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Dateables reacting to MC getting hit!
Warnings: Strangulation, Hitting, Death, Implied Torture?, Bruising, Blood, Stitching
Notes: This is iffy but yeah, this won't be getting proofread.
Part 1
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Diavolo
Clicking of silverware, sipping of drinks, and soft chatter could be heard in the Palaces dining room. It was a feast to celebrate the engagement of The Lord Diavolo. Many nobles came to share their congrats, there was at least 30 figures at the elongated dining table. The night was coming to an end, and people started going back to their residences, leaving only a few others in the Palace.
"Excuse me," a voice behind you said, you turn your head softly to see an elegant looking male. He slightly bowed down "If you don't mind, could I talk to you in private? I wish to share my congrats." He asked, seeing nothing wrong with it you excused yourself and lead the male to an empty hallway.
His blue eyes peered into yours, his demeanor completely changing. "Y'know, Lord Dia and I were very close in the past." He said, you irked a little at the nickname, but let it slide. His face was painted with a scowl, "Very close, might I add." You furrowed your eyebrows in a confused manor, Diavolo never mentioned dating anyone before. The male walked closely to your body, "That was until a little human showed up. Stealing my spotlight, taking the gift of eternity. Which was supposed to be MY gift."
You stood your ground, heavily irritated by the male who was claiming that he was born to be in your place. "You don't get to choose what he wants." You said, trying to keep back your snarky remarks. His palm met with your face, causing you to stumble backward. "HES MINE!" He yelled before pouncing on you, his hands on your throat constricting your airway. He didn't get far before being tossed aside by the now smiling butler.
"It would be in your best interest to not lay your hands on the Lords significant other." Barbatos said as he slowly walked over to you, carefully assessing your injuries. The male got up to dash out of the palace only to slam into your Fiancés chest. Diavolos' golden eyes were filled with rage when he saw your body on the ground. He quickly grabbed the pleading male, "You will suffer the consequences of your actions." He muttered darkly. He motioned Barbatos to take him away.
Once Barb pulled him to the basement, Diavolo rushed to your side. His eyebrows furrowed as his irises held pain and sorrow. "I am deeply sorry, my love." You shook your head with a small smile, his hands slid under your body, lifting you up bridal style. "No need to apologize for the actions of someone else." You kissed his cheek softly and moved your head to the crook of his neck.
The two of you sat in his room for the rest of the night, talking and laughing away. You invited Barb to join the two of you while playing some games, leading you guys to have a very fun game night.
(Bonus: Lucifer answered the call from the royal butler, excusing himself from the dining table with his brothers. His eyes widened, "Excuse me?" His tone was cold. "I will be there immediately." After hanging up the DDD, he brought himself to the dining table, "I will be going to the Palace. There was an assassination attempt on MC. Please stay here for their safety." The brothers stared in awe but nodded. The poor dude was obliterated to say the least.)
Barbatos
You ran to the palace, tears streaming down your stinging face as the rain drenched your body. Soft sobs emitted from your throat. You knocked on the palace doors in urgency. No one was chasing you anymore, but it was still frightening. The door opened, and your boyfriend stood at the door, his usual calm eyes now filled with worry. He ushered you in, pulling you to the infirmary.
He sat you down on the chair and grabbed some medical supplies, "What happened." He said calmly, though his voice held true rage. "Some lowerclass demons..." You choked out a sob, your boyfriend walked over and started to softly clean the gash on your eyebrow. "Go on, dear. It's okay. I am here. There's no need to be frightened anymore." His voice was sincere as he deeply gazed in your eyes, waiting for you to tell him what caused your injuries. "I don't know what caused it, I got a high score on the exams, they got pissed?" You winced softly at the small stitch on your face, a sorry emitted from his lips.
"I understand. This will not happen again. I will have to report this to the Lord. Would you be comfortable joining me, my love?" You softly shook your head against the idea. "That is perfectly fine. Go ahead to my room and change, I'll be there soon."
After a while, your favorite butler came back with a tray of your favorite foods, "You didn't have to do all of this, Barb." You muttered with a soft smile. He only shook his head. "I would do anything to ensure that my doll is happy."
You spent the night in his arms, both of you sleeping peacefully. He finally has found his time stopper.
(Bonus: Diavolo nodded at the words that his butler said. "Go ahead and be with them. They need you more than me. I will be holding a halt on the school until we find the suspects." Barbatos nodded at the Lords words, thanking him before leaving. The next week, school was out for an unexpected break, and when it came back, four students were never to be found again.)
Simeon
You stood shocked at the pain on your left cheek, Simeon stood in front of you, his angelic form out in a protective manor. Scaring off the offensive demon, Simeon quickly went to his normal form and turned to you. "MC?" He said softly, not trying to startle you. His soft gloved hand grabbed yours, you looked into his beautiful eyes with admiration. "How are you fee-" his attempt to ask you how you were doing was interrupted. "You're beautiful." You blurted out at him, his eyes widened at the compliment. "My sun, thank you for the compliment, but that is by no means what we should be focusing on."
He softly dragged you to Purgatory Hall. Luckily, everyone was out and about. Letting the two of you have some alone time, it was silent, the rooms air was thick. "Simeon, what's going on?" You whined out, trying to grasp him from his thoughts. He let out a sigh before looking back at your face, frowning at the small bruise. "Dear, I couldn't protect you from being hit. I am supposed to be your guardian angel, yet I couldn't save you...." His fingers slightly traced your bruise before he pressed his lips on the injury. The dark mark on your face immediately started to heal at his delicate lips.
"Sim look at me." You said softly, his blue irises looked into your eyes. "You just healed me with a kiss. You didn't know that was going to happen. You're still my guardian angel, but most importantly, you're my boyfriend." You smiled softly, hugging his chest. "Plus.... your wings literally lit up half the fucking area." You giggled softly, his lips went into an endearing smile. "You truly find it that beautiful?" He asked you, and you quickly nodded your head. "Well, it's all yours."
(Bonus: the rest of the Purgatory Hall made it back, shocked to see Simeons wings. All of them other than Raphael gasped. "What's the occasion?!" Solomon asked, Luke nodded quickly, doing cute jumps. "Ah, there was an incident. They saw my form and loved it." Simeon said softly, laughing at Luke's reactions. "What incident?! A pesky demon, I bet!" The kid said, causing you to nod. "Yeah, he hit m-" your mouth was covered by your boyfriends hands. You peered up to the other three, Luke had an out of character dark aura, Solomon had a torture book floating around him, and Raphaels spears were out. Shit.)
