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chapter one
“don’t call me by my name.”
Alastor x Fem!Reader ; MDI 18+ ; [y/n] used sparingly ; Alias in Hell is Sylvie
tags/warnings: descriptions of reader’s demon form, Alastor uses the chain and withholding your breakfast as punishment, Alastor takes pleasure in your fear, power dynamics, reader worries over being punished, lecherous demons in an alley, non-consensual grab and lick of the face, graphic violence, murder, blood, teeth as a weapon eventual: smut
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prelude ; chapter one
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“Why didn’t you bring me a boy to play with?” Niffty pouted, her little foot stomping the carpet.
She hadn’t been pleased when Alastor broke the news that he had acquired a new maid to help her out around the hotel, and glared at you past his legs. He laughed, seeming to enjoy her tantrum. You still weren’t sure how to feel about this Demon who had taken over your contract. While he had been pleasant enough at the Emporium after Rosie signed you over, he hadn’t spoken a word to you while leading you through the streets of Hell to bring you here.
“I’m afraid you’ve answered your own question, Niffty dear. Had I brought you a toy, I’m not so sure you’d sustain your productivity. Which is precisely why I brought help.” He turned to look back at you for the first time then, your chest tightening from the eye contact. Alastor maintained contact as he continued, “Sylvie will maintain my quarters for now so as not to take away from your duties, but once the hotel gets busier I expect you to play nice and share. Besides, she’ll need training before we just let her loose around the hotel! We have a reputation to uphold, after all.”
He smirked at you and broke his gaze, pivoting to make his way up the stairs. Before the others could get a chance to come talk to you, an invisible tug was at your neck and you hurried to catch up with Alastor.
“I’ll show Sylvie to her room so she can settle in,” Alastor said loud enough for everyone, still facing forward as he continued up the staircase.
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That had been a week ago.
Everyone else had been fairly welcoming, Charlie being the kindest. She and her girlfriend Vaggie had made the most effort getting to know you, which made sense being they were in charge of the hotel. Though he wasn’t rude, Husker only spoke to you in short quips. You tried not to dwell on the pity in his eyes any time you crossed by the bar in the lobby.
Angel Dust had been nice too, the few times you had managed to see him and always at the bar, joking amicably that you could almost pass as twins despite quite obvious differences. He was a decent amount taller and slimmer than you for starters. Hell seemed to have turned him into a spider of sorts, and if you had to take a guess, you had spawned here as some kind of milky-colored reptile. No scales, but there was a faint pearlescent pattern of something close to that covering your neck, back, and extremities.
It was still jarring to see your reflection in the mirror. There were parts you still recognized, though even those features had felt Hell’s touch. To your relief, your face still looked more or less the same. Nearly Human passing, until your newly-added nictitating membrane blinked right-to-left. Though your red pupils and pink sclera were also a dead giveaway (haha, get it?). Something you weren’t sure you’d ever adjust to, but hey, you earned it right?
You had just finished getting into the black collared dress Alastor demanded you wore for work when a dark shadow pooled under your feet. Complete darkness and seconds later, you were standing in the parlor of Alastor’s suite.
“[Y/N],” Alastor’s low, static voice lingered on it, red eyes boring into you. Something he had gleaned very quickly in the week was how unsettled you got when he used your real name, and enjoyed the opportunities to use it. “I find tardiness to be an irksome trait. Do not make it a habit. Am I understood?”
You fought a grimace, loathing his condescension. The Radio Demon’s smile threatened to tear as he watched you struggle to maintain composure. You hadn’t succeeded completely, but you were making some progress.
“Well?” he goaded.
“Yes, sir,” you managed to say evenly, hands fidgeting behind your back.
You knew better now than to play into his tricks. He was trying to get you to react, a sport he took great pleasure in succeeding at. So when he wasn’t ordering you around, he was complaining about the look on your face. Sullen, petulant, ghastly, he had used all kinds of names. And when you had gotten cheeky with him about it on your second day after hours of scrubbing the area rug in his room that he had dirtied on purpose…
The slight ache in the back of your neck served as a reminder of that. Sadistically, the chain was the only true cold you’ve felt since spawning in Hell and it seemed to burn more than acid rain. It wasn’t hard to remember the weight of it, the sweaty feeling of it on your skin. Alastor had enjoyed it all immensely.
