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peachykindalovesyou · 4 years

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My Way Or The Highway

Lucifer x GN! reader

Warnings:: Daddy kink, dom/sub play, rough sex

Day one of kinktober

Word count: 993

Authors note:: These first six prompts that I am writing today will be scenarios or short fics, I am already five days late and I don’t want to be later than I already am! [Also, there is a mystery character in here...I will make an oc card for her. She is a demon as well! She will be used is some fics, and might be shipped a little with the mc/reader. She will never be shipped with canon game characters, though.]

(Reader’s POV)

I walk m way down the halls of RAD, searching for my Devildom history with Mammon. RAD is such a large school, college? I’ve been going here for a few months already, it seems like everything has gone by within seconds. Through out those past months, I’ve noticed Lucifer getting a little more touchy with me, physically and emotionally.

He has been more protective as well, holding my hand, always on guard around me, he even went as far as pretending to be my boyfriend to keep away the incubus and succubus demons around me. I appreciated the gesture, I did, I just found it a little weird for him to be acting this way around me. Lucifer. THE Lucifer. One of the most powerful demons here in the Devildom. Protective of a measly human like me.

I don’t know what’s gotten into him for him to be acting this way around me....what drugs has he been taking, and can I try some? All jokes aside here, I still can’t find my class, I might as well ask another demon around here, hopefully I don’t get eaten whole.

I find a succubus, she was tall, curvy, and has long pink hair. I tap her shoulder and she turns to look down at me. “Hello there! Is there something you need, little rose bud?” Little rose bud? She seems awfully nice. “Um, do you know where the Devildom History class for first years is?” I ask her with a shy tone in my voice.

“Ah, I haven’t been in that classroom in a while, I’m a third year, you see. I could show you to there, though. I know this place like that back of my hand! Here, follow me.” She held out her hand for me to take so I don’t get lost in the sea of tall and dangerous demons. I took it in hesitation, as soon as I did that, we were off.

From the corner of my eye, I can see Lucifer eyeing us with a dark look in his eyes. She swooped me off into the crowd, leading me to my classroom. ‘She smells like candy..’ I thought to myself with a curious face. We suddenly came to a holt, I read the sign above the door ‘Devildom History’.

“Here we are! I wish you good luck in this class~ I hope our futures hold more greetings between the two of us, little rose bud.” She bent down and gave me a kiss on the back of my hand, winking at me. “Ahem.” There he is...

“You. Pink haired girl. What do you think you’re doing with them?” She turned around with a panicked look on her face, but it was quickly excused with a mischievous one. “Ah, hello head of the student council, Lucifer! I hope you don’t mind that I was just showing them to their class~ You see, they were having trouble finding it, so me, being the loveable and helpful demon I am, scooted them there.”

He just grunted and shooed her off, he then forcefully took me elsewhere. “L-Lucifer, I’ll be late-” I spoke up. “You don’t need to worry about that now, I will tell Lord Diavolo will excuse you for the day.” FOR THE DAY? What is he planning to do with me? “(Y/n), we are heading back to the House of Lamentation.” I thought it was better to stay quiet, I wouldn’t want to get in trouble.

...

We were finally back at the house, he lead me through the hallways and towards his room. Oh no. I am surely going to get punished, and I don’t know if its a good thing or not..

He opened the door, pushing both of us in the room before anyone could see us, he kept on backing me up until I fell back onto the bed, and he crawled over me. “What do you think you were doing with that lowly succubus?” I couldn’t respond to his question, I was too focused on the way his hands were trailing up and down my body, caressing my hips and thighs.

“I-I-” I couldn’t utter a single word, I was too distracted by Lucifer’s actions. “Lucifer I just ne-” He interrupted me by pressing his lips roughly against mine, slithering his tongue between my lips and entangling it with mine before pulling away, leaving a string of mixed saliva. “Do you want this?” His voice was raspy, and deep. I nodded, “Yes, please Lucifer!” I pulled him closer, wrapping my arms around his neck.

“You will address me as daddy, do you understand?” I nodded my head shyly beneath him. He pinched my thigh and asked me once again. “Do you understand?” I finally spoke up. “Y-yes daddy..” He nodded in approval. His started going lower and lower, leaving small kisses on my neck that soon turned into nips, that turned into rough bites.

I bucked my hips up, desperate for any type of friction. “Be patient.” He said in a strict voice. I obeyed and tried to keep as still as possible, though I struggled. He bit down onto my neck harder, that’s definitely going to leave a few bruises and marks.

“D-daddy!” I moaned out, he smirked against my skin, I could feel his breath fanning across my neck. Oh this felt like Heaven, which was ironic, because we’re practically somewhere completely different from that place. He started to lower himself, tracing his hands closer and closer to my downstairs, lightly rubbing circles on it.