Solomon
His eyes locked onto your unconscious body, he looked up only to find one of the demons he has a pact with. "Uh,- Sir it was just-" the demon was thrown to the ground immediately "silence." Solomon's voice said, deep and scarily, using the pact to his advantage, people gathered around. "So I assume you don't know who they are, hm?" He said with an amusing tune, his brown eyes piercing into the demon's eyes. The demon shook his head vigorously "Well. Too bad."
The air around the sorcerer got thick, his eyes glowing with magic. "Let this be a message to everyone, Never. Ever. Lay your grotesque hands on, my spouse."
The demon was quickly eliminated, Solomon lifted your limp body and ran to Purgatory Hall, once he made it inside he quickly placed some healing spells on your body. The large bruise on your face shrunk, and he furrowed his eyebrows softly, kissing the now small bruise. "I will never let anyone lay their hands on you again.... sleep well, my beloved."
When you woke up his eyes shot towards yours, "Hey hey, how are you feeling?" His hand grabbed yours, "I'm alright, uh.. what happened?" You asked with a groan, causing him to have a small smile, "Don't worry about it okay? It's all taken care of now." His thumb ran across your knuckles, "Come on Luke was worried sick."
(Bonus: when you walked out of Solomons's room, the sweet smell of the living room filled your nostrils. Hundreds of baked goods filled the space. "MC!" The blonde angel yelled, before launching himself into your arms, "You're alive... grr I swear I'll.... I'll get those demons to pay!" He said, he let out a soft sigh before grabbing a plate. "I uh.... stressed bake I made you your favorite......*)
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:) what's your favorite dessert? I like plain cheesecake
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hi sophie! you can deny this request if it's too suggestive for you, but i was wondering if you could write how the brothers react to an MC that walks around the house shirtless/in a sports bra if they're fem bodied when it gets too warm? it's super hot this summer and i've been doing this recently to calm down haha
no worries if you can't! anyway i hope you're well :3
~ nessa ♡
seeing you shirtless
includes: lucifer, mammon, asmo, beel x/& gn!reader (no pronouns/body type mentioned/described)
wc: .4k | rated t | m.list | pt 2
a/n: oml this was so fun to write ty for this idea!! my inbox is open to chat, req, or leave feedback, so come say hi!
warnings: minorly suggestive (thirsty brothers), explicit language
please reblog <3
➳ lucifer is a gentleman, so he doesn’t comment on your choice of–lack of–attire, however, he finds himself looking more often than is polite, more often than he should, studiously taking in the unfamiliar slope of your shoulders, the way your spine sits in your back. you’re magnetic, and though he tries to be subtle he’s sure you’ve caught him staring by now. perhaps that’s why you keep entering the room, stopping to stretch directly in his line of sight with a poorly concealed smile across your lips. lucifer tears his eyes away, looking at his book, but the words are incomprehensible.
➳ mammon wonders if his blush is permanently on his face. he’s seen you in a swimsuit before, hell, more than once, but this is somehow different. maybe it’s because you’re in his house, in his room, acting in such a familiar way in such a familiar setting but looking so unfamiliar, like something straight out of his dreams. and look, it’s not like he’s trying to objectify you or anything, but he can't deny that you’re attractive. distantly, he wonders if you have any freckles previously undiscovered, before he shakes himself. he’s the great mammon! he shouldn’t be swayed by some human! and yet… god, even his ears are red.
➳ asmo whistles, eyes wide. you’d been complaining about the heat lately, something asmo’d totally forgotten was a thing, given that he was a demon in the fiery pits of hell and all, but he’d never thought this would be your solution. instead of being shy, you wink at him, continuing to wipe down the glass of the sliding door, body moving in such interesting, delectable ways. look what you’ve done to him, made him fantasize over cleaning for god’s sake! asmo continues to watch, debating the merits of stripping out of his own shirt as well.
➳ beel doesn’t notice for a long moment, but when he does, he can’t stop himself from admiring your body, loving how it looks in its natural shape. he loves everything about you, something he hopes you know, and can’t believe how lucky he is. for once, he's not hungry, sated with the feat in front of his eyes. or maybe he’s more hungry. hard to tell. but he’s nothing if not polite, so he acts as if nothing’s happened, taking care to maintain eye contact with you respectfully, even offering his help with chores. but when you turn around… damn, he’s so lucky.
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omg i love your work!! if posisble, can you do a part 2 to touching their wings and stuff with the dateables or maybe other characters? thank you and take care :D
touching their tails/horns/etc. pt 2
includes: diavolo, barbatos, simeon, mephisto, raphael x/& gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)
wc: .5k | rated t | m.list | pt 1
a/n: i took a lot of creative liberties with this one, either because their forms haven't been revealed or just because i wanted to so just assume most of this is not canon at all lol
please reblog and like <33
➳ diavolo laughs as you poke at the gilded ends of his wings, taking in the intricate design. “it’s real gold,” he says before you can ask, gesturing to the tips of his horns, “as are these. it’s a birth present to children of our family, laced with magic that let’s it grow and change along with is. it’s a symbol of our wealth, our status.” you reach up to touch his horns, and he leans into your touch, happy to let you explore as you wish. “sometimes i think they’re a bit much, and then i remember who i am,” he continues, and you chuckle, making him laugh again too.
➳ barbatos’ tail twitches as you run your hand along it, obviously surprised by the texture. “that feels good,” he says mildly, and you give him a grin, twisting the end of each forked part between your fingers gently. if it keeps you occupied he’s happy to let you play with his tail for as long as you want. only because of that, obviously. not because he can’t remember the last time, if ever, someone’s touched him like this. or because your touch is soothing something inside of him he hadn’t known needed soothed.
➳ mephisto bows his head for you, letting you feel over the nubs where his horns should have been. “they never grew in quite properly,” he explains, sighing as you scratch gently at his scalp around them, “which is why i don’t often reveal my demon form. it’s a bit embarrassing, isn’t it? of course, my parents offered to have false horns inset, and lord diavolo knows we had the money for it, but, well, that just sounded like a bother.” you press your fingers to hs head, eyes steady, and he’s glad to see you’re not thinking of him any differently.
➳ raphael unfurls his wings, and you catch your breath. he’s often been told that his wings are beautiful, richly colored like a peacock’s, and your reaction goes on to support that opinion. “you can touch, if you’d like,” he offers, and you don’t hesitate, burying your fingers in the downy feathers near where they connect to his back. his head falls back, and a quiet peace goes over the two of you as you stroke your way from base to wing tip, then back, soothing actions putting him on the verge of sleep.