Denying him his fun in pissing you off probably wasn’t good in the long term, but you had to toe the line in order to find the limit. You wanted to learn as much as you could about the creature who owned you. Eternity was never-ending, but learning how to cope was all you could try to do. Being moved to this hotel had turned out to be a true blessing all things considered, so if navigating Alastor’s moods and demands was the price, you would have to pay it.
“Good!” The expression on Alastor’s face quickly relaxed into a more pleasant one. “Now hurry up and run into town to fetch my dry cleaning, and bring me something from that new butcher shop. I’ll leave it to you to decide, I so love surprises! Skipping breakfast will serve as your warning for being tardy. See you in an hour, dear.”
With that, he disappeared before you in a quick melt of shadow.
He was so. Fucking. Annoying. But you wouldn’t risk throwing a tantrum. For all you knew, he was still somewhere in the room, and honestly, you didn’t have time to waste. The walk from here to Cannibal Town was about twenty minutes and Alastor had summoned you before you had been able to put on your shoes, a five-minute setback at least. He had also made no mention of how you were expected to pay for any of this…
Time to perform a fucking miracle, you thought to yourself, and made your way for the door.
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Alastor watched as you took a deep breath and smoothed your pale pink hair before leaving his room. The small click of the door locking echoed in the silence. He re-materialized near the large window that faced the city, grinning when he finally saw you walking off the premises at a hurried pace. You were so close to coming loose, so close to breaking that unbecoming pout. How he loathed it. He would rid you of the self-pity you wallowed in, even if it drove you to madness. A chuckle escaped him at the thought.
When you spoke back to him last week it had been such a thrill. Alastor closed his eyes, reliving the memory. He had allowed himself a moment to enjoy your insolence before inverting it to fear. Now that was a face he could get used to. The cold sweat on your skin, your red-pink eyes wide with shock. The sound of your hands and knees hitting the floor was music to his ears! Though he would never forget the gasp that caught in your throat from the shock.
He didn’t even need to raise his voice when he told you never to speak to him that way again, a direction you had perhaps taken too much to heart. Then again, you didn’t come across as a fighter. No, you were much too apathetic for that, at least for now.
And you had smelled so lovely in your fear. The usual floral sweetness of your scent had turned warm and nutty. For a moment he was certain he had picked up a hint of bitterness before you had mouthed off, but it disappeared so quickly once you were frightened that he couldn’t be sure. All he knew was that he wanted to smell it again.
With some luck, that would be quite soon; a little over an hour now if all goes according to plan. The Radio Demon had never expected you to return within the given timeframe.
Setting you up to fail wasn’t fair, but it was certainly fun.
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Donner’s Butchery had been absolutely packed, but you managed to purchase the last available pound of liver. Their selection had been so low that you were more concerned with walking out of there without anything at all. Whether or not Alastor would enjoy it was a matter reserved for your return, though you hoped he would since you had to open a tab to get it.
Thankfully, the dry cleaning had been settled upfront so you were actually starting to feel a little optimistic about making it back in time. In fact, you were now determined to be back in time out of spite. Imagining the veiled irritation on Alastor’s face when you arrived within the hour kept you distracted from the hunger pain in your stomach, and your pace subconsciously picked up. The high was short-lived though once your mind wandered to what other tasks Alastor would surely have lined up once you handed him his clothes and liver.
And what if he hated liver? You were in such a hurry that you didn’t even know what kind it was if he asked about it, which he probably would if only to watch you squirm trying to answer. The hotel wasn’t too far off now and you stepped into an alley to search the bag for a receipt, hoping that the butcher had been thorough enough to write it down. You found the receipt taped to the butcher paper, the words DEER LIVER scribbled with thick, black marker.
“Thank god,” you sighed quietly, relieved to have peace of mind and placed it back in the bag. You were just about to step back onto the sidewalk when you heard laughter behind you.
“God ain’t here, sweetheart. Haven’t you noticed?”
You turned to see two demons, already standing much closer to you than you’d like. In your desperation to check the bag, you hadn’t heard them approaching. Something that should have embarrassed you, given the sour smell wafting off their clothes, but there wasn’t time for that. You took a quick glance at the clocktower.