“Please! J-just fuck me!” I called out for him, but it seems that he had a completely different idea in his head. “Oh no, no, no, darling...” He brought his face up to my, grazing his lips over mine. He grabbed my chin with pointer and thumb, making me look up into his red and lustful eyes.

“It’s my way, or the high way.”

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hardknifeplays · 4 years

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Daisy

Part III Jason x Gender-Neutral Reader as his S/O

Genre : Fluff, Slice of Life

Words : 1,7k+

You have been living with Jason for two years. Well, you are not necessarily live in his cabin. At first, you came to see him three times a week. As time went by, you met him every day. That's when you know that you're ready to live with the man himself.

It was a breezy evening, you were sitting on the couch, reading a book that you bought yesterday. Your fingertips flipped pages by pages, your eyes focused on the book so much that you didn't notice Jason already standing by the door, watching you.

He stomped his feet for you to notice that he was home.

“Oh- hi Jason! You're back!”

You quickly closed the book and you got up from the couch, ran to Jason to give him a hug. He put his machete aside and gave you a big bear hug in return. You smiled widely, and you realised that you've been missing him so much.

He pulled out the hug and move his machete near the front door. Jason walked towards you, lingering his arms around your body. He smooched your face with his hockey mask. You giggled, and you kissed his mask. He lured you into a deeper embrace. You could feel the warmth of his body. He smelled like a the mixture of campfire and lavender, so warm and calming. You leaned your head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat.

“Whoa, your heartbeat is racing,”

I love you, I really do.

Jason placed his head on top of yours. Both of you were staying like this for a good five minutes. You intertwined your fingers against his; his hands are so big compared to yours. Jason held your hand firmly, he loves to think that you are fragile and needs to be protected. You are his priority.

❁ ❁ ❁

You and Jason were having a good time last night, but when you woke up this morning, he wasn't there. You checked your phone, and it was 7 A.M. He never left this early, where was he?

You jumped on your foot, looking out the window. There was no sign of him outside. You put your shoes on and rushed to the front door. You went outside and looking at the woods, and felt relieved after you found him stood alone by the lake.

You approach him, watching your steps carefully so you won't stumble over the traps. Standing by his side, you turn your body to face him, waving your hand to him.

“Good morning,” you say.

He waves his hand to you, signing, good morning too.

You glance over the lake and hear the birds chattering from some different directions. You smile when you remember that the one who owns this place is your boyfriend.

You feel your forearm being touched. You look up to Jason, and he tilts his head. “What's happening?” you ask. He points something on the ground.

You follow where his index finger is pointing at. He's pointing at a small group of daisies, and you find one odd-looking one. You raise one of your eyebrows and closes your mouth.

“Oh my God, Jason, look at that!” You are amazed, and crouch in front of it. You touch the odd one and chuckles. You look up to Jason and tell him to crouch beside you, and he does. Both of you are studying the daisy for a while.

“I think it's deformed,” you say. Jason immediately glancing at you. You glance back at him, slightly terrified of his response.

“I- I don't know what is it, the name of this. Is it deforming? Or mutating? Probably, but that's not the right word... Ah, yes, it's called fasciation.” the way you murmur to yourself confuses Jason, and he keeps his eyes on you.

What are you doing? Why are you talking to yourself?

“This stunning-looking daisy is having a fasciation. The daisy might be mutated, I don't know. I don't really understand how DNA works. From this point, you could see that nature works mysteriously,”

You smile to him. Jason shifts his gaze from you to the daisy and touches it. Jason also grabs your hand gently, and lead your hand to touch the daisy too. “Eh, It feels like just the rests of the daisies,” you say. Jason gives you no respond. He shook his head after that.

“Huh?” you ask, trying to figure out what is he trying to say.

Jason replies to you with gestures, We need to fix this.

You look at him, and you burst out a laugh. You pat his shoulder several times until you're tearing up a little. Jason looking at you in confusion, did he say something funny? Did he hurt the daisy? Why-

“Jason, my baby, my love. I'm sorry my darling but we cannot fix this. The daisy, uh, was born with it, and you see that it doing just fine. It grows well like the others.” you explain to him. Jason looking down to the ground before he looks up to you again.

But it's different.

“So what if it's different?” you laugh. You caress Jason's cheek and continue, “Look. I know that this one right here is different, but it stands out. The proof? You noticed it first before the other daisies. It's deformed, but beautiful.” You look away at the mutated daisy again.

Jason is stunned by your words. He knows that he is not one of the good-looking guys, he was so insecure about his looks. He wants to be that daisy. He knows that he got facial disfigurement, and he hopes people find him fascinating instead of strange or scary.