➳ simeon wakes up to the feel of your touch on his wing, soft and hesitant. sometime during the night, he’d transformed into his angel form, wings splayed out and over the bed, almost covering the whole thing in their enormity. they certainly cover you, like a warm, live, down blanket. he twitches instinctively, and you pull your hands back. “no, no,” he says sleepily, “you can keep going. it feels good when you touch me.” he sees you smile and smiles too, even though he’s already being lured back into sleep by your soft strokes across the top of his wing, where the feathers are smooth and packed together.
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under where?
content + warnings: nsfw, x fem!reader, flashing, discussions of oral
prompt: "Imagine sitting across from the brothers and nonchalantly spreading your legs to reveal no underwear under your skirt. Just IMAGINE their reactions…" (via: @shywritersblog)
there's a tension in the air, a mixture of seven different reactions to the same action. seven demons who knew their master had such a commanding presence, had fallen victim to "stay" time and time again-- yet here you are, bringing all of them to their knees without uttering a single word.
lucifer pales when your legs spread. a low, possessive growl threatens to rock his chest, but he swallows hard and averts his gaze. you can see his cheeks flush a little. he meets your gaze-- he's very determined to show you he doesn't see you as a piece of meat-- and opens his mouth to scold you for such vulgar behavior. but there's this heat in your gaze, almost inviting as your eyes smolder with want. his mouth closes. he takes another look between your spread legs. fuck. you're so wet it's obscene. were you really that needy, working yourself up like that over there? he can only imagine what's running through your head, what depraved thoughts linger beneath that cheshire smile. no matter. just say the word and he's whisk you away to his room, alone, ready to please his master until dawn breaks through the darkened skies.
mammon whines, the sound loud and uninhibited, his cheeks engulfing in flames-- yet he can't bring himself to be ashamed. it takes everything in him not to pounce on you. he wants to yell, too. why? why're you so comfortable spreading your legs like that in front of all his brothers, huh?! don't you know the kind of filthy thoughts running through their heads?! the conflicting feelings make his stomach flutter. he wants to close your legs, guarding your entrance like a dragon to its hoard, greedy to keep its greatest treasure private. but he also wants to fall to his knees in front of you. to wait for your permission before burying his face in your cunt, fucking you on his tongue in front of everyone. he's getting impatient now that the thought's entered his mind-- so can you please stop looking at him like that and let him touch you already, before he loses whatever mind he has left?
leviathan can feel his shame rush to his face, burning heat pooling at the back of his neck. it's embarassing how quickly his pants grow tight and cumbersome. this-- this is too much for him. he needs to hide away, now, burrowing into a fort of blankets in his bathtub until a century or two passes and he's sure everyone's forgotten about this moment in time. but he can't. because you're staring at him. your eyes crawl up his body, lingering on his shifty feet, his quivering hands, his tented pants-- your gaze makes his head spin. he's going to pass out if you keep watching him like that. you wet your lips briefly, eyes darting to meet his before your gaze falls between his legs again, and he swears to every authority in every realm that he can feel his cock throb in need. please say something, do something. either let him retreat to lick his wounds or ride him until he's a puddle of drool and slick underneath you.
satan's cheeks flush, but he keeps his gaze steady as he thoroughly observes your sopping wet cunt. he wants to think of something clever or witty to say, but his mouth is so dry and his brain is so fuzzy-- do you know what you do to him? he's aware that you're teasing him. it's frustrating. all these eyes on you, and yet you're only looking at him. like a cat that got the cream, you're smirking, lounging in your chair like he can't see the slick gathering around your entrance. it would be so easy for his finger to slip inside you, finger fucking you senseless until you're so sensitive you writhe and dig your nails into the arms of that chair. but that would be too easy, wouldn't it? no, you're teasing the avatar of wrath. while patience is not his favorite virtue, it will be the one he has tonight-- because the moment you're finally underneath him, he's going to toy with you as much as he wants, prowl around your exposed body until he decides to pounce. after all, you're the one who wanted to play cat and mouse.
asmodeus can feel his lips curl into a grin. oh, you naughty little thing! a giggle escapes his lips as he watches you with rapt attention. oh, that slippery little cunt of yours is so cute! would you mind if he got a closer look? he wants to bask in this moment. you're biting your bottom lip and grinning right back at him, and it takes everything in him not to break the tension by letting honey filth spew from his lustful lips. sure, there's a lot he could say, but don't actions speak louder than words? in that case, he wouldn't mind running his tongue along that pretty clit of yours to taste your slick himself. he can't think of a better way to express his love for you than to ravish you as thoroughly as the tried and true avatar of lust can. the room is delightfully hot and intense, making his head spin as surges of lust bounce off the walls. oh, darling, the anticipation is killing him-- won't you just share all the dirty thoughts caught in that pretty little head of yours?
beelzebub suddenly feels like he shouldn't be here. he notices the change in the air before he notices your legs spread, ever perceptive to the emotions of his loved ones. and all of those feelings lead him to you-- specifically, that wet spot between your legs that's got everyone so riled all of a sudden. it makes him nervous. at first, he worries you've exposed yourself on accident. he looks away as his cheeks turn pink, ashamed of how quickly his mind begins to wander. but then he hears you shuffling-- so naturally, he looks back at you-- to find you pulling your skirt up further, bunching it around your thighs to give everyone a clearer view. he realizes now that you want everyone to see your cunt. now he doesn't feel so bad about staring, about the groan sitting in the back of his throat. he'll never push, never question your motives or try to touch you without explicit permission, but he can't help the way his mouth waters and his erection stirs in his pants. and judging by the way you're staring at him like a five course meal, it seems you don't mind much either.
belphegor's eyes widen in shock, before a predatory grin engulfs his face. oh. you're in for it now. you've given the game away by exposing yourself as a needy whore, and it's clear from your haughty smirk that you think you've won this game. that's cute. but you're playing with demons-- manipulative, scheming, needy demons that'd do anything to bury themselves deep inside of the very hole you're so determined to tease them with. or maybe you're just teasing one particular demon. because your eyes linger on his just a bit too long to be coincidental, flitting away to the ground or a nearby wall before meeting his again. are you feeling nervous now? you should be. make no mistake-- he sees what you're doing here, and he's already thinking of ways to handle it. you're clearly getting aroused by all the attention. he wants to help, but he's just feeling so tired. you're already so prepped and eager-- maybe he should let you sink onto his cock in this very room? he's curious to see how well you can perform with an audience.