Five minutes.
Of course it was… Even if you ran, you’d probably only get to the gate at best and knowing Alastor, that wouldn’t count.
“You got somewhere to be? Hand over the bag and maybe we’ll let you go,” the taller one continued, his plump sidekick snickering, both moving to cage you in.
God damn it… You were so close. So fucking close. Not only that, but were you were hungry and exhausted. All you had done this week was try your best to manage Alastor’s impossible expectations for what? An easier eternity? The creeps standing near you were right, God wasn’t here. This is Hell. Suffering eternal.
The sanctuary you thought you’d found at the hotel was anything but. Its promise of redemption was the dangling carrot, always just out of reach. A sick joke, just like everything else here. Not that you had ever planned to be redeemed, you knew why you were here, but living in the hotel had lulled you into a false sense of security. Hell wasn’t clean and filled with mild-mannered sinners.
“Look at that, she’s fucking crying!” the plump demon laughed, bringing you back to the moment. “You’ve always liked ‘em scared, Donny.”
The tall one, apparently called Donny, shot his arm out to block you from leaving, a lecherous grin spreading across his face. “Is he right, baby? You scared?”
You could feel your heart in your throat. Scared? You were pissed. And when Donny grabbed your face and boldly licked a tear off your cheek, you snapped.
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The Radio Demon had been hard at work tuning Vaggie out for the last few minutes. He was aimlessly wandering the lobby when she cornered him, seeming to have finally found her opportunity to interrogate him over acquiring your soul. It would have been easy enough to tell the disgraced Angel that it was the least he could do considering the help Rosie had provided them, but upsetting Vaggie was simply too much fun.
She was droning on about how she and Charlie would be taking over the onboarding of any more new employees when Alastor felt a chain rattle, ear flicking in response. Some fool was messing with his property. He reached out mentally to follow the chain and soon caught the scent of almond. He grimaced. Of course it was yours.
“As much as I cherish our conversations, I’ll need to cut this short Vaggie. I’m afraid duty calls,” Alastor said smugly, grinning at the rage on her face from being so casually brushed off before slipping into shadow.
When Alastor materialized in an alley he was met with piercing screams, and it took him a moment to register what he was seeing. You were on the ground straddling the waist of some poor soul, your face covered in blood as you tore out your victim’s neck with your teeth. The creature in question no longer seemed to have much left of the lower half of his face, the remnants of it no doubt lying somewhere in the gore. His death rattle was nothing more than a gurgle and spurt of blood, but it seemed you were too lost in your rampage to notice he was now motionless beneath you.
Alastor didn’t bother with the pudgy creature that had no doubt been your victim’s friend. Well, perhaps not a very good friend, seeing as the coward ran away once he regained his footing. Besides, it wouldn’t be difficult to track the cretin down if Alastor changed his mind about it later.
For now, his focus was on you and what a glorious sight it was. He wished for a moment that your dress had been a different color, just to see how much blood and scraps of flesh had soaked into it. Judging from the mess on your face, it had to be quite a lot.
The sounds coming from you were savage, nearly carnal, and you were relentless in your attack despite the damage already done. When would you stop, he wondered. When there was nothing but bone? The aspect thrilled him to the core and he sniffed deeply, taking in the scent of blood and almond. There it was — that delicious, bitter, nutty warmth. He had been right. Letting out a satisfied, pleasured sigh, he waited patiently for you to finish. After a minute or so you succeeded in decapitating the fool, and Alastor made his approach as you struggled to catch your breath.
Gingerly tapping you once with his microphone, you startled with a growl and snapped your teeth. Alastor let out a low chuckle, taking in the wild look of your face, eyes glowing pink.
“I believe he’s had enough for now, dear. You made good work of him, I’m quite impressed,” he said, giving you a proud smile. “Now let’s get you home before you cause a scene.”
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don't mind me deleting my albedo post, I am terrible at writing sub!reader fics and I might rewrite it, BUT albedo will be the sub 🫶
The prompt was: “albedo has a breeding kink” so I'll try and rewrite that!! So be on the lookout ig?? 😭😭
I should also probably not post sub readers until I'm confident in them 🗿
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Pairings: FWB! Albedo x GN! Reader
Ratings: Mature (Smut)
Warnings: Smut. Creampie. Mentions of cum and cock. Overstimulation. Consensual but is not outright said.