“To be honest, it reminds me of you.” you look at Jason lightly, and he gasps. You are reading his mind. He stays still, waiting for you to continue your sentence patiently. You are facing him now, put his hand on your palm, and give him an affectionate smile.

“Jason, my love, I want you to remember this. I love you, I see the real you. I see you as a whole wonderful human being,” you place your hands on his chest, pressing it a little.

“Your mom is right, you are a good person. You keep me from any harm, you protect me when I'm afraid of the dark and the storm. You never hurt me.”

You could see that Jason is tearing. He holds your wrist on his chest, he would never let you go. You are his favourite person after his mom. After you know Jason really well, whenever you come to Crystal Lake, you always go to Pamela's shrine and say simple things like, “Good morning Pamela, I love your son so much.” and giggle. You never did this when Jason's around, but he knows. When you are away back to your home in town, Jason sits near his mom's shrine and tell everything about you. His mom approves your relationship with him. Pamela thought that you are taking care of Jason really well. Living for almost 20 years alone was not easy for Jason. You are such a blessing for his empty, dark life.

You two had the first meeting when you wandering around the lake all by yourself. You went there because you needed a break. School, work, whatever problems in life, it was all sickening.

Some people around you ever mentioned his name, Jason Voorhees, a killer that become the myth and the legend of Crystal Lake. Instead of being scared of him, you feel sympathetic when you read about his childhood. His father, Elias Voorhees, left him when he found out that his son had deformity and hydrocephalus. Jason lived with his mom, Pamela Voorhees, until he was 11. He drowned in the lake and believed that he was dead, and his mom took revenge for his son and kill all the campers who dared step on the land of the camp. You started to look up where Camp Crystal Lake is, and you went there some time on the weekend.

Turns out that the place is peaceful. No disturbance at all. It’s a perfect place to relax, you thought. You sat on the dock near the lake in silence. You heard the sound of a kitten, meowed so loud and you started to get up. You searched for the source of the sound, and you found a kitten with a limping back leg, laying on the ground. You scooped the kitten, whispering to it to make it calm.

You heard footsteps behind you. You turned your head around and almost jumped. Your eyes met the glance of a tall, massive looking man. He was wearing an green army-coloured shirt, grey jeans, and a pair of boots. His shoulder was heaving heavily. He was also wearing a hockey mask.

“Uh, hi? Is this your kitten, sir? I found it here and- and the leg... is limping.” you said. The man just stood there in distance, not responding to you at all. You started to get nervous. “Oh sorry, I think I need to introduce myself. My name is Y/N, I come here to get some break. It's so peaceful here. Is this your place, sir?”

Still, no answer. He was walking towards you, fast and terrifying. You walked backwards every time he got closer and closer. You closed your eyes tightly, and you heard that the footstep stopped.

You opened your eyes and found the man standing right in front of you. He studied your movements, your expression, and the kitten. The kitten stopped meowing and trying to get itself out of your arms. The kitten fell to the ground and walked slowly to the man with its severe limping leg. He took the kitten up and put it on his shoulder.

For a moment you thought you were about to laugh, he was so cute. Looks intimidatingly tall but become so gentle with kittens? And don't forget about the hockey mask too. Adorable.

You chuckled. “I could help you to take care of the kitten if you don't mind.” you beamed lightly. There was an awkward silence happening between you and the man. You didn't want to look into his eyes. A moment later he turned his back on you and left with the kitten without saying anything, disappearing into the woods.

You had no idea if the man that you met was Jason himself. You thought that he was only a man who wanders around the camp just like you. From that time, you started to bring some foods and snacks, left some of it on the dock for him. He never really showed up. Little you did know, Jason watched you all the time. He was just so shy to say hi. When you finally left and driving back home, Jason picked all the foods and snacks you brought. He brought them back to his cabin, and he secretly hoped that you would come back tomorrow.

And here you are right now, being his partner for life. Both of you are not married yet, technically... it doesn’t matter. Jason doesn’t care about marriage, as long as you are here with him, he’s fine.

“You may have deformities and bullies were making fun of you. They were literal a**holes. But you know what? To me, you are beautiful, Jason.” you say.

I'm not. I'm ugly.

You shook your head quickly. “I'm talking about you. Not how you look like. Got it?” you reassure him. He nods slowly and draws you into a hug. You laugh and hold his arms. He puts his cheek against yours, both of you are facing the 'deformed' daisy.

“You are different and beautiful just like the daisy, Jason. I want you to take care of it. Maybe this daisy exists for a reason, and the reason is to make you realise that you are unique!”

This daisy is my friend, I should protect.

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