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keep in, baby, keep in — all brothers
author’s note ʚɞ inspired by the line from pado by nct u. i’m basically thinking about cockwarming 24/7 so now you all must suffer with me.
tags ʚɞ female reader x all brothers, also includes public/semi–public settings, cockwarming, oral fixation, double penetration. minors do not interact!
𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑 thinks it’s impractical to have you sitting on his lap for multiple hours at a time. the warmth of your pussy wrapped around his cock isn’t something he’d say no to but sometimes his work is more important and when you’re shuffling around on his lap blocking his views of the papers on his desk, well, it gets frustrating easily. so he’d much rather have you sitting pretty underneath his desk with his legs wide enough for you to slot perfectly in between, cockwarming him with your mouth. he also doesn’t mind having you lay on top of him while sleeping, his cock tucked snugly into your body. but then again, it’s incredibly impractical. how can you expect him to sleep when he’s eager to cum every five minutes?
cockwarming is both heaven and torture for 𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐍. on one hand, he’s addicted to the feel of your warmth around him, letting his cock bake in your wet pussy like there’s no tomorrow. but on the other hand, there’s only so much his greedy, desperate cock can take. he likes to act all big and mighty with you on your knees with his cock sitting in your mouth in the middle of a poker game at the casino, or having you sit on his lap at rad with no one else aware that underneath your uniforms, his cock is buried deep inside you. but one little shuffle from you will send him over the edge. he groans in your ear, begging you not to tease him but you do the exact opposite, turning him into putty.
𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 is impartial to cockwarming. he loves it sometimes; other times, cockwarming is the last thing he wants. that’s not to say he won’t enjoy it. he, too, has an oral fixation and loves having your fingers stuffed into his mouth. so he won’t say no to you when you’re all pouty begging him to put his dick – rather, dicks – in your mouth. or to let you sit in his lap with him filling your holes with his cocks while you both play video games. it’s a real test for him; how long can he last this time? will he be able to sit still until you’ve fallen asleep comfortably in his lap? or will he last two minutes at most before grabbing your hips, locking you in place while he slowly grinds in and out of you? you’ll more than often see the latter from him.
𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐍 is very vocal about his love for cockwarming. it’s sweet, cosy and intimate having your bodies wrapped together like there’s no skin separating you. you could be doing the most casual things, like studying or watching a movie and he’ll try to find his way inside you. he just loves how whiny and needy you get. he acts so stoic, like it doesn’t bother him but trust me, he’s just waiting for the right moment to turn the innocent cockwarming session into a hot, steamy fucking. in the meantime, he will enjoy you squirming and whimpering about how unfair it is. but he knows how unfair it is, for both of you. he’ll willingly restrain himself in the name of making you suffer, but he’ll make it all the worthwhile when you both let go.
no one loves cockwarming as much as 𝐀𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐔𝐒 and he will definitely test your limits in terms of how risqué you can get. but then again, as much as he loves having you cockwarm him in the middle of class or during movie night with his brothers, he prefers having you all to himself in the quiet, peaceful moments together — laying on his bed, slowly kissing to some slow music while his cock sits snug inside your warm pussy. his hot breath is evidence of how fucking helpless he becomes with you, panting heavily with the need for relief almost killing him. but that’s what makes him love it even more, the suspense of not knowing if you’ll give in to his desires and fuck his needy cock or if you’ll torture him further, denying him even an ounce of succour.
𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐙𝐄𝐁𝐔𝐁 isn’t the biggest fan of cockwarming. of course, he loves it when it happens. but beel is an active guy. he doesn’t stay in one place for an extended period of time unless he’s sleeping. plus, he knows how big he is and how strenuous it must be for you to hold him inside your mouth or pussy for such a long time. but he can never say no to you (especially when you’re pestering him) so he promises to sit still for the entirety of a movie while you sit in his lap all naked and cosy under a blanket, his huge cock stretching your walls and filling you up. he doesn’t know how you can sit still like this for over an hour because all he’s thinking of is fucking you like a ragdoll.
𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐑 is also unbiased when it comes to cockwarming. he likes it but he also won’t beg for it. if anything, having his cock buried in you for longer than it should is quite daunting. last time, he thought his dick disintegrated after keeping it in for over two hours. he prefers to do it when it only lasts ten minutes, a half hour at most. any longer and it’s uncomfortably painful for him. he’s not afraid to admit he’s a weak guy, especially against you and he hates that it makes you pout when he asks to stop. but he’ll knock the pout right off your face when he’s fucking you so intensely after all is said and done. at least there’s something good that comes from cockwarming, and that’s payback for making him wait.
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Obey Me Brothers eating you out
(hc's/drabble?)
Note : demon tongue hc's and their demon forms r used!
Warnings : [GN!reader], eating out, monster tongue, NSFW so minors dni, alot of cum, overstimming, edging, brat taming (Lucifer), spanking (mammon), toys (asmo), bondage (satan).
Lucifer
His tongue would be long and the end would have a sharp shape (basically not dull flat)
He loves to shove his tongue while kissing you basically deep in your throat and he pulls away just to look at your sloppy drool-covered face
Lucifer will edge you if you're a brat to him but definitely reward you by making you overstimulated
Likes to tease until you BEG for him to put his tongue in or give you more friction
If you're feeling bratty or just want some rough sex just annoy the shit outta him or disobeying him (gl tho)
"You're acting like this on purpose aren't you?" He spoke while his fingers graze over your hole, licking it up but not giving you the satisfaction of putting it in. "If you want it so bad then..beg for it." If you did beg enough for him to put it in then be ready cause he's gonna be there until you can't even talk and your hole is bruised and puffy as his long thick monstrous tongue fucks your needy hole.
Mammon
I like to think that his tongue is almost similar to a human tongue but just longer with a piercing on the edge
Cause he's the avatar of Greed, dont be suprised that he's always greedy for your cum and wants to make a mess out of you
Gripping your thighs while he's working his way making you cum again and again
His tongue piercing makes it better cause it always rub and hits the spot that made you see stars
Chatty and dirty talks you while he's deep in, the vibration makes you go nuts (he does this on purpose 🤝)
Spanks you lightly for fun
"haah.. c'mon cum for me and me only~" his words slurred as his tongue is fully inside you and fingers are squishing and kneading your soft plushy cheeks "yeah? One more time, cum on me.. yours truly will make you feel good once more". He said again, pulling his tongue out just to bite your thighs before shoving back in and shoves his tongue in and out faster while stroking himself, cumming all over his thigh and pants staining it. Spanks your thigh multiple times before going again.