Additional Information: From Genshin Impact. Implied College AU.
Fwb! Albedo who uses your body to release stress, pulling you away from whatever you were doing to wreck your hole. He puts you in many and more positions so he could try and feel you closer. Thighs and hips littered with hickeys and bruises from how he plays with your plush body.
Fwb! Albedo who religiously cums on your stomach or in the condom, until he got a taste of cumming inside you so now he can't stop. He's addicted to cumming inside your hole now, he's addicted to filling you up. He can't stop moving the moment he enters you, his hips moving erratically, whining about how good you feel clenching around his fat cock.
Fwb! Albedo who cums a lot and not only once. He cums a lot of times, especially when he's releasing his creamy cum inside you. He overstimulates himself, he doesn't stop until he's shooting blanks inside you and even then he keeps thrusting.
Fwb! Albedo who won't stop until you're both shaking and moaning from overstimulation. Too greedy to let your hole go. Your hole is now his in the bedroom, only he can have you clenching so tight. No one can make you feel good the way he does.
Fwb! Albedo who holds your hands, thrusting inside you gently as he finishes for the last time tonight. Peppering soft kisses across your neck and chest, caressing your soft body in his hands. Praising you for doing so well for him, for making him feel good.
Fwb! Albedo who cares about aftercare, cleaning you up before he cleans himself. He cuddles you until you fall asleep in his warm arms. The line between fuck buddies and lovers are now too blurred.
Please, do not repost, translate, or plagiarize my works in any way.
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i just graduated and im off to college <3
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Pairings: FWB! Albedo x GN! Reader
Ratings: Mature (Smut)
Warnings: Smut. Creampie. Mentions of cum and cock. Overstimulation. Consensual but is not outright said.
Additional Information: From Genshin Impact. Implied College AU.
Fwb! Albedo who uses your body to release stress, pulling you away from whatever you were doing to wreck your hole. He puts you in many and more positions so he could try and feel you closer. Thighs and hips littered with hickeys and bruises from how he plays with your plush body.
Fwb! Albedo who religiously cums on your stomach or in the condom, until he got a taste of cumming inside you so now he can't stop. He's addicted to cumming inside your hole now, he's addicted to filling you up. He can't stop moving the moment he enters you, his hips moving erratically, whining about how good you feel clenching around his fat cock.
Fwb! Albedo who cums a lot and not only once. He cums a lot of times, especially when he's releasing his creamy cum inside you. He overstimulates himself, he doesn't stop until he's shooting blanks inside you and even then he keeps thrusting.
Fwb! Albedo who won't stop until you're both shaking and moaning from overstimulation. Too greedy to let your hole go. Your hole is now his in the bedroom, only he can have you clenching so tight. No one can make you feel good the way he does.
Fwb! Albedo who holds your hands, thrusting inside you gently as he finishes for the last time tonight. Peppering soft kisses across your neck and chest, caressing your soft body in his hands. Praising you for doing so well for him, for making him feel good.
Fwb! Albedo who cares about aftercare, cleaning you up before he cleans himself. He cuddles you until you fall asleep in his warm arms. The line between fuck buddies and lovers are now too blurred.
Please, do not repost, translate, or plagiarize my works in any way.
#xynwrites#albedo#albedo kreideprinz#albedo kreideprinz smut#albedo kreideprinz x reader#albedo modern au#albedo smut#albedo x reader#dom (?) albedo#genshin#genshin smut#genshin impact#genshin impact x reader#genshin impact smut#fwb! albedo
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I have a lot of albedo smut in my drafts, im just too shy to post them because I can't write for shit😔.
#used to have passion for writing#now i just feel depressed whenever i write stuff#anyways#i do hope some people enjoy my brainrots#albedo#albedo smut#genshin smut#genshin
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Setter! Albedo who fucks you, their libero in the shower room. Hand on your mouth to keep you quiet, while the other holds your knees up as he pounds relentlessly in your hole. He cums and cums inside of you, overflowing out your hole, the water washing it away. It's inappropriate, but that itself is arousing.
