a long while of dating, Fizzarolli had been in deep thought. You meant everything to him and were always there for him when he was at his highest points and at his lowest points. Fizzarolli knew one thing right now and that was, he wanted to marry you and he started to plan.

Fizzarolli decided to take you to a theme park and not the cheap rundown one. They used his robotic version at. He took you to Loo Loo World. You had an absolute blast on all the rides, sharing sweet treats with Fizz, and winning prizes for each other. You both took pictures and recorded videos to remember this moment. When night had set. Fizzarolli brought a beautiful view of the amusement park. You watched him walk over and had his phone to someone while whispering and paid them. The person nodded and Fizzarolli walked over to you and pointed at the sky. You looked up seeing fireworks shoot into the sky and spelt out ‘ Will You Marry Me (Y/N) ? ‘ You looked at Fizz to see him on one knee with a green velvet box, he opened it to reveal the ring. You looked at the ring and smiled at Fizz. You told the silly imp jester that you would marry him. He pulled you down with his robotic arms and kissed you. Fizz slipped the ring on your ring. “ I’m so happy you said yes, baby. “ He gave you another kiss and the two of you went home. After a while the wedding had finally arrived, and you had a wedding outfit. Blitzo was giving you away on your wedding day, he had walked you down the aisle as you could see Fizz standing there all dressed and looking nervous, just like you.

When standing up there with Fizzarolli both of you held hands and stared into each others’ eyes while smiling. Never in his life Fizzarolli would think this moment would be happening. That he would be getting married, he sighed and smiled at you, basking in your beauty. You were breathtakingly more beautiful than anyone else here. The marriage officiant talked while you and Fizz were ready to give your vows and Fizz went last.

“ (Y/N) this took a while to write and I have to thank Ozzie for the help. But I wanna take this moment, our special day to thank you. Even though you were helping my idiot brother with some revenge plan. I’m glad I got to meet you. Because your laughter and smile make me feel warm. It makes my day to know that you are okay. You not only respect my boundaries. But you respect me as a whole person, everyday and every moment is a blast with you. You know how to have a good time and you know how to make me laugh. I enjoy the quiet times we spend together, how we cuddle on the couch and laugh at sappy romance movies. I love that snorting sound you make when you laugh. You may hate it but I think it's adorable. But I can’t wait to hear you laughing for the rest of our laughs. After this day not only will we be friends and partners. But we will be married, a new chapter starts for us and I can’t wait to fill the black pages with you, I love you (Y/N) forever and always. “

You cried tears of happiness and it was now official. You and Fizz were married, the two of you cut the cake and shared a dance. Fizzarolli loved holding you while you both danced. How he had always dreamed about this and now it was a reality. After the wedding you and Fizzarolli head back home, he carried you inside and was singing to you. He carried you to the bedroom and tossed you on the bed carefully, then crawled on top of you and cuddled you, he kissed you softly and held your hand. “ I love you (Y/N). “ He said, the two of you kissed and held each other all night long.

Asmodeus: You and Ozzie knew each other since childhood, your family and his family were good friends. Ozzie grew up to be the king of lust and you were a famous actor. Sometimes you did perform at Ozzie’s lounge and something about seeing you on stage made him happy. But he always found his chest getting tight and his stomach doing flips whenever you laughed with him or hung out with him in his office. He also often found himself getting jealous hearing others talk about you in a romantic way or in a lewd way. With him being the king of lust, he found it gross and upsetting how people would lust after you. Ozzie had become protective and you noticed. He seemed to always want to be around you and would try to hold your hand whenever you both walked. So you had asked him what’s up and he sighed, telling you that he had caught feelings for you. That the king of lust had fallen in love, he felt like a hypocrite since he often judged others for love. But his eyes widened when you told him that you loved him as well but didn’t know what to say and was scared. Ozzie hugged you and apologized for making you feel like you could never confess. After that the two of you started dating and Ozzie didn’t care what the papers said about him. He was happy to have you as his partner.

He didn’t care what others thought and what the papers said. You and Ozzie laughed at the gossip and would kiss. Of course with being the king of lust. That didn’t stop Ozzie from making you flustered all the time. But his love was always passionate and he knew how to make you feel comfortable. Everyday and every moment was breathtaking with Ozzie, and after a long while of dating the king of lust wanted to marry you. So he would start planning. So whenever you were busy with work and gigs. He would plan and he kept the ring on him at all times. He wasn’t going to propose to you at his lounge. No, he wanted something more special. He had rented out your favorite fancy restaurant and both of you arrived there in the limo. No sexual remarks or flirtatious words came from Ozzie the whole ride. You asked him if he was okay, and he smiled at you. “ I’m fine, my little rose, just thinking about this night. Don’t worry, I'm fine. “ He gave you a kiss and the limo stopped. The two of you walked inside and had the best dinner. As you were eating, Ozzie reached out his hand and took your small one in his large one. You stared at him and he looked nervous. “ (Y/N), we have been dating for a long while despite all the gossip, I'm glad you stuck by my side so will you continue sticking by my side by marrying me? “ Ozzie said, while reaching into his pocket and pulling out a light blue velvet box and opening it to reveal the ring. You gasped and looked at Ozzie then at the ring then back at Ozzie. You smiled and nodded at him, Ozzie laughed with delight and slipped the ring on your finger, he kissed your hand and the two of you carried on with dinner.

You and Ozzie went all out for your wedding, you both invited your friends and family. Your wedding was in the papers and thankfully it wasn’t dragging your wedding through the mud. It was a royal wedding so people tried to get in and be a part of this beautiful day. You walked down the aisle with your father as the guests admired your lovely wedding outfit. You finally stood up there with Ozzie, your friend, your partner, and your soon to be husband. You almost wanted to cry because you remembered how you and Ozzie would throw weddings for your stuffed animals when you were both kids. And here you were, having a wedding with him. You held each others’ hands while the marriage officiant talked. It was time to give the vows and Ozzie went last.

“ (Y/N) I’m glad you said yes. Since childhood we knew each other, our families were friends and we became friends. I will remember how we would sneak cookies and make mud pies so that we could have a cake for our stuffed animals getting married. You were always a fun person to be around and I knew you were going to grow up to be someone great. And you did, then you became my partner, my everything, and you showed me something more than lust. You stuck by my side despite the gossip, rumors, and what those media leeches say. I’m glad you became my partner and I’m glad you’ll become my spouse. I want to go to bed every night seeing that pretty little smile and wake up every morning seeing that smile. I love you and will always love you. I’ll do my best to keep you happy, make you laugh, and to keep you smiling. Just like you do for me. I can’t wait to leave here with you as my forever soulmate. “

Ozzie finished his vows and the marriage officiant had declared you both married. Ozzie picks you up and kisses you. The most passionate and sweetest kiss was this moment at your guys wedding. Ozzie and you cut the cake together, danced, and opened wedding gifts. You listened to the speeches that the guest gave. And you both like Fizz’s speech. After the wedding, you and Ozzie went home; he carried you inside and continued towards the bedroom. He undid his tie, leaning down to kiss you and you kissed back. He held you close in bed so that you could hear his heartbeat. He showered you with kisses and rubbed your legs. “ (Y/N) I love you. “ Ozzie said and kissed your head, you were so exhausted from the wedding that you had drifted off to sleep in the arms of your husband.

Chaz: You only knew Chaz because you helped him fake his death to get away from Crimson. You always helped others fake their death and start a new life. You made a lot of money from doing it, but you kept your life private for safety reasons. But after helping Chaz, the weird shark man couldn’t help but want to be around you, even though he had thanked you many times for helping him escape. He still thanked you and insisted on you both being friends. You didn’t really have friends so you agreed to welcome Chaz as a friend. At first you found him annoying. His attempts at flirting always made you yawn and roll your eyes. You especially would beat his ass, whenever he was in your bed and trying to seduce you. But after hanging out with Chaz a lot you soon developed feelings for the horny goofball. And the two of you began dating but kept it on the down low. Especially Chaz had to do it. Surprisingly Chaz was a good boyfriend. He listened to you and respected your boundaries. He loved watching movies with you and would let you work. His favorite nickname to call you was sharkbait. You sighed but blushed everytime he called you this. With a beautiful relationship, Chaz saw you as more than a partner. He wanted to marry you. He didn’t want to lose you, he didn’t want his relationship to end like it did when he had dated Moxxie and Millie. He wanted you and only you. So he carefully and secretly got you a ring.

While you were out shopping, you had come home with bags of groceries but a delicious smell filled your nose. You had seen that Chaz made dinner, you were surprised that he didn’t burn your apartment down. At first you thought he just ordered the food but on closer inspection you could see he took time to cook. Chaz walked over and put the groceries away. He led you over to the table and rambled how cooking show networks are the best things to have been introduced to television. You and Chaz talked while eating dinner. You watched as Chaz left the kitchen and came back with something behind his back. You tilted your head and looked at him. “ (Y/N), I know sometimes I can be annoying and a pain in your ass. Heh and I want to continue to be that annoying pain in the ass, but as your husband. “ Chaz revealed a dark blue velvet box and opened it. “ Will you marry me? “ He showed you the ring. You smiled and couldn’t believe that Chaz was serious but you didn’t say no, you told Chaz yes and hugged him. Chaz hugged back and showed you the sweetest smile and he slipped the ring on your finger.

You and Chaz did a private ready but you did make sure it was your guys’ dream wedding. Thanks to the people you helped. They were able to make that happy. It pays having connections to the mob. You had on your wedding outfit and chuckled seeing Chaz having a difficult time with his tie. You walked over and helped him, once done the two of you took your wedding picture. And held hands. The wedding may be small but you both knew that it was safer that way and that you didn’t need some grand wedding to prove how much you love each other. Chaz adores your vows and how sweet they sound through your sweet lips. And now it was time for him to give his vows, he pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket and carefully unfolded it, you chuckle seeing Chaz almost drop the paper. He cleared his throat and looked at you smiling wide.

“ (Y/N) my dear, sharkbait, how much I adore you and I’m glad you took a chance on a guy like me. Because I never expected to meet someone as amazing as you. Because you mean the world to me, I love the way you smile when you look at me, I love how you laugh at my stupid jokes, and I love how you yell at me when I do something dumb and you forgive me when I do those dumb things. I want to be by your side and only your side. No one can measure up to your greatness, you know how to make everyday special and I want to continue to make everyday special with you, but as your husband, I can’t wait to wake up tomorrow as your husband, I love you sharkbait. “

Chaz set the paper down and looked at you. You stepped towards him and kissed him, Chaz closed his eyes and pulled you close. The passionate kiss you both shared made you feel like nothing else in Hell mannered. That just this day, this moment, and you two were all that mannered. Chaz pulled away and smiled at you. He pulled out his phone and played a song you both could dance to. Chaz wasn’t a really good dancer but neither were you but you two had fun dancing with each other and laughing whenever the other stepped on the other's foot. You and Chaz had cleaned up from the wedding, you both sat on the couch eating the wedding cake in your pajamas and watching your favorite movie. During the movie after finishing the cake. You laid on top of Chaz, he was rubbing your back and kissing your head. “ I’ll only have eyes for you and only you, I love you, my (Y/N) my little sharkbait. “ Chaz said softly and held you close.

Verosika: You were a movie star in Hell and met Verosika when she was guest starring in a movie with you. She was playing your love interest. At first you and her didn’t get along and fought a lot on stage, she would call you brainless and no talent while you called her petty and spoiled. But things changed when Versoika had a meltdown on stage after the director said something that seemed to really hurt her and ran off. You sighed and followed her. You walked to her dressing room, and saw her looking in the mirror and crying. She picked up her flask to drink with shaken hands but instead she threw and punched the mirror and injured her hand on impact. You ran over to help her but Verosika fust, you told her to pipe down and you bandaged her hand while she sat there in silence. Verosika eventually spilled the beans on what happened and you were able to calm down, soon you both returned to stage and when the director tried to say something you both told him to shut up or he’ll be replaced faster than a broken glass. The director stayed quiet and the movie continued on.

Even after the movie was done and released. Verosika still wanted to be friends with you, so you agreed to be friends with her. The two of you did a lot of shopping, interviews, trips, and selfies. Verosika adored having you around. There were good moments and bad moments. Whenever she was having a melt down, over time you and Verosika started to date. She loved, spoiled, and would shower you in affection. She had never felt this happy especially after what ex Blitzo had done to her. But Verosika pushed away that pain to start something healthy for herself, for both of you. After a long while of dating Verosika’s friends has teased about her when there will be wedding, not knowing they were joking. She thought to herself, should she marry you? You both had been dating for a long while and you hadn’t stolen her credit card or used her. “ I’ll plan something… “ she said to herself. And plan something she did because Verosika decides to plan and she went with taking you on a private beach she owned. You are both in your swimwear and carrying a picnic basket. After setting everything up, Verosika watched you swim while she was tanning. While the sun was setting you and Verosika had your picnic, while you were eating. Verosika played with something in her lap. She looked at you and smiled. “ (Y/N) how do you feel about marriage? “ She said, showing you a hot pink velvet box, she opened it and showed you the ring with the gold band. You almost choked on your food but with tears in your eyes you nodded at her.

Verosika smiled and slipped the ring on your hand, She hugged you and cried. She was glad you said yes. You and Verosika decide to spend the night in her beach house and listen to the ocean while holding each other. After that night and a few weeks the wedding was finally here and you were glad it was, your poor girlfriend had been stressing about this wedding. Lots of screaming on the phone, firing people, and having to get things fixed. But the wedding came out beautiful but you looked more beautiful in your wedding outfit. You watched as Vortex had walked Verosika down the aisle, she looked like a goddess in her wedding dress. She stood up there with you and held your hands and it was time for the vows, Verosika went last, she had tears in her eyes as she spoke.

“ (Y/N) this is not just my day but our day. A day I never thought would come, everyday I’m sorry that I was a bitch to you because you were the only one who was by my side and stuck by myself. When you agreed to be my partner, I was scared because I had been hurt before. But you taught me how to love again. How to love myself again. And for that I thank you and I want to continue to thank you as your wife. I want the world to know that I am yours and you are mine. I love you (Y/N) thank you for giving me another chance at happiness. “

Verosika finished her vows and the two of you shared a kiss while everyone cheered. You cut the cake with your succubus wife and danced with her. Verosika didn’t care about anyone else there but you. After the wedding, the two of you head home. She was throwing out suggestions of where you both should have your honeymoon. You chuckled listening to your wife, talking about honeymoon ideas. You sat on the couch, and she came back with two glasses of wine. She handed you a glass and sat by you. She took out her phone and took a picture of you both. She cuddled up next to you and the both of you drank wine and watched a movie. “ Remember how our characters got married in the movie. It's just like this but our movie has no ending. “ She kissed her cheek and crawled on top of you. “ Ready for the rated R version. “ She said with a wink.

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