Leviathan
I think his tongue would be longer than Lucifer's and would be bright blue, definitely thicker aswell
He's so shy to do it but will obey your commands
If you guide him, he'd be determined to make you feel good and practice to make you scream and cry just from his tongue
Would grind on a pillow or something so the both of you feel good while moaning your name
Levi would try stucking his tongue so deep but is scared it'll hurt you even though silently he wants to so bad
"hmmff.. this- good..?" Leviathan said in between him slurping you, his long tongue drills itself into you without mercy, one hand on your chest while the other one is pumping his own cock wanting to catch his orgasm "close, I'm- ah shit.. close!" He said as he came all over the sheets trying to come back from the high orgasm while licking the edge of your hole. "Taste.. so good~" his face was tinted with slightly red looking away from you "again?"
Satan
Sharp tongue but not sharp enough to cut or hurt you
But slight rough on the edges compliments his sharp fangs aswell
Angry sex will occur now and then so yay to you if you like it rough
Will tie your legs onto the edge of the bed/sofa so that you're spread wide giving him alot of access
If he's angry about something or someone (lucifer 💀) he'd go longer until his anger is satiated
"mhh, fuck! Could you believe that fucker did that? Mhhh.." Satan yanks your thigh while he spoke before spitting onto your hole and dives in. "Be good for me and sit here for awhile yeah? I'm sure you can take at least.. two hours~" he laughs and slid his rough tongue inside, going slowly so he doesn't hurt you because no matter how mad he is at anything theres no chance he'd hurt you. "Mmmh" Satan starts to move his tongue in and out faster while his other hand is playing with you, flicking and pinching it lightly. Stops when he knows you're about to cum "not yet. be patient."
Asmodeus
I think asmo has multiple tongues (like tentacle-ish almost)
Asmo will beg you to experiment with his tongue, maybe he shoves his tongue in you while he abuses you with a vibrator or your tip/clit
Will do this for hours until he's satisfied
Uses multiple toys on you
"please let me use it!" He begged as he holds a vibrator in his hand while still in between your legs. Asmo started to turn on the vibration and slightly pushing it in your hole before licking the rim "see~? Feels good doesn't it" he took it out making you whine at the loss of action, before you could even complain he shoves his big tentacle-like tongues in you. It hurt, of course it did there were multiple of them. "Hehe~! I'm sure it doesn't hurt that bad..!"
Beelzebub
Just his tongue can make you cum multiple time ughh
His tongue has a little edge sticking out, like satan's sharp edges but they're dull and squishy
The texture is like any normal tongue but big and thick whike sort of flat and not sharp at all
He'll eat you out until he's full (which is never) or when it's in the middle of the night and he's hungry
"m'still hungry..let me eat more.." he said while you're already extremely overstimulated from cumming countless of times from his tongue, he doesn't even need to use his fingers. "Tasty...so..hungry..." Beel spoke while shaking his head sideways on your hole just to make your wetness splash everywhere, his face and his neck covered in juices and spit. He could go til the sun rises again and he would still be hungry and wanting more of you "look how red and puffy it became..mmmhh" if you tried to push his head off from your already bruised hole he'd force your legs to lock his head and shoves his tongue in again.
Belphegor
This is just what i imagine but i think his tongue would be..dry because he sleeps most of the times not getting enough water
Probably has a beige sort of color to it, and isn't really as big as his twin but enough to pleasure you
He'd insist on you sitting on his face because that way he can lay down while eating you out
Lazy smexy time? Hell yea
"press more.. i can take it" he says while trying to make you sit on his face even harder, silently he wants you to use his face like nothing but a toy for yourself and you only. He lazily shoves his tongue making you grind on it yourself in a teasing manner "if you want it so bad..then hurry" belphie smirks under you while licking and lapping your juices up.
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Ya girl has done it again! They're just too much fun to draw and I will forever and always give them the bisexual lighting.（￣ε￣ʃƪ）
This is a colored sketch for the funsies so it's not as detailed as it can be but it was fun nevertheless.
I'll probably clean this up at some point but for now, here you are tumblr. (☞ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)☞
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It’s past midnight and Damian thinks you are sound asleep in your bedroom, which is why he’s surprised to see you wide awake sitting by your desk writing away on a piece of paper. you don’t hear your window slide open and you don’t feel his presence when he steps foot into your bedroom, too engrossed in whatever you’re doing.
“You should be asleep” his voice is soft but firm, not wanting to scare you. But he does, slightly though. When you jump a bit and turn around your eyes soften, with tired eyes and a tired smile you can only reply:
“I have to study for finals” and wave the piece of paper slightly. He frowns, watching as you go back to your assignment ignoring him. He strips the mask off his face, creeping up beside you, Damian snatches the pencil from your hand, and with a huff, you send him a glare “Damian cmon” you whine “I have to finish my missing assignments and I have to study I don’t have time for this”
he doesn’t say anything as his green eyes stare back at yours, taking in the tried expression they hold and the dark circles they seem to be forming under your eyes. “From what I know, finals aren’t for another week” The pencil is placed back down on your desk and he takes your hand in his, pulling you to your feet. You whine has a protest. “Finals are important to you, I know, but cutting back on sleep won’t help you”
“You sound just like my parents”
Damian huffs, dragging you with him as he takes you to your bed. You don’t seem to fight back as he leads you in the covers, tucking you in as you turn to your side and pat the spot next to you. He complies, laying on his back with his fingers intertwined and placed on his midsection.
“Don’t overwork yourself”
“I wasn’t. Don’t worry” you leaned closer, enjoying the warmth his suit was giving. You nuzzle closer to his shoulder, finger tracing over the stitched R on his suit as your mind wanders for a bit. “You think I’ll do good”
“I think you’ll do fantastic beloved, now go to sleep” he leaned down to kiss your temple, and with one final sigh, you close your eyes, sleep taking over you quickly.
IM DONE WITH THIS SEMESTER!
did I fail my math? YEP!
Am I still passing with a D ABSOLUTELY. That’s all that matters 😋
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so cutee🥺, ily💖
Justice League Conference
Pairing(s): Damian Wayne x intended male reader (no gendered pronouns)
Summary: Just you and Damian drooling over the other instead of paying attention during the meeting. (+ a bonus scene)
The entire justice league including everyone who worked with/ under Batman was asked to come to this conference concerning an asteroid or whatever.