#oops my hands slipped and i accidentally posted my brainrot from months ago (?)#albedo#albedo x reader#albedo smut#albedo kreideprinz smut#albedo kreideprinz x reader#albedo kreideprinz#genshin#genshin impact#genshin x reader#genshin impact x reader#genshin smut#genshin modern au#genshin impact smut#albedo modern au#setter! albedo#albedo scenarios#dom albedo#dom (?) albedo
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Roommate! Albedo who tutors you in his free time since it appears that you desperately needs something to cling on to in hopes that you'll pass this exam. He doesn't need monetary payment, he just needs your hole clenching on his dick as compensation for his hard work.
#its a smut drabble that i wrote during my tired state#i have never written smut before too#but like. i want albedo to ravish me in bed as payment for his good will#albedo#albedo x reader#albedo kreideprinz#albedo kreideprinz x reader#albedo smut#albedo kreideprinz smut#genshin smut#genshin impact smut#genshin impact#genshin#dom (?) albedo#genshin modern au#genshin impact modern au#college au (?)#albedo modern au
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angst wherein yuu returns to their homeworld and everyone in nrc forgets them and moves on...except for grim.
#and grim can't talk about yuu because he's been getting weird looks#what do you mean there was a magicless prefect in ramshackle dorm?#wasn't it always you grim?#grim who misses you. his dorm prefect. his best friend. his family.#sorry i cant organize my thoughts well#it's been a while sinc ive written#twst#twisted wonderland#grim#twst fandom#twst angst#twisted wonderland angst#grim angst#twst imagines#twisted wonderland imagines
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IT'S HARD NOT TO LOVE YOU — kent the siren.
fluff. established relationship. gn! reader. no warnings. not proofread. canon universe ig? idk, i dont write.
Kent's head lays on your pillow, his eyes watching your focused state. He watched all your mannerisms, small habits that he knew that you probably don't. He thinks they're cute.
Your eyes moving to read the words on the screen, eyebrows scrunching together when you can't understand the sentences and paragraphs. Your teeth nibbling on your lower lip during revisions of your paper, your hand combing through your hair whenever they distract you by caressing your cheeks.
He find you and your little habits endearing. Oh god. He's so in love with you and you don't even know it. He wants to express all his love for you but he can't. No words can describe his love for you.
He can't put it into words and tell you that his whole skin feels electrified whenever your arms brush against his when walking. He can't express the feelings that he get whenever you put your hands on his cheeks and stare right into his eyes. He cant describe the way his heart pounds when your lips are near his, anticipating a kiss. The feeling you give him is undescribable.
"I can feel you staring, Kent." You called out, taking your eyes away from the screen and turning around to gaze upon the lovesick eyes of his. Eyebrows relaxed, eyes lit up with happiness, and lips formed into a small smile. He looks effortlessly beautiful. As expected of a siren.
"You are worthy of staring, my beautiful pearl." You rolled your eyes at his sweet words. He would always drop these cringy lines to try and make your heart flutter. They were somewhat successfully, they never failed to make you smile.
He stood up from your bed and walked over to you, his hands cupping your face and forcing you to look at him. You stared at his pale blue-green eyes, getting yourself lost in them as if you were drifting off to sea. He slowly leaned in, lips almost touching.
"You look so ethereal when you're focused on your work." He closed the gap for a mere second before pulling away, "Your small quirks that unconsciously comes out are too cute." He pecks your lips once again, "It's hard not to love you." He finally said, staring into your eyes awaiting for your response.
"It's hard not to love you too." You closed the gap between the two of you, not pulling away from your sweet and passionate kiss. All the unspoken wordd from before, the undescribable feelings that you both had for each other— all told through the movement of your lips as they molded perfectly together.
Through the kiss, all the confessions of love was expressed. Through the kiss, doubts about your relationship disappeared. Through the kiss, you knew that he loved you, and he knew that you loved him too.
#kent#wednesday#wednesday kent#kent x reader#wednesday kent x reader#wendesday kent fluff#kent fluff#netflix show; wednesday#kent the siren#siren twins#kent wednesday#wednesday fluff
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