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diavolo makes a pact with you
well, you never know
once upon a time, he brought it up to lucifer and barbatos
they shot him down immediately
receiving a lecture is bad enough but imagine receiving one from BOTH lucifer and barbatos
rip
he takes it like a champ tho. he’s way better than me cause i hate getting told off
years pass
the devil’s pudding event happens. diavolo almost learns his lesson that day.
like he says he has but there’s a lot of times where that memory crosses his mind and he sits there like huh. wish that could happen again
YOU learnt the lesson though, so it’ll NEVER happen again
if he brings it up on his birthday there’s a good chance you will look at him with disdain
he’s catching up on paperwork when something crosses his mind
maybe you’d be more into it if you had a pact with him?
the lecture he got from his two closest friends though was pretty awful though
but…
what if it was in secret?
what if, and he’s just throwing out ideas here, he gave lucifer a ton of work and made barbatos go on holiday and summoned you to his castle?
hypothetically.
you know, a will-never-happen scenario.
barbatos appears at his door soon after that.
“hey, barbatos. what did you need?”
“oh… nothing. i just got a bad feeling, that’s all.”
oops
another year goes by and the idea pops into his head again, about the same time as he sees you cuddling up with mammon
Right.
diavolo’s situation and this isn’t even remotely the same, because you don’t need a pact to cuddle and mammon is your first so he’s on a separate level altogether, but he chooses to ignore these details
it’s barbatos’ birthday. he gets sent off. hearing complaints, diavolo threatens him with two weeks
lucifer weirdly gets hit with a ton of work randomly. damn that’s crazy huh. do your best!!!
and you are summoned to the castle. you also get a bad feeling.
he tries to convince you that having a pact with him is a good idea
(some people are normal about this; i am not and wouldn’t need convincing personally)
you refuse.
if you bring this up to lucifer if he asks about your visit he is so screwed
ah, but maybe he could make you his unwilling partner in crime…?
pulls a lucifer and forces it on you. suddenly you have a big fancy mark around your neck.
he’s pretty proud of it. you cover your face with your hands and go oh my god.
it feels like it could be exasperation but he would really prefer for it to not be that
lucifer asks what diavolo wanted you for and you weakly say it was for new clothes. new clothes that conveniently hide your collarbone
all of this is unraveled when someone (mammon) walks in on you getting dressed and screams bloody murder about the weird MARK on your neck
pacts are permanent and so is diavolo getting lectured
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I was interested in learning guitar. I asked a couple friends of mine whether to pick up acoustic or electric, and both said to go for acoustic. I did extensive research on Google as well and most articles say that it doesn't really matter. The only con to electric guitar that I see is the pricing, but I'm hoping to go second hand, so that might fall in my budget if I save for a couple months. But I still wanna confer with someone experienced. If anyone's got any advice, please drop it.
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honestly ranting about shit that doesnt matter is very cathartic
#i recommend#me and obey me are in a mutualistic relationship#it gives me something to complain about#and i give it ad views if im feeling generous#im not spending anymore money on this game cause no#but u can have my ad views
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Daddy issues
After your dad is arrested, you try and beg for his job back. But Rafe Cameron decides another way for you to help your father. And his arrangement is different than you imagine.
Warnings! Daddy kink! Talks of violence! Slight reference to abuse! Choking! Blow job! Rough unprotected sex! Breeding kink! Virginity loss! Dirty talk!
You didnt know if you were more angry or surprised when you got the call from the officer that your dad was arrested and currently in jail for assault. You were finished working your late shift at the restaurant when your phone rang.
You screamed in your car on the way to the station. Your dad was a dead beat. An asshole who didn’t know how to fucking control his temper. Daddy dearest also liked to get loud with you, throw things when he didn’t get his way and one time he slapped you in the face.
You slapped him back and threatened to slash his tires. But the threat was empty considering he needed to work, which you had no idea how he kept his job at the docks while working for Rafe Cameron. It used to be his father Ward until his suicide. You’d met him often while picking your dad up, given you had to share a car.
He was…polite you could say. But he was also scary. He glared at everyone and he was short tempered. You usually heard him snapping or yelling if something wasn’t done right. Your dad complained about how strict he was.
But his status and wealth made everyone obey him and intimidated you. His attractiveness however was on another level. His height made you feel small and his blue eyes cut through people.
You slammed the door at the station and went to the desk. After signing in, you tapped your foot impatiently as an officer came up to you.
“Are you…?”
“My dad is here. He just got arrested.” You ground out. You hated being here. She nodded and looked at paperwork in front of her.
“Are you here to post bail?”
“I’m here to see if there’s any way we can clear this up as a misunderstanding.” You tried to plead but she shook her head.
“Ma’am, he attacked a man at a stoplight. He beat him up to the point he lost one of his teeth.”
You pressed your head against your hand. Jesus Christ it was worse than you thought. “How much is bail?”
She looked again at the paperwork. “Looks like we’re at 6,000 dollars.”
“What? I thought the bail was lower than that!” You shrieked.
“Ma’am. He also had multiple charges. Public intoxication, disturbance and assault. He caused a lot of trouble. I suggest you alert his job tomorrow. But until then, he’s going to spend at least 60 days in jail.”
You started crying. You couldn’t help it. It hurt so much. You couldn’t get a break. And now you’d have to face Rafe Cameron and face the humiliation of your dad being in jail.
You cried on and off the next day as you had to switch your schedule to the evening and make the phone call to your dads manager about his current situation. It was immediate termination and you broke down even harder in your bedroom. You refused to take his phone call, afraid you’d explode on him.
As you got ready for another dreaded work shift, your phone started ringing to a number you didn’t recognize. Hesitantly, you answered.
“Hello?”
“Your dads in jail, huh?” You immediately froze. It was Rafe’s voice. How did he-well he was capable of finding anything out.
“I-um. Yes. And he can’t work for you anymore. But if you’ll please reconsider. I know he’s a piece of shit but this is the only job he’s lasted out and we desperately need the money. I’m trying to get a car and we have to share one. I know this is probably pointless but I can’t help but try. So please, please take him back.” More tears came and you felt like a total cry baby but you pushed through.
You expected him to laugh but instead silence met you.
You bit your lip hard enough it bled.
“Meet me at my house. I’ll text you the address. I have a proposition for you.”
“Why can’t you tell me over the phone?” Your stomach tightened.
“Do you want me to help you or not?”
“Yes. Of course. I’ll be there.”
“Good girl.”
You set the phone down but seconds later his address came through in a text and your breath stopped short. He wanted to see you after work.
Five minutes before closing and after you finished cleaning, the drive to Rafe’s house wasn’t that far and now you knocked on his door. When he answered, you tried not to reveal how much you found him attractive. His hair was in his face and his eyes were glazed as he looked down at you. His fingers twitched and you imagined what he was doing with that hand…
Rafe gestured with his head for you to come in and you followed him inside the massive penthouse. He had everything you imagined. Expensive furniture, floors and lights.
You followed him to the kitchen where he pointed to the bar stool. “Have a seat.” He muttered.
You obeyed and watched as he circled the island in the center of the room. “So. You wanna save your dads job?”
“Yes. I’m willing to do anything-“ You stopped short when a smirk fell on his face.
“Anything?” Rafe challenged. “It looked like you hated him whenever I saw you talk to him.”
“It’s complicated.” You replied and his smirk grew into a cruel smile.
“Looks like someone has daddy issues.” Rafe countered and you crossed your arms.
“I-well when you put it that way-“
“I’m just bringing up what you’re telling me. Your dad beats the shit out of someone. He went to jail-and now you’re doing anything you can to fix it. Tell me if I missed anything.” Rafe’s voice was low and you hated that he was right.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to sound pushy. I’m just in a tight spot.”
“Oh I’m sure you’re in a…tight spot.” His meaning was clear and you swallowed.
That was the exchange.
“Look at you. Being a little smart girl and figuring it out. I’m gonna get to the point. You want me to take him back? Bail him out? I get to fuck you. Anywhere. Anytime. And anyplace I want. No condoms. No hidden birth control. No. I wanna see my cum leak out of that desperate pussy.”
Your mouth opened and closed. “I can’t just fuck a stranger. And no birth control? I can’t fucking get pregnant.”
“I’m a selfish whore, baby. And I can afford one. And those are my terms. Either that. Or your dad rots.”
You bit your lip. You weren’t in a position to say no. You needed the money. And Rafe was hot. There were worse guys. Rafe got closer, his big hands reaching to cup the side of your neck.
“Yeah? You want it?”
Slowly, you nodded.
Rafe crooked a finger, signaling you to come closer. You stepped down and approached him gingerly and looked into his gaze. Rafe then latched his hand around your throat. His grip was so strong your feet almost lifted in the air and your eyes widened as he crushed his lips to yours.
His lips devoured you as he shoved his tongue into your mouth. You weren’t experienced. Sure, you’d touched yourself and made out with people.
But actual fucking? You’d never done that. And you knew that was about to change.
“You want me to take care of you, don’t you?” Rafe loosened his hold on your neck and pressed you against the island counter, “need someone to be your daddy?”
Your hands flew to his chest as you brought him impossibly closer, his lips sucked your skin with bruising force. You opened your mouth as he slipped his fingers inside.
“Suck.” He commanded and you listened. Spit gathering on your lips as he kneed your legs apart and lifted you up on the counter.
“Need daddy to help you? Fill you up with my cum?” His dirty words made your cunt twitch as he started toying the end of your skirt. Your thighs dampened as he trailed his thick fingers along your flesh, his fingers grazing the wet patch of your underwear.
You started grinding to give any friction against your arousal as he apparently changed his mind and threw you to the ground by underneath your arms. Rafe gestured to the crotch of his pants. “Consider this your first payment, baby. You ever done this before?”
You shakily remained silent as he huffed an amused laugh.
“Really? A girl who’s such a perv that she’s willing to fuck someone giving her money? Never would have guessed. I guess I’ll be nice and help you.”
Rafe undressed his lower half, his cock leaked with precum and he took your hand. “Swipe it with your thumb, get it all wet.” His massive hand compared to yours was almost comical as he grabbed the back of your head.
“Open your mouth, princess. And remember to breathe through your nose.”
After that, he silenced whatever worries you had by shoving his dick forward. You run your tongue along the thick underside, lessening some of the heavy weight by massaging with your hand. You took the tip through your mouth, shoving down any nerves as you sucked. Rafe bobbed your head up and down as he pushed you further, your head bouncing as your eyes squeezed shut.
“No, no, open your slutty eyes and look at me.” He growled. He leaned over the arch of the space between the counter and where you sank on your knees. The skin of his cock was supple as you continued aiding with your hand. It was hot to the touch.