To be completely honest you weren’t really paying attention, especially with the beauty that was Damian Wayne in front of you.
You could tell he felt the same as he kept eyeing you from across the table and mouthing things.
At least you’d occasionally pay attention right? Yea absolutely not. Sure you’d look at whoever was speaking but Damian was in a whole other league.
When you turned to look at whoever was speaking once again, you accidentally lock eyes with Tim. Who purposefully rolled his eyes and made a gagging motion.
When he suddenly stopped you looked at the source, which was Bruce motioning for him to cut it out.
Besides that and catching some other high ranked heroes chuckling at you and Damian’s antics nothing much happened.
Then you felt Damian’s foot touch yours from under the table, which was concerning considering how wide the table was, but that was soon pushed to the back of your mind.
You let out a quiet laugh and you tapped his foot back, then he handed you a note.
“You look cute today” Was what it said.
You paused then wrote “oh? So I’m not normally cute?” And waited for the heroes to face away from y’all in order pass it. He quickly replied back.
“You know that’s not what I meant”
A whispered “hey” caught both of your attentions, it had come from Jason.
“I know you guys are being cute or whatever but shh” and he leaned back in his chair. With the way he was smirking you could tell he didn’t really care if you guys continued on but could tell he was sorta pressured by Bruce who was motioning for him to say something to you guys.
Eventually things got boring being on your own so you opted to just open your bag of chips and slid it, silently offering for Damian to take some. He refused but ultimately took one, a ghost of a smile on his face.
At one point someone (you weren’t paying attention to see who) called for a 10 minute break and people could eat, go restroom, do whatever. Some even stayed in the meeting room.
It was completely quiet as heroes were still talking amongst themselves so you struck up a conversation with Damian.
“You come here often gorgeous?” You ask winking.
Damian laughed at that and covered his mouth, then playfully hit you. “Shut up”
You two would often joke about cringe couple actions but admittedly you both liked acting this way with one another.
“Ew get a room” Tim said gagging as he walked past.
Before he could get too far Damian managed to say something, “ stop acting as if you don’t have a boyfriend that drools over u and we have to be the victims to it”
“Whatever!” Was heard in the distance and you and Damian settled down next to each other, then the break ended.
Whoever/ however u had ties with the justice league probably regretted inviting you.
You sitting next to Damian was honestly an eye opener to how bad your flirting could get.
You two were constantly giggling and openly flirting with one another, and honestly you didn’t regret it one bit.
The way he’d laugh and try to stifle his laughter was all worth it.
Soon the conference came to an end and all the heroes went their separate ways.
Well, not before laughing and poking fun at you and Damian for flirting, oblivious to everyone else.
Even the Superman said something, like damn
We’ll soon you decided to just stand on the roof of some random building like the wanna be y/n you are (u actually are y/n-)
The cold weather allowing your breath to be shown. Then you heard a small thump and turned around to face Damian.
“Hey-“
He hugged you and almost threw you off the ledge. “Hahaha what’s the big deal?” You said laughing.
He finally removed his head from where it was neatly tucked away and looked at you. You knew he was saying something but you really couldn’t focus with how beautiful he looked in the moonlight.
He seemed to notice and his eyebrow’s furrowed. “Did you even hear what I said?”
“No” you said admittedly “I was too busy looking at you”
To say his face bursted into flames would be an understatement. Despite the cold weather, his face persevered and heat swallowed him whole.
“Shut up, you’re the pretty one”
Now it was your turn to be shocked “thanks but I’m sure u win over me”
This seemed to upset Damian greatly and he faced you with new found determination.
“ you’re not only handsome but kind, it’s one of the things I admire about you- and have been all evening in case you didn’t notice.”
Wow you really didn’t, I mean sure u offered ur seat, held open doors and even gave snacks to others but- you really couldn’t argue.
You nodded in defeat “ok” and hugged him, which he was more than happy to return.
There u were, you, Damian, under the moon and newly fallen snow.
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Here ya go hope u like 🫶 @wowsnowwhitewell
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𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬~
𝐏𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬~
Happens when you cradle his face in your hands softly, sway back and forth as the tips of his fingers run up along your arm and find their way up your wrist, the coldness of his gold rings hitting your warm arms that sends shivers down your spine. Damian brings your palms closer to his warm lips—giving them a gentle kiss.
𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝~
Happens when you sit down next to him. On the bed, on the couch, on the ground, etc. he’ll bring you closer than you already are to him—wrapping an arm around your shoulders and placing your head comfortably on his shoulders. Occasionally you’ll feel his lips on the crown of your head while you lay back and watch TV
𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬~
Damian takes affection seriously, he’s not really the playful type. But you on the other hand—it’s a different story. Something about the way he hunched over the desk, eyes burning onto the bright screen of his computer, eyebrows furrowed. He’s looking too serious for your liking. So you walk up to him, littering in tan skin with light feather-like kisses. He let’s put chuckles at your childish tattic that seems to work.
𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 ~
Damian has a habit of tracing your lips before he dives in for a kiss. You can be talking about your day or something random you learned and he’ll trace your lips with his thumb, it’s expected. He does it all the time—so when his head is leaning down, you lean forward putting your conversation on hold for a little kiss Damian places along your neck that gives you goosebumps. The sensation makes you giggle. That’s why he does it. The more he leaves them and brings the kisses up your neck the more it tickles. He likes the way the way your laughter vibrates against his lips.
𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝~
Quick kisses on the forehead when he’s in a rush to leave for work or for patrol. It’s an easy reach considering how tall he actually is compared to you.
𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬~
He rarely does them, but when he does, he’s overcome with a sense of strong emotions. After stressful days, when he comes home. He’s exhausted, beaten up, and sore, he doesn’t think he can take another step. He wants you in his arms, that’s all he wants. In his arms swaying back and forth with no word exchanged. His lips hover over yours—centimeters away. He whispers “I love you” right against them.
𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬~
the start of your relationship where everything was new and a secret. It comes out of nowhere when he would visit you during his patrol hours late at night. They happen randomly— he’s outside your window, unsurprisingly upside down. Waiting for you to show up. And when you do you open up your bedroom window and slam your lips against his. You can feel the grin spreading across his lips right up against yours.
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You're mine, sweetheart
Author's note: Soooo since I know that you guys LOVE my Damian's Wayne Imagines, I decided to post one today :) Hope you guys like it. And I'm thinking about doing a kinktober, what you guys think? (PLEASE SOMEONE ANSWER ME I'M TIRED OF NOT HAVING COMMENTS (T⌓T)(T⌓T)(T⌓T)!!!!)
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Damian Wayne isn’t a jealous person.
Or that it’s what he says. What he wants you to believe.
But you knew him like Batman knew the Joker, how Timothy Drake-Wayne knew all the types of coffee.
You saw the way he clenched his jaw when his brother Jason decided to tease him by flirting with you, you saw the way Damian would hold his fork a little too tight when Timothy complimented you too many times about how intelligent you are while the family were gathered at the dinner table. Or how Damian would glare at any guy who was flirting with you with the anger of a God before he decided to simply hold your waist in a romantic manner or kiss your neck.
Maybe he didn’t know he did all these little things, or maybe he did knew and continued to do this because he wanted to show everyone that you were his, and if Damian continues loving you in the future as much as he does now, then you’ll be his for a very long time.
�� Because Damian may be a Wayne; Batman’s son and look almost too much like his father, but he was still a Al Ghul.
And the Al Ghuls were very possessive and jealous people.
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MC Has An Allergic Reaction [Obey Me! Headcanons: Demons + Solomon]
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A/N: Based on the allergic reactions I have to cherries and shellfish.
CW: Anaphylaxis, near death, food allergy
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MC dropped the fork they were using to eat the meal. Their eyes widened as they stared at their food in shock. “What’s in this?” they questioned slowly. Their tongue felt funny and the world started to spin. Breathing burned their lungs as their airways started to constrict. Words sounded around them, but they sounded distant. MC’s vision split in two. They felt their body falling. Screams sounded around them. Everything was going black.
Lucifer
One of the first to spring into action. He starts yelling at Satan and Solomon to do something. He doesn't know what they need to do, because he doesn't really know what's going on.
As more seconds pass by, it's obvious that the Avatar of Pride is starting to become unraveled and is starting to panic.
Once MC's stabilized, he'll collapse into a chair and rest his head in his hands.
After everyone has calmed down, he'll have MC come to his room later. He needs to hold them, but doesn't want everyone to know just exactly how scared he was.
He'll demand that MC see an allergist to get a comprehensive list of everything they're allergic to. Once he has that list, he rids the house of it and bans it.
Mammon
He's the one that catches MC as they fall. He starts screaming at them to wake up and he has no idea what's going on. He's in pure panic mode and his demon form even comes out.
Beel has to drag Mammon away so that Solomon and Satan can get to work on helping them. He keeps crying and screaming for Beel to let them go. He's their first, he should have protected them from this. Both Levi and Belphie help to restrain Mammon.
When MC's stabilized, Beel will finally let home go. Mammon will rush over and hold them close to him, openly sobbing. He promises he'll never let them go even if it's unrealistic.
He makes sure he reads the ingredient labels on everything MC tries to eat, even if they've eaten it before. Mammon's not going to take that chance again.
Leviathan
At first, he's frozen. He doesn't know what's going on or what he should do. He hears screaming and sees everyone rushing into action. On a battlefield, he's calm and composed, but this is scary.
He sees Beel struggling to hold Mammon back and he rushes into action, assisting his little brother. He stays silent the whole time, if he starts talking he'll start sobbing. He can't lose MC, he can't lose his Henry.
When MC's stabilized, he'll fall to his knees and clench his fists tightly. He wishes he would have been more useful to MC, but he barely did anything.
He'll keep peeking into their room for a while, just to make sure they're okay. He doesn't really say much, thinking they must hate him for just being on the sidelines while everything happened. After a while, though, he'll gather the courage and sit next to them. His hand will wander to theirs and he'll hold it.
He'll get extra EpiPens to carry around, that way if there's a next time, he can actually be useful to them.
Satan
It takes him a moment to spring into action. He'll hear Lucifer yell at him before his body will start moving.
He'll start examining MC, not entirely sure what's happening until Solomon informs him. His mind will be racing as he thinks of different spells that could work.
His hands are shaking as he starts casting spells on MC. He almost starts to cry, but he fights through it to make sure MC will live.
Once MC's stabilized, he'll pull them close to him and press a quick kiss into their hairline before Mammon can steal them from him.
It takes a few minutes afterward, until his rage spikes. He's furious that no one got a list of the things that MC was allergic to and how this oversight almost killed them.
Asmodeus
He stares in shock at MC, not comprehending what's happening. When he sees Lucifer is panicking, he'll start crying. He has no idea how to help but starts searching on his D.D.D. for answers.
He'll run to MC's bag or room to try and see if they have an EpiPen. His tears are blurring his vision, making it harder for him to see. When he does find one, he'll run back and fumble with it before handing it off to Solomon.
He sits nearby and tries to hold onto their hand. He presses kisses on it, begging for them to be okay.
Once they're stabilized, he'll fight with Mammon over holding MC. He'll pepper them with kisses, not being able to get enough contact with them that remind him that they're alive.
Beelzebub
It takes him a minute to leap into action. When he sees that Mammon is panicking too much and is getting in the way, he'll drag his older brother away from MC - even if it pains him to do so.
He'll watch on in agony, not knowing what else he'd be able to do to help. Instead, he focuses on holding back his brother, his own demon form having to appear to hold back the Avatar of Greed.
Once MC's awake, he'll take their hand and give it a small squeeze, asking how they're feeling.
He'll be sure to smell the foods that MC plans to eat to make sure that there's nothing in there that they could be allergic to.
For a while, Beel will likely have nightmares over what happened, some with different outcomes. He'll check on MC in the middle of the night, just to make sure they're okay. If the nightmare was particularly bad, he'll wake them up to see if he can sleep on the floor next to their bed. If they say he can share their bed, he'll climb right in and hold them close to him.
Belphegor
Belphie stares in shock. His heart is hammering wildly and a surge of adrenaline is making him wide awake. He's the one that prepared the meal. He's the one that is making them die. Again.
He'll start sobbing. Apologizing profusely while everyone is getting to work. When he sees Beel and Levi are struggling to hold Mammon back, he'll join in. But he's mostly just hugging Mammon, apologizing to him, to Beel, to MC.
Once the commotion dies down, he'll flee to the attic, not wanting to be in the same room as everyone else. They've forgiven him for killing MC once, he doesn't think they'll forgive him for nearly doing it again.
Lucifer will come up to check on him. Belphie is expecting a harsh punishment, but instead, Lucifer ruffles his hair and tells him that he needs to check on MC. Lucifer tells him that no one really blames him, because no one knew that MC was allergic to the food. It was a Devildom ingredient, not even MC knew.
Belphie will follow Lucifer down, like a scared child. When he sees MC, he'll start crying again. He'll only calm down when he takes a nap with MC, his arms wrapped tightly around them.
Diavolo
When he hears what's happened, he'll come over to see MC immediately. He'll give them a tight hug and tell them that he's so happy that they're okay now.
He'll help schedule an appointment with an allergist and will pay for all of the medical tests.
He'll ban whatever foods MC's allergic to from RAD just to make sure there's not another incident.
He sticks a little closer to MC, placing his hand on their shoulder whenever he has to walk by them.
Barbatos
He was the one that made sure MC had an EpiPen in their bag or in their room when they first arrived in Devildom. He knew that humans could react poorly to certain Devildom ingredients - even without his insight into the future.
He'll accompany Diavolo on their visit to MC to make sure they're okay. When no one's looking, he'll also give them a brief hug.
He'll sit down with everyone to make sure they schedule appropriate meals for MC. If need be, he'll take over the meal prep for MC, just to be on the safe side.
He'll be careful on his outings to the market with MC, steering them clear of whatever it is they're allergic to - not wanting to accidentally expose them. However, he will always carry an EpiPen on him and can open a portal to get medical treatment if need be.
Solomon
He knows what's happening the moment MC asks what's in the dish. He starts rushing over before they pass out. He sees how much Satan is panicking and works to calm down the demon while casting spells on MC.
He remains calm the entire time, knowing which spells to use. However, when Asmo hands him the EpiPen, he still uses it, just in case. He doesn't hesitate to slam the needle into MC's leg.
It's only until everything's done does he start to shake. He'll sit off to the side, trying to calm down from the incident.
When MC approaches him, he'll hug them close to him. He'll always protect them. Always.
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I'm all yours darlin'
Author's note: I'm back!!! So sorry for not posting a lot, my mental health was a little bad, but I'm getting better. Hope you guys like this Imagine! And if you have ANY requests, you can send to me! Lots of love from Skyler!!!
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Damian Wayne was very clingy.
Which was a big surprise to you when you started dating him three months ago. But well, you weren’t going to stop him were you?
He loved when you played with his hair, when you caressed his stomach when he was laying down on your lap.
By the way, never go out and don’t hold his hand, this would made him very grumpy, to the point that Jon will be the victim of his very, very sassy comments. It would usually start with him looking at your eyes then at your hand, then you eyes again, then your hand again. If you don’t pick up the hint, Damian would start walking very close to you, to the point of your arms touching. And you better pick up this hint, or he would start to be more and more grumpy as the times go on and you still don’t hold his hand.
It was cute seeing his behavior, it was clear that he was touch starved, his mom being Talia Al Ghul and his father Bruce Wayne, along with his grandfather being who he is.
“Beloved, hand. Now.” Damian said, looking at you seriously.
He would also do this when he’s anxious or mad at something. It helps him calm down and not go insane.
“Of course love.” You would always say, because how could you refuse your clingy boyfriend?!
But obviously, Damian being Damian, he would never admit that he’s clingy.
And you better not tell anyone that or he’s never going to hold your hand again in public!
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Your take on damian×affectionate!reader?
Warnings: Slightly Suggestive, mentions of Sex
As an affectionate person myself, I would love to say that Damian would fall head over heels for a person as affectionate as fuzzy moths to light.
And, to an extent, I think he would want someone like this.
However, we first need to distinguish the different types of affection there are in a relationship, since the term does not just adhere to the physical displays of love (kissing, cuddling, holding hands, etc)
There are five types of affection that one can display (six if you count sexual intimacy as its own category): Words of Affirmation, Acts of Service, Gift Giving, Quality Time, and finally - physical touch.
In this list, there are two categories that I feel like Damian would prefer over the rest: Quality time and Words of Affirmation
My reasoning for this? Well, the first one is almost self explanatory. With the partial vigilante life that Damian lives, the both of you are robbed from spending as much time as you would want together. Because of this reason, any time spent needs to be worthwhile for him or else he will get antsy.
As unfortunate as it is to say, the both of you don’t know if the kiss he gives you will be the last, or if the movie you watch will be the last one you watch together.
Quality time with Damian would include having long and meaningful conversations and cuddling on the couch whilst watching new movies/TV shows/anime. Due to Damian’s competitive nature, he would also enjoy going out to compete in Laser Tag, Paintball, and Escape Rooms. I also think he would really enjoy places like Color Me Mine where you two can paint together while still getting out of the house.
The second type of affection, words of affirmation, is something Damian would also really enjoy although he would rather die than admit it aloud.
Damian is a very goal oriented person who strives for perfection, often going above and beyond in order to prove his worth to those he respects. He also has the confidence in his abilities to shrug off most compliments given to him with a simple “I know.”
However, as the love of his life, the sporadic compliments you give him will bear the weight of a thousand suns. One of the most important factors in this relationship is honesty and trust, so he will accept anything you say to him as fact, therefore making any compliment worth gold.
And for the rougher patrol nights where Damian begins to berate himself for letting Bane (or any other Gotham villains) kill as many people as they did, or for generally not having as good of a night as usual, a few kind words of encouragement will help boost his confidence tremendously.
Even the most confident of people might need some kind-hearted words of motivation to continue forward!
As for other forms of affection, Damian will definitely not mind someone who was physically affectionate. He will gladly seize the opportunity to hold you in his arms and kiss you until the two of you couldn’t breathe.
Sexual intimacy is similar enough to fall into this category as well. I feel like it will take a few more years of maturing (and for him to meet you) for Damian to appreciate the benefits of sex.
It’s like he goes from “That sounds disgusting” to “Get on the bed, habibti, I want to make love to you.”
I’m not going to touch on Acts of Service much because I believe that is Damian’s dominant way of showing affection/love.
Damian also seems like the type to spoil his s/o ROTTEN, and he would prefer giving rather than receiving.
To sum it all up, Damian would prefer to be with someone who appreciates the small amount of time you share and someone who is (at least slightly) emotionally open enough to motivate and affirm him during his brief lapse in confidence; however, this does not mean he will not appreciate physical affection, and in fact will initiate it about half the time.
Prompts list will come out tomorrow! Also, I really loved this ask! It had me thinking a lot about Damian's personality and made me feel like I was entering his psyche or something lmao
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