“Good fucking girl. Maybe I’ll reward you by fucking your pussy.” He started thrusting and hitting the back of your throat. “Breathe. Breathe through your nose.” He wiped a few tears away with his thumb as you listened to him.
You knew he was getting closer as he stopped talking, his breathing heavier as he moved your head. His cum spilled inside your mouth, as he released you and you coughed.
“Not bad for your first time. We’re gonna practice some more.” Rafe smirked as his face was flushed and his fist flexed.
He moved on top of you on the floor, hiking up your skirt and ripping off your panties. He spread apart your wet cunt and dipped his middle finger inside your clenching entrance. “You’re such a whore. Never done any of this and you’re already gonna cum. Should have known you’d be daddy’s cum slut.”
Rafe yanked your legs apart, and spit on your pussy. “Not that it needed it, but I’m gonna be a little more kind to you.” You shrieked as he grabbed your jaw.
“Are you on birth control?”
“No.” You quickly answered. “Never-never needed-“
“Good. And you’re not going to. Got it?” Rafe moaned as he pushed his tip in your pussy, “fuck you’re so tight.”
You winced from discomfort but then his knuckles hit your clit, aiding to relieve your tension as he circled them. “Gonna make you mine. Take you away from all that shit.” He grunted as he pushed further.
Rafe let you wrap your arms around his neck as he thrusted.
“Tell daddy you like it.”
“I like it.” You sobbed as he moved harder. “I like it, daddy.”
It was slightly shameful how quickly you came all over him and spilled onto your legs. Rafe also came again and you felt it inside you. He was serious about no protection.
He stayed for a few seconds before getting up. And pulling his pants back on. He extended his hand and pulled you up. You knew you were a sight to be seen, fucked out eyes and messy hair. You just lost your virginity to Rafe Cameron.
You cleared your throat and watched him sweep his eyes over your face. “So. My dad?”
He shrugged. “He’s already out.”
You paled. “What?”
“I posted bail a few minutes before you got here. But as for his job, you’re gonna have to work harder than that. I have conditions.”
“But I already said-“
“More than just fucking you, baby girl. I own you now. You are mine and no one gets to even think about fucking you. I will cross any line you make to keep me away. And if you try, I will punish you.”
“I didn’t do anything wrong.” You whimpered as he loomed over you.
“And?” He mocked. “You already agreed. You need me. Don’t you?” He cupped your jaw. Tightly but not as harsh.
“Yeah.” You leaned in to his touch. Your defenses are completely down. You needed care. You were always working. Always cleaning up after someone’s mess. And now…he was going to take care of you.
And either make your daddy issues better.
Or worse.
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Obey me characters but I'm projecting AGAIN
Satan, on baaad days, is hyper aware of himself. Like if he sits somewhere for five minutes, he'll feel his butt get really itchy. This, obviously, has caused some problems, so sometimes the brothers will see Satan angrily pacing and reading. Asmo has tried to curb the problem by buying Satan special underwear, but nothing works.
"Satan, why are you pacing like that? Why don't you sit down?"
"I want to!"
"And why aren't you?"
"Because my butt will get itchy again, you don't understand"
The brothers understand more than they used to, but it's still weird to see Satan angrily pacing because his ass got too itchy for him to sit.
Despite being a demon, Belphie gets really paranoid if he's in a dark space alone. Like really paranoid, due to his sleeping habits this doesn't get to him often but on the chance that it does, it's bad. Like him full on seeing things and thinking things are after him. One time this got so bad he called Beel to come get him. Beel, and on occasion Lucifer, make rounds to make sure Belphie is in a bed or in the vicinity of someone else so his paranoia doesn't get bad. (His time in the attic was bad because of this, Lucifer tried to visit as much as possible, but still was very little.)
Asmo and Satan will have little pillow fights to get their rage out. It's mostly Satan attacking and clawing pillows Asmo needs to toss out. Mammon and Levi have been seen to join too but are put off by Satan's absolute destruction of a pillow. Sometimes Asmo will laugh so hard his arms get weak and he'll let go of a pillow (someone please tell me if that happens to them too), giving Satan the perfect time to attack.
Lucifer has the bad habit of forgetting cups everywhere. If Lucifer has been somewhere, most likely there's a cup left there. His brothers egg on him for this and he always gets a little embarrassed. (This one is based off of my sister ;P she always denies doing it though)
Mammon has stored money in plushies before so if MC hugs a plushie and it makes a crunchy noise he'll be like "There it is!" And he'll reward you for finding it by spending all the money found inside on you.
Mammon, Diavolo, and strangely Beel are hellishly good at Monopoly. Barbatos gets far with his luck and Satan's drive to win against Lucifer also gets him far. Mammon always tries to get the railroads while Diavolo aims for the ones people land on the most and bulks it up. One time Diavolo and Mammon had set up a death trap with the light blue and pink spaces since Diavolo had bought both color spaces and Mammon had all railroads, so even if you missed Diavolo's spaces, there was still the chance you'd have to pay 200 anyway.
Solomon will also make deals constantly that will either put him or the other person in massive debt later down the line. Most of the times Mammon has lost has been due to Solomon fucking him up.
Asmo is really into bracelet making. Shmiles
Levi has a track record of losing his earbuds so that's why he always wears his headphones.
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SKZ Sub!Felix x Dom!FTM Reader
Summary: You are both roommates, you are stressed and need some relief and Felix being the best man he is, helps you by asking him for help.
Theme: Smut, is kinda short, comedy, fluff, kinda cringe
Warning: You don't have a bottom surgery however it is called a 'Dick'. Mentions of your dick being as Folds/Core but not as much. Practically Felix giving you a mighty good stress relief head and handjob. Kinda lazy but not...the grammar might be very bad. It's practically just Felix giving you oral, a handjob, and the end. You called him a good boy a few times. Hair pull and Head control (Felix receiving)
(This is all for fanfic, not real, yeah)
Author note: I finally made and posted something after all of these years...
please like, reblog, or/and comment on feedback etc
College was stressing you out; it was your junior year of college, and finals were coming up. You spend your days cramped in your room studying besides stepping out to get something to eat while your roommate, Felix, sits on the couch eating popcorn while watching his fifth movie, not bothered to notice your presence, not like you care anyway.
You and Felix have been roommates for 2–3 years; technically, You both are best friends. You both thought living in an apartment together would be fun so you both did exactly that, sharing half of the money to pay the rent.
He knew you were a transgender man when you first came out to him around your freshman year, giving him a heads up just in case he wanted to switch roommates; however, Felix stayed, not caring about gender, sexuality, etc. He was honestly chill with it, so you both got along right away, along with your hobbies and interests.
You wasted your hours writing notes, reading, and not giving a single break, making you stressed and in need of relief.
So, you pause the alarm as you lean back from your chair, staring at the ceiling, sighing from the headache that is making you rub circles on the sides of your forehead, hoping the ache can disappear.
“I need to get laid.” You whispered to yourself as you looked down at your shorts, having the urge to just touch yourself—something to release the stress—so you did. You rubbed the lining of your boxers where your dick was feeling a bit of pleasure, filling your body and making you sigh.
It wasn’t much, it wasn’t enough; you needed more, but that’s all you got. You continued until Felix, the gentleman he is, barged into your room without even knocking as he stared at you in quite shock.
You stopped what you were doing as you stared back, looking at him with a huge, concerned expression on your face.
“Felix, first of all...”
“I am so so so so sorry! It’s just that the movie I watched pissed me off, and I had to rant to someone, so I thought it was a good idea to rant it out to you since you are here and doing work, so I thought, ” Felix rambles while blushing furiously as he tries not to look at where your hand is placed.
“Okay, Felix, first of all, please stop talking.” Felix immediately obeys, shutting his mouth as he just slowly blinks at you.
“2nd, you should've knocked; you never know what I'm doing.”
Felix frowns a bit as he looks to the side as he gets scolded by you.
“3rd, since you are here, I do need help.” Now that caught Felix's attention as he looked back at you, processing what you meant as he slowly turned red again.
“You want my help? I- uhh…” He stutters, causing you to just laugh at his sputtering.
“Come on, Felix, I know you want to at least touch me. Do you think I haven't noticed the way you looked at me or around my ex-lovers every time they kissed me? You bet you even wish you were them…”
“But better.”
You looked at Felix as he stared at you, licking his lips.
“Yes, maybe. If you help me, that is... Unless you can’t prove it, then that's fine. I'll find another way.”
Felix quickly shakes his head as he walks up to you, getting on his knees as he looks up at you for your permission to continue.
You nodded as you felt his hands reach through your shorts, pulling them down. He notices how wet you are from your boxers as he licks his lips one more time, his fingers teasing the lining of your dick, which causes you to shimmer in his touch.
“Come on, Felix, be a good boy for me. I’m desperate and in need of relief, you know that?” Felix blushes again at the pet name you have given him as he just nods, grabbing onto your boxers, pulling them down, and finally revealing your wet dick.
Felix gulps as he brings back his fingers and starts touching around the wet folds, then to your sensitive dick from all of the rubbings you did. You moaned slightly, biting your lip as you stared down at the man, touching and touching.
His fingers rubbed your dick up and down, giving you a handjob. As his other hand moves his hair away, he gets ready to suck you off, but it keeps on coming back to the front, irritating the poor man.
So, being the nice roommate you are, you grabbed onto his hair and pulled back for him, almost taking control of his head. He moans from the stretch of his hair as he mumbles a ‘thank you’.
You felt his head leaning in from you, holding his hair in place, reaching through your dick, giving it a few kitty licks until he finally opened his mouth wider as he sucked your dick, making you moan, finally feeling the relief you needed.
He was trying to multitask with his fingers rubbing your dick and his head giving you a good suck.
His eyes were staring up at you, moaning from the pleasure that he was giving you, and he even felt himself getting confident from his actions, as he had never had sex before or something like this, so he was happy to see you enjoying it.
Your bottom hips move as you feel the sudden urge to take control of his head, wanting him to go faster, so you do.
Firstly, you grip his hair, pulling his head back as his tongue was a bit out, staring at you confused, whimpering a bit from the loss of contact with his mouth to your dick.
You smiled as you leaned in, kissing his forehead and then his cheek, praising him for how good he was making him smile.
“Felix, do you mind letting me take control of your head?” Felix shakes his head.
“No, darling, do you ever want, please?” You smiled as you pulled his head back to your dick, feeling his mouth already back into action as you kept his head in there, moving his head around for a bit.
“Just tap my thigh when you need a breather, alright?”
His humming response vibrated through your core, making you moan slightly.
“Fuck, you're so good at this, Felix. I almost feel like you are a natural, just for me. What good you are.
He tapped your thigh for a breather. You pulled his head out to let him breathe as you noticed a bit of a wet spot on his sweatpants.
You smirked, commenting on it, teasing him. "Oh, look, you even came untouched; how cute! Just from all of my praises.
Felix looks away out of embarrassment.
“No need to be embarrassed; it’s cute, like I said. Now, let’s go back; I’m almost there.” Felix nodded as you pushed his head back in.
Felix sucked harder and faster, rubbing your dick at such a quick pace that you almost felt like you were in heaven. It was too good.
“Fuck, fuck~ Felix, I’m about to come!” You moaned as you tried to pull his head back, but he wouldn’t budge. He continued until you came.
Felix pulled back a bit, as some of the substance was on his face. He licks around as he stares at the state you are in.
You sighed, feeling your legs twitch a bit.
“Did I do good?”
You nodded as you took the tissue that was on your desk and wiped its face off.
“You did so well; I'm so proud of you. You are better than my exes.” You smiled as you gave him more kisses. “Thank you, Felix.”
“You’re welcome!”
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Oh thank youu so much ^^
My request:
May i request the demon bro's (+side charac except luke) reacting to them walking on reader changing
If you don't feel comfortoble with that heres an another one!^^
Second request:
A Reader who is can turn into a Sheep, How would the demon brothers react?
(+side characters)
(I did this at 3:16 AM lol)
Obey Me! Characters reacting to them walking on MC changing
Obey Me! Brothers x GN!reader
Warnings: my bad grammar, suggestive, I'm sleep deprived don't judge me
Genre: crack
A/N: I'm gonna post the side characters in another post and I might do the second request, not really sure yet but yeah this turned out way longer that I thought it would but Enjoy!!
The side characters
M.list
Lucifer
The brothers were once again on his last fucking nerve
Lets be honest, when are they not? But today was just a particualrly annoying day for the demon
What better way to de-stress than spending some time with his favourite human?
Rip MC's legs
Anyway, he's making his way to your room, mumbling under his breath about how he is gonna wring Mammon's neck.
He always knocks. He's proper. But this time it kinda slipped his mind and he just walked right in
Didn't even notice you were changing at first
So you're just standing there half naked like wha-
The moment he looks up at you, realizes you're naked, he closes that door so fast
Cause no, he can't have you seeing him flustered, his pride won't let him
After a few moments, cue slow opening door
This time Lucifer comes in with that smirk
"MC might I suggest locking the door from now on? Wouldn't want anyone else seeing you like this, would you now darling?"
Once again rip, i'll pray for you
Mammon
Now, he never knocks...like ever.
Why should he? The Great Mammon should be welcomed to see his human whenever he wants
So there he goes, happily running to your room to tell you about his plan on how he'll steal the money from the Demon Lord's castle and be rich forever
You know? Everyday stuff
You're just minding your own thing, changing, chilling
And in bursts this stupid fucking idiot that you love unfortunately cause you're a moronsexual
The second he sees you, he's screaming
And now you're screaming
He's screaming more
You scream louder, for some reason?
Now who hears this? Everyone
And now who else is bursting into your room cause of the screams? You guessed it! Everyone
Lucifer is annoyed, Levi is LOLOLOL- ing, Satan is rolling his eyes, Asmo is squealing cause someone is naked, Beel's covering his eyes while carrying Belphie
All while you're still there half naked
Mammon finally comes to his tsundere senses
"OI EVERYONE GET OUT! ASMO GET AWAY FROM MC"
Once everyone leaves, Mammon is at it again
"YOU CAN'T JUST CHANGE IN A PLACE LIKE THIS, HUMAN"
"I'M IN MY ROOM"
Leviathan
This ain't happening cause he never getting outta that room
Okay okay lets say, he is going to your room to show either his new Ruri chan figurines or to tell you the plot of "I work in a small cozy bakery and I get this customer who is really handsome and mysterious and I nearly get mugged but that handsome mysterious starnger saves me and in a shocking plot twist I accidentally find out he is a vampire, now i'm stuck between a vampire and human war"
That got out of hand
Anyway, Levi is naruto running through the hallways to your room cause the more he stays outside, there is a higher risk of encountering normies
So he's excited as hell (pun intended), so he just forgets that there is something called knocking
Here he comes, bursting into your room like a great beacon of anime
And you're there.....in your underwear changing
The great beacon of anime pauses
The great beacon of anime dies
No, he literally gets a nosebleeds, screeches like a banshee, falls unconsious on the floor
Now you're panicking, thinking he's dead
So you quickly put on some clothes, crouch down to check on Levi
He wakes up, sees your face so close to him, faints
He didn't come out of his room for a month after that
Satan
Now he knocks always cause that is just decent manner
He was just too excited this time that he forgot
You can't blame him, he read a really interesting book and the first thing he thought was to tell you about it
He also a really cute cat today!
A CAT!!
He has every reason to be bursting with excitement
And so he enters you room
Looking down at his book
Begining to talk about it-
He looks up
He freezes
For a second though, cause as soon as it registers to him that you're half naked, he whips around so fast-
Of course he'll keep his back turned to you while you quickly put on some clothes
We stan gentleman Satan in this blog
Once you announce that you've changed, he just casually turns around, clears his throat, and starts talking his book
Acts like that didn't happen
Satan on the outside: calm, quiet, talking softly about books and cats
Satan on the inside: fuck fuck fuck fuck
But there will be a light coat of blush spread on his cheeks the entire time
Always knocks every time from now
Asmodeus
Asmo: knocking? Whats that? Never heard of it
He has, he is just a little shit
So he's skipping to your room, lastest Devildom magazines in his hand
He just wanted to show you his photos there
I mean who wouldn't be happy to see pictures of the fabulous moi ♥︎♥︎
Walks right in the room
Squeals in a really high pitched voice
Rip eardrums
"MC I LOVE THAT NEW UNDERWEAR YOU LOOK SO BEAUTIFUL"
Falls glamourously in your bed and stars planning on how you should go shopping together next time so that you could have matching outfits
While you're just there trying to cover yourself up, he pouts at that obviously
"MC its not like I haven't seen you already"
If you're already in a relationship, cool
If you're not, sir what- 😃
Get a restraining order
Beelzebub
*sigh* sweet sweet Beel
The most sanest out of them all
Luke and Barbatos had just dropped off some cupcakes and other sweet treats they had made
Beel was over the moon
He just wanted to share it with you, so there he goes, on the way to your room
Food in his arms, frosting covering his chin adorably from already having eaten half the food
He couldn't help it
I would say Beel does knock before entering but he just sometimes forgets when he is too distracted with food
This was one of those times
So he goes in, chewing on some food
And poor you were there changing, your back turned to the door
As soon as he saw that you were lacking some clothes
He choked
He blushed a bright red, immediately turning away
As he waited for you to put something on, he just stuttered out a apology
He feel really bad
After you tell him its okay, he just goes to offer food to you with a blush on his cheeks
He's such a sweetheart
God bless Beel
Wait no-
Belphegor
Honestly
HONESTLY
I don't think he even cares that much
He was just heading to your room to take a nap with you cause you're his favourite cuddle buddy next to Beel, who was busy eating away every food in some restaurant and giving them a crisis
He's too tired to knock, why bother right?
So he just gets in your bed, pulls you down with him, cuddles you and goes to sleep
You're now trapped in his arms forever
If you get flustered about it, his inner little shit comes out
And he takes that chance to tease you
Tease you ENDLESSLY
But yeah he doesn't care much
Though you should start caring, cause now you're trapped in his arms for Diavolo knows how long
Good luck MC
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I once had a dream where Obey Me Lucifer and this random woman who was a painter had a slow burn romance. Like he legit busted into her house one day due to a teleportation prank caused by Satan (or mammon? Can't remember) Basically she demands that Lucifer act as her model for a while since he accidentally destroyed one of her paintings. I don't remember why he agreed. Dream logic I guess.
Anyways he ends up spending over a month with her as she got to use him as her model. Their relationship turned from slightly aggravated to good acquaintances by the end of it as they learned more about each other. Eventually, she says his debt is paid off and he is free to return home.
A few years later they meet each other again at an Art Gallery. They have a weirdly cute interaction where Lucifer is disguised for some reason and asks about the model. In a coy, I'm going to ask questions about it anyway. There the woman admits that he was the most beautiful man she'd ever painted. Her worst mistake was ever letting him go.
Idk what happened next unfortunately. Cut to years later, they reunite at a high class party. She's a middle-aged now but a successful artist who has raked in a large amount of money. Lucifer and her have a discussion on the balcony as the reminisce about the old times, so very long ago.
Here, he confesses to his growing attraction to her. She painfully points out that he had always been slow to move, even during his modeling years. The woman had feelings for him since the moment she saw him but knew better than to expect him to return those affections. And now he suddenly was? It was almost unfair.
She told him she had spent half her life pining for him, and was too afraid to spend the rest of her life pining for a demon who would never truly look her way.
Then it ended and left me on a cliff hanger so I was pissed.
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yeaaaah dom camboy dazai time
he likes to spend a good first portion of his stream warming up his viewers, using his voice to direct them to do exactly what he wants in the rhythms he commands. he knows with how he whispers into the microphone and the tone he uses all low and seductive.
he adores seeing the messages in chat about how he's the only one who can make someone cum, how he's the best on the website to cause people to orgasm. seeing the donations for stupid amounts of money that ask him to do things for the camera. he's never one to obey immediately, trying to coax another sum of cash.
then he notices you in his stream. just an unusually polite message asking him to guide you to an orgasm, nothing unusual for him though it's nice to see one that respects him as a human. he asks your name to make it more personal, chuckling to himself as he slips a comment in about if you're sure, cause there'll be no going back when you get one of *his* guidances.
he smiles as your messages appear, telling him it feels good, that he's helping you a bunch. he can't help but to get handsy with himself, slightly changing the LED colour of the room to stroke his cock to the camera. he knows he has a pretty one anyway.
the dirty talk is *sinful*, constantly commenting on how you should time yourself with how he jerks himself, that you should imagine its him inside you, him making you feel good. his hands wrapped around your neck, stuff like that. he notices when your messages have more time between them, but he considers that a good sign.
he'll spend a while chatting with you in every stream, always teasing you with that voice of his. the remarks of 'did I have that much of an effect on you, bella? you're making me blush.'. he likes it when you tell him that he made you feel the best, that he guides you better then anyone.
before he knows it those chat messages are becoming video calls, private chat logs, and soon enough a face to face. he'd never tell you he changed his setup knowing you'd find your way into his bed on a stream, but he has a hunch you know anyway. you would've memorised the reflection of his old ringlight in comparison to what you look into when you're being fucked from behind, surely.
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DELICIOUS AS USUALLLLLL
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Au- Diana gets a premonitive dream about her baby's future and decides to run away to keep baby Athy safe from Claude.
Oh, I love that one.
1 - During a dream, Diana gets all the spoilers for Lovely Princess and nopes out so hard of the palace that Claude is very surprised when he finds her gone and nowhere to be found in the morning, with a note telling him not to look for her.
2 - Claude doesn't obey her wishes. Claude doesn't only look for her, there is a manhunt for her in the entire empire so I guess Diana spends her eight remaining months of pregnancy abroad. And since I am not interested in an AU where Athanasia is left all alone, I suppose that Diana pulled through but don't ask me how.
3 - Athanasia is still a reincarnator but very relieved to be raised by her beautiful mom and away from the dad that will eventually get her killed. He can have Jeanette as long as she keeps Diana!
4 - The problems start when young Athanasia realizes that Diana and her don't have much money. Maybe there is something else that causes sudden financial strain. In any case, Athanasia somehow gets the ability to create portals early and, what a coincidence, she ends up in a place full of gold trinkets. She pillages the ruby palace for three months until Claude catches her and jumps through her portal.
5 - That's one hell of a way for Diana and Claude to reunite. The first thing Claude does is to point at Baby Athanasia and says "That's a thief!" Diana is very tired.
+1 - Athanasia, despite being an adult, is a little jealous of the time her mother is spending with Claude.
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PLEaSE ANSWER MY REQUEST I’m begging…….
can I request a toxic stepsis Vanessa taking you in because Steve kicked you out and she’s supper in your business like having cameras everywhere in her apartment making you sleep with her in her bed smut ect….. please I’ve sent in a lot I know but I’m begging 🥲🥲🥲
Toxic!Stepsis!Vanessa X Reader. Kicked out.
TW: toxic relationship, dubcon, noncon.
“ I’m done with you! Get your shit and get out of my house! “
“ It’s not your house! It’s my mother’s! You have no say here!! “
You and William had been in a yelling match for a hour, and he finally broke. Your mother stayed out of it, she dint have any say on what he did
“ If you’re not out by tonight then I’ll drag you out of here. Now go! “
You couldn’t argue, you simply turned and ran up to your room. You were raged, but scared overall. Where would you go? You didn’t have any friends to spend a night at, and not enough money for a motel room, no family was close enough to go. As you folded up clothes you knew you only had one person to go to. Her.
You called Vanessa, putting her on speaker as you continued packing.
“ hello? “
“ h-hey..Vanessa…I need some help? “
You could hear her sighing, and hear a blinker go off. She must be driving.
“ what happened now y/n. I’m not made of money. “
“ William…d-dad kicked me out. I just need a place to stay till I can g-get a steady job. Will you please come pick me up..? “
Vanessa clicked her tounge, hearing her blinker go off again. She went silent for a bit, before she answered.
“ I’m comming Y/n. But don’t think that I’m just gonna do this without any form of payment. We’ll talk better when I get you. I’ll be there in 10. Love youuu “
“ yeah yeah..i love you too. “
You sighed, you knew she’d tell you that you’d have to beg a job, and pay rent or something. Maybe she’d make you be like an indentured servant to her. Whatever it was, it was a place to sleep.
*~*
Vanessa has got you, her dad was less than pleased, but she somehow got him to calm down. You had two backpacks of clothes and your stuff in the back. The ride was silent, you were scared to break the silence, you didn’t want her to yell.
“ living with me is a privilege. I own this apartment, I own the whole building, people pay me rent. “
“ arnt you a cop? Why do you need all this money?? “
“ because keeping the building in shape costs a lot. Not like you know anything about his to spend money. Now. When you live with me, you’ll obey my rules, and the tenets rules “
You groaned, but don’t argue with her. You couldn’t risk getting tossed out onto the street now.
“ I’m giving you a week to atleast get an interview down. And when you do have a job you’ll be paying a slight rent. Cause I’m sure you’ll be eating all my food and using my bathroom “
“..fine alright..anything else? “
“ yes. My room is laced with cameras, so if you think you can get away with anything you won’t be. If I find out you break anything I’m charging you for it. “
You stifle your groan again, simply just looking out your window. You had finally pulled up to the building, it was a big place, you had visited once before for a dinner. It was fancier on the window than out, she really was fixing it up.
“ oh, and last rule. You’ll be sleeping with me in my bed. All set? Let’s go in. “
You shot up out of your seat, rearing your head towards her. She was already out and heading inside. You quickly got out and grabbed your bags, following her inside.
“ what do you mean I’m sleeping with you?? “
“ I never said that. I said your sleep with me in my bed “
“ that’s the same fucking thing!! “
She didn’t answer you, and you followed her upstaires to the top level. She opened her door for you, and you waltzed in. The place was massive. With beautiful white walls and blue decor everywhere.
“ it’s the penthouse of the building. All the other rooms are about half this size. Who knows, maybe you’ll hold a job long enough to live in a open apartment “
“ it’s beautiful Vanessa….where can I put my stuff? “
“ I have a spare closet in my room I only use for clothes. You can put your bags in there. I’m starting dinner soon, you can help me out. Last thing sweetheart.“
You looked back over at her, as she fixed your hair by running her fingers through it.
“ when your here, your My property. I like to own my things, so when your under my roof, your mine. Am I understood? “
“ yes maam… “
“ good. When your done come help me cook.
You rolled your eyes slightly, and headed into the bedroom. It was certainly large enough for both of you, the bed was practically half the size of the room. You opened the closet, putting your bags in it, digging through one to find a small plush you had brought. It was a little ginger tabby cat, you carried it out and placed it in the empty bedside table.
You headed into the kitchen, watching Vanessa dig through the fridge. You akwardly waited for some form of instructions, you’d never really cooked with your mom, she always insisted on doing the cooking for you.
“ peel potatoes, there on the counter. And for fucks sake please don’t cut your finger off. Knifes are in the second draw near me “
You nodded, quickly shuffling to the draw. You pulled out a simple knife. You grabbed a potato , very gently rinsing it off, before carefully peeling the skin. Your movements were quick but cautious, as you moved onto the next potato.
“ mmm, not bad princess. Keep this up and maybe I’ll pay you too cook. “
“ nessy please…don’t call me that, we’re sisters. “
Vanessa came up behind you, gently grinding against your rear. You didn’t stop her, you hated to admit how good it felt.
“ Step, Sisters dear. Mm…god I could take a bite out of you…”
You moaned slightly, pushing back against Vanessa. She chuckled, walking back to her work. You finish up with your potatoes and sighed. Living with her would be great, just great.
*~*
“ Y/N did you really bring a stuffed animal? Out of everything you could bring you bring a toy? “
“ it reminds me of home. “
“ pathetic. “
You laid on your side of the bed, holding the cat close to you. Vanessa walked in from the bathroom, she was wearing a tight set of navy blue silk pajamas.
“ look at that, you still look like a cop even when you sleep. “
“ shut it. “
Vanessa laid besides you, spooning your back. Her arms were tightly wrapped around your waist as she nuzzled against you.
“ you need more cuddles princess? To get rid of that attitude~ “
“ leave me alone. “
Vanessa let out a ‘ Hmpf ‘ before rolling over. You snuggled into your plush, letting yourself drift asleep.
*~*
Vanessa’s fingers was burried into cunt, everything felt warm and fuzzy as you thrusted yourself against her hands.
“ n-nessy…nessy m-more…”
Vanessa mouth moved, but not a single word came out. You blinked slightly, trying to make out her face, before feeling yourself being shook awake.
“ dreaming about something sweeteheart? “
“ A-ah! Vanessa! What the hell!!
You finally gained knowledge of what happened, you had dreamed about her, another wet dream about you stepsister. You groaned, laying head down into the pillow.
“ you sounded like you where having fun. ‘ more Vanessa~ I need more~ ‘ I must of been fucking you good huh~? “
“ fuck off! I hate having those dreams. “
You felt her scoot closer to you. You groaned, and sat up, looking at her. Her blue eyes glared into yours, and she was wearing that smirk you hated.
“ you’ve had more dreams like that? “
“ y-yeah..”
“ dreams where i finger you? And what..do you wake up…disappointed~? “
You squeezed your plush, glancing around the room. Youd do anything to just disappear from here right now.
“ y-yeah….i-i never get long enough into them to cum…”
“ poor girl…left so denied by your own body..”
You felt her hand move up your leg and onto your thigh, the only thing keeping her out was a thin pair of sleep shorts.
“ t-then I can never make myself cum afterwards…”
“ oh darling…well..I’m right here now. Do you…want me to help you~? “
“…….p..please do…”
Vanessa gave a light chuckle, before pressing her hand against your clothed pussy. You blushed, and pulled her against you slightly, kissing her gently, almost trying to encourage her to do more.
“ mm yeah..you wanna be my bitch y/n? You want your big stepsis to ruin your pretty holes~ “
“ y-yes…yes I want to be touched…I-i wanna be fucked by my big sister. P-please nessy…”
She kissed you back almost aggressively, dragging her hands down your waist, pulling down your shorts to reveal your pink lace panties. You moaned into her kiss, trying to get her in you faster.
“ gentle baby. You’ll get what you deserve soon dear. If I just made you cum quickly it wouldn’t be any fun. Lay back…I wanna have some fun too~ “
You laid back in the bed, letting Vanessa pull up your shirt to let your gentle breast hang out. She gently kissed each one of them before stripping off her own pants and panties, and positioned herself above your face.
“ you gonna be a good girl and eat me out? “
“ yes Vanessa…I-I’ll be a good girl…”
She smirked, slowly lowering herself onto your mouth. You hesitated to taste her, but her eyes practically controlled you. You began to let your tongue drag across her folds, trying to fuck her with your tounge. She would jump herself on your face, letting out moans and whimpering everytime her clit rubbed against your nose.
“ y-yeah my pretty little sister eating m-me out like it’s all s-she can do…”
You gripped her thighs to keep her close, yours eyes rolled back from her taste alone. Vanessa leaned back, holding herself up by grabbing your thighs for support.
“ fucking w-whore…that’s what you are…m-makeking me..act like this, making me want you…making me cum…I-i…oh just keep going y/n~! “
, she was trying to keep up the authoritative act, you knew it, but your mouth was just too good, you’d make her melt whenever you pressed your tounge against her clit. Her humps would speed up, and her grip on your legs would wobble, before she let out one final cry, collapsing backwards into your legs.
“ o-oh…oh fuck…your…you did such a..such a good job I…”
“ h-hehe…nessy…I-is it my turn to cum now..? “
She smirked, slowly sitting up and sitting besides you. You knew she was planning something, and you knew it wouldn’t be nice.
“ I’m a-awfully tired from that orgism baby…but..you can ride my fingers while I watch~ “
“ but y-you said you’d make me-! “
“ I said I would help you cum, not do it for you….if you want a Orgsim that bad you can ride my fingers…”
You let out a whine, before nodding. She laid out her right hand, keeping three fingers upright for you. You blushed, and slowly slid yourself onto them, crying out in a mix of pain and pleasure.
“ s-so much Vanessa….s’to much…”
“ take it. “
You didn’t respond, you only met yourself slowly bounce on her fingers, moaning out in a ruined pleasure. You wanted to cry out for her to just take you and fuck you stupid, but you knew it your pushed it she’d stop.
“ look at you…you know exactly how to behave too. What are you, Y/N. When your under my roof what are you to me. “
“ y-your…your property m-maam…”
“ and why are you my property baby. “
“ b-because you l-like to own things…a-and if I’m u-under your roof t-then you own me…”
She pulled your down and kissed your deeply, fucking you quicker with her fingers. She wouldn’t let you go at your own pace, she controled you now, thrusting her fingers into your gentle holes until your broke out into a ruined son of pleasure, you finaly had earned that orgism, before falling backwards into the comfort of the bed.
“ My pretty little toy~ “
She missed your again, pulling out of you and fixed you to lay under the blankets. She handed you your stuffed cat, and you immediately snuggled into her, one hand around her waist
“ my pretty little sister…I love you~ “
“ I-i….i love you too sis..”
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Content warning: contains an instance of felching and incestuous undertones.
"So, Nico, you can't even handle taking money from old man Smith? Pathetic." I look up and can't move. I've been tied to a wooden chair as the boss' son glares down at me, his barrel chest almost blocking out the only lamp hanging from the basement ceiling.
"Daniel, please, I—" I start, but he interrupts me.
"You're making me look bad, Nico. I don't like disappointing my father." He raises his leg and puts his shoe on the chair, just above my shoulder before pushing it, sending it and me crashing to the ground. He walks around to me. "I might as well get something out of this." My mouth opens but no words come out as I watch Daniel unfasten his belt and his jeans fall to the ground. He slips off his briefs and slaps his dick on my cheek. I look at it for a moment before I open my mouth and let it slip in.
"Yeah, that's it, slobber on my knob," he grunts as he forces his thick 8-inch cock further down my throat. I can feel a few drops of pre trickling down my esophagus. "This is all you're good for, isn't it?" he snarls as he repeatedly stabs the back of my throat with his meat. He thrusts in deep and I look up, tears forming in my eyes. He's panting lightly, his eyes scrunched in concentration, and his blue shirt is starting to get stained around his pits.
"That's what you should do from now on: make me feel good," spits Daniel. "Take it, take it all!" he roars as he goes all the way in, and I can feel the rhythmic pulsing from the underside of his cock pressing against my tongue as he deposits his cum down my throat. Not wanting to upset him any further I suppress my urge to gag and do my best to swallow it all. He moans in pleasure as he feels my throat grip on him before he withdraws his dick. He spends a minute panting before he sets the chair upright and unties me.
Daniel crouches down to my eye level and gets into my face. I can feel the warm air from his nostrils brush down across my cheeks. "Get out, bitch," he says menacingly. "I don't want to see your face for a week, understand?" He flings open the door and leaves. I wearily get up on my feet and leave the estate. I find a nearby phone booth and call a friend to crash at. As I walk down the street, I can't get the image of his stern, hard brown eyes out of my mind. It was a sheer display of power and intimidation that caused my heart to flutter in excitement.
Three days later, I'm walking down the street when a sleek black Rolls-Royce passes by me before stopping a few meters ahead. One of the rear windows rolls down and as I walk by a deep voice calls out. "You are Nico Rossi, yes?" I glance back and involuntarily jump a little.
Sitting in the back is a rugged man nearing his mid-50s. Broad-shouldered, solid chest, and a glance that said to everyone he meant business. However, what sticks out to me is his striking resemblance to someone I know very well. "Don Angelo!" I blurt out.
"It is getting very cold," he says to me in accented English. "Please, come in." He gestures to the door. I pull on it and it opens effortlessly. "Come, sit next to me," he commands in a gentle tone. I obey without a second thought as the door closes behind me. The crisp evening air gives way to a still warmth. "Andiamo," he calls out to the driver. The car begins to move.
"Thank you very much for letting me in, sir," I say haltingly. I've never met the man in person.
"Do not mention it," he replies. "Your mother, bless her soul, had asked me to look over you if anything happened to her. You are alright?"
"I am okay, uh, sir. I was just headed back to my friend's place for the night." He raises an eyebrow.
"Oh? I thought you were living under my son's roof as you are one of his men." A statement; not a question.
"I wa– I am! He just didn't want to see me for a while because I'm a disappointment." The last word rings hollow in the confines of the car. "I couldn't get money from someone so he threw me out for a bit."
"I see. I will need to have a talk with my son soon. I thought coming to this country would give him opportunities..." Don Angelo's eyebrows furrow and he looks frustrated.
"Oh, there is no need!" I say, flustered. "He just has high standards for his men. I... I just don't meet them."
"My son is showing that he does not know who his men are," he says coldly. He raises his arm and pats my head. "You are a kind soul, Nico. I expected you to do something like helping my son manage documents and such. If you would like, I can release you from his service."
"That is kind of you, sir, but I want to make him happy. He really looks up to you." My cheeks grow warm and I turn away from him.
"Is something the matter?" he asks me.
"No, not at all, sir," I reply, a little too hastily. "Daniel, er, your son really looks like you is all." His hand drifts from the top of my head to around my shoulder.
"Ever since his mother died he has been looking for me to guidance. He chuckles before lowering his voice. "You are very devoted to him, are you not?"
"Oh, yes! Er, not as much as to you, of course," I hastily correct myself.
"Oh?" He presses his fingers to my chin and forces me to look at him again as he breaks into a playful smile. "Then perhaps you will have to demonstrate it to me." He looks out the window. "We have arrived. Nico, open the door, would you?"
I open the car door to a large building. Not quite a mansion, but a building almost the size of a Broadway theater that is somewhat secluded from the rest of the city. Out of the corner of my eye I catch Don Angelo speaking with one of the guards, but what he's saying is beyond me.
"Come, Nico," he calls out without turning to me. He leads me up a flight of stairs to his office. It's well-furnished, with a large leather armchair placed behind a mahogany desk. He sinks into the chair and places an elbow on an armrest, watching me with a cocked head as he places his other hand on his knee. "So, show me your devotion," he says to me. I walk in front of him and get onto one knee.
"Yes, sir," I say. I take his hand and kiss the back of it. He continues to watch me as he raises one of his feet and slowly presses it into my crotch.
"Is that as far as your devotion goes?" he teases. "For tonight, you may touch me as you like. There's no need to be afraid, Nico." I swallow nervously and nod as I stand up. I lower my head and kiss him on the cheek once before planting my lips on his. As I explore his mouth I can taste the lingering tobacco on his breath. After I take my shirt off I go to take his off, struggling to get both pieces off as they were clinging tightly to his physique. There's a moment where I take in his lightly-hirsute torso before I use my tongue to explore each crevice. He lets out a low rumble of pleasure as I work my way down.
As I start to undo Don Angelo's belt, he rises from the chair and leans against the edge of the table. I continue to disrobe him as I pull his pants down, revealing a large bulge straining to break free of the boxers it's trapped in. As I pull the boxers down, his cock springs out, 10 inches long and thick. A bead of precum is already forming from his cockslit. I lick it off and slowly lower my jaw to accommodate its entry. "Take it easy, Nico," he tells me. "Not many have been able to take all of it at once." I slowly cram the first 3 inches down my throat and begin to suck.
I gradually swallow more of his cock down my throat and pick up speed. The accents of salt become more pronounced on my tongue as I wrap it around the shaft. My jaw starts to ache, and I release it, slightly panting for air. "Relax," Don Angelo says to me. "Let's try this instead." He stands me up and gently pushes me onto the table faceup. He picks up my legs and rests them on his shoulders before grabbing his cock and rubbing it over my hole. "I'll go slow," he reassures me as he pushes lightly against my ass. I try and relax as much as I can, but as his head makes its way in I fail to hold back tears and a whimper of pain.
"Shh, shh, it's okay," Don Angelo consoles me. He caresses my cheek as he inches further into me. He's about two-thirds of the way in when he stops. "I'm going to start moving now." He slowly withdraws his cock until only the head remains in me before plunging it back in. Gradually picking up speed, my whimpers graduate into moans as he eventually goes balls-deep into me, rubbing my prostate. "That's it, you're doing so well," he says between grunts. "Do you like it?"
"I feel so... good!" The last word comes out in a strained falsetto as one of his thrusts sends shivers of pleasure up my spine and causes my eyes to roll back in ecstasy.
"Come here," Don Angelo says as he wedges his hands between my back and the desk. Taking his cue I reach up and wrap my hands around the back of his neck as he lifts me up. He palms my ass cheeks as he slides me down on his dick before lifting me back up with imperceptible effort, save for the sweat on both of our bodies.
After two minutes of nonstop fucking his breathing grows laboured. "Ah, Nico! I'm—" Before he can finish his sentence, he lets out a long, drawn-out moan as I feel his cock twitch inside me. His legs, as sturdy as tree trunks, begin to quiver and buckle as he falls back into the chair. As my body's weight slams onto his pelvis, his head jerks to look at me with a surprised look before it melts into fulfilled pleasure and lolls backwards, mouth slightly agape. His dick hasn't finished pulsing. Finally getting a break from all the sensations my body was experiencing, I let myself fall onto him, my cheek resting against his clavicle as I try to breathe normally.
A knock on the door brings me back to my senses, and as I try to get off Don Angelo's cock, I hear him say "Enter".
The door opens and I hear a familiar voice say "What the fuck?!" I turn to look and see Daniel, horrified at what he just witnessed. "Nico! You're fucking my father?!" I hurriedly scramble off and cover my semi-hardon.
"It's not what it looks like!" I say, despite fully knowing well that it is exactly what it looks like. Daniel angrily saunters in my direction, clearly with the intent to throttle me.
"Daniel!" barks Don Angelo. "That's enough!"
"You asked for me to come!" he yells, albeit a little more subdued. He turns his attention back on me. "Getting out of my sight wasn't enough?"
"Daniele!" Don Angelo's voice reverberates throughout the room. "Basta." He's gesturing somewhere between my legs. I look down and feel a tiny trickle of the boss' cum running down the inside of my left thigh. "È un regalo per te." Daniel drops his jaw. "Bevi," the boss commands. "Nico, turn around." As I comply, something strikes me as odd about Daniel: did his pants get tighter? Don Angelo has a wry smile on his face. "You don't need to worry about getting cleaned up just yet."
Puzzled, I ask, "What do you mean by—" my question goes unfinished as I feel something crawl up my leg. The sensation it produces is like a feather slowly and lighting going up my spine. Looking down I see the top of Daniel's head under my crotch. "Daniel, oh my—" I gasp as he spreads my cheeks and starts flicking my hole with his tongue.
"Let it out, Nico," Don Angelo tells me. "Slowly." I relax my sphincter. Daniel becomes more ravenous as he starts slurping up his father's cum. His mustache tickles me and I can feel my cock reaching full mast.
"Oh, I'm so close," I moan with a strained voice. The boss stands up and gently grabs my dick before stroking it.
"Do it," he whispers in my ear as I feel my impending orgasm reach the point of no return. My eyes roll back as I give in and surrender my body to total pleasure. I am vaguely aware that Don Angelo has one arm propped on my shoulder and Daniel continues lapping at whatever's left in me.
As I return to my senses I realise that I shot my load into Don Angelo's other hand. He raises it to my face. "Keep it in your mouth," he instructs as he empties the contents. "Now give it to Daniel." I turn to look at the boss' son, who's now on his knees, panting with flushed cheeks. There is a large stain on his crotch. I hover over his face and let my cum slide out of my mouth into his. He remains unresponsive. "Escort him to his room and get him in the shower, Nico," Don Angelo commands.
"Of course, sir," I reply. As I get one of Daniel's arms around my shoulder, I pause and say out loud to myself, "Did all that really just happen? Maybe I'm just dreaming."
"You do not need to worry about that, Nico," Don Angelo responds. "It was all on my orders." He walks over to a closet and pulls out a bathrobe. "After all...
"That's how mafia works"
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Small fluffy Obey Me Headcanons
Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmo, Beel, Belphie, Simeon, Solomon, Diavolo and Barbatos
CW: A bit angsty in each person's parts, nothing too severe, relationships are kept neutral.
Authors Note: I believe I've seen a few of these prior and just absorbed them without realizing- also me projecting onto the brothers.
Under a cut due to post length.
Lucifer
He has dyscalclia, and struggles when it comes to doing math and looking at numbers. He's too prideful to admit it though. It's why paperwork and work tends to take him so long- causing work to pile up.
After the fall, Lucifer would find himself wandering the halls, and would sneak into his brothers rooms to make sure they were okay. He'd been caught multiple times by Levi, and learned to be quite good at playing Mario (or the Devildom equivalent) games because of it
Lucifer has another credit card entirely and purposely adds money for Mammon to spend, especially if he thought he was being to harsh on Mammon.
He prefers to be dressed entirely, because clothes cover the scars from where his angel wings used to be.
Mammon
He's way smarter than he lets on, he just knows his brothers have incredibly difficult lives and he wants to take any pressure that he can off of them- even if it makes him the butt of their jokes.
He's incredibly skilled at math, engineering and fixing things- he was quite focused on cars and racing for a while (especially since gambling on them make quite a profit).
Mammon may be greedy, but he often buys small gifts for his brothers and manages to sneak it to them.
Mammon traces over his pact marks when he gets nervous, it helps to ground him if he begins to panic.
Leviathan
Levi's obsession and love for Ruri-chan came from a place of self hatred after becoming a demon.
Levi used to have a mini tub for Henry to swim in as well, but changed it to having a tank so he could fall asleep watching Henry swim around.
Being the Navy's general makes the ocean incredibly calming for him, he will come by Devildoms rivers and oceans and just stare at them at times to relax.
Levi absolutely buys double of almost every manga or anime in case his brothers want to watch it- and he has certain ones saved his brothers in the hope they ask.
Satan
When learning about human culture before the exchange program, he became oddly obsessed with late 2000 Disney movies and would binge watch them when he had the time.
Satan will find synopsis' of Levi's animes and would write fanfictions of them- especially if Levi complained about the ending or way something was done.
Although Satan did have a majority of his Wrath directed towards Lucifer, he was the first and only one of his brothers to learn about his dyscalclia, and has sworn to secrecy about it to protect his brothers pride.
Satan was (and is) a D&D nerd, and has false books full of dice sets for "emergency sessions".
Asmo
After the fall, they got weirdly obsessed with clouds and the sky, and would find places to just watch their beauty, his go to with any partner is to compare them to the beauty of the night sky.
A really good big brother to the twins, used to buy pillows that were "in style" for the twins - ended up getting Belphie the cow print pillow he always has before he was banished.
Every so often they mentally fight to not get piercings. They want some- namely a nose piercing, but don't want to "run the risk of tarnishing their perfect face" if it didn't turn out right.
Asmo has a strange ability to tell what size someone's clothes are- and always manages to get matching sets that fit someone perfectly.
Beelzebub
Beel has super good rhythm, and plays music surprisingly well- especially on the drums!
Beel got into sports to physically tire him out after the long days- it eases his nightmares to tire himself out to such an extent.
He's incredibly comfortable to lay on, there's been quite a few times that Belphie comes over and flops against him to nap.
Once had a comment on his Devilgram selfie that said "Beelzeboobies" and he's so confused as to what the commenter meant by it.
Belphagor
He got oddly obsessed with musicals, especially since it gives him inspiration for dreams. He's particularly fond of Heathers.
Love language is choking plushie buying, especially if he knows it's something his partner cuddles up to.
He sleeps during class but somehow passes almost perfectly.
If he somehow struggles with sleeping, he goes to Satan to listen to him read.
Simeon
Simeon makes it a mission to better understand technology and makes gifts for those who help him.
Simeon grew a slight obsession with humanity after and during the exchange program- often finding himself wishing he would've joined the brothers in the Celestial War.
Simeon holds study sessions with Luke and often invites Barbatos and Diavolo to talk over tea and sweets.
Solomon
Absolutely covered in markings from his pacts, they travel from his neck to his ankles- and when he starts trying to concentrate he traces over the ones that travel down his arms.
He developed multiple relationships in the Human world, but grew to cherish friendships over romantic relationships.
Has a large collection of Grandpa slippers.
Diavolo
Loves sharing his clothes, especially because he likes seeing how his friends (and partners) look in more royal suited clothes- and likes seeing how his clothes swallow them up.
He grows incredibly attached fast- especially given that his only friends were not usually friends with him of their free will.
He finds sitting on the castles' roof and staring up at the sky relaxing- it makes him feel like every other demon and shortly lifts the weight of being the future king off his shoulders.
Barbatos
Listens to music when cleaning the palace but refuses to tell anyone what's on his playlists.
Accidentally set Diavolo on a rampage by giving him pickles- insures that pickles are banned in the castle from that point forward.
Once managed to pin Satan during a wrathful episode- every one agreed to never talk about it, himself included.
#Obey Me#obey me fluff#om! headcanons#obey me headcanons#Lucifer headcanons#Mammon headcanons#Leviathan headcanons#Satan headcanons#Asmodeus headcanons#Beelzebub headcanons#Belphagor headcanons#Simeon headcanons#Solomon headcanons#Diavolo headcanons#Barbatos headcanons
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Moxxie’s Abused Body Language
Obligatory disclaimer: This is my interpretation of the subject at hand. Nothing I say within should be taken as an attempt to state what is and is not canon. If your views or interpretation differ, this is not an attack on you personally or those who interpret things differently from me.
So, with that out of the way, this post’s focus is primarily on Moxxie’s character and how the Spindlehorse crew managed to convey a lot about his childhood abuse through the use of body language in season 2, episode 3.
It’s very easy to see that Moxxie begins to show signs of fear from the moment he realizes where they are. He becomes physically and vocally distressed to the point that he actively fights getting out of the helicopter before Blitz pushes him out. He’s literally shaking here.
Even Millie’s presence isn’t comforting him. In fact, he becomes even more nervous when Crimson takes her hand and watches them very carefully. He knows what Crim is capable of and he knows he won’t hesitate to hurt Millie. Neither being a woman nor technically family is enough to stop him.
A lot of Moxxie’s body language during the introduction of Crim is very obvious. He hunches a lot. He has a lot of darting eyes and fiddling motions. He becomes quieter and more withdrawn than usual. He’s noticeably uncomfortable the entire time.
Even Blitz picks up on it. Once they’re inside, he’s much more subdued than usual throughout the rest of the night and seems to be focusing on assessing the situation.
And, of course, you can see that Millie knows something is wrong from all this as well. She’s in tune with her husband’s feelings. In the scene where Blitz and Crim are talking, Millie’s eyes follow Moxxie’s as they dart, looking where he’s looking to track the source of his distress.
Anyone who has been raised in an abusive home recognizes certain tones when used by their abusers. We can hear that tone when Crim says “Moxxie, I raised you better than that.” This is a warning tone. This is a threat to get back in line and know your place before they put you in it. Moxxie obeys this underlying command quickly, habitually falling back into appeasing his abuser to avoid his wrath.
I believe he does this not only due to his own trauma reaction but also in an attempt to keep Millie and Blitz safe. If he sets off his father, he knows both of them would come to his defense and that could lead to them facing the same fate as his mother. I personally believe Moxxie is well aware that her attempts to help him as a child resulted in her murder, and he would do anything to avoid the same fate for Millie.
However, we all have our limits, things we can’t help but stand up for even in the face of abuse. You can see that Moxxie cares a lot about his identity as a bisexual because he actually speaks up against his father’s past treatment of his relationship with Chaz despite the potential costs. He’s indignant that Crim would spend so long making him miserable for who he is only to turn around and pretend to accept queerness just for the sake of money when he wouldn’t make that effort for the sake of Moxxie himself. It’s clearly a very sore spot for him.
But the minute things turn to guilt tripping about abandoning the family, Moxxie sinks down into his seat in shame. Familial duty and obligation like this is something that’s hard to shake as a child of abuse. No matter how much you understand on a logical level that you don’t owe the people who hurt you just because they gave you life, it sticks with you. And when you add the mafia and its sense of duty on top of this, it’s gotta be staggering.
So, Moxxie is immediately obedient when Crim decides everyone will be sleeping there that night. He’s been successfully put back in his place with fear and guilt. Hoping that if he can just get through this ceremony without causing a stir, he can leave in peace and never be bothered again as he’s been promised. He’s so convinced he can give his father what he wants and make him go away, that he’s a little caught off guard when called back to continue the altercation.
And then Crim hits him.
I want to take a moment to talk about the surprise on his face here. One might think this means that Moxxie wasn’t heavily physically abused as a child, because the blow surprised him. But I don’t believe that’s true. Even when you’ve become used to being hit, you still react to sudden strikes this way. Especially if your abuser is one that’s hard to read. Crim strikes me as the quiet until he’s not kind and it’s hard to predict when that kind of abuser will strike. It’s also likely been years since Moxxie has had to deal with anyone hitting him in a domestic situation. So, of course he’s shocked by the sudden blow. But we’ll come back to that.
Panic begins to set in as Moxxie realizes, as far as he’s concerned, he can’t possibly concede to his father’s demands to marry Chaz. An instinct to do whatever needs to be done to appease the abuser has kicked in. He wants to give Crim what he’s asking for but can’t. And he knows being his son doesn’t mean he’s safe from his wrath.
Again, even in this moment, he speaks up for his bisexuality. And this is obviously an old argument that’s just become tiring at this point for the both of them. They slog through it like a well worn groove. But Crim doesn’t have the patience to run that track for long right now because money’s on the line.
He’s not playing this game with Moxxie anymore and Moxxie will be made to know it. Crim reminds him what he’s capable of.
The first thing shown in the flashback sets up how Crim feels about Moxxie’s relationship with his mother. He thinks she’s making him weak by seeing to his needs (cutting his food) and not demanding he do things for himself. She’s actively standing in the way of him preparing Moxxie for the life he’s chosen for him.
In my opinion, he does think he’s doing what is best for Moxxie considering the world he’s growing up in and the path Crim has chosen for him. Abusive parents often do in these situations. Each time his mother stands in the way of preparing Moxxie for that life, Crim sees it as both a disobedience towards him (which is already unacceptable) and a hindrance to his progeny, a source of pride in his world. He can’t have a weak son or it’ll reflect poorly on him with his associates.
So, of course the only thing to be done to save his own pride and his son’s life as Crim has planned it, is to remove this obstacle and get back to teaching his son to man up and become what’s expected of him - which is, of course, to become a carbon copy of Crim. And I feel like their designs being so similar really helps to underscore this desire of Crim’s whether or not that was done intentionally.
We see evidence of physical abuse toward his mother during the flashback. In my opinion, she’s likely protecting Moxxie from suffering it himself as mother’s can sometimes manage to do in these situations by taking on even more abuse of their own. So, it’s possible there was very little to no physical abuse for Moxxie until his mother was gone.
But it’s shown onscreen that Crim has no problem hitting Moxxie even as a child. As far as I’m concerned, this is when Moxxie’s physical abuse from his father likely starts in earnest. But Moxxie probably learns that as long as he obeys him, he can avoid this abuse. So, I believe he would have been able to decrease the amount of abuse he received in time by being more obedient.
I wanna take an aside for a moment to back up - or maybe better to say go forward - to his past with Chaz. In that flashback, Moxxie is shown being painted nude and his body has no white marks. One might question whether or not he actually received physical abuse based on this fact but to me it has no bearing on the issue.
For one, smart abusers often try to find ways to do so that don’t leave marks. And Crim is the head of a mafia family. If he were to go around openly beating his kid, it would reflect poorly on him. Not because anyone in the organization would care about the actual abuse. But because it would make him look brutish and stupid for allowing it to be seen by everyone. That sort of leader just doesn’t last long and can be a danger to the longevity of the organization itself.
For two, imps get white marks from more extreme injuries such as gunshot wounds and broken arms. It seems that the skin has to be broken or theoretically burned to leave an actual mark. At least from the evidence we’ve seen so far.
Given these two points, whether or not Moxxie was physically abused doesn’t really hinge on how many white marks he has on his body as far as I’m concerned. We’ve seen plenty of imps take blunt force trauma that didn’t leave them covered in white.
If I were to speculate on the trajectory of his experience with abuse overall, he likely received none to very little as a child before his mother’s death, a lot after her death with it decreasing as he learned to obey and avoid triggering his father, and barely any as a young adult.
I believe that reaching that time of almost no instances of abuse once he’d become what his father wanted possibly left him a little more comfortable than he could have otherwise been during the first part of this episode.
And yes even with all the fear and nervousness that I’ve pointed out, I do think there was a sense of security in the possibility that he could appease Crim in the end. Now Crim is telling him in no uncertain terms that he will kill them all if he doesn’t get what he wants.
He knows this isn’t an empty threat. Those who suffer abuse at the hands of their family know the difference between warnings and promises.
I don’t think I really need to go over this scene. Moxxie is disgusted as he should be.
But this whole circus clown of a come on, definitely leaves him worse off once Chaz is ejected. The terrible price he has to pay to protect his loved ones has been thrust into his face, as it were, immediately, giving him no time to process first.
Once he does get some time alone to think about his situation, he has something of a breakthrough. I really appreciate the growl in this scene because I don’t think we very often hear Moxxie growl. We usually get hisses from him instead it seems. And I think it helps portray the depth of his anger over what his father is demanding of him.
As far as Moxxie knows, his father has promised that all he has to do is marry Chaz. He wasn’t told he had to stay. So it would be easy to just comply and leave. That’s the safe route. But doing so would, presumably, violate vows he’s made to Millie. It would compromise the integrity of his relationship with and devotion to her.
This is important enough to Moxxie to fight for. Scrolling through his pictures of Millie not only made this clear to him, but I think it also helped to remind him that he left once before. He can leave again. He doesn’t have to be pulled back into the life that he worked so hard to escape. He doesn’t have to compromise what he wants from life to appease his abuser anymore.
This is a very brief moment but it’s also a very important and powerful one if you know what you’re looking at. It’s so, so easy for abusive family to cause regression when they manage to wiggle back into your life for one reason or another. Family reunions, funerals, weddings. They will take those moments to grab you by the ankles and start pulling you under again.
And that’s when the consequences and stakes aren’t even this high. But Moxxie won’t let himself be dragged back down and I really appreciate they gave him that moment no matter how brief.
And even though they don’t go through his thought process for you to see that, you hear it in his speech the next day when he stands up to his father. I honestly appreciate that Moxxie threatens Crim the way he does here. It not only shows he’s regained confidence in himself and his skills, but he’s also speaking Crim’s language now. He’s putting himself on equal footing with him, insinuating he’s as much of a threat as Crim is to Moxxie.
I’ve seen a lot of criticism of this moment: that having Moxxie zapped and forced into the wedding regardless makes his standing up to his father fall flat. And I would agree with that a little but for the fact that there’s still time to bring that confrontation back around to completion. As season two and Helluva Boss as a show is still ongoing, there are plenty of episodes left for Moxxie to follow through with his threats and support this breakthrough with actions. Crim is clearly coming back, after all.
I also think, however, that having that moment at all is still very important to character development. Simply because there was no physicality to back it up, doesn’t mean the emotional journey that led to it was entirely worthless. Moxxie still had very important character development here. When he left the first time, he simply disappeared and did not confront his father. But now he has. And that makes a big difference.
When he returns to his life, it’ll be with a different mindset and a different kind of confidence. He’s no longer running from his father, hiding from his duties, or obscuring parts of himself from his loved ones. He’s truly stood up and taken his life fully into his hands. And now there are parts of himself he can share with Millie that he couldn’t before. This can only bring them closer and make their marriage more intimate.
In the same way, he now has a point of connection with Blitz over their daddy issues, which brings them closer to fulfilling that true friendship Truth Seekers hinted at. One step at a time, Moxxie and Blitz come closer to understanding one another.
All in all, I loved this episode. It does a good job of handling the subject of abuse and associated tragic backstory without sensationalizing or downplaying it, both of which are extremely easy to do in a comedy-drama mash-up. But I personally feel like they managed to hit the sweet spot between the two.
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Sorry the large amount of work you have to do but if you can, could you do Yandere Zhongli!mc x obey me brothers + diavolo
I’m gonna make the characters Yandere for you in return. Gender-neutral reader.
Warnings: Yandere (I do not condone this behavior irl), suggestive in Satan’s and Asmo’s, use of love potion, Shrek references, Stockholm Syndrome
Lucifer
You both were very polite towards each other, and you both were competent, so it was no surprise that the both of you started to display Yandere tendencies. Plus, the fact that you threatened to end his brothers’ lives for causing him stress was something he took as a joke (it wasn’t, but that’s okay).
With Lucifer, you don’t even have to worry about being broke. He will become your provider both financially and through home. He doesn’t even get upset when you come to him when you are completely in debt. However, if Mammon points it out, Lucifer will threaten his own brother.
He doesn’t really know what an Archon is, so you’re going to have to explain that to him. Then you’re gonna have to explain why you chose to live among the mortals in your world. Even though the Devildom does not have Osmanthus wine, Lucifer would go through the trouble of going to your world just to acquire some in the hopes of securing your love for him.
As for your dragon side, it’s very intriguing and beautiful to the Avatar of Pride. Whenever you’re in the middle of a transformation, but haven’t fully completed it yet, he will run his hands over your spine just to make you shiver.
Mammon
The moment you showed him kindness was the moment where he was convinced you were the one. That being said, he would send threats to everyone who dared get close to you. The feeling was very mutual, though. Sure, you didn’t care for his tsundere behavior, but he showed clear favoritism towards you and that’s all that mattered.
You both are broke to the point where you become dependent on others, but you don’t particularly like it. So, because of this, you take a step back and actually learn about this world’s finances so that you can be better prepared with your money. But, since Mammon doesn’t want you getting a job for fear of you getting close to others, he will become the breadwinner.
Mans had no idea what an Archon is, but the more you explained the more he thought you were so freaking cool (also the more he felt unworthy of even being in your presence). I think he would also go through the trouble of getting Osmanthus wine just for you to see him in a good light.
He loves your dragon form, and your half-dragon-half-human form because you are very protective and even possessive, and that means he has you all to himself in return. Plus, he better be the only person you’ve shown this form to. After all, he’s your first, just as you are his.
Leviathan
Mans wants you all to himself, and once he notices that you want him all to yourself he is ecstatic. Not only does envy play a huge part in this, but also your Yandere tendencies. He doesn’t mind only seeing you for the rest of his immortal life, as long as you feel the same.
Levi isn’t broke, and he likes the aspect of being the financial provider because that means you become dependent on him. He will even teach you how to look out for scams so that you don’t lose money. You revel in the time you spend together as he teaches you these things, because it’s time that he’s spending with you and you alone.
He’s played a game that had a similar concept to Archons, so he already had a basic understanding of what you were. He didn’t know anything about the wine you drank, so he went on to Akuzon to see if he could find it, and he bought the last bottle online.
The moment you showed him your dragon form, he was entranced. The years of playing dungeons and dragons came flooding into his mind, and another thing his mind told him was that he wouldn’t mind being locked in your dungeon (take that as you will). Lock him in a tower and call him Fiona, plot twist is he’s in love with the dragon.
Satan
Seeing you be so polite as well as kind in general really caught his attention. You were the only one who could calm him down whenever he got into a fit of rage, and he really grew attached to you. He needn’t fret, since you loved him just as much. If either of you were without the other, you grew easily agitated.
Satan isn’t broke either, but he might grow a little annoyed at your dependence on him. So, he gives you a few books so that you can learn how to both manage your money better and stay away from scams. But, if there is a book you’re interested in, he will buy it for you with no hesitation whatsoever.
He has read something about archons, but will ask you a bunch of questions about life as an archon so that he gets a deeper grasp on the concept. He might interview you over a bottle of Osmanthus wine, with a little love potion unknowingly put in each other’s drinks. Let’s just say that you both didn’t answer any questions that were unrelated to either demon or former-archon anatomy.
Once you showed him your dragon form, that kind of sealed the deal. You were just like the dragons he was familiar with in very popular fairy tales. You wrapped your tail around Satan, pulling him close to you and let out a loving huff of air.
Asmodeus
You were good-looking and very charming, plus you could be sentimental. You were the perfect person in Asmo’s eyes. Plus, you were definitely very attractive when you got serious. You also couldn’t deny that the Avatar of Lust was attractive either, and you both fell in love and lust for each other. He didn’t show Yandere tendencies at all, but you definitely did and he was thriving for it.
Asmo buys a lot of cosmetics and clothes, but he’s not broke. He gets a lot of money from his Devilgram and his job as an influencer, as well as modeling gigs. So, that being said, he always covers your finances for you as long as you only allow him to buy things for you. He wants to dress you up like his own darling doll, and your philosophy is as long as it makes him happy.
He does not know a thing about Archons, but upon finding out that you were a god he was stunned. He dropped his $400 moisturizer out of pure shock. Then, you went on about how as an Archon you would drink Osmanthus wine with your Archon comrades, and that has Asmo thinking about how the wine tastes. But the second he tries it, he probably figured out you laced it with a love potion or aphrodisiac of some sort.
Then, you showed your dragon form to him, and mans was squealing so much. He felt like the princess in one of those movies he’s seen, and he doesn’t mind being in love with the dragon this time. I feel like it feeds into his predator/prey but also his jealousy and possessiveness kinks. That’s all I’m going to say about it.
Beelzebub
You made him some Bamboo Shoot Soup and that’s when he fell in love. Part of it might have been the potion you put into his portion, but it was only a small part. Even after the effect wore off, he was still obsessed with you. He acted no differently than when he was under the effects of the potion.
He spends quite a bit of money on food, but he’s not broke at all. I think he would get discounts for being on RAD’s Fangol team, so that helps. He also likes to get you gifts from time to time. But then there’s you, who can not handle your finances well. He doesn’t know too much, but he will help you through it and offer to help you pay your debts.
Beel does not know about Archons either, so when you tell him about it he finds it really cool. But, as you told him about your Archon friends, he grew a bit jealous and worried. Was there a possibility that you would go back to them? That you would sit and sip wine with them once again. To soothe his worries, he ordered the Osmanthus wine you loved so much.
When you showed him your dragon form, he was amazed. Your possessive side definitely showed as you curled around him and didn’t allow him to leave, but he had no problem with not leaving for a while. He ran his hand over your back and you shivered at the contact, making the Avatar of Gluttony chuckle a little.
Belphegor
Usually, a darling tends to fight back against their yandere, and you thought it was one of those cases. Belphie did not like you at first because you were a part of the exchange program, and he was the one who was able to spot your yandere tendencies first. But, he thought it over and eventually grew to love you back.
He’s not broke, mainly because he never goes anywhere. That being said, he will help you pay back your debts and he will make sure you stay with him to sleep all the time because that means you can’t spend money. He usually does the online shopping for you so that you don’t get scammed.
Belphie does not know about Archons, but in your dreams you are often sipping a glass of wine with some statues. The effigies are responding to you in return, which freaked him out a bit, but he looked down and saw that he had a glass of wine as well. He sipped it, and the sweet taste overwhelmed his senses.
You once showed him your dragon form, and you spent the entire time sleeping. You wrapped your body around him and he placed his back against you so that he was propped up in a sitting position. You both had the best nap.
Diavolo
If I remember correctly, Diavolo is a bit of a yandere himself, so this works out ‘perfectly’. You were his first friend-turned-lover, and he doesn’t have a correct or untwisted view of love. So whatever you tell him is normal is what he goes by in this relationship. In addition to this, since you both were yandere, you both fed into each other’s yandere tendencies to an unhealthy degree (as though this was a healthy relationship in the first place).
Diavolo is definitely not broke. As the Prince of the Devildom, he has the wealth of a typical royal, as well as control of the Treasury. This would make you his co-ruler-to-be, but you do not have access to the treasury. One thing he does to manipulate you into being more dependent on him is he controls your money and your spending. However, you are left wanting for nothing.
Since it was in your student profile, he did some research on Archons. Over tea, he might ask you about your life as an Archon, and you went on about the nostalgic memory of sitting with your friends and sipping on Osmanthus wine. He wants to help you not feel homesick, so he orders some of your favorite beverage and spends an entire afternoon with you just to chat.
You showed him your dragon form and he was entranced. You might be more powerful than he is, if we’re all being honest, but he thought he would be the prince assisting you out of the tower rather than you being the dragon that locks the prince up. It doesn’t matter to him though.
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Wincest Recs Part 2
Gencest/Weirdcest
patchwork scars (1000 words) by Anonymous
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Supernatural
Additional Tags: weirdcest, Biting, Love Bites, Non-Sexual Kink, Mild Painplay, discussion of incest, Possessive Dean Winchester, Kinky Gen, Light Sadism, Light Masochism
Summary:
This thing—kink, sadomasochism, whatever it is between them—goes both ways.
This is the kinkiest shit I have ever read and they didn't even have fuck.
unlike lovers (4300 words) by Anonymous
Chapters: 1/1
Summary:
They’re not like that, and honestly it’s part of the problem, because how can you say ‘I want to spend the rest of my life with you and only you, like a lover would’, without all the connotations of a long-term relationship? It’s unconventional.
Then again, nothing in their lives is conventional.
Funny story. I spent weeks searching for this fic because I thought I had dreamt it up but nope I finally found it. It's cute.
Deprivation (3339 words) by fogsrollingin
Chapters: 1/1
Summary:
Takes place around S14E5 "Nightmare Logic."
Sam's stressed. He's forgetting to eat and people keep waking him up the minute he salvages time for some shut-eye.
Dean's there for him.
When You're Not Here (37459 words) by raziella
Chapters: 5/5
Fandom: Supernatural
Summary:
The third time Sam Winchester comes to school with bruises, Mrs. Davidson decides it's time to intervene - before it's too late.
This is pretty much true gen despite how the fic is tagged. It involves social services and it has some outsider point of view.
What I've Done (1185 words) by Amoreanonyname
Chapters: 1/1
Summary:
He wasn’t going to say anything more about it. He could tell, Dean was happy to see him, but wasn’t going to humor this topic. Dean, young Dean would jump to obey John, to answer John’s questions, but this was an older Dean who was more loyal to someone else now. More loyal to his brother. John wasn’t the priority here, and he realized with another guilty jump in his stomach that he never should have been.
I enjoyed that John remained composed and did not choose violence like other fics I have read where he discovers the extent boys relationship.
Nothing Safe Is Worth The Drive (382 words) by angelszn
Chapters: 1/1
Summary:
Dean came home from Hell to a demon-blood-addicted little brother. He takes it in stride.
If you like some dark!weirdcest then this is for you. Dean is very accommodating.
save it for a rainy day (917 words) by according2thelore
Chapters: 1/1
Summary:
Dean has a wad of money hidden in his bag. It’s folded into a skin mag that he bought in Duluth, which itself is folded into a tube of socks. He calls it his Sammy Stash. Dad and Sam don’t know about it. It’s a stack of crumpled bills he’s earned through hustling at pool and hoarded from short-term jobs he’s worked, pressed flat as they can go to look as inconspicuous as possible. It’s for one very specific purpose, in the same way Dean’s entire life has had one very specific purpose.
Well, this was a gut punch of epic proportions.
Cracked (282 words) by Linden
Chapters: 1/1
Summary:
It was October, the season of frost and the early dark and the slow soft dying of the year, and John’s world was ending.
These Stanford Era fics are trying to kill me. Seriously.
Through the devil softly (4888 words) by siamesedreams
Chapters: 1/1
Summary:
It's like walking with a permanent veil in front of his eyes, everything's blurry. He can't tell if the world around him is real, or not, if he's in Dean's arms or if he was in the Cage all along.
An infernal cursed amulet? Chief would know what this is. I'm going to have him touch it. (2441 words) by fogsrollingin
Chapters: 2/3
Summary:
"What could go wrong?"
This is incomplete but I think it does the job. It's told from an outsider's point of view. This fic and the one above deal with Sam's hallucinations.
Sins of the Father (1434 words) by Amoreanonyname
Chapters: 1/1
Summary:
It’s true what they say about parenthood – it causes you to look at your own parents, and their choices, a bit differently. Though for Sam, perhaps that was for different reasons.
Sam, as a parent, reflects on his three parents, living day-to-day, and trying to parent when your soulmate has died.
Flowers facing the sun (2087 words) by StripySock
Chapters: 1/1
Summary:
Dean is sick as hell, and Robo!Sam is the closest thing he has to comfort.
swallow my breath and take what is mine (4636 words) by according2thelore
Chapters:1/1
Summary:
Dean Winchester wakes up and it’s dark. John Winchester stands sentinel in a cemetery. Sam Winchester’s hands are bleeding. A story in three parts.
Or: John Winchester has a new training exercise for his older son.
This was fucked up. I liked it and I lowkey can see this happen if John lost his mind somewhere on his journey to Azazel.
It Goes Like This (36085 words) by sprinkles888
Chapters: 8/8
Summary:
It goes like this: They both say yes. And somehow, the world doesn't end. With little else to do, Sam and Dean take hold of an opportunity that comes their way—taking charge of a diner in a small Iowa town. But, even as the hubbub of the diner fills their day, the nights of fighting back the archangels in their heads will drive the two of them closer than ever in an effort to keep the apocalypse continually on pause.
Meanwhile, the residents of Lageme attempt to understand the two new, weird guys who took over Darla's.
This is an odd fic but it's worth a read. The struggle to remain in control was done really well. A good portion of the fic is from the perspective of an outsider